Hello: Oh, greetings. I am a traveler by the name Moegrahl Fyrlihtwyn. Pray allow our relationship to be beneficial to us both.
Talk 1 (Jobs): What I do for a living? Ah, mainly slaying gods. It does get exhausting after a while, what with the constant summoning and all. I can't seem to get half a day's rest in, barring when my retainers assist.
Talk 2 (Fishing): Some days, I prefer to utilize my fishing rod to catch a fish or three. You would think it easy? Then thou shall be in for a surprise. A... cinder one, at that.
Talk 3 (Decoration): Would you have any decorative skills, perchance? My home is in... dire need of refurbishment.
Weather (Fog): In some Mythos, fog is said to bring ruin and death. Let us hope this is not a forewarning.
Weather (Snow): Many like snow. I dislike the thought of blood upon snow, one I am much too familiar with. Additionally, my face becomes red, and Erdene won't let that go.
Time (Morning): Huh..? Must we go on a mission this early? Apologies, but I am one to sleep in.
Time (Afternoon): I must be weary of the time. May you excuse me for an hour or so? I must be of assistance to other adventurers too, whether that entails traversing a dungeon or a large-scale friendly battle.
Time (Evening): Gods, what a busy day. Methinks it is time to finally take but a second of rest... And if you need anything more, I shall be reluctant.
Hobby: When not committing acts of minor genocide, I tend to enjoy some fishing. I can then use those fish to cook delicious meals for myself and Erdene, and on occasion Akanei and Alphini. I'm said to be a "decent cook", which would make sense, with the amount of requests I hath taken from city governments.
Concerns: What I fear, you ask? A lack of rest. For the horrors I have witnessed and subsequently ceased, nothing can shake me... I have changed my opinion. I have one fear, and she is a small but ruthless woman. I thank the dead gods she is on my side.
Favorite food: I am partial to some Spaghetti al Nero myself. Something about the taste truly enriches my mouth, and I cannot help but love it. What a dear shame that it tends to be so expensive when not self-made, however.
Least favorite food: "Eggs make you grow big and strong"? Hah. I hath eaten many an egg, and the thing that made me grow was having a man inside me... Not in a sexual manner. Godsdamnit, I worded that horribly.
About Me (lv10): It seems I am only getting but a fraction of my strength returned to me... It is refreshing, in all honestly. Being the "Unkillable God-slayer" is fun for a moon or two, but a real challenge truly excites me. Hm, maybe me and him weren't too dissimilar.
About Me (Lv20): Sometimes, in my world, I see a copy of myself. I thank the gods that those clones were not utilized for warfare, because even back then I was competent enough. And due to that entire process, I had to learn a different form of magic-less healing. Fortunately, my magical prowess returned to me eventually, but technology can be quite endearing.
About Me (lv30): Clothes are very hard to come by here, are they not? Plus, so many of them are gendered using human sizes, I cannot find a single shirt that fits me... I understand I'm what you would call an "Orc" here, but even so, someone must make clothes my size, correct? No, I refuse to make my chest smaller too. If it cannot fit my bosom as well, then it fits not at all.
About Me (lv40): You would wish to learn where I am from, then? Well, twould be difficult to explain in such a short time, especially when I had travelled far into the past. So, I would offer a solution different. Have thou heard of the critically acclaimed... You have? So I need not explain more, understood.
