Paddy O'Lantern
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| Culture | Elaniens |
| Location | Goldenfield |
| Involved In | Brews and Blues |
Paddy O'Lantern is an NPC in Goldenfield, located south of the Cooking workstation.
Dialogue
How's the rumble? / Feeling tipsy? / Oh, it's you! / Oi, mate!
- Who am I, you ask? By Jove, that's the question, isn't it? They call me Paddy. What I was before well, the details are a bit foggy.
- I reckon I was a farmer once, but the winds of my memory are a fickle lot. They bring fragments, nothing more.
- Now here I am, in Kwalat, engaging in philosophical debates with cats. A peculiar predicament, wouldn't you say?
- What is the essence of me? A merry chortle, a mind caught in the ebb and flow of confusion, a soul that's misstepped into this delightful conundrum.
- Ah, my dear friend, I'm as resilient as a boiled turnip in a cosmic stew.
- As for my well-being, it's as if I've been invited to a cosmic comedy. Quite the spectacle!
- Is laughter the best medicine? In which case, I might live forever, a thought both amusing and mildly terrifying!
- Goldenfield! A gilded moniker for a place that's more brass than gold.
- What does one do in a place where entertainment is scarce? Philosophize, rummage, and converse with the eloquent cats.
- Cats, you see, are philosophers in their own right. They listen, ponder, and then nap, creating an aura of sagacity.
- Goldenfield may lack the familiar comforts, but it has character, like an old pair of boots; worn and weathered but full of stories.
[If not completed Brews and Blues]
- Got a job for you, if you're up for it. / Sure do, mate. / You know what, I could use a hand.
- Ah, the sweet nectar of Elanien Whiskey. I've had the pleasure of its company more times than I can recount.
- Unfortunately, my pockets are as empty as a politician's promises, and procuring it myself is a challenge.
- But, a kind soul like you could surely spare a bottle for a hapless philosopher like me.
- It would certainly brighten up this old man's day.
[Brews and Blues]- You're a champ, mate. Can't wait for that sweet nectar.
- Don't forget the whiskey, mate.
- [If accepted Brews and Blues]
- I'm all set, buttercup. / I'm good, but I appreciate the offer. / Nah, I'm golden.
- No worries, mate. I'll just sit here, parched and whiskey-less. / Oh well, can't blame an old man for trying. / Well, shoot. Thought you had a generous heart.
[If not completed Brews and Blues]
- Still no whiskey, huh? That's a bummer. / You know what goes great with this weather? Whiskey.
[If completed Brews and Blues]
- I can almost taste that whiskey, mate.
- That's the stuff! You're a true friend, mate.