Traitors to the %Faction must die.

I've got no interest in talking to you.

Vermai, to your Master! This insoluble fool wants to get cabliterated! ATTACK!

The manthing preserves to question me?! Master Zilll?! Then it shall die! I hope its bone morrow is as scramptious and nutrocious as the last!!

Gyeh! Kneel, mankin! You stand in the abood of the Master! Master ZILLL! As the House Imberill tends its garden, I cultervate MY mighty host of Vermai to munch and crunch at the bones of--

[Halli wags its tail. It knows it's a good wolfdog.]

[Overcoming all obstacles the wolfdog returns to Hhontjulf Fire-Mane's house.]

[Halli obeys and stays.]

[Halli follows in your footsteps.]

[Halli takes the rat meat and eats it. The wolfdog's strength has reached its peak.]

[Halli takes the rat meat happily from your hand and eats it. It grows a little stronger with each bite.]

[You've won Halli's loyalty. It awaits your command.]

[Halli is chewing the rat meat and ignoring you... for now.]

[Halli wags its tail.]

[Halli regards you warily. It wants you to leave.]

[Halli takes the poisoned meat and starts to eat it.]

[Halli takes the rat meat happily from your hand.]

[Halli snatches the rat meat and starts to eat it. You've bought yourself some time.]

[Halli doesn't growl at you anymore. It seems to like you now and is letting you be.]

[The wolfdog Halli shows its teeth. It's warning you to get out.]

[Despite its whimsical name, Pelagius the Rat doesn't seem to be one of those extraordinary rats that can talk. Or maybe it can, and it's just choosing to ignore you.]

What can this humble skeleton do for you, %PCName?

%PCName, though I am now freed to move within this tomb, I am bound by duty not to roam beyond. I am afraid this is where we part ways, though I will always remember our travels. Now please accept this as something to remember me by. Or sell! [%Name reaches into his mouth and pulls out a flawless blue gemstone.]

WHAT? You've killed another Romavel? Navil Romavel? Leave me alone, %PCName. I don't want to talk to you any longer.

What would you like to talk about?

If you came here looking for something to kill, this poor s'wit beat you to the punch... But I could use your assistance in my second burial.

Thank you for putting me down. Now this is probably a long shot, but would you like to help me with my second burial?

[The thresher stirs, and seems to glare at you.]

[The thresher is following Dravynea now.]

[You tie up the thresher's leash. It's staying where it is.]

[The thresher remains where it is.]

[You leash the thresher, and it begins to follow you.]

[The thresher is tied in place.]

[The thresher is following you.]

[The thresher lacks the strength to attack you anymore.]

[The thresher, defeated, gives in. It lacks the strength to attack you anymore.]

[You tie the kwama worker's leash.]

[You do nothing.]

[You make the kwama worker follow you.]

[The kwama worker is tied in place.]

[The kwama worker is following you.]

[You do nothing.]

[You do nothing.]

[You succesfully leash the kwama worker.]

[You succesfully leash the kwama worker.]

[You fail to leash the kwama worker.]

[You fail to leash the kwama worker.]

[This kwama worker looks diseased.]

[This kwama worker looks healthy.]

[This kwama worker looks healthy.]

[This kwama worker looks unhealthy.]

[This kwama worker looks healthy.]

[This kwama worker looks healthy.]

[This kwama worker looks unhealthy.]

Oh, what a sickening sight. What cruel coincidence! I wish I could say I don't recall your name, %PCName, but my hinges still creak at the memory of such a maladaptive malingerer. Well, go on then. You, of all people, know how this works.

Again, %PCName? Truly, again?! What a woeful failure I've fallen benefactor to. Well, no more! I think I'll be parting ways with you here, mortal. May our paths never cross again.

Oh, just my luck -- another one. I really can't stand you adventurer types. You think you can just barge in wherever you please and cart off everything that isn't nailed down! Hmm? You've never met talking furniture before? Well, your limited worldiness is no concern of mine. I suppose I should introduce myself -- I'm the coffer of the mighty King Orgnum, and my power is to provide my current owner with boundless wealth. Even a rube such as yourself, unfortunately. Not that I have any choice in the matter.

Please, just reach your grubby hands in and help yourself. I truly feel honored to serve you, mortal. No, really, I mean it.

Once again, the mighty adventurer has misplaced their purse. Go ahead, rob me of my riches; it's not like I need them.

Yes, mortal, loot me once more of my precious treasures; I don't mind at all. It's my favorite activity and the sole purpose of my existence.

Coinless again, %PCRace? That's just great. Really.

What is it this time, mortal? Oh, you're broke and want to plunder my innards once more? How curious. I really wasn't expecting that from you.

You have betrayed our order. Leave my sight immediately.