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- Visit the butcher if you have to.
- (sigh) Sorry, Mr. Oinks. That's life in the big city.
- Seraph! Officer! My son is missing!
- Slow down, ma'am. What's the problem?
- I gave him carnival money this morning. He hasn't returned!
- I'll need a full description. What was he wearing? How old is he?
- (sobbing)
- I'm sorry. Please come in. I'll tell you what you need to know.
- The caravan from Lion's Arch is late, and we're having trouble getting meat and milk from the outlying ranches.
- Stockpiling staples was the right call. I know this isn't quite a siege, but I certainly can't depend on the caravans like I used to.
- War can't last forever.
- Are you sure he'll be all right?
- Okay. Thanks.
- Go on! My father will be fine. Go! Speak with Captain Thackeray.
- I should let him rest. Take care, Petra.
- Look. The color has already returned to his face. He'll be fussing about me soon enough.
- Are you sure you're okay?
- Thanks. That means a lot.
- Gods bless you! Keeping my daughter safe and...and getting my medicine? I couldn't be prouder if you were my own child!
- I'm on my way. You take care.
- I'll be fine. I can feel myself mending already. Now go see the captain. Doesn't pay to keep important folk waiting!
- He's going to be fine. You should wish him well.
- I was glad to help. I should be going.
- Bless you! I'm relieved that Andrew is getting better. I haven't been able to catch my breath ever since the attack.
- You look great. See you later.
- Good idea. I just need to calm down first. I nearly tripped on the stairs when you came in! And now Captain Thackeray is here! Lyssa's eyes! I should fix my hair!
- How were things while I was gone?
- Tell her not to worry. I have it under control.
- My wife was sick with worry when she heard what you and Petra were up to.
- No bandit trouble, right?
- Understood. Talk to you later.
- Quieter, for sure. We get folk stopping by to wish him well and grab a quick pint, but nobody wants the place too busy while Andrew's laid up.
- Yes, he is. Talk to you later.
- Not after you wiped the floor with them. Plus, Captain Thackeray posted a Seraph guard, just to make sure. He's a good man.
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- I'll drink to that. Take it easy, friend.
- Ha! Not since the captain posted a Seraph guard here. And once word gets out that Thackeray himself stopped by again, those scoundrels won't dare show up again.
- I was just helping a friend.
- Apply regeneration to your active mini. It regains health.
- Thanks. Maybe later.
- The hero of the day! If I wasn't on duty—and if this stubborn bartender would let me pay for anything—I'd buy you a drink.
- Thanks. Talk to you later.
- Don't be so modest! Sure, the stories make it sound like you took out a bandit army single-handedly, but I know the truth of it. You should be proud!
- Understood. Talk to you later.
- I don't mind. Besides, Captain Thackeray assigned me to protect the place in case of retaliation after what you did to those bandits. Can't shirk my duty.
- It was dangerous, but that didn't slow her down.
- I'm sure she'll tell you all about it. Good-bye.
- I heard Andrew is on the mend. I'm still amazed Petra went with you for the medicine!
- I won't tell her, but maybe you should. Talk to you later.
- How brave! I always knew she had a big heart, but such courage on top of such beautiful...er, forget I said that.