Player: hi
Soilance: Hi, Player. I assume you are here for a good old trade.
Player: trade
Soilance: Of course, take a look at the great food I sell.
Player: rotworm
Soilance: They are .. uhm just there to get rid of the garbage. Don't pay them any attention.
Player: meat
Soilance: I .. import that meat from several sources which I cannot reveal for the safety of my small profit.
Player: yalahar
Soilance: The city has some severe problems. Thanks to me the supply of meat is a smaller problem, though.
Player: yalahari
Soilance: I haven't even seen one in my life.
Player: palimuth
Soilance: He should care more about the city instead of harassing innocent traders like me.
Player: food
Soilance: I offer ham or meat. If you'd like to see my offers, ask me for a trade.
Player: alchemist quarter
Soilance: They shouldn't allow anyone to go there at all. If they do, they risk the spreading of the plague in the rest of the city.
Player: trade quarter
Soilance: I have an agreement with Mr. West which provides that I supply his people with meat.
Player: sunken quarter
Soilance: They used to fish there a lot, but fish seems to become quite rare lately. Luckily, I provide the city with delicious meat!
Player: magician quarter
Soilance: I heard nothing good about this quarter.
Player: foreign quarter
Soilance: Those barbaric monsters have no taste at all.
Player: trade quarter
Soilance: I have an agreement with Mr. West which provides that I supply his people with meat.
Player: ware / buy / sell / offer / stuff / goods
Soilance: I offer ham or meat. If you'd like to see my offers, ask me for a trade.
Player: vampire
Soilance: They are rather scary. I wish those attacks would stop.
Player: arena quarter
Soilance: The creatures in the arena are lean and their meat tastes stale. Nothing like the meat I'm selling!
Player: blood crystal
Soilance: No, haven't heard about that.
Player: cookies
Soilance: No, I don't sell cookies. And I don't want to buy any either. This is a MEAT store!
Player: factory quarter
Soilance: The people there are way too poor to buy anything, so they better stay away from my store.
Player: job
Soilance: I supply this part of the city with meat.
Player: farewell / bye
Soilance: You'll come back when you are hungry enough.