Richter

Richter
He's reading something from a notebook.
Region:	Heavenly Sewers
Location:	At Entrance
Anatomy:	Elven
Species:	Elf
Beast Speak:	Yes
Speaks With:	All
Vendor

“

Ah, another death. Well, worse things happen at sea, isn't that what they say? You'll do better next time... wait... can you hear me?!

Richter is an elf who you can interact with in some kind of sewers room that is reached by "Entering the Light" (one of the options that unlocks with the Dying skill).

The area he is in has no map. It features portals to Serbule Keep and Rahu (both usable with 8 hours cooldown) and a random portal that can be used as often as you have to. Richter sells various utility items such as Potions, Inks, basic equipment, Dye Pot and Gem Crusher.

Location

Heavenly Sewers

When dead, use the "Enter the Light" option.

Shopkeeper

Richter sells various utility items.

Items Sold^[view/edit]

Basic Sword	57 councils
Basic Boots	45 councils
Basic Pants	57 councils
Basic Breastplate	63 councils
Basic Gloves	45 councils
Basic Helm	45 councils
Basic Shield	57 councils
Emergency Warmth Fire	150 councils
Hash Browns	200 councils
Healing Potion	100 councils
Armor Potion	100 councils
Power Potion	100 councils
Basic Ink	15 councils
Advanced Ink	37 councils
Expert Ink	75 councils
Dye Pot	30 councils
Gem Crusher	2000 councils

Conversations

“

Ah, another death. Well, worse things happen at sea, isn't that what they say? You'll do better next time... wait... can you hear me?!

Where am I?

Uh... uh... you're awake! This shouldn't happen... this is bad! Are you... angry?

Should I be angry?

No. No! I saved you! Yet again! I'm like... your guardian angel. Yes! You see, I'm your guardian angel, and I save you from death, teleporting your near-lifeless corpse back here, where I fix it up and send you on your way.

My guardian angel lives in a sewer?

Ah... heh. Well... yes. Yes I do live in a sewer. Okay, fine! Look, I can't tell you what's going on. It'd be bad for both of us. Just trust me that I'm your friend, and I'm helping you.

Why should I trust you?

Do you have any idea how many times you've nearly died?! Precisely (???) times! But you're still here. Nobody has that much luck. It was me! I've been pulling you from death's door. I'm your chum!

And you won't tell me anything else?

I'm sorry. It wouldn't be prudent. The knowledge could deform your skull with its incredible impact. Now THAT is some good hyperbole, I should write that one down!

Then what happens now?

Well... there's an exit over there. Take that and go about your life as if this never happened! Ooh, or hey, do you need supplies?

Let me see your wares.

I guess I'll leave now...