"I've seen you before. Who are you?"
- "Tristian was the proud servant of Sarenrae herself, the personification of kindness and mercy. After I caught
- "We have guests." The nymph turns to you with a slight smile, her eyes sparkling. "A hound, following my skyla
- Gravel crunches under your feet, but the nymph isn't startled at the sound, she merely turns her head slightly
- "When a seed falls upon fertile ground, it bears fruit for the landowner to harvest. The seed of betrayal grew
- The nymph straightens and her gaze locks with yours. "I am Nyrissa." At the name, an echo rolls across the roo
- Gravel crunches under your feet, but the nymph doesn't seem startled by your arrival. — She just turns her hea
- "You are my faithful hound, and Tristian is my silver-tongued skylark. Both of you serve my will, so how shoul
- "Now, we both know the skylark belongs to me — just as a butterfly belongs to the day it's born and the day it
- "One of the eye sockets of this creature was good enough to fit the Oculus of Abaddon — the one Tristian stole
- "Our paths have crossed again. Perhaps this time you'll finally tell me who you are…"
- "I've seen you before. Who are you?"
- "Don't touch Tristian!"
- "That's enough. I'll stop you — here and now."
- "So, it was you who sent Tristian to me?"
- "What did the Defaced Sisters and the Numerian barbarians seek in Dunsward?"
- "Why are you telling me all this?"
- "I'm not your hound, watch your tongue!"
- "What did you do to the Defaced Sister?"
