May the Gods smile on you!
Can you tell us something about the town?
There’s a mage said to ply an unholy trade outside the city. On stormy nights, you often see lightning strike his tower.
Have you heard the talk about a conspiracy of the orcs and Holberkians?
Conspiracy? That’s ludicrous!
Do you know anything about the rat-catcher?
Sure, he doesn’t live that far from here, down where the river takes a turn. But he isn’t home much. He takes his work seriously.
What about those stories of monsters down in the sewers?
Me, I’ve never been down there, and why should I? - I only know none of them have ever come up here!
Do you know something about the pirates?
Sure, everybody’s talking about them! The pirates have plundered and sunk several trading vessels. To add insult to injury, now they’ve settled on an island right in front of town!
How about the guild and the tradesmaster, do you know anything about them?
Everything here in Riva has to do with the guild these days. After a whole squad of guards disappeared down the sewers, the corporation tried to recruit replacements, but they’re all scared of the guild - Just one lonely soul volunteered to enter the guards.
Do you know a guy called Tarik?
Yes, I do, but I’d prefer to have nothing to do with him!
Do you know anything about judge Bosper Jarnug?
There’s a lot of talk about the judge, especially since he was so seriously ill some years ago. Isn’t that just the way it goes: For years, everything was hunky-dory, then one teensy little thing goes wrong, and immediately they all pounce on it!
All the best!
Work calls. - All the best!