Here is a text log from the recent invasion during my conversations with the Old fisherman which approached me after falling.

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Athl exclaims, "Hello, mother!"
Athl has fallen to a Darshak Seamstress.
Athl says, "Why mother? Why did you come here"
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Athl exclaims, "I'd save you, but I'm afraid I cannot swim!"
The Darshak Priest bows its head and mutters an unholy prayer.
Athl has fallen to an Unstable Stitchling.
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Athl exclaims, "Im dead, you fool!"
Old Fisherman says, "Your mother was looking for you."
Athl says, "Oh my."
Athl says, "She did this to me"
Old Fisherman says, "She wanted me to tell you you're an ungrateful lad."
Athl exclaims, "How dare her! After all the years I put up with her senseless babble!"
Old Fisherman says, "Didn't give a whit that she whelped you."
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Old Fisherman says, "Now you're laying about. Like usual."
An Old Fisherman scoffs.
Athl says, "Hey its not my fault it takes years to get any good! ;)"
Destian asks, "Help with the river?"
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Lorikeet says, "It's a puddle now"
Old Fisherman asks, "Why would I help with it?"
Old Fisherman says, "Please help us kill off the vermine."
Old Fisherman says, "Maybe my crops will actually grow for once."
Lorikeet asks, "Find any fish?"
Destian says, "They'll be good and watered now."
Lorikeet ponders, "I wonder if vermin eat fish"
An old fisherman grumbles.
Athl says, "Where are the vermine? I don't see any.."
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Old Fisherman says, "I didn't see how the pirates dug the channel."
Athl ponders, "I think he's lost it."
Destian says, "We didn't either."
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Athl asks, "How can we assist, strangely repetitive old man?"
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Old Fisherman says, "I'm glad my son isn't as ungrateful as you."
Old Fisherman says, "Please help us kill off the vermine."
Athl ponders, "I doubt he has children.."
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Destian asks, "What's your son's name?"
Old Fisherman exclaims, "Please, help!"
Old Fisherman says, "Get out."
Athl asks, "But I thought we were getting along so well?"