That Damn Role Player

For me the second challenge was a great deal more fun. I was constantly pressed to find a reason to speak to people and find a way to slip them some booze. My drink of choice was Snowplum Brandy. I chat logged many of the interactions but there were some I missed and, doofus that I am, I didn’t write down the names. Below are the encounters I had.

As you can see in some cases the brandy was more an afterthought. In attempting to keep the encounter brief (so as to not be a pain to those I was accosting) it sometimes just ended up tacked on. However I still perceive the encounters as a success because it created interaction no matter what the original goal might have been.

Below are the ones I actually got logged and I send out my thanks to those who played along with my challenge, even if they didn’t know they were!

-Nau

To Urthal: A friend told me it is better to drink while fishing. Is this true?
Urthal whispers: Always!
To Urthal: Even if I am not thirsty?
<<At this point Urthal turned the table on me and handed me Lord of Frost’s Private Label>>
To Urthal: Oh! What is that?
Urthal whispers: For fishing!
To Urthal: Why thank you! It smells… different.
To Urthal: Oh… it… made my earsh cold! *giggles*
Urthal whispers: See? Making fishing better already!
To Urthal: Why thank you. I will be shure to remember that! 

To Lullan: Tell me, do death knights eat and drink?
Lullan whispers: Not sure
To Lullan: Here, you can try. Perhaps we will learn something.
To Lullan: I am told it is very good.
<<At this point he dinged the Its Happy Hour Somewhere achievement>>
To Lullan: Oh my! That sounded very good!
Lullan whispers: Mhmm.
To Lullan: Well now we know. Thank you.
You smile at Lullan. 

To Danarian: Pardon me sir, have you a moment?
Danarian whispers: Yes?
To Danarian: I… well I have a problem. I am not familiar with libations and I was hoping you might be able to assist me for a small matter.
To Danarian: You see I have this  Snowplum Brandy and I do not know what the races of this world consider a good “vintage”. Would you try it for me and advise me?
To Danarian: It is for a gift, you see.
Danarian whispers: Unfortunately I do not drink alcohol
To Danarian: Oh! My apologies. Do you then know what standards others use?
Danarian whispers: I do not but I am sure someone in the Inn may be of assistance
To Danarian: Why thank you! That itself is useful!
You bow before Danarian.
You thank Danarian.
Danarian bows down graciously. 

To Boehan: My apologies for disturbing you sir but that is an impressive vehicle.
Boehan whispers: made her myself =)
To Boehan: Is it true that they will run on alcohol?
Boehan whispers: one day… for now I have to fuel it up on dead oozes
To Boehan: Oh. /chuckles Some say humans run on alcohol as well. Is that true?
Boehan whispers: some.  But they hang around in ironforge too much to really be called Humans anymore.
To Boehan: Oh. Well I offer this as a gift anyway.
To Boehan: It is called “brandy”.
You smile at Boehan.
To Boehan: And I wish you the best evening possible.
You bow before Boehan.
Boehan whispers: *sniffs it*  Smells delicious. I shall have to try it myself before using it on the engine.
To Boehan: I do hope you like it. *smiles* 

To Reimos: Does the armor make it difficult for the horse?
Reimos whispers: Not particularly
To Reimos: It just seems quite bulky to me.
Nauloera pats the horse.
Reimos whispers: Not at all
To Reimos: Is it specially trained? Or bred?
Reimos whispers: Both
To Reimos: Oh my. Is it a difficult process?
Reimos whispers: I assume so, I’m not sure. I’m not a trainer.
To Reimos: He is a lovely animal.
You smile at Reimos.
Reimos whispers: Thank you
To Reimos: I must depart now. A gift for your time, friend.
You bow before Reimos.
You smile at Reimos.
Reimos whispers: Thank you, take care.
To Reimos: You as well. 

You gasp at Mechanopeep.
Nauloera says: Its so cute!!
You gently pat Mechanopeep.
You smile at Mechanopeep.
You kneel before Mechanopeep.
Nauloera says: What a darling little… thing!
Nauloera says: Did you make it?
You smile at Widdlejeff.
Nauloera says: You’re very quiet. Well have a good day then.
Widdlejeff says: lol
You gently pat Widdlejeff.
Widdlejeff says: im busyh sry
Widdlejeff cuddles up against you.
Nauloera says: Oh!
You gently pat Widdlejeff.
Widdlejeff hugs you.
Nauloera says: I am sorry for disturbing you then, if you were busy.
Nauloera says: Here, for your trouble
<<Hands him the brandy>>
Widdlejeff hugs Stinker.
You smile at Widdlejeff.
Widdlejeff laughs at Stinker.
You bow before Widdlejeff.
You hug Stinker.
Nauloera ‘s Stinker, Kitty, hugs back.
You smile at Widdlejeff.
Widdlejeff pokes his belly and giggles.
You laugh. 

You peer at Kaelras searchingly.
You peer at Kaelras searchingly.
Nauloera says: You’re a tree?
Kaelras nods. “With leaves.”
Nauloera says: Does… it itch?
Kaelras says: Only in autumn.
Nauloera says: Why in autumn?
Kaelras says: My leaves turn red. I think it’s some sort of inflammation.
Nauloera says: Oh my! I know an alchemist. Have you tried ointments?
Kaelras says: Several! I’m just going to try one now. If you see a purple tree running the other way on fire, do be a dear and throw a bucket of water over it. Me.
Kaelras waves at you.
You bow before Kaelras.
Nauloera says: A gift.
<<Hands him the brandy>>
You smile at Kaelras.
Kaelras smiles at you. 

You gently pat Thrallsmount.
To Arathwr: Your hound is most impressive
Arathwr whispers: thank you
To Arathwr: Where did you acquire him?
You gently pat Thrallsmount.
Arathwr whispers: still smells of orc
To Arathwr: He does have a curious odor.
To Arathwr: This will help.
<<Hands him brandy. Trade cancelled.>>
Arathwr whispers: sorry try that again i spilled some
<<Hands him brandy again.>>
To Arathwr: It removes the odor.
You smile at Arathwr.
You bow before Arathwr.
Arathwr whispers: looks like you have exp with removing odor, those little ones are well know for odor
To Arathwr: I have experience with orcs.
Arathwr whispers: yet i dont smell a thing
Arathwr gently pats Thrallsmount.
To Arathwr: You will enjoy the beast much more when it is deodorized.
You smile at Arathwr.
Arathwr bows before Thrallsmount.
To Arathwr: Good luck to you friend.
You smile at Arathwr.
Arathwr salutes you with respect.
You wave goodbye to Arathwr.  Farewell!
You gently pat Thrallsmount.
Arathwr rubs down Thrallsmount with ointment
Arathwr whispers: thank you
To Arathwr: You’re most welcome sir. 

To Brushtah: You’re hurt!
<<Casts two healing spells on her.>>
Brushtah whispers: ty
To Brushtah: You are most welcome friend.
To Brushtah: You still look weak.
Brushtah whispers:
To Brushtah: You are a dwarf. This should fortify you.
<<Hands her brandy.>>
You bow before Brushtah.
Brushtah thanks you.
You welcome Brushtah. 

To Slundar: Is it dead?
To Slundar: Your horse I mean?
Slundar whispers: yes
To Slundar: How sad!
Slundar whispers:
To Slundar: Dwarves say good liquor will revive anything.
To Slundar: Try this…
<<Hands him brandy.>>
Slundar whispers: How kind.
Nauloera pats the bony horse.
Slundar whispers: I shall try.
To Slundar: Poor thing. I hope it helps!
To Slundar: Good luck to you!
You smile at Slundar.
You bow before Slundar.
Slundar whispers: Thank you, I bid thee good day.  

You peer at Taius searchingly.
You peer at Taius searchingly.
Taius blinks.
To Taius: You are familiar.
To Taius: Do I know you?
Nauloera stares at Taius curiously.
Taius whispers: Familiar?  Don’t know about that.  I come around here time and again. 
To Taius: I think I know you from somewhere but I do not remember where.
To Taius: I am Nauloera. And you are?
Taius whispers: Taius.  Taius Kirtwood.
Nauloera frowns.
Taius shrugs a little. 
To Taius: My apologies sir. That name is not familiar. I must have made a mistake. Please accept a small token for my error.
<<Hands him brandy.>>
To Taius: The dwarves say liquor makes all things better.
You bow before Taius.
Taius takes the glass curiously.
To Taius: They call it “brandy”
You smile at Taius.
Taius whispers: Well… thanks.  And no need to apologize, miss.  We all make mistakes.
Taius smiles at you.
To Taius: You have a good day then, sir.
Taius sips at the drink.
You bow before Taius.
You wave goodbye to Taius.  Farewell!
Taius whispers: Mmn.  You too.
Taius nods at you. 

<<Nau came across this fellow while he was fishing.>>
You peer at Maurelm searchingly.
Nauloera says: I do not think you are doing it right.
Maurelm says: I’m sorry?
Nauloera says: Your fishing. You are not doing it right.
Nauloera says: Here….
<<Hands him brandy.>>
Maurelm says: Well, that’s what the practice is for
Nauloera says: Now you can do it right.
Nauloera says: A dwarf told me so.
You nod at Maurelm.
Maurelm looks dubiously at the drink before shrugging.
Maurelm says: Very shweet, thank you
Nauloera nods knowingly. “Now you are doing it right.”
You bow before Maurelm.

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