a man nearly as wide as he is tall.
Subsequent visits :
"What now?" he sighs.
Initial visit :
"What?" he grumbles.
"As the sign on my door reads, 'Mortude the Ropemaker.'"
"What?" He snorts a bit then clears his throat.
He looks at you and raises one eyebrow. "I said I makes rope."
"The strongest you'll ever tug!" he says, pushing out his chest.
At pub :
"Come to my shop when I'm open and I'll show you!"
Not at pub :
"Which of you?"
Character not selected :
"Too bad. You'll never find better rope."
Character selected :
<NPC Name> smiles at <Character Name>, "For my fine rope it will cost you 5 gold. Interested?"
no-"Too bad. You'll never find better rope."
yes, but full-"You look pretty full to me."
yes-"Fine, fine!" After accepting <Character Name>'s gold, <NPC Name> hands over the rope.
yes, no gold-"You don't have enough gold."
"He's a pretty good flippits, player."
"You have a bone on ya? We'll play."
"An old dog bone or somethin'?"
"The smaller, the better. And maybe a hat."
"A haaat," he repeats, mockingly. "Never played 'ave ya?"
"Yeah, yeah." He plods off, grumbling.
"Oh, never mind..."
He plays with his braided hair a moment then shrugs.