Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar

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Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar offers dubious fast foods made from a large variety of animals in the spectator stands of the PK combat arena.

Despite accepting Ephebian currency, he is probably the only NPC in the game to carry Tsortean coins.

TMTTL Dublar, as he prefers to be known, is a purveyor of anything that can be sold from an open
suitcase in the desert.  Standing at just under five feet tall, he seems to be straining his face by smiling
too hard in a desperate attempt to attract more customers.  You could probably buy something from him.
He is in good shape.
He is standing.
Wearing : a pair of leather sandals and a light copper himation.
His purse is tinkling with coins.

Sample stock

Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: I have the following items for sale:

  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: I have six Tsortean fried bats for S1|79de each.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: I have eight dromedary pretzels for S1|79de each.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: I have six chaffinch brains for S1|79de each.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: I have five battered wren's livers for S1|79de each.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: I have five lark's tongues for S1|79de each.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: I have seven piles of wolf nipple chips for S1|79de each.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: And finally I have seven handfuls of jaguars' earlobes for S1|79de each.

You ask Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar about the Tsortean fried bat, the dromedary pretzel, the chaffinch brain, the battered wren's liver, the lark's tongue, the pile of wolf nipple chips and the handful of jaguars' earlobes.

  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: The Tsortean fried bat is priced at S1|79de. Let me show it to you.
Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar whispers to you: the Tsortean fried bat: This is a small bat, killed and deep fat fried purely to satisfy the tastebuds of cheering crowds. Like most things that is bad for you, it looks extremely delicious.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: The dromedary pretzel is priced at S1|79de. Let me show it to you.
Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar whispers to you: the dromedary pretzel: This is a pretzel, made from only the finest of camels. Or perhaps those camels that liked to kick and spit at their owners. Regardless, it looks quite tasty.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: The chaffinch brain is priced at S1|79de. Let me show it to you.
Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar whispers to you: the chaffinch brain: This is a rather small fried brain from a chaffinch. It looks very crispy, but quite tasty.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: The battered wren's liver is priced at S1|79de. Let me show it to you.
Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar whispers to you: the battered wren's liver: This is a battered wren's, deep fried and covered in breadcrumbs. It looks very crispy, but quite tasty.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: The lark's tongue is priced at S1|79de. Let me show it to you.
Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar whispers to you: the lark's tongue: This is the tongue from a lark, a slightly odd piece of meat that doesn't even appear to have been cooked. Somehow, it still looks rather tasty.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: The pile of wolf nipple chips is priced at S1|79de. Let me show it to you.
Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar whispers to you: the pile of wolf nipple chips: This is a small pile of wolf nipple chips, cut from a freshly dead beast and fried for over an hour. The smell from them reminds you of roast pork.
  • Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar says to you: The handful of jaguars' earlobes is priced at S1|79de. Let me show it to you.
Throw-Myself-To-The-Lions Dublar whispers to you: the handful of jaguars' earlobes: This is a small handful of earlobes cut from a a number of jaguars, fried for 30 minutes and then served to unexpecting members of the public. The location of the remainder of the ears, or even the jaguars, is unknown.