Inspired by Incomplete’s thread! Everyone knows when you click on an NPC you get one out of a few options of dialogue thrown at you, and if you click them long enough you get joke and or annoyance lines. So the premise is simple! What dialogue would your character say when clicked on? As an example here’s for Thomas:
Normal Lines: “My vigil is eternal…” “Duskwood is my charge.” “These woods were beautiful once…”
Joke Line: “What would you ask of dea- I’m just kidding.”
“Al diel shala.”
“Yes?”
“Keep your eyes on the path.”
“Can I help you?”
“Could you please stop poking me.”
“At least buy me dinner first.”
Greeting:
“What brings you here, stranger?”
“I’m just a simple farmer, tending to my fields.”
“Not looking for trouble? That’s how it finds you.”
“Lok’tar, wanderer. Or…erm, king’s honor, wanderer. Whatever works for you.”
Goodbye:
“Green hills and cool breezes follow you.”
“Don’t follow any path too blindly.”
“Red Crane watch over you.”
“Watch your step; the yak left a present in the road again.”
Annoyed:
“Ah, you’re one of those.”
“It is said, ‘don’t poke the sleeping bear’.”
“Why do you insist on ignoring that wisdom?”
low growl “Best be on your way, before your path leads to the healing path.”
Bear aggro sound
Joke Line
“It is said, to err is human. HAHA, STUPID HUMANS.”
Greetings:
“Salutations, traveler.”
“A pleasure to make your acquaintance.”
“How may I be of assistance?”
“What brings you to the Mage Tower today?”
“Do you need help finding a book?”
Irritated:
“Better to say nothing and be thought of as a fool, rather than speak your mind and remove all doubt.”
“There is no such thing as a stupid question, just stupid people asking irrelevant questions.”
“The wise say, ‘sticks and stones may break one’s bones, but words can never harm you.’ I have proven them quite wrong. Would you like to learn more?”
“I once opened a portal at the bottom of the ocean without the proper filters. The water pressure at those depths was enough to cut a hole into a mountain. I can demonstrate for you, if you’d like?”
Farewell:
“Good fortune to you, traveler.”
“I wish you success in your endeavors.”
“Don’t forget to chronicle your journey.”
Versca would be the following:
“hums a jingle to themselves”
“…yes?”
“Hmmm?”
“Continues humming the jingle but more annoyed”
“Hums the jingle louder and faster in a much more annoyed and frustrated tone”
Legit laugh out of me.
In a perfect world, Enekie would comment on transmogs as people arrive.
“You have a cape? People still wear capes?”
“Now that’s a tasteful amount of nudity.”
“I didn’t know you were a hunter. Yet here you are with a pair of impressive guns.”
“Oh. Oh my god. I don’t…ugh. Urrgh. Hurrk. Cough cough…ah. Anyway, what did you need?”
Some of us like to be comfortable on cold nights in the wild, thank you.
Vanndrel clicks on Enekie.
“Someone likes fur. Are you sure you’re in the right faction? The Horde has Tauren.”
Irritated line: “Gamer time.”
Greeting:
“You are welcome here”
“I’m listening, comrade”
“How may I serve you?”
“Power to the Forsaken.”
Goodbye:
“The Light and the Shadow do not need to be at odds”
“Lordaeron belongs to the Forsaken, always and forever”
“For the Horde”
“May Light and Shadow guide you.”
Annoyed:
“Don’t touch me.”
“… You do realise I’m a death knight, right?”
“One more time. Do that one more time there’ll be a new Forsaken in town.”
"The blight is an awful, awful thing. But it’s people like you that make me tempted to use it.”
“Oh look, a new limb donor. Your contribution will be appreciated.”
Joke Line
“You know why they call us Forsaken? Because if we hit you with force, you’ll be achin’… Get it? Force achin’? Forsaken?.." *crickets sound in the background. Sarestha mutters under her breath. “… damn it I practiced that one and everything…”
Greeting:
“Yes, I see you. What do you want from me?”
“Do be quick about it…”
“Shanna melor’ne adala fal.”
Farewell:
“Until next we meet.”
“Perhaps I will observe your progress…”
“Good fortune upon your House.”
“Try not to dally…”
Irritated:
[tersely] “Why are you still here?”
“This is not how one treats their elders, or their betters.”
“That is rather bold of someone in polymorph distance.”
[with subdued anger] “Every subsequent arousal of my ire will result in a new and more unusual punishment.”
Joke:
“Back in my day we had spend an entire decade with our trainers to learn how to cast a new spell without running out of mana; and we liked it! Hrmph! Mages these days…”
Addendum:
“Someone called me a boomer. I then turned him into a living bomb. I guess he was right.”
As a bonus. Text if Astrea were a trainer…
To Night Elves:
“Welcome apprentice. I trust you’ve had time to immerse yourself in the preliminary material? If so we can begin immediately.”
To everyone else:
“Hrm…very well. We shall see just how worthy you are. Be warned, I will not tolerate anything less than best possible performance.”
Greeting:
“Wanna wrestle?”
“I do not know fear.”
“Sit, sit! Have a mug or ten!”
“I am here for you.”
Farewell:
“Keep your spirits high.”
“Respect the wilds. Heed the call of the mountains.”
“Kindle the flame of another, and you kindle your own.”
“Warm winds guide you.”
Irritated:
“I AM THE STORM!”
“If you insist on a fight, I’ll oblige.”
“Storm break you!”
“Show me what you’ve got!”
“Think carefully. D you really wanna do this?”
Death:
“But I… was unbeatable…”
“The storm is quelled…”
“Mother, help…”
Joke:
“If at first you don’t succeed… tell me what that feels like, 'cause I don’t know.”
Greeting: “I am the iron hand of justice…” “I have the trail.” “Show me the accused.” “Charmed, I’m sure.” “No, the cloak is not for sale.” “I am the law.”
Greeting(Mage): “I’ve got my eye on you.” “I thought I smelled hubris and arrogance.”
Greeting(Demon Hunter): “Go on. Give me a reason.” “Criminal scum…”
Greeting(Shadow Priest): “Come the end of this business, you and I shall have serious words…” “I know where your path leads. Spare yourself. Stop.”
Irritated: “What are you doing?” “I told you the cloak isn’t for sale.” “It’s sharp. You’re going to cut yourself.” “I have imprisoned people for so much less than this.” “It’s no surprise that you act this way. After all, the societies of mortals have done nothing but decline since the introduction of widespread, unrestrained magic. In every society from the Highborne to the Humans, unrestricted magic signaled a sharp moral decline.” “We can see this especially evident in the descendants of the Highborne— The Blood Elves are a race of hedonists living in gilded palaces, wallowing in excess and luxury while the rest of the world suffers and dies.” “They routinely endanger us all in their quest for further extravagance— They summoned Kil’jaeden, under the enraged gaze of our Goddess!” “The Nightborne eagerly served the Burning Legion, even handing over their own citizenry so that they might continue to…” “You had me monologuing, you sly dog!”
Farewell: “Fare you well…” “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.” “This is just the start of my evening.” “Not bad. We should do this again sometime.” “Hasta la vista. Whatever that means.” “Moonlight shines upon you after all…”
Farewell(Demon Hunter): “I’ll be back.”
Death: “A fitting end for a monster like me…” “So this is my last hunt… Not bad.” “I am… Afraid.”
Upon clicking: “Lower…”
Upon clicking again: “Lower…”
Upon clicking again: “Lower…”
Upon clicking again: “TOO LOW!”
Upon clicking again: “…lower.”
Irritated line: “Poke me again and My staff is going up your a**”
“Get that loincloth away from me.”
Hello:
“Hey, mon.”
“Great day for a hunt.”
Goodbye:
“See ya, mon.”
“Loa guide ya, friend.”
“May ya find ya quarry.”
Irritated:
“De Loa musta sent you ta test my patience.”
“It be a long time since I punched somebody, but for you, I be makin’ an exception.”
“Do ya want an arrow to da face? 'Cause dat’s how ya get an arrow to da face.”
Joke line:
“I be a taken ladymon, but I like ya spunk.”
“Dey say in de jungle, no one can hear ya scream. Shall we go den?”
Greeting:
“Ishnu-alah, friend.”
“What brings you to the forests?”
“Nature calls!”
“What do you seek, friend?”
Annoyed:
“There is great wisdom amongst the furbolg - such as ‘do not poke the bear.’ It’s an ancient proverb!”
“By Elune, there are just… so many poisonous plants around here!”
“[A plant is audibly plucked from the ground.] Oh no! I have to replant this immediately.”
Farewell:
“Ande’thoras-ethil.”
“May Cenarius protect you.”
“Travel well in the wilds!”
“Walk in the tree’s shadow!”
Joke:
“Allow me to greet you in the language of the furbolg. I’ve practiced for years! [INCOMPREHENSIBLE URSINE GURGLING]”
“Someone should really close the portal to the Firelands in Hyjal. Do you know how many forest fires there has been since?”
“[Chiptune variant of night elven music plays.] Oh! Nature’s calling me again; I’ve got to take this.”
Greeting:
“Oh, hello there, good friend! WHat is it that you are needing?”
“Good day to you!”
“Hugs are good for the soul, don’t you know? Would you like one, friend?”
Goodbye:
“Be well, and I hope we speak again!”
“Be careful in your travels, my friend. The roads are not always safe.”
“Don’t forget to buy supplies! Nothing worse than being lost and not having a bite to eat.”
Irritated:
“Wh- what are you doing? Stop that! Please… seriously, I do not mind being hugged but you’re actually hurting me when you jab me like that!”
“Really, that’s enough. Don’t make me headbutt you.”
“Okay, now you’re in for it!”
Joke line:
“AAAAH! Watch out, there is a Man’ari Eredar behind you! …okay, not really. You would know if one of them had arrived all of a sudden.”
Death line:
“Aaagh! Oh no …I am slain…”
“By the Light, it hurts so much …dying…”
“I am sorry …I did not want it to end like this…”
“Ungh!” Coughs; it sounds a bit watery. “H-hello darkness, my old fri-eugh…”