
Storyteller:
Your Location is 27.74, 116.60, -1.25
You say, 'Hail, Sralm Noramir'
Sralm Noramir pounces at you, grabbing you by your throat. 'What are you doing here? Who sent you?'
You say, 'No one sent me'
A gleam shines in Sralm's eyes. 'I hope you are not here to free a prisoner. The Tribunal punishes such actions harshly. Once here there is no hope of escape. Even for one such as I.'
You say, 'Who are you?'
Sralm Noramir says 'Ahh, how rude of me. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Sralm Noramir, warrior by birth thief by choice.'
You say, 'You? A thief?'
Sralm Noramir says 'Aye, I could steal the sword from a warriors hands or a kiss from a ladys lips. Ever hear of Emperor Sllanar?'
You say, 'I have never heard of this Emperor Sllanar'
Sralm Noramir says 'You see, generally thieves were imprisoned, or at worst executed, but banishment here was usually reserved to those that committed heinous crimes. I guess you should be careful when you rob the person who gets to decide on the definition of heinous. Have you any news of Sebilis?'
You say, 'Sebilis was destroyed by Trakanon'
Sralm Noramir says 'What in the name of Thule is a Trakanon?'
You say, 'Not what, but who. Trakanon is an undead dragon and savior of the Trolls'
Sralm Noramir says 'A dragon in Sebilis! Stop your foul lies, your humor does not suit my tastes.'