a short, heavyset man dressed in rags.
If called on lie :
"I ain't talkin' to you, you're just like all the rest!"
"I'll never crack, no matter 'ow many times you come back!"
Subsequent times after called on lie :
"All right, I give up."
"The rune is 'idden under a potted plant at the Slaughtered Lamb."
"Now go away and leave me alone."
Subsequent visits :
"<Gender>! Am I glad to see thee!"
"You're me last light in a world of darkness."
Initial visit :
"Who's there?" the thief calls insolently.
The thief's tone becomes more respectful as he recognizes you.
"'Strewth, it's the Avatar!"
"You've got to get me out of 'ere, <Gender>!"
"I admit I robbed that grave."
"But it were only because 'is Lordship wouldn't be needin' that stuff no more."
"I 'ad me kids to feed, didn't I?"
"I'll tell you where the rune is if you'll let me go. I've got me kids to think of."
Tears fill the man's eyes.
"My poor children've got no one to take care of them now."
"I only stole to feed them, and that's the truth."
"True? Of course it's true!"
"Even a thief like me wouldn't lie to the Avatar."
"All right, I admit it. I 'aven't got any kids."
"But that stupid cow they got runnin' this place won't listen to reason--a little give-and-take, know what I mean?"
"I tell you what."
"If I tell you where the rune is, will you take it away?"
"I don't want these pompous blighters to 'ave it. Okay?"
no-"Then the gargoyles can take the lot of you!"
"You'll never get nothin' out of me!"
yes-"All right, I'll take your word for it."
"Go to the Slaughtered Lamb; I 'id the rune under a potted plant there."
"And spit on Her Ladyship for me!"
"You mean it, <Gender>? Are they gonna let me go 'ome?"
no-His face falls. "Then I ain't sayin' nothin'. I've got me kids to think of, I do."
yes-His face lights up. "I knew I could count on you, <Gender>!"
"And I'll keep my end of the bargain."
"I 'id the rune under a potted plant in the Slaughtered Lamb inn."
If Iolo in party :
As you leave, Iolo whispers to you.
"Maybe it was necessary, <Avatar Name>, but lying makes me uneasy. Even to someone like him."
"Me name's Boskin, <Gender>."
"I'm but a poor farmer, forced into crime by the harshness of these times."
"There weren't no other way to feed me family, <Gender>!"
"Please, <Gender>! Tell them to let me go 'ome!"
"Tell them about me poor fatherless kids! They'll listen to you!"
"Beg your pardon, <Gender>?"