You say, 'Hail, a pensive heyokah'
[Fri Mar 07 22:40:03 2014] a pensive heyokah glares, 'And hail to you, an obtrusive busy-body. Now away with you, I'm trying to locate an idiot's spirit in the afterlife so I can revive him. He owes me money!' The barbarian kicks a bit of snow over the dead dark elf's body.
You say, 'Hail, an irate reaver'
[Fri Mar 07 22:39:58 2014] an irate reaver says 'I bet this fool would be alive if we had any semblance of direction from our godforsaken raid leader! I can count on one hand the number of minions I've lost under my command and that is only because I slew them myself for complaining too much. Back when I was in charge our raiders were a much tougher folk. Not like you modern day milksops trouping around in your 'heroic' armor and your ridiculous...' The reaver continues to complain but you stop listening.'