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.