Player: hi Costello: Welcome, Player! Feel free to tell me what brings you here. Player: name Costello: My name is Costello. Player: job Costello: I’m the abbot of the White Raven Monastery on the Isle of the Kings. Player: Isle Costello: We founded our monastery to guard the royal tombs and to gather wisdom and knowledge. Player: wisdom Costello: You may enter the library upstairs. Don’t go any further upstairs, though, as this area is reserved for members of our order. Player: tibia Costello: That’s the name of our world and its major continent. Player: god Costello: They created Tibia and all life on it. Player: life Costello: There are many different life forms in our world: plants, citizens, and monsters. Player: plant Costello: Just walk around, you’ll see grass, trees, bushes and beautiful flowers. Player: white raven Costello: The legend tells us of a white raven which led the ship of the first monk of our order here. He discovered this isle and the caves beneath it. Player: order Costello: We founded our monastery to guard the royal tombs and to gather wisdom and knowledge. Player: caves Costello: Anselm, the first monk of our order, discovered them while looking for a suitable burial place for his king. Player: Anselm Costello: He was a humble and pious man, and he was chosen by the royal family of Thais to find a resting place for their dead. Player: king Costello: The deceased leaders of the Thaian empire rest beneath this monastery in tombs and crypts. Player: knowledge Costello: You may enter the library upstairs. Don’t go any further upstairs, though, as this area is reserved for members of our order. Player: passage Costello: I was informed you have won the trust of the fisher Windtrouser so your passage should be granted. Player: ferumbras Costello: Don’t mention this servant of evil here. Player: excalibug Costello: Sadly we have only little knowledge about this topic. Player: news Costello: Sorry, we rarely hear anything new here. Player: monster Costello: There are really too many of them in Tibia. But who are we to question the wisdom of the gods? Player: diary Costello: Thank you again for handing me that diary. Player: heal Costello: You aren’t looking that bad. Sorry, I can’t help you Player: holy water Costello: The holy water from our monastery is very special but no one knows why. Once their was a man who burnt himself by touching it. Later it turned out that he had killed several people Player: bye / farewell Costello: Good bye, Player!