| ~Haer'Dalis, you really are something of a novelty to me.~ [G#TYRS46]DO ~SetGlobal("G#TF.HaerDalisBanters","GLOBAL",1)~
 == BHAERDA ~How so, my fiery-haired phoenix?~
 == BG#TYRIS ~Well, in my world we have neither Tieflings nor battle-poets of any kind.  Our minstrels stay far away from the battlefield, providing moral support but little more.~
 == BHAERDA ~Ah, a bard's place is not to one side of the battle but in amongst it.  How else can he sing true songs of the events that occur there?~
 == BG#TYRIS ~Perhaps.  But how can he sing songs at all if he loses his head in the process?~
 == BHAERDA ~A valid point, my phoenix.  And that is why we bards must be masters of our art, with a sharp blade as well as a sharp tongue.~
 EXIT
 
 CHAIN IF ~InParty("G#Tyris")
 See("G#Tyris")
 !StateCheck("HaerDalis",CD_STATE_NOTVALID)
 !StateCheck("G#Tyris",CD_STATE_NOTVALID)
 CombatCounter(0)
 Global("G#TF.HaerDalisBanters","GLOBAL",1)~ THEN BHAERDA HaerDalisBanter#2
 ~My phoenix, the more this bard thinks of you, the more he sees potential in a great play of your story.  The warrior maiden pulled helplessly away from, not one, but two men that she loves.  Oh such potential!~
 DO ~SetGlobal("G#TF.HaerDalisBanters","GLOBAL",2)~
 == BG#TYRIS ~Haer'Dalis, what you do with my story once I've gone home is none of my business.  But before you get carried away, while I care for my comrades back in Yuria, I don't love them.  Well, not like you're making out.~ [G#TYRS47]
 == BHAERDA ~'Tis merely a creative twist to further enrich the tale, my phoenix!~
 == BG#TYRIS ~Fine.  Like I said, I don't care what you do once I've gone.~
 == BHAERDA ~But why wait until you have returned?  Why not assume the role of yourself on the stage, for no mere actress could truly portray a character such as yourself.~
 == BG#TYRIS ~But if I played myself, it would have to be before I leave and therefore how would you know how the story ends?~
 == BHAERDA ~Further enrichment, my phoenix.  All in the name of a truly epic tale!~
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 Shep Kushman: Bruno must be returned to us!
 Burl Kushman: He's a brutish, ignorant beast with no sense of right or wrong!
 Sam: Hey, who isn't?
 — Что-то у меня голова болит…
 — А ты поковыряй вилкой в ухе, мне обычно помогает!
 
 
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