Caine

You: What else can you tell me about your master?

Caine: Hmm ... he's a great alchemist, well, maybe the best in the Colony. And he's a man of faith - a true believer.

You: Do you know where Kalom keeps his recipes?

Caine: Hmm ...? Why do you ask?

You: Hey. I'm new here.

Caine: Hmm? Oh. I ... see. I'm Caine, Cor Kalom's apprentice. You know him, right?

You: I do.

Caine: Good. That's ... good.

You: No.

Caine: What? Then you can't have been here long.

Caine: Master Kalom, he's um ... important. Veeery important. He's the master of novices, after all.

You: What's your job around here?

Caine: Oh ... this and that. I help Master Kalom with his concoctions.

Caine: Potions, swampweed, and dreamjuice. That we make from the crawler mandibles.

You: You brew potions from minecrawler mandibles?

Caine: The dreamjuice, yes. Master Kalom pays well for the ichor.

Caine: But don't get any ideas, yes? Minecrawlers are dangerous, and hard to kill. Maybe talk to the templars if you want to know more. Like, uh ... what was his name. Gor Na Drak.

Caine: He goes to the Old Mine every morning and comes back at night.