The githzerai monk is a mysterious fellow. He contents himself with relaxing on his porch, inviting you all to join him for tea. The libations are unimportant, he can conjure what he needs, his intent is to question you. His method of questioning is to remain silent as much as possible and let the silence open your mouths.
When he is asked a question, he will respond promptly, although he may pause to consider on occasion. His answers are as mysterious as he appears to be, and are guided by his understanding of the questions asked more than by their phrasing.
Asked about the dragon, he might say "the terror spreads over the land like his unfolding wings." Asked about the cult, he offers "there is treachery afoot, beware the illusion." Similar cryptic things pour out of him. It's hard to define this here when much of what might be said depends on what is asked.
Possible topics:
The Swamp:
The Dragon:
The Cultists:
The Shrine:
The Dream:
Ference Trensal:
The Necklace:
The Axe:
The Green Gem:
The Map:
Aron's Bowl:
The Dragon's Lair:
The Volcano:
I'm going to stall again to work on the responses...
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