Tirval gives you a solemn look. "You know you've doomed this place, don't you? Who are you leaving in charge?

Tirval gives you a solemn look. "You know you've doomed this place, don't you? Who are you leaving in charge? These nitwits? They'll do a damn fine job running this place, they will… Without law, without order, this land will descend into mayhem. I'd rather leave this land forever than watch that happen. It was a pleasure knowing you, Your Grace. Farewell."