Player: hi / hello Reed: Hello. Unless you have official business here or want to pass the gate, please move on. Player: alchemist quarter Reed: If you stick your nose into that quarter, you will catch the disease and carry it with you for the rest of your life. I’m sure of that. Player: arena quarter Reed: My little son was attacked by a mutated tiger in this quarter. He changed in a horrible way afterwards and I don’t want to talk about it. Player: augur Reed: <whispers> I’m actually not allowed to talk about my superiors, but… something is fishy about them, too. Player: cemetery quarter Reed: Nothing holy is coming out of this… strange church. At night the living dead come to me and cling to the iron bars. One day they will probably get me. Player: factory quarter Reed: Did you see those giant… creatures walking in the factory quarter?? They could kill a human just by squeezing it between their claws! Arr! Player: fenrock Reed: One day I went there and broke my arm by slipping on ice. Player: foreign quarter Reed: One day there will be a gigantic war between all the races in this quarter and it will devour the city. Player: island Reed: The outer islands are called Mistrock, Fenrock and Vengoth. Player: job / official Reed: I’m a corporal of the Yalaharian Guard Force. Player: magician quarter Reed: Can you imagine how it feels for me to keep guard so close to all those insane mages, cultists and demonic creatures? Can you?! No, of course you can’t! Player: mission Reed: Mission? I will not go on any mission for you. Or what do you want from me? Player: mistrock Reed: I think some sinister and old force is hidden under all that mist. Player: name Reed: My name is Reed. Player: pass / gate Reed: You want to pass the gate? Are you headed for the cemetery or the magician quarter? Player: quarter Reed: I really can’t tell which quarter is the worst. Player: random word Reed: It’s nice talking to you, but honestly, you give me the creeps. So please decide what you want and move on. Player: sunken quarter Reed: It’s a catastrophe. I used to live there and barely got away with my life when the quarter crashed into the ocean. Player: trade quarter Reed: I think Mr. West is planning to take over the whole city, if it hasn’t been destroyed by war, contamination, monsters or greater evil by then. Player: vengoth Reed: I will never ever go there, and if I were sent there, I’d resign from the Guard Force. Player: Yalahar Reed: This city contains so much evil that I fear one day it will explode and end up in chaos and darkness. Player: bye Reed: Goodbye citizen!