conversations.from: system
conversations.value: Another night lost in the wastes, no memories of what had brought him here this time - just the recollection that he'd been here before. 
  Once? Twice? It was easier to put one tired foot out in front of the other step after plodding step than it was for the man to grasp at the specters of memories floating about inside his head. 
  
  So many more pressing concerns in the now; how was he going to get out of this damned heat, what could he do to shield himself from the sun beating down on him from on high? Why he was there didn't matter anymore. Survival was his only concern. 
  
  Staring down at the never-ending sea of sand under his bare feet, toes digging holes out of the grains and pushing himself further onward, he let his eyes stare to the point of losing focus entirely. Watching the swaying figure of a tall man, slacked shoulders that were once held up with pride, a dragging and lazy gait not entirely uncommon to those who had given up hope but weren't content to lie down and wait for death to come and find them. His large round ears twitched at the sound of his own footfalls mind convincing him they must belong to someone else just like the shadow he was chasing. He stared and stared at his own shadow, chasing it step by step hoping that if he moved quickly enough and dove down with sufficient velocity he'd be able to recline himself underneath it and enjoy a moment's reprieve from the oppressive gaze of the sun up above.
  
  Prison by the wastes, he guessed. It seemed a logical conclusion, maybe a bit familiar like every dune in the distance and every other cloud in the sky sleepily staring down at him. The loss of memory might be a side effect of heatstroke. Or perhaps he'd just been sent back to his punishment for a new offense entirely. 
  Peeling the dripping leather vest he still had on was about as much as he could muster by way of energy now; he needed water to fuel any further aimless progression into the desert. He needed food to give him some drive to go on and hope that the night would bring relief from the heat and sleep would promise something better for tomorrow than the silent hell he was melting in now. He bent to his knees and tried to weep and beg the sky for mercy but no tears came, only a burning sensation in the corners of his eyes where tears should have been born and shed were he not already so dehydrated. 
  
  If this was a punishment it was certainly an effective one. 
  
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You spoke against the pantheon. You promoted 'false gods' knowing well the punishment. And now you suffer.
conversations.prefix: Heretic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You took human lives. Many or few, the punishment is always the same in the Three Kingdoms. Death by wasteland.
conversations.prefix: Murderer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The tenets of the faith demand adherence to commitment. Whether military, romantic, or parental, you can not abandon the post you claim. Yet you fled from responsibility anyway, didn't you?
conversations.prefix: Abandonment:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You did not fight the war, but you incited it. You did not wield the sword, but you encouraged it to fly. You have been found guilty of inciting violence or treason, and you will pay.
conversations.prefix: Seditious:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your pride and ego made you think you could stand against the Gods themselves. Unholy experiments burn in your wake, and for all your attempts to explain miracles all you have come to know is the suns heat.
conversations.prefix: Science:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You do not belong here. You were banished by one whose black heart should be burning instead. And you will live with the knowledge of your unjust imprisonment for eternity.
conversations.prefix: Innocence:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Deserts and dunes that roll over themselves without end. There is no shelter from the heat of the Sun, yet no matter how your skin blisters and burns you cannot die.
conversations.prefix: The Endless Wastes:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A man, skin and bones, who has crawled to the Pillar in the Wastes. His eyes are tired, and one can only imagine what crime put him here. He seems harmless.
conversations.prefix: Rael:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can easily play the long con in order to get what you want. Target locked.
conversations.prefix: Determination:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sometimes believing in yourself too much can come off as being just plain cocky.
conversations.prefix: Over-Confident:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You went in only to escape with another.
conversations.prefix: Jail Break:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You did not fight the war, but you incited it. You did not wield the sword, but you encouraged it to fly. You have been found guilty of inciting violence or treason, and you will pay.
conversations.prefix: Seditious:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ve mastered the fine are of talking intimately and cozily; golden-tongued and voice like silk, your words are mesmerizing.
conversations.prefix: Schmooze:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: With your now fragmented mental state it’s clear you cannot distinguish the difference between what is real from what is imagined.
conversations.prefix: schizophrenic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Despite the fact that your continuously fighting your current situation; something inside of you wants to come to terms with the madness.
  
  Ultimately you want to find a way to accept your fate.
conversations.prefix: Accept the madness:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have honed yourself to see what others have not, whether it be on the battlefield, on a job, or walking down the market. You see almost everything.
conversations.prefix: Keen Eye:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your past haunts you and you cannot escape it. You try not to let it define you, but how can you rise above it if it is part of you?
conversations.prefix: Scarred:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You refuse to die. Even in your mind. You vowed to not give up, to hold on to the small humanity you have left.
conversations.prefix: Survive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're as nimble and lithe as a leopard, and able to run as (figuratively or literally) fast as the wind. You can dodge and run past anything... except for your crimes and conviction, of course. Your agility didn't really help then.
conversations.prefix: Agile:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're arrogant, to say the least. You believe that you're the smartest, the strongest, and fastest in the room. You love to boast about your feats and leave too many clues at a scene to see if anyone can approach your 'level of genius'.
conversations.prefix: Cocky:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're looking to get used to this weird new life in the wasteland. You're going to conquer the fears that plague your mind, survive in this hellhole, and get comfortable, because this place is going to be your home for the rest of your life.
conversations.prefix: Get Used to This:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were born and brought up for a single cause: to be the next king  of  your land. Rebels have snatched away your throne and exiled you to the desert: but you will find your way back, and get your reightful heritage-
conversations.prefix: Determined:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have never left the castle for long, and never lived like the average man. But of course: they are all just peasants, and do not deserve your presence. They are all stupider, uglier and more useless than you are anyway. 
conversations.prefix: Arrogance:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were born and brought up for a single cause: to be the next king of your land. Rebels have snatched away your throne and exiled you to the desert: but you will find your way back, and take your rightful heritage.
conversations.prefix: Revenge:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You spent your youth learning: about strategy, history, fencing, riding, and many more subjects. Although you have forgotten things, the important things remained.
conversations.prefix: Educated:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are in the right, if you allow yourself to fail then evil wins and you simply cannot allow that. 
conversations.prefix: Righteousness:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You weren't supposed to be here, so you have no skill, no gear, no concept of what it takes to thrive here.
conversations.prefix: Unprepared:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The one who framed you for their own misdeed must be brought here to atone. You must find a way free to see it happens.
conversations.prefix: Justice:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Thinks and responds quickly 
conversations.prefix: Quick-witted:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Despite being able to think fast, her body isn't as capable.
  Weak, delicate
conversations.prefix: Frail :
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Though the situation is far from ideal, it's better than what she left behind
conversations.prefix: Staying Hidden: