KAREL: . .....
DART: What do you want!? Are you trying to start a fight!?
KAREL: You smell like...like the sea... Are you a sailor?
DART: What´s it to you? I am Dart, feared member of Fargus´s pirate crews! Know my name, and fear my blade, mate!
KAREL: ...... I just wanted to ask you one thing.
DART: Huh? I thought you wanted to fight...
KAREL: Tell me... Who is the strongest warrior on Elibe?
DART: That´s easy! You´ll find no one tougher than Fargus´s pirates!
KAREL: At sea, perhaps. But who is the strongest on land?
DART: Hey! I don´t much like the tone of your voice! But fine, I´ll tell you. If you can afford it...
KAREL: Take what you want...
DART: Ha! Woo-hoo! Well, well, I´m starting to like you more already! Now then, let´s see... I´ve heard rumors in many a port town. You´ll have to confirm them yourself.
KAREL: Spit it out.
DART: Well, it´s like this... Out on the Western Isles, there´s a stone giant that men call Kelles. He´s thrice the size of the tallest man, and he can swallow you whole, from your head to your--
KAREL: He´s dead.
DART: Huh? Really?
KAREL: Yeah.
DART: ...Seems like I heard about him only recently. You must get news quickly.
KAREL: ...Next.
DART: Wait...I just remembered... There´s a mage in Ilia who has the power to freeze your blood in its veins. He found an ancient ice tome that--
KAREL: Yeah, he´s dead, too. About a month ago.
DART: I... Well, that´s... Are you serious? How could you know that?
KAREL: ...Next.
Level B:
DART: Hey, it´s you again!
KAREL: ......
DART: You wanted to know about the strongest warriors in the land, right?
KAREL: I did, and still do. But those whom I have met did not strike me as being very strong at all.
DART: Well, I remembered a bunch more. Cause you know, I felt like I hadn´t given you your money´s worth.
KAREL: Out with it.
DART: But hold on. I was hoping you could help me out, too. I am looking for a certain treasure in Elibe. If you know anything, please tell me.
KAREL: I´ll tell you what I know.
DART: All right then, you´ve got a deal. Have you ever heard of the Princess of Swords?
KAREL: No.
DART: Really? Well, she´s supposed to be gorgeous. She appears at tournaments and slices through her foes with ease. Then she just disappears. From what I´ve heard, she´s looking for a man from her past.
On voit bien qu´il parle de Karla.
KAREL: Hmm...
DART: Speaking of women, let me tell you about the Wyvern General. You know about the three Wyvern Generals in Bern, right? Well, she´s a fourth, and she´s mightier than the other three!
KAREL: Hmm... Interesting. I will remember her.
DART: Now it´s my turn! So you´ve traveled all over Elibe, right? Have you ever heard of the treasure of the pirate king?
KAREL: No.
DART: One word!? You call that an answer!?
Level A:
DART: Hey there you are! I forgot one!
KAREL: What is it?
DART: You know, what we were talking about? The tough guys! Well, I forgot one, but now I´ve remembered it!
KAREL: Spit it out.
DART: I hear about this guy wherever I go! He uses a fairy sword and cuts people in half! He leaves behind only a mountain of bodies and a sea of blood. He is the " Sword Demon," who live only to kill! And his name is... Karel!
KAREL: ...Sword Demon?
DART: Yeah. You only hear the absolute worst things about him... Like how he single-handedly wiped out an entire army of knights! Yeah, but it´s gotta be a myth... One against a thousand? That sounds like a tall tale to me, mate...
KAREL: ......
DART: How about it? You´re pretty good, but there´s always someone better, right? Why don´t you try acting all big after you´ve beaten him?
KAREL: I apologize, but I cannot duel myself.
DART: Hunh...? You´re joking... No way... So you´re the... You´re THAT Karel?!
KAREL: I am only one Karel, but that is my name.
DART: Well, pucker my portside! Why didn´t you say so?
KAREL: You didn´t ask.
DART: So if you´re Karel, then... Hey! Do you really have a thousand swords from the men you´ve slain?
KAREL: ...What are you talking about?
DART: Don´t hide it! I heard all about it! That you laugh on the battlefield as you gather dead mens´ swords!
KAREL: ...... I guess the rumors have embellished the truth...
Pas fichu de traduire, mais le sujet du trésor n´est qu´un microdialogue, il lui demande, et il répond non... Sinon, ils parlent de tough guys ( ils m´ont même pas nommé...)
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