Shoemaker: Difference between revisions
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| mutations = {{creature mutation|{{MutationID to name|DarkVision}}|3}} | | mutations = {{creature mutation|{{MutationID to name|DarkVision}}|3}} | ||
| desc = Sweat-stained sleeves bellow through a leather apron. =pronouns.Subjective= =verb:turn:afterpronoun= an awl around =pronouns.possessive= fingers. | | desc = Sweat-stained sleeves bellow through a leather apron. =pronouns.Subjective= =verb:turn:afterpronoun= an awl around =pronouns.possessive= fingers. | ||
| categories = Merchants | |||
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==Dialogue== | |||
{{qud dialogue|title=shoemaker|text=Hello, hello, =player.formalAddressTerm=, let's get your weary feet covered. | |||
Come in, =player.formalAddressTerm=, and let me 'shoe' you around, ha ha! | |||
Boots! Shoes! Slippers! Sabatons! How would you prefer to cover your feet, =player.formalAddressTerm=. | |||
As good as my products are, =player.formalAddressTerm=, I don't suggest you go walking in the fracti to test them out. | |||
Anything you need to ask 'a boot', =player.FormalAddressTerm=? Just a little cobbler's joke, there. | |||
Hot sands out there, =player.formalAddressTerm=. Is your footwear protecting you? | |||
Hello, =player.formalAddressTerm=! Care to be shod? | |||
Walk a few parasangs in my shoes, =player.formalAddressTerm=, and you'll wonder how you ever did otherwise. | |||
Live and drink, =player.formalAddressTerm=.}} | |||
{{qud dialogue:choice|{{qud dialogue:choice row|text=Live and drink, cobbler.}}}} | |||
Revision as of 18:09, 12 September 2019
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Character
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Shoemaker |
Faction
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Merchants' Guild (Loved100 Reputation) |
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Inventory
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Inventory
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leather boots(favilink error!) x1(100%)leather apron(favilink error!) x1(100%)steel utility knife(favilink error!) x1(100%) 1d4 4/7basic toolkit(favilink error!) x0-1(100%) | |
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Mutations
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Mutations
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Corpse Dropped
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human corpse(favilink error!) (90%) |
Role
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Brute |
Sweat-stained sleeves bellow through a leather apron. They turn an awl around their fingers.
Dialogue
Hello, hello, (player's formaladdressterm), let's get your weary feet covered.
Come in, (player's formaladdressterm), and let me 'shoe' you around, ha ha!
Boots! Shoes! Slippers! Sabatons! How would you prefer to cover your feet, (player's formaladdressterm).
As good as my products are, (player's formaladdressterm), I don't suggest you go walking in the fracti to test them out.
Anything you need to ask 'a boot', (player's formaladdressterm)? Just a little cobbler's joke, there.
Hot sands out there, (player's formaladdressterm). Is your footwear protecting you?
Hello, (player's formaladdressterm)! Care to be shod?
Walk a few parasangs in my shoes, (player's formaladdressterm), and you'll wonder how you ever did otherwise.
Live and drink, (player's formaladdressterm).