Finn
Finn is an NPC that lives in the Clearfell Encampment in Act 1.
As a vendor, he sells items with random rarity. The rarity will be revealed only after the transaction is completed.
Dialogues
Introduction (Monk)
Have we met? Ah, no we haven't. Hard to tell monks apart. You lot let me stay in your enclave one winter. I was ah... unfairly asked to leave, under suspicion of thievery. Wasn't me, thought. I'm well known as an honourable man around 'ere. Ask anybody!
The name's Finn, and I shall be your humble provider of useful and diverse objects... that are most definitely not scrounged or stolen. If I don't got it, I can get it. You just let me know.
Introduction (Ranger)
Oi, it's you, the mysterious woman in the forest! We've never officially met, but you've certainly given me quite the fright a time or two.
I am Finn, and I shall be your humble provider of useful and diverse objects that are most definitely not scrounged or stolen. If I don't got it, I can get it. You just let me know.
Renly
Renly's alright. Only man in the village that didn't run me out of town whenever he saw me. Maybe it's because he didn't have a daughter to protect.
Survival
This is a wooden tomb, if you care to see it objectively. We're not quite dead yet, but the food supply is dwindling, and I've seen what hunger can make a man do. The monsters out there are not the ones that will get us in the end.
Survival (after Devourer)
You killed the Devourer in its own lair? That's mighty brave of you, hero. Now we at least won't starve to death! One less way to die, I guess.
Home
As an esteemed member of no clan at all, I had the distinct honour of wandering through the lovely sights of all four seasons. Summer heat, winter chill, take your pick.
For company, it was my pleasure to sup with the outlaws, the deranged, and the unwanted. It's simply unthinkable that I never met a nice girl to settle down with, isn't it?
It won't be like this forever. I'm going to build my palace someday. Been planning it since I was small and found myself on my own. Imagine with me, if you will, a vast span of wood above you in the trees. That's the foundation you're looking at.
You ascend a tremendous spiral staircase around an ancient trunk, and find yourself approaching a treehouse worthy of the First Ones. Dozens of lavish bedrooms, two-two!-stocked kitchens, tall spires, a tower that looks out over all of Ogham, and half of Phaaryl for good measure.
Isn't it glorious? That's where I really live. This cold, damp, hungry world is just an illusion.
The Red Vale
Spirits in the trees be damned, you actually entered the Red Vale and survived? Every Ogham kid knows, "If you step one foot in there, you'll be skewered and eaten!" Well, those kids that are lucky enough to have a mother, that is.
The count
The Hooded One
So, you found a shadow in the forest, and you brought it here. Good. Great. Superb.
Version history
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