The best thing since Dear Abby, is Dear Ulth! The current version includes Ulth's explanations of some of his most popular moves. What did Ulth say when Garn asked him about throwing his backpack into the cemetery way back when? (Garn was probably most curious after finding fishooks on the door to that tomb!) What was our mottled green friend thinking when he sat on the Throne in the Temple of Bane?

Here's some bonus insights. Feel free to pose more queries. :)

Ulth's explanations

1. Dear Ulth,
   why did you flee the constable and throw your backpack over the cemetery wall?

   That constable didn't like me ever since we came into this town. Don't you see the way he looks at us, filled with suspicion and bullying? His story about the murders was frightening, and I was right to point out that it sounds like the town needs a constable! How was I supposed to know that he's the constable? Anyway, if he spent more time trying to find the criminals and less time hassling us, maybe his case would be solved.

   And then he wants to put me in jail? On suspicion of being the murderer?! This “constable” is just like the rest, some badge-wearing thug looking to hang the blame on poor Ulth all the time. Well, I'm not going to spend my last days pinned in some skyless box waiting to be killed on account of an incompetent constable! And if they catch me, they sure aren't going to get my stuff! So I threw it all over the cemetery wall. The townsfolk won't find it in that deserted corner, why they're even afraid of the more open areas ever since the dead started walking and all.

2. Dear Ulth,
   why the $%^& did you sit on that Throne?

   This mission to rescue Renni's father has me all out of sorts. Gunther has surely perished by now, and the rest of us have survived by luck alone. We can't find Gunther or Renni's father, we don't even know where to look. I've tried my best. I led us along the Doppelganger tracks, but they only go in circles. I know we'll never find our way, but I don't say anything because we need to stay brave. Orgu and Garn are already losing their minds, they keep reading that crazy-talk poem like it is a message from the Gods. If I hear it one more time, I think I'll scream.

   When I crept close to the throne, hoping to find some secret compartment, I realized for a moment how helpless and lost we are down in these caverns. One by one, we could disappear, just like Gunther. Thrones are the opposite of that. People on thrones know what to do, and how to make it happen. I wanted that, I want to know how to rescue Renni's father and on whom to visit vengence for Gunther's death. I guess I didn't remember about how this is a Throne to Bane, God of Tyranny, and I certainly didn't realize that the dust I brushed off (before sitting) was cold wrought iron, and had been suppressing the evil. It just seemed like sitting there would make us know what to do.