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[CHAPTER 1] [CHAPTER 2] [CHAPTER 3] [CHAPTER 6]
[SILDEN]

"Sah, enconsi?"

CHAPTER 1 - FIRST CHAPTER 1 - SECOND

Locklear motioned to the figure across the room.
The man walked over to join them. He stood before them, eyebrows arched inquisitively.
JOFTAZ: The boy has the look of a magician about him. Has he been...educated?
OWYN: I had a few tutors when I was young - my father brought them to our manor - I had an instructor once named Patrus in Tiburn.
JOFTAZ: Ha ha. Impressive background, my young friend.
LOCKLEAR: Owyn...please, you shouldn't brag so much. People might think you're someone that you're not...
Why the interest in my nephew's education, tavernkeep? Are you looking for a tutor for your children?
JOFTAZ: No children have I, at the least, none that I know of. I was merely concerned that a boy with talent should go to waste.
LOCKLEAR: So far, the only talent that my wayward nephew has shown is a talent for eating too much and complaining too volubly. I assure you he won't be wasted on anything.
JOFTAZ: I feel certain of that. Could I interest you in something to eat? I would offer you something fresh, but a thief slipped in during the night and stole most of our provisions. I have some older provisions that you might take a chance on.

Locklear motioned to the figure across the room.
The man walked over to join them. He stood before them, eyebrows arched inquisitively.
JOFTAZ: Could I interest you in something to eat? I would offer you something fresh, but a thief slipped in during the night and stole most of our provisions. I have some older provisions that you might take a chance on.

YES (enough) YES (not enough) NO

LOCKLEAR: Fetch them for us. I believe I have enough.
JOFTAZ: Pleasure doing business with you.

LOCKLEAR: Ye...hmm. Seems I've run short on funds. I guess we will have to pass this time around.
JOFTAZ: I have been here for many years and I am sure I shall be here for many years to come. If you wish to buy from Joftaz, I will be here.
LOCKLEAR: That's good to know. We will try to return.

LOCKLEAR: I don't like the sound of old rations... No thank you, tavernkeep. Perhaps when you get fresh provisions in.
JOFTAZ: Whatever you wish, strangers. Joftaz and the Anchorhead shall be here should you ever wish to return.
LOCKLEAR: That's good to know. Thanks.

CHAPTER 2 - PLAGUED CHAPTER 2 - NOT PLAGUED

James motioned to the barkeep.
The man looked up from the goblets he was washing and smiled in their direction, obviously happy to have more customers. But his welcome expression changed to a mixture of fear and outrage and he began to scream at them in a language James didn't understand.
JOFTAZ: Ruthi a'dibi abas! The contagion! The contagion!
JAMES: Please...my companions and I are ill and in need of help. Where might we find someone who knows how to heal us?
JOFTAZ: None may heal you! The Dancer Through Men's Hearts has marked you for her dance and none may save you! Go now, please before you infect me!
JAMES: If a goddess has marked us, then only a goddess may be able to save us. What temples may be close by? Who is the local patron goddess?
JOFTAZ: My men will be here soon! You will regret waiting!
JAMES: Tell me where the nearest temple is or I will come over there, pin you to the floor and my companions and I will take turns spitting down your throat until you crawl with this disease! Where is a temple?!
JOFTAZ: The Mist Devil is anchored in harbor and it sometimes will take passengers to the Temple of Eortis on Temple Isle. The man on board will ask for ten gold pieces. I hope the boat crashes and takes the three of you to your deaths! Now be gone!
JAMES: And none too soon. Expect another visit from us, barkeep.

James motioned to the figure across the room. The man walked over to join them.
JOFTAZ: You will bring ill luck on all our heads... I do not wish your business!
JAMES: Why do you wish us gone?
JOFTAZ: If you are here, you have crossed paths with those who work for the Crawler. All who cross him die.
JAMES: You wouldn't happen to mean some men who were waiting outside of town, would you?
JOFTAZ: I will say nothing more to you. I am content as a living man.
JAMES: I can understand your fears. I will ask no more questions of you for now.

CHAPTER 3 - FIRST VISIT
James motioned to the figure across the room.
The man walked over to join them. He stood before them, eyebrows arched inquisitively.
JAMES: As the keeper of a tavern, I imagine you get quite a bit of traffic through here, lots of people wanting to buy or sell items that were - shall we say - indiscriminately acquired? Who would I speak to if my interests lay in that direction?
JOFTAZ: Any that walks the streets. Silden is not known for its reputable patronage as you no doubt have seen. Why would this interest you?
JAMES: I need to find out about the possible purchase of two very special items that might have been picked up here in Silden. I'm looking for whoever might have sold them.
JOFTAZ: If an item is sold in Silden then I am the only man that you should speak to. Any other transactions are done the Silden way.
JAMES: Very well, Joftaz. I need to find out what you may know about either a brass spyglass or a silver spider. I would be willing pay in gold.
JOFTAZ: You will pay, most undoubtedly for that information, but I am not interested in your Kingdom coins. If it were gold I could come up with the sum I want myself. No, what I require is the assistance of a thief.
JAMES: Why do you think I would be of any help?
JOFTAZ: I live in a city of thieves. I have spent my life knowing how to sense them and I know most assuredly that you have a thief's instincts. This is the bargain. I will tell you about the silver spiders that I sell on occasion, and you will find a bag of powder that was stolen by the Crawler. It has most likely been taken to his house near here. The house is locked and I suspect that the pouch will be hidden away in a chest or cabinet or such.
JAMES: Any thief could do that for you. Why would we be especially qualified for this?
JOFTAZ: Because all the thieves in this place - they all are the hands and eyes of the Crawler. To be working for me, that would be death for them.
JAMES: Why? What is it that is in this powder bag?
JOFTAZ: I have made my offer. The information for the pouch. Do we have a deal?

YES NO

JAMES: My bump of trouble is telling me that I shouldn't be agreeing to this, but you have a deal, Joftaz. I'll get your pouch. A straight exchange, the information for the item.
JOFTAZ: Consider it a deal then. I will wait for you here in the Anchorhead until you return with the item.
JAMES: We will be back. Do not leave this place.

JAMES: There was a time when I was considered the best thief in Krondor, but that time has long passed.
I am a seigneur in Prince Arutha's court and I've fought hard to deserve that title.
JOFTAZ: No doubt, but I think you will change your mind if you really wish to know the things you have asked about. No rumormonger in Silden knows more than Joftaz and very few of them can be so easily bought. I shall see you again, I am quite certain.
JAMES: Your arrogance will one day get you into trouble. Do not presume to know the minds of others. Good day.

CHAPTER 3 - SECOND VISIT (if Quest)
James motioned to the figure across the room.
The man walked over to join them. He stood before them, eyebrows arched inquisitively.
JOFTAZ: So, the honorable seigneur from Krondor returns. Have you brought along the pouch I asked you for?

YES (true) YES (false) NO

JAMES: It seems that today Banath has smiled on the both of us. I have what you want, and you apparently know what I need to know. The pouch in exchange for the story. That was the deal. I want to hear a story about a silver spider.
JOFTAZ: Heh. Yes, Banath has gifted you most certainly. I wouldn't have thought anyone wily enough to defeat the Crawler, but if the Happy Prankster has given you the knack then I'll happily help you as best I can. Now - the silver spider is a rare item so I remember when I get one and am most assuredly pleased when I can turn a profit from one. They are heartily sought here in the Kingdom. It's been several months since last I sold one.
JAMES: Can you describe the last man who bought one?
JOFTAZ: Oh, aye, I can describe him. Stoop backed, crass, hard bartering fellow. He was wearing a black cloak and a bird - an eagle - was blazed across his chest.
JAMES: You mean a hawk? A golden hawk?
JOFTAZ: I have lived the greater part of my days here in Silden. It might have been a hawk or it could have been a gull. All I know is that I lost a great deal that day between he and the trader named Abuk who brought in some sailor's trinkets he appropriated from Prank's Stone. As for the man with the bird on his chest, the last I heard of him he was asking to purchase a ticket on a ship called the Mocker's Folly bound for Krondor.
JAMES: A Nighthawk bound for Krondor? Where could I find the ship's captain?
JOFTAZ: Krondor, I suspect, though I don't see why that would be important to you.
JAMES: I will decide what is important or unimportant. Now, what about the brass spyglass? Would you know anything about that?
JOFTAZ: As I told you before, sailor's trinkets are common here in Silden. If it is a special glass you covet I would urge you to seek out the trader, Abuk. I could hope only to make five, perhaps ten gold sovereigns from such an item so I decided they were not really worth my time bothering with them.
JAMES: You may find that bothering with silver spiders has cost you more than imagined, Joftaz. If I find that any of the Prince's family have died of poisoning when I return there, you'll have a great deal more to worry about than turning a profit.

JOFTAZ: I am assuming that you are here to speak about the item which we discussed. You have been expedient in finding it.
JAMES: Before you ask, no we don't have it. I was just hoping that perhaps you would open up a bit more about...
JOFTAZ: You forget quickly, but Joftaz is not so slow witted. We have a deal and these lips remain sealed until I see that which I have asked for. Good bye.

JAMES: No, no...we haven't found it yet. His house is quite difficult to enter. We were hoping that perhaps if you told us more of Silden and the people here...
JOFTAZ: You would play me the fool, but I have lived among sailors too long for such trickery. Our deal stands. Joftaz tells nothing until you return to me the powder bag for which I have asked.
JAMES: If we, uh, find it we will return it to you. Good day.

CHAPTER 3 (post-Quest)
James motioned to the figure across the room.
The man walked over to join them. He stood before them, eyebrows arched inquisitively.
JOFTAZ: Your patronage is most heartily appreciated, but I warn you that further visits to the Anchorhead might be...dangerous? Now that you have returned my pouch, they will be looking for the thief who took it and most assuredly I haven't the skills to perform the task. It would be best if you left as quickly as possible.
JAMES: Perhaps you are right. Good day.

CHAPTER 6
Owyn motioned to the figure across the room.
The man walked over to join them. He stood before them, eyebrows arched inquisitively.
JOFTAZ: Could I interest you in something to eat? I would offer you something fresh, but a thief slipped in during the night and stole most of our provisions. I have some older provisions that you might take a chance on.

YES (enough) YES (not enough) NO

OWYN: Fetch them for us. I believe I have enough.
JOFTAZ: Pleasure doing business with you.

OWYN: Ye...hmm. Seems I've run short on funds. I guess we will have to pass this time around.
JOFTAZ: I have been here for many years and I am sure I shall be here for many years to come. If you wish to buy from Joftaz, I will be here.
OWYN: Thank you. We may return.

OWYN: I don't like the sound of old rations... No thank you, tavernkeep. Perhaps when you get fresh provisions in...
JOFTAZ: Whatever you wish, strangers. Joftaz and the Anchorhead shall be here should you ever wish to return.
OWYN: Hmm. I'll remember your offer.

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YES (enough)	YES (not enough)	NO
LOCKLEAR: Fetch them for us. I believe I have enough. JOFTAZ: Pleasure doing business with you.	LOCKLEAR: Ye...hmm. Seems I've run short on funds. I guess we will have to pass this time around. JOFTAZ: I have been here for many years and I am sure I shall be here for many years to come. If you wish to buy from Joftaz, I will be here. LOCKLEAR: That's good to know. We will try to return.	LOCKLEAR: I don't like the sound of old rations... No thank you, tavernkeep. Perhaps when you get fresh provisions in. JOFTAZ: Whatever you wish, strangers. Joftaz and the Anchorhead shall be here should you ever wish to return. LOCKLEAR: That's good to know. Thanks.

YES (true)	YES (false)	NO
JAMES: It seems that today Banath has smiled on the both of us. I have what you want, and you apparently know what I need to know. The pouch in exchange for the story. That was the deal. I want to hear a story about a silver spider. JOFTAZ: Heh. Yes, Banath has gifted you most certainly. I wouldn't have thought anyone wily enough to defeat the Crawler, but if the Happy Prankster has given you the knack then I'll happily help you as best I can. Now - the silver spider is a rare item so I remember when I get one and am most assuredly pleased when I can turn a profit from one. They are heartily sought here in the Kingdom. It's been several months since last I sold one. JAMES: Can you describe the last man who bought one? JOFTAZ: Oh, aye, I can describe him. Stoop backed, crass, hard bartering fellow. He was wearing a black cloak and a bird - an eagle - was blazed across his chest. JAMES: You mean a hawk? A golden hawk? JOFTAZ: I have lived the greater part of my days here in Silden. It might have been a hawk or it could have been a gull. All I know is that I lost a great deal that day between he and the trader named Abuk who brought in some sailor's trinkets he appropriated from Prank's Stone. As for the man with the bird on his chest, the last I heard of him he was asking to purchase a ticket on a ship called the Mocker's Folly bound for Krondor. JAMES: A Nighthawk bound for Krondor? Where could I find the ship's captain? JOFTAZ: Krondor, I suspect, though I don't see why that would be important to you. JAMES: I will decide what is important or unimportant. Now, what about the brass spyglass? Would you know anything about that? JOFTAZ: As I told you before, sailor's trinkets are common here in Silden. If it is a special glass you covet I would urge you to seek out the trader, Abuk. I could hope only to make five, perhaps ten gold sovereigns from such an item so I decided they were not really worth my time bothering with them. JAMES: You may find that bothering with silver spiders has cost you more than imagined, Joftaz. If I find that any of the Prince's family have died of poisoning when I return there, you'll have a great deal more to worry about than turning a profit.	JOFTAZ: I am assuming that you are here to speak about the item which we discussed. You have been expedient in finding it. JAMES: Before you ask, no we don't have it. I was just hoping that perhaps you would open up a bit more about... JOFTAZ: You forget quickly, but Joftaz is not so slow witted. We have a deal and these lips remain sealed until I see that which I have asked for. Good bye.	JAMES: No, no...we haven't found it yet. His house is quite difficult to enter. We were hoping that perhaps if you told us more of Silden and the people here... JOFTAZ: You would play me the fool, but I have lived among sailors too long for such trickery. Our deal stands. Joftaz tells nothing until you return to me the powder bag for which I have asked. JAMES: If we, uh, find it we will return it to you. Good day.

YES (enough)	YES (not enough)	NO
OWYN: Fetch them for us. I believe I have enough. JOFTAZ: Pleasure doing business with you.	OWYN: Ye...hmm. Seems I've run short on funds. I guess we will have to pass this time around. JOFTAZ: I have been here for many years and I am sure I shall be here for many years to come. If you wish to buy from Joftaz, I will be here. OWYN: Thank you. We may return.	OWYN: I don't like the sound of old rations... No thank you, tavernkeep. Perhaps when you get fresh provisions in... JOFTAZ: Whatever you wish, strangers. Joftaz and the Anchorhead shall be here should you ever wish to return. OWYN: Hmm. I'll remember your offer.