Changes: A Wrinkled Bonelord/Transcripts

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Background

In the depths of Hellgate there is a library with an NPC called "A Wrinkled Beholder". All the books in the library are written in a language called "469" which consists entirely of numbers. The beholder says the following in response to various keywords:


	Player: hi A Wrinkled Beholder: What is this? An optically challenged entity called Player. How fascinating! Player: death a wrinkled beholder: Yes, yes, I will kill you soon enough, now let me continue my investigation on you. Player: god a wrinkled beholder: They will mourn the day they abandoned us. Player: job a wrinkled beholder: I am the great librarian. Player: library a wrinkled beholder: It's a fine library, isn't it? Player: name a wrinkled beholder: I am 486486 and NOT 'Blinky' as some people called me ... before they died. Player: Tibia a wrinkled beholder: It's 1, not 'Tibia', silly. Player: cyclops a wrinkled beholder: Uglyness incarnate. One eye! Imagine that! Horrible! Player: elves a wrinkled beholder: These fools and their superstitious life cult don't understand anything of importance. Player: Excalibug a wrinkled beholder: Only inferior species need weapons. Player: Ab'Dendriel a wrinkled beholder: I heard that elves moved in upstairs. Player: numbers a wrinkled beholder: Numbers are essential. They are the secret behind the scenes. If you are a master of mathematics you are a master over life and death. Player: books a wrinkled beholder: Our books are written in 469, of course you can't understand them. Player: 469 a wrinkled beholder: The language of my kind. Superior to any other language and only to be spoken by entities with enough eyes to blink it. Player: orcs a wrinkled beholder: Noisy pests. Player: minotaurs a wrinkled beholder: Their mages are so close to the truth. Closer then they know and closer then it's good for them. Player: humans a wrinkled beholder: Good tools to work with ... After their death, that is. Player: bye a wrinkled beholder: Wait right there. I will eat you after writing down what I found out.

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 {{Infobox Transcript|
-''Player'': '''hi'''<br />
+''Player'': '''hi'''<br/>
-[#hi]
 [[A Wrinkled Beholder]]: What is this? An optically challenged entity called ''Player''. How fascinating!<br/>
-''Player'': '''death'''<br />
+''Player'': '''death'''<br/>
-[#death]
 a wrinkled beholder: Yes, yes, I will kill you soon enough, now let me continue my investigation on you.<br/>
-''Player'': '''god'''<br />
+''Player'': '''god'''<br/>
-[#god]
 a wrinkled beholder: They will mourn the day they abandoned us.<br/>
-''Player'': '''job'''<br />
+''Player'': '''job'''<br/>
-[#job]
 a wrinkled beholder: I am the great librarian.<br/>
-''Player'': '''library'''<br />
+''Player'': '''library'''<br/>
-[#library]
 a wrinkled beholder: It's a fine library, isn't it?<br/>
-''Player'': '''name'''<br />
+''Player'': '''name'''<br/>
-[#name]
 a wrinkled beholder: I am 486486 and NOT 'Blinky' as some people called me ... before they died.<br/>
-''Player'': '''Tibia'''<br />
+''Player'': '''Tibia'''<br/>
-[#Tibia]
 a wrinkled beholder: It's 1, not 'Tibia', silly.<br/>
-''Player'': '''cyclops'''<br />
+''Player'': '''cyclops'''<br/>
-[#cyclops]
 a wrinkled beholder: Uglyness incarnate. One eye! Imagine that! Horrible!<br/>
-''Player'': '''elves'''<br />
+''Player'': '''elves'''<br/>
-[#elves]
 a wrinkled beholder: These fools and their superstitious life cult don't understand anything of importance.<br/>
-''Player'': '''[[Excalibug]]'''<br />
+''Player'': '''[[Excalibug]]'''<br/>
-[#Excalibug]
 a wrinkled beholder: Only inferior species need weapons.<br/>
-''Player'': '''[[Ab'Dendriel]]'''<br />
+''Player'': '''[[Ab'Dendriel]]'''<br/>
-[#Ab]
 a wrinkled beholder: I heard that elves moved in upstairs.<br/>
-''Player'': '''numbers'''<br />
+''Player'': '''numbers'''<br/>
-[#numbers]
 a wrinkled beholder: Numbers are essential. They are the secret behind the scenes. If you are a master of mathematics you are a master over life and death.<br/>
-''Player'': '''books'''<br />
+''Player'': '''books'''<br/>
-[#books]
 a wrinkled beholder: Our books are written in 469, of course you can't understand them.<br/>
-''Player'': '''469'''<br />
+''Player'': '''469'''<br/>
-[#469]
 a wrinkled beholder: The language of my kind. Superior to any other language and only to be spoken by entities with enough eyes to blink it.<br/>
-''Player'': '''orcs'''<br />
+''Player'': '''orcs'''<br/>
-[#orcs]
 a wrinkled beholder: Noisy pests.<br/>
-''Player'': '''minotaurs'''<br />
+''Player'': '''minotaurs'''<br/>
-[#minotaurs]
 a wrinkled beholder: Their mages are so close to the truth. Closer then they know and closer then it's good for them.<br/>
-''Player'': '''humans'''<br />
+''Player'': '''humans'''<br/>
-[#humans]
 a wrinkled beholder: Good tools to work with ... After their death, that is.<br/>
-''Player'': '''bye'''<br />
+''Player'': '''bye'''<br/>
-[#bye]
 a wrinkled beholder: Wait right there. I will eat you after writing down what I found out.<br/>
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