Conversation: `aragorn_potd`

NPC lines: 4
PC replies: 6
NumWords: 225
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creature NPC Aragorn Son of Arathorn aragornsonofarat — in Minas Tirith: Gates
creature NPC Aragorn Son of Arathorn — in Minas Tirith: Gates

Scripts referenced

Script	Slot	In module
`q_potd_introc`	active	✓
`q_potd_rewc`	active	✓
`q_potd_start`	action	✓
`q_potd_reward`	action	✓
`q_potd_provoke`	action	✓

Items checked

These items' tags are checked via GetItemPossessedBy in this conversation's scripts:

Quest entries granted

Quest	Tag	Step(s)
Paths of the Dead	`paths_of_the_dead`	10, 40

Starting entries

entry #0 — Well met, traveller. The road south runs into shadow, and darker still are the p…

Conversation flow

Each starting entry is expanded recursively. Repeated nodes (cycles, shared continuations) appear inline as ↩ link backrefs to the first occurrence.

entry #0 ¶

Well met, traveller. The road south runs into shadow, and darker still are the paths beneath the white mountains. What would you ask of me?

reply #0 (if q_potd_introc) ¶

Tell me of the Dead who dwell beneath the mountains.

entry #1 → q_potd_start ¶

You have felt their malice, then. The Oathbreakers of the Dimholt will answer only to the heir of Isildur, and only to the blade that was Narsil reforged -- Anduril, the Flame of the West, which I bear. I do not lend it lightly. Prove yourself worthy: destroy the Witch-king of Angmar, chief of the Nine, and bring me proof of his end. Then the blade is yours.

reply #4 ¶

It will be done. The Witch-king will trouble Gondor no more.

reply #1 (if q_potd_rewc) ¶

The Witch-king of Angmar has fallen. Here is proof of the deed.

entry #2 → q_potd_reward ¶

The iron crown, broken at last... so the witch is truly unmade. Few could have done it. Take it, then -- Anduril, Flame of the West. Bear it to the Dimholt and give the Dead their long-denied rest.

reply #5 ¶

I am honoured to bear it. The Dead will rest.

reply #2 ¶

Give me that blade at your side, Ranger, or I will take it from your corpse.

entry #3 → q_potd_provoke ¶

You would raise your hand against the heir of Elendil, at the very gates of Minas Tirith? So be it. Draw your blade, then -- and let the White City be your judge.

reply #3 ¶

Nothing. Farewell.

NPC lines (entries) — flat index

entry #0

Well met, traveller. The road south runs into shadow, and darker still are the paths beneath the white mountains. What would you ask of me?

→ reply #0 “Tell me of the Dead who dwell beneath the mountains.” (if q_potd_introc)
→ reply #1 “The Witch-king of Angmar has fallen. Here is proof of the deed.” (if q_potd_rewc)
→ reply #2 “Give me that blade at your side, Ranger, or I will take it from your corpse.”
→ reply #3 “Nothing. Farewell.”

entry #1 → q_potd_start

→ reply #4 “It will be done. The Witch-king will trouble Gondor no more.”

entry #2 → q_potd_reward