Ho there, traveller. I'm afraid there's only me left to offer welcome. Our town's fallen quiet you see.
The other residents, they've all disappeared. Headed down that well, one by one, into the caverns below.
Used to be there was a great kingdom beneath our town. It's long fell to ruin, yet it still draws folks into its depths.
Wealth, glory, enlightenment, that darkness seems to promise all things. I'm sure you too seek your dreams down there.
Well watch out. It's a sickly air that fills the place. Creatures turn mad and travellers are robbed of their memories.
Perhaps dreams aren't such great things after all...
If you do meet my fellows down there you might remind them of their poor Elder, up here, back aching, abandoned to his lonesome vigil. Poor poor me!...
Oh I'm fine, really, but a bit of guilt might go some way in persuading their return. Assuming they're still alive that is.
First encounter (if walked by him the first time)
Oh! You came back! You walked straight past me, I thought maybe I'd faded away along with this town.
First encounter (if visited Forgotten Crossroads before talking to him)
Oh! You're back! You walked straight past me and descended down into the ruins without even saying hello! I thought maybe I'd seen a ghost.
The mind sometimes plays tricks on you when you spend a lot of time alone.
There's something strange about you. I've seen all types pass below, but you... You're almost familiar, though I'm sure we've never met before.
Feeling tired? That bench may be iron, but I assure you it's quite comfortable. There's no better place to collect your thoughts before heading below.
Plus I enjoy the company. Not that you seem the talkative sort.
After opening Iselda's shop
A young couple's just recently taken up residence in the house beside the station. Seems they're running a map shop, which may excite adventurous types like yourself.
She's a tall bug, the wife. I told them to take a larger house, especially given they're all empty, but they liked the look of that one.
The way she has to bend just to get through the door...I wouldn't put up with it myself.
After opening Sly's shop
Oh, what a turn! Our shopkeep's come home. Just wandered back in. I'd hoped for grand tales of his time below, but he seems to remember almost nothing! Maybe it was all too much for him?
If you're interested in his wares, watch out! He drives a hard bargain, that one.
No competition. That's the problem. It's bad for the market. Not that he's complaining.
After opening the Stag Station in Dirtmouth
I never thought I'd see such a thing. The Stag Station has opened! That building lay silent since before even my time.
Oh, I've heard the tales of the glorious lines. A web of tunnels running all through the kingdom. Not that I'll be travelling them, mind you! I'm quite content where I am.
Greeting after opening Stag Station
There’s something about you little traveller. The winds are changing.
After opening the door to Confessor Jiji
Faring well in your adventures below? Well I had an adventure of my own while you were gone.
I don't usually visit the town's graveyard, but I thought I'd go and visit the grave of an old friend.
As I was walking amongst the tombstones, I noticed a strange kind of chanting coming from somewhere nearby. Extremely sinister chanting!
I looked around to find the source, and I saw two bright, horrible, huge eyes staring at me from the door of a dark cave!
I pretended I hadn't heard the voice or seen the eyes and scurried back to town. My friend will have to wait a little longer for her visit...
After rescuing Bretta
That lovely young lass returned to us! I must admit, I'd placed thin odds on her survival.
Seems to think very highly of her rescuer, some sort of dashing, warrior type. Barely stopped gushing since she got back.
The warrior must have passed down below whilst I was taking my nap. Such a shame. I'd have loved to meet so impressive a bug.
When wearing Defender's Crest
Can you... smell something? There's suddenly a horrid stench in the air.
I swear, the town usually smells much nicer than this. Please accept my humble apology!
If Bretta leaves Dirtmouth after defeating Grey Prince Zote four times
That young lass! Why, she's up and departed over the cliffs, without even a farewell.
It's a perilous journey she's set herself upon. I can't understand where she gained such fortitude.
I'd thought herself a timid sort, one after my own mind. How wrong I was. The call of adventure lures all but me!
While Grimm Troupe is in Dirtmouth
Ahh! Look there! Something strange and sinister has suddenly appeared!
Ugh, it fills me with dread. I think it best I try to ignore it.
To descend into that ruin... Why? Things are so much simpler up here.
Dream Nailed while Grimm Troupe is in Dirtmouth
Why must these grotesque strangers intrude on our peaceful little home? Sometimes it feels like the whole world is conspiring to make me uncomfortable.