Do you know much about this place? I know a little....

Sometimes I think I don't know very much. But I do know this place was attacked by a Dragon Lord.

That's really scary. Don't you think that's scary?

Player: "I'm not afraid."

Well I'm afraid. I'm afraid of being set on fire. I wouldn't like to be on fire.

I'd burn up and scream and then I'd die. And so would my hat.

I don't like being hot. I don't like it at all. I'm afraid I'll catch fire.

Player: "You won't catch fire."

I could, though. I think I need to stay cool so I won't catch fire.

I know! I need a fan, and Majirunerk can fan me with it so I won't catch fire.

What are fans made of? Feathers, right? Get me some feathers. Now.

Player: Accept.

Black Wing Feathers, you dummy. Egrasi Log wood for the handle.

But not raw wood. I hate splinters. Smooth it down with some Major Sandpaper. Loser.

Player: "Yep. On it."

My toe caught fire but I dipped it in the water to put it out. Where's my fan?

Majirunerk's just standing there not doing anything and if he doesn't start fanning me soon I'll be very upset.

Player: "Here you go."

I can't use these to make a fan. Without the feathers it's just a stick, and without the handle it's just a clump of feathers.

You're completely worthless. You're more worthless than Majirunerk and he's pretty worthless.

Oh, who am I kidding. We're all worthless. We all deserve to burn.

Player: "Don't be that way."

Hey Majirunerk! Pick up that fan and get to it! What did I bring you along for anyway?

I always lose my temper when I'm hot. Sometimes I lose it when I'm cold.

I don't think I've ever lost it when I'm in the middle. Then I'm just right.