conversations.from: system
conversations.value: For generations the human settlements have dotted these lands, a quiet community connected by a network of paths. Independent and self-sufficient, the folks here are simple people, living and dying in realitive peace. 
  
  But last week, The Invaders came. All was looted and burned, the population slaughtered, and these lands left in ruin. As you crawl out from your hidey-holes and root cellars in the burned-out shell of your homes, you blink in the bright sunshine for the first time in days. 
  
  The howl of nearby wolves snaps you from your shocked trance, and something, someone moves in the woods, just out of sight as you turn your head. As a slightly chill breeze blows the first few leaves off the trees, you realize all your stores for the upcoming winter are gone. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can make tools and goods out of raw materials. All you need are Tools. 
conversations.prefix: Craftsman:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can grow things, given seeds, tools, and time. 
conversations.prefix: Farmer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can produce wood if you have tools and forest. 
conversations.prefix: Woodcutter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can find food and furs if you have tools.
conversations.prefix: Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can create a place for others to rest and heal if you have food, tools, and wood.
conversations.prefix: Homemaker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have Knowledge. You can improve any task attempted by another player.
conversations.prefix: Elder:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can change one good for another good when interacting with another non-hostile character. 
conversations.prefix: Merhant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are never afraid, but you also never heed legitimate warnings. 
conversations.prefix: Fool:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are never afraid, but you must protect those you see as younger or weaker than you. As a Protector, you may deflect any attack on an ally within arms reach of you. If you attack an enemy, you must first attack one who most likely threatens someone weaker than you. 
conversations.prefix: Protector:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are most effective at looking out for yourself. If you look out for someone else, it's at a disadvantage. If you are forced to choose between someone else and yourself, you must choose yourself. Due to this, others also will choose you after themselves or others for any reason. 
conversations.prefix: Loner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your life revolves around helping others. Such is your dedication, if you can not save yourself, you will do all you can if others could live. 
  
  But such is your devotion, others can not just leave you behind. You will always be the second to last left behind, if there are any others left. 
conversations.prefix: Nurturer:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are not fast, and you are not sharp, but you can lift heavy things and carry heavy burdens. 
conversations.prefix: Strong as an Ox:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are hardened from a life of laboring outdoors. Tough sinews, calloused hands, weathered skin, and iron resolute. When other men would bleed, you don't. When other men would give up, you trudge on.
conversations.prefix: Tough as Nails:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tough and cheerful, you take on rough odds and tough tasks with a zeal that uplifts those around you. Never sick, never frustrated, you are the rock for others around you to build on. 
conversations.prefix: Hale:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Like a small mongrel who's trapped a rodent in a hole, you will keep digging for hours, long after it's gone out the back door. You will succeed or die trying - others will have a hard time dissuading you from this task. 
conversations.prefix: Zeal:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You come up with clever solutions to tricky problems. You can re-purpose items in novel ways, and find resources overlooked by others. 
conversations.prefix: Resourceful:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: While not airways a strength, sometimes you just need someone to take one for the team. Hopelessness it's nobody you'll need later....
conversations.prefix: Dumb:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can't carry much, but what you lack in strength, you more than make up for in quickness. You act first, although not necessarily wisely, and you can out-run most things. 
conversations.prefix: Quick:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Out-of-sight, out-of-mind is your motto. You can dissappear without a trace and stay hidden while all but the most determined or skilled search for you. 
conversations.prefix: Stealthy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your quick-thinking and esoteric knowledge can save the day, but only if you can explain it to others. 
conversations.prefix: Smart:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: High-ground, cover, feints, timely sacrifices, and strategic retreats are your game. 
conversations.prefix: Strategic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're the best, and you know it. You don't need advise, and you don't need help. 
conversations.prefix: Cocky:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Lost in a farming accident years ago, you've generally managed to get along ok with this missing appendage. Until now. 
conversations.prefix: Stumpy :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You weren't healthy before The Invaders, but days underground without food and water have nearly killed you. Can you go on? 
conversations.prefix: Sickly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: At least you didn't just die. but the pain almost makes you wish you did. 
conversations.prefix: Broken:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You forgot how big and clumsy you were, or that you had opposable thumbs. That was noisy and inelegant, and things broke. 
conversations.prefix: BullInnaShop:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: We're all in this together, it's just that some of us have pressing needs. You're not available to help because you went to find something to eat.....or ate an important bit of supplies. 
conversations.prefix: Hungry:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This situation requires a delicate touch, but all you've got is a hammer. Your favorite hammer. 
conversations.prefix: Just got a hammer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Somebody needs to do something NOW, and that someone is you. 
conversations.prefix: Rash :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Something has been stalking you. You just realized that now.
conversations.prefix: Hunted:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You just don't get it, do you? 
conversations.prefix: Dumb:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Instead of just doing the obvious right thing, you're sitting there pondering other, more complicated solutions, wasting time, and putting everyone in danger. 
conversations.prefix: Smart:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can't go on. You just need some rest. 
conversations.prefix: Exhausted:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your last tenuous connection to reality just snapped. What you do next has no bearing on the real world, only the twisted one now in your head. 
conversations.prefix: Crazy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You all need food. Either enough to get you to civilization, or enough to last you through the winter. 
conversations.prefix: Food:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Before you do something, you need to know what it is. Follow The Invaders and pick up scraps? Cross the mountains before winter? Brave the Mistlands? 
conversations.prefix: A plan:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Tools, bags, buckets, knapsacks, weapons, bandages. 
conversations.prefix: Equipment:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You hear them howling already. They're going to have to be dealt with one way or another. 
conversations.prefix: The Wolves:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They caused this crisis, but they're not necessarily gone. Small bands still roam these lands, killing and looting with impunity. 
conversations.prefix: The Invaders:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Winter is coming. Your shelter is gone, along with your food and supplies. Every day without these things is one day closer to certain death. 
conversations.prefix: The Winter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Other survivors of this raid are out there somewhere. But are they friends or foes? 
conversations.prefix: The Others:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Humans have ruled this land for generations, but with all settlements lost, the races they displaced may cone creeping back. 
conversations.prefix: The Natives:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Village you once called home. A burned shell, looted and destroyed. The dead litter the ground, and all is lost. 
conversations.prefix: The Village:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Ommm nomm nomm.
conversations.prefix: The Wolves:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: As night falls in The Mistlands, your fear is dulled by exhaustion. You realize that you haven't eaten in days. You need food. Now. 
conversations.prefix: Exhaustion:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You won't be riding very far on this, but it might fuel your legs for a bit. 
conversations.prefix: Dead Horse:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is but a small band, but still they outnumber you. Strong, armed, and vicious, you must avoid their notice upon peril of death. 
conversations.prefix: The Invaders:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Is he here to help, or prey upon you? 
conversations.prefix: An Elf:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have stayed too far off the beaten path. You must deal with The Wolves now. 
conversations.prefix: Forest of Wolves:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A great fen lies here, and mist shadows all. Every step may lead to disaster, but this is the only possible escape. 
conversations.prefix: The Mistlands:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have nothing. Without something you will die. 
conversations.prefix: Nothing:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: These may allow you to fashion simple tools.
conversations.prefix: Blacksmith Tools:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A bow, quiver with 6 arrows, and a skinning knife.
conversations.prefix: Poaching Cache:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A bundle of dried herbs and berries tucked into the corner of a burned-out shack.
conversations.prefix: Healing Herbs:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A pot and skillet, some salt and some herbs, a boning knife and a ladle. Not much, but enough to turn found food into a meal.
conversations.prefix: Cooking Supplies:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Tucked away in a hidden crevice in a fallen-down shack covered in moss on the edge of town lies a book. Its script is illegible to most, but one who knows The Way may be able to read it and use its secrets. 
conversations.prefix: Book of Lore:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: In the ashes of a home lies the head of a great splitting maul. Nearly ten pounds in weight, this hunk of metal can crush rock and bone, fell trees, and split logs. That is, if a suitable handle can be attached. 
conversations.prefix: Chorl's Splitting Maul:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: These simple sacks are a little moldy but otherwise sound. They could carry a few supplies. 
conversations.prefix: Burlap Bags:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They hold liquid. 
conversations.prefix: Buckets:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Escape the village with everything of value you can carry. 
conversations.prefix: Escape:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Do you follow The Invaders, foray into The Mistlands, or brave the Tethon Mountains as winter sets in? 
conversations.prefix: A Plan:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A shout rings out in the early morning darkness. A thud, a whimper, and then snarling. 
conversations.prefix: Attacked! :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Even with The Elf's guidance, staying on The Path is not guarantee. You must not stray into the murk, and you must get the wagon past any obstacles. 
conversations.prefix: The Path:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This perfectly circular stone slab is surrounded by effigies of the creatures slaughtered on it. At some point the souls trapped within them will reach a critical mass, and the real ceremony will begin. 
conversations.prefix: The Altar of T'haarkis:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This perfectly circular stone slab is surrounded by effigies of the creatures slaughtered on it. At some point the souls trapped within them will reach a critical mass, and the real ceremony will begin. 
conversations.prefix: The Altar of T'haarkis:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You probably don't want this. 
conversations.prefix: Bucket of Chorl's Blood:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You must cross this slowly moving river to escape The Mistlands. 
conversations.prefix: The River:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You must convince him to give you passage. What do you have for a toll? 
conversations.prefix: The Ferryman:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The ferryman is not friendly. Nor is his second. You must deal with one or both, and get across the river. 
conversations.prefix: The Passage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have unknown lands ahead of you and a raft and a river behind you. What do you do, as winter now fast approaches? 
conversations.prefix: Freedom to Choose:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The simple cabin here is quite well stocked for the winter. Food, blankets, wood, and cooking supplies. Enough to keep a few people comfortable through a long winter. More than you can carry, but you might want some. 
conversations.prefix: Supplies:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Lured by the Blood God, Slave, Murderer, Witch, Leper. Are you fit to travel the same road together? 
conversations.prefix: Trust:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: As the ice builds, the river slows. It is now more treacherous than ever, but downstream lies freedom. 
  
  You hope. 
conversations.prefix: The Frozen River :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Designed to travel short distances across the river guided by a rope, this "vessel" is not really river-worthy. You will need to make some modifications if you wish to travel safely downriver on it.  
conversations.prefix: The Ferry:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: None of you have experience traversing rivers, save Asny. And she has only gone side-to-side, not around bends, through ice-floes, and over rapids. 
conversations.prefix: The River:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That didn't work out so well. What's the plan? Fix the raft, or strike out into the frozen woods? 
conversations.prefix: Plan Number Two:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are neither traders nor soldiers, citizens nor merchants. 
  
  How do you gain entry if you are not welcome here? How do you keep out of sight and avoid The Hole?
conversations.prefix: City Guards:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are not from here. You are the faceless enemy. If you are found out, you will be imprisoned or worse. 
  
  No money, no papers, no job, no prospects. But outside these walls howls the white death of winter.
conversations.prefix: Outlanders:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can choose to follow the strange cult into the winter storm, or stay behind, trying to blend in. 
conversations.prefix: Pilgrimage or Deception:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Avoided or appeased, you must divert these folks from wondering about your background and legitimacy in this city. 
conversations.prefix: City Guards:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Murders can't be let off lightly, or anyone would think they could be one. 
conversations.prefix: Making an Example:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The town you have taken shelter in for the winter now burns, the populace laid low by poison and hallucination. Can you stay here, or must you flee this terror? 
conversations.prefix: The Fall of Civilization:
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.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.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Where others see calamity you see potential. A positive outlook, the eye to see the best in any situation and the determination to grab it.
conversations.prefix: Opportunity Knocks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are hardened from a life of laboring outdoors. Tough sinews, calloused hands, weathered skin, and iron resolute.
conversations.prefix: Tough as Nails:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your grandchildren are lost. Did they flee the fighting? Were they killed by the Invaders? Eaten by wolves?
conversations.prefix: Where are my grandchildren?:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You dig, lift, carry, and drag. Not glamorous, but necessary work. 
conversations.prefix: Laborer :
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.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: A singed and splintered cart patched with scrap wood and iron. It's shoddy, doesn't roll too well and looks awful, but it'll help carry whatever is necessary. You'll need to find someone or something to pull it...
conversations.prefix: Repaired Wagon:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know the woods well after a lifetime of foraging for their bounty. You're familiar with the terrain, how to hunt, and the stranger creatures of the trees.
conversations.prefix: Ways of the Woods:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are attuned to your surroundings, noticing small signs and actions of people and the environment that tip you off to what they're truly thinking or what may be hiding or soon to come.
conversations.prefix: Aware:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The woods are deep and dark. In the deepest, darkest places, the elves linger. While most elves ignore humans, you have attracted their attention and come to an disturbing understanding.
conversations.prefix: The Elves and I Have an Understanding:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Asny Skorridottir suffers the memory of the one soul she swore to protect. A young soul now lost due to her failure to act.
conversations.prefix: Anguish of a Broken Heart:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: To no longer be a slave. To no longer be controlled by another. To no longer live in fear and subjugation.
  
  Even if just in death, Asny will find freedom at last.
conversations.prefix: Freedom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a healthy dose of skepticism, keen judgement, and a sound mistrust of others. Usually. I mean you keep listening to Agata, and that can't keep working out for long. But most of the time - solid.
conversations.prefix: Shrewd:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have a sense of direction that rarely steers you wrong.  You can estimate where you are, and which way to go to get to your destination (or common destinations)
conversations.prefix: Direction Sense:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You tend to shirk away from the company of others.  Maybe you feel better, or safer, on your own.  Maybe you strive to fit in, but are often outcast.  Whatever the cause your default is to distance yourself from others.
conversations.prefix: Loner:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You keep pushing forward, keep making decisions, keep trying to make things work. But in this case, you are in over your head.
conversations.prefix: In Over Your Head:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The events of your life sometimes have a way of overwhelming you to the point of lost faith.
conversations.prefix: Despondent:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Fear has it's place and without it, Asny could walk into a danger that could be avoided...
conversations.prefix: Fearless:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have the arcane instinct to find what you're looking for. While it takes some time, and is wildly inaccurate, sometimes you can strike gold.
conversations.prefix: Dowsing:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Communion with beasts of the land and the birds of the sky.
conversations.prefix: Wildspeak:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: AAooowwww... Sssssss... Ahhhhhh... Sssssss... Ohhhhhhw... Ssssss... Aaahhhh... Sssss... Ahh...
conversations.prefix: AAhhh... Sssssss...:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: "Fate loves the fearless."       ~James Russell Lowell
  
conversations.prefix: fearless:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You have survived, for now. But you are doing so in the midst of the Invaders. You will have your payback, you will have your vengeance.
conversations.prefix: Driven:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A sharp knife, some reeds, pitch, and other simple materials. 
conversations.prefix: Basket-Weaving Supplies:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Who am I?
conversations.prefix: journey of self-discovery:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You feel caged or trapped when you can't go about as you please. You need access to nature and freedom of movement.
conversations.prefix: Wild Spirit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You will do what you can to protect your own, and will do what you must to hold on to those closest to you.
conversations.prefix: Survive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your healing can be easily misconstrued by people as the arts of a witch. You tend to attract suspicion, despite your work.
conversations.prefix: Witch's Ways: