Hopefully, we can resolve that with the rehearsal. I'll see you out there.

Fine, but just let me practice my lines until you actually need me to be out there, okay?

I'll meet you there. Break a leg.

Are you ready to head on stage?

We're really going to indulge another one of Mederyl's hysterical bouts like this? Hmph. I suppose I at least get to be on stage for a bit this way. Well, are you ready to start the rehearsal?

Not anymore. After the show has been run, though, I might take a break from the stage for a while.

Hah. It's not the performance I'm nervous about now.

I didn't have one. I had a fear of ghosts. It'll be a few days before I have my confidence back.

I didn't have one. I had a fear of ghosts.

I'm still a little afraid of what might happen when I get back on stage, to be honest. But I've done the best I could to make up for my mistakes.

That fear is clearly justified, %PCClass. If you want me to go back to the theater, bring Darathes' remains to the Temple.

I don't care what Balis or anyone else says. They've tried to convince me themselves, and they've tried with you, but that ghostly figure has to go if they want me back at the theater.

Balis Indoran sent you? Well, you can let him know that I'm NEVER going back to that theater! I swear by whatever gods you pray to, there was some ghostly figure that appeared on stage during that rehearsal, and it nearly killed me! Or it looked like it was about to try something nasty, so I ran out of the place. But I'm not crazy! It just seemed like no one else was able to see what I saw. Anyway, you can tell Balis that I'm not coming back. Unless they can manage to get rid of that ghost. There.

I'm not talking about... that. Not with you.

It seems that he should've been afraid of a murderous outlander like yourself instead.

I suppose it makes sense that he was afraid now. I wonder how he'll adjust to his secret being out.

That's behind us. Hopefully, there won't be any more production-halting disasters from here on out.

You KILLED Mederyl? By the holy Tribunal, why? I sent you to check on him, and try to convince him to come back to the theater. No murder was involved anywhere in the directions! Just get out of here, and be glad I haven't called the guards on you already.

You've cured it, and done much more than I ever would have asked for. We ought to invite you to the opening night at this point -- The Wealth of Wayrest wouldn't be able to premiere at all without your assistance. Here's your reward, and I think you should take this amulet too. You didn't do a bad job playing Eadwyre, so you certainly deserve something extra. It might help if you want to act more skillfully in future.

You've cured it, and done much more than I ever would have asked for. We ought to invite you to the opening night at this point -- The Wealth of Wayrest wouldn't be able to premiere at all without your assistance. Take this payment, and my thanks.

You've cured it, and done much more than I ever would have asked for. Maybe we ought to invite you to the opening night, after all you've done for the production. Or maybe not, after that rehearsal. No offense meant. But you still have my sincere thanks. Here's your reward.

He still looks awfully nervous, if I'm being honest. As if he's expecting someone.

You've cured it. Mederyl's back now -- for better or for worse, eh? Thank you for helping, though. The Wealth of Wayrest wouldn't be able to premiere as scheduled without your assistance. Here's your reward, and feel free to stop by another rehearsal if you'd like. Take this amulet too. You didn't do a bad job playing Eadwyre, so I figured you deserved a little something extra. It might help if you want to be an actor yourself, one day.

You've cured it. Mederyl's back now -- for better or for worse, eh? Thank you for helping, though. The Wealth of Wayrest wouldn't be able to premiere as scheduled without your assistance. Here's your reward, and feel free to stop by another rehearsal if you'd like. You might also buy some tickets for the actual performance with it!

You've cured it. Mederyl's back now -- for better or for worse, eh? Thank you for helping, though. The Wealth of Wayrest wouldn't be able to premiere as scheduled without your assistance. Here's your reward. You might not want to attend any more of our rehearsals, though. It could put a damper on the mood. No offense meant.

That hopefully shouldn't be a problem anymore, if you can just go back to Mederyl and tell him that he's not going to be attacked by any ghosts.

You're not averse to the stage yourself, right? Don't worry. You should try to memorize your lines to help the other actors, obviously, but no one will mind if your delivery is poor. This rehearsal is more about Mederyl than anyone else. I'm sure he'd love it.

Mederyl thinks he saw a ghostly figure and won't come back? Well, that's frustrating. But it's more than the other actors could get out of him. Hm. Actually, that gives me an idea. Seeing as you're already here, and that Mederyl seems to trust you a little, you could take his place while we run a rehearsal. We'll prove that there are no spirits lingering about. Here, take this copy of the script. Memorize King Eadwyre's lines for Scene IV, and bring Tatius Quettius on from backstage once you're ready.

Go to the Purple Lantern and check on Mederyl. Maybe he'll have calmed down enough to get back to rehearsing by now.

You and the rest of us.

Well, thank you for the offer, %PCClass. I've already been delegated too much of this production's work, so I'll gladly pass some on if you're willing to help. Just go and talk to Mederyl. He's staying at the Purple Lantern right now. Get him to come back here if you can, or at least find out why he ran off. Oh, and you'll want this spare key to his room. I keep it on hand for situations like this.

That's what our lead actor, Mederyl Llendules, used to have. But I got word that he died recently. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you?

I told you the story: Mederyl Llendules ran out of the theater for no apparent reason, and locked himself in his room at an inn. He still hasn't come back.

Mederyl Llendules, the great King Eadwyre of Wayrest, just ran out of one of our rehearsals recently, with no warning or explanation. He's always been something of a temperamental person -- that's what us actors are paid to be, I suppose -- but he's outright locked himself in his room at an inn this time, and refused to come back to the theater for anyone or anything. I'm getting worried about him, not to mention the state of the production if he doesn't come back.

That's why the production was sadly delayed, yes. And that delay is now a permanent one.

That's why the production was sadly delayed, yes. But you resolved it. You have my thanks, along with that of the cast.

I've been told that's why the production is sadly delayed, yes.

It's a little too soon to be bringing up that incident again.

Mederyl is back to his old self again. Now the only thing he's afraid of is a bad review.

It's a recent affliction, I'm afraid, affecting the most critical player in this production. It sure doesn't sound like Mederyl, though; he's a seasoned professional.