"To be called Ansikart."

"To mean `anti-dry-master.'"

"To serve food and drink to others."

"To apologize, but to ask you to return when I am open."

"To know all the gargoyles in Vesper. To want to know about specific ones?"

"To want information, perhaps, about the provisioner or the sage?

"To warn you that many hold resentment for their poor treatment. To be careful, please."

"To be a town full of hate -- to have the humans hate us and to know many hate them, especially Anmanivas and Foranamo. To be not a good thing." He appears saddened.

"To be named Wis-Sur."

"To be a great mind, knowledgeable in many things."

"To have once been a great mind. To be now paranoid and reclusive. To feel pity for Wis-Sur."

"To be Aurvidlem. To have become sullen lately, but to know not why."

"To be a laborer for the town."

"To mine for the Mining company here. To be the only gargoyle still mining here." He nods his head.

"To be very tolerant, like For-Lem."

"To work now with only humans, who hate and degrade him. To continue working, however, despite this. To be quite tolerant of human intolerance." He nods, as if to emphasize his point.

"To have been killed by you in this very tavern. To remember not?

"To have been his fault, but still, to tell you I feel remorse for him and his brother."

"To have worked the mines with Lap-Lem, but to have left just recently." He shakes his head.

"To hate the humans who work there, and who live on the other side of the oasis. To be too violent. To <have been|be> no longer permitted on the other side."

"To be brother to Anmanivas and to have been raised by the same parent. To hate humans as much as Anmanivas, and," he sighs, "to <have been|be> allowed no longer to visit the human side."

"To hope you will bring peace again to our people, Avatar." END