conversations.from: system
conversations.value: You are undead, marked by the dark sign.
  
  You are a being that can not die, but you are slowly losing what makes you human. First your body will start to fall apart, then your memories, and lastly you will go hollow. Once a man goes hollow there is no return for them, everyone becomes a foe and every action is done in the hopes to devour the souls of others. When did you turn, where did you come from, who did you once know. The questions repeat in your mind but are never answered.
  
  You are feared, and so you are pushed to the far reaches of civilization.
  
  They yelled at you when they threw you in the cart, they yelled such horrible things. People with faces you can't remember, they seem to be melting away in your mind. You passed through many a land to reach here, wherever here is. Each time the cart on which your cage was on would stop, and each time another was added. Others like you.
  
  You are free, but forever I imprisoned.
  
  The cart had gone off the road, something happened to the driver. The ground was cold, snow covered. Still you were trapped, the cages iron bar refusing to release you. The Blind Pilgrim came, they found your plight funny. Then she freed you, pillaged the keys from the driver. 
  
  *"Thou who art Undead, art chosen…
  … let us maketh pilgrimage the Undead Asylum... Perhaps the fate of the Undead we shall find..."*
  
  You thought you go hollow, but purpose may keep you from your fate. At Least while you have hope. 
  
     
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "Nothing special but atleast you know how to swing a sword, and that armor should help. Atleast for awhile. Heh heh." The Blind Pilgrim 
conversations.prefix: Warrior:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "Some brotherhood you joined, the second you turned they sent you packing to the north, atleast they let you keep your armor. Hah hah." The Blind Pilgrim.
conversations.prefix: Knight:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "Seems like you wandered a bit to far doesn't it. Well at least you have quite the story to tell when you get.. Oh wait... Heh heh." The Blind Pligrim 
conversations.prefix: Wanderer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "What happened to you, did you try to rob fate and you got caught. Heh heh." The Blind Pilgrim 
conversations.prefix: Theif :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "Seem like fate judged you harder then any hangman back in the kingdoms could of. Hehe." The Blind Pligrim
conversations.prefix: Bandit :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "What the biggest thing you ever hunted, oh never mind, it nothing compared to what's coming. Hehe" The Blind Pilgrim
conversations.prefix: Hunter :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "Know any magic that can cure this, No, shame. Some good all the studying did you. Ha ha." The Blind Pilgrim
conversations.prefix: Sorcerer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "Now that you can't die, have you tired just standing a in a fire for a really long time. Ha heh." The Blind Pilgrim
conversations.prefix: Pyromancer :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "If I was you I would start to rethink the whole chosen by the lord thing, or maybe he did chose you to be cursed. Heh heh." The Blind Pilgrim 
conversations.prefix: Cleric :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "So they sent you after some lost artifact that can make fires grow stronger, heh, have they tried adding some logs. Heh heh." The Blind Pilgrim  
conversations.prefix: Find the rite of kindling :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "Thou who aren't undead aren't chosen. What a load of rubbish. Heh Heh." The Blind Pilgrim.
conversations.prefix: Find the fate of the Undead :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "So you think you can remove the curse. Well if you do remember to share it with the rest of us. Heh heh." The Blind Pilgrim
conversations.prefix: Find a cure:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "I am sure something about you makes you good. It would be very bad to have nothing going for you. Heh heh." The Blind Pilgrim 
conversations.prefix: What's your virtue  :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "No being is prefect, what is it that you can't do. It would be good for us to know, for the battles to come. Heh heh." The Blind Pilgrim
conversations.prefix: The weakness of mankind:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The filthy street was the once proud city of Hanne. It is littered with rubbish, ash, and blood. The streets are often crawling with hollows, or worse.
conversations.prefix: The streets of Hanne:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have been freed of your chains but now you must escape the cage itself.
conversations.prefix: Escape the cage:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The pilgrim holds the hollow that could come from the rear. But the way forward is also filled with the monsters.
conversations.prefix: Fight to the city center!:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The dead drivers may still have weapons on them, or maybe a nearby house will have something you can use.
conversations.prefix: Get some gear.:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The ability to cast forth flames is at your fingertips.
  (Once all the cards have been used one will need to rest to regain their ability.)
conversations.prefix: Hand of Flame:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Used to cast the most basic of miracles, a boon from the gods. (Once the sack has been used one must rest to regain the item.)
  
  *A Talisman belonging to a Pilgrim of the old valley church. Once the church was a place the undead could go to and find respite but the fire of the church has long since gone cold.*
conversations.prefix: Talisman :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A item need to cast basic spells or miracles. (Once the item has been used one will need to rest to regain the item.)
  
  *A staff that once belonged to a wizard of this frozen land. Many traveled to the valley in the hope of finding out what was left of the old church. but such knowledge was under heavy guard.*
conversations.prefix: Staff of ???:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The guard of the old church. Once Thraben defend the church in the service of another, but when his lady left long ago he went hollow. He stills follows out his last orders even if he doesn't know why
conversations.prefix: Thraben the Coldheart:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Said to be the tears of a god in a far off land. It can heal almost any wound one has.
conversations.prefix: Divine Blessing:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Once but a small place of prayer, now the last light of Hanne. 
conversations.prefix: The Chapel of The Warrior Madien:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A follower of the Warrior Madien, and the owner of the chapel of the Warrior Madien.
conversations.prefix: Father victor:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The last surviving member of the Hanne watch, his mind seems broken and his muttering to himself most of the time.
conversations.prefix: Carth:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A follower of the Warrior Madien, Tansea isn't a renowned fighter but she is always ready to defend her home.
conversations.prefix: Sister Tansea:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A ring that protects the user from friend of the Abyss.
  
  *It is said the Warrior Maiden once was but a simple farmers daughter who took up a sword to fight the threat of the abyss.*
conversations.prefix: The Maiden's Ring:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The soul of a keeper of a bonefire. Use to ethier gain power, or later for a unknown purpose.
  
  *All Firekeepers are told never to wander from the bonefire they tend. But when their fires fade they have nothing left to guard, and are left to wander in the wastes of their home.*
conversations.prefix: Fire Keepers soul:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Undead who made pilgrimage to the old church in the white valley, but lost their way in the winter winds and snow.
  
conversations.prefix: Hollow Pilgrims:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A lost Undead is a hollow undead.
conversations.prefix: The winds of winter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a loyal companion willing to take risks others wouldn't.
conversations.prefix: Light in the dark:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your memories are fading quickly. Soon only the desire to burn will remain.
conversations.prefix: Dying flame:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Running from the world? Guess the world decided to do you a favor and let you go.
conversations.prefix: Nomad:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Well at least all those useless trips are coming in handy. You know how to survive. You've slept in the cold, even in extreme heat. You know how to be by yourself and how to manage a few days with no food. 
conversations.prefix: Experience:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Being abandoned and by yourself has taught you one thing. That is that you should trust no one but yourself. However, under such circumstances, do you really think you can make it on your own?
conversations.prefix: Distrustful:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You returned back to see someone, someone that you really cared about, but who? You were about to meet this person when you were shoved in a cage. You want to go back, but back where?
conversations.prefix: In Love:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: No matter what the curse takes from you, it can't take away your basic nature - a skilled and experienced warrior with an untarnished sense of honour.
conversations.prefix: Honourable warrior:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Such iron defence of your mental core comes at a cost - new memories rarely matter enough to enter that sanctuary, and are easily swept away by death.
conversations.prefix: Anterodegradation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You studied the dark art of necromancy for years. As a result, you acquired both formidable power and forbidden knowledge.
conversations.prefix: Necromancer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "All this knowledge about death, now vanishing bit by bit every time you experience it... You sure have a knack for irony! Hehehe!" The Blind Pilgrim
conversations.prefix: Flitting memory:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This filthy magic... There was a point practicing it in the first place... It was meant to help Mira. 
  But... Who the hell is she?
conversations.prefix: Who's Mira ?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There is nothing that could be said or done to turn a knight against his legion, his companions, and his charges.
conversations.prefix: Loyal:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There is no better option than to go through it, be it man, monster, or malignant demigod.
conversations.prefix: Straight Forward:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There has only been one dream in the sleep of the hallowed knight, that of a girl, young and afraid in the dark. Who is she, why does she come to him, call for him, wait for him?
conversations.prefix: The Dream:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Books have always been your main source of company, it's only fair that you took up a career that centered around them. 
conversations.prefix: Scholar:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know a lot of things about a wide range of topics, though, truthfully, almost all of it just comes from reading rather than experience. 
conversations.prefix: Well Read:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your memory isn't what it used to be anymore, and it's getting far too difficult to recall what was truth and what was fiction in your head. 
conversations.prefix: Decaying Mind:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: In all honesty, you don't particularlly mind this hollow curse that much. What troubles you most is your waning memory, and, really, that just won't do. 
conversations.prefix: Stop Forgetting:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: For all that you make an attempt to at least try to consider the options available in a situation, you know that it is sometimes best to choose one and move on. 
conversations.prefix: Decisive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Courage is being afraid but going on anyhow. You are courageous. You do not step back from a fight, instead you stand tall and fight - even if the odds are against you. I mean you're a nomad, you don't exactly have much to lose anyways.
conversations.prefix: Courage: