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You see Robert
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  • Selling weapons - as sharp and sturdy as you can imagine!

Location

Svargrond, behind the Arena.

Notes

Robert does not like his job and wishes that Bertha, his superior, would let him have a different job or send him back to Carlin. This is probably where you shall sell lootbags. He buys much for the highest price in Tibia and not many players go there so your lootbag has little chance of being stolen.

Trade Details

Transcripts

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Player: hi
Robert: Hello, Player! Nice to see you, welcome to my {weapon} shop.
Player: name
Robert: My name is Robert.
Player: job
Robert: I am responsible for the trade with weapons and armor here in the arena. I constantly beg my superior Bertha to give me some other job or, even better, to send me back to Carlin but the cold seems to have frozen her heart.
Player: weapon
Robert: I have many weapons to offer, including bows, crossbows and ammunition. If you'd like to see my offers, ask me for a {trade}.
Player: armor
Robert: I am selling leather, chain, and brass armor. If you'd like to see my offers, ask me for a {trade}.
Player: legs
Robert: I am selling chain legs. If you'd like to see my offers, ask me for a {trade}.
Player: mission or task
Robert: No, I don't have anything to do for you.
Player: king
Robert: I heard they have a king in Thais.
Player: queen
Robert: If only our beloved queen would know what dangers we have to face here. I am sure she would call us back to the safety of Carlin.
Player: gods
Robert: I daily pray to the gods to protect me from harm. I still believe in a wonder to come which will get me back to Carlin.
Player: druids
Robert: If there were some more druids around with all their awesome healing powers, I'd feel more comfortable.
Player: shamans
Robert: They are the local witch doctors. I'd rather wait for the rare visit of a druid from Carlin than to put my life in the hands of one of those people.
Player: Ferumbras
Robert: Shush! Don't speak that name aloud. It might call him here.
Player: Excalibug
Robert: Sorry, I think we are out of stock.
Player: news
Robert: The good news are: I got not killed by some drunken barbarian or unskilled axe thrower. The bad news are: I am still stranded here.
Player: offer
Robert: My offers are weapons, ammunition, armors, helmets, legs, and shields. If you'd like to see my offers, ask me for a {trade}.
Player: Carlin
Robert: Oh sweet Carlin, when will I see you again?
Player: Edron
Robert: Edron is in the other end of the world. I wish I were there.
Player: Port Hope
Robert: Port Hope and its cannibal orcs is almost as bad as Svargrond.
Player: Thais
Robert: Even Thais could not be worse than this frozen hell hole here.
Player: Venore
Robert: Jessica says they have agents everywhere. I wonder if they try to kill me to hinder our trade here ...
Robert: Since the day I spoke with Jessica, I sleep under my bed, just to be on the safe side.
Player: Svargrond
Robert: Sure it looks peaceful, but to be honest, those wild barbarians are scary.
Player: dwarf
Robert: You know, I thought dwarfs were rude drunkards. However, that was before I met the people here.
Player: elf
Robert: Elves are strange creatures. I heard each of them can cast spells and curses. Every time an elf is looking in my direction, it gives me shivers.
Player: chakoya
Robert: For all I heard, the palisades won't stop them when they come at night to kidnap sleeping people and to eat them alive.
Player: yeti
Robert: Yetis are huge, but perfectly camouflaged in the snow. They attack out of nowhere and before you can scream you are dead.
Player: cult
Robert: I don't know what you mean.
Player: jarl
Robert: The local jarl is a fine man, measured by local standards that is. Still he can't bring me back from the dead when some of the barbarians go berserk and kill me.
Player: raiders
Robert: The raiders are even wilder and, well ... more barbaric than the local barbarians. Can you imagine?!
Player: mines
Robert: The mines are lost. If only the people in Carlin were to accept that and call us back.
Player: Chyll
Robert: That is some spirit the barbarians seem to fear.
Player: Nibelor
Robert: It's a haunted isle where the shamans call spirits and such to our world.
Player: years of serpents
Robert: If those sea serpents had not vanished, I could still sit in the warm and safe Carlin. Cursed serpents.
Player: how are you?
Robert: Oh, don't even ask.
Player: bye
Robert: Good bye, Player.

Robert

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