Heartless Perry[]
fenceperry: f11_02kill: "Say, I heard about the job you did at Rutherford Castle. Word on the street is you killed a whole lot of them guards up there. I always thought you preferred…you know…get in get out…no one even knows you’re there – ‘cept when they see their money’s gone. But I guess you had to do what you had to do…to get the Opal I mean."
fenceperry: f11_02ko: "There’s some talk on the street about the job you did at Rutherford Castle. Heard half the place woke up the next morning…and not near enough bandages to go around for all their headaches. You forget how to sneak past a guard, Garrett? [Laughs] Anyway, guess they should be grateful you didn’t slaughter ‘em, eh? "
fenceperry: f11_02seen: "You know, a couple of guards from Rutherford Castle are bragging they got a piece of you, Garrett. Well…it’s nothing compared to what you got from them. It’s who’s got the goods in the end that counts, eh? Anyway, if guards were giving me trouble…I’d sneak up behind ‘em with my blackjack and…ah, why am I telling you that? You’re the expert."
fenceperry: f11_02unseen: "Hey, I heard about the job you pulled at Rutherford Castle. Sounds like you had them running around in circles. And a bunch of ‘em laid off this morning – seems they didn’t even know a thief was there and getting away with the family heirloom to boot. Warms my heart to hear about such a stealthy thievin’ job."
fenceperry: f11_03kill: "Word on the street is…maybe you got something against the Pagans. Left so many of ‘em dead. Didn’t sound like your usual MO – you know…so stealthy you hardly leave a trace. You got guts, Garrett. I’ll give you that. I mean, if it were me, I wouldn’t want the Pagans mad at me, if you know what I mean."
fenceperry: f11_03ko: "Word on the street is…a whole mess of Pagans woke up this morning with bumps on their heads. Your handiwork, eh? Are Pagans too hard to sneak past or something? Anyway, I hear they got herby remedies for headaches and such, they’ll be alright. Unless you stole their herbies too? [Laughs]"
fenceperry: f11_03seen: "Word on the street is…you let a few Pagans get too close last night. Surprised they left you alive. Heard they’s real vicious. Well, all that matters is you made it out…relatively unharmed, eh? Maybe next time you sneak up behind ‘em…womp ‘em over the head before they even know even you’re there. Not that I need to tell you…Mr. Master Thief. "
fenceperry: f11_03unseen: "Heard some talk on the street. Pagans got ripped off. Most of ‘em didn’t even know anything was wrong til sun-up. And I said to myself…only one thief I know has the guts to take on the Pagans... get ‘em chasing after their own tails…and walk away with the goods. Had to be you, Garrett. Am I right? "
fenceperry: f11_donttrade1: "In case you don’t remember, I don’t deal in that flowery froo froo stuff. Nah, if you want to unload artwork, you should try the fence down in the Docks. Her name’s Dahlia. How’s that for flowery? Yup, she’ll take any of that artsy stuff off your hands."
fenceperry: f11_donttrade2: "Just so you know, I don’t take artwork, you know, paintings n’ stuff. But I know someone who does…a fence over near the Docks. Dahlia’s her name. And all that arty junk’s her game."
fenceperry: f11_fenemy1: "Word is the Hammers are out to get you. What’d you do to get them so miffed at you?"
fenceperry: f11_fenemy2: "Listen, Garrett, I’ve been hearing things…word is you got the Hammerites real mad at you. Just wanted to let you know…you better watch your back."
fenceperry: f11_ffriend1: "Rumor is you’re working with the Hammers. Just thought you should know that’s going around."
fenceperry: f11_ffriend2: "I hear you been helping the Hammers. Never did picture you as the religious type. Anyway, if you can’t beat ‘em, join em, eh, pal?"
fenceperry: f11_ftgoons: "Did you see? Those goons who beat me up barricaded the gate to Stonemarket. Lady Elizabeth’s goons. You got your work cut out for you, that’s for sure, Garrett."
fenceperry: f11_ftmessage: "That Lady Elizabeth was in here again. No goons this time. But she said to give you a message. Says you won the bit with the Opal, but that she ain’t done with you yet. Won’t be…not until you’re dead. Well, that was the gist anyway. Guess I should have written it down."
fenceperry: f11_ftquar: "Did you hear about the quarantine? City Watch ain’t telling what it’s about, but I got my hunches, that’s for sure."
fenceperry: f11_ftquarlift: "Well…times may be tough…but at least that quarantine’s been lifted, eh? What was that all about?"
fenceperry: f11_ftquestion: "That Lady Elizabeth was here again. Thought after you fenced the Opal she’d forget about you. But I think she’s got it out for you. Kept askin’ me things…where you live…that kind of thing. I didn’t tell her anything. Why should I? She didn’t have her goons with her this time."
fenceperry: f11_greet1: "Hey, Garrett. How's the thieving going? "
fenceperry: f11_greet2: "What's the word on the street? I need some good news for a change, Garrett."
fenceperry: f11_greet3: "I gotta say…I'm still hurting all over from that roughing up I got."
fenceperry: f11_greet4: "Let me know what I can do for you, Garrett."
fenceperry: f11_greetinit: "[He’s just been beat up…so he’s a little dazed…shook up] Garrett…taff…I didn’t expect to see you…haven’t you heard? Lady Elizabeth from Rutherford Castle is after you…she was in here with some goons. Asking a bunch of questions about that Opal. They did a job on me. See the bruises? Had to give ‘em a name. I guess before I knewed it, I’d given ‘em yours. Which is the truth, ain’t it? Anyway, ah, I’d watch your back, eh pal? About the Opal…no way I can risk taking it now, but I know someone who can. A fence in Stonemarket – Black Market Bertha. If I were you I’d go to Stonemarket to see her now…before those goons find you. Anyway, I can still give you cash for whatever other loot you stole from the castle. Business as usual. And, no hard feelings, eh Garrett? I mean, who’s the one all beaten up? [nervous laugh]"
fenceperry: f11_trans1: "Nice haul…guess crime does pay after all, eh?"
fenceperry: f11_trans2: "Sure…I got a buyer who'd be interested in this merchandise. Pays top dollar too."
fenceperry: f11_trans3: "Things are a little hot right now…but it'll probably blow over. I guess I'll take 'em."
fenceperry: f11_trans4: "Someone's been a busy thief, that's for sure."
fenceperry: f11_trans5: "Look at this stuff. This is the reason you're my favorite client, Garrett."
fenceperry: f11_translg1: "What, you rob the whole block? This sure is a lot of merchandise."
fenceperry: f11_translg2: "Only you could nab this much stuff, Garrett. Did you leave those folks anything?"
fenceperry: f11_transsp1: "Hmmm…found something unusual here did ya? But I think I know someone who'd give it a good home."
fenceperry: f11_transsp2: "Can't say I've ever seen the like of this item. You sure know how to nab 'em. I'll see what I can do…"
Bertha[]
fencebertha: f12_04kill: "I heard about your handiwork at that Hammer Complex, Saint Edgars…all those Hammers…murdered. I didn't figure you for the killing type. Na, figured you were the go in without anyone knowin' you're there type. Not my beewax either way. Maybe they deserved it…being in the possession of some trinket you wanted, eh? That'll teach 'em."
fencebertha: f12_04ko: "Guess you broke into St. Edgar's, huh? Heard a bunch of those Hammer fellas got knocked out…woke up next morning…none too happy. Thought it sounded like something you'd do. Why kill 'em, when you can knock 'em out just as easy? Or sneak past 'em, even better. Am I right? Not that it's any of my business…"
fencebertha: f12_04seen: "You let a couple of Hammerites get a little too close at that Hammer Complex? That's what I hear anyway. Not that it concerns me any. But, they're claiming they actually got a piece of you. Well, you obviously got away in the end. And that's what counts, ain't it? You oughta try sneaking up behind those fellas next time…knock 'em out maybe. "
fencebertha: f12_04unseen: "In the mood for some gossip? It's about you. Word is someone had those Hammers over at Saint Edgar's running around after their own shadows. Hardly knew someone had broken in. You're work, eh, G? Not that it's any of my business. I'll tell you this though, since I met you I'll never look at a shadow the same way. "
fencebertha: f12_donttrade1: "Thought you might want to know that I don't deal in artwork. Tough to make inroads with that crowd, if you know what I mean. Not that I'm calling anyone snobby. No. Anyway, you might try Dahlia, down in the Docks. She goes for this kind of stuff."
fencebertha: f12_donttrade2: "You know I don't deal in artwork, right, G? But Dahlia, over near the Docks, she does. Makes a decent living trading paintings and all that. Don't know how she manages it. Anyway, me and her never really got along. But, I'm giving you her name as a favor to you... "
fencebertha: f12_fenemy1: "Listen, G. I got something to tell you…and it's not good news. Word is the Hammers are very unhappy with you. What'd you do to get them so mad at you? My advice is…be careful!"
fencebertha: f12_fenemy2: "Garrett - watch your back. Word is the Hammers are out to get you. You must have done something to get them so mad, am I right? Not that it's any of my business. Just thought you'd want to know. "
fencebertha: f12_ffriend1: "Normally I'm just a chatterbox, but this time I got some news I think you really might be interested in. I guess you been doing the Hammers a few favors, 'cause word is they're friendly with you. Well, as friendly as anyone can get with a Hammer. "
fencebertha: f12_ffriend2: "Guess I'm not the only one impressed with you, G. Word is the Hammers think highly of you too. Guess you must be doing some work for them. Not that it's any of my business, am I right?"
fencebertha: f12_ftcatacombs: "Say, Garrett, you know that underground network of catacombs in Old Quarter? 'Course you do…well, did you know they got zombies down there? That's what I heard anyway…"
fencebertha: f12_ftclocktower: "Did you hear? The Clocktower fell over! Fell right down! Did you see it? No, don't answer, it ain't none of my business if you did or didn't. But, I'll tell you this…I ain't never heard no Hammers curse before…not until this."
fencebertha: f12_ftletter: "Oh, I almost forgot. Here. A gentleman left this letter for you. Don't you worry. I didn't read it…it ain't my business, is it? Whatever it says, that's between the two of you, am I right?"
fencebertha: f12_ftopal: "This is a damn fine Opal - one of a kind. I'll bet it came from one of those old noble houses, am I right? Never mind, it ain't my business how you came to have it."
fencebertha: f12_ftpavelock: "You'll never guess who I heard got tossed into Pavelock Prison over in South Quarter…Jack Albright! That's the Warden's cousin! And a drunk besides. Among other things. Not that it's any of my business."
fencebertha: f12_ftquar: "Hope the quarantine's not interfering with your work, G. Not that you need to tell me if it is. Anyway, I bet the whole thing's just cooked up by the nobles to scare more taxes out of good folks like you and me."
fencebertha: f12_ftquarlift: "Good news, that quarantine's been lifted. Now that they ain't got that to occupy 'em, what're the City Watch going to do with themselves? "
fencebertha: f12_greet1: "Garrett. Hmm. What is it about you? Guess I just like the quiet type. And me being a chatterbox and all. "
fencebertha: f12_greet2: "Did I mention? You don't have to call me Black Market Bertha…just Bertha will do."
fencebertha: f12_greet3: "Always nice to see you, G. Oh, you don't mind me calling you G, do you?"
fencebertha: f12_greet4: "I don't know, Garrett. Something about you and that hood…"
fencebertha: f12_greet5: "Whatcha up to today, Garrett? Never mind…just ignore me if I get too nosey."
fencebertha: f12_greetinit: "Well, looky looky. You must be Garrett. Somehow…I expected somebody…taller. Doesn't matter…I'm Black Market Bertha. Glad to meet you. Perry said to expect ya. Said you'd have an Opal for me. I'm sure we can do business. I got the best stonecutters in the City waiting to cut it up, as a matter of fact. "
fencebertha: f12_trans1: "Well, what have we here? Someone's been up all night burgling, am I right? Oh, don't answer, ain't none of my business how you come by your merchandise, is it?"
fencebertha: f12_trans2: "This is a fine take. You're some thief, Garrett."
fencebertha: f12_translg1: "This is some haul, Garrett! How long have you been carrying it all around? I know…that's no concern of mine. I was just thinking…you must be awfully strong…"
fencebertha: f12_translg2: "Now this is a lot of stuff. I should know, I've been in this business a long time. Not that I'm old…mind you…but…oh, you don't want to hear me go on. Just tell me if I talk too much. Anyway…you really know how to rob 'em, Garrett."
fencebertha: f12_transsp1: "Whatcha got for me this time, eh, G? Hmmm…this particular item's unusual, I'll give you that. I think I can find a buyer…in fact…I got someone in mind even as we speak. "
fencebertha: f12_transsp2: "Been busy, ain't ya, G. This here piece is special. I can't say I've ever seen its match. Should fetch a fine price. Was it hard to come by? No, don't answer, it ain't none of my business one way or the other."
Dahlia[]
fencedahlia: f13_donttrade1: "Wanted to let you know, so there's no confusion down the line…I don't take none of that old mechanist stuff…in fact, no metals at all, not even gold…don't like 'em. You'll have to take those somewhere else. "
fencedahlia: f13_donttrade2: "I don't trade in metals - precious or otherwise. Plenty of other fences in the City be happy to take 'em off your hands, I'm sure."
fencedahlia: f13_fenemy1: "Well, you sure know how to tee people off. I know you rub me the wrong way. But word on the street is the Pagans ain't too fond of you either. Maybe you oughta grow eyes out the back of your head."
fencedahlia: f13_fenemy2: "A little advice, Garrett. Don't ask me how I know, I got connections. But, the Pagans are none too happy with you. I'm only telling you because you bring in good business."
fencedahlia: f13_ffriend1: "Garrett, you been doing the Pagans a few favors or something? I hear they're happy with you. As talk on the street goes, it seemed unusual. Thought you might like to know."
fencedahlia: f13_ffriend2: "Can't say as I like you much, but the Pagans seem to. That's the word on the street anyway. Maybe they know something about you that I don't."
fencedahlia: f13_ftcarmen: "You don't know how lucky you are, dealing with me. There's a woman in Old Quarter, named Carmen, set up a thieves' shop next to the Hammer Fort. Right under their noses. Intentional, for all I know. She's crazy."
fencedahlia: f13_fteye: "They got some fine new exhibits over at the Wieldstrom Museum. Including a big gemstone object called The Eye. Ain't never seen nothing like it. But I'm guessing you don't appreciate the finer things."
fencedahlia: f13_ftquar: "Don't get me started on this quarantine. One little bad omen…you know that ghost ship that come into port? Anyway…next thing you know City Watch cuts off Docks from the rest of the City. I got a business to run here."
fencedahlia: f13_greet1: "So, what do you have for me?"
fencedahlia: f13_greet2: "Well, what's the delay? You got something you want to fence, or not?"
fencedahlia: f13_greet3: "Hope you got something good, Garrett, business ain't what it should be."
fencedahlia: f13_greetinit: "Who's that? Let me get a look at you. You must be that fella Garrett. Fancy yourself a famous thief, I hear, but that don't impress me. Anyway, famous or no, Ol' Dahlia will take care of you. If you've got artwork to sell, this is the place. But no funny business, got it?"
fencedahlia: f13_mostlyart1: "Just so's you know - I got a preference for trading artwork. You got something on canvas…or a sculpture…I can find a buyer sooner than you can say Wieldstrom Museum of Arts and Antiquities. [Weird laugh] You might say the curator there and I are on good terms. Real good."
fencedahlia: f13_mostlyart2: "I like to deal in art. I was quite a good artist myself, you know. In my day. Not that those critics ever gave my work the attention it deserved. Stinkin' bums. All of 'em."
fencedahlia: f13_trans1: "Well, looky here. Sure, I can find a buyer for your merchandise."
fencedahlia: f13_trans2: "This the best you can do? Maybe it ain't true…all the talk I hear about Garrett the master thief…still, it's good enough. I'll take it off your hands."
fencedahlia: f13_trans3: "Hmmm…I guess I can give you some coin for this."
fencedahlia: f13_translg1: "I guess you think this is a large haul you got here…well…I suppose it is."
fencedahlia: f13_translg2: "Sure is a lot of stuff, Garrett. You probably think I should be grateful for the business, but it means a lot more work on my end. A lot more work."
fencedahlia: f13_translg3: "I'm not much for handing out compliments…but…no regular thief could've nabbed this much."
fencedahlia: f13_transsp1: "Now…what do we have here? Hmmm? Interesting. I think I know someone who'd be very interested in this particular item…"
fencedahlia: f13_transsp2: "What did you bring me, hmmm? This particular item looks…rare to say the least…probably one of a kind. Should bring a good price. "
Henry[]
fencehenry: f15_donttrade: "Just for the record, I'm afraid I don't trade in gems. Unlucky little things. So tiny…bound to get lost. No, you'll have to take those somewhere else."
fencehenry: f15_fenemy1: "Oh…and some rather ghastly news, Garrett. Word on the street is the Pagans simply detest you. Couldn't loathe you more if they tried. The mind reels with possibilities…whatever did you do to them?"
fencehenry: f15_fenemy2: "I've heard some news, it's just petty gossip, so take it for what it's worth. But apparently the Pagans have it in for you. You know, it's really not healthy to anger the Pagans. Unsavory folk. I know several dead Hammerites that will concur."
fencehenry: f15_ffriend1: "I don't suppose you want to hear the latest scuttlebutt on the street? Word is the Pagans think you're some sort of do-gooder. I suppose you're doing them favors or something. Well, whatever you're doing, they like it, if you care. I know I don't. "
fencehenry: f15_ffriend2: "In this business, it pays to keep an ear out for anything pertinent. In fact, I heard something you might be interested in. Seems the Pagans are pleased with you. Didn't quite catch why. Don't see how you can stand those people."
fencehenry: f15_fthood: "Seeing that hood of yours reminds me…an acquaintance of mine saw something dreadful down by the canals…but…it couldn't have been you. You're a bit unkempt…but what she saw was…well, much worse than you surely."
fencehenry: f15_ftjulian: "As a thief, Garrett, you'll appreciate this. Apparently Lord Julian, in forced exile at the Blue Heron Inn, was planning a daring comeback to Rutherford Castle that involved stealing some heirloom. But as he was plotting away, the little gizmo he needed to pull it off…was itself stolen! Drank himself into oblivion for days afterwards. Delicious, isn't it?"
fencehenry: f15_greet1: "Garrett. Bit of a nip in the air, wouldn't you say?"
fencehenry: f15_greet2: "How's the thieving biz these days?"
fencehenry: f15_greet3: "You know…I have a tailor friend. I only mention it because of your… current attire."
fencehenry: f15_greetinit: "Ah, Garrett. It's been a long time. So long in fact I was sure you were dead or rotting in a cell somewhere. I guess I should have remembered how resourceful you are. Anyway, I suppose the polite thing to do would be to say hello, wouldn't it?"
fencehenry: f15_trans1: "Not bad. Not bad at all. I'm sure I can move this merchandise for you."
fencehenry: f15_trans2: "Someone's been busy. I'll have to keep this stuff on ice, it's too risky to move right now."
fencehenry: f15_trans3: "Yes, I think we can do business. These are quality goods. "
fencehenry: f15_translg1: "I'm not going to give you a speech about quality versus quantity. Not when you've brought such a quantity of quality goods…"
fencehenry: f15_translg2: "A rather large haul, wouldn't you say? Been carrying it around for a while?"
fencehenry: f15_transsp1: "I say…this particular item is a rare find, isn't it? You've brought it to the right place, Garrett…I know just the buyer for it. "
fencehenry: f15_transsp2: "Bravo, Garrett! This particular item is the finest piece of stolen merchandise I've seen in all my years as a fence. And I say that without the slightest bit of fondness for you. It's simply the truth."
Thomas[]
storethomas: s11_ftquar: "We hope you find everything you need…with this quarantine…we’re cut off from our regular suppliers for a while. "
storethomas: s11_ftquarlift: "Have you heard? Quarantine’s been lifted. Thought the sir would like to know."
storethomas: s11_ftshadowy: "We do hope the sir is being careful. We’ve been seeing what can only be described as shadowy figures out there…everywhere. What they’re after is anybody’s guess…but word is they don’t shy away from killing."
storethomas: s11_greet1: "I’m Thomas, the Proprietor here. We’re here to help…if you need anything."
storethomas: s11_greet2: "Are we looking for anything special tonight, sir?"
storethomas: s11_greet3: "Take your time, look around. Here at The Well Equipped Thief, we pride ourselves on stocking everything a person like yourself might need."
storethomas: s11_greet4: "Something in particular you’re looking for? The name’s Thomas, if the sir needs anything. "
storethomas: s11_greetinit: "Ah, sir. Welcome. Is this your first time visiting us? Take your time. Peruse. Enjoy. Shopping should never be a rushed experience."
storethomas: s11_nocash: "Ah, sir, you don't seem to have any cash. Perhaps you should go to Heartless Perry's and sell him that loot you're carrying. Come back with cash, and I'll be pleased to do business with you!"
storethomas: s11_trans1: "You’ll be happy with your purchases, sir…you know where to find us if you’re not."
storethomas: s11_trans2: "Glad we could be of service."
storethomas: s11_trans3: "Thanks for shopping with us. We hope to see you again soon."
Madison, Marla[]
storemarla: s12_ftbody: "You hear about the feller they found dead? Well, I say feller, but all that was left was some bones and a bit of gore. Never mind, you don't want to hear that stuff…"
storemarla: s12_ftclocktower: "This whole Clocktower business…you know it fell, right? Anyway, the Hammers think it was the Pagans…but…they can't do that, can they? I mean…oh…but I can see you're busy…"
storemarla: s12_ftdate: "Someone told me your place is over in South Quarter, Garrett. That's not too far from here. Maybe I can see it some time, or…oh…you're probably real busy and everything…"
storemarla: s12_ftquar: "I don't want to bother you but…you know anything about this quarantine? I'm scared it's the plague or something…maybe worse. They say…maybe it's zombies! I just hate to think…"
storemarla: s12_ftquarlift: "The City Watch lifted that quarantine. I'm just so glad. Must mean that whatever it was is all gone now and everything's going to be fine. Must mean that…sure as my name is Marla. "
storemarla: s12_greet1: "Looking for something special today? Let me know, Garrett. Hey, ever think of having a partner? Someone to keep a look out while you're picking a lock, that sort of thing? I have some thieving experience and…oh, you just want to shop I bet. Sure…"
storemarla: s12_greet2: "Say, Garrett, if you got a sec, could you sign something for a friend of mine…sort of an autograph kind of thing? Her name's Marla too, just by coincidence. Anyway, she's just wild about me actually knowing you. But…you're busy right now I see..."
storemarla: s12_greet3: "Thanks for coming in. Hey, Garrett, hey, did you know…ah… I'll…just let you shop."
storemarla: s12_greet4: "Hi, Garrett! It's me, Marla. Hope you find what you need."
storemarla: s12_greetinit: "Garrett! I can't believe it's you! In my store! Let me know if you need help finding anything. I'm Marla. Marla Madison? Used to be a thief myself, maybe you heard of me, or…but…oh, oh, you probably just want to shop. "
storemarla: s12_trans1: "I just know you'll love your purchase. Let me know how it works out. If there's any problems whatsoever just bring it back and we'll get it all straightened out. "
storemarla: s12_trans2: "It's just so great doing business with you, Garrett. Hey, I was thinking, maybe you could say something about my store…a little, like, endorsement…sort of…might bring other thieves in and…oh, you probably need to get going. Sure. Well, see you soon!"
storemarla: s12_trans3: "Good luck with your purchases, Garrett. You always make such great choices. It's just…so inspiring. Did I tell you I was thinking of going back to robbery myself, and…oh, you gotta go, right? Yeah, yeah. Bye!"
storemarla: s12_trans4: "Thanks for shopping, Garrett! Come back soon!"
Swarthy, Samuel[]
storesamuel: s13_ftquar: "Hope you washed yer hands. And cover yer mouth if ya' cough. There's a quarantine you know. And I ain't buyin' that zombie ship explanation. It's the plague. Mark my words."
storesamuel: s13_ftquarlift: "Did ya' hear? They lifted that there quarantine. Guess it wasn't the plague after all. But still, don't share hanky's or nothin'. It ain't sanitary."
storesamuel: s13_greet1: "Ahoy, there. Welcome to the Undercurrent. Erm…let me know if I can help you find anything. [less friendly] And don't break nothing you can't pay for. Got it?"
storesamuel: s13_greet2: "Oh, hi. Welcome to my store. I calls it the Undercurrent. Get it? [suddenly surly] Wipe your feet, and don't go touching nothing if your hands are dirty. "
storesamuel: s13_greet3: "Ahoy, there, erm, shopper. "
storesamuel: s13_greet4: "Welcome. Hope you, erm, find everything you need."
storesamuel: s13_greetinit: "Greetings, and thank you for shopping at The Undercurrent. Sam Swarthy, Proprietor, at your service. Ah…er…[frustrated] I been working on a motto but it ain't done yet. So…just get shopping."
storesamuel: s13_trans1: "I'm sure you'll be pleased with your purchase. Any problems…erm…then contact the manufacturer directly. Best to leave me out of it."
storesamuel: s13_trans2: "Well, thank you, I guess. Nice doing business with someone who don't stink up the place with fish smell. "
storesamuel: s13_trans3: "Did you find everything you want? This ain't the fanciest store, but it's what I got. Erm…ah, [working hard to think of friendly thing to say] come again…and…have a nice day."
Cantata, Carmen[]
storecarmen: s14_ftclocktower: "Terrible news, my hooded friend! The Stonemarket clocktower, it has fallen down! This kind of thing only happens when a great evil is upon us. I fear we have more difficulties ahead. "
storecarmen: s14_ftquarlift: "No more quarantine, Garrett, ya? I knew it. There's always a big panic, then a few days later it turns out to be nothing. Next time they should consult me and my crystal ball before they resort to such drastic measure."
storecarmen: s14_ftreplicas: "Ah, Garrett! Did you get my note? My crystal ball said that perhaps you are planning to rob the museum in Auldale, yes? If so, I have some replica exhibits here that you can purchase. Swap them for the real exhibits, and the guards will not notice anything is missing. How fortunate you stopped by, my friend. "
storecarmen: s14_ftshadowy: "Some more advice for you, Garrett, free of charge. I've seen shadowy figures out there…in the streets…on the roofs. I believe these figures to be portents of evil…they come in search of the innocent. Beware."
storecarmen: s14_greet1: "Handsome hooded hoodlum. You let me know if I can help you find anything. Carmen is here to help."
storecarmen: s14_greet2: "I read my tea leaves this morning…they told me you'd be here. And that you'd need to…buy something. Yes. The tea leaves never lie."
storecarmen: s14_greet3: "I couldn't help but notice when you came in…the love stone above the door turned such a murky shade…I'm worried about you…we'll talk."
storecarmen: s14_greet4: "Hello, my hooded friend, Garrett."
storecarmen: s14_greet5: "I knew I would see you today…call it intuition."
storecarmen: s14_greetinit: "Welcome, welcome. Step into my store. I call it Carmen's Place…because that's me, I'm Carmen. The Hammerites think I sell lady's undergarments or something. I don't know where they got that impression. But…it keeps them away. So, everybody's happy, ya?"
storecarmen: s14_trans1: "Thank you for choosing Carmen's Place…where thieves find things they need for thieving. Come back anytime. My door is… always open."
storecarmen: s14_trans2: "When you came in I couldn't help but notice that the purchase stone above the door turned green. It means you'll be very happy with your new equipment…"
storecarmen: s14_trans3: "You're a good customer. You'll come back again. I like you. Or maybe it's just the hood."