Avar Tar: Greetings, traveller Player!
Avar Tar: I'm Avar Tar, slayer of monsters, saviour of princesses, and defender of the weak.
Avar Tar: I'm a professional hero.
Avar Tar: I think I'm the greatest hero in Tibia, but my humility forbids me to make an issue out of it.
Avar Tar: I've seen it all and done it all ... at least twice.
Avar Tar: It's 9:45 am right now.
Avar Tar: I fought him several times, sometimes he killed me, sometimes I killed him. I'd say we are even right now, but I'm getting better and more powerful each day.
Player: triangle of terror
Avar Tar: They might be a nice way for weaker heroes to prove their skill.
Avar Tar: Don't be afraid! As long as I stand guard here, the beast won't reach the town!
Avar Tar: I am sure it's hidden in a vault of the Nightmare Knights beneath the Plains of Havoc. I'm planning an expedition to go there and to rout out the Ruthless Seven, but I have to save the world first.
Player: ruthless seven
Avar Tar: Oh come on. Let the noobs take care of them. Call me if they are fourteen or so.
Player: quest/king tibianus
Avar Tar: I'm on a quest for the Thaian king ... as usual.
Player: sword of fury
Avar Tar: Ah, my trusty old sword. I left it on Rookgaard years ago when I left for the main continent.
Avar Tar: Rookgaard is full of memories of my first heroic accomplishments ...
Avar Tar: I heard that after all these years, the minotaur mage there refuses to leave his room as he is still afraid of me.
Avar Tar: If I had time, I would restore peace in this once proud city, but there's too much to do before I can start that quest.
Avar Tar: I saved the women there once or twice.
Avar Tar: I had to master the magic of all 4 vocations for one of the quests.
Avar Tar: There is a great evil lurking beneath this isle ... and beneath the Plains of Havoc, and in the ancient necropolis, and beneath the Ghostlands ... well basically everywhere.
Avar Tar: Demons know and fear my name! It's not always easy to be a hero, you know?
Player: bonelord language
Avar Tar: 29639 46781! 9063376290 3222011 677 80322429 67538 14805394, 6880326 677 63378129 337011 72683 149630 4378! 453 639 578300 986372 2953639! I know it’s rather short, but still, this poem I like best.
Avar Tar: See you later, Player.