Conversation: `q_ent_conv`

NPC lines: 7
PC replies: 9
NumWords: 533
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Triggered by

creature NPC Leaflock the Thirteenth Ent q_ent_13th

Scripts referenced

Script	Slot	In module
`q_ent_adru`	action	✓
`q_ent_abrd`	action	✓
`q_ent_cdone`	active	✓
`q_ent_cdru`	active	✓
`q_ent_cbrd`	active	✓
`q_ent_ccd`	active	✓

Quest entries granted

Quest	Tag	Step(s)
The Thirteenth Ent	`thirteenthent`	1, 3, 4

Custom tokens

These runtime tokens are filled by NWScript via SetCustomToken(N, text). The scripts listed set each token; the actual value depends on game state at runtime.

Token	Set by script(s)
`<CUSTOM6390>`	not found in static analysis

Starting entries

entry #0 (if q_ent_cdone) — *Two green lights open in the bark, and this time they open quickly.* Hoom, hom …
entry #1 (if q_ent_cdru) — *What you took for a tree is not a tree. Bark cracks like an old door, and two g…
entry #2 (if q_ent_cbrd) — *Two green lights open slowly in the bark.* Hoom... a singer. It has been an age…
entry #3 (if q_ent_ccd) — *The bark has closed over. Somewhere far inside the trunk there is a slow, sleep…
entry #4 — *A vast old tree, bark grown over bark, moss to the shoulder. For a moment you w…

Conversation flow

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

entry #0 (if q_ent_cdone) ¶

*Two green lights open in the bark, and this time they open quickly.* Hoom, hom -- the one who woke me. I am still awake, root-friend, and I will be for an age yet. Go carefully in my wood.

reply #0 ¶

Sleep lightly, Leaflock.

entry #1 (if q_ent_cdru) ¶

*What you took for a tree is not a tree. Bark cracks like an old door, and two green lights open in the knot of its face.* Hoom... hom. Twelve of us still walk in Fangorn. I am the thirteenth, and I have been standing a very long while. Root-sleep is warm, little druid, and I have nearly forgotten my own name. Hoo -- but there is one taste that wakes me. The truffles of the deep loam. They hide from eyes and from hands; only a boar's nose has ever found one. Bring me a truffle with the earth-smell still on it, and set the Balance of green things about my roots, and I will remember who I am.

reply #1 → q_ent_adru ¶

I will find your truffle, Leaflock.

entry #5 ¶

*Leaflock's voice slows to a creak.* Wear the boar, then. Go on four feet among my roots and snuff the loam -- what is hidden will show itself to a snout and to nothing else in the world. And do not dawdle. A truffle out of the earth dies quickly, and a dead truffle wakes nobody. Come back to me with it, put off the beast-shape, and sing the Balance of Nature over my roots -- close, mind. My hearing is all in my bark.

reply #7 ¶

*go, on four feet*

reply #2 ¶

Not today, old one.

entry #2 (if q_ent_cbrd) ¶

*Two green lights open slowly in the bark.* Hoom... a singer. It has been an age of the world since anything sang in this wood that was not the wind. I am the thirteenth Ent of Fangorn, and I have stood so long that my own name has gone down into my roots after the water. Play me awake, singer. Twice: once to bring me up out of the root-sleep, and once more to bring me back my name. But do not hurry me -- nothing good is ever said in a hurry -- and do not play falsely. If you do, I will go down again, and I will not come up for a day and a night.

reply #3 → q_ent_abrd ¶

Then I will play for you.

entry #6 ¶

*The green lights half-close.* Begin when I stir, and not before. Watch my bark, singer -- I will tell you when. Hoom... and know your matter as well as your music. I will be listening to both.

reply #8 ¶

*take up the instrument and wait for the cue*

reply #4 ¶

Another time, when my voice is rested.

entry #3 (if q_ent_ccd) ¶

*The bark has closed over. Somewhere far inside the trunk there is a slow, sleeping creak, and nothing else.* Hoom... no. Not again so soon. Come back in <CUSTOM6390>, and bring more patience with you.

reply #5 ¶

I will come back.

entry #4 ¶

*A vast old tree, bark grown over bark, moss to the shoulder. For a moment you would swear there was a face in the knots of it -- eyes shut, mouth shut, sunk deep in a sleep that has lasted longer than your people have had names. Nothing you say reaches it.*

reply #6 ¶

*leave the old tree in peace*

NPC lines (entries) — flat index

entry #0

*Two green lights open in the bark, and this time they open quickly.* Hoom, hom -- the one who woke me. I am still awake, root-friend, and I will be for an age yet. Go carefully in my wood.

→ reply #0 “Sleep lightly, Leaflock.”

entry #1

→ reply #1 “I will find your truffle, Leaflock.”
→ reply #2 “Not today, old one.”

entry #2

→ reply #3 “Then I will play for you.”
→ reply #4 “Another time, when my voice is rested.”

entry #3

→ reply #5 “I will come back.”

entry #4

→ reply #6 “*leave the old tree in peace*”

entry #5

→ reply #7 “*go, on four feet*”

entry #6