Isimov: Hiho Player and greetings my child! Player: god or keeper
Isimov: The gods abandoned us, we abandoned the gods. That's it, no big deal I tell ya, jawoll. Player: job
Isimov: I am the master of the hall of the ancients. Player: hall of the ancients
Isimov: The burial chamber of our ancestors. All of the firstborn of our race are there .. all but Durin. Player: life
Isimov: Life is easy to understand, you have birth, you have death. Simple stuff, even elves could grasp the concept. Player: name
Isimov: My name is Isimov Dustbearer, Son of Fire and Earth, from the Molten Rock. Player: quest
Isimov: You are too young for quests, jawoll. Player: Tibia
Isimov: A world of dangers, a world of wonders. Player: time
Isimov: I think it's the fourth age of the yellow flame, isn't it? Player: monsters
Isimov: Only another nuisance. Player: elves
Isimov: Bah, squirrels, hedgehogs, rabbits, elves ... who cares.
Excalibur and Ferumbras
Isimov: Ahhh! Whan I was a little dwarf I was on a quest to find it. I was almost literally digging up the ghostlands for it and now only one thing is sure: It must be elsewere, jawoll. Player: Ferumbras
Isimov: I have seen many of his type coming and going. He will fall and anotherone will take his place.
Isimov: Strange, are they still around? Well, give them one or two hundred years and they are gone again, jawoll. Player: geomancers
Isimov: They whorship the elemental forces of earth. Player: fire
simov: It's warm, it's useful, we use it. We decide when or how, jawoll. Player: earth
Isimov: Gives us food and shelter, quite useful isn't it? Player: Durin
Isimov: Ah yes, the first born. He became a higher entity to protect us. His mortal remains were buried at a remote spot where only pilgrims disturb their peace now and then.
Isimov: The last haven for dwarfenkind. Our last hope for our survival. Player: The Big Old One
Isimov: This mountain is as old as the world. The first dwarfs were born here. Player: Bezil
Isimov: Bezil and Nezil are typical profiteers. Fine new breed of dwarfs we raised, pah. Player: Nezil
Isimov: Bezil and Nezil are typical profiteers. Fine new breed of dwarfs we raised, pah. Player: Duria
Isimov: Could become a great warrior one day. Still needs to learn so much. Player: Etzel
Isimov: Etzel, good old Etzel. I was his tutor long ago. Now he's running a guild ... they grow so fast ... so fast, jawoll. Player: Jimbin
Isimov: Isn't that the kid that took over the Jolly Axeman tavern? Far too young for such a job, but did anyone ask me? No! Player: Kroox
Isimov: What a hasty fellow. Can't be healthy to live in such a hurry, jawoll. Player: Maryza
Isimov: How could she marry this Jimbin? I mean, they are kids! Know nothing about life and stuff. Couldn't they wait at least hundred years or so? Player: Uzgod
Isimov: Has hardly a beard and already forgotten the traditions of his ancestors. Modern techniques ... almost like one of these technomancers. Player: Emperor or Kruzak
Isimov: The emperor resides far above us in the upper caves. Sometimes I wonder if it's good that the emperor is that much away from the temples. Player: bye
Isimov: Take care, Player!