'Let us hurry to the surface, Player! I have seen more than enough of Goblin-town to last a lifetime, or even two!'1/1
Special conditionCLEAR_CAMP1/1
2 Speak to(Show dialog)
Bilbo lowers his voice and speaks to you in little more than a whisper.
'When I was walking in the mountains, I was captured by a party of goblins, and they started hauling me to their camp. We had gone no more than a hundred feet or so when a second patrol of the creatures came up, led by this fellow. Now, I wouldn't say I'm an expert on goblin-kind, but I have had enough run-ins with them to know that they love gold more than anything. So I had to think fast, and... well, I told them I had been an adventurer in my younger days, and I had hidden sacks of gold in the mountains.
'The goblins fought among themselves for the right to my treasure, just as I thought they would! This fellow won the contest right quickly, before I could get away, and the next thing I knew I was locked in that cell here in Goblin-town! I couldn't tell them the truth, of course: that there were no sacks of gold. When I adventured with the dwarves I did end up with two small chests of silver and of gold, but that was a long time ago and they were never as large as the rumours around the Hill would put them!'
Bilbo claps his hands together. 'I think I've got it!' he says. 'You'll get us out of this, Player, trust me!'1/1
3 Speak to(Show dialog)
'Single combat seems fair to me. No one can intervene. This will be a test of strength, one-on-one, and everyone here agrees this is fair, yes?'
Bauglám Fork-tongue stares at you, his lip curled in a sneer.
'There is no backing out now, ${RACE}. Are you prepared to fight?'1/1
