conversations.from: system
conversations.value: The Inter-Galactic Alliance is gone.
  
  Unending war and overwhelming greed have made this place a no man's land. After the last battle of the Muhkob 4, the I-GA was so crippled it just couldn't pick up the pieces. And that group of dissidents always spouting about a new galactic order? Yeah, they tried their hardest, but no one runs these systems now. They're free and unaligned, but it's a tough life out here.
  
  Every planet wasn't colonized enough to be completely safe so the wastelands are deadly. And everybody out here is looking for their next meal or their next buck. So watch your ass out there before it gets blown off by the nearest blaster for nothing more than looking at 'em a bit too funny.
  
  The tale starts on Reager 6. This city's your typical hive of scum and villainy, but this is your best chance to get what you need. How did you end up on a trash heap like this one?
  
  -----------------------------------
  
  Think of it like a TV show. I'll run the first two/three scenes as an introductory tale inspired by Seven Samurai and each character will have their own story arc. 
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Some call you a fortune hunter. You like to think of yourself as an explorer and a scholar. The truth is somewhere between.
conversations.prefix: Prospector:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A good hand with a blaster is always in demand out on the Frontier. You're one of the best there is.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Deadeye
  
  Suggested Weakness: Glory Hound
conversations.prefix: Gunslinger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're on the run from the law. Ain't no law here though so just keep your head down and your eyes open. But don't ever forget: If they recognize you, you're dead. No pressure. Was this all just a misunderstanding?
conversations.prefix: Outlaw:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a troubleshooter for one of the syndicates. Murder. Arson. Theft. It ain't personal. Just business.
conversations.prefix: Corporate Agent:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Damn fools, with their guns and their liquor, their greed and their feuds. When blood gets spilled and bones get broken, they all come looking to you.
conversations.prefix: Frontier Doc:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a businessman, and separating fools from their money is your trade. There's a fortune to be had on Reager 6, a planet of rubes ripe for the taking.
conversations.prefix: Conman:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This system has become a den of wickedness and violence. Someone's got to show the people a better way — even if you've got to knock some heads together in the process.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Keen Judge O' Character
  
  Suggested Weakness: Hair Trigger
conversations.prefix: Preacher:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Get a ship. Find a crew. Keep 'em flying, any way you can. That's your code.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: True Grit
  
  Suggested Weakness: Greenhorn
conversations.prefix: Spacer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're an ace pilot and tech expert. You've always had a knack for fixing things, and in the post-war wasteland your skills are in high demand.
conversations.prefix: Shipjack:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People have a way of getting lost out here. You're in the business of finding them. Basically everyone does this -- but you're the one people ask for by name.
conversations.prefix: Bounty Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can shoot a coin out of a man's hand at fifty paces, or part his hair with a knife.
conversations.prefix: Deadeye:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Nobody ever gets the drop on you. They might as well be swimming through sand.
conversations.prefix: Quick as a Snake:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've stared Death in the eye more times than you can count, and the Reaper blinked every time. Nothing rattles you.
conversations.prefix: Poker Face:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your hands are swift and sure, whether you're picking a pocket, fixing delicate electronics, or sewing up a wound.
conversations.prefix: Deft Hands:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You can charm a crowd, cheat a hanging, or melt a heart, all with just a few, well-spoken words.
conversations.prefix: Silver-Tongued Devil:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can smell 'em from a mile away.
conversations.prefix: Keenest of Senses:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're tougher than hull plate and mean as a sand dragon when your dander's up.
conversations.prefix: True Grit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's nothing you can't build or fix when you put your mind to it.
conversations.prefix: Good with Tools:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nobody gets away from you. Not for long. They can run, but they can't hide.
conversations.prefix: Expert Tracker:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know the desert almost as well as the natives. Drop you into the middle of the stormlands with nothing but a knife and the clothes on your back, and you'll do fine.
conversations.prefix: Desert Survivor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe it's gambling. Maybe it's designer opiates or a dose of stims. Pick your poison. It's a need that never goes away.
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The dust has gotten into your lungs and left them scarred. You're dying, one painful cough at a time.
conversations.prefix: Consumptive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You'll risk everything on the turn of a single card and not bat an eye. Fortune favors the bold!
conversations.prefix: Gambler:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's folk on your trail who won't rest until you've paid for what you've done.
conversations.prefix: Hunted:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've got a black reputation on the Frontier. Maybe you earned it, maybe you didn't, but it's burned into your hide like a brand.
conversations.prefix: Infamous:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It's not that you're a coward, necessarily. You just put a very high value on your own skin.
conversations.prefix: Lily-Livered:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Rich? Hell with that. You'd rather be famous. Money comes and goes, but glory lives forever.
conversations.prefix: Glory Hound:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've got a murderous temper, and it don't take much to set it off.
conversations.prefix: Hair Trigger:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A life of hard knocks has left its mark on you in the form of blaster scars and aching bones. Maybe you're getting too old for this.
conversations.prefix: Hard Knocks:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Everything you know about the Frontier you learned from a library download. On the ship. Just a few days ago. The rest you make up as you go.
conversations.prefix: Greenhorn:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've done some awful deeds in your time. Things you ain't proud of. Somehow, you got to make it right.
conversations.prefix: A Little Piece of Redemption:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They scoffed at your ideas. They called you a fool. Prove 'em wrong.
conversations.prefix: Prove 'Em Wrong:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Ain't nothin' too broke to fix if you got the knack. Take something broken and make it better than new.
conversations.prefix: Better Than New:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Justice? Revenge? Freedom? Hell with that. You're in it for the coin and a ticket off this rock.
conversations.prefix: The Golden Ticket:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You deserve a rest once in a while without a gun constantly pointed at your back. Make them all learn who the real monsters are out here.
conversations.prefix: Some Goddam Peace and Quiet:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Dance with the Devil. Walk up to the Grim Reaper and spit in his eye. That's how you know you're alive.
conversations.prefix: Stare Into The Abyss:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Reputation is everything out on the Frontier. If you ain't the quickest gun, the sharpest eye, or the strongest arm, you ain't nothin'.
conversations.prefix: The Quick or the Dead:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Enough is enough. Someone's got to stand up for what's right.
conversations.prefix: Take a Stand:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're doing this for everyone's sake. Let's face it. There's some folks this world would just be better without.
conversations.prefix: Vengeance is Justice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Out here, you live and die by your word. You make a promise, you keep it, no matter the cost.
conversations.prefix: Your Word's Your Bond:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You owe someone big. Time to pay it back.
conversations.prefix: Pay a Debt:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some folk think they're above the law. Time to take one down.
conversations.prefix: Dead or Alive:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One more taste. That'll cure what ails you. Maybe a drink, maybe a smoke, maybe a roll in the hay. You've got a powerful hunger to feed.
conversations.prefix: One More Taste:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your fortune's waiting for you out there in the dust. Hit the mother lode and you're set for life.
conversations.prefix: The Mother Lode:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is the big one. Pull this off and you can put your past behind you. Right?
conversations.prefix: Break the Bank:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Make some coin. Get new gear.
conversations.prefix: Brand New Leather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's secrets in the dust. Some new, some older'n time. See what you can learn.
conversations.prefix: Riddles in the Dust:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone's in need. If you won't help, who will?
conversations.prefix: Someone's Savior:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There's folk on your trail who want you dead. Make your getaway. Leave 'em in the dust.
conversations.prefix: Cheat the Hangman:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Somebody's wronged you. Time to settle up.
conversations.prefix: Settle a Score:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A heavy, long-barrelled energy pistol, with a wooden grip and a scarred metal finish.
conversations.prefix: Blaster:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A handheld sensor unit that can perform a variety of functions: chemical analyzer, motion detector, depth reader, and so on.
conversations.prefix: Multisensor:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A tough, durable overcoat that offers protection from Everlorn's ubiquitous dust. Comes with face mask and hood in case of storms.
conversations.prefix: Duster:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A well-stocked portable medkit that, in the hands of a trained user, can treat most illnesses and injuries.
conversations.prefix: Medikit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A large, heavy knife, with a single-edged, crystal blade that shimmers when activated.
conversations.prefix: Vibroknife:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A whip made of metal filaments charged by a low-level energy field. Can extend as far as four meters, and once coiled, can be locked in place.
conversations.prefix: Coilwhip:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A collection of precision tools, diagnostic devices, lubricants, solvents, and epoxies, useful for repairing any kind of Frontier tech.
conversations.prefix: Toolkit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Clears the eyes, sharpens the brain, opens the lungs; cures blemishes, boils, and warts. Removes unsightly stains and loosens rusted parts. A deal at half the price!
conversations.prefix: Snake Oil:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A coded map of some part of the stormlands, with symbols that might refer to ruins or seedbeds. It could be worth a fortune to whomever could decipher it.
conversations.prefix: Hand-Drawn Map:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A squat, tracked vehicle with dented side panels and a finicky engine. Carries sensor gear and can accommodate five people in questionable comfort.
conversations.prefix: Rover:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A dusty drinking hole, just off the main street. There's rooms in the back for cards or private conversation. Just don't sit with your back to the door.
conversations.prefix: Saloon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A hideout off the beaten path, where nobody'll think to look.
conversations.prefix: Bolt Hole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A permacrete landing pad for a spaceship, out by the edge of town. Is it legal? Probably not, but it's discrete.
conversations.prefix: Landing Bay D-41:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A repurposed hab unit with cells made of salvaged hull plate. Hot and dank, smelling of old piss and rotgut whisky.
conversations.prefix: City Jail:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A battered, one-room hab unit with buzzing lights, a couple coffin beds, and a wheezing air cycler.
conversations.prefix: Settler’s Hab Unit:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A shabby boarding house near the center of town. Rates are by the hour.
conversations.prefix: Rundown Hotel:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A wide, dusty track that cuts through the middle of town. A perfect place for a showdown.
conversations.prefix: Main Street:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Several large, open domes and a docking tower lie at the center of town, shadowed by dozens of ships waiting for permission to land. Smaller bays like this cover the planet.
conversations.prefix: Ho Transit Station:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Old vehicles left to decay, forgotten about since the war. The sun bakes their fuel cells so these go off sometimes out of the blue. Ripe for scavenging or too volatile to go near?
conversations.prefix: Desert Ruin:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The camp has five sides, anchored by tall poles hung with restless chimes. Squat, hide tents huddle against the wind and dust.
conversations.prefix: Dholam Gar Camp:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Blaster bolts snap and sizzle through the air. Looks like a half-dozen desperados, and they want what you got.
conversations.prefix: Bushwhackers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Without warning, the skies darken, and the wind starts to howl. Dust chokes your throat. The storm could last a minute, or it could rage for hours. Can you ride it out?
conversations.prefix: Sandstorm:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It happens in the blink of an eye: a splintering crash, then a roar as the roof falls in. You're trapped in darkness. How long until your air runs out?
conversations.prefix: Cave-In:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Shadowy figures move along the next ridge, gliding like ghosts through the dust. It's a Dholam Gar hunting party, and you're the prey.
conversations.prefix: Dholam Gar Hunting Party:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It was supposed to be an easy score, but you weren't expecting the soon-to-be-previous owner to be so protective.
conversations.prefix: Security:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You pushed your luck just a bit too far, and now there's a crowd of folks howling for blood. Time for some fast talking.
conversations.prefix: Angry Crowd:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Somebody said the wrong thing. Shouts turned to shoves, and then somebody threw a punch.
conversations.prefix: Drunken Brawl:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been ducking this local gangster for a while now, but now he's got you cornered. You owe him big, and he says it's time to pay up.
conversations.prefix: Pay Up:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Dholam Gar have been here. They've laid traps to catch or kill trespassers. Can you get past them?
conversations.prefix: Spikes and Lasers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: No time to talk. No time to think. They're coming. Grab your gear and get the hell out of Dodge.
conversations.prefix: Hell for Leather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Notorious prospector and speculator. Knows more about the stormlands than nearly anyone else on the planet. At least a little insane.
conversations.prefix: Solak Wainwright:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Daughter of one of Everlorn's first settlers and prospectors. Stoic, stong-willed, and sick of the salvage companies and their gun thugs.
conversations.prefix: Eve Fairweather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of the most wanted outlaws in the Verge. A black-hearted villain, according to the wanted holos, and a scourge of the salvage companies in and around the Red Hills.
conversations.prefix: Caleb Thorne:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One of Dreadfall's most powerful crime bosses. Drugs, prostitution, smuggling — you name it, he's got a hand in it. Even the salvage companies are wary of him.
conversations.prefix: Silas Trask:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A ruthless and brutal claim jumper, rumored to have murdered at least eight men. Handsome, urbane, and cold as a snake. Employs a small gang of gun thugs as bodyguards.
conversations.prefix: Lucius Cutter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Senior boss for Ingersoll-Fujita Salvage. A giant of a man, with scarred knuckles and hard, deep-set eyes. His conscience was bought out by the company a long time ago.
conversations.prefix: Jerril Lang:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mistress of the Crescent Moon Bawdyhouse. Sharp-witted, acerbic, and brutally pragmatic. Deals in information as well as vice.
conversations.prefix: Hester Kyle:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A desert hunter, face hidden behind a phosphorized war mask. Six human scalps hang from the hunter's belt. Will yours be the seventh?
conversations.prefix: Dholam Gar Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A drunk company laborer, big as a hab unit, out looking to raise some hell.
conversations.prefix: Roughneck:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A swaggering hired gun with his hand on the butt of his custom blaster. His cold eyes dare you to reach for yours.
conversations.prefix: Gun Thug:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: He's just a kid, but he's standing in the street with his hand on his blaster, and he's calling you out. Time to see who's the fastest gun in town.
conversations.prefix: Kalter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A hideout off the beaten path, where nobody'll think to look.
conversations.prefix: Bolt Hole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A hideout off the beaten path, where nobody'll think to look.
conversations.prefix: Bolt Hole:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A repurposed hab unit with cells made of salvaged hull plate. Hot and dank, smelling of old piss and rotgut whisky.
conversations.prefix: City Jail:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A repurposed hab unit with cells made of salvaged hull plate. Hot and dank, smelling of old piss and rotgut whisky.
conversations.prefix: City Jail:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A quartet of low, white domes and a mooring tower sit at the edge of town, shadowed by the bulk of a dozen electric-powered dirigibles.
conversations.prefix: Coach Station:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A sprawling bazaar of commerce, inside the shell of what used to be an enormous colony vessel. Now its scraps and bulkheads form an awning to escape the intense heat.
conversations.prefix: Rusty Pavilions:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bone-white spires, older than human civilization, rise from the dust. What secrets lie within?
conversations.prefix: Desert Ruin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Bone-white spires, older than known civilization, rise from the dust. What secrets lie within?
conversations.prefix: Desert Ruin:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The camp has five sides, anchored by tall poles hung with restless chimes. Squat, hide tents huddle against the wind and dust.
conversations.prefix: Dholam Gar Camp:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A permacrete landing pad for a spaceship, out by the edge of town.
conversations.prefix: Landing Bay D-41:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A permacrete landing pad for a spaceship, out by the edge of town. Is it legal? No, but it's discrete.
conversations.prefix: Landing Bay D-41:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A permacrete landing pad for a spaceship, out by the edge of town. Is it legal? No, but it's discrete.
conversations.prefix: Landing Bay D-41:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A hideout off the beaten path, where nobody'll think to look.
conversations.prefix: Bolt Hole:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A casteel perimeter fence is all that stands between you and the dangers of the open wilderness. But maybe the worse monsters are inside here with you.
conversations.prefix: The Outer Wall:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A shabby boarding house near the center of town. Rates are by the hour.
conversations.prefix: Rundown Hotel:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A shabby boarding house near the center of town. Rates are by the hour.
conversations.prefix: Rundown Hotel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A battered, one-room hab unit with buzzing lights, a couple coffin beds, and a wheezing air cycler.
conversations.prefix: Settler’s Hab Unit:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A dusty drinking hole, just off the main street. There's rooms in the back for cards or private conversation. Just don't sit with your back to the door.
conversations.prefix: Saloon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A dusty drinking hole, just off the main street. There's rooms in the back for cards or private conversation. Just don't sit with your back to the door.
conversations.prefix: Saloon:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A shabby boarding house near the center of town. Rates are by the hour.
conversations.prefix: Rundown Hotel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A wide, dusty track that cuts through the middle of town. A perfect place for a showdown.
conversations.prefix: Main Street:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Blaster bolts snap and sizzle through the air. Looks like a half-dozen desperados, and they want what you got.
conversations.prefix: Bushwhackers:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Blaster bolts snap and sizzle through the air. Looks like a half-dozen desperados, and they want what you got.
conversations.prefix: Bushwhackers:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A self-proclaimed lawman who no doubt started as a service bot on the assembly line. Now he's a different type of cold-hearted automaton: one who stops at nothing to get his man.
conversations.prefix: Kord J-3:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A repurposed hab unit with cells made of salvaged hull plate. Hot and dank, smelling of old piss and rotgut whisky.
conversations.prefix: City Jail:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Bone-white spires, older than known civilization, rise from the dust. What secrets lie within?
conversations.prefix: Desert Ruin:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Old ships and vehicles left in decay, forgotten about since the war. Ripe for scavenging or dangerous to go near?
conversations.prefix: Desert Ruin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A desert hunter, face hidden behind a leering war mask. Six human scalps hang from the hunter's belt. Will yours be the seventh?
conversations.prefix: Dholam Gar Hunter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Daughter of one of Everlorn's first settlers and prospectors. Stoic, stong-willed, and sick of the salvage companies and their gun thugs.
conversations.prefix: Eve Fairweather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Daughter of one of Everlorn's first settlers and prospectors. Stoic, stong-willed, and sick of the salvage companies and their gun thugs.
conversations.prefix: Eve Fairweather:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Daughter of one of Everlorn's first settlers and prospectors. Stoic, stong-willed, and sick of the salvage companies and their gun thugs.
conversations.prefix: Eve Fairweather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A treasure appraiser and sword for hire. She's got contacts off-world and even sells some hard-to-fine stuff herself.
conversations.prefix: Cass Regan:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An infamous shaderunner known for lifting valuable items off of crimelords and disappearing before they even catch a glimpse of her.
conversations.prefix: Gabrielle Corden:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A troubleshooter from Primacy Inc. Former officers of the I-GA often get jobs like this, performing covert jobs for the galaxy's mightiest corporations.
conversations.prefix: A. Q. Redd:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Mistress of the Crescent Moon Bawdyhouse. Sharp-witted, acerbic, and brutally pragmatic. Deals in information as well as vice.
conversations.prefix: Hester Kyle:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Mistress of the Crescent Moon Bawdyhouse. Sharp-witted, acerbic, and brutally pragmatic. Deals in information as well as vice.
conversations.prefix: Hester Kyle:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A ruthless and brutal claim jumper, rumored to have murdered at least eight men. Handsome, urbane, and cold as a snake. Employs a small gang of gun thugs as bodyguards.
conversations.prefix: Lucius Cutter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of the most wanted outlaws in the Verge. A black-hearted villain, according to the wanted holos, and a scourge of the salvage companies in and around the Red Hills.
conversations.prefix: Caleb Thorne:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One of the most wanted outlaws in the Verge. A black-hearted villain, according to the wanted holos, and a scourge of the salvage companies in and around the Red Hills.
conversations.prefix: Caleb Thorne:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Senior boss for Ingersoll-Fujita Salvage. A giant of a man, with scarred knuckles and hard, deep-set eyes. His conscience was bought out by the company a long time ago.
conversations.prefix: Jubal Lang:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Senior boss for Ingersoll-Fujita Salvage. A giant of a man, with scarred knuckles and hard, deep-set eyes. His conscience was bought out by the company a long time ago.
conversations.prefix: Jubal Lang:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A swaggering hired gun with his hand on the butt of his custom blaster. His cold eyes dare you to reach for yours.
conversations.prefix: Gun Thug:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A swaggering hired gun with his hand on the butt of his custom blaster. His cold eyes dare you to reach for yours.
conversations.prefix: Gun Thug:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A drunk company laborer, big as a hab unit, out looking to raise some hell.
conversations.prefix: Roughneck:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A drunk company laborer, big as a hab unit, out looking to raise some hell.
conversations.prefix: Roughneck:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of Deadfall's most powerful crime bosses. Drugs, prostitution, smuggling — you name it, he's got a hand in it. Even the salvage companies are wary of him.
conversations.prefix: Silas Trask:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A ruthless and brutal claim jumper, rumored to have murdered at least eight men. Handsome, urbane, and cold as a snake. Employs a small gang of gun thugs as bodyguards.
conversations.prefix: Lucius Cutter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of Dreadfall's most powerful crime bosses. Drugs, prostitution, smuggling — you name it, he's got a hand in it. Even the salvage companies are wary of him.
conversations.prefix: Silas Trask:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: He's just a kid, but he's standing in the street with his hand on his blaster, and he's calling you out. Time to see who's the fastest gun in town.
conversations.prefix: Young Gun:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of Dreadfall's most powerful crime bosses. Drugs, prostitution, smuggling — you name it, he's got a hand in it. Even the salvage companies are wary of him.
conversations.prefix: Silas Trask:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Notorious prospector and speculator. Knows more about the stormlands than nearly anyone else on the planet. At least a little insane.
conversations.prefix: Solomon Wainwright:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Notorious prospector and speculator. Knows more about the stormlands than nearly anyone else on the planet. At least a little insane.
conversations.prefix: Solomon Wainwright:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Notorious prospector and speculator. Knows more about the stormlands than nearly anyone else on the planet. At least a little insane.
conversations.prefix: Solak Wainwright:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A very irritating bookie bot that refuses to take your bets unless you use the exact correct wording and you spend your money in the right increments.
conversations.prefix: B2C2-601:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Notorious prospector and speculator. Knows more about the stormlands than nearly anyone else on the planet. At least a little insane.
conversations.prefix: Solak Wainwright:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: He's just a kid, but he's standing in the street with his hand on his blaster, and he's calling you out. Time to see who's the fastest gun in town.
conversations.prefix: Young Gun:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: One of the most wanted outlaws in the Verge. A black-hearted villain, according to the wanted holos, and a scourge of the salvage companies in and around the Red Hills.
conversations.prefix: Caleb Thorne:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A drunk company laborer, big as a hab unit, out looking to raise some hell.
conversations.prefix: Roughneck:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A drunk company laborer, big as a hab unit, out looking to raise some hell.
conversations.prefix: Roughneck:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The vast majority of the planet is not enclosed cities but unowned wilderness or safeguarded farmland. 
conversations.prefix: Cultivated Countryside:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You pushed your luck just a bit too far, and now there's a crowd of folks howling for blood. Time for some fast talking.
conversations.prefix: Angry Crowd:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It happens in the blink of an eye: a splintering crash, then a roar as the roof falls in. You're trapped in darkness. How long until your air runs out?
conversations.prefix: Cave-In:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Shadowy figures move along the next ridge, gliding like ghosts through the dust. It's a Dholam Gar hunting party, and you're the prey.
conversations.prefix: Dholam Gar Hunting Party:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Somebody said the wrong thing. Shouts turned to shoves, and then somebody threw a punch.
conversations.prefix: Drunken Brawl:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: No time to talk. No time to think. They're coming. Grab your gear and get the hell out of Dodge.
conversations.prefix: Hell for Leather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: No time to talk. No time to think. They're coming. Grab your gear and get the hell out of Dodge.
conversations.prefix: Hell for Leather:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: No time to talk. No time to think. They're coming. Grab your gear and get the hell out of Dodge.
conversations.prefix: Hell for Leather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: So you've found yourself on the wrong side of an airlock with only an EV suit -- stay alive for a few minutes till your ride comes to pick you up!
conversations.prefix: Forced Evacuation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've been ducking this local gangster for a while now, but now he's got you cornered. You owe him big, and he says it's time to pay up.
conversations.prefix: Pay Up:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Without warning, the skies darken, and the wind starts to howl. Dust chokes your throat. The storm could last a minute, or it could rage for hours. Can you ride it out?
conversations.prefix: Sandstorm:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It was supposed to be an easy score, but you weren't expecting the soon-to-be-previous owner to be so protective.
conversations.prefix: Security:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This guy is ruthless. He stalks his prey and tranquilizes them  from afar. Later, they wake up in jail, confused as hell. And he does it all without saying a word.
conversations.prefix: Commander Dac Fairgood:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: It was supposed to be an easy score, but you weren't expecting the soon-to-be-previous owner to be so protective.
conversations.prefix: Security:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Dholam Gar have been here. They've laid traps to catch or kill trespassers. Can you get past them?
conversations.prefix: Spikes and Snares:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: A ronin assassin who used to protect a great estate. When her lord was killed and his holdings were destroyed, she was disgraced. Now she works retainer, guarding royal families.
conversations.prefix: Jade Karal:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You practice the old ways of combat, preferring laser-based melee weapons. You served a clan or master before becoming what you are now. Do you miss your old life or resent it?
conversations.prefix: Soldier of Tradition:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a businessman, and separating fools from their money is your trade. There's a fortune to be had on Everlorn, a planet of rubes ripe for the taking.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Silver-Tongued Devil
  
  Suggested Weakness: Consumptive
conversations.prefix: Swindler:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a businessman, and separating fools from their money is your trade. There's a fortune to be had on Reager 6, a planet of rubes ripe for the taking.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Silver-Tongued Devil
  
  Suggested Weakness: Consumptive
conversations.prefix: Conner:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a businessman, and separating fools from their money is your trade. There's a fortune to be had on Reager 6, a planet of rubes ripe for the taking.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Silver-Tongued Devil
  
  Suggested Weakness: Consumptive
conversations.prefix: Conman:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a troubleshooter for one of the syndicates. Murder. Arson. Theft. It ain't personal. Just business.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Colder'n Ice
  
  Suggested Weakness: Infamous
conversations.prefix: Company Agent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a businessman, and separating fools from their money is your trade. There's a fortune to be had on Reager 6, a planet of rubes ripe for the taking.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Silver-Tongued Devil
  
  Suggested Weakness: Consumptive
conversations.prefix: Conman:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: People have a way of getting lost out on the Frontier. You're in the business of finding them.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Expert Tracker
  
  Suggested Weakness: Hard Knocks
conversations.prefix: Bounty Hunter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were trained and supplied by one of the sides of the war. Now war is all you know. Was your side right or just like all the rest?
conversations.prefix: Commando Trooper:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You carry the blood of an ancient race that had heightened psychic powers. Were you trained to use these abilities or did you learn by yourself? What can you do?
conversations.prefix: Ancient Psion:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People have a way of getting lost out here. You're in the business of finding them. Basically everyone does this -- but you're one of the ones people ask for by name.
conversations.prefix: Bounty Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: People have a way of getting lost out here. You're in the business of finding them. Basically everyone does this -- but you're one of the ones people ask for by name.
conversations.prefix: Bounty Hunter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People have a way of getting lost out here. You're in the business of finding them. Basically everyone does this -- but you're one of the ones people ask for by name.
conversations.prefix: Bounty Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This is the wilderness. Ain't no law here. It's kill or be killed, and you'd just as soon be the one doing the killing.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Quick as a Snake
  
  Suggested Weakness: Hunted
conversations.prefix: Outlaw:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are perfect for combat work because of your quick reflexes and cold precision. You've been around a LOT longer than most other models so you have more emotion and cunning than people expect.
conversations.prefix: Assassin Droid:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Whether for legitimate or illegal work, everyone wants to get their hands on an all-purpose bot like you. Because you're durable and have no fear. But that doesn't make you devoid of emotion. What's your specialty?
conversations.prefix: Utility Bot:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You smuggle goods from one trader to the next. You had to learn combat to protect yourself from bandits along the way. Not all the jobs are illegal -- but the highest paid ones are.
conversations.prefix: Convoy Pilot:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Some call you a fortune hunter. You like to think of yourself as an explorer and a scholar. The truth is somewhere between.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Desert Sage
  
  Suggested Weakness: Gambler
conversations.prefix: Prospector:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Some call you a fortune hunter. You like to think of yourself as an explorer and a scholar. The truth is somewhere between.
conversations.prefix: Prospector:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You used to run from the law. Ain't no law here. Long as you keep your eyes open, they shouldn't recognize you. How the hell'd you end up on this side of the law?
conversations.prefix: Outlaw:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Everlorn has become a den of wickedness and violence. Someone's got to show the people a better way — even if you've got to knock some heads together in the process.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Keen Judge O' Character
  
  Suggested Weakness: Hair Trigger
conversations.prefix: Preacher:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: This system has become a den of wickedness and violence. Someone's got to show the people a better way — even if you've got to knock some heads together in the process.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Keen Judge O' Character
  
  Suggested Weakness: Hair Trigger
conversations.prefix: Preacher:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Damn fools, with their guns and their liquor, their greed and their feuds. When blood gets spilled and bones get broken, they all come looking to you.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Deft Hands
  
  Suggested Weakness: Lily-Livered
conversations.prefix: Frontier Doc:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Damn fools, with their guns and their liquor, their greed and their feuds. When blood gets spilled and bones get broken, they all come looking to you.
conversations.prefix: Frontier Doc:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a troubleshooter for one of the syndicates. Murder. Arson. Theft. It ain't personal. Just business.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Colder'n Ice
  
  Suggested Weakness: Infamous
conversations.prefix: Company Agent:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've always had a knack for fixing things, and on Everlorn your skills are always in demand.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Good with Tools
  
  Suggested Weakness: Addict
conversations.prefix: Mechanic:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: People have a way of getting lost out here. You're in the business of finding them. Basically everyone does this -- but you're one of the ones people ask for by name.
conversations.prefix: Bounty Hunter:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've always had a knack for fixing things, and in the post-war wasteland your skills are always in demand. You've also been called one helluva pilot.
conversations.prefix: Shipjack:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: He uses no weapons. Only his powerful Kodron abilities. He often leads a strike-force of other warriors from the planet Kodra.
conversations.prefix: Cyndro  Vaks:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a fight pilot and tech expert. You've always had a knack for fixing things, and in the post-war wasteland your skills are in high demand.
conversations.prefix: Shipjack:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a fight pilot and tech expert. You've always had a knack for fixing things, and in the post-war wasteland your skills are in high demand.
conversations.prefix: Shipjack:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your clan stakes its own claim in the wilderness. So you grew up having to be durable and clever to survive. Why did you leave them to come here?
conversations.prefix: Tribal Warrior:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your jurisdiction changes often, but your morals never will. As long as you have your skills with a laser-spear and there's rascals out there holding the people hostage, you're steppin' in and takin' a stand.
conversations.prefix: Lone Lawman:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Who cares where you started from. You honed your skills and gained infamy in the fighting pits or race-tracks. Gambling on fights is so popular on Reager that it made this the perfect place for you to find work next.
conversations.prefix: Gladiator:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're nomadic and adapted to harsh conditions. You carry everything you own on your person or a speeder nearby. And more aptly, you have the vigor needed to protect it all.
conversations.prefix: Wasteland Scout:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Your sect is NOT satisfied with how the wars ended. Self-proclaimed 'war heroes' travel the galaxy thinking nothing of the systems they destroyed in their useless crusade. You will remind them. As they die a slow death.
conversations.prefix: Dark Remnant:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a scout or warden of a specific location, where you have allies and a home to return to. But you'll remain here for as long as it takes to complete your work.
conversations.prefix: Village Vanguard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: For 6,000 years, your race has been in a seemingly endless war with another race largely unknown in this system. Still, you're an active soldier committed to your mission, even if it took you this far from home.
conversations.prefix: Alien Insurgent:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a highly sought-after personal bodyguard for  crime lords and underground royalty. They come to you because you are the best. You're also an expert at killing bounty hunters - they come after your clients a lot.
conversations.prefix: Yo-jimbo:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Exceptional artificial design and construction make you durable; make you strong.
conversations.prefix: Sturdy Hull Casings:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They've all let you down before. You won't let it happen again.
  
conversations.prefix: Untrusting:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’ll say whatever you want and stab whatever back you have to. This world was made for the clever and bold.
conversations.prefix: Conniving:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’re more stealthy than a shadow in the night. And just as silent
conversations.prefix: Silent and Deadly:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Not many people have the freedom to roam wherever they please, but you do. The findings are sweet; the freedom is sweeter.
  
conversations.prefix: Unbound:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know how to put the fear of God in folks. Er.. Fear of somethin'.
  
conversations.prefix: Intimidating:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Now.
  
conversations.prefix: Impatient:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ll never shake the things you’ve seen, and it’s hard to say when those old wounds will come rushing back.
  
conversations.prefix: Trauma:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The bottom of the pyramid is the worst place to be. It might take a while, but you’re getting to the top.
  
conversations.prefix: Consolidate Power:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: That sweet release you get from hearing a man draw his last breath... Just one more time. You have to hear it just one more time.
conversations.prefix: Beauty of the Kill:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're so damn close to having enough for that one big buy. But that doesn't mean you'll be stopping anytime soon.
conversations.prefix: Money In The Bank:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Screw this world. Who cares what goes on here? All you need is enough to get by. Soon you'll be light-years from here.
conversations.prefix: Keep on Scraping By:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Money's nice, but you're here for the juicy jobs: where you compete with other bounty hunters for the same target, or better yet the target can really defend themselves. Your skills must be constantly tested.
conversations.prefix: Thrill of the Fight:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Someone who mattered to you was murdered for their bounty when you were very young. Now you've devoted your life to showing these entitled, careless predators what it feels like to be the prey.
conversations.prefix: Mercenary Killer:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Because of intensive training during the wars, killing is all you know how to do. You have to convince yourself these skills are useful for something other than what you were trained for.
conversations.prefix: War Weary:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There's no one left to teach you the traditions of the past. So you'll do whatever it takes to learn it yourself. Even if the more you delve into it, the more you find violence and war. Is this what you ever wanted to become?
conversations.prefix: The Ancient Ways:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You owe the guy who nobody wants to owe. Now you're forced into this life and have to watch your back at all times -- in case they run out of patience and come for your head instead.
conversations.prefix: Deal With The Devil:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Dance with the Devil. Walk up to the Grim Reaper and spit in his eye. That's how you know you're alive.
conversations.prefix: Dance with the Devil:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Face it. There's some folks in this world that just need killin'.
conversations.prefix: Frontier Justice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Folk need to take a breath and put away their guns. Spilling blood ain't the answer.
conversations.prefix: Keep the Peace:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They laughed at your ideas. Called you a fool. Prove 'em wrong.
conversations.prefix: Prove 'Em Wrong:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: How the hell'd you end up here? Better get your bearings. Choose your next move. This place will be answering to you soon enough.
conversations.prefix: Lost Far, Far Away:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Every screw-up you make needs to become somebody else’s.
  
conversations.prefix: Stay Blameless:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This world is out to get you, clearly. You've gotta adapt. Now.
conversations.prefix: Get Hard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Sentimentality in this line of work? It'll get you killed.
conversations.prefix: Compassion:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: There’s you, and then there are others. Lesser people. Who need a firm hand to guide them. Let them know that's you.
conversations.prefix: Become The Big Boss:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: How dare they cross YOU?!
conversations.prefix: Wrath:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An old map of the area, still mostly accurate.
conversations.prefix: Crumpled Old Map:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Several slips that grant the bearer servings of food or other supplies.
  
conversations.prefix: Ration Tags:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: An ion-powered personal heater for those cold desert nights. 
  
conversations.prefix: Portable Heater:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Somebody hooked on hooch, meds, or any other kind of shit is going to do what they have to to afford more.
  
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Mining for essential elements to create casteel means these stations and depots are heavily guarded, blue collar environments.
conversations.prefix: Mining Outposts:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: If you survive this you’re going to kill the bozo who fed you this faulty intelligence. If it’s your fault, consider it an expensive lesson.
  
conversations.prefix: Bad Intel:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: This job was a dud the whole time. They do this to lead bounty hunters to their deaths. How are you gonna get out of this one?
conversations.prefix: It's a Trap:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've made it to the place the target usually frequents. Now lie low and wait for the right moment to strike.
conversations.prefix: Ever Inconspicuous:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're on a high- mission and have to compete against other mercs to get this bounty. Get there first and get it done, or this'll all have been just a waste of time.
conversations.prefix: Get There First:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It’s how you talk, it’s how you walk, it’s who you know and what you’re willing to do to stay alive.
  
conversations.prefix: Street Savvy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You could lose everything if they find you now!
conversations.prefix: Don't Get Caught:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: These come with scramblers to shield private conversations, although they don’t hide the fact that a conversation is taking place.
  
conversations.prefix: Portable Comm Device:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You were absolutely somewhere else this whole time.
conversations.prefix: Thief:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They know you. They won't squeal. But still, you know they're out for themselves.
conversations.prefix: Friends In Low Places:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Refugees don't know how easy they have it. Ever tried to sleep in a zero-G shipping container?
conversations.prefix: Stow Away:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You probably shouldn’t. Too bad, you already did.
  
conversations.prefix: Impulsive:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You say what’s on your mind and you make it sharp and memorable. People keep their distance.
  
conversations.prefix: Rude:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don’t react to anything. Nothing rattles you. No one can tell what you’re thinking.
  
conversations.prefix: Poker Face:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Works almost anywhere, from water tanks to zero-G
  
conversations.prefix: Modified Rebreather:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: It’s exactly what you want. Right there for the taking. Your vice of choice. Your fantasy. With a price to match.
  
conversations.prefix: Sweet Temptation:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You are a living weapon, the perfect union of Man and Machine. But which of those two is in control?
conversations.prefix: Cyborg:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Lock the target. Fire. Homing bullets do the rest. But reloads are bloody expensive, and in some places illegal.
conversations.prefix: Homing Rifle:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve been kicked out of a group, and they disavow any past or future action. Regain their trust, without breaking any of your principles.
  
conversations.prefix: Disowned:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: People have a way of getting lost out here. You're in the business of finding them. Basically everyone does this -- but you're one of the ones people ask for by name.
conversations.prefix: Bounty Hunter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You're a businessman, and separating fools from their money is your trade. There's a fortune to be had on Reager 6, a planet of rubes ripe for the taking.
  
  ...
  
  Suggested Strength: Silver-Tongued Devil
  
  Suggested Weakness: Consumptive
conversations.prefix: Conman:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You know the desert almost as well as the natives. Drop you into the middle of the stormlands with nothing but a knife and the clothes on your back, and you'll do fine.
conversations.prefix: Desert Sage:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You know the desert almost as well as the natives. Drop you into the middle of the stormlands with nothing but a knife and the clothes on your back, and you'll do fine.
conversations.prefix: Desert Survivalist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You've stared Death in the eye more times than you can count, and the Reaper blinked every time. Nothing rattles you.
conversations.prefix: Colder'n Ice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You can size most people up with just a look, and smell a lie a mile away.
conversations.prefix: Keen Judge O' Character:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Maybe it's whiskey. Maybe it's a designer opiate or a dose of stims. Pick your poison. It's a need that never goes away.
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Maybe it's gambling. Maybe it's a designer opiate or a dose of stims. Pick your poison. It's a need that never goes away.
conversations.prefix: Addict:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The last man on the job and perhaps your worst nightmare. 
conversations.prefix: Lawkeeper Tauvo Velorik:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: If you can avoid trouble, try your best. 
conversations.prefix: Stay under the Radar:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The great desert city of the southern continent, controlled mostly by criminals and corporations with little true law. 
conversations.prefix: Bellerophon:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You don't want to die, get yourself fixed up. 
conversations.prefix: Wounds:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You don't want to die, get yourself fixed up. 
conversations.prefix: Wounds:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Perhaps you can come to some sort of agreement. 
conversations.prefix: Get some help (Fawk and Barachiel):
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You each have your own problems, maybe they can be fixed working together. 
conversations.prefix: Make a friend (Fawk and Barachiel):
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Find what or who you're looking for. 
conversations.prefix: Tracking:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: One of the Crime Bosses of the Sanbni Syndicate and working with the Shogunate... For now.  
conversations.prefix: Glarick:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bounty Hunter known for bringing in targets alive. He's from a race that resists psionsics.  
conversations.prefix: Quar Tel:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The massive wrecks of a major battle centuries ago and scrapyard for pirates and criminals.  
conversations.prefix: Starship Graveyard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Bounty Hunter and former comrade to Korvin. Now he's working for the Syndicate.
conversations.prefix: Joran Yedrin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A refinery owned by the Shogunate. 
conversations.prefix: Refinery Infiltration:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Half alien Slicer/Bounty Hunter. 
conversations.prefix: Derry Kade :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Freedom or Enslavement, can Deathstalker resist or give in. 
conversations.prefix: Deathstalker's Fate (Flowers and Deathstalker):
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.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: You were once the Head of Security to Archbaron Kashiro of the Dux system. As your father was to his father. And his to his, and so on. But this line was broken in one disastrous event which changed your life forever.
conversations.prefix: The Royal Guard:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Nobody ever gets the drop on you. They might as well be swimming through sand.
  
conversations.prefix: Quick as a Snake:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: They’ve all let you down before. You will NEVER let it happen again.
conversations.prefix: Untrusting:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Everything you do in this world brings you further and further down the rabbit hole. Don't become that which you hate most.
conversations.prefix: Don't Lose Yourself:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Weld, bolt, synthesize, if it runs on electricity and grease, you can fix it. Or slice it apart and make something else. 
conversations.prefix: Gear head:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You're a bit pissed. And others consider you more a rabid animal than a sentient being. Making friends that aren't your own species isn't easy.
conversations.prefix: Feral:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your planet vanished! Yes, vanished. Yes, as in it is no longer where it used to be. No, it's not "destroyed", simply just gone. Yes it's ridiculous.
  
  But where did it go?
conversations.prefix: Find your home:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You are a living weapon, the perfect union of Man and Machine. But which of those two is in control?
conversations.prefix: Cyborg:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: They’ve all let you down before. You won’t let it happen again.
conversations.prefix: Untrusting:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re doing this for everyone’s sake. Let’s face it. There’s some folks this world would just be better without.
conversations.prefix: Vengeance is Justice:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You have a tendency to lose control and fly into a rage at the most inconvenient times. 
conversations.prefix: Short Fuse:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There are only two things in this world. Things that will help you achieve your goals and things that won't. You don't have much time for things that won't.
conversations.prefix: Narrow View:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: The Danok Clan took everything and everyone from your family, and it's time to return the favor. You will relegate them to a footnote in the history books if it's the last thing you do.
conversations.prefix: Destroy a Legacy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re more stealthy than a shadow in the night. And just as silent
conversations.prefix: Silent and Deadly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've taken to selling your talents as a shadow and executioner to the highest bidder. When someone needs to know a secret or silence a voice, you are the one they come to if they can find you.
conversations.prefix: Free Agent Spy and Assassin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You were once the Head of Security to Archbaron Kashiro of the Dux system. As your father was to his father. And his to his, and so on. But this line was broken in one disastrous event which changed your life forever.
conversations.prefix: Royal Guard:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Everything you do in this world brings you further and further down the rabbit hole. Don’t become that which you hate most.
conversations.prefix: Don't Lose Yourself:
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: You're the last of your kind. There is nothing left for you to return to. All you can do now is try to keep the memory of your people alive.
conversations.prefix: Last of a Dead Race:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Although your people have perished, their spirits remain with you. Their legacy falls on your shoulders. The universe will remember Bramus existed. If fate would have it, you may even repopulate your kinds...
conversations.prefix: Rebuild a Legacy:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Computers, processors, cybernateics or robotics, it's all your playground. 
conversations.prefix: Technical Savvy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You've done some things you are not that proud of these days, so you feel like you have a debt to pay back. 
  
conversations.prefix: Chequered Past:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You used to use your skills to steal, but slowly you have come to use your abilities to do some good. 
conversations.prefix: Slicer/thief:
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: Life is precious, even if people misuse it.
conversations.prefix: Pacifist:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: No stranger to violence, you've proven yourself on the the battlefield.  You have a calm head under pressure and it takes a lot to faze you.
conversations.prefix: Battle-Hardened:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: All those years of training and working on the wire's edge of danger has taught you how to keep your mind from running away from you and your cool fully centered.
conversations.prefix: Disciplined Mind:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Being a telepath has its perks, such as resistance to psychic attacks and nosy psicops.
conversations.prefix: Telepathic Immunity:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your persuasion relies less on your finesse with words and more on the simple fact that you're just a scary bastard. 
conversations.prefix: Intimidate :
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You used to back up your old partner in tighht spots. 
  
  Sure you're not that buff, but you can shoot straight and your time on the streets mean you can fight dirty if it comes down to it. 
conversations.prefix: Not my first Rodeo:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You’ve taken to selling your talents as a shadow and executioner to the highest bidder. When someone needs to know a secret or silence a voice, you are the one they come to if they can find you.
conversations.prefix: Free Agent Spy and Assassin:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: You’re more stealthy than a shadow in the night. And just as silent
conversations.prefix: Silent and Deadly:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: There are only two things in this world. Things that will help you achieve your goals and things that won’t. You don’t have much time for things that won’t.
conversations.prefix: Narrow View:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The Danok Clan took everything and everyone from your family, and it’s time to return the favor. You will relegate them to a footnote in the history books if it’s the last thing you do.
conversations.prefix: Destroy a Legacy:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: You used to have balance.  You used to have someone to temper your anger.
  
  Now... the one who took your balance is probably regretting it almost as much as you do.
conversations.prefix: The Hot-headed One:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: The nickname for your umm... "species" for lack of a better term does not do justice to how diverse and weird your homeworld is. All plants on your home are sentient, no matter what form they take. You happen to be one of the more humanoid looking ones. And though your species is known for manipulating others through pheromones, you are more unique in that you can interface and manipulate technology.
conversations.prefix: Planter:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Whether its interfacing with tech, spreading nearly undetectable pheromones to "nudge" others in certain directions, or just flat-out tricking and talking people into things, you excel at manipulating things and people around you to your advantage.
conversations.prefix: Manipulation:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: "You won't like me when I get bored"
conversations.prefix: Easily Bored:
conversations.from: human
conversations.prefix: Wild:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Your best friend is little more than a ghost now, that you hear whispers of, and sometimes hear whispers **from**. You need to finish what the two of you started so long ago.
conversations.prefix: Your BFF:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Frontier medicine has its limits, and sometimes there's only so much you can do.
conversations.prefix: I'm A Medic Not A Magician:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: Recovery is easy and efficient as solidly as the reboot code is written.
conversations.prefix: Efficient Code:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: A predator lurks just beneath the surface. To survive the wild, you gotta be wild. 
conversations.prefix: Hunter: