Edala: Ashari, <Jogador>. How... nice to see a human taking interest in a beautiful art such as music.
<Jogador>: Hi. (segundo dia)
Edala: Ashari, <Jogador>... that sound was.. interesting.
<Jogador>: Hi. (terceiro dia)
Edala: Ashari, <Jogador>. You've made some... progress playing the lyre, haven't you..? I want to believe you have.
<Jogador>: Hi. (quarto dia)
Edala: <Jogador>. My regular visitor. I certainly... appreciate your efforts to entertain me, but let me assure you, I'm quite comfortable up here by myself. Alone. In silence.
<Jogador>: Hi. (quinto dia)
Edala: Ashari, <Jogador>. I'm starting to feel a little sorry... for your lyre. Being forced to produce such noise must be a tragic fate.
<Jogador>: Hi. (sexto dia)
Edala: <Jogador>! You're driving me insane! I beg you, take your lyre away from this sacred and peaceful place.
<Jogador>: Hi. (sétimo dia)
Edala: AAAARGH! <Jogador>! My ears! I'd prefer listening to drunken dwarves rambling all day to the sound of your lyre! Please, at least get it tuned. Here, you can have this elvish diapason.
This item has magical abilities. We elves use it to tune our instruments so they create the most silvery, delicate song. It might have other uses, but I wouldn't know about that.