Drunken mariner/dialogue


 * Player: What are you shouting about?
 * Drunken mariner: Y'arr, there be a lot of fun to be had in Lumbridge right now, even fer a lubber like ye.
 * Player: Fun? What sort of fun are we talking about?
 * Drunken mariner: It be the best sort o' fun ye can find ashore: the joy o' battle.
 * Player: What battle is this?
 * Drunken mariner: Aye, a battle it be, and the gods themselves have seen fit to join me and me shipmates fer a god scrap.
 * Drunken mariner: Saradomin and Zamorak both be there, and there be plenty of creatures and landlubbers icthin' fer a fight.
 * Drunken mariner: Aye, but the sea always calls an old salt like me back, so I be leaving them to their squabble.
 * Drunken mariner: I'll meet me end on the decking, not in some Lumbridge field.
 * Drunken mariner: If ye be looking for the battle, it be lying to the west side of Lumbridge castle.
 * Player: Saradomin and Zamorak are both there?
 * Drunken mariner: Aye, both of 'em, locked in a fight that nearly matches me last sea battle.
 * Drunken mariner: They both be looking fer help from the likes of ye and me, and by the sea gods I weren't to be missin' that.
 * Drunken mariner: Both camps be lookfin' for help, if ye're headin' on that tack.
 * Drunken mariner: Even if ye be not a fighter, there be things ye can be gettin' on with.
 * Drunken mariner: Aye, and there be rewards in it too, for them that earn them.
 * Player:Rewards?
 * Drunken mariner: Aye, there be rewards for them that fight and such.
 * Drunken mariner: But I be knowing little about them, so ye'd best be setting off for the camps by the battlefield to find out.
 * Player: Which god should I support?
 * Drunken mariner: I care not who be supporting who. It's all fer the fun o' the fight!
 * Drunken mariner: Ye could support Zamorak, if ye head to the south of the battlefield, or ye could support Saradomin by steerin' to the north.
 * Drunken mariner: Just sign up with the recruiters in the camp, and ye be ready to start fightin'.
 * Player: How did it start?
 * Drunken mariner: Aye, well, they be telling me that a portal be openin' from another world, and through be stepping Zamorak, and up pops Saradomin to fight him.
 * Drunken mariner: They be tearin' up the ground looking for some stones or somethin'. It not be of interest to an old dog like me.
 * Player: Saradomin and Zamorak are both there now?
 * Same as in "Saradomin and Zamorak are both there?"
 * Player: I'll leave you to it.
 * Drunken mariner: Y'arr, good riddance to ye, lubber.
 * Player: I love a good fight!
 * Drunken mariner: That be the spirit, me hearty! Ye should be goin' to Lumbridge smartly and be fightin' with the best of them!
 * Player: I don't like fighting!
 * Drunken mariner: Ye be a lily-liver as well as a lubber.
 * Drunken mariner: Y'arr, but there still be things for ye to do in Lumbridge while the real men and women fight.
 * Drunken mariner: Ye should be heading to Lumbridge smartly and see how fightin' is. Y'arr, it be nearly as good as a fierce storm on the high sea.
 * Player: Er, right. I'll leave you to it.
 * Drunken mariner: Y'arr, good riddance to ye, lubber.