Template:NpcData/Tavernkeeper Sporepint
| Tavernkeeper Sporepint | |
|---|---|
| Aggressive | No |
| Hostile | No |
| Interactable | Yes |
| Shop | Tavern |
Shop Inventory
| Item | Buy | Sell | Stock | Restock Time | |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| beer | 0  |
0 |
∞ | - | |
| steak | 0 |
0 |
∞ | - |
Locations
This NPC spawns at 1 location(s).
Dialogue
4 lines of dialogue. Options are marked ›, → jumps to the line an option leads to.
Conversation starts
Tavernkeeper Sporepint: Ah, hello there! Welcome to my tavern, I'll serve you with regular beer if you'd like. But as a bit of a brew enthusiast, I'm also known for my very own special beer recipe, featuring a very secret ingredient, just so you know!
*The bartender gives you a friendly wink.*
- › A regular pint will do, thanks... (opens Tavern) (end)
- › Don't tell me it's chili powder... →
- › Yeah, maybe later. (end)
Tavernkeeper Sporepint: Ah, haha! Good guess, but no - that's my cousin's secret recipe though. Between the two of us, my secret ingredient is far, far more innovative, if I do say so myself. It's why I came to this rather rough neighborhood in fact, as it grows here aplenty.
- › Come on, now you've just got to tell me. →
- › How about you just pour me a normal pint, thanks. (opens Tavern) (end)
- › I'm good for now, maybe later. (end)
Tavernkeeper Sporepint: Hahaha, alright, alright, alright... you ready? Here comes...
*The bartender leans in closer and speaks in hushed tones for dramatic effect...*
It's mushrooms...! Dried, ground mushrooms, Mushroom-P, yo! Genius, right? Can you believe it?
- › I'd rather not, sounds utterly disgusting... →
- › Heavens sake, just pour me a regular pint. (opens Tavern) (end)
- › That's it, I'm leaving. (end)
Tavernkeeper Sporepint: Hey come on, now. It's not like anyone's ever complained about it! Well, not since I had to flee Thornhill anyway, when the guards found out what I was putting in the beer...
- › I'll buy a beer, just keep your mushrooms well away from it. (opens Tavern) (end)
- › Lucky for you, I doubt this crowd much cares about taste... (end)