Talk:Thok of Daemonheim

Interesing conversation
Guys read this, This is what a player got after getting all M. and thok letters:

Player: I managed to find all your letters!

Thok, Master of Dungeoneering: Not remember that at all, but it feel true. Thok and Marm can't remember what happened at the bottom of the halls at all, player name. Memory a mess, like when Thok. fell asleep in a keg of stout.

Thok, Master of Dungeoneering: Marm! Marm, wake up! Thok was wrong: someone managed to find our letters!

Player: You wrote somebody saved you and brought you back here: a man with a... white beard, I think you said. I guess he must have-

Marmaros, Rewards Trader: W.. What - all of them? You.. you know we made it to bottom of that place?

Marmaros, Rewards Trader: A white beard? No, it couldn't be.

Player: You must have done. The letters go all the way down to the lowest floors.

Thok, Master of Dungeoneering: Haha, look! Marm must be getting better: he using his head again!

Marmaros, Rewards Trader: I can't believe it! Did oyu know what ha...happened to me? Why I have trouble thinking? Wh I can't ever sl..sleep for fear?

Marmaros, Rewards Trader: I.. I can't be sure, but I might have an idea of who this man with a white beard is. Theres someone I need to talk to.. someone who has a lot of explaining to do.

Player: Neither of you remember? Your letters aren't clear, but it looks like someone pulled a plug and drained Marmos of all hope and optimism. You became suicidal, and Thok had to stop you hurting yourself by breaking your arms.

Thok, Master of Dungeoneering: But for now, Thok have work to do, and mustn't exhaust Marm from excitement. You have thanks, player name. Thok will sing your name at tonights eveningside.

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Now what do we do with this? XzarDragon 13:29, November 7, 2010 (UTC)