You must be the servant of Boron’s Sina told us about. Forgive us for not approaching you first.
The man looks at you, disappointed. You seem to have taken the wind from his sails!
The priestess sent you?
Yes, she asked us to have a look around - on account of the undead you’ve seen.
Ah yes, the undead. Well - it’s been quite a while, and there have been no more sightings… but go ahead and have a look, it couldn’t hurt. Mind you don’t disturb the peace of this hallowed ground, though!
The servant of Boron’s turns away abruptly. He probably doesn’t like the thought of strangers getting involved in his business.
Can I help you? Are you looking for a specific grave?
No, thank you. You’re the servant of Boron’s, aren’t you? The priestess has asked us to have a look around - on account of the undead you’ve seen.
The servant of Boron’s turns away abruptly. He probably doesn’t like the thought of strangers getting involved with his business.
It’s you, is it? Did you find anything?
Uhm, well, no, actually, we wanted to ask you a question…
I’m busy. I’m sure you’ll be able to get along without me!
…and with that, the door is shut again!
Yes?
The priestess has asked us to have a look around this place - on account of the undead you’ve seen.
Ah yes, the undead. Well - it’s been quite a while, and there have been no more sightings… but go ahead and have a look, it couldn’t hurt. Mind you don’t disturb the peace of this hallowed ground, though!
The servant of Boron’s turns away abruptly. He probably doesn’t like the thought of strangers getting involved with his business.
What are you doing?! I told you not to touch anything!
It takes some doing to convince the servant of Boron’s that you need to see the interior of the tomb, but in the end he agrees to unlock the age-worn door.
Halt! Who are you, and what are you doing there?
You’re the servant of Boron’s, aren’t you? The priestess has asked us to have a look around - on account of the undead you’ve seen.
The man looks at you somewhat disappointed. It appears that you have taken the wind from his sails!
Ah yes, the undead. Well - it’s been quite a while, and there have been no more sightings… but go ahead and have a look, it couldn’t hurt. Mind you don’t disturb the peace of this hallowed ground, though!
What are you doing?! I told you not to touch anything!
You won’t lay hands on that grave?!
It takes some doing to appease the servant of Boron’s. In a rage he stumps away, but he stays at a distance to watch you.