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!