a crazed miner, Torgiran Mines

"Heltin? Heltin!?!? I knew a Heltin once! he was quite a good looking fellow if I remember correctly! Always very popular with the ladies at the Mermaid's Lure! I wonder what ever became of him. Oh yes, now I remember, he went Batty! Stark raving mad!' He begins to poke Katarin hard in the head presumably to accentuate his friend's madness. Although he rather seems to be enjoying himself as well."

"Mad? Who's mad? You are!? I'm sorry to hear that, if Heltin was here with his lute perhaps he could sing a song to ease your mind! Since he's not at home right now and there's no lute then I guess you'll just have to stay insane! Luckily for you I'm here to keep us all alive though! Come, help me catch a snipe for dinner, I hear they are good eating! You just have to take your helmet off, and bang the back end of it with your hand and they'll fly right in!"

"Thank you my friends, for returning my senses to me. The dark dust of the mines had torn my sanity from me. Luckily my hands remembered the songs my mind had forgotten. Here, take this note to my son Jusean in Qeynos. He'll be able to transcribe a proper song for you from it. I must stay here and attempt to save the other miners from the dark insanity of the mines."

"'Tell Jusean. . .' Suddenly you hear a bowstring snap as an arrow sails through the air and strikes Heltin in the chest. He lies twitching before you for a moment before he stops and lies completely still."

"I have no need for this, ______."