Miriam is a Meridell local, who spends her time wandering about in town. She is quite a gossip, and writes her own songs to sing.
It is a beautiful day, isn't it?
I wonder if Morag has any motes in today.
A day like this is made for singing!
Oh my! A squire! So nice for you.
I will have to write a song to honor your squire-hood.
Perhaps Inga could fit you for some armour.
Did you use motes? I thought I saw you use motes!
Why are people talking about the outskirts of Meridell?
I am such a gossip. I just can't stand to be left out of things.
I wonder what has people so upset.
Oho -- I'll bet that Werelupe isn't howling no more.
Such a daring match that was -- a very nice time at the Arena!
I've always wondered. When you beat a Werelupe do you keep the teeth?
A knight! And so soon!
Oh, you have to promise me you'll see Inga. She makes all the armour.
I've heard nothing but good things about you.
