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@850 = ~Brave, bold hound, must you do that? Some of us have reputations at stake.~
@851 = ~Speak directly or not at all, actor. I have little time for your dilettante games.~
@852 = ~From your lips to my ears, Anomen.~
@853 = ~I have yet to see you order anything from the Prime's dutiful publicans stronger than goat's milk. People are, I regret to inform you, beginning to talk. If you are intimidated by the selection of spirits, you need only ask my advice.~
@854 = ~Pah! If you cannot help but quaff the poison served in these dens of iniquity, let it be on your own head. I have no wish to join you in ranks of the besotted.~
@855 = ~You misunderstand the purpose of an occasional drink, Anomen. We are all superheated casks about to burst. The smooth, sweet burn of liquor's kiss provides a small but necessary release of those pressures.~
@856 = ~Precisely the sort of frivolous excuse for indulgence I would expect of you, or any other reprehensible drunk.~
@857 = ~Then drink heartily of your milk, Anomen. If it is your desperate wish to stew unchecked until you shatter into a million pieces, who am I to stand in your way?~
@858 = ~You have not opened your mouth for a full hour, Imoen. Have you been stricken, or plotting some asinine prank?~
@859 = ~Nah, neither. Just thinking. But I know what you'll say about it.~
@860 = ~They locked me up for what I am. And <CHARNAME>... poor ol' <CHARNAME> never seems to get a break. No matter where <PRO_HESHE> and I go, trouble follows.~
@861 = ~You are both young and criminally incautious. Your stain will attract trouble wherever you go, because neither of you will learn the basics of self-preservation. How you have lasted this long, being as trusting as you are, is beyond my understanding.~
@862 = ~It isn't just us. Oh, I heard all about how <CHARNAME> found you this time. But I guess <PRO_HESHE> was exaggerating, and those cultists were just eating out of your hand--not on the verge of roasting you alive just for being drow.~
@863 = ~What is your point, chatterer?~
@864 = ~My point, Viconia, is that you're marked, too. If we did things your way, we would just grind our teeth, trust nobody, and all end up dead. There has to be a better answer. Safety in numbers. Maybe if we find even more people like us--~
@865 = ~Safety in numbers? Hang together, lest we all hang separately? More fodder for the hangman.~
@866 = ~Yeah. That's what I thought you would say.~
@867 = ~The Order doesn't have much time for the common people, does it?~
@868 = ~I do not know what would give you such a mistaken impression, but nothing could be further from the truth. The defense of every man is one of the guiding principles of the Order. We stake our lives on those principles, every day.~
@869 = ~Where is the common man honored in your pomp and circumstance, Lord Keldorn? How do the downtrodden benefit from your gilded edifices and your pearlescent armor?~
@870 = ~You mistake form and function, Miss de'Arnise. The Order stands on a great deal of tradition and ceremony, that is true. But our charges and our duty have always come first.~
@871 = ~Taking on the responsibility of being Radiant Heart means more than just doing the right thing when it is convenient. It means being a symbol of hope and inspiration, at all times.~
@872 = ~But how can the simple folk even think to approach you in their times of need, when you take great pains to stand above them at all times, unapproachable behind your great helms and ornate tower shields?~
@873 = ~You haven't spent enough time with the common people, Lord Keldorn. They do not respond to such symbols of status the way those with our advantaged background do.~
@874 = ~Nalia, Nalia... you are a very, very young woman indeed.~
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