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• There's a supply dolyak inbound from Fort Trinity with more ammunition for our trebuchets. It's dangerous going, though.
• Aye, I'm in. Jackdaws, belly up to the bar! Fill your mugs and lay your money down!
• Unbelievable! The newcomer, Blackjack, is the last drinker standing! We got ourselves a new Potentate of Potables!
• Surprise, surprise, eh, Khebril? I mean... Yarr! Flotsam and jetsam! Now, how 'bout that wager?
• Fine, fine. I'll go fetch your gold, you thievin' sea-whisker.
• Hope it gets here.
• Okay, listen up. While you were guzzling away, I found Demmi. She's under heavy guard on the other side of the water.
• So there was a plan after all—beyond getting me sloshed, I mean.
• Go provide them an escort and make sure they arrive safely. Then I can get all of these trebs back working.
• Aren't you a little sober to be a pirate?
• We're here to abscond with you...and with the beer. The beer's already vanished into thin air, so now it's your turn.
• Thank the goddess Lyssa! I was starting to think the order had forgotten me. Do you have a plan to get out of this place alive?
• Sort of. The idea starts with "run for it" and generally goes downhill from there. Come on!
• Demmi Beetlestone
• Initiate, my name is Lady Wi. I'm the Order's agent within the Krytan ministry. This rough-looking gentleman is Benn Tenstrikes, my protector.
• I was supposed to get Demmi safely out of Divinity's Reach, but I got sacked by Ministry Guards.
• You're lucky to be alive, Benn. Caudecus wields great power in Kryta, and he's none too pleased about his daughter's desertion.
• How did Landon find me? There's no way the Ministry Guard could have tracked me this far from Divinity's Reach.
• Your father probably purchased a tracking enchantment. Do you have anything you never remove? Something he knew you'd keep with you?
• My mother's necklace! He's using it to follow me? My father is a coldhearted snake!
• Your father's treachery could be useful to us, Demmi. If Commander Landon is following the enchantment, we can use it to lead him awry.
• Dang. Some of the trebs will need to shut down until we can get some more ammunition. Can't be running out now can we?
• That supply dolyak from Trinity better get here soon, I don't want to shut down all the trebuchets.
• Those things don't look friendly. Protect the dolyak!
• Hostiles spotted. Keep the supplies safe!
• Clever. Now, let's work out the details so we can get Demmi out of here, safe and sound.
• Lady Wi
• We've decided to sneak Demmi out under cover of darkness. We'll lose the necklace, mislead Landon, and slip out under his nose.
• Why can't it ever be easy? Keep the supplies safe!
• Very wise. There's no reason for confrontation if you can simply avoid pursuit altogether.
• Demmi, I want you to stay close to our operatives. Tybalt might be a short-sighted nincompoop, but you can trust him.
• Thanks, I...think?
• I will, Lady Wi. Thank you for everything. The Order of Whispers has been a godsend.
• Everyone get supplies, and get some rest. We'll head out once it's dark enough to leave the city unnoticed.
• We've decided to leave a false trail, and trick the Ministry Guard into an ambush. Once they're out of the way, it'll be easier to get Demmi to safety.
• Tybalt and I will lay an ambush while Benn gets Demmi out of the city. After we've handled Landon, we'll meet up with you again.
• If you're determined to do this, at least let me make the ruse a good one. With a little magical assistance, Tybalt will make an excellent Demmi Beetlestone.
• Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait...wait. Making a charr like me—look like her? I hope you have some mighty strong magic up your sleeve.
• Don't worry. You'll make a beautiful decoy, Tybalt.
• Guard our supplies with your life!
• You're putting your life in danger for my safety. I won't forget this. Thank you. Thank you all.
• So we just run in there and yell, "Hello, bad guys, surrender or die"?
• Still, try to take prisoners if you can. We'll need them to give us information if Anvilburn isn't there.
• You really think we'll be lucky?
• Look here, whelp. There's a time for strategy, and there's a time for kicking the door down. We don't need tactics against this rabble. We just need force.
• Yes sir, Warmaster.
• Right, then. Don't worry about "hello," just skip straight to "surrender or die." Now move out.
• Norn Forgal Generic Lines
• Y-you just missed him. He left this morning. He's on his way to kill some worthless human named Duran.
• You shuck-brained cur! Where's Ajax Anvilburn? We know he's behind the attacks on Ebonhawke. Spill!