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Bartholomew meets you with a long, sullen gaze. "Good day... my baron."
Bartholomew nods, ready to satisfy your curiosity.
Bartholomew nods, ready to satisfy your curiosity.
Bartholomew pretends not to have heard the comment.
Bartholomew pretends not to have heard the comment.
Bartholomew purses his lips. "As if only wealthy people have money! What's the point of my efforts to save eve
Bartholomew purses his lips. "As if only wealthy people have money! What's the point of my efforts to save eve
Bartholomew recites an incantation and waves his hand over the troll's chest, then points at a specific spot o
Bartholomew recites an incantation and waves his hand over the troll's chest, then points at a specific spot o
Bartholomew rushes into the laboratory, waving the sample of branded troll skin excitedly. "It was simpler tha
Bartholomew shrugs. "Literacy is one of humanity's most significant achievements! Trust me, my traps aren't ev
Bartholomew shrugs. "Literacy is one of humanity's most significant achievements! Trust me, my traps aren't ev
Bartholomew speaks softly, choosing his words carefully. "I expected more... pragmatism of you. There was no s
Bartholomew speaks softly, choosing his words carefully. "I expected more... pragmatism of you. There was no s
Bartholomew squeamishly brushes himself off, then performs a hasty bow. "Your Highness! Right on time, as alwa
Bartholomew squeamishly brushes himself off, then performs a hasty bow. "Your Highness! Right on time, as alwa
Bartholomew squints his eyes dreamily. "You wish to know if I like to spend my days counting the treasures of
Bartholomew stops packing and looks at you incredulously. Then he looks at the stack of books in his hands and
Bartholomew strokes his mustache, brooding. "You are farsighted, Your Grace. I hope the returning village folk
Bartholomew swallows a few times, then sighs. "Forgive me, Your Highness. I lied. When all... this... started,
Bartholomew tenderly strokes the letter in his hands. "An excellent decision, Your Grace! I will compose our r
Bartholomew throws a long, sullen glance your way. "At once, Your Grace," he finally manages through clenched
Bartholomew throws a long, sullen glance your way. "At once, Your Grace," he finally manages through clenched
Bartholomew turns and speaks through clenched teeth. "Farewell, Your Grace. Safe travels. Godspeed."
Bartholomew turns and speaks through clenched teeth. "Farewell, Your Grace. Safe travels. Godspeed."
Bartholomew walks around the troll's corpse. "At least they're still vulnerable to steel and acid. Now let's l
Bartholomew walks around the troll's corpse. "At least they're still vulnerable to steel and acid. Now let's l
Bartholomew walks around the troll's corpse. "At least they're still vulnerable to steel and acid. Now let's l
Bartholomew waves his hands. "Why pass up such an opportunity?" He quickly straightens himself. "Well, if this
Bartholomew wears a cold and insincere smile. "I would if I could. However, my research demands my full attent
Bartholomew wears a cold and insincere smile. "I would if I could. However, my research demands my full attent
Bartholomew winks meaningfully. "I'm on it, Your Highness. I shall order everything that's required: the coin
Bartholomew, the mad, sadistic wizard, had been summoned here for some reason. He remained silent, checking th
Bartholomew's brow wrinkles, and he whispers some calculations under his breath — then smiles. "I may regret t
Bartholomew's brow wrinkles, and he whispers some calculations under his breath — then smiles. "I may regret t
Bartholomew's eyes flash. "What an unexpected and pleasant news, Your Grace! Of course I accept your proposal,
Bartholomew's eyes light up. "Oh, yes! This is the greatest project of my career! I'm exploring the regenerati
Bartholomew's eyes widen — then they narrow. "I don't dare object… Your Grace."
Bartholomew's eyes widen — then they narrow. "I don't dare object… Your Grace."
Bartholomew's eyes widen. He moves his lips, as if trying to utter a sound. "But how... Why... You're stealing
Bartholomew's eyes widen. He moves his lips, as if trying to utter a sound. "But how... Why... You're stealing
Bartholomew's face darkens. "And who will remain most concerned with the treasury, Your Grace? Apparently, I m
Bartholomew's face reddens. Glaring at Octavia, he raises his hands as if to cast a spell.
Bartholomew's face turns red. Glaring at Octavia, he raises his hands as if to cast a spell.
Bartholomew's wide smile doesn't contain the slightest trace of sincerity. "I've already taken that role, and,
Before deciding how to proceed, we carefully examined the river.
Before deciding how to proceed, we carefully examined the river.
Before deciding how to proceed, we carefully examined the river.
Before long, we emerged from the swamp, our gear dripping with stagnant water. From there we could see that th
Before someone could disgrace us with an ignorant question about the tournament, I gave my friends a short lec
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