To have been Drakan, lord of all Atreia, and hence reduced to this paltry Sapien form for eternity... 'Tis dishonor, troth.

I can only be glad that mine subordinates cannot see me so laid low... like Chaokiki.... He was a Shulack, loyal for his kind. His song was espionage, sabotage, his feet fleet; he was much alike a shadow in the dark.

If thou hast pity for my plight, wouldst thou find Chaokiki and tell him his lord lives anon... in a sense?

Player: Accept.

Ah, Daeva! Looking for Groggies? Have plenty of those if you are interested.

Or maybe need item? Fine items I have. Cannot find anywhere else!

If you are here to just chatter, scoot! Scaring away customers!

Player: "Maduka says hello."

M-Maduka? Impossible! He is... Uh....

I mean, do not know any Maduka! Just innocent merchant doing innocent things!

And... uh... Chopirunerk also know nothing of past! So is useless talking to him about any of this!

Player: "Hmmmm."

Hello, Daeva! What is it you want from Tigraki Workshop?

Chaokiki? Yes, know Chaokiki. He is... business partner. Of sorts.

Maduka? Hmm.... Name might be familiar. It depends. What about Maduka?

Player: "It's like this...."

Ah, Maduka dead? Trapped in Raksang? Good relief! You see, Tigraki Workshop rescued Chaokiki after Raksang sealed off.

He has been working off debt to us ever since. But one worry we always had was that old master might return someday.

Will tell others no need to worry now! Here, Daeva, why don't you take little something for easing our minds, nyerk!