Tree
Tree#t1-1::Tree
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You crouch down
under the tree and
begin digging into
the ground.
...
......
.........
Unfortunately,
you weren't able
to find anything.
You have found a journal
among some other articles
that have been buried by Kain.
You open the journal and begin
to read what's written inside.
That was the last page of the journal. You picked it up so that you can bring it over to Tarsha.
You open
the journal
and begin to read...
<Date : OX OX>
I'm sooo happy
to be with Kain.
He's such an honest,
sincere man, even if
he is quiet sometimes.
Although he's a very
good husband to me,
I'm not so good at being
a housewife. But I'll do
my very best for us both.
I fell asleep while
fixing dinner and burned
all the food. How can I be
so careless? But Kain ate
every bite, even if he had
to pretend that he liked it.
Kain and I will be having
a child soon! I'm so happy,
but I'm also a little worried
sometimes. Kain is all smiles
though, and he gives me relief.
More people have been
leaving the mines to work
for the new factories, many
of them Kain's friends. I think
Kain's pride was pretty hurt.
I wonder how I can help him?
Kain and I are now the
proud parents of a beautiful
baby girl. We named her Tarsha
and she has her father's eyes.
I'm going to be the best mother
that I can possibly be for her.
Tarsha called me
''Mommy'' for the first
time! It's a miracle!
I want nothing else in
the world but for her to
be happy and healthy.
Kain got into an accident
at the mine. While they were
digging ores, toxic gas was
released somehow. It wasn't
lethal, but Kain's arm has
been partly paralyzed...
When the doctor said that
it may even affect his memories
later, he became so depressed.
I tried to make him feel better
by making his favorite soup.
He smiled, but I could tell...
I could tell he's
not alright with this.
I hope he feels better
soon. His despair is
at least as great as his
passion for his job.
Kain's drinking is
getting worse. He comes
home too often screaming
and yelling. There's too
much anger in him and he's
not the same anymore...
Tarsha got her hand
scalded from boiling
water while playing in
the kitchen. Although she
was treated, she'll always
have that burn mark.
After we got home from
the doctor's, Tarsha laughed
and played with her doll as if
nothing ever happened. But for
some reason, I couldn't stop
myself from crying...
Kain comes home less
nowadays. I've had to
start working in the store
after we spent all of our
savings. It's tough working
and taking care of the family.
Still, it's all worth
it to see Tarsha's smile.
But I can never stop worrying
about my poor, dear Kain...
Everyday, I feel weaker
and weaker, as if I die
just a little more each day.
I wanted to tell Kain about
what the doctor said, but he's
not ready for this news yet...
Lately, Tarsha cries
a lot. My poor baby loves
her father, but he's always
so distant. But sometimes,
I see him sadly smile for
Tarsha, if only for a moment.
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- Map
- einbech
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- 45
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- 113
- Npc Name
- Tree#t1-1::Tree
- Sprite
- HIDDEN_NPC
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- script
- Source Line
- 1205
- Dialogue
- You crouch downunder the tree andbegin digging intothe ground...................Unfortunately,you weren't ableto find anything.You have found a journalamong some other articlesthat have been buried by Kain.You open the journal and beginto read what's written inside.That was the last page of the journal. You picked it up so that you can bring it over to Tarsha.You openthe journaland begin to read...<Date : OX OX>I'm sooo happyto be with Kain.He's such an honest,sincere man, even ifhe is quiet sometimes.Although he's a verygood husband to me,I'm not so good at beinga housewife. But I'll domy very best for us both.I fell asleep whilefixing dinner and burnedall the food. How can I beso careless? But Kain ateevery bite, even if he hadto pretend that he liked it.Kain and I will be havinga child soon! I'm so happy,but I'm also a little worriedsometimes. Kain is all smilesthough, and he gives me relief.More people have beenleaving the mines to workfor the new factories, manyof them Kain's friends. I thinkKain's pride was pretty hurt.I wonder how I can help him?Kain and I are now theproud parents of a beautifulbaby girl. We named her Tarshaand she has her father's eyes.I'm going to be the best motherthat I can possibly be for her.Tarsha called me''Mommy'' for the firsttime! It's a miracle!I want nothing else inthe world but for her tobe happy and healthy.Kain got into an accidentat the mine. While they weredigging ores, toxic gas wasreleased somehow. It wasn'tlethal, but Kain's arm hasbeen partly paralyzed...When the doctor said thatit may even affect his memorieslater, he became so depressed.I tried to make him feel betterby making his favorite soup.He smiled, but I could tell...I could tell he'snot alright with this.I hope he feels bettersoon. His despair isat least as great as hispassion for his job.Kain's drinking isgetting worse. He comeshome too often screamingand yelling. There's toomuch anger in him and he'snot the same anymore...Tarsha got her handscalded from boilingwater while playing inthe kitchen. Although shewas treated, she'll alwayshave that burn mark.After we got home fromthe doctor's, Tarsha laughedand played with her doll as ifnothing ever happened. But forsome reason, I couldn't stopmyself from crying...Kain comes home lessnowadays. I've had tostart working in the storeafter we spent all of oursavings. It's tough workingand taking care of the family.Still, it's all worthit to see Tarsha's smile.But I can never stop worryingabout my poor, dear Kain...Everyday, I feel weakerand weaker, as if I diejust a little more each day.I wanted to tell Kain aboutwhat the doctor said, but he'snot ready for this news yet...Lately, Tarsha criesa lot. My poor baby lovesher father, but he's alwaysso distant. But sometimes,I see him sadly smile forTarsha, if only for a moment.
