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I will continue to serve Shire, of course. My path brings me to Baldur's Gate. Perhaps our paths will continue to intertwine, if the Dark Lady wills it. That did the trick. Mm -mm. The Mother Superior must be close. Soon this will all be over. Lourdes non factum est! This must be what's causing the curse. Now to find a way to stop it. A tiefling. That's Arabella's father, I wager. Or was Arabella's father. Sol Invictus! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Maybe I shouldn't be entirely shocked. I did fall for a saloonite, after all.
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Is that - Is that - His hallucinations made real! No need to fight for her. Hmm. Probably best to not have ogres traipsing through the camp, come to think of it. The nomad's life has its charms. You get to meet such interesting people. And sometimes they don't even try to kill you. Well, I don't find you entertaining, in the least. But what about you, Gale? What will you do now? That little hideaway that we found in the cloister. It almost felt like I'd found a piece of my childhood. A childhood I don't truly remember. In excessus. We've had a mind flayer, whispering to us in our dreams all this time. I really shouldn't be surprised by anything at this stage. True soul. Absolute.
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What do they mean? Worm's Crossing is a choke point. If I wanted to intercept a new arrival, I'd find somewhere before the bridge, blend in amongst the crowds, and wait. A fairy ring. Doesn't glow like the others, though. More Moonwitch nonsense. Careful. She obviously sees your kindness as weakness. Don't let her take advantage. Silence can be very powerful, you know. Especially when it saves our lives. That smell. What is it? Odd. Ha ha ha! This is gonna be a rush. What were you two talking about? Whoever's reaching out to us truly does seem opposed to the Absolute, but wants us to embrace the tadpole. Venture right into the heart of the cult. No!
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Thank you, brother. I'll remember your help if I succeed. As will my lady. Either way, be careful. You never know what length someone might take to solve this little problem of ours. Looks like these plates on the floor can be turned. Well, that was disgusting. Don't worry, I'm coming. I'll never be able to fill the place by my side where you should be standing. And I'll never forget you. Not a single moment. Enchanted! Nice. Some sort of magic blocking the way. To insatiable urges. I'm afraid my gratitude is all I have to offer. And a kiss, of course. Nothing. I belong to Lady Shah. Don't waste your time coveting what you can never truly have. Remind me? There's no time to waste.
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Is there a dead tadpole in that jar? The Viata. A goddess who thrives on pain. This book must be for her followers. Precis ali affero. A dictionary by how the pages are laid out. What's this language? Don't give me that look. I don't know what just happened any more than you do. We should keep going. Ah! No! You just look like one. That's a good way to get yourself killed, idiot. In a bind, I'll help. Need to keep going. I think you'll find I've been showing ample concern for myself since the moment we met. Sounds like something's angry. Or maybe hungry. Best steer clear. These must be Father Logan's secret tunnels. But his name is here. Someone was spying on him. This wasn't just a feast. It was a nightfall ritual.
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Eating and drinking your fill before sacrificing an innocent Tasha. I've missed these. Lady Sha chose me also. But because of the blood I spilled. Not what flows in my veins. You were born of murder itself. Perhaps your fate is out of your hands. Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! ah!
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Ah! Don't ask me to kill my parents, please. I can't live with that. Back on your feet. A quick talk then. Considering all we've been through, I think I was very lucky to find such favorable company. And attractive company too, no less. I hope that dragon stays dead this time. The city is close now. My former peers will be watching, no doubt. Waiting for my return. Actually, yes, you're right. Very intuitive. Clearly the devil was trying to sow doubt among us. You're nothing but a rabid beast. I have to stop you. There's no getting past those vines. The ritual was thorough. We did what we had to do. And by that, I mean never bring up the subject again. We should check it out. But be careful.
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I'll fetch you. Carlack has offered to take on the duty. She doesn't have much time left, so there's a certain logic in leaving this to her. Somewhat callous logic, mind you. Wouldn't you be in my place? If there's even the slightest chance that Shire worshippers remain within our reach, we should try and find them. I won't remember you at all. Nobody will. Such an aggressive choice of words. Careful you don't spoil the moment. Besides, we give them a home. Purpose. Just like I received. I've looked worse. But I've definitely looked better. A turnip. Not the most exciting of keepsakes. What do I say? Melon? Donkey? Sunrise? Whichever words will get you to leave me out of this. It's real.
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I felt her presence. I heard her voice. You'll see for yourself soon enough. This wasn't just a feast. More like a ritual. So familiar somehow. Cupia vertus laicet! A remote spot for a monastery. I suppose they wanted to make sure the monks avoided temptation. Fine. But understand that I'll cut you loose the moment I have to. Got to help. Looks like we're in Eltergard. East of the city of Baldur's Gate. Go on, Gail. See what Mystra has to say for herself. She was never deserving of your worship anyway. Of course it is. And I said nothing about friendship. But a little less tension between us might benefit all. We were brought together by circumstance. Besides, I have my own people in Baldur's Gate. Sharpen up or we're done.
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In and out like a ghost. I'll grab that. Let me out! Just a bottle. I think you have other plans afterwards. Wouldn't want to keep you. Not much is coming to mind. At least nothing that's terribly appealing. This wall's ready to crumble. Shouldn't take much effort to get through. I know this design. Shar's faithful wield crossbows like these. Lux. Light. Maybe a light spell will disarm the chest. That's no ordinary darkness. It feels powerful. And familiar. Stay on your guard. We should be able to proceed now. The trials are all complete. Lady Shar's final task is near. That odd stuff might be of interest to Gail. After I offered up the night song to Lady Shar.
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Her blood was on the spear. On my hands. On my clothing. I wrung out every drop I could. Saved it for a special occasion. Shhh. Don't call out. Don't move. Move. I've. I've failed. Lady Shar will disown me. What will happen to me? More. Most, I should think. I doubt Shar will be given over to generosity. Best if I just consider them lost. I have everything I need to make new memories. As for this place. All I did here. Non fit into your era. Oh, damn you. Lady Shar teaches us to abhor superficialities like fashion.
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Though, the city does have some fine boutiques. After a new look? Calm yourself. It was a hypothetical. Not the most pleasant feeling. Though I've definitely felt worse. I'm glad you changed your mind. Otherwise that would have been the end for us. I don't want it to be the end. Of course I'll help. A secret. My mission. Must keep it safe. Save them. Save them. What are you doing? No! I serve the Lady of Loss. We strip those tieflings of hope itself. Oh. Of course. You know me.
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I'm not usually one to elaborate if I can avoid it. Pretty gem. Probably a forgery though. Spire a mortis! That's enough. I get the picture. Gods do I get the picture. There's something glimmering down there. Could be valuables. Or spikes. Vae victis! That's one way to put it. Careful she doesn't try to steal it to replace her own. But in all seriousness. I'm glad you found someone. Even if it isn't me. I hope you make each other happy. You're uncharacteristically quiet, Astarion. Awed into silence. Strange. I would have been compelled to defile this shrine once. But no longer. There's an idea. If you're comfortable sharing.
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So am I. Moonrise Towers. It must have been quite a sight in its heyday. Ambitious. Don't let Mystra hear you say that. All these disguises. We were taught that Lady Shah's warriors had to be able to hide in plain sight wherever we went. I'm not sure I can even think about that right now. I'm still wrapping my mind around what happened in the Shadowfell. Let me see to those wounds. In certos! Pulcher! Imperio! Be sure it doesn't. Or it'll be your last meal. You mean just waiting? Like a lovesick puppy? Short -time amusements are much less hassle. That should alert a good few goblins to our presence. Not planning on discretion, then. Why, thank you. Always nice to have you tell me what is and isn't worthwhile. I've told you all I'm going to tell you.
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Now, please don't pry any further. Or you might force me to become less polite. Not the salus! True prayer needs peace. And serenity has proved elusive. Serenity has proved elusive of late. All we can do is try, I suppose. Let's get you up. Nonsense! You're just finally showing what you really are. A reaver to the bone. She is alone. She is alone and powerless. Lady Shah has denounced her, and her own followers have abandoned her. Perhaps she will come to regret her survival, but either way, I don't expect to see her again. Burned from the inside out. Must have been our warlock friend. The grove sported some rather interesting murals, I must say. Far be it from me to judge. Blood must still be running a little hard after everything. Better to hide than fight sometimes. The goblins stole good wine.
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It goes straight to the head. Get rid of the gith. Then we can talk about helping each other. I told you already. I want to speak to whoever's really in charge. Really? I'd just kill you. No, but I haven't looked either. Staying alive kept me busy. Ah! There's too many to fight off! Get that brain under control or we're done for! Barrel stalks. Poisonous and under the Mykonid's control. Best be careful. Just look at this place. The evidence speaks for itself. Catherick's dark justices from a bygone era. Ugh! What a venitus! Ah! This cursed thing! Might not be possible. It's stubborn that way. Prone to lashing out. Keep it for now. We can all help to protect it. Quite a collection of art tucked away in here.
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What a ghastly diorama. This'll help. We should get some rest. I doubt tomorrow will be any easier than today. What was that? Resisto, Akidom! This must have been quite a place in its heyday. Could you ever picture yourself living here, Astarion? You know, assuming the riffraff were cleared out. Crescet eando! Don't wear them out entirely, priest. I might have use for them yet. Hm? What are you doing? The Dark Lady teaches us that we are our own worst enemy much of the time. Her embrace will elude us until we shed that which holds us back. And all that is broken. So, Cazador wishes to ascend at Astarion's expense. Somehow, I can't see our fanged friend accepting that meekly. That's curious. Doesn't do anything. Ad my arm de glorium! Woodenshaar's name!
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Get away from me, you rabid freak! Might as well take a look. Staying in this camp is making me... Restless. I'd be lying if I said I hadn't noticed the spasms and the fainting spells. You have my commiserations. I think I know how it must feel, in a sense. And think of how far we've come together. All the ways from the hells back to civilization. I cannot remain with you. Count yourself lucky that I do not just cut you down in the Night Singer's name. Let's end this. These fungal spores are everywhere.
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Not bad, all things considered. I know people who work much like our new acquaintance does. Strange. You know who I never thought I'd find myself caring for? No! Those watchers are liable to turn us into cat food if we move a muscle. I still could. Then no more Lazell to pry into my affairs. Something's missing. I'll need a mold to get this thing running. You need me with you. Let me speak to your leader and we can press on. Wait! Just give me a moment. I can manage. As long as you stay with me. Good. I was just starting to miss the sound of your voice. Cling to your torches and memories of the sun if you like. See how long you last without me.
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Away, you pox nun! He betrayed Lady Shah. There can be no forgiveness for that. People hiding in the undergrowth. And I don't think they're relieving themselves. I should hope not. Have you ever heard the people who want to talk about themselves? I'm doing you a favor. You gore -bellied, purulent horse -ass! Signs of fallen dark justices. This can't be a coincidence. They must have originated from somewhere nearby. Let the pain fade. Don't worry, I'm coming. Wetter than a ten -tongued tarpon! Shah cliques me. A beautiful night. Not even a hint of moon to sully Lady Shah's dark sky. Some parchment there. Looks official. Well, there's a hollow in that tree. Looks hand -carved.
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Baldur's Gate. You know, I never quite believed I'd actually make it back. Wasn't until we got within reach of Worm's Crossing that it felt real. It won't open. Perhaps there's something nearby that can help. Something needs to be said. Someone prodding at a newly opened wound doesn't help matters. Better of help. Resisto, Akidam! And... I'm sorry. For creeping up on you with a dagger. It won't happen again. Nicely designed. Secrecy always inspires ingenuity. We're in decidedly unfamiliar territory now. Keep up the pressure and stay alert. We need to find Thorn. I... I don't know exactly. Lady Shah protect me. Was that a click I heard?
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There's something about these plaques. Everyone watch out! He's gone mad! Could be anything for all I know. And this wild boar stabbed her until she resembled a sieve, did it? In tact in a somme! He vanished in the dead of night. Not terribly surprised. He seemed a flighty type. Whoever or whatever did this could still be around. They see best in the dark. A light source can blind them. Look! How tempting. But first, we'll need to survive the wilderness. I'd hoped there might be useful supplies through here. I wager that blade has a mighty enchantment. Gale could tell me more. What if this crash doesn't work out, Lazel? What if your kin fail you? We're in this together. But I'll happily go it alone. My faith will keep me company. Quite a set of horns. Fake, no doubt, but still impressive.
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A harper would never leave their stash exposed like that. Unless it's a trap. I don't doubt that, funnily enough. You're no gith, at least. I could tell from being in your head. A ruin abandoned to a murderous horde is a very fitting dedication to Saluna. Stuck. There's no leaving without a fight. Footprints. Small ones. They're heading towards that cave. Let's not dance around the subject. I know you're a vampire. Cruel -looking blade. Must be Githyanki. Very well. Perhaps there's potential in you. Let's see how you handle this. None of her friends around. Perfect time for a little discreet knife work. There's so much I can't remember. I know.
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Yet, if I picked up these implements, I'd know exactly what to do. How could I forget? I had a pleasant, vivid memory. But now I have to move on. The same. It must be a side effect from what those tentacled freaks did to us. You know, we had the beginnings of something special once. But it wasn't meant to be, I suppose. Perhaps happiness lies elsewhere for both of us. These people must have been trying to hide down here. My Lady Shah is the Night Singer. The patron of darkness and loss. He's down. Time to hit him with all I've got. This is going to be a waste of air. Vita mortis cario! Ugh! It's getting stronger. We must be close. Hardly deserving of this.
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I won't pretend the thought hasn't crossed my mind once or twice. Or more than that. I suppose I can understand that. More than most, perhaps. I'm ready. Not someone I'd rush to speak with. I understand your determination. But we still need a decision. Come on, no excuses. I meant to do that. M. Cohen. I remember that name from a note on that dead courier way back in the wilds. There's often suffering. Death, even. Many people break before they embrace Shah's truths. You're no burden. You're my strength. I think I know where my willful side comes from now. The Sword Coast. There's Baldur's Gate. Somehow I doubt the gith are planning a holiday. A gift for a loathsome neighbor. Strange. Can't feel the shadow curse down here.
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What is this place? What? Hmm. Quite clever. And cruel, of course. But creatively so. Why, hello, lover. That sounded more debonair in my head, I'll admit. Do you need something? I suppose if we're going to keep helping each other, I might as well tell you. I was part of a group sent to retrieve it. Bring it to Baldur's Gate for our goddess. A problem for another time. Hopefully we'll no longer be in need of protection by the time my mission draws to an end. The truth's out now. No thanks to you. No more secrets. Understand? Hmm. Brambles on bare skin aren't as fun in practice, I'm afraid. As for this gith crash, well, if your kind can actually save us, I stand to be corrected.
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Looks like an ambush. A clumsy one. That's good enough for me. Whatever made those tracks seems to be in here. Virtus et scientia. Zaris was looking for this chest. If we want to bring it back to her, we should keep it intact. Eferve. I trust you more than most. But I'm sorry. That's too much to ask. This is my responsibility. You can't even take beasts of burden for granted these days. This is what Marcus buried. A dead flaming fist. My final task lies ahead. In the chamber of loss. Plans. Looks like someone was intending to forge weapons. Mizora is no more. But we sacrificed Will along with her. The hells have him now. My orders were to keep the artifact safe. Not pry into it.
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But I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious as to what exactly it's hiding. Ah! You already know as much as I do. Best ignore it. As long as it doesn't hamper us too much. I'm sorry. I can't give you that. Not right now. The message didn't quite sink in, I see. Perhaps. But whatever it was, I don't want to experience it again. Even things that some may find silly. My favorite flower. My fear of swimming. Yet, you accepted me all the same. You're more concerned for her than she is for you, clearly. We need to take care of ourselves. The blood of Seluna? Sounds like a sacrifice. Arabella's mother. I remember her from the grove. Ah! Anyone else feel like that tadpole is set to burst?
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Until I hear what Night Song has to say for herself, I simply won't know if I've ruined everything for no reason. Someone else got out? Lady Char wouldn't bless me like this for no reason. There must be something she wants of me. Good. After all we've been through, this is hardly the time to falter. Not all Sharan's don robes and dark armor. Some people live perfectly normal lives on the surface, blending in utterly, so that they can serve the Dark Lady in utter secrecy. Ven, let you over me! Let's have a look at myself. Thriving. Lady Char's foes continue to fall and she continues to honor me. But she wants me all to herself. What we share may be difficult to maintain.
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What are these four? Dead drow publicly displayed. The Duega are sending a message. Veritas! Credo! Oculus! Looks like we've done Raphael's dirty work for him. A prayer and a symbol. Perhaps it does more than just flatter Saluna. Netherese. Gale will want to see this. This head's no local, certainly. A death devil from the Fugue Plane. Full up. Its will is weakening. We have the upper hand. Time to end this. Helps on the way. Yes. I know it must seem like I pulled this out of thin air, but... That's how Lady Char chose to reveal herself to me. You'll see for yourself. Soon enough. Gaudy thing. Maybe it can be sold for something more useful. Precious alia ferro! Your blindness as much as my deception, Salunite.
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We can talk about this later, if you're willing. You should have listened. If you're going to hesitate, just stand aside and let me do the trial myself. If I become a Dark Justicia, I'll have Lady Char's highest blessing and her arsenal at my disposal. This will be good for all of us. Let's explore. It seems to be the perfect night to spend a little time together. Just you and I. Assuming you haven't changed your mind, of course. You've a habit of saying all the right things. Either you're very glib or we're kindred spirits. It hurts. Jurgle? I didn't think anyone worshipped the Scribe of the Dead. Oh. I can't let you do that. I suspected there was something to be found but this. The Gauntlet of Shah. I can scarcely believe my own eyes.
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Another trial. I should do this one as well. My. Some bard could write a stirring love poem about you two. Or a lewd tavern ballad, perhaps. That's the symbol of the Absolute. Marked in blood. Faccio voco fare! Though, I'm still finding sand in my hair. I wonder what the others will think of that. The Adamantine forge. We heard of it from the Duega. We need to find that spear. It's almost like it's excited by something. Drawn to it. Right, better get to it. Let's see what's on offer. Everyone's frightened of something. My fear's hardly irrational when you see the fangs on those things. It's nothing. Trust me. Interesting choice of camp we have here, isn't it? Peaceful. But if that comes into doubt, I'll kill you. Sleep well.
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That cow looks fit for a wizard. Gale will want to get his hands on it. No. The artifact stays with me. And I'll do whatever's necessary to protect it, if I can't make you see reason. Stupidfakia! And not every skill that the Dark Lady asks of her followers can be taught in the shadows. Some can only be mastered on the streets, in daylight, amidst crowds. Mouthier than an ass. Twice as full of shite. Huh. I would never. I can't tell what I don't know. Shah willed it, so I obeyed. He's tottering. Another drink might knock him out. Resacchio. You! Get me out of this, Thompson! Pigeon feathers. But no bird to go along with them. Vulco flagella! I can very easily imagine I needed somewhere to escape to, if I was to survive.
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More vile idolatry. Makes my stomach turn. No mercy. Might as well take a look. Last night was perfect. Almost perfect. That said, you're the likeliest ally I've encountered so far. Perhaps we should stay together. Are they all like this? It's a beautiful night. I think I'll stay up to enjoy it while I still can. Rest well. The artifact. That's what you want to hear about, isn't it? What happened was my dagger finding the back of her throat. Don't make a fuss, Salunite. We may be at odds, but I have more important concerns than you right now. I'd like room for animals. Lots of them. All shapes and sizes, so long as they appreciate a warm fire and more affection, than they know what to do with. More than remember it. I think I did it.
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I mean, desperate people. Like those refugees. Never gave them much thought. Certainly not that bunch in the grove. Sensible. What the hells are those things? No surprises that there's danger ahead, but we're getting closer. Perhaps we should seek out Nia while we can, though. No surprises that there's danger ahead, but at least we're getting closer. Leave Nia to rot. We should press on. Salunite presence here is an affront to Lady Shah. But this is not the time to do anything about it. We have bigger concerns. It's gone. I felt so strong. Where did that come from? But we made our choices. And must live with what we have. And what we've lost. Dissolve.
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I think I know what you mean. There's an undeniable rapport, and yet we haven't made time for each other. Time alone. This will help. I'm glad. Provided we survive, there's plenty of nights yet to come. Who says you have to feel anything? Would you have joined up with him if you'd known he'd be indulging in this sort of thing, Astarion? Ah! Indeed. And what else might you be willing to do? Gods. What is it? What now? That's all I remember. I've tried already. Damn thing won't budge. I'm sure. I trust you. You can't force it that way! Try something else! Go look around! Anything! Please! Get to the point! Prepare to die.
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I'm surprised she still listens to you. Hold on. Cariculus maritis! This is no coincidence, I'm sure of it. I need to keep an eye out for more signs. Learn more about the Justicia's presence in these lands. It could be important. Another trial. Allow me, please. Please. You'll need to make some room for me first. Seems like you have ample company already. True soul? Absolute? What were they raving on about? Besides, Shadowheart still suits me. Even better than before, perhaps. You can't cast a shadow without some light. It's done, Shadowheart. I can't believe I did that. Sha will disown me. Now I'm truly lost. Cannot allow! This is my mistress's will!
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My life's purpose! Carrion's dead. And with his heart destroyed, he'll stay that way. I'm far beyond Ogre ears. If that Salunite amulet is really god -touched, Gale will want to see it. Right. Now I need to add a greatsword, sickle, or a dagger. Copora sana! Rather unsuccessfully, it has to be said. Use every advantage. All these bones. Seems there's been a grave robber at work here. And an artful one at that. Piles of bodies. Very old by the looks of them. Tried to hide from the Maragorns. Not that it helped. Yet, it was just a reminder of who I truly serve. I am still loyal to Lady Sha, and she will still offer me protection from some of her power. Diore. A dead tongue. Whoever worshipped here must be long gone.
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Please. We've got to get to light. Scab -licking vagrant. Bene curator. There. There. Is that worth your life? You've no flair for insults. Let's go, before I'm tempted to give you a lesson. No. I can't. Were they heading to the Druid's Grove? I'd better do the talking. Real war devilhorns. The books undersold just how big they are. Lothander. God of the Dawning Sun. Fine. But don't take me for granted. Not my company. Not my company. And certainly not my blood. Grr. Stand down, Will. She's fiery, but no devil. Secrecy is everything for Sha's children. It is our code. Our creed. Our shield. Demento te. That's all I know.
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That's all I need to know. That's the last of Raphael. I'll be glad to no longer have to suffer his smug face. You're not the kind of company I'd keep willingly. But all things considered, you'll do. Saluna symbols everywhere. Surely there can't be a temple of Sha here. Veritas. Credo. Oculus. Let's hope we rapidly find a healer. Honestly. My nerves are aflame. I'm almost home and Lady Sha's final test awaits. Thank you. I'm not sure I would have ever made it this far without you. You did the right thing. All those deaths would have weighed you down. What do you get up to all day without us, hmm? What? Moon Maiden's teachings. But why hidden back here? And what's this symbol? You haven't even attempted to peek.
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I'm a little offended. Better go help that wretch. Mutatis, Mutandis! I'd trust this gas bag about as far as I can throw him, which isn't far. But perhaps better to play along, for now. They talk a great deal, but do very little. Which may be for the best. Why? Why won't you just open? So many pods. Are they all infected? Come on, stop slacking. Ah! Are those... Specs of adamantine in this slack? Bring whoever leads you to speak to me. Then maybe you'll have a hope of survival. Personally, I think finding this Hal -sin is our best bet. His heart gave out. His heart gave out. With a little magical push, I'll wager. He was interesting company, all things considered. Pretty, arrogant, and bitey. Like a cat.
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Lady Shard does not see mercy as a virtue. Even to simple creatures. Curious mask. Curious mask. What's it doing here? Mindflare script. And it makes sense. Must be the tadpole acting as a translator. Those boots look quite special. Something for you, perhaps, Gale? More a sign of the times, I suppose. An ordinary lamp. Not a trace of magic on it. These tadpoles came from beneath the tower. If we use them, we'll deny the cultists of their power. Arredissimus! A pleasure, as always. The tadpole, you mean? It's not that simple. Not anymore. The Night Singer herself has made her will known. She comes before all others. Intactilisome! Hmm. A pixie.
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A rather quaint little find for a place like this. Should get some rest. I need to keep sharp. Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Shit. Assuming he's even still alive. We'd better get warmed up, then. Come on. Looks familiar. Did I play this once? Long ago? Barrio! Hold tight. I'll help. Yet, I no longer follow those orders. Shah has abandoned me. The artifact is no longer my mission. Saving my family is. But better saved than sorry, I suppose. Shh. This will make a bed. An interesting tale for the grandchildren. If you survive to have any, that is. Blessed Night Singer. Witness my adoration.
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If that was an attempt at flirting, I should let you know I prefer the strong, silent type. Adlappi did! We can't just let Oryn take one of our own. Even if it's Lazel. We have to rescue her. Or kill Gortash in order to win her freedom. Fine, I'll help. He was as noble in spirit as he was in Bloodline. We're in his debt. Fine. But not for too long. Thou necrotic stump! Not if you enjoy having your hair detached to your neck. She stole my family from me. She stole my life. Whatever reason she has isn't good enough. No harm in taking a peek. Now's your chance, Dame Aelin! Most people seeking entry to the city will be refugees. I'd look wherever they're gathering. Mind your footing.
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The bones of the careless are probably littered down there. Ferengi! I've got your back. Worse. But it passes quickly. Usually. I doubt this one's wit will be any sharper by then. Don't forget our little agreement. As soon as things quiet down here... Good. Whatever happens to us, the Lit Queen must not take the artifact. Well, what do we really know about them? I gave you chances. More than I should have. And you threw them in my face. Harsh. Not the family type then, I take it. Get out of my head at once! Nobody's talking to you, flat face. The final sacrifice has been made. I am Lady Shah's right hand now. It has all been worth it. Every step. Every trial. Every drop of blood. Hmm. Friend in need.
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Before we go... I wanted to thank you. For freeing me aboard the Nautiloid. So, you're not in full control of your faculties. If you think it might happen again, warn me. I would hate to have to kill you. For you! Torment! May Lady Shah's darkness cloak you and shield you. You will find few friends in the light of day. But you can still count on me. Well, this isn't enlightening. Another eye. Same as in the goblin camp. Someone's watching from afar. My name is Shadowheart! I don't think I'll fit through there. Not getting back in that thing. It must take quite some brawn to wield a warhammer like that. I just hope he'll be receptive to us. An illusion.
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There must be something worth being kept secret through there. Hmph. Thank you. You're a constant source of comfort. Have to keep low. Those are statues of Lady Shah. What lies down here? Sure this will be riveting. It's a beautiful night. I think I'll stay up to enjoy it while I still can. Rest well. Well, don't look at me. The swamp. Of course. Wouldn't want to be teleported anywhere pleasant, naturally. Their offerings didn't bring them victory. That's plain to see wherever you look. But make no mistake. When the time comes, the artifact leaves with me. You must have an extraordinary affinity for the darkness. I'm jealous. I'd better not blush. Could you not stare so blatantly in my neck when you say that, please? Perhaps they should expand their horizons.
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Too much time obsessing over fungi seems to leave them a bit... Well, like them. She'll walk right into Laroican's trap. Or fly, perhaps. There is scarcely a greater way to fully dedicate yourself to Lady Shah. Save perhaps if you become the head of her church. Need a lot of propping up, don't you? What... What happened? What happened? Once being a long time ago. Those murals were hardly recent. I think we all have more current troubles to worry about. Thank you. The offer's kind, but it's not a kindness I can afford. Don't be so quick to judge. She didn't ask anything of you. Who's to say you'd have handled it any differently? They're after a weapon. Surely they don't mean that strange artifact of ours. Don't thank me. I'm breaking Lady Shah's teachings just by doing so.
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But sometimes you have to be practical. You're alive. I'm alive. How is this possible? A trap. Better watch my step. Hm. Don't tempt me. Might find it hard to leave. What did you say? No way to ignite these. Strange. Some act as though displaying bare flesh is a more heinous crime than murder and robbery. Lead the way, Astarion. Growling. Come on, at least use words. You're better than this. Fight it! That would call for an awful lot of discretion, you know. Enough to make even a former Sharan take pause. I find something useful. Moonrise. Moonrise. There's a lot resting on what we find in that place. It had better deliver. Interesting, Bawbul. But I don't recognize this symbol. Omnia Mutantor! Hmm.
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Good to know. Not at all. Nice to be on the receiving end now and again. Keeps me sharp. Worthless. Confusia! I hope so too. Though I'm not sure what kind of courtship will be afforded, given all that we're facing. Forever, ideally. And you assume too much about what I can and cannot tell. Stuck. Really? Mother Superior's jewels. A gift from the Queen of Soldernesla. I suppose they're mine now. Worth a try. I really ought to free Scratch. Ugh. Leftovers from Moonrise. Not a peaceful death. In a bind? I'll help. Just a trick, surely. We're being toyed with. Ugh. And some might say eels and turnips boiled in milk is a delicacy. But some are fools. I'll make my own mind up. What drew you to Karlak? The muscles?
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The musk? I suppose we're all entitled to a bit of rough now and again. Mark's on the ground. What happened here? The Necromancy of Thay. Not a children's book, I assume. Gale may want it, though. Still too soon. Scratch is dreaming of balls and buried bones, no doubt. Silence can be best. Give it a try sometime. I suppose it was. And don't worry. I'm not going to toss your belongings into the campfire or anything. Come. Let's get you some fresh air. I'll stay with you. Right until the end. I'm hoping to find some place I can settle down and stay close to my parents. Somewhere quiet. Where they can find peace. And gaze at the night sky. My lady. Sha.
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You may have felt her. But I heard her. She gave me a mission. Ah. Well, we'd best not keep her waiting. Perhaps she will have mercy on Boo. A vampire in our midst, on top of everything. I should have seen it coming. I should thank you. If you hadn't sent me on that suicide mission, I'd never have learned the truth. You are adorable. Though perhaps a little inattentive. Darkness or not, we need to reach Moonrise Towers. Tremle. Precious. Alia. Fero. I'm used to it. Good luck. And thank you. For your help. I hope this doesn't come back to bite us. The choice, that is. Not Astarion. Looks like he was at the House of Healing.
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But to what end? Not quite. Above all else, protecting our base of operations in Baldur's Gate was the reason I had to surrender my memories to begin with. Or at least, that's what I was led to believe. Oren's little display was just intended to rattle us. We mustn't let her succeed. But need to stay alert all the same. Oh! Hold on. You're a vampire. There. In the cage. Helps on the way. Someone climbed up here. Must have been nimble to make this a send. Proper! Strange bedfellows and such. All right. Minimus. Hmm. I can think of better places to enjoy literature than in the depths of the Underdark. Just a useful landmark to get our bearings with. I'm not keen on taking wrong turns in the Underdark. Fine.
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But I'll be watching you all the same. Do I truly need to explain? You made me who I am. Now I'd like to show you the fruits of your labor. Nothing but empty words. Clearly. Ahem. I've shown no signs of lycanthropy. Thank you very much. But should that change, I'll take it you're volunteering to be childminder. Rissus abondat! Good. Seluna is a bad omen. Just look what's befallen her temple. Cradle! Flagula! What's that thing doing? Feeding? Something else? There's little I can say to you, I'm afraid. I'm no longer one to take the mercy of goddesses for granted. But I hope Mistress smiles upon you. Got to help. Worse than a bloody child. That creature you turned into.
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I hope you have it under control. It didn't look like something I'd want to contend with. What happened here? It's hard to make any sense of this mess. I don't know what I'm supposed to feel about Seluna now. I was fed lies for so long. Remarkably calm for a man I plan to run through. I can appreciate that. Someone else made it then. We'll be on the mend soon. You're lost then. If you're struck down in the battles to come, remember that you refused Lady Sha's shield. No more war tonight, I think. Let me see your wounds. Hold tight. I'm coming. This'll make you feel better. This was a nightfall feast. To break bread in Sha's name, then spill blood in her name.
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A sacred rite. Very serious of you. But go ahead. I'll need every advantage, it seems. Thank you. Unlucky choice of campsite, judging by all the blood. Just don't forget about me, either. I have needs of my own. It's bloated with poison. Better leave it be. Huh. The famous Blade of Frontiers. Clever, this hero act you've got going. Keep trying! There's got to be something that'll open this! Best to stay out of its way. Hold on. I'm coming. Galatius! Such sweet music. I must listen. Now what might you be hiding? I had my family. For too short a moment. I'm coming. Now they're gone. By my hand.
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I can handle myself. But you're right. Time to try something else. Perhaps not just any Sharan ruins. Remember the Dark Justicias I spoke of before? Might be a coincidence. Might not. You took the words right out of my mouth. I'd better take a peek. Voco Potentia! Something's dripping from the rafters. Not sure I want to look up. Maybe if I down enough of this swell, it'll pickle the worm in my skull. Svaira Mortis! Uh -huh. I worship Shah. The mistress of the night. It is my holy mission to oppose Saluna. Her teachings and her followers. No harm in her discreet chat. The brain's been removed. Is this how the Steel Watchers are controlled? Ex textura!
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Easy now. Tunnels beneath the open hand temple. And the name, Father Lorgan. Good. A little mystery will keep you on your toes. I suppose it doesn't. I'm glad we have each other. And I hope we'll have more opportunities to slip away. I expect we'll be parting company very soon. That should be everything. Let's see what this thing can do. I like your way of thinking. Split any takings we find? Some bloody help. Let's go before they realize we're loose. I see. Are you sure you don't want to quit while you're behind? Who has to say? Perhaps she's keen to see me corrupt you. I did once. More fool me. Lady Shah's embrace holds strong. She will be pleased. No doubt. Invisibilis! Thank you.
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I should have known you'd be understanding. I've said my piece. Good night. It was to me. I think I was the one who did it. It senses something, doesn't it? I'll keep my guard up. Should work now. As soon as I find some metal to feed it. I don't know. It's hardly practical, but when has that ever stopped someone from trying to please their god of choice? I would know. Have to keep going. So? Only a mind flayer can wield the stones, from what the Emperor said. I won't regret defending myself. There's nothing more to it. Arrgh! Thou latrine -loving leper! I wonder where they were going. Hardly deserving of this. You were just about to loot this shrine. Don't pretend you're offended now. I don't want to know what that is. I can tend to this. Should check for anything useful. I think I've been more than candid.
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You know about my faith, for one thing. All about the mission. You sound like how I used to sound. I'm alright now. Or, close enough, anyway. That is none of your business. I suggest we concentrate on surviving. You seem overburdened with hangers -on already. You'll just slow me down. Don't worry. I've got you. Yes, pride I may. Wait. Perhaps we shouldn't. You're not the one I need to talk to, are you? Not really. Caution is a luxury we don't have. Let's rest and wake up at first light. Hells. I could sleep for a ten day after that. I suppose these wilds are a frontier to somewhere. And an extra blade's very welcome. Lead on, Will.
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I'm in two minds. And frankly, don't care a great deal. Either decision is fine by me. I don't see one. I don't see one. I didn't realize we had time to read children's stories. Something has changed about our friend, hasn't it? But I can't quite put my finger on it. I wouldn't venture in. Nothing to be gained from free -falling into a dark hole. Now these lands are free of Shah. I hope I can say the same of myself. Soon enough. Now what might you be hiding? Onward in Shah's name. Powered by magic, it seems. Now to just get it working. Where's our dream guardian? Necklace matches the sigil in that cave. The harpers were busy. I suppose fear doesn't have to be rational. But maybe, given time, I can put it behind me.
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The curse bites deep here. I need to get to safety. I guess. And hopefully you do as well. Shall we? Omnia Mutantor! And as you're telling me this, I assume you intend to do no such thing? Seems my trust in you is well placed. Go try your charms on someone who's out of earshot. I'm grateful. But don't expect me to be your pawn just because you freed me. A bloodied ring left behind. Either the killer has fat fingers or doesn't want riches. Though I suppose the only way is up from there. You'll do for now. Dark lady, help me strike true. Hmm. Must be the tree from the note to Kulga. What's that cleft there? Hells. As if the targets on our backs weren't already plain enough. Trust me. I'll keep up.
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You're a strained one. On your way, then. I'm not here to convince you, mother. You are already disgraced in Lady Sha's eyes. I merely wish to give the others a chance to repent before they are dragged down with you. Staring at it won't provide any more answers, unfortunately. There's a power to it. That's for certain. Careful. Once that thing's eaten through the camp, it might start looking at you hungrily. And yes, I'm sure there's someone out there for you. You should have seen the look Will was giving you earlier. On I go. I'm sure you do. But please try to understand that it's not something I can just talk about freely. Hells, was that really necessary? You almost got hatchling on me. Honest of you? I can appreciate that after being lied to by Sha for so long.
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Look at the barbs on that thing. Sha preserved me. Why? Why? Was her innocence just an act? A third disc. Related to Orpheus, most likely. What the? Back off, freak! The goblins will be out for blood after what happened at the grove. She's not of this world. I'd be surprised if our interests remained aligned. Well, jumping overboard is hardly an option. So that leaves us with taking control of this ship. The forgiving sort, are you? Since when can spectators petrify their victims? Depends. Are you buoyant?
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I may need a life preserver if I get in over my head. Very well. Half elf. Better I go alone, actually. A group your size would slow me down. They were desperate. Nobody deserves this. His mindflayer ravings had better not come to pass. That... doesn't sound like the Mother Superior I remember. But then again, I scarcely trust what I do remember. All right. Let's try. We've gotten this far after all. Just... let me do the talking. You'd be amazed what a pretty face can get away with. Not tonight. Indeed. We will avenge them if we can. And who knows? Perhaps other children of Shah are still to be found down here. I truly hope you're wrong about this. She has.
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And I must continue to prove myself worthy of her favor. The apostate Cetheric Thorn still lives. That will soon change if I have any say in the matter. This bear was young, judging by the teeth. Juveniles aren't so impressive as trophies. Pallid amours! Hmm. You seem sincere. Oddly enough. Let's say we have an understanding. Best step carefully if I don't want it to be my last. Never mind how I got it. Just be glad I have it. For now, let's just help each other. What do you say? Very funny. And I'm a bugbear. We'll get along just fine. I don't feel too good. What did that druid scratch me with? The Blade of Frontiers. Let's hope Will lives up to his name. We'll need all the help we can get. Excellent armour.
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Strange place to find it. Not as glad as I am. Comortuis in lingua mortua! I'll go this way. Really? After everything we've been through? Sit on your misgivings for now. This is nearly over. Lady Shah is patient though. She can wait until the rest of you have torn each other apart. She'll be roast like a goose if that fire isn't put out. When actual pain comes, the victim's already done the heavy lifting for their torturer. Ignis! It's a nice horn, but useless now. How heroic. I was wondering if we'd survive encountering such a fearsome beast. This is the spot. Looks like someone's left poor Suluna untended. You, I don't mind, but your... Kin is another story. From this angle, there's nothing you can't endure. Inficio!
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Moonmaiden's grace. It's open. Wonder how many times she's been killed down here. They're not attacking. Must think I'm one of them. Hold on. Dare I even ask the number? Actually, no. I dare not. Fine. See what chance brings you. Perhaps we'll meet again. If you survive, that is. It's like an abattoir in here. What is this? We... Can't help everyone. Even if we want to. There will be more for me to do, no doubt. The holy work will not be done until the Night Singer's eternal darkness is restored. I'm here for the mapping of the heart. I wish to be unburdened. I've got the plans and the Susabark. Now I need somewhere to craft it all. They were my sacrifice to make. This will not stand. Expect to answer for it at camp. Maybe.
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But I know better than to share my bed drunk. Lady Shah. I can feel her all around. This is her domain. This is the Shadowfell. Whatever it is doesn't bode well. I hear fighting. Trouble's not over yet. I suppose we didn't. Another life, perhaps. That orb. It's a scrying eye. Someone's watching. Oh, you'll regret that. Trust me. Not sure what to make of this hell -beast talk, though. One who's not shy about turning his fangs on his companions, either. There's nothing to hail here. Just another power grab in a city that's seen too many of them already. I wonder how I'll feel when I remember everything. I'll patch you up. Talk to me later. We've got more pressing matters to see to right now. A key. I haven't seen anywhere this might fit.
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Most are lost forever. Some may creep back into my mind if I encounter anything that helps clear the fog. Then there's what Char did restore to me. Memories of pain. Suffering. Both my own and what I inflicted. I'm not imagining it, am I? These rats seem to be getting more articulate. Mystra has forsaken Gael entirely. Her crushing blow. But he is strong enough to persevere, I think. We tear down the lies the world is drunk on. The institutions they trust. The so -called gods they worship. The lives they cling to. What, you think frolicking in the woods by moonlight emants to a test? That's nothing. That's just a childish thing.
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I don't want to hear any more of it. Yikes. Don't disturb a half -ogre in the making. In tact, il is som. Besides, I can't afford to tire you out. We still have work to do. Rest well. Gael has a proud streak. Do you truly think he'd want to share? Try wooing you while I lurked in the corner waiting my turn? No, that's not him. The parasite must be affecting you deeply. Hold tight. Touch them again and it'll be the last thing you do. Bloody hells. Get me out of this thing. Hurry! Or just company for our final moments. Gustas dulcis. Non composimentis. If we hadn't killed the goblins' leaders, they'd have turned that grove to ashes. We're owed quite a debt, I believe. They do?
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I... Well... That's curious. Barrel sharp, the wit on you! There's something I want to talk to you about. Something important. A vampire could make for an interesting ally in combat, if nothing else. Whoever that even is. No intact symbols here. No dedications. Nothing. I'm not sure what else I can say, at least until I can remember more. She taught me. Trained me. Punished me. Arabella's father. I recognize him from the grove. Just about. Hmm. Wouldn't wish that fate on anyone. Understood. Just keep me from drowning. And don't laugh while I flail about and waste high water. That's all I ask. I'm afraid my gratitude is all I have to offer.
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Sounds like a moon lantern. That's just what we need. A harper and a druid judging by the heraldry. Died together. Well, in that case, thank you. I'll always think of you when I look upon it. After I think of Lady Shah, of course. My favorite flower. Just a small remembrance. From one who can scarcely remember. Rest well. The crown lies ahead. Now's our chance to dominate it. I will cast the spell. Well, she wasn't lying. She's immortal. Hmph. I did. And you remembered. Verviro! I know enough to know I have to keep an eye on you. Dead. Seems these true souls have their limits. Oh, hells. What now? The whole blasted ground's shaking. Might as well. Locked. Best find another way in. As you like.
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But don't presume whatever killed them is a thing of the past. Some battles span centuries. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Give me a night. To try and get my head together. I'll fix you up. A ritual circle. And an infernal one at that. What's it doing here? I'm not entirely without sympathy, I should say. I can't imagine what I'd do if Lady Shah abandoned me. Dolor! Better take a closer look. I spoke to my father already. It was difficult. But I think it helped. I'm better equipped to deal with my past now. That mirror reflects nothing. It only consumes. And offers darkness. It helps me create all new memories. A flaming fist. Someone took their anger out on her, clearly. Give it time.
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It may grow on you. The book said I have to fight myself. A familiar foe, at least. Platform's covered in rust. Must be older than bone dust. What? Wait! Shame you feel that way. Just don't expect me to entertain your questions if you won't respect my privacy. This'll help. The Watchers have headless corpses inside them. Not an aesthetic choice, I assume. We can discuss your hurt feelings later. If we want to make progress in this place, we have to do the trials. Fiat Volontus Dei! Odd. I feel... Better. Darkness smite you. The name's Shadowheart, by the way. Again with the Adamantine Forge. These people need a new hobby. That wasn't for you to hear! Suppose I'll underhand. Allow me, friend.
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Yes, the shadows are sparing me. But we need to get you some help. We shouldn't have allowed the likes of Aridin to get the drop on us. Better be careful in future. Really? Even with all these chambers and the commanding views, you could live like a lord. Worth taking. Where the hells are we? Surprised this hay hasn't gone up in flames yet. Huh. Only if you lack foresight and imagination. Can't you show me yourself? Maybe. Or maybe I already liked Night Orchids and I chose that place because of them. You have a tadpole too. I'm the only one who lost her bloody mind. That's one word for it, I suppose. You can turn around again. I'll die. I'll get you. No. We've only just put everything behind us, won the chance to be together. It can't end like this.
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I won't let it. Nicely done. I hope you're intending to share. So what are we to do now? We'd be fools to trust you, surely. Perhaps next time we shouldn't poke the mysterious ox. What's a fault like this doing in the Underdark? He was a lot of things, but he's gone now. Let's not stand here dwelling on it all night. Hey, you! Let's try this way. Sword in the hat. Wonder whose? Need a lot of propping up, don't you? Poor wretches. Sorry, End. We've been walking around with a vampire all this time. This'll make things interesting. Quattiko fake! You know, I had my suspicions, but I didn't want to act on them. And now it seems I won't have to.
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Well, that's my appetite gone for a while. Magic eating flowers as a light source. Ingenious. But if you want to see where this goes... I do as well. Bloodied armor. Wonder why? Cetheric Thorn had a daughter. I wonder what happened. OBS! Facio voco ferre! For you, oh horned cheek! A vampire in our midst this whole time. Just what we need. For the best? Death is too good for it. A scrying eye. Better keep any mischief out of its view. Time to meet your maker. Well now you can run away again, Gif. Keep back. It's a hypothetical. At present, I have no particular need to kill a cat. This place makes my skin crawl. Don't take anything for granted in here. Hardly a conversational relish. Fiat lux!
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Perhaps I shouldn't expect the warmest of receptions when I return to my people. No doubt the Mother Superior seeks to cling to power. Oh, so murder? Or theft? Not my kin. Not any longer. Their past deeds are not my responsibility. An ally in need. They spoke of the Absolute. Same as that goblin Saza. Curious. Your body's a temple. To an idiot god! She may not be much of an asset, but I doubt she'll be a hindrance. Let her stay. Oh. I'd hoped for a little more enthusiasm. Next time, perhaps. The Night Singer always needs more offerings. The Shadow Curse persists. A shame we could not lift it. But we have to move on. Vita mortis cario! They won't stop coming.
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We have to press forward! Better than becoming a mind flayer, I suppose. Keep it, in case things start to go very wrong. Looks like someone wanted to bury their secrets. I'm glad we can face them together. If we become Dark Justiciers, we'll have Lady Shah's highest blessing, and her arsenal at our disposal. Let's explore. I'll follow. But I think I want to stay here a little longer, firstly. This place isn't familiar, but... It's peaceful. The drink! It's turned necrotic! Perhaps. I can't speak to the qualities of Mystra, but I can certainly speak to those of her servant. What's the matter with you? Has that tadpole scrambled your brain already? I... Yes, she must. I'll offer thanks to her in my prayers.
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And we should speak more later. Alone, ideally. Vincit qui, petitor! Reeks of mugwort. Tastes terrible, but makes some useful potions. Quiet! Anything to help. Hostia Minera! High hall. There's nowhere else to go. This is where it all ends, my love. Damn! By the nine hells, it worked! There must be a way to reverse what those tentacled freaks did. Ah! Perhaps there's logic to it. Or perhaps they just don't care. Flue away! On my way. I know what you did. My parents. I felt everything they did. As you killed them. On the move. There's something distinctly unsafe about these.
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Better kept out of little hands. Worth looking for another way in before this place is reduced to ashes. If you wish, perhaps you can still come to see me now and again. I have a hidden place close to the cloister, where night orchids bloom. If you ever wish to see me, go there. Quite the security measures here. This relic must be potent. Blood everywhere. Someone wasn't as fortunate in their choice of campsite as us. Good. Somewhere in the library, there should be an image of my lady that we can shroud in darkness. The spear should reveal itself. Let it stay forgotten. Ugh! What's that ghastly stench? I feel lightheaded. Everyone watch out!
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She's gone mad! I have to find my parents. They must be close. Dead scholars. All their vaunted learning couldn't protect them. Mean looks. Their eyes are sensitive. Light or fire is my friend. What can I do for you? Fronte nu la fides! I'll fix you up. That place in the distance. It's huge and dedicated to Lady Shah. It can only mean one thing. Dark justice -yers. I just know it. Friends can't keep each other warm at night. But yes, it's good that we have each other. I can feel you, idiot! Keep out of my skull or I'll break yours open. Martem tuem som! Looks like there's a shrine to Sir Luna over there. What the... It's gone. The artifact! What have you done with it?
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Defaced by the absolute lackeys. Cowards. Didn't take you for a percussionist. Abandoned. Wonder why. Precisely. We need someone who can help rid us of these things. Enocte Concilium! Hells! Is that going to happen to us? It's difficult to say. Sometimes I wonder if it's supposed to be guiding me. Punishing me. Testing me. But perhaps it's none of those. Perhaps it's completely random. What? Some advice on how to make me more bearable? Alright. If you like. Better get to it. A mailed fist. There must be a story behind this. That drow cowl might have bits of magic lingering inside it. Any thoughts, Gale? What in the hells? Get back! But I appreciate the thought. Ugh!
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Did you feel that? You've got the same thing I do. In your head. All we can do is try, I suppose. Run. Run. Find her. It only ever stopped when I went the right direction. What the - That's one way to offer me a seat. There's no time to waste. A better offer. You're lucky you're dashing, and that I know you're joking. What's the matter? I could swear this plant's got you flush. That creche would be a smoking ruin if it wasn't for us. Still, better move along. I don't want to test the limits of gith -yanki gratitude. Collapse tunnel. Looks like it claimed some victims as well. Clever. Food is dispensed for anyone wearing this collar. Pleased. Hardly. I felt the bite of the wound right after the moon witch's influence was forced upon me.
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Let's hope the locals are friendly. The creche. It's nothing but rubble and ashes now. We should put some distance between ourselves and this mess, before any gith -yanki come investigating. Something's guarding that forge. And it's weak to this hot hammer. I would, but you have a lot of hangers -on already. Thin your numbers, then we can talk. Six months? We could be long dead before that long's elapsed. Keep talking. Nothing to be gained in picking a fight with a fanatic. Sounds like you just need a little more liquid inspiration. A vampire? Well, that explains the pallor. Without it, the sacrifice to my lady will be in vain. And I won't be blessed as a dark justicia. And this must mean I have her blessing.
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Lady Shah is protecting me where others are left to face her wrath. No point in debating what's already done. Let's go on ahead. Thank you. Now I have plenty of specifics to worry about. That wasn't what I meant, though. Can't attack what can't be seen. No. As long as the voices stay away, I think you're safe. Fatio Voco Fere! Find someplace else to stand. You may meet with an unfortunate accident if you linger here. Need everyone alive and fighting. I don't care what you have to say, Gith. Back off! You mean I'd get to prove you wrong and thrash you? I love it. Back on your feet. This grove is the home of the druid Halcin. Apparently he's a reputed healer. I suppose if we're to continue together, I may as well tell you. I serve Shah.
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My home is a secret cloister in Baldur's Gate. I should pay my respects to Lady Shah as well. Can't leave a friend stuck. Remind me. Need to press onward. Whatever I said about your kind before, trust I'll never accuse you of being boring. My, look at you. Straight as an arrow and right to the point every time. What's there shall be mine. It's too late! You can't appease them! We have to do what's right for us! The artifact stays with me. So, have we buried the hatchet, Lazel? Besides, I'm sure there's plenty of people who'll be keen to celebrate most thoroughly with you. Worth grabbing. Hmm. Steel mould. Used in forges to cast armour and weapons. We may have to increase our camp provisions now that we have Karlak along for the journey.
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Those muscles don't run in fresh air, I'll wager. Still, she'll be useful in a fight. We need to get rid of them. I thought you were going to kiss me. I was almost sure of it. Astarion. We need to talk. We know you're a vampire. Jammed tight. I'm hoping something of use might be behind this door. If there's anything this city's nobility would hate to lose, it's their wealth. Take me with you. Might as well take a look. If flaming fists shy away from a fight, then it's probably a fight best avoided. What are you doing here? Are you following me? She could cut her losses far easier by just killing them. But trap or not, what choice do I have? When you're ready, lead me there. This'll do nicely.
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These are shawing weapons. I would recognize the Night Singer's blades anywhere. Not one to heed warning, then. This could end very badly. Let's check for Healer, then move on. Whatever else is happening here isn't our concern. Stabilio! Voco Potentia! Esto Perpetua! Ugh. I have to say I'm feeling rather worn out lately. Curious. This isn't the first sign we've come across of a Sharan presence. I'm not sure I can keep ignoring them. Looks like there's something through there. Can't reach it from here, though. If I knew you weren't a threat to me, to my mission, then perhaps we could make peace. No chance I'll fit through that. You act a fighter, but a fool's a fool. On your feet. I'll grab that. Looks like the larder's run empty. Maybe another moment won't kill them, I suppose.
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Well, it might, but let's take that risk. Giant mushrooms. I've never seen anything like them. I would have liked that very much. A strange courtship we've started, isn't it? Safer to keep her here than blundering around by herself. Wouldn't want her accidentally leading the wrong sort of attention to us. This dream companion wanted me to use the tadpole. Use its power. Whoever it was claimed to be an ally, but... I don't know. Doesn't work. Until I met such a thing you call a myconid. Good. Now keep your distance. Oh. Didn't die from natural causes, anyway. Remind me, why are we digging up corpses? But it won't. I fought too hard to win my freedom. I will not give it up again, no matter how much it hurts.
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Alistair Marnley. Sounds human, and the grave wasn't recent. He must have died some time ago. And I mourned him already. Minimus! Allow me to help. I'm sorry, Gale. To be abandoned by your goddess. I cannot imagine how that must feel. May the Dark Lady comfort you. Of course. You look different, there's no denying that. But I think you're still the same, deep down. So, before you were Blade of the Frontiers, you were Pointy Stick of the Park. How did the imaginary monsters compare with the real thing? Wait! Get me out of here! I can help you! There we go. Clean and deep.
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It would be too much of a risk, though. One mishap, one busybody, and you could be surrounded by a mob. I'll brave a lot of things. But I'd rather not wade through the city's wastewater, thank you. It doesn't seem long ago that Mintharo would have sought to kill us. And now we've welcomed her along. We're nothing if not magnanimous. They've been in my head ever since. It doesn't matter. They brought me here. Roland! Unleash fire from above! But you're sweet to notice. A dark just this year, Helm. I wanted one of my own so badly. Hard to imagine now. Shadow druids at work. And this Corga is their newest recruit. So Lunites wouldn't have abandoned this place willingly. What happened? Are you looking for the lurid details? I have to do it!
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My whole life has been leading to this! Crescat scantia! Venustior! Your breath would kill the dead twice over! Honestly, I think I'm caught for words. Tu es nihil! Looks like Dame Aelin evaded Roland. She won't be pleased next time she appears. Fresh blood and no blacksmith. Not good. We find a heater. Fast. We can't have much time left before Ceramorphosis takes hold. Some destinies require sacrifice. Do as you must. The lava's erupting. Better watch my step. The hag's lair. Wonderful. This'll make it better. Shh. And yet another, hardly the warmest of welcomes. What is this liquid? All right.
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As I said, Sha is my patron. My mistress. Goddess of darkness and loss. Uh -huh. I don't need much excuse. Charming place. Makes the rest of the creche look like, well, a non -Githyanki creche. A waste of good healing. Do this and the Queen's forces will aid us against the Netherbrain. Time for a boost. Karlak! I thought after all we've survived, maybe one last miracle would rear its head. But no. I'm sorry. You sound troublingly sincere. But thank you. I'll find this a place of honour at camp. Tell them what you witnessed. Tell them how Lady Sha favours me.
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Not the place or manner in which I thought you'd learn it. But yes. I worship the Dark Lady. You truly will not give up, will you? I admire your tenacity, if not your powers of persuasion. It's strange. I've been dwelling on what I told you before about wanting to become a Dark Justicia. But perhaps I should be content with my lot. I'm already blessed to have you at my side, after all. Damn these imps. I need to reach the transponder. Cozy fire. Let's head back. If we must. Obedime. I won't begrudge Gale for winning you over. He does try awfully hard. In excesses. I need him alive. Stow that blade, or I'll show you just how messy things can get. I have to survive this.
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A replica devil's skull. Perhaps a little oversized, mind you. You pest! This'll help, friend. What are you waiting for? Get this blasted tube open! I even keep secrets from myself. I had my memories suppressed. So that nothing I knew could be used against our Dark Lady. Once I prove myself, my memories will be restored. What do we have here? Damn this fog. Strange. This torch really doesn't want to be snuffed out. Flagler! Hope the forge is close by. I'm sweating from the heat. Shadow druids. It seems Kulga's been keeping secrets. Keep out of sight. No point in announcing ourselves just yet. Ah! No! You were on the ship. Captive.
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I can feel the parasite in your head. The Absolute's legions. They're gone. And I doubt they've disbanded peacefully. Quite literally, I mean. With my memories suppressed, I can't betray Shah's secrets. But I can't remember much of myself, either. A gaudy display. Let's just hope it actually protects us. My head's been in a fog for days. This morning, it cleared away. Moll's eyepatch. This doesn't bode well for her. Long ride down. Is this the Underdark? You could almost row a boat through here with all the blood that was spilled. What happened? This has a magic ward protecting it. It's alright, I'm coming. They looked formidable enough. Lucky they didn't catch us with their loot. Looks like a magic mouth spell.
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That voice probably belongs to someone long gone. Thank you for the advice. See? We have much to learn from each other. A cat with wings. That's new. At least to me, anyway. I didn't ask for - You. You're one of them. The ones who are attacking the ship. There's no story. None that you're entitled to hear, anyway. Just forget you ever saw it. You're nothing but a bloodthirsty maniac. I have to stop you. Evelesco! Chihira, no! All the hallmarks of a hag's lair. This will raise your spirits. I don't know where home is anymore. But it's not here. Charming. She mustn't have nursed him enough as a child. Or too much. A saloon, a statue. In a stinking cave. Hardly a place of honour.
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You're alive. I woke up by the wreckage, surrounded by corpses. I was starting to think I was the only survivor. My training knowledge. My experiences. My will and faith. Everything I need to be leader of the cloister. Mor's animae! Alfira was harmless. Couldn't you have quenched your bloodthirst on something that posed a threat to us? For now. Don't worry. There'll be plenty of fun for you tonight. Just not in my tent. Oh. Impero Tibi. A lie of omission at most. I'm sure you have some skeletons of your own hidden away. Secrecy is everything for Char's children. It's our code. Our creed. Our shield. Better lend a hand. Empty. I can't see anything else. I can't shake it. You could spin a cloak from all these cobwebs.
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