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The elf bows low once again.
The elf clears her throat. "I am ready to begin my duties the moment you give your consent. I have been a Path
The elf eyes you in astonishment. "Me? I'm Sartayne, assistant and servant of Mistress Nazrielle. She teaches
The elf freezes, then quickly throws away the thing, covers his head with his arms and sobs: "Thieves! Don't h
The elf furrows his brow in concentration. "I do not fully understand the laws of these lands... I just want t
The elf gives a leisurely nod. "I will do it."
The elf gives a sigh of relief.
The elf gives you a pensive look. "Good day!"
The elf greets you with a nod. "What can I do for you?"
The elf grunts. "Anoriel Eight Eyes. Once upon a time, I was famous throughout Absalom. Anoriel Eight Eyes, of
The elf hisses through his teeth. "False prophet! We will wash away this insult with your blood!"
The elf is as calm as an iceberg. "Your reaction must be swift and severe. As your curator, I advise that you
The elf is beginning to understand. "I... Yes... It's bad! Poisoned my mind!" The elf throws the thing away fi
The elf is beginning to understand. "I... Yes... No! The thief is trying to fool me! Go away! You can't have I
The elf is eyeing you apprehensively. He is ready to flee at any moment.
The elf is shining. "Wonderful!"
The elf jerks his hand away from the sword, and heavy silence fills the air. "That was... quite a curious expe
The elf just keeps smiling at you.
The elf listens in astonishment. "Me? Ditael... No! I am It's warden! I served Nazrielle, and now I serve It!
The elf looks around carefully. "Not so loud. Irovetti has ears everywhere... But if Your Highness must know,
The elf looks at you for a brief moment, then nods silently. She draws her weapon and eyes Tartuccio coldly.
The elf looks at you with expectation from under his hood, and speaks almost impatiently. "We are ready. Comma
The elf looks straight at you, through the tangled hair falling over her face. "Hey. So, you're the new baron,
The elf looks straight at you, through the tangled hair falling over her face. "Hey. You're an adventurer, rig
The elf looks up, his voice is trembling with anticipation. "Then step into the magic circle, the Named, and a
The elf lowers his head. "You joke with us, the Named. We are the hand of Abraxas, Master of the Final Incanta
The elf nods with a hint of a smile on her face. "Wonderful."
The elf shakes her head. "I have no wish to fill your sleep with nightmares. When you prove that you can stand
The elf shrugs. "My parents named me Kimiel. But my friends decided this name didn't suit me so well…"
The elf smiles delicately. "With pleasure."
The elf snaps at you with his teeth, doglike. "Try to take it! I'll bite off your fingers!"
The elf throws up his hands in fear. "Not at all! She's the most magnificent weaponsmith I've ever met in my e
The elf tosses the thing before he knows he's been fooled. "No! Thief! Thief!"
The elf tucks his head into his shoulders. "Don't hurt me. Don't take it away."
The elf turns around, startled, but doesn't let go of the thing in his hands. "Hey, are you trying to trick me
The elf utters a gloomy sigh. "You've dealt with the Stag Lord, so I'll tell you my story. I hope it will make
The elf wrinkles his forehead in concentration. "Well... if you insist..."
The elf's enthusiasm is almost pathetic. "I'm Mistress Nazrielle's assistant. It's a great honor! She's a geni
The elven lady bites her lip. "That's a shame. Well, I'll be on my way – to a place where my talents will be t
The elven lady nods politely. "Will you help me? I promise, this deal won't make you sorry."
The elven woman carefully takes the blade from your hands. She bows politely. There's honey in her voice. "I'm
The elven woman waves her hand angrily. "The boneheads? Why would you care about them? Ah, it doesn't matter a
The emblem of Pitax glistens on the messenger's chest. She stands proudly and speaks her words bold and clear:
The emblem of Pitax glistens on the messenger's chest. She stands proudly and speaks her words bold and clear:
The end of the sentence hangs in the air, as if Octavia wanted to apologize, but couldn't find the words.
The engraving on the side of sarcophagus resembles the symbol of Charon, the Horseman of Death. But Charon's s
The entertainer hastily bows. "Ah, my manners! I am Eimar Deschamps, a playwright and stage artist attracted h
The entertainer looks up, spots you, and smiles as Talwyn frowns and sadly walks away. "It's a rare day that l
The entrance to the Shrine opens with three keys. The Wriggling Man keeps the first key, the Knurly Witch has
The examination yields nothing. – The bracelet looks expensive and ornate, but that's all there is to it.
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