Thread:Gen. Grievous1138/@comment-79.116.193.218-20160808114316/@comment-26428291-20160810040932

Friendly Captain
Welcome, #. Have you come to hire my guards?

The Vintner Guard make excellent personal guards too, #.

My guards are not cheap, #, but they are loyal.

Ah, #! I have heard tales of your deeds. You seem like an honest friend of Dorwinion.

Elves may be powerful, #, but they are fickle too. You have made the right choice to come to me.

For just a small sum of money, these guards might be yours.

I can't wait to get home and drink some wine.

My guards are well-trained, #.

Neutral Captain
The guards of Dorwinion do not serve just anyone, #.

These guards are hired by vintner-elves and noblemen. They do not serve lowborn peasants like you!

You may be our friend, #, but you are no nobleman.

What are you doing here? Go back to picking grapes.

You are not worthy of the Vintner Guard.

These men are well-trained, loyal, and strong. They serve only the highborn of Dorwinion. Not fools like you.

What do you think we are, #, a band of mercenaries? Away with you.

Friendly Elf
I welcome you to Dorwinion.

In your tongue, #, this country is called the Land of the Young.

Our kin in the West think we are lesser, because we have not seen the light of the Two Trees. But I say, these lands are beauty enough for me.

Here on the shores of the Rhúnaer, we Dorwinrim brew the finest wines in all Middle-earth!

I shall travel soon to my kin in the Woodland Realm. It has been long indeed since last we met.

Welcome to Dorwinion, #, the easternmost Elf-country on earth... save one, that is.

King Bladorthin ruled here of old.

The arrogance of our Eldarin brothers and sisters has led their realms into decay. But Dorwinion by the shores shall endure forever.

The Men of Númenor once claimed ownership of these lands, not so long ago. But I knew that would not endure. Men are weak... and too easily corrupted.

We Elves have always loved the sea, and the shores of this land bear a likeness to Cuiviénen from the old tales.

It is rare that one of our people should flee into the West, #. We are not Eldar here.

I must get back to the brewery soon.

Wine! Wine, #. It dulls all ills and sooths all sorrows.

The Men of Dorwinion are more noble than most. But Men they are still, nonetheless.

Hostile Elf
You are accursed, #!

It was unwise of you to venture here.

You are an enemy of Dorwinion.

You are no friend of Dorwinion!

A thousand lives of Men would pass before I would do trade with you!

You are not worthy of the lowest Mannish grape juice!

What are you, #? A common thief? An Orcish spy? Begone!

You will regret coming here!

I will put an end to your villainy!

Begone, scum!

Friendly Elf Captain
You are noble indeed, #. The Order of Bladorthin would be willing to serve you.

You have earned my respect, #. What do you want?

The Order of Bladorthin do not bow and scrape to weak Men. But you are no weak Man, #.

My warriors are the finest Elves in all Middle-earth.

I will grant you command of my warriors, #. For a price, of course.

You have the grace of an Elf-friend. What is it you need, #?

Neutral Elf Captain
The Order of Bladorthin do not bow and scrape to weak Men.

Have you come here thinking you can command my warriors? A good joke, #.

Banner-bearer? You would be fit only to bear my cup, #.

You are no Elf-friend, #. Begone.

Should you not be working in the vineyard?

Go back, #. The day is warm, and there are many grapes yet to be picked.

Friendly Elf Vinter
Ah, #! Have you come to buy some wine?

The Elven-wine of Dorwinion is sweeter than any other.

I must soon send these barrels off to the Woodland Realm.

We Elves brew the best wine in Dorwinion.

Have you come to buy wine from me, #? A good decision indeed!

Which sort do you prefer, #? Red or white? Or perhaps some grape juice?

I brew so much wine that I've taken to drinking the excess myself.

We vintner-elves are renowned for our brewing. Go on, #, try some.

Neutral Elf Vinter
There is no wine for you, unfortunately, #.

The Elven-wine of Dorwinion is not for those of weak spirit.

I am afraid I have no more wine to spare.

You should not be looking to drink Elven-wine, #.

I would not be willing to trade with lowborn Men like you.

What are you doing in here, #?

The wine of Dorwinion is not just given out to anyone, #.

Friendly Elf Warrior
I and my kin defend this land from enemies both near and far.

Welcome to Dorwinion, #.

We are an old and powerful order.

The spears of Bladorthin were delivered at last! And now Dorwinion has grown stronger than ever.

I defend Dorwinion and its people.

Our spears are of Dwarvish make. Have you heard the old tale, #?

While we stand, no Orc or foul beast shall enter Dorwinion.

Hired Elf Warrior
My lord #.

How shall we serve?

My blade hungers for Orc-flesh!

I will not fail you in battle.

We Elves are stronger than any Man, Dwarf, or Orc.

What would you have us do, #?

Hostile Elf Warrior
You are accursed, #!

It was unwise of you to venture here.

You are an enemy of Dorwinion, #!

You are no friend of Dorwinion!

You should not have come here!

I will make quick work of you, scum!

You will go no further!

You are no threat to us, #.

Friendly Guard
We defend the land of Dorwinion.

This is mostly a peaceful land, #. But you never know what might happen.

The Easterlings are no threat to us. They want our wine, not our blood.

If you see any troublemakers, let me know.

We don't take kindly to theft around here.

You should think twice before trying to steal from any vineyards around here.

The mighty Vintner Guard of old, reduced to fighting petty criminals! It is a shame indeed.

You look like a good law-abiding citizen, #. I hope that is the case.

Any whispers of an Easterling invasion are nonsense. They are our friends in trade, you see, not our enemies.

You'll be fine as long as you don't cause any trouble.

Hello there, #! What have you been up to today?

Move along now.

Welcome to Dorwinion, the civilised heart of Middle-earth! Just don't go any further east.

I don't take kindly to troublemakers.

I defend the wines of Dorwinion. And its people too!

Grape Attack Guard
I warned you, #. Now you will pay the price!

Stop! Thief! You won't get away this time!

You have made a grave mistake, thief!

Those will be the last grapes you ever taste, #!

You were warned, thief!

== Grape Warn Guard ==

Don't do that again, #.

I'll let you off... this time.

We don't take kindly to thieves here. This is your warning.

If you leave now, I'll pretend I never saw that.

Don't try that again.

Those grapes aren't yours, are they?

Those aren't yours to pick, my friend.

Think very carefully before trying that again.

Hired Guard
How shall I serve you today, my captain?

What would you have me do?

I hope we shall not be standing around vineyards all day.

I will do whatever you order, #.

I will defend your grapes until my last breath.

Oh, how I long for a sweet drop of wine.

We are guards, not warriors, but I will do my best.

Hostile Guard
There's no room for villains like you in Dorwinion!

Get out of Dorwinion before we drive you out with our pikes!

You are no friend of Dorwinion, #.

You should not have come here.

You will go no further, #!

You must leave Dorwinion now!

Get away, #! No wine for you!

You have the manner of a common rogue, and I shall deal with you like one!

Run along now, scoundrel!

I will spill your blood like bitter wine!

You would do well to fear us, #!

Don't tempt me, scum!

Friendly Man
Welcome to Dorwinion, #.

These lands are best for wine-making. Which is why our wines are the best.

This country was once a province of Gondor. But now Gondor has declined, and we rule ourselves.

I do not bow to any steward of stone, #. We are the Young, and we are free, and this land is full of wealth.

Since King Bard slew the dragon, trade with Dale has made us even richer.

The Kingdom of Dale grows ever stronger, and I am glad, for it means we grow ever wealthier.

Many in the Westlands do not even know this country exists. It's a shame, #, they're missing out on some fine wine!

We send our wine all over the world. Dale, Mirkwood, Gondor... I bet even those Orcs love the taste of it.

Have you had some wine today, #?

It's never too early for a drink of wine!

Which do you prefer, #, the red or the white?

The Vintner Guard keep us safe from those barbarians in the East.

I dream of one day being chief wine-taster in the Vintner Court.

Have you tried our olive bread, #?

This land is truly beautiful.

Dorwinion is the envy of all Dalishmen and Gondorians. Their merchants come here, and they want to stay!

Easterling invasions? Nothing to worry about, if you ask me. Only the civilised like to drink wine.

We're too far away from Gondor to get involved in their wars.

Why should we fear Mordor? We are out of its reach here.

Dorwinion has seen no Orcs in living memory. They are tales to scare children, #.

Some fools talk of the Easterlings preparing to invade us. I don't believe a word of it - they're quite content with just sending merchants.

I must go and pick grapes one of these days, #.

Vineyard-tending is light work, #. And you even get to keep some of the harvest.

As long as I have wine in the house, I'll be happy.

Those pointy-ears say they're the best at making wine. Pah! My brews put them all to shame!

I sometimes worry that those Elves take more than their fair share of our trade.

Hostile Man
If I had all the wine in the world, I would not share a single drop with you.

You are an enemy of Dorwinion!

Go away before I call for the Vintner Guard.

Get out of our lands!

You are a villain, #.

I shall have no dealings with you.

Begone, #!

The Elves would not tolerate your presence here, and neither shall I!

Do not speak to me, you baseborn rat!

Departure Merchant
Come quickly, #! I must be moving along soon.

Hurry, #, or you will miss out on the sweetest wine you ever tasted!

The trade-goods of Dorwinion cannot linger here forever.

We must be moving on soon.

This is your last chance to taste some fine wine!

The wine of Dorwinion is almost spent! Come quickly, #.

My time here is ending. Soon I must move on to other lands.

We must return to Dorwinion soon. If you wish to trade, come at once!

Do you wish to trade, #? The hour draws late, and it is almost time to journey on.

I must soon be on my way.

We cannot stay here forever, #. If you seek the fruits of Dorwinion, come at once.

Friendly Merchant
Greetings from Dorwinion, #!

I have many fine goods to trade!

I come from the land of vineyards.

Welcome, #! Do you wish to try some wine?

I bring greetings and well-wishes from my kin, #.

The wine of Dorwinion is strong and sweet.

Have you come to trade, #?

I have plenty of wine to trade.

Come, #, spend some silver and try some fine wine.

Hostile Merchant
I would never trade with you!

You will never taste even a drop of the wine of Dorwinion!

You are no friend of Dorwinion, #!

It was unwise of you to come here!

I am no mere merchant, #! I am an Elf of Dorwinion!

Guards! Strike this villain down!

There will be no wine for you!

Hired Vinehand
I can farm other crops besides vines, #.

Work on the vineyard is hard, but wine is sweet.

Hello, #.

Greetings!

I am working hard, as you can see.

The soil here is rich.

Friendly Vinekeeper
Good day, #. Have you come to hire a vinehand?

Have you come to purchase some grapes, #?

I would advise against trying to steal from this vineyard.

Greetings, #.

I oversee the production of grapes here.

Would you like to work in the vineyard?

Have you come to trade, or to work, #?

My vinehands are hard-working and very efficient.

Ah, the grapes of Dorwinion! I could spend a lifetime in this vineyard, #.

These vineyards truly are beautiful.

Hostile Vinekeeper
You will not be getting any grapes from me!

Run along, #!

The guards will be here soon, I hope. Guards! Where are you?

That was a big mistake, #!

There will be no wine for you!

You are no friend of Dorwinion, #!

Begone, scoundrel!

You are a common thief! Begone, villain!

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