Player: hi
Grodrik: Leave me in peace. I don't want to chat with humans. Got my own worries and problems.
Player: beer
Grodrik: One of the things you can't have enough of.
Player: beer
Player: dating
Grodrik: Do I look that desperate? Stop breathing my air.
Player: dwarf
Grodrik: Yes! To the honour and strength of the dwarfs!
Player: Eclesius
Grodrik: I've never heard that name.
Player: elf
Grodrik: Yuck.
Player: job
Grodrik: I'm a smith - surprise. But dwarven smiths are so common that it's hard to find a good position nowadays.
Player: kazordoon
Grodrik: There aren't enough women here, if you ask me. Particularly, not enough of the kind who are interested in me.
Player: love
Grodrik:
Player: mission
Grodrik: Huh? What do I look like, a babysitter? Find your own missions, I don't have one for you.
Player: name
Grodrik:: I'm Grodrik Hammertoe, son of Grimbul Hammertoe.
Player: woman
Grodrik:
Player: bye
Grodrik: Yeah, bye.
Player: worries / problem
Grodrik: My current problem is that my beer is empty. Got a mug of beer for me?
Player: no
Grodrik: Spare me your do-gooding speech on 'beer is bad' yadayada or I'll get angry. Sometimes a man needs his beer.