Chapel pianist (ex-saloon pianist) · Desert Isle (3rd island), Last Chance, chapel (Chopin Op. 62 No. 2).
Quests
- The Sundown Bell (gives it)
Talk
- “Name's Lonnie. I used to play over at the saloon. Then I got religion. Well, I got a better piano. Same thing, out here.”
- “Barkeep says I quit him. I didn't quit him. I moved across the square. You can still hear me in there if you stand by the door. I tell him that. He says it's not the same. It's exactly the same. It's the same song.”
- “It's Chopin. Fella was from Poland. Never been to a desert. You can tell. There's no sand in it. I put a little in. Not on purpose. It's in the keys.”
- “Folks ask, Lonnie, how come you only play the one? I say, it's a long song. They say it's not that long. I say it is the way I play it.”
- “Preacher left with the collection plate. Took the plate, too. Nice plate. So now it's just music on Sundays. Attendance went up. Draw your own conclusions.”
- “Every so often a tumbleweed rolls in the door, sits a while, rolls back out. Best listener I ever had. Never once asked for anything cheerful.”
More talk
- “At the saloon they wanted ragtime. Ragtime's what you play when you want to be noticed. So I came over here to play this one. This one's what you play when you don't.”
As the gods fall
Once the gods of 1 crypt have been beaten and their chests looted in your world (the Gang of Elites counts), every third talk:
- “Every time somebody comes back from one of those crypts, I hit a note I don't remember learning. Then it's in the song for good. I'd tell the barkeep. He'd want it in ragtime.”
When you walk off mid-sentence
- “Leaving before the big finish? That's alright. There's no big finish.”
- “Folks walk out on me all the time. That's why I moved to a church. They have to sit.”
- “Okay, then. Tip's in the jar on your way out. There's no jar. Don't look.”