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Opening
- Tailor Fadnuj ibn Samil tells you, "Another sun rises, another sun sets. I still haven't sold anything. Bah."
Buying From
- Tailor Fadnuj ibn Samil tells you, "Wow, a sale!"
Selling To
- Tailor Fadnuj ibn Samil tells you, "I bet you're wondering how I manage to survive when people get all their clothes from dead, smelly corpses, and only visit me to sell what they don't want. The answer is VOLUME!"
Closing
- Tailor Fadnuj ibn Samil tells you, "I think I'll move to Xarabydun too..."
Retired (from Twilight's Gleaming)
- Fadnuj ibn Samil tells you, "If this town were bigger, I might have made some money clothing the refugees. Hmph."
- Fadnuj ibn Samil tells you, "I bet the tailor in Arwic is raking in the pyreal..."