Parkbandit
11-17-2003, 12:24 PM
I'll let the log explain itself.
[Town Square, Small Park]
A small, shady park fills an old vacant lot behind a row of buildings, the bustling sounds of the square filtering through the passage to the north to animate the area despite its appearance of peace and serenity. You also see a gypsy fortuneteller, a rapier and a handful of white flower petals.
Also here: Ydna (sitting), Martir, Airasophen (sitting), Kojo (sitting), Quinzella, Xaniten
Obvious paths: north, south, west
You pick up a handful of white flower petals.
You pick up a rapier.
[Town Square, Small Park]
A small, shady park fills an old vacant lot behind a row of buildings, the bustling sounds of the square filtering through the passage to the north to animate the area despite its appearance of peace and serenity. You also see a gypsy fortuneteller.
Also here: Ydna (sitting), Airasophen (sitting), Kojo (sitting), Quinzella, Xaniten
Obvious paths: north, south, west
You reach into Xaniten's pockets and pull out 42 silvers.
Martir just arrived.
You see Martir.
He appears to be a Giantman of the Grot'karesh Clan.
He appears to be very young and very tall. He has silver-flecked golden eyes and golden brown skin. He has waist length, silky titian hair worn in a ponytail. He has a clean-shaven face, a straight nose and broad shoulders.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a reinforced shield, a heavy backpack, and some light leather.
Raz removes a gold ring from in his leather tool pouch.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 115 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 205 silvers.
You dust off a polished mithril plaque.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 246 silvers.
You dust off a weatherworn grey marble statue.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 161 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 91 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 37 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 249 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 149 silvers.
You lean against a weatherworn grey marble statue.
[Town Square, Small Park]
A small, shady park fills an old vacant lot behind a row of buildings, the bustling sounds of the square filtering through the passage to the north to animate the area despite its appearance of peace and serenity. You also see a gypsy fortuneteller (sitting).
Also here: Moristha, Thalian, Martir, Vullfen (sitting), Airasophen (sitting), Kojo (sitting), Quinzella, Xaniten
Obvious paths: north, south, west
You crack your knuckles.
You examine your fingernails.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 61 silvers.
You see Martir.
He appears to be a Giantman of the Grot'karesh Clan.
He appears to be very young and very tall. He has silver-flecked golden eyes and golden brown skin. He has waist length, silky titian hair worn in a ponytail. He has a clean-shaven face, a straight nose and broad shoulders.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a reinforced shield, a heavy backpack, and some light leather.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 214 silvers.
You carefully examine Martir's physique and figure he weighs about 234 pounds.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 77 silvers.
Martir raises an eyebrow.
You examine Martir closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 32 silvers.
You nod to Martir.
You say, "Yerra big 'on"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 250 silvers.
Martir shrugs.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 116 silvers.
You ask, "wha it like ta be a gian?"
You cock your head at Martir.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 160 silvers.
Martir says, "you hear voices from down below"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 218 silvers.
You grunt in agreement.
Martir peers quizzically at you.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 168 silvers.
You say, "I big ferra dwarf."
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 132 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 84 silvers.
Martir asks, "did ya enjoy my pockets?"
You ask, "Did I wha?"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 175 silvers.
You grunt questioningly.
Martir says, "someone did"
You examine Martir closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 133 silvers.
You ask, "ya got pockets in yer leather der?"
You grunt questioningly.
Martir just went north.
You say, "I wear dis 'eavy plate armor."
You smirk.
You reach into Xaniten's pockets and pull out nothing.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 33 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 161 silvers.
You say, "So much cleanin ta do."
A swarm of tiny spiders suddenly appears from beneath the folds of Ydna's spidersilk cloak and seals the opening in the cloak with their silk.
You dust off a polished mithril plaque.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 78 silvers.
You dust yourself off.
You dust Quinzella off.
You reach into Quinzella's spidersilk backpack and pull out a piece of amber.
You secretly place your amber into your leather weapons harness.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 121 silvers.
You glance at a gypsy fortuneteller.
Martir just arrived.
You say, "I got yer fortune."
You nod to the gypsy fortuneteller.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 176 silvers.
You glance at a gypsy fortuneteller and slowly draw your finger across your throat meaningfully.
Martir hands the fortuneteller a message. The fortuneteller inspects it carefully, appears satisfied and says to Martir, "I knew you would be coming with this. I have seen you in my cards. A noble destiny awaits you if you persevere and remain loyal to yourself."
She continues in a soft voice, "All money is as ashes in the wind, but in this life great store is set by it, so I will reward you in the custom of the time."
With that, she hands Martir some silvers and traces a symbol of blessing in the air then raises a hand in farewell.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 88 silvers.
Martir just went north.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 76 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 69 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 90 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 132 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 211 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 195 silvers.
Martir just arrived.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 65 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out nothing.
You smile at Martir.
You say, "ello Gian."
Martir says, "hello theif"
You say, "We was talkin an ya jes up an lef."
You ask, "Me?"
Martir says, "had a job to do"
You grunt questioningly.
Martir says, "most likely"
You grunt negatively.
You point at a small silver star.
You show Martir your silver star.
You say, "Imma dep'ty."
Martir asks, "so?"
You reach into Kojo's pockets and pull out 212 silvers.
Martir says, "best disguise"
You say, "Da constable wouln like me stealin much..."
Magnusn just arrived.
You reach into Kojo's pockets and pull out 53 silvers.
Martir says, "cause he's in your pocket"
You reach into Kojo's pockets and pull out nothing.
You say, "I'll admit, I ain always beena dep'ty."
Martir says, "while you were talking to me my coins were dwindling"
You ask, "ere??"
Martir says, "so even if it weren't you"
Martir says, "yer not much good"
You ask, "someone was stealin from ya in my park??"
You grunt in annoyance.
Martir says, "should trade in your badge"
You exclaim, "Come on ou ya thief!"
You scowl.
You grunt in annoyance.
Martir says, "shame on you stealin from a poor lil emp"
Martir says, "that's what ahm sayin"
You exclaim, "Yea thief! Shame on you! Now come ou!"
You say, "cursed thief."
You grumble.
You say, "Ain no stealin from des fine folks in MY park."
Ydna says, "who made you dep'ty? "
Ydna peers quizzically at you.
You say, "Da constable."
Martir asks, "Falgrin stole ..how much?"
Martir peers quizzically at you.
You say, "I ainna thief frien."
You say, "Like I tol ya.. Imma dep'ty."
Xerthious cautiously says, "You look more like a bandit"
Ydna says, "let me see your badge"
You reach into Ydna's pockets and pull out nothing.
You say, "Looks kin be decivin."
You show Ydna your silver star.
Martir says, "either way"
Martir says, "WHILE you were talking to me"
Martir says, "my coins dwindled"
You say, "Someone's a good thief 'ere den."
Martir says, "so either way"
You ask, "Ow much ya lose?"
Martir says, "your useless"
You cock your head at Martir.
Martir says, "turn in your badge"
Martir says, "at least 1000"
Martir says, "prolly more"
You say, "Prolly more like three thousan would be my guess."
Martir says, "stole 3000 silvers from me"
You say, "Now now."
Martir says, "not now"
Martir says, "before"
You say, "Don make me drag ya in fer spreadin false rumors."
Martir says, "so ya robbed me"
Martir says, "or someone else did"
Martir says, "while ya watched and distracted me"
Martir says, "so either way"
Shadya says, "heres a tip fer ya...don bring silvers or ya open containers full of gems inta the park"
You ask, "Come now fella.. ya lost a mere wha.. three thousan five hundred an thirty two silvers or so?"
Shadya nods to Martir.
You reach into Ambershadows's pockets and pull out 163 silvers.
Martir says, "so ya see"
Martir says, "he admits that he took my money"
Martir says, "basically"
You ask, "ow did I do that?"
You cock your head at Martir.
You reach into Ambershadows's pockets and pull out 48 silvers.
Martir says, "with whatever skills ya have"
You reach into Ambershadows's pockets and pull out 172 silvers.
Martir says, "and the constable seems to be in your pocket"
Ambershadows just arrived.
Ambershadows serenely says, "how bout i make it easier for you"
Ambershadows drops some coins.
Martir gathers the remaining coins.
Martir just went north.
You ask, "Dat gian issa thief?"
You cock your head at Ambershadows.
Martir just arrived.
You ask, "An 'e jes kept blamin me fer it?"
You shake your head.
Martir says, "I don't believe in easy"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out nothing.
You say, "Bad thief."
You scowl at Martir.
Ambershadows serenely says, "all theifs are bad"
You say, "Ifn yer gonna go collectin.. do it elsewhere."
Martir says, "I'm not a theif"
Martir says, "they left the coins to be takin"
Martir says, "so I took em"
Martir says, "I'll give em back later"
You say, "Sure ya will."
You nod to Martir.
You say, "Don lemme catch ya takin from others 'ere."
You nod to Martir.
Martir pokes you in the ribs.
Martir says, "take your own advice"
You ask, "Don let you catch me?"
Martir says, "yeah"
You say, "ok."
You nod to Martir.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 242 silvers.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 238 silvers.
You say, "Strange 'ow yer jes standin 'roun 'ere.. lookin all innocen."
You nod to Martir.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 184 silvers.
You examine Martir closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.
Martir just left.
You chortle.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 38 silvers.
You say, "scared da gian off."
You say, "e knew I was onta 'im."
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 160 silvers.
You mutter thief.
Kipastil rummages around in his pockets.
You grumble.
Martir just arrived.
You scowl at Martir.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 135 silvers.
You ask, "Yer back fer more?"
Martir asks, "standing around lookin innocent and what?"
Martir appears to be checking his pockets for something, but finds them empty.
Martir says, "there is no more"
Baffled says, "Well, dinna matter who steals or not. I was gonna cast colors, but the silvers stolen from me cost the part those"
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 128 silvers.
You exclaim, "cause ya jes ran up ta da bank!"
You scowl at Martir.
Baffled says, "I'll cast my spells on m'self"
Kipastil rummages around in his pockets.
You say, "E'eryone 'ere seen ya."
Martir yells, "falgrin is stealin in the park put ya coins up"
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 193 silvers.
You say, "da's libel now."
Baffled says, "That's a shame"
You say, "Don make me drag ya in."
You scowl at Martir.
Martir says, "drag ya dead body in"
You reach into Thalian's pockets and pull out 61 silvers.
Martir says, "I don't like you...do not talk to me or touch my coins again"
Kipastil says, "to tell you the truth I don't care who was stealing, as long as I get my money back"
Ydna says, "see what you 2 have done! now no one will do any mass spells "
You reach into Thalian's pockets and pull out nothing.
Martir is informing you that he wishes to have no further interaction with you OF ANY KIND! He desires that the two of you go your separate ways and have no further contact.
[Edited on 11-17-2003 by Parkbandit]
[Town Square, Small Park]
A small, shady park fills an old vacant lot behind a row of buildings, the bustling sounds of the square filtering through the passage to the north to animate the area despite its appearance of peace and serenity. You also see a gypsy fortuneteller, a rapier and a handful of white flower petals.
Also here: Ydna (sitting), Martir, Airasophen (sitting), Kojo (sitting), Quinzella, Xaniten
Obvious paths: north, south, west
You pick up a handful of white flower petals.
You pick up a rapier.
[Town Square, Small Park]
A small, shady park fills an old vacant lot behind a row of buildings, the bustling sounds of the square filtering through the passage to the north to animate the area despite its appearance of peace and serenity. You also see a gypsy fortuneteller.
Also here: Ydna (sitting), Airasophen (sitting), Kojo (sitting), Quinzella, Xaniten
Obvious paths: north, south, west
You reach into Xaniten's pockets and pull out 42 silvers.
Martir just arrived.
You see Martir.
He appears to be a Giantman of the Grot'karesh Clan.
He appears to be very young and very tall. He has silver-flecked golden eyes and golden brown skin. He has waist length, silky titian hair worn in a ponytail. He has a clean-shaven face, a straight nose and broad shoulders.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a reinforced shield, a heavy backpack, and some light leather.
Raz removes a gold ring from in his leather tool pouch.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 115 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 205 silvers.
You dust off a polished mithril plaque.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 246 silvers.
You dust off a weatherworn grey marble statue.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 161 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 91 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 37 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 249 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 149 silvers.
You lean against a weatherworn grey marble statue.
[Town Square, Small Park]
A small, shady park fills an old vacant lot behind a row of buildings, the bustling sounds of the square filtering through the passage to the north to animate the area despite its appearance of peace and serenity. You also see a gypsy fortuneteller (sitting).
Also here: Moristha, Thalian, Martir, Vullfen (sitting), Airasophen (sitting), Kojo (sitting), Quinzella, Xaniten
Obvious paths: north, south, west
You crack your knuckles.
You examine your fingernails.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 61 silvers.
You see Martir.
He appears to be a Giantman of the Grot'karesh Clan.
He appears to be very young and very tall. He has silver-flecked golden eyes and golden brown skin. He has waist length, silky titian hair worn in a ponytail. He has a clean-shaven face, a straight nose and broad shoulders.
He is in good shape.
He is wearing a reinforced shield, a heavy backpack, and some light leather.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 214 silvers.
You carefully examine Martir's physique and figure he weighs about 234 pounds.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 77 silvers.
Martir raises an eyebrow.
You examine Martir closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 32 silvers.
You nod to Martir.
You say, "Yerra big 'on"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 250 silvers.
Martir shrugs.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 116 silvers.
You ask, "wha it like ta be a gian?"
You cock your head at Martir.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 160 silvers.
Martir says, "you hear voices from down below"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 218 silvers.
You grunt in agreement.
Martir peers quizzically at you.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 168 silvers.
You say, "I big ferra dwarf."
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 132 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 84 silvers.
Martir asks, "did ya enjoy my pockets?"
You ask, "Did I wha?"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 175 silvers.
You grunt questioningly.
Martir says, "someone did"
You examine Martir closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 133 silvers.
You ask, "ya got pockets in yer leather der?"
You grunt questioningly.
Martir just went north.
You say, "I wear dis 'eavy plate armor."
You smirk.
You reach into Xaniten's pockets and pull out nothing.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 33 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 161 silvers.
You say, "So much cleanin ta do."
A swarm of tiny spiders suddenly appears from beneath the folds of Ydna's spidersilk cloak and seals the opening in the cloak with their silk.
You dust off a polished mithril plaque.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 78 silvers.
You dust yourself off.
You dust Quinzella off.
You reach into Quinzella's spidersilk backpack and pull out a piece of amber.
You secretly place your amber into your leather weapons harness.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 121 silvers.
You glance at a gypsy fortuneteller.
Martir just arrived.
You say, "I got yer fortune."
You nod to the gypsy fortuneteller.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 176 silvers.
You glance at a gypsy fortuneteller and slowly draw your finger across your throat meaningfully.
Martir hands the fortuneteller a message. The fortuneteller inspects it carefully, appears satisfied and says to Martir, "I knew you would be coming with this. I have seen you in my cards. A noble destiny awaits you if you persevere and remain loyal to yourself."
She continues in a soft voice, "All money is as ashes in the wind, but in this life great store is set by it, so I will reward you in the custom of the time."
With that, she hands Martir some silvers and traces a symbol of blessing in the air then raises a hand in farewell.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out 88 silvers.
Martir just went north.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 76 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 69 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 90 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 132 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 211 silvers.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 195 silvers.
Martir just arrived.
You reach into Quinzella's pockets and pull out 65 silvers.
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out nothing.
You smile at Martir.
You say, "ello Gian."
Martir says, "hello theif"
You say, "We was talkin an ya jes up an lef."
You ask, "Me?"
Martir says, "had a job to do"
You grunt questioningly.
Martir says, "most likely"
You grunt negatively.
You point at a small silver star.
You show Martir your silver star.
You say, "Imma dep'ty."
Martir asks, "so?"
You reach into Kojo's pockets and pull out 212 silvers.
Martir says, "best disguise"
You say, "Da constable wouln like me stealin much..."
Magnusn just arrived.
You reach into Kojo's pockets and pull out 53 silvers.
Martir says, "cause he's in your pocket"
You reach into Kojo's pockets and pull out nothing.
You say, "I'll admit, I ain always beena dep'ty."
Martir says, "while you were talking to me my coins were dwindling"
You ask, "ere??"
Martir says, "so even if it weren't you"
Martir says, "yer not much good"
You ask, "someone was stealin from ya in my park??"
You grunt in annoyance.
Martir says, "should trade in your badge"
You exclaim, "Come on ou ya thief!"
You scowl.
You grunt in annoyance.
Martir says, "shame on you stealin from a poor lil emp"
Martir says, "that's what ahm sayin"
You exclaim, "Yea thief! Shame on you! Now come ou!"
You say, "cursed thief."
You grumble.
You say, "Ain no stealin from des fine folks in MY park."
Ydna says, "who made you dep'ty? "
Ydna peers quizzically at you.
You say, "Da constable."
Martir asks, "Falgrin stole ..how much?"
Martir peers quizzically at you.
You say, "I ainna thief frien."
You say, "Like I tol ya.. Imma dep'ty."
Xerthious cautiously says, "You look more like a bandit"
Ydna says, "let me see your badge"
You reach into Ydna's pockets and pull out nothing.
You say, "Looks kin be decivin."
You show Ydna your silver star.
Martir says, "either way"
Martir says, "WHILE you were talking to me"
Martir says, "my coins dwindled"
You say, "Someone's a good thief 'ere den."
Martir says, "so either way"
You ask, "Ow much ya lose?"
Martir says, "your useless"
You cock your head at Martir.
Martir says, "turn in your badge"
Martir says, "at least 1000"
Martir says, "prolly more"
You say, "Prolly more like three thousan would be my guess."
Martir says, "stole 3000 silvers from me"
You say, "Now now."
Martir says, "not now"
Martir says, "before"
You say, "Don make me drag ya in fer spreadin false rumors."
Martir says, "so ya robbed me"
Martir says, "or someone else did"
Martir says, "while ya watched and distracted me"
Martir says, "so either way"
Shadya says, "heres a tip fer ya...don bring silvers or ya open containers full of gems inta the park"
You ask, "Come now fella.. ya lost a mere wha.. three thousan five hundred an thirty two silvers or so?"
Shadya nods to Martir.
You reach into Ambershadows's pockets and pull out 163 silvers.
Martir says, "so ya see"
Martir says, "he admits that he took my money"
Martir says, "basically"
You ask, "ow did I do that?"
You cock your head at Martir.
You reach into Ambershadows's pockets and pull out 48 silvers.
Martir says, "with whatever skills ya have"
You reach into Ambershadows's pockets and pull out 172 silvers.
Martir says, "and the constable seems to be in your pocket"
Ambershadows just arrived.
Ambershadows serenely says, "how bout i make it easier for you"
Ambershadows drops some coins.
Martir gathers the remaining coins.
Martir just went north.
You ask, "Dat gian issa thief?"
You cock your head at Ambershadows.
Martir just arrived.
You ask, "An 'e jes kept blamin me fer it?"
You shake your head.
Martir says, "I don't believe in easy"
You reach into Martir's pockets and pull out nothing.
You say, "Bad thief."
You scowl at Martir.
Ambershadows serenely says, "all theifs are bad"
You say, "Ifn yer gonna go collectin.. do it elsewhere."
Martir says, "I'm not a theif"
Martir says, "they left the coins to be takin"
Martir says, "so I took em"
Martir says, "I'll give em back later"
You say, "Sure ya will."
You nod to Martir.
You say, "Don lemme catch ya takin from others 'ere."
You nod to Martir.
Martir pokes you in the ribs.
Martir says, "take your own advice"
You ask, "Don let you catch me?"
Martir says, "yeah"
You say, "ok."
You nod to Martir.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 242 silvers.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 238 silvers.
You say, "Strange 'ow yer jes standin 'roun 'ere.. lookin all innocen."
You nod to Martir.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 184 silvers.
You examine Martir closely, sizing him up and taking note of all the details.
Martir just left.
You chortle.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 38 silvers.
You say, "scared da gian off."
You say, "e knew I was onta 'im."
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 160 silvers.
You mutter thief.
Kipastil rummages around in his pockets.
You grumble.
Martir just arrived.
You scowl at Martir.
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 135 silvers.
You ask, "Yer back fer more?"
Martir asks, "standing around lookin innocent and what?"
Martir appears to be checking his pockets for something, but finds them empty.
Martir says, "there is no more"
Baffled says, "Well, dinna matter who steals or not. I was gonna cast colors, but the silvers stolen from me cost the part those"
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 128 silvers.
You exclaim, "cause ya jes ran up ta da bank!"
You scowl at Martir.
Baffled says, "I'll cast my spells on m'self"
Kipastil rummages around in his pockets.
You say, "E'eryone 'ere seen ya."
Martir yells, "falgrin is stealin in the park put ya coins up"
You reach into Kipastil's pockets and pull out 193 silvers.
You say, "da's libel now."
Baffled says, "That's a shame"
You say, "Don make me drag ya in."
You scowl at Martir.
Martir says, "drag ya dead body in"
You reach into Thalian's pockets and pull out 61 silvers.
Martir says, "I don't like you...do not talk to me or touch my coins again"
Kipastil says, "to tell you the truth I don't care who was stealing, as long as I get my money back"
Ydna says, "see what you 2 have done! now no one will do any mass spells "
You reach into Thalian's pockets and pull out nothing.
Martir is informing you that he wishes to have no further interaction with you OF ANY KIND! He desires that the two of you go your separate ways and have no further contact.
[Edited on 11-17-2003 by Parkbandit]