Player: hi
Ashtamor: Welcome, Player, {wanderer} between the worlds.
Player: job / wanderer
Ashtamor: I consider myself as a guide, a guardian for the souls who transcend the border to {another world}.
Player: another world / death
Ashtamor: Does it mean anything than losing your weak physical shell? And isn't the true power in the universe rather mental than physical?
Player: soul
Ashtamor: The essence of life, source of your very self. While the body is in space and time, the soul exists in time only.
Player: time
Ashtamor: It's time now, but the true question is: How much time is left?
Player: name
Ashtamor: What's a name worth in your eyes? And more important: Does the choice of your name decide your fate? Perhaps we will never know.
Player: guide
Ashtamor: You seem exceptionally healthy. It will still take many years until you'll need my guidance.
Player: fire
Ashtamor: The purging force of fire ... it helps to free souls and its smoke helps them to find their way to another world.
Player: Venore
Ashtamor: You come to this world naked, and you leave it this way. So there's no need to save your money, especially in a place like Venore.
Player: Thais
Ashtamor: Thais needs to be cleansed by fire just like Venore!
Player: Carlin
Ashtamor: It seems less rotten than most other cities, but still purification would do no harm.
Player: dwarfs / dwarves
Ashtamor: Dwarfs live unhealthily long and its difficult to burn them to ashes. This is suspicious.
Player: elves
Ashtamor: Elves have a strange relation to death. I don't know what they are up to but we should stay wary.
Player: help
Ashtamor: What help could I offer apart from guidance? Would you like me to help you to transcend the border to the afterlife?
Player: yes
Ashtamor: Are you sure? You might not be able to come back, consider that!
Player: yes
Ashtamor: Hmm... seems you are not ready yet to let go.
Player: king
Ashtamor: Kings, queens ... I've seen them come and go. Everything fades, even the glory and wealth of the richest.
Player: birth
Ashtamor: Birth might be the beginning but death is certainly not the end.
Player: life
Ashtamor: Life is nothing but a pre-stage for the eternity of death.
Player: gods
Ashtamor: Once you leave your mortal shell, you'll become one with the gods.
Player: monster
Ashtamor: Oh yes, monsters can grant you a passage to the afterlife also, but it's not a comfortable trip. <chuckles>
Player: body
Ashtamor: Is the mind a creation of the body, or the body an invention of the mind?
Player: offer
Ashtamor: I'm offering vases and amphoras, the perfect vessel for all kinds of dusty remains. Ask me for a {trade} if you're interested.
Player: trade
Ashtamor: Yes, it's a wise idea not to leave the choice of your future vessel to chance. Have a look.
Player: afterlife
Ashtamor: No one really knows what awaits us beyond. Although there are some old stories about the {Netherworld}.
Player: Netherworld
Ashtamor: It is the place where the dead end up. Some sages believe, that it is located below the world of the living. ...
Ashtamor: Personally, I think it rather lies within another dimension so that terms like above or beneath are inappropriate to describe it. There are some rumours that the descent to the Netherworld is difficult yet possible for those still living.
Player: Slime
Ashtamor: This man is so old and looks so unhealthy that I expect him to become my customer every day.
Player: bye
Ashtamor: See you again, Player ... sooner or later, more or less alive.
