Sly

Pockets feeling empty? If you need some more Geo, take a trip into the ruins below us and hunt around. Just take care not to fall into a haze. I won’t be coming down to rescue you.

How are your travels, Nailmaster? As time goes by, I’m sure you’ll only grow stronger.

If you see your fellow Nailmasters again, tell them I carry them in my thoughts always. And that they should come and buy something from their old teacher as a mark of respect.

You’ve found a new nail, then? It looks like a much finer weapon than the last.

Hmm? Oh, this is the same nail... but it’s been honed! By someone extremely skilled...

A nail is an extension of ourselves, it is the instrument by which we shape the world around us. It’s a sacred duty to keep its edges sharp.

...Heh, sorry. I shouldn’t ramble on like that. Let’s talk Geo instead.

I see they’ve opened that mapping shop across the way. I suppose a little competition is healthy.

Perhaps I should start to sell maps as well... or is that a little aggressive? Heh. All’s fair in a world made of Geo.

...Wherever you are... Whatever it is you do now... I hope you three are looking after yourselves...

...So, another would join our group.

Back again? You know I haven’t any stock left, yes? You’ve cleaned me out.

Or were you hoping to sneak a peek at my mountain of Geo? Well it’s mine now! And fairly traded.

You’re exploring then? Very brave! Plenty of courageous wanderers have been lost to the hunger of these old caverns.

You have your nail though, and I can tell just by looking that you know how to wield it.

...ugghh, Oro you oaf.... You wield your nail... like a club...

...Esmy... how much deeper do we have to go...

Hmm, you seem a little different. Something has changed in your bearing.

Ah! The way you hold your nail! So you’ve learnt a Nail Art...

Very interesting. I wonder, do you have the passion to continue your training?

...These refined weapons...The battles of Geo are much deadlier...

Ah, hello! I knew we’d meet again. How do you like my cosy little store? I’ve made myself pretty comfortable here, selling old trinkets to travellers like yourself.

If you’re planning a trip below, I’ve several items that may improve your chance of survival.

I have a gift for you, warrior. As a shopkeeper, I admit parting with it for free is rather difficult.

But as the Great Nailsage I must recognise your skill. You have mastered the arts of my remaining pupils. Now tradition decrees you too may hold the symbol.

I’m Sly. Usually, I live an uneventful life up in Dirtmouth. The air in these ruins doesn’t agree with me, so I’d best be getting back.

If you return above, come and see me. I’m probably the friendliest face left there, and I can thank you properly for your good deed.

Oh! What?! Who are you?!

...I see. This old village. What a strange dream, to have led me down here! If you hadn’t found me, I don’t think I would’ve ever woken.

...Geo. Geo. All the world is Geo. No nail can withstand its might...

What do you have there? Why, that’s the key to my storeroom! I thought I’d lost it for good.

Hmm? Did you find it in those old mines perhaps? Very curious. I’ve no idea how it ended up in such a remote place.

Very honest of you to return it to me, yes. Very kind. And now that I can open my old storeroom up, I can sell you some of the rare stock that’s been gathering dust in there.

These items may be a little time-worn, but they still retain their full market value. Very precious stuff! Take a look...

What do you have there? Why, that’s the key to my storeroom! I thought I’d lost it for good.

Hmm? Did you find it in those old mines perhaps? Very curious. I’ve no idea how it ended up in such a remote place.

Very honest of you to return it to me, yes. Very kind. And now that I can open my old storeroom up, I can sell you some of the rare stock that’s been gathering dust in there.

These items may be a little time-worn, but they still retain their full market value. Very precious stuff! Take a look...

Off you go Nailmaster. I’ve nothing more to give you...

Nothing for free at least. I’ll be up briefly and eager take your Geo in trade for my precious wares.

Ah, still looking for something to buy? Is your Geo weighing you down? Unfortunately, you seem to have cleared out everything I’d be willing to part with. Nothing left at all!

I think there might be a few old trinkets down in my storeroom, but I lost the key a while ago.

So, no more business between us I’m afraid! For now at least. Get out of here and let me spend some quality time with all the Geo you’ve gifted me.

Wear it proudly, Nailmaster. You shall be the last to receive its like.

I’ve been hearing about the strangers that have come to town. They’re strange indeed from what’s been told.

What interest does this tired little place hold for them? I’m thinking you may know the answer to that.

None of my business of course, but I’d be wary of their deals and promises. Keep your nail half-drawn, if you understand me.

Another bug’s arrived. And quite a racket he’s making in the square. Worse, he’s not a Geo to his name! Only that blasted, squealing instrument.

Why is it always the poor that decide to stay?

Point your nail at the thing you seek!

Great Nailsage

Dreams of glory...

Remember... you are brothers...

Sly