You say, 'Hail, Kutin Pyskar'
Kutin Pyskar looks you over with an appraising glance. 'Hail, yerself. What news have you of the lands outside this void? Did you come from [Taelosia] or from someplace [pleasant]?'
You say, 'Taelosia'
Kutin Pyskar says, 'Aye, mighty brave of ye. I can respect anyone with the guts ta go out there. You must be someone of note if ye went out there and came back. Next time ye catch me in the tavern I'll buy ye a drink.'
You say, 'pleasant'
Kutin Pyskar says, 'Well, I hope for yer sake yer goin' back there, not on to Taelosia. I've been there and it's a terrible place. If there was anything pure there, it's long been corrupted. I could smell it in the stones and earth of the place. I'll never go back there.'