"Oh hey, you're awake! Were you aware that you are being targeted by a largely incompetent group of ninja skeletal assassins? My name's Kirae!"
Talk to the patient! Find out why skeletons want to kill her.
Kirae, "Oh hey, you're awake! Were you aware that you are being targeted by a la-"
Kirae, "Gaaaaaa-a-a-a-a-a-ah!"
Surly, "You see this bitch hips? This is my assistant, my pride and joy here. I just came back from almost having this here get shot to death by a pack of very oddly incompetent skeletal assassins and am not very happy that
mine almost got slapped to death with bullets. Now, you'd better tell me just
what is going on before I smack you over the head with my assistant here."
Patient, "Assassins? I... right... it seems you've saved my life twice today, so I'd better tell you the whole story. Err... can you stop shaking your friend there?"
"Those assassins were likely sent by none other than the one that's been hunting me all this time... maybe it was good luck that I called in that emergency number after all. The one that sent them here... I'm sure it was Vorn... I... um... Vorn is one of the leading members of the Tel Tirgress Council... very likely to be one of the most influential in all of Tel Tirgress. He's a monster... and all he cares about is making sure he remains in power, regardless of what happens to those below him. I guess... for this to make sense I'll have to go back, far back, to the very beginning..."
"Tel Tirgress has always been the bastion of keeping the culture and the lifestyle of the ancient elves alive, no matter the cost. The elves were extraordinary and did things with technology that we can only dream of now, cities so grand and majestic that they would fly through the sky, pumps that would filter millions of gallons of ocean water a day, catacombs so deep that they would pierce into the very heart of the planet itself."
"Most of what we know about the Elves came from the Syrgazin, their servitors. Creatures that handled the menial labor, entertained the populace, and kept the cities of the world running. At the beginning of our time, it was Vorn and the others that helped create Tel Tirgress and lift it from the ashes of the ruins. Most of the constructs left behind their old masters that had long died and began to create societies of their own. Vorn was... different... he couldn't accept that the elves were gone, were
changed."
"Not even the constructs knew what exactly happened... It was as if years of their society was burned from history. The things that replaced the elves, they called them Echoes. Creatures that were neither alive nor dead but... void. Facsimiles of life that continue to plague every corner of Tiirn with their brutish aggressiveness. It was through these creatures that we began the great project."
"Under Vorn, we wouldn't just keep the tradition alive, but we would bring the Elves back from extinction itself."
"But the tests began to become more and more dangerous. Human subjects were introduced and it became a convenient way for Vorn to eliminate any resistance under the guise of progress."
"So I stole all the data on the project and ran when night fell. The last thing I remember is arriving at the dock and getting into a car..."
Craft a backpack
During that really long bout of exposition that she just spout, you craft up a backpack out of the remains of the skeleton mercenary rags. You were raised by dwarves, so crafting complicated things is like second nature at this point. That and hauling.
Hrush, "My name is Hrush by the way. You've already done so much for me... but I need to get to some friends I have in the city. You know... they could probably use a couple of doctors like you, I would pay very highly..."