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NPC 122:
Ophelia, Lax Waitress of the Bunk and Stool[+bye +job +name]
A pretty woman gives you a friendly grin and then coyly turns her eyes away from you.
"I bid thee welcome once again, <AvatarName>," says Ophelia.
[+Cosmo +Sprellic +winnings +Sprellic dead +Sprellic]
name{
"My name is Ophelia, <AvatarName>."
}[-name]
job{
"I am a barmaid. I do most of the work at The Bunk and Stool here in Jhelom."
}[+Jhelom +Bunk and Stool +work]
work{
"Ever since Sprellic, the owner, was challenged to those duels by the three students at the Library of Scars, he has been busy preparing himself. I have been running the place all by myself... although Daphne has been helping me, I suppose."
}[-work +Daphne +Library +Sprellic]
Daphne{
"Honestly, I cannot imagine why thou wouldst be interested in her." She lets out a throaty laugh.
<Daphne> "I heard that, Ophelia. Thou art a spiteful wench!"
"Now, now, Daphne. Temper, Temper! We don't want to scare off the patrons with a poor disposition in addition to a poor face!"
<Daphne> "Witch!"
}[-Daphne]
Bunk and Stool{
"'Tis said that indeed many strange things happen at this bar. As of late, in addition to being an inn and a pub, where thou mayest buy fine food and drink, it has become a betting parlor."
}[-Bunk and Stool +betting +room +food +strange]
Jhelom{
"It is a pretty rough place to work, but," she whispers to you in confidence, "I must confess I find myself attracted to the type of men that live here."
}[-Jhelom]
Library{
"Surely thou hast heard of our famous school for fighters by now! What kind of a world traveller art thou? Do not answer. 'Twas a rhetorical question," she sniffs.
}[-Library]
food{
"Thou shalt have to see Daphne about that. Thou wouldst not expect me to have to go into the kitchen?" Ophelia laughs.
}[-food]
room{
"For naught more than 5 gold thou canst get a lovely room. Dost thou wish to stay the night?"
yes{
"Here is thy key. Be warned, 'twill only work in this establishment, and only for one use."
"Sorry, <AvatarName>, thou must lose some weight, er, some bundles, before I can give thee the room key."
"I am truly sorry, <AvatarName>, but the rooms cost more gold than thou hast."
}else{
"Our rooms are not good enough, I suppose," she says, scowling.
}
"Right now I am not at work so please do not address me as if I were."
}[-room]
Sprellic{
"No one knows old Sprellic better than myself. Although he does not look it, he may well be the deadliest fighting master in all of Britannia."
}[-Sprellic +master]
master{
"After he defeats the fighters of the Library of Scars, he may open his own school teaching his own unique style of fighting."
}[-master +school]
school{
"It will be a great fighting school. Already, fighting men and women are coming to Jhelom to become Sprellic's students. They all long to know the secret that I can tell thee right now."
}[-school +secret]
secret{
Ophelia motions you closer to her. She whispers to you. "Sprellic is really the Avatar returned to us after all these years." She nods solemnly.
Ophelia motions you closer to her. She whispers to you. "Sprellic can call upon the Avatar to come and be his champion." She nods solemnly.
}[-secret]
strange{
"In case thou hast not noticed, this is a rough town. We see all types of odd characters in this place." She looks you over carefully.
}[-strange]
betting{
"Sorry, all bets are off, due to the... er, unfortunate passing on of one or more of the parties involved."
"I am taking wagers on Sprellic's duels. Wouldst thou like to place a bet?"
yes{
"How much wouldst thou like to bet that Sprellic defeats all three of his challengers?"
"Perhaps thou art not truly serious about thy convictions. Mayhaps Daphne will take thy line of bets."
"Thou wouldst bet <Amt> gold that Sprellic will win?"
"Very well. How much wouldst thou like to bet?"
"Very well. Let me give thee markers for thy gold. Each one is worth 10 gold coins. If Sprellic wins, thou mayest come collect twice that amount of gold from me.
"Should he lose, <AvatarName>, thy markers are, of course, worthless."
"I shall soon see thee again, <AvatarName>." You notice she is suppressing a tiny giggle. "When thou dost return to collect thy winnings." For a moment it seems she cannot make eye contact with you.
"Thou must return later when thou hast enough room in thy pack for these markers."
"Thou hast not the amount of gold thou dost want to bet! Art thou trying to swindle me?"
}else{
"Then if thou wouldst like to bet against Sprellic, thou mayest see Daphne, but I warn thee thou wilt be throwing thy money away!"
}
}[-betting]
winnings{
"I see thou hast returned to collect thy winnings." She shrugs and pays them to you.
"Thou cannot carry that much gold! Return later when thou canst take all thy winnings at one time!"
"Thou hast already collected thy winnings!"
}[-winnings]
Cosmo{
"Who? Oh, he is a local boy who comes in here and moons over me on occasion. Do not concern thyself with him. I do not."
<Daphne> "Why what kind of way is that to speak of he who will soon become thy betrothed! Finally, I can make thee move out of mine house! Every moment of sharing my life with thee has been intolerable!"
"Do not get thine hopes up yet, my dear Daphne! I have put a condition on our marriage and poor Cosmo will never be able to fulfill it!"
<Daphne> "Thou dost never know! The thought of thee in thy wedding gown with thy groom Cosmo at thy side is simply delicious! Perhaps he is the man who will finally teach thee to be a lady at last!"
}[-Cosmo]
Sprellic dead{
"Hmpf! If thou didst bet against him, then I suppose thou shalt be rich! I wouldst bet that thou wert the one who killed him, too!"
She turns away from you with a sneer. END
}[-Sprellic dead]
bye{
"Do come and visit us again, <AvatarName>." END
}