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if is_quest_accepted
	Wren: *Wren glances up from organizing her research materials.* [#end]
		Magnus Fairwinshall operates out of Prosperity - usually near the market district. Ask around if you can't find him directly.
		And be careful. Prosperity isn't as... friendly as Aniid Kin.
else
	Wren: *She examines the journal you brought her, carefully turning the pages.*
		This is definitely what I was looking for. Pre-war research notes, technical diagrams of CELLs...
		*She traces one of the diagrams with her finger.*
		But the text looks Cyrillic. I can't read it.
	Wren: *She looks up, frustrated.*
		I've been asking around while you were out in the field. Most people in the region don't read anything beyond basic English, let alone pre-war languages.
		*She sets the journal down carefully.*
		But I got a lead. There's someone in Prosperity - Magnus Fairwinshall. Information broker, trader, the kind of person who knows people who know things.
	Wren: Word is, he has connections to translators. Or maybe knows someone who kept pre-war language skills alive.
		*She wraps the journal carefully.*
		Could you take this to him? See if he can help?
		*She pauses.*
		Prosperity is... different from here. More commercial. Everything has a price. Be ready for that.
	Wren: [#quest_info=d46c8c7e-ce14-49af-9876-caddbcf6ac45]
	if is_quest_accepted:
		Wren: [quest: accepted] [#end]
			Thank you. Be careful on the road.
	else:
		Wren: [quest: declined] [#end]
			Let me know if you change your mind. This journal could be the key to everything.
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Magnus: *A well-dressed man in his mid-forties sits at a desk in a private office off the main market floor. His neat beard and calculating eyes give him the appearance of someone who measures every word before speaking.*

if is_quest_accepted and are_quest_requirements_met
	Magnus: *He looks up as you enter, already assessing you.*
		You're not from Prosperity. Let me guess - Institute business?
	- Wren Harper sent me. I need a journal translated
	Magnus: *His expression shifts to mild interest.*
		Ah. Harper's mystery journal. I'd heard she was looking for translation services.
		*He extends his hand.*
		Magnus Fairwinshall. May I see it?
	- *Hand him the journal*
	Magnus: *He examines it carefully, turning pages, studying the text and diagrams.* [#complete_quest]
		Cyrillic... Pre-war scientific notation. Technical vocabulary.
		*He looks up.*
		Yes, I can arrange translation. I know someone with the necessary expertise.
	Magnus: *He sets the journal on his desk, his fingers drumming once on the cover.*
		Such knowledge is very expensive, of course. Specialized skills, rare languages, sensitive material...
		*A calculating pause.*
		But I like you. Or rather, I like your kind - new to the region, trying to establish yourself, working for people who matter.
	Magnus: *He leans back in his chair.*
		So here's what we'll do. Instead of charging you caps you probably don't have, I'll ask for a favor.
		*His smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.*
	- I'm listening
		Magnus: Here we go... [#load_quest=da53cb5f-c784-4e4e-a435-d450505947bd]
elif is_quest_accepted
	Magnus: *He's absorbed in a ledger, moving small colored markers across a map of the region.* [#end]
		*After a moment, he looks up with practiced courtesy.*
		Welcome to Prosperity. If you need something, come back when I'm less occupied.
		*He returns his attention to the map.*
		(You need to have a journal in your inventory)
else
	Magnus: *He's absorbed in a ledger, moving small colored markers across a map of the region. Trade routes, perhaps, or information networks.* [#end]
		*After a long moment, he seems to sense your presence and looks up with practiced courtesy.*
		Welcome to Prosperity. If you're here for trade negotiations, you'll need to speak with the market coordinator.
		*He returns his attention to the map.*
		If it's something else, you'll have to come back when I'm less occupied. 
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