"Can I see what you have to sell?"
- Octavia looks back and forth between you and Bartholomew, glaring. "Oh, great. This is exactly what we need...
- "Yes, Your Grace. It's become too dangerous to stay here, even with your protection. I'll have to find somepla
- The wizard snatches the whip from your hands and quickly hides it away. "You have my gratitude," he says coldl
- "Don't bother me with your explanations or excuses," the wizard snaps at you coldly. "I'm already well aware t
- Bartholomew wears a cold and insincere smile. "I would if I could. However, my research demands my full attent
- The wizard snatches the whip from your hands and stops just short of kissing it. "It's unharmed... Excellent,
- "Yes, I am," the wizard answers curtly. "It's far too dangerous to stay here. Besides..." He doesn't finish th
- Bartholomew's brow wrinkles, and he whispers some calculations under his breath — then smiles. "I may regret t
- "My treasure..." Perplexion cascades down the wizard's face. "You let it slip through your fingers... I know e
- "I've no doubt of that." Bartholomew sneers. "But I'm afraid you'll have to find someone else to fulfill your
- The wizard's face contorts with anger, but he dares not object. Bartholomew turns away abruptly and resumes pa
- Bartholomew hums a simple tune as he unpacks his things, sorting them back into their proper places.
- The laboratory feels emptier than before. The wizard is packing his items — books, vials, manacles, and needle
- The mage glares at you for a moment, then slowly nods. "After what you've done, it's hard for me to trust you,
- "I've an offer for you: stay as one of my advisors. There are so few people who see things in such a critical
- "Packing? Are you leaving us soon?"
- [Attack] "I no longer require your services."
- "I regret what I've done. I shouldn't have meddled in your affairs. If you agree to stay, I promise to never d
- "Can I see what you have to sell?"
- "Could I persuade you to stay? I could use someone familiar with magic."
- "It's time I should leave. Farewell."
"Can I see what you have to sell?" — Kingmaker