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  • Keymaster
    Member since: August 11, 2020

    Player: hi / hello
    Muhad: Welcome back, my friend Player. What brings you here?
    Player: ankrahmun
    Muhad: We will fight that city until we get back what belongs to us.
    Player: arena
    Muhad: We don’t fight ourselves. The young sons have to struggle with a rotworm barehanded to prove their spirit of the desert. In fact nobody will get harmed in that test. If the child is too weak, we interfere – also the worm does never get killed.
    Player: arito
    Muhad: I don’t know how something like this could ever be possible. He met a girl from Ankrahmun and she must have twisted his head. Arito started to tell stories about the Pharaoh and about Ankrahmun. …
    Muhad: In the wink of an eye he left us and was never seen again. I think he feared revenge for leaving us – which partially was not without reason. Now that I talked to my people, he should be safe.
    Player: army
    Muhad: Our army is small but strong. If anybody wants to harm us, we will stand and fight until we win or the last true son enters Daraman’s realm.
    Player: buy / offer
    Muhad: We have nothing that would be of value for you.
    Player: city / carlin / thais
    Muhad: I would go crazy living in a cage like that.
    Player: darama
    Muhad: This is our home – the land of the desert.
    Player: darashia
    Muhad: We avoid these places you call cities.
    Player: excalibug
    Muhad: Is that a weapon? We only use scimitars.
    Player: ferumbras
    Muhad: I am surprised you know about him! There is an old story that is told from generation to generation in order to prepare us for the hardest challenge the true sons have to face. I hope it will never happen.
    Player: food
    Muhad: The sea is west of here. Go fishing if you are hungry.
    Player: job / here
    Muhad: I am the leader of the true sons of Daraman.
    Player: king
    Muhad: If someone claims to be our king, he should come here and tell us personally.
    Player: king tibianus
    Muhad: Never heard of him.
    Player: list
    Muhad: Well, it is not like a ‘death list’ more a list of people we try to convince not to…….er……ahhh, you are right, it is a death list!
    Player: mission / quest / casket
    Muhad: Trying to get the reward twice, huh? I don’t blame you for that but I wouldn’t be in charge here if I were tricked that easily.
    Player: name
    Muhad: My whole name is Muhad ib Lisan al-Gaib. But my people call me simply Muhad.
    Player: news
    Muhad: Well, YOU are the news. The desert had told us about a foreigner who would come.
    Player: pharaoh / arkhothep
    Muhad: We follow our own rules. We don’t need the Pharaoh to tell us what to do.
    Player: rumours
    Muhad: There have been many rumours about YOU in the past few days. The sons of the desert were curious about who you are and why you would come here.
    Player: temple
    Muhad: We don’t need a special place to pray. You can see Daraman’s work everywhere in the desert. It reminds us to thank him for everything he has done.
    Player: tibia
    Muhad: We have no interest in other regions. Our land is Darama – the desert.
    Player: time
    Muhad: Time is of no importance for us.
    Player: undead / undeath
    Muhad: That is the curse for not following the rules of the desert. No son of the desert has ever come back from the dead.
    Player: women / children
    Muhad: You have only seen the surface of our realm. The womenfolk and our children are at a safe place. Don’t worry about them.
    Player: bye
    Muhad: Please use the back entrance so you don’t get in trouble with my people.
    Player: farewell
    Muhad: May Daraman be with you on your travels.

    • This topic was modified 1 month ago by Mogh.
    • This topic was modified 1 month ago by Mogh.
    • This topic was modified 1 month ago by Mogh.
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