Player: hi / hello
Morax: Chrzzz…. tea… hm? Oh – hello…
Player: job
Morax: <mumble> …zzz walk back…the <mumble> catalogue …
Player: name
Morax: …Morax. …zzz …Astrolabius.
Player: morax
Morax: <mumble> Me, yes? Yes.
Player: mission / quest / task
Morax: Yes… zzz tea…<mumble> the terror… the ancient <mumble>… the waters…
Player: tea
Morax: A cup… of strong tea…
Player: cup
Morax: Found one, ages ago… drank it. Ah, so good… <sigh> lost it…
Player: terror
Morax: You have killed… <mumble> terror?
Player: killed
Morax: Must… sleep… Kill… the terror sleep… Yes?
Player: no
Morax: Oh no… no… must not sleep. <mumble>
Player: ancient / dream
Morax: You were there… the dreams you found, give them to me.
Player: give
Morax: Too small an amount. We require …more, brother.
Player: water
Morax: The waters of the city <mumble> polluted, cut off… you must pull the levers… transform the guardians…
Player: levers
Morax: The three wheels for the central underground flows are blocked… Off the main pool they go. …
Morax: The levers are nearby, but guarded by the stair labyrinth… Sections are cut off from one another…. infested with beasts, now.
Player: water
Morax: The waters of the city <mumble> polluted, cut off… you must pull the levers… transform the guardians…
Player: guardians
Morax: Used to ward off pests… Now, without masters… grown wild, feral… multiplied… Waters soiled… …
Morax: Guardian shiversleeps must be transformed back. But many others there now… dangerous.
Player: roshamuul / city
Morax: The Heart of Midnight… <mumble> so beautiful… dream.
Player: shiversleeps
Morax: Zzz… Weak… cannot control their brethren. <mumble>
Player: horror
Morax: Hungry… everdying… souls…<sigh>
Player: Sandomo / inquisition / tibia
Morax: Who…?
Player: leaves
Morax: A bowl… green <mumble> wonderful taste. …zzz…
Player: bed
Morax: Temple… bed… a voice…path…
Player: nightmare
Morax: I cannot escape them.
Player: pendulum
Morax: You lost …the pendulum? Ah… but you hold it. Right there. It does that, yes. Go now.
Player: solace
Morax: Ah… if only they knew. Zzzz. …quite versatile… chrzzz… forgotten knowledge… bsss.
Player: Essence of Wishful Thinking
Morax: Purest essence… very powerful… addictive… steers thoughts and enslaves …
Morax: <mumble> … used in the great war to deflect… <mumble> … our doom… <sigh>
Player: Essence of Dread
Morax: Gist of dark dreams… used <mumble> interrogation of test subjects <mumble> strong hallucinations <mumble> poison.
Player: bye
Morax: Bye, yes… chrrr.. Good… bye. …zzz