After defeating the Sand Grundo, we went through the portal and found ourselves on Level 2 of Tower on the Hill.

This is what I have to do:
1. Go down to level 1 and find the exit to the ...
2. Go to the Seaside.
3. Sleep at the Inn, stock up on my potions and armour and buy 1 weapon for Rohane.
4. Train till Level 16/17.
5. Go to Meridell Castle.
6. Fight Ramtor.
7. He will run away.
8. Talk to Guard Thyet at the exit for a free rest.
9. Trek northwest and find Ramtor's Retreat.
10. Go up to 2nd floor while training till Level 20.
11. Fight Ramtor for the last time
12. End of Chapter 1.


In the Village of Seaside:

Go talk to Uthyni first. After talking to him, you will get discount from Uthare. I didn't do it first. So I didn't get any discount. Look at the price difference. Sigh...

Uthyni says: "Yar, what do ye want? I be fishin' here!"

You say: "What can you tell me about this town?"

Uthyni says: "Ahoy, ye be wantin' to know about the town? Then go talk to Berig... his house be just to the west. He be fascinated by numbers and statistics, although I do be findin' that very unbecoming of piratical folk. Yar."

You say: "What do you know about the troubles at the castle?"

Uthyni says: "Avast, ye be wantin' ta talk to Delkon if ye haven't already. I know little compared to he. Although..."

You say: "Yes?"

Uthyni says: "Arr, well, ye see, I heard a rumor, but Delkon wouldn't believe it. The rumor said that the usurper, Ramtor, was going to..." He looks around surreptitiously, as if afraid that someone will overhear. "Yar. It says that Ramtor was going to ban the sale of fish! Yar! Can ye believe it? How can we be makin' a livin' if he be banning our main export?"

You say: "I'm sorry to hear that. I'll see what I can do about him."

Uthyni says: "Avast, be that true? Arrr! I be cheerin' ye on in yer adventure, then. Ahoy, tell that scurvy brother of mine, Uthare, that ye be havin' me personal recommendation. He'll be givin' ya a discount at his shop fer that. Yar."

Uthare says: "Yar! Ye be lookin' fer a brace o' potions, matey? Well then I be yer man! I be havin' the greatest lot o' potions this side o' the ocean! There's nary a landlubber who'd turn me down, let alone any honest seafarin' folk, matey."

You say: "Tell me about this town."

Uthare says: "Avast, this be a lovely place ta live, if I do say so myself. Plenty o' fresh sea air, more sticks than you kin shake a fish at, and neighbors who'll leave ye ta yer business, if ye be catchin' me drift. Although, lately, there be many strange folk passin' through the area. Probably something ta do with the troubles down 'round the castle way. Arrr."

You say: "What troubles?"

Uthare says: "Ay, well, there's the rub. Ye probably should be talkin' ta Delkon, just ta the south, in his house. He be knowin' more about that than me, I wager. Yar."

Berig says: "Ahoy! Ye be a scurvy scalawag if I've ever seen one. What be ye wantin'? A night in me quaint, rustic bed and breakfast? The fee be 125 pieces o' gold... I know it be soundin' high, but there been at least a twenty-two percent drop in tourism in recent weeks. Avast."

You say: "What can you tell me about this town?"

Berig says: "Yar, well, this be the tranquil seaside hamlet of Seaside. Our main imports be grain and iron; our main exports be fish and wood. We be the third most populous town in Meridell, although we be havin' the lowest average family size. Would ye like to know more?"

You say: "Uh... sure."

Berig says: "Avast, I can tell by the look in yer eyes that ye just be humorin' me. Well, not everyone can be as interested in statistics as I be. Well, shove off, ye scurvy... whatever ye are! Or rather... Arrr!" Berig makes vaguely threatening gestures at you.

You say: "What do you know about the troubles at the castle?"

Berig says: "Yar, ye talked to Delkon yet? He be knowin' the most about them things. Though they be affectin' us all. Why, before the troubles began, Seaside had the second lowest crime rate of any town in Meridell, but now we be hovering somewhere around number three or four." He pauses. "Arrr."

You say: "I'd like to rent a room for the night." (125gp)

Berig says: "Aye, well, ye kin take the room on the right, as that be the guest room. Yar."

You rest for the night, and wake up refreshed and healthy.

Gallar says: "Yar! Avast! Ahoy! Ye scurvy dog! Landlubber!" He pauses in thought, and adds, "Ye beardless pile of krawk droppings!" He nods, satisfied, and goes back to fishing.

Delkon says: "Yar! Welcome to our little town o' Seaside, where ye can find the freshest fish on this side o' Meridell. I be a fisherman, meself, though mostly I fish fer the relaxation aspect. Ahoy, ye scurvy dog."

Enlea says: "I've been very worried, I been, with all the trouble comin' out the castle down south. I do hope someone can straighten it all out."