| Abuyin | (thinking) ... How strange. It seems to me that I have met you before, traveler ... | |
| Abuyin | Well ... great are the mysteries of time and space... Oh, please forgive my rudeness, son of patience. I have not even greeted you yet. | |
| Abuyin | Welcome, friend, take a seat on my humble rugs and enjoy a pipe in peace. | |
| Me | Who are you? | |
| Abuyin | My name is Abuyin ibn Djadir ibn Omar Kalid ben Hadji al Sharidi. I am a seer and a prophet, an astrologer, and a purveyor of tobacco. | |
| Me | What kind of tobacco do you offer? | |
| Abuyin | My pipes are filled with spicy, refreshing apple tobacco. | |
| Abuyin | Help yourself whenever you want, Son of Adventure. | |
| Me | Do you have other tobacco as well? | |
| Abuyin | I offer only the very best tobacco. This apple blend is a symphony from my homeland, the Southern Isles. | |
| Abuyin | But, of course, I'm always open to trying a different sort of tobacco - if somebody should succeed in producing a really good tobacco. | |
| Me | How is that done? | |
| Abuyin | Start with my apple tobacco as a basis. And then try combining it with another ingredient. | |
| Abuyin | This is done at an alchemist's bench, provided you know the essentials of alchemy. | |
| Me | Where can I get apple tobacco? | |
| Abuyin | I shall give you two portions. It is up to you in your wisdom to do with them whatever you want. | |
| Abuyin | If you crave more, then direct your steps towards Zuris, the Master of Potions. He produces this tobacco and he sells it, too. | |
| Abuyin | Let me try your tobacco. | |
| Abuyin | No, I'm afraid this mixture does not agree with me. But maybe you'll find somebody else who really appreciates this ... er ... delicacy. | |
| Me | I've got a new tobacco blend ... | |
| Abuyin | Let me try your tobacco. | |
| Abuyin | This tastes incredible! I've never had a better smoke in my life! | |
| Abuyin | How did you prepare this blend? | |
| Me | I mixed the tobacco with honey. | |
| Abuyin | You have done well, Father of the Art of Blending. I would be delighted to fill my miserable pipes with this. | |
| Me | Fill 'er up, then. | |
| Abuyin | Thank you, Son of Generosity. No other blend could be as good as this one. I shall buy every bit you can bring me of this. | |
| Me | I've got some honey tobacco for you. | |
| Abuyin | It is a great pleasure doing business with you. | |
| Me | Are you interested in this package of weeds? | |
| Abuyin | A package of herbs - that's not swampweed, is it? Oh, take it away, Son of Improvidence. | |
| Abuyin | If the city guards catch me with that, they'll throw me into jail - and you will fare no better! | |
| Abuyin | If you're planning to sell this stuff, I advise you - leave this town. | |
| Abuyin | Try and get rid of it somewhere outside of the city walls. In here, all you can get for it is trouble galore. | |
| Me | Can you make me a prophecy? | |
| Abuyin | My services are yours for a modest fee, oh Father of Generosity. | |
| Me | How much do you want? | |
| Abuyin | For a paltry 25 coins, I shall risk a glance through time for you. | |
| Abuyin | But remember - the future is always uncertain. All I can do is glimpse some fragments of time. | |
| Me | Tell me about the future. | |
| Abuyin | All right, Seeker of Knowledge. I shall now enter a state of trance. Are you ready? | |
| Abuyin | Oh Father of Coins, I ask you for 25 gold pieces in return for a glimpse into the future. | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... Orcs ... they are guarding an entry ... an old tunnel ... the Valley of Mines ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... Men in shining armor ... a magician ... your friend is with them ... he is waiting for you ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... Fire! An attack ... a mighty creature ... the flames ... many ... shall die ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... what is that ... ? A city... Ruins ... Quarhodron in Jharkendar ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... he is summoned ... Quarhodron in Jharkendar! | |
| Abuyin | ... I'm sorry - the vision is over. There's nothing more I can see. | |
| Me | Can you make me another prophecy? | |
| Abuyin | Oh Son of the Mysterious Future, it is not within my power to lift the veil of time. | |
| Abuyin | Only when time sends me another omen shall I be able to see for you again. | |
| Me | When will that be? | |
| Abuyin | When the future has become present and you have continued your journey. | |
| Me | Can you make me a prophecy? | |
| Abuyin | Yes, time has progressed and I shall give you a prophecy in return for a few coins. | |
| Me | How much? | |
| Abuyin | For a paltry 100 coins, I shall risk a glance through time for you. | |
| Me | Tell me about the future. | |
| Abuyin | All right, Son of Bravery. I shall now enter a state of trance. Are you ready? | |
| Abuyin | Oh Father of Coins, I ask you for 100 gold pieces in return for a glimpse into the future. | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... A mercenary ... he will need you ... a terrible murder ... the Eye ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... the sinister henchmen ... they are coming ... searching for you ... a guardian will fall ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... but the three shall unite ... only then shall you receive what is yours ... | |
| Abuyin | That's all. There's nothing more I can see. | |
| Abuyin | For a paltry 250 coins, I shall risk a glance through time for you. | |
| Me | Tell me about the future. | |
| Abuyin | All right, Son of Knowledge. I shall now enter a state of trance. Are you ready? | |
| Abuyin | Oh Father of Coins, I ask you for 250 gold pieces in return for a glimpse into the future. | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... you shall force ... what is nobody's destiny but yours ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... through fire and snow ... through ice and flames ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... Men in foreign armor ... a swamp ... lizards ... they await you ... | |
| Abuyin | That's all. There's nothing more I can see. | |
| Abuyin | For a paltry 500 coins, I shall risk a glance through time for you. | |
| Me | Tell me about the future. | |
| Abuyin | All right, Son of Knowledge. I shall now enter a state of trance. Are you ready? | |
| Abuyin | Oh Father of Coins, I ask you for 500 gold pieces in return for a glimpse into the future. | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... the place of knowledge ... another country ... a dark place far away ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... brave companions ... you shall make your choice ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... a temple ... lies lonely in the realm of Adanos ... hidden in the fog ... | |
| Abuyin | That's all. There's nothing more I can see. | |
| Abuyin | For a paltry 1000 coins, I shall risk a glance through time for you. | |
| Me | Tell me about the future. | |
| Abuyin | All right, Son of Knowledge. I shall now enter a state of trance. Are you ready? | |
| Abuyin | Oh Father of Coins, I ask you for 1000 gold pieces in return for a glimpse into the future. | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... Darkness pervades the land ... evil will triumph ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... the King shall lose his war against the orcs ... | |
| Abuyin | (Trance) ... you shall return, but you shall not find peace ... | |
| Abuyin | That's all. There's nothing more I can see. | |