Dhal is a thin, lanky man in his early thirties. His face, which has distinctly feminine features, is painted white with dark rings around the eyes and mouth. His hair has been pulled in all directions and he reeks of tobacco and herbs. He claims that he can speak with spirits.
If asked for assistance, Dhal gives the Warrior some Rad-X. He also mentions that there is some RadAway in the trunk inside his hut, should a squad member suffer from radiation poisoning. If the Warrior succeeded and village remains safe, Dhal recites a prophecy that, one day, "The future of this land can ride on your decisions, or you may let another decide. He is your brother, but he will be reborn." This prophecy alludes to General Simon Barnaky and the game's final mission.
"I am Dhal, Spirit Seeker of the Whachutu tribe. I sense you wish to enter the caves. Listen to me then. Our small village has lived in isolation since the day of fire. Life was hard, but we remain true to our gods by not marrying outside the village. We must keep our bodies as pure as our faith. But the evil spirits have been hungry for our souls. Since the home of these spirits lies between life and death, their aura will poison your very life force. Any Whachutu who ventured there, returned with vomit fever. If you are to go there, you must carry these blessed pebbles. The vomit fever cannot affect those of my people who have swallowed the pebbles. Here, take these. I blessed them with my own magic. I am Dhal, Spirit Seeker of Whachutu. I have spoken."
"I sense you are curious about the vomit fever. Listen to me then. The vomit fever is sometimes fatal. It brings vomit and burning heads to people. Skin becomes like dry ground, tongue swollen like stubbed toe. Red ground of teeth weeps blood. It is an evil spell cast by vengeful spirits. The ancients had a cure for this curse, and I have sought it out. It is in the trunk inside my hut. But I do not know how to use it. Eating it only made pain in stomach and run to middens. Smoking it only made bad smell. You are welcome to take some if you like. I am Dhal, Spirit Seeker of Whachutu. I shall watch over you."
"The wind tells me that you are successful in your quest. The evil spirits fear you might be a warrior of destiny, but it is your aura that sets you apart. I sense that the future of this land can ride on your decisions or, you may let another decide. He is your brother, but he will be reborn. That's all the dead will tell me. I am Dhal, Spirit Seeker of Whachutu. I have spoken."
"You think the fault yours warrior? You think it was your action that tore tribal flesh from bone? You are a pawn of Destiny, a puppet of Fate. The spirits are the strings that move your body. The future of this land will be tempered in sacrifice. It might be Brotherhood, it might be your yet unseen enemy, it might be the child of the union between the two. That is all I can tell you. I am Dhal, Spirit Seeker of Whachutu. I have spoken."