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Balgor is a dwarven resident of Rivington who is skeptical of the complaints about the treatment of their letters at the Sword Coast Couriers during Act Three.

Do me a favour? Box my ears in. I can't listen to any more whining about 'missing letters'.
Balgor

Involvement edit

Act Three edit

Balgor can be found outside the Rivington General across from the Open Hand Temple chatting to Randalf Randalf and Sylvie Summerworth Sylvie Summerworth. Sylvie complains that her letters were lost, while Randalf and Balgor attempt to reassure her hopping the problem will resolve itself.

Idle banter edit

  • Sylvie Summerworth
    'To Send and to Serve', they say. Well I say poppycock! I cannot believe they lost my letters.
    • Randalf
      I'm sure your letters will turn up - have patience.
      • Sylvie Summerworth
        This is the third time in the last tenday!
        • Balgor
          Maybe it has something to do with the army about to invade the city.
          • Sylvie Summerworth
            Don't believe everything you read in the broadsheets. That so-called army is probably no more than a pack of goblins and bugbears.
  • Randalf
    What did the postmaster say? Danzo Danzo, isn't it?
    • Sylvie Summerworth
      He muttered a bunch of excuses, but I wasn't having it. He has one job - deliver my post. So do it!
      • Balgor
        Actually, the pigeons do the delivering. Why don't you take your complaints to them?
        • Sylvie Summerworth
          You know - that's an excellent idea! I should go straight to the source.
          • Balgor
            Never thought I'd feel sorry for a flock of pigeons.
  • Balgor
    Instead of complaining to me, why don't you find a different delivery service?
    • Sylvie Summerworth
      I checked - it's the Sword Coast Couriers or nothing. Can you believe it?
      • Balgor
        I think that's what they call a monopoly.
        • Sylvie Summerworth
          It's a racket, is what it is.