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BGII:EE encodings +DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH usage

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99 aranw_aware/setup-aranw_aware.tp2
@@ -6,11 +6,25 @@ VERSION @418
README ~aranw_aware/docs/readme-aranw-%LANGUAGE%.html~ ~aranw_aware/docs/readme-aranw.html~
+
+ACTION_IF GAME_IS ~bgee bg2ee~
+ BEGIN
+ OUTER_SPRINT tra_version ~aranw_cp1252~
+ END ELSE
+ BEGIN
+ OUTER_SPRINT tra_version ~aranw_utf8nb~
+ END
+END
+
+// elsewhere
+
+COMPILE ~aranw/dlg/c-aranwsoa.d~ USING ~aranw/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
+
LANGUAGE ~English~
~English~
- ~aranw_aware\tra\english\aranw_aware.tra~
+ ~aranw_aware\tra\english\%tra_version%.tra~
-/* LAST AT INSTALL: Aran Is Aware Of Other Mods Component */
+/* THIS MOD IS DESIGNED TO BE A LAST AT INSTALL AFTER ANY OTHER MODS: Aran Is Aware Of Other Mods */
BEGIN @419
REQUIRE_PREDICATE (FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~c-aranj.dlg~) @420
@@ -26,10 +40,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME nmsune.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-heartwarder","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,NMSUNE) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranheartwarder","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",NMSUNE) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -47,10 +62,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME a#feyw.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-feywarden","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,A#FEYWARDEN) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranfeywarden","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",A#FEYWARDEN) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -69,10 +85,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME a#cyric.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-strifeleader","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,A#CYRIC) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranstrifeleader","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",A#CYRIC) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -90,10 +107,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME cdilmatr.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-painbearer","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,CDILMATR) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranpainbearer","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",CDILMATR) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -111,10 +129,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME a#ogma.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-lorekeeper","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,A#OGMA) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranlorekeeper","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",A#OGMA) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -132,10 +151,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME a#koss.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-firewalker","GLOBAL",1) ~ ~Kit(Player1,A#KOSS) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranfirewalker","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",A#KOSS) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -153,10 +173,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME cdselune.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-silverstar","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,CDSELUNE) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aransilverstar","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",CDSELUNE) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -174,10 +195,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME a#red.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-strategist","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,A#RED) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranstrategist","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",A#RED) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -195,10 +217,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME a#shar.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-nightcloak","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,A#SHAR) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-arannightcloak","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",A#SHAR) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -216,10 +239,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME a#temp.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-battleguard","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,A#TEMP) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranbattleguard","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",A#TEMP) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -237,10 +261,11 @@ ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME cdxvim.2da BEGIN
~c-arn25a.dlg~ BEGIN
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~%dialog_file%~ THEN BEGIN
COPY_EXISTING ~%dialog_file%~ ~override~
- DECOMPILE_DLG_TO_D
+ DECOMPILE_AND_PATCH
+ BEGIN
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-authlim","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit(Player1,CDXVIM) OR(6) Class(Player1,CLERIC) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_MAGE) Class(Player1,CLERIC_THIEF) Class(Player1,FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class(Player1,CLERIC_RANGER)~
REPLACE_TEXTUALLY ~Global("c-aranauthlim","GLOBAL",1)~ ~Kit("c-aran",CDXVIM) OR(6) Class("c-aran",CLERIC) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_MAGE) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_THIEF) Class("c-aran",FIGHTER_MAGE_CLERIC) Class("c-aran",CLERIC_RANGER)~
- COMPILE_D_TO_DLG
+ END
BUT_ONLY_IF_IT_CHANGES
END
END
@@ -279,7 +304,7 @@ PRINT @445
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BADANGEL.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @446
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_angelo_soabanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @447
@@ -288,7 +313,7 @@ END
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BADANG25.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @448
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_angelo_tobbanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @449
@@ -299,7 +324,7 @@ PRINT @450
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BP#KIV.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @451
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_kivan_soabanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @452
@@ -309,9 +334,9 @@ PRINT @453
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BSAERILE.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @454
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_saerileth_soabanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_saerileth_soadialog.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
EXTEND_BOTTOM ~c-aran.bcs~ ~aranw_aware/baf/aranaware_saerileth_soacomment.baf~
END ELSE
BEGIN
@@ -323,7 +348,7 @@ PRINT @456
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BTASHIA.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @457
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_tashia_SoAbanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @458
@@ -332,7 +357,7 @@ END
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BTASHI25.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @459
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_tashia_tobbanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @460
@@ -343,7 +368,7 @@ PRINT @461
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BTSUJAT.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @462
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_tsujatha_soabanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @463
@@ -365,7 +390,7 @@ PRINT @464
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME SOLA.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @465
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_solaufein_soabanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @466
@@ -376,7 +401,7 @@ PRINT @467
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME ~B!GavJ.dlg~ BEGIN
PRINT @468
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_gavin_SoA.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
EXTEND_TOP ~c-aran.bcs~ ~aranw_aware/baf/aranaware_gavin_SoA.baf~
END ELSE
BEGIN
@@ -388,7 +413,7 @@ PRINT @470
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BLK#NIND.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @471
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_ninde_SoAbanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @472
@@ -397,7 +422,7 @@ END
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BLK#NIN25.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @473
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_ninde_ToBbanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @474
@@ -408,7 +433,7 @@ PRINT @475
ACTION_IF FILE_EXISTS_IN_GAME BRH#ADR.DLG BEGIN
PRINT @476
COMPILE ~aranw_aware/aranaware_adrian_SoAbanters.d~
- USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/aranw_aware.tra~
+ USING ~aranw_aware/tra/%LANGUAGE%/%tra_version%.tra~
END ELSE
BEGIN
PRINT @477
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0  aranw_aware/tra/english/aran_aware.tra → ...w_aware/tra/english/aran_aware_cp1252.tra
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482 aranw_aware/tra/english/aran_aware_utf8nb.tra
@@ -0,0 +1,482 @@
+@0 = ~[ARAN] Adrian... look, can you be tellin' me if this rune be silent or sounded? I be havin' naught in th' way o' luck trickin' it into gatherin' power. Mayhap I missed somethin'.~
+@1 = ~[ADRIAN] What? You-- dammit, Aran, give that to me before you kill yourself. Whatever hedge magician tried to teach you theory did a spectacularly poor job of it.~
+@2 = ~[ARAN] Now, that be a harsh thing to say. But to tell th' truth, you be right. I never did understand most o' th' messin' about wi' th' Weave you spellslingers do. It be hard enough to coax even a bit o' th' magic into th' template.~
+@3 = ~[ARAN] Now, that be a harsh thing to say. But to tell th' truth, you be right. I don't rightly have much in th' way o' formal study, so it be more in th' way o' copyin' th' form, an' seein' if it be close enough to do th' job.~
+@4 = ~[ADRIAN] Nine Hells. In other words, my previous assessment was, if anything, all too generous. You know, usually I'd be happy to give you enough rope to hang yourself, but you're liable to string the rest of us up alongside you.~
+@5 = ~[ARAN] Well, then, give a lad a hand, eh? I do right fine on th' construction end. It just be a mite harder when you don't rightly know what the end product be, other than in a general way.~
+@6 = ~[ADRIAN] You'd best be a quick study, Whitehand. I've never exactly been known for my patience.~
+@7 = ~[ARAN] Just so long as we be studyin', an' have none o' that "fetch me a pail o' water an' then wash th' dishes" apprenticeship. But I'll do right by you, I will... you teach, I study, an' I prepare any scrolls you want me to as payment in kind.~
+@8 = ~[ADRIAN] Mmm, that certainly should be acceptable. If I had thought all I could get out of you was a servant's chores, I wouldn't have offered at all.~
+@9 = ~[ADRIAN] Hmm, that should just about do it--~
+@10 = ~[ARAN] Hells! Ask a lad next time! You blighted well know that set o' inks be worth more than a little. An' it took two weeks to get th' right proportion o' dragon bone dust an' squid ichor. Now it be a complete loss.~
+@11 = ~[ADRIAN] Oh, enough with the histrionics, Whitehand. We don't exactly lack for money. In any case, it's not as if I used up all of it. Not quite.~
+@12 = ~[ARAN] Not quite? Blighted well close enough. You spent enough time on th' road wi' those Zhentarim bastards what to know a bit o' private space means. Even they have some measure o' respect, eh?~
+@13 = ~[ADRIAN] Oh, yes... respect of power, respect of fear, and you're a naive fool to believe otherwise.~
+@14 = ~[ARAN] Not quite? Blighted well close enough. An' here I thought you had time on th' road, an' understood I only have one little space what to call my own. I'd have given you half, you know.~
+@15 = ~[ADRIAN] My own time on the road, is it? Frankly, you're fortunate that my own delightful caravan experience hasn't affected me more.~
+@16 = ~[ADRIAN] Now, if you're quite finished trying to manipulate me into giving a damn... I shouldn't need more of your blasted ink anyway. I think I've figured out the technique now.~
+@17 = ~[ARAN] Hells, man. Where I come from, th' folks what travel wi' you watch your back. An' share an' share alike, on account o' there be less than enough to go around. Who died an' made you Cyric, anyways?~
+@18 = ~[ADRIAN] Aran. You've about ten seconds before this gets very ugly, very quickly.~
+@19 = ~[ARAN] What in th' nine hells did I say? I were th' one bein' wronged!~
+@20 = ~[ADRIAN] Your string of mindless blasphemies are going to get you in trouble someday, you fool. How they haven't already, I'll never know.~
+@21 = ~[ADRIAN] You seem enthusiastic to<DAYNIGHT>, Whitehand. I take it even this nonsense is more interesting than the line of work you're used to?~
+@22 = ~[ARAN] Blighted hells, an' that be th' truth. An excitin' day on caravan work be th' day th' lead wagon gets stuck in some mud. An' mercenary work be worse.~
+@23 = ~[ADRIAN] Heh. Either you have a rather singular definition of excitement, or the recent banditry in the area hasn't been nearly as bad as I'd been lead to believe.~
+@24 = ~[ARAN] Now, I spent most o' th' time on caravan work near Calimport, I did. That were actually right quiet, assumin' th' correct people were bribed an' th' route were short. Coin rules just about everythin' down that way. Th' Sword Coast, well... when a platoon o' 'Fist in full plate drops by, bandits tend to run. Or die. Or scream. Mayhap all three at once. But you must know what guard duty be like, an' most o' th' time it were standin' around in plate tryin' not to itch.~
+@25 = ~[ADRIAN] Mmm, well. Fortunately, I can't comment one way or the other on the armor. Even my people aren't quite stupid enough to try to put a mage in mail, though they come dangerously close at times.~
+@26 = ~[ARAN] Put a mage in chainmail? What kind o' insane folk were you workin' with?~
+@27 = ~[ADRIAN] The type that will try the same damn thing a dozen times before realizing that it doesn't work... though perhaps that's the rule, rather than the exception. Well, no matter. We've better things to do than stand here and chat anyway.~
+@28 = ~[ARAN] Aye. Though sometime soon I will have to stand you a round o' drink an' here more about those what you were workin' with. They sound like th' same people what run th' 'Fist.~
+@29 = ~[ARAN] Never did understand why you worked for them Banites, nohow. Th' mercenary view o' them be spend your coin today, on account o' there most probably won't be naught in th' way o' a tomorrow. Or if there be, it might just be your skeleton what be servin', eh?~
+@30 = ~[ADRIAN] Yes, because capriciously murdering your followers is the perfect way to drum up support. Though given current trends, perhaps I shouldn't expect any better.~
+@31 = ~[ARAN] Well, hells... truth be told, there were plenty o' 'Fist what actually believed th' same, Not murderin', exactly, but not liftin' no finger to help when someone went down. It brings on somethin' they called "ghost payroll", where th' Regimental muster would stay th' same even when we were down by ten, an' a few pockets got a bit richer. Never served in one o' them companies, but I heard it were done.~
+@32 = ~[ADRIAN] That wouldn't surprise me at all. As far as I've been able to tell, the largest difference between Heartlands folk and those back home is capacity for self-delusion. We're usually more honest about what we want.~
+@33 = ~[ARAN] Mayhap you be right. But some o' us are a fair bit more comfortable in our self-delusion. Helps a lad sleep at night, eh?~
+@34 = ~[ARAN] Mayhap I owe you an apology.~
+@35 = ~[ADRIAN] More than one, I should think, though I hope you don't expect me to guess.~
+@36 = ~[ARAN] I spoke that wrong, I did. I don't owe you anythin' at all, but I want to tell you I be sorry I put both feet in my mouth on th' whole... well... th' Mad God reference. It were my mouth runnin' when my brain be a bit behind.~
+@37 = ~[ADRIAN] Ahh. I don't normally fly into a rage at the mere mention of his name, you know. Though I suppose I can't blame you for not wanting to take that chance again.~
+@38 = ~[ARAN] Well, I don't rightly know all th' details, but I should have known that would have sounded like I were challengin' you. If I were to be doin' that, it would be over a friendly game o' who can drink th' most in an hour an' still walk to th' bar.~
+@39 = ~[ADRIAN] As far as drinking contests go, that's remarkably dull of you. Not that I care much for the genre at all; a game where nobody really loses doesn't have quite the same flare.~
+@40 = ~[ARAN] So... you wanted to kill <PRO_HIMHER>?~
+@41 = ~[ANGELO] Orders are orders.~
+@42 = ~[ARAN] True.~
+@43 = ~[ANGELO] Things were different.~
+@44 = ~[ARAN] Heh. I weren't there.~
+@45 = ~[ANGELO] Good thing. I would have taken you out first.~
+@46 = ~[ARAN] Scared o' me?~
+@47 = ~[ANGELO] Just can't stand your breath.~
+@48 = ~[ARAN] Yeah, screw you, too.~
+@49 = ~[ANGELO] Thanks, but I prefer women.~
+@50 = ~[ARAN] Heh.~
+@51 = ~[ANGELO] Aran, you curse like a Calimshite sailor. Show some respect.~
+@52 = ~[ARAN] Ha! This unwashed, whorin' drunkard thinks t' teach me a lesson in manners?~
+@53 = ~[ANGELO] A gentleman can whore and drink, and be a gentleman still. That's the Sembian way.~
+@54 = ~[ARAN] Well, th' Sembian way be a mite bit strange. But it don't rightly matter, on account o' I never did be no gentleman.~
+@55 = ~[ANGELO] How incisive.~
+@56 = ~[ARAN] Usin' again?~
+@57 = ~[ANGELO] Aye, happen I am.~
+@58 = ~[ARAN] You are a blighted Cyric-buggerin' bastard.~
+@59 = ~[ANGELO] And worse.~
+@60 = ~[ARAN] It's goin' to kill you. An' probably me. Mayhap <PRO_HIMHER>, too.~
+@61 = ~[ANGELO] Aye.~
+@62 = ~[ARAN] Goin' to be able to quit forever?~
+@63 = ~[ANGELO] Nay.~
+@64 = ~[ARAN] ... ~
+@65 = ~[ANGELO] But I'm not using today.~
+@66 = ~[ARAN] Good.~
+@67 = ~[ANGELO] Who are you, my father?~
+@68 = ~[ARAN] Nope. But for all I know, you are mine, you soddin' philanderin' bugger.~
+@69 = ~[ANGELO] Cheers to that thought.~
+@70 = ~[ANGELO] Aran? I wanted to say, I appreciate having a soldier at my back. ~
+@71 = ~[ARAN] Flattery? What do you be wantin' o' me now? ~
+@72 = ~[ANGELO] Why, nothing but your company. Be <CHARNAME>'s other companion's ever-so-talented, nothing beats old-fashioned army discipline.~
+@73 = ~[ARAN] An' adventurin' company beats th' blighted hells out o' army life any day, as far as food an' coin go.~
+@74 = ~[ANGELO] Don't I know it. Let's have a drink to that, eh? ~
+@75 = ~[ARAN] Cyric's Black Heart, this travelin' about builds up a powerful thirst. Give a lad a story, eh? Tell me what be th' best drink you ever did have.~
+@76 = ~[ANGELO] Well, in Maztica, there is a concoction they call the Blood of the Serpent God. Refreshingly literal; it's a gods-damned viper stopped up in a bottle of ale. They say the trace of venom makes you see the face of Ao. Bought some of a peddler, and happen I saw Her face. Didn't you know She's a woman? Most beautiful lass you ever saw. And I understood why She made it all, you know; out of love, and I loved Her...the worst drink followed the best. On the third bottle, the face became my dam's, telling me what a disappointment I'd always been till the early morning hours. ~
+@77 = ~[ANGELO] That's how it goes. Anyway, what's yours?~
+@78 = ~[ARAN] Well, th' best drink I ever did have were some right smart tastin' meade from up Moonshae ways. O' course, I didn't know it were stronger than most, an' I fell to drinkin' wi' a nice lass. She seemed to get prettier th' more I drank, an' th' more I drank she drank, an' soon enough we fell to sparkin'. It were one hells o' a night.~
+@79 = ~[ANGELO] Mayhap I sense a common theme. What of the morning to follow? ~
+@80 = ~[ARAN] I done learned my lesson. I woke up wi' a Kossoth-kissed hangover, no coinpurse, an' somehow half o' my clothin' were missin' as well. That were a long walk back to barracks, that were. I never did know how cold a winter sea-breeze could be until I tried it buck naked from th' waist down.~
+@81 = ~[ANGELO] Without the bitter aftertaste, I reckon, we'd not know the medicine worked. ~
+@82 = ~[ARAN] Aye. That be a right powerful truth.~
+@83 = ~[ANGELO] Gods, all this killing makes me heartsick. Happen I think there's nothing more beautiful than a farmer maid singing to herself, hanging out the laundry as night falls... ~
+@84 = ~[ARAN] Now, that do sound right pretty. But on my account, swap in some red-tressed, nip-an'-tuck waisted, green-eyed slip o' a barmaid, an' I think I'd like that right proper.~
+@85 = ~[ANGELO] To each his own.~
+@86 = ~[ARAN] Turnin' soft in your old age, eh? You done figured out what th' rest of us knew long ago. Welcome to th' human race.~
+@87 = ~[ANGELO] I may not join the rest of you yet. I'd still have the advantage of yon imagined farmer maid.~
+@88 = ~[ARAN] Blighted sure, on any account. Not while she be singin', though, on account o' you won't want it to end. No tears shed on proper sparkin'.~
+@89 = ~[ANGELO] But while the song lasts, it is enough to make a man cry.~
+@90 = ~[ARAN] But a man never cries, does he?~
+@91 = ~[ANGELO] Nay. Never.~
+@92 = ~[ARAN] Now, that be a right fine idea. You look tall eno... err... no, you be shorter than a Shortaxe. But if th' spirit be there, why not?~
+@93 = ~[GAVIN] Are you mad? That's just asking for trouble.~
+@94 = ~[ARAN] Boys will be boys. Might as well let 'em have it. No harm will come of it.~
+@95 = ~[GAVIN] Aye, what harm could come from giving strong drink and dangerous weapons to children? I think I need to have a look at your head, Aran. You seem to have suffered a brain injury at some point.~
+@96 = ~[ARAN] You remember how it goes. They'll get themselves good and drunk, ding each other once or twice, an' be pukin' in the bushes by nightfall.~
+@97 = ~[GAVIN] I do remember how it goes. I also remember the axe I got in the back because Calahan's aim isn't any better drunk than it is sober.~
+@98 = ~[ARAN] You lived, an' so will they. 'Sides, scars add character.~
+@99 = ~[GAVIN] They'll get enough of them in time without pushing them to grow up too fast. Besides, it's <CHARNAME>'s decision, anyway.~
+@100 = ~So, will you get us the swords? And the ale?~
+@101 = ~[ARAN] Bane's Blighted Bollocks, Gavin! What in the nine hells... missin' a shot like that be nigh impossible. I thought we were tryin' to practice a mite, not make random swishin' sounds an' look like idiots.~
+@102 = ~[GAVIN] Sorry! Got distracted.~
+@103 = ~[ARAN] No, I don't rightly think so. Judgin' by how you keep lookin' over at her, you be bemused. Much more dangerous, eh? On account o' now you got both my weapon to worry about an' the whole showin' off for the ladies thing goin' on.~
+@104 = ~[GAVIN] Bemused? I...~
+@105 = ~[ARAN] Don't you worry, m'lad. Happens to th' best o' us, yours truly included. Now, when we be sparrin', you will do a bit better wi' th' ladies if you keep your eyes on me, not the fair ones watchin' from the sidelines. Unless you think she'll like seein' your head split open, that is.~
+@106 = ~[GAVIN] No, you're right.~
+@107 = ~[ARAN] Right, then. Shield up, an' let's try it again. Hey, <CHARNAME> be lookin' your way, boyo...~
+@108 = ~[ARAN] Right, then. Shield up, an' let's try it again. Hey, Imoen be lookin' your way, boyo...~
+@109 = ~[ARAN] Right, then. Shield up, an' let's try it again. Hey, <CHARNAME> an' Imoen both be lookin' your way, boyo...~
+@110 = ~[ARAN] Right, then. Shield up, an' let's try it again. Hey, she be lookin' your way, boyo...~
+@111 = ~[GAVIN] Wha-?~
+@112 = ~[ARAN] *whack*~
+@113 = ~[ARAN] Gets you every time, it does. Come on, take my hand, dust off th' leggin's, an' let's be tryin' it again.~
+@114 = ~[GAVIN] You keep staring at <CHARNAME>. Is there something wrong with her?~
+@115 = ~[ARAN] I don't rightly think there could be. Look at her. She's practically perfect. She'd be a right fine companion, eh?~
+@116 = ~[GAVIN] Companion for who? You? Oh! That's a good one! It was actually funny.~
+@117 = ~[ARAN] What be funny? Hey, do you think she might... you know... mayhap spend some time wi' me? mayhap on a more permanent basis?~
+@118 = ~[GAVIN] No.~
+@119 = ~[ARAN] Do you be sure? On account o' I am not so bad lookin', in th' right light...~
+@120 = ~[GAVIN] I'm sure.~
+@121 = ~[ARAN] I'm not the worst she could do, eh? You know I be a right fine companion in a fight. You'd introduce me to your sister, if she were around. Why not me an' <CHARNAME>?~
+@122 = ~[GAVIN] I'd introduce you to my sister because she'd know what to make of you. And you'd hardly even notice the charring... once I patched you up, that is. But <CHARNAME>? She's just a little out of your league.~
+@123 = ~[GAVIN] That's really discreet, Aran. The way you drool all over her, I'm surprised you don't just drop trou' and show her what you're selling.~
+@124 = ~[ARAN] Gavin, you be a right fine friend, but you just don't understand th' womenfolk. She's too sophisticated to be sparked with that way. A lady like that needs more than a quick show to keep her interested long term, I wager. An' she hasn't said bugger off, eh?~
+@125 = ~[ARAN] Gavin, you be a right fine friend, but you just don't understand th' womenfolk, do you? You never do know... stranger things have happened. It might be worth a shot.~
+@126 = ~[GAVIN] Ilmater's Blood, Aran, please tell me you aren't seriously considering that.~
+@127 = ~[ARAN] Considerin' what? Tryin' to spark wi' her? Like you don't have no interest yourself, boyo - primpin' an' posin' every time she's lookin'. An' you don't say naught in th' way to let her know what you be wantin'. At least I'm dead straight honest an' up front.~
+@128 = ~[GAVIN] Is honesty the same as crudeness these days? You're about as subtle as a six-pound sledge.~
+@129 = ~[ARAN] Sune's Salacious Skin, what in th' nine hells do they teach you Sunny Boys? I thought Lathander had a right fine way wi' women. An' here you are worshipin' them from afar, an' puttin' 'em up on a pedestal. Tymora says make th' most o' your opportunities, so if I was to be puttin' her up that high, I'd at least be puttin' my time to good use, an' do it right quick.~
+@130 = ~[GAVIN] What are you talking about?~
+@131 = ~[ARAN] Lathander's Luminous Loins, you can't rightly be that green.~
+@132 = ~[GAVIN] Ahem. No... of course not.~
+@133 = ~[GAVIN] Aran, you seem to be flirting with <CHARNAME>. Often.~
+@134 = ~[ARAN] Aye. I do think she be somethin' special. What be your point?~
+@135 = ~[GAVIN] Are you blind, thick, callous, or just being an ass?~
+@136 = ~[ARAN] Look... Tymora's Coin, Gavin, I'm not completely stupid. You've been givin' her looks an' sighin' after her since before I met either o' you. But th' way I see it, you an' I, we don't rightly make that choice, eh? She does. She can say a word to either o' us, an' we shut up an' mind our own business.~
+@137 = ~[GAVIN] She'll speak her mind when she's ready. If she didn't have a good heart, neither one of us would be interested.~
+@138 = ~[ARAN] I think we both back <CHARNAME>'s play. An' it looks like we both have it right bad for her. But you have a god to follow, an' me, well... I only have her.~
+@139 = ~[ARAN] I think we both back <CHARNAME>'s play. An' it looks like we both have it right bad for her. We both follow our gods, an' we both follow her.~
+@140 = ~[GAVIN] Then may the best man win.~
+@141 = ~[ARAN] Well, for my own blighted sake, I hope not. I know my own strengths, an' my own weaknesses. An' as for th' raisin' a family thing, I am way behind. So on most counts, you be th' better man. But better or not, I know a real truth - women come an' women go, but your real friends are those who are there before, durin', an' after.~
+@142 = ~[ARAN] I'm still goin' to be th' last lad standin', though, on account o' th' ladies seem to like a bad boy more'n what be right good for 'em.~
+@143 = ~[GAVIN] Right, wrong, and undecided, all in the same breath. And Lathander help us both if I knew the proper order.~
+@144 = ~[ARAN] You know, those griddlecakes would be a mite bit tastier if you folded in some o' th' nuts. There be a berry or two in my gear, too.~
+@145 = ~[GAVIN] Trying to show me up, are you? I'll have you know that pancakes are my best recipe.~
+@146 = ~That isn't saying much.~
+@147 = ~[ARAN] I'm not tryin' to blighted steal your thunder, you know. I were just suggestin', on account o' sometimes it be right enjoyable to vary things a bit. Change things up, you know?~
+@148 = ~[GAVIN] Alright, I'm game.~
+@149 = ~[ARAN] Maybe we should add cinnamon.~
+@150 = ~[GAVIN] Any other requests?~
+@151 = ~[AERIE] Could we have some sweet syrup, or perhaps some honey?~
+@152 = ~[JAN] Turnips! Everything tastes better with turnips.~
+@153 = ~[VALYGAR] I like my griddlecakes with eggs on top.~
+@154 = ~[YOSHIMO] Perhaps we could add finely ground seaweed? Or a small portion of fish?~
+@155 = ~[IMOEN] We could add all sorts of things. What do you have that is pink?~
+@156 = ~[JAHEIRA] Nuts are not the only nutritious additions possible. Perhaps you should crisp some grasshoppers.~
+@157 = ~[GAVIN] I thought the point was to keep bugs *out* of our food.~
+@158 = ~[CERND] I do not understand why you bother to use so much care, when Nature has already provided. A handful of nuts, some bark, some wild grains... ~
+@159 = ~[ANOMEN] It does not matter what you place on top of them. Nothing will kill the taste.~
+@160 = ~[EDWIN] Pfeh. More plebeian swill. How I long for a fine poached quail egg, delivered by a suitably attired and subservient handmaiden. And tea.~
+@161 = ~[HAERDALIS] Ah, my wild hawks, the pleasures of morning... on one Plane I visited, they had a quaint habit of eating their morning meal live. It was disconcerting to have your breakfast ask you if you preferred it poached or broiled.~
+@162 = ~[KELDORN] Don't fuss on my account. The griddlecakes are welcome just as they are. ~
+@163 = ~[MAZZY] Could you make them slightly smaller? Some of them are much more than a meal for me.~
+@164 = ~[MINSC] Griddlecakes! Boo, we will feast like... like... we will feast!~
+@165 = ~[MINSC] *squeak*~ [GAM_48]
+@166 = ~[KORGAN] Quit yer yapping and dish out the grub. I've waited long enough for my wake-up pint.~
+@167 = ~[NALIA] Could you two do all of this with less loud noisy chatter? I still have not finished brushing out my hair.~
+@168 = ~[VICONIA] I will eat on my own. Neither of you is intelligent enough to attempt poisoning on purpose, but that does not mean that your meal will not make me sick.~
+@169 = ~[ARAN] Mayhap we just make these for ourselves, eh? No sense wastin' fine cuisine on untrained an' uncouth palates.~
+@170 = ~[GAVIN] We'd better share. Neither of us will be able to move if we eat all these by ourselves.~
+@171 = ~[ARAN] Blighted elves.~
+@172 = ~[KIVAN] What?!~
+@173 = ~[ARAN] It be bad enough you live for several lifetimes.~
+@174 = ~[KIVAN] I have lost the ability to see my long life as a blessing, human.~
+@175 = ~[ARAN] Aye, an' add all that broodin' angst...~
+@176 = ~[KIVAN] How--~
+@177 = ~[ARAN] Hells, there be no chance for us fireflies wi' our own womenfolk, eh?~
+@178 = ~[KIVAN] Who can understand those humans?~
+@179 = ~[ARAN] Corellon's Sword, give it a shot, eh, or you might catch yourself some rough explainin'.~
+@180 = ~[KIVAN] No, no... 'ah-MIN hi-RAE-tha'.~
+@181 = ~[ARAN] 'ayahaMin hiRAYtah'.~
+@182 = ~[KIVAN] 'ah-MIN hi-RAE-tha'.~
+@183 = ~[ARAN] 'ayaha-MIN hi-RAYtah'.~
+@184 = ~[KIVAN] For the hundredth time, you must let the syllables sing. Gutteral harshness, amin uuma merna ta.~
+@185 = ~[ARAN] Blighted tongue. Serves me right for tryin' to speak a language what takes half a Xvim-kissed century to learn. It be a fair amount easier to write this than to speak it, eh?~
+@186 = ~[KIVAN] Perhaps in your case, that would be best.~
+@187 = ~[ARAN] Aye. What be th' chance I am actually goin' to say 'I'm sorry' in elven anyways, or any other language for that matter. Hey... how do you say 'take me to your bedchamber'?~
+@188 = ~[KIVAN] Shevarash, tua amin! Amin lava.~
+@189 = ~[ARAN] Now, that outfit o' yours be a right fine one, I do say. Th' way th' curves just flow right into...~
+@190 = ~[NINDE] Eyes up here, darling. And don't waste your breath. I've heard it all before... and from far more silvered tongues than yours.~
+@191 = ~[ARAN] It be mine to waste. O' course, there be some nice ways o' practicin' holdin' my breath, but they do involve some cooperation on your part, you know.~
+@192 = ~[NINDE] Tempting... but no. As much as I might enjoy wrapping a piece of silk around your lovely throat, I doubt that our brave leader would appreciate the picture come morning. A pity.~
+@193 = ~[NINDE] But at least you have no quaint notions of chivalry and romance. You go straight for the heart of the matter.~
+@194 = ~[ARAN] I believe in takin' my chances when I can, eh?~
+@195 = ~[NINDE] If only you were trainable. And rich. And much more aesthetically pleasing. Grime, grit, gristle, gaffe... too many rough edges for me, I'm afraid. Do be a dear and press your... attentions... on some tavern wench.~
+@196 = ~[ARAN] Pity. I was right willin' to overlook th' whole death-worshipin' necromantic baggage, on account o' those curves. I can be right pleasurable, you know.~
+@197 = ~[NINDE] Alas, it pains me so that I shall never have the opportunity to experience your deep and abiding eroticism.~
+@198 = ~[ARAN] I take it that be what they call 'sarcasm'?~
+@199 = ~[NINDE] Live and learn, sweetpea.~
+@200 = ~[NINDE] Do pick that up for me, Aran. I seem to have some difficulty keeping hold of everything.~
+@201 = ~[ARAN] Sune's Caress, I have enough o' my own gear. Am I supposed to carry mine an' yours both?~
+@202 = ~[NINDE] You really can be most tiresome, Aran. I suppose it is too much to ask that a big, strong man such as yourself give a lady a hand? It is nothing heavy, and it would help me ever so much.~
+@203 = ~[ARAN] Well, you could... err... ~
+@204 = ~[ARAN] Oh, hells. Fine. I'll blighted carry it for you.~
+@205 = ~[NINDE] And *that*, Jaheira, is how it is done. Slightly lowered lashes, a careful disarray of one's clothing, showing a small amount extra of cleavage, a bit of flattery, and a slight pout of the lip.~
+@206 = ~[JAHEIRA] I did not say that it would not work. I said that it was unnecessary to twist his will using Nature's power.~
+@207 = ~[NINDE] And *that*, Imoen, is how it is done. Slightly lowered lashes, a careful disarray of one's clothing, showing a small amount extra of cleavage, a bit of flattery, and a slight pout of the lip.~
+@208 = ~[IMOEN] Awww... Aran, you fell for it. I never thought that would work. You know how Ninde plays about with you.~
+@209 = ~[JAHEIRA] Nature has a way of clouding anyone's mind when it comes to attraction.~
+@210 = ~[NINDE] And *that* is how it is done. Slightly lowered lashes, a careful disarray of one's clothing, showing a small amount extra of cleavage, a bit of flattery, and a slight pout of the lip.~
+@211 = ~[VICONIA] Mildly amusing, darthiir. Perhaps with more practice you will become truly adept at it, yes?~
+@212 = ~[NINDE] Hmph. I would like to see you do better... especially with this one. Isn't he still running away whenever you walk by, darling?~
+@213 = ~[ARAN] I feel a mite bit dirty, I do. Used an' tossed aside like an old rag, one might think.~
+@214 = ~[NINDE] Oh, you know you love it.~
+@215 = ~[ARAN] Do you have to walk that way, right in front o' me? You could harm a lad, you know.~
+@216 = ~[NINDE] Try not to trip over your own feet, Aran. That would be most unseemly, even for you.~
+@217 = ~[ARAN] I... well, hells, it be natural to react, is all.~
+@218 = ~[NINDE] So utterly predictable. And you wonder why I prefer to study the dead.~
+@219 = ~[ARAN] Walkin' that way, you might just be able to raise 'em, whether they be alive or dead.~
+@220 = ~[NINDE] Flattery will get you nowhere, darling.~
+@221 = ~[NINDE] What, no comment? No leering? Are you ill, Aran?~
+@222 = ~[ARAN] No, I be naught in th' way o' sick. You done made it clear that even friendly flirtin' were to be shut down right proper.~
+@223 = ~[NINDE] Oh, come now. That is not how the game is played. Don't you want to flirt a little?~
+@224 = ~[ARAN] You done said that...~
+@225 = ~[NINDE] Did I? I might be under a slightly different impression.~
+@226 = ~[ARAN] Now you know I don't rightly want to intrude where I'm not wanted.~
+@227 = ~[NINDE] And I gave you the impression that I didn't... want you?~
+@228 = ~[ARAN] I thought... well, I were sure that...~
+@229 = ~[ARAN] Sune's Blessin's, you done got me right confused.~
+@230 = ~[NINDE] Ah, much better. All is right with the world, then.~
+@231 = ~[ARAN] Somehow I feel I am one o' those toys what cats play wi' before devourin'. Mice, I think they call 'em.~
+@232 = ~[NINDE] Mice, men... what's in a name, anyways?~
+@233 = ~[ARAN] So, still not found that rich husband o' your dreams?~
+@234 = ~[NINDE] They seem to be practically leaping out of my path. It would injure my pride, if I did not know what they are missing.~
+@235 = ~[ARAN] It might be th' whole 'Wander Toril an' th' Planes In Search Of Adventure' thing. You have little in th' way o' findin' what you want roamin' about killin' things an' changin' th' world.~
+@236 = ~[NINDE] Perhaps. It would explain so many things. I was beginning to think it might be your presence, driving more eligible suitors away. I was contemplating killing you and raising you as an undead slave, to ensure you were not a distraction.~
+@237 = ~[ARAN] I feel practically dead already.~
+@238 = ~[NINDE] Oh, do pick that up for me, Aran, dear.~
+@239 = ~[ARAN] Oh, no. You won't blighted get me that way again, eh? It may have been a long time ago, but I remember. "That be th' way it's done", she says, "a pout o' th' lip an' a fine bit o' cleavage, an' they be putty in your hands."~
+@240 = ~[NINDE] You really can be most tiresome, Aran. I suppose it is too much to ask that big, strong you give a lady a hand? It is nothing heavy, and it would help me every so much.~
+@241 = ~[NINDE] About time. If I revealed much more, I might have no modesty left at all.~
+@242 = ~[ARAN] Sune's Left Breast!~
+@243 = ~[NINDE] Oh, I am sure they are not as good as a Goddesses. Then again, I have never had the chance to compare.~
+@244 = ~[ARAN] Hells, I feel a right fool.~
+@245 = ~[NINDE] Oh, don't take it so hard, Aran. You are not that big of a fool. I simply refuse to play fairly.~
+@246 = ~[ARAN] You know, I think we may need some o' your necromantic services after all. Mayhap you could enchant some o' these dragons an' liches an' such an' put them on our side.~
+@247 = ~[NINDE] I suppose I could. I am probably powerful enough. It would take some time, and be very dangerous, but it could be done.~
+@248 = ~[ARAN] So do you think it would be a good idea?~
+@249 = ~[NINDE] Poor choice of moral alignment, there. It would be definitely not good, but it might be possible. But have you thought of how having an undead Dragon wandering about the campsite every night, creaking and moaning, his bones rattling, might disturb your sleep?~
+@250 = ~[NINDE] Besides, you would have to trust me...~
+@251 = ~[ARAN] Hells, forget I asked.~
+@252 = ~[ARAN] Lady Paladin, I'd be a might happier if you would take th' time to answer me a question, beggin' my impertinence.~
+@253 = ~[SAERILETH] Speak on, Aran.~
+@254 = ~[ARAN] <CHARNAME>'s rightly leader here, an' I expect has reason to have so young a lass on th' front lines. I was workin' trade costers m'self at your age, so I got no problem wi' that. But you seem a bit more focused on what be right an' wrong than what be practical.~
+@255 = ~[ARAN] <CHARNAME>'s rightly leader here, an' I expect has reason to have so young a lass on th' front lines. I was workin' trade costers m'self at your age, so I got no problem wi' that. But you both seem a mite bit more than just comrades in arms.~
+@256 = ~[SAERILETH] Which would thou choose when the choice must be made: goodness or utility? There is but one answer.~
+@257 = ~[SAERILETH] I am his love, and he is mine own.~
+@258 = ~[ARAN] An' this answer serves Tyr, on account o' you bein' his Chosen an' all?~
+@259 = ~[SAERILETH] My life is, and hath ever been, Tyr's only. I shall follow his will so long as I have breath.~
+@260 = ~[SAERILETH] My life is, and hath ever been, Tyr's. I shall follow his will so long as I have breath. <CHARNAME> knows this. He will understand the depth of my faith.~
+@261 = ~[ARAN] I'm not sure I understand that kind o' faith, is all. I never did.~
+@262 = ~[SAERILETH] Why dost thou reject the gods? The foul-mouthed oaths thou dost speak do disservice to all.~
+@263 = ~[ARAN] Come, now, Saerileth. There must o' been a time when you were not so tight-ar... err... no, I suppose you never did let your hair down, so to speak. You haven't had enough time in life yet.~
+@264 = ~[SAERILETH] Thy jesting is misplaced, and I am not amused.~
+@265 = ~[ARAN] Now, don't you be gettin' all offended, lass. There be a place for a harmless bit o' language, sometimes. An' Tymora seems to be fine wi' me playin' fast an' loose.~
+@266 = ~[ARAN] How about we not get our respective gods into no minor squabble just on account o' my blasphemin', eh?~
+@267 = ~[ARAN] I know I am no champion o' virtue. I done lost that in a card game when I... never you mind that. But I try to back <CHARNAME>, an' you back <CHARNAME>, so that has to count for somethin', eh?~
+@268 = ~[SAERILETH] I do pity thee that thou knowest not yet the wishes of thy god. Foul-mouthed blasphemy will forfeit the good will of all of the gods.~
+@269 = ~[SAERILETH] I do pity thee that thou knowest not yet the power of worshiping one god above all others. Foul-mouthed blasphemy will forfeit the good will of all of the gods.~
+@270 = ~[ARAN] Is this somethin' where you are likely to raise a sword against me if I curse a mite here an' there?~
+@271 = ~[SAERILETH] As long as thou dost tread the path of good, I will sojourn with thee. But I warn thee... curb thy language.~
+@272 = ~[ARAN] You know, hearin' those words from a little slip o' a girl not even out o' apprentice age might be laughable in some circumstances. But seein' as you can hold your own in combat an' healin', I will take you right serious. At least, as far as I can. Hard to break old habits.~
+@273 = ~[ARAN] I know I don't rightly take you serious all th' time. You be a fine companion, though a mite bit stubborn an' mayhap a bit fanatical. But here, I can see why a lad might follow in your footsteps a mite. This place deserves to be eradicated.~
+@274 = ~[SAERILETH] 'Twould be false in me to deny that the continued existence of this place doth trouble me.~
+@275 = ~[ARAN] I'd think it be time to call forth a holy crusade, an' clear 'em off out o' here. Mayhap destroy evey last one o' them.~
+@276 = ~[SAERILETH] Our mortal lives do oft seem full of injustice, but if our lots are here unjust, we may rest assured that the Maimed Tyr will not deny us justice when he doth judge us. But all of these creatures have chosen to serve evil. Their judgment hath been wrought, their lot decided, and eventually they shall fall to the power of Tyr.~
+@277 = ~[ARAN] I don't suppose there be some who might follow a good cause down here, eh? Mayhap one or two redeemed souls, trapped alongside all this scurryin' evil?~
+@278 = ~[SAERILETH] Forgive me. My zeal oft overcomes my discretion. In this matter, I spoke hastily; Tyr is the Judge, and I am his Champion. Perhaps there are a few souls the Maimed One would have me spare. It is not my decision to make.~
+@279 = ~[ARAN] Well, now you done got me worried. Usually, you be th' one takin' things to extremes. I was about to suggest we just send 'em all Tyr's way, an' let him figure out who goes where. I think down here, I be a might bit more comfortable wi' "guilt by association".~
+@280 = ~[ARAN] Now, this be naught in th' way o' my business. But I have to ask... are you an' Saerileth gettin' serious?~
+@281 = ~[PC] Of course not. That is a ridiculous suggestion.~
+@282 = ~[PC] What do you think?~
+@283 = ~[PC] Yes.~
+@284 = ~[PC] Are we holding hands and kissing occasionally? Yes, I think we are. Are we getting serious? I am not sure.~
+@285 = ~[PC] Do I ask you about your dalliances with half of Faerun?~
+@286 = ~[PC] Speak of this to me again, and you will be looking for a new line of work. And perhaps searching for your missing head.~
+@287 = ~[ARAN] You must be blighted blind, then. Th' lass looks at you wi' th' intensity o' first love, an' th' passions o' a full grown woman. You'd best be careful around her, on account o' she might get th' wrong idea - or worse, th' right one.~
+@288 = ~[PC] I don't really need to be careful. I think I am falling for her.~
+@289 = ~[ARAN] Look, <CHARNAME>, I love th' way women move, th' way they speak, th' way they smell, th' way they smile... hells, I just love women. But me an' someone what wears th' flower be a mite different than what you are talkin' about. First off, we all have th' age o' consent. Second off, if I tick off th' lady in question, she may box my ears, kick me, get me thrown into th' street, or mayhap carve me up a little, as be her choice. With Saerileth...~
+@290 = ~[ARAN] Do you be kiddin' wi' me? A lass what has seen less than sixteen winters? Give her a year to come o' age a' make her own chices, an' mayhap I wouldn't kick her out o' my b... err... well, she is pretty an' all, I guess. But she don't know squat about livin', let alone havin' a serious relationship. Tyr's Blasted Buttocks, don't send a child to do adult's work, <CHARNAME>. Love isn't just for play.~
+@291 = ~[PC] Take one look into her eyes, and tell me that she does not love me.~
+@292 = ~[PC] She is the Chosen of Tyr. She is strong enough, wise enough, and driven enough to know her own mind. Do you really think we would be together if she was not set on having it that way?~
+@293 = ~[PC] What, are you jealous? I did not know you were in love with her too.~
+@294 = ~[PC] It is a passing crush, and I intend to have as much fun with her as her religious views will allow.~
+@295 = ~[PC] So now you are an expert on serious relationships? That is a laugh. You don't even remember the barmaid's name the next morning.~
+@296 = ~[ARAN] Aye, she does. That be even more dangerous.~
+@297 = ~[ARAN] Mayhap you are right. Mayhap she be older than her years, an' wiser than a sage; mayhap she be mature enough to understand that relationships be work as well as fun. But all that wisdom an' such be packed into a body what be still growin' an' changin'.~
+@298 = ~[ARAN] Jealous? No possibility o' that, boyo. She scares me half to death.~
+@299 = ~[ARAN] Look, <CHARNAME>, I love th' way women move, th' way they speak, th' way they smell, th' way they smile... hells, I just love women. But me an' someone what wears th' flower be a mite different than what you are talkin' about. First off, we all have th' age o' consent, meanin' we can make our own choices. Second off, if I tick off th' lady in question, she may box my ears, kick me, get me thrown into th' street, or mayhap carve me up a little, as be her choice. With Saerileth...~
+@300 = ~[ARAN] You know how 'hell hath no fury like a woman scorned'? Well, take one look at her an' all you see is slim little hips, curves to die for, an' lips beggin' to be kissed - not one bit o' th' hells about her. Take a look in her eyes, though, an' you see an intensity an' a devotion that be downright scary. Now picture her if you hurt her. There won't be any place on any o' th' Planes where you could hide from her wrath. She'll rip you in half wi' her bare hands, then heal you up just so she can do it again.~
+@301 = ~[PC] You are taking this too seriously. I am much more powerful than she is. She will never be able to defeat me.~
+@302 = ~[PC] I don't intend to hurt her. I think she may be my soulmate.~
+@303 = ~[PC] She's a bunny rabbit. What's she going to do, nibble my bum?~
+@304 = ~[PC] This is my business, not yours. Keep out of it.~
+@305 = ~[ARAN] None o' my business, anyways. You think you can handle it. But I have been on th' receivin' end o' a regular woman what feels she has been wronged, an' it were a mite painful. Breakin' th' heart o' someone with th' feelin's o' adolescent first love who just happens to be an accomplished fighter an' th Chosen o' Tyr... that's bloody suicide.~
+@306 = ~[ARAN] So I hear you be a "good" Drow.~
+@307 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Yes, it would appear so.~
+@308 = ~[ARAN] Didn't know there were any such thing.~
+@309 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] I assure you, I am. I exist, and I am not alone.~
+@310 = ~[ARAN] Well, I suppose you might find a rose on a dungheap, but I'd be thinkin' it would be a right easier thing to find a "good" demon servin' tea at Hareshom's o' Waterdeep.~
+@311 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Perhaps you are correct. But the followers of Eilistraee, Lady Silverhair, must be discreet if we are to guide our brothers and sisters to a lighter path.~
+@312 = ~[ARAN] This Ellyartrie...~
+@313 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Eilistraee.~
+@314 = ~[ARAN] Look, do there be many followers o' Her particular brand o' Drowdom?~
+@315 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Very few, I am afraid.~
+@316 = ~[ARAN] Actually, that makes me a mite bit happier. I'd rather not be rethinkin' every single Drow bastard I personally put down. Chances are, none o' them be ones where I should o' hesitated.~
+@317 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Ah, my friend, for a brief moment I thought that you would see past your prejudice rather that rationalize your past actions. I will sing a prayer to Lady of the Dance for you.~
+@318 = ~[ARAN] Blighted stone. Got one in my boot, I do.~
+@319 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Ah, my prejudiced fellow traveller - speech is a mirror of the soul. As a man speaks, so is he. I ask you now: who is Aran?~
+@320 = ~[ARAN] I don't rightly understand th' question. Wait... mayhap I do. Do you be sayin' th' way a man speaks be a good indication o' his personality, his habits, an' so forth?~
+@321 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Why, yes. I think that is a fair assessment.~
+@322 = ~[ARAN] That be a right interestin' idea. But I don't think it applies to me. You want to know me, you look at how I write, an' ignore th' language.~
+@323 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] I do not think that will be a fair picture. With your scribing, you have time to think, to craft your ideas. In your speech, there is an immediacy that shows a raw truth.~
+@324 = ~[ARAN] Mayhap. Or mayhap we have to agree to disagree, eh?~
+@325 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] I can convince you with a simple example, if you would like.~
+@326 = ~[ARAN] Aye, then, go ahead an' try.~
+@327 = ~[SOLAUFEIN] Have you ever known a Drow to communicate through poetry and song?~
+@328 = ~[ARAN] Point taken. An' I have to admit; mayhap I be wrong about th' only good Drow bein' a dead Drow. Mayhap there be one or two what be reasonable.~
+@329 = ~[TASHIA] Rather gloomy, aren't you?~
+@330 = ~[ARAN] Aye, then, lass, I think you have a mite bit o' th' truth there. Down just a little, I think.~
+@331 = ~[TASHIA] So, how about a riddle?~
+@332 = ~[ARAN] No, not now, as I got naught for spirited talk. You seem a mite down yourself, there. You got an interestin' familiar, some tough magic, an' you be travelin' with us. What's th' matter wi' you, to bring you so far down?~
+@333 = ~[TASHIA] Well, that's really no one's concern but mine. Personal matters... you understand, I'm sure.~
+@334 = ~[ARAN] Sure. I understand. Here, lass... have a nip from this flask. It may not solve anythin', but it will warm up your insides.~
+@335 = ~[TASHIA] I would think so... I can smell it from here!~
+@336 = ~[ARAN] Sometimes a nip o' somthin' what can kick a lad or lass will do wonders. Spirits for to raise your spirits, eh?~
+@337 = ~[TASHIA] I don't know...~
+@338 = ~[ARAN] Well, suit yourself. Th' offer's always available.~
+@339 = ~[ARAN] Oh, nice an' soft... just th' right sort o' thing. I'll just be packin' this up, an'...~
+@340 = ~[ARAN] Now, I doubt that would end so well for me. I done learned a long time ago that pleasin' a woman be a full time occupation, an' splittin' forces leads to disaster.~
+@341 = ~[ARAN] Now, while that be a right entertainin' thought, I was actually talkin' to you, Tashia.~
+@342 = ~[ARAN] Now, while that be a right entertainin' thought, I was actually talkin' to you, Aerie.~
+@343 = ~[ARAN] Well, I might be in a right fine position to share it wi' you...~
+@344 = ~[TASHIA] Are you suggesting what I think you are suggesting?~
+@345 = ~[ARAN] Now, you be a woman o' th' world, an' a beautiful one at that. Why should I not ask?~
+@346 = ~[AERIE] No, that is mine! How did we get these all mixed up?~
+@347 = ~[AERIE] Wh- what is he suggesting?~
+@348 = ~[AERIE] Aran, are you talking to me, or to her? Ask what?~
+@349 = ~[TASHIA] Hey! That's my blanket you're taking!~
+@350 = ~[TASHIA] For all we know, he might be talking to us both.~
+@351 = ~[TASHIA] I see someone has a growing appreciation for the possibility of female companionship.~
+@352 = ~[ARAN] Do you be usin' some sort o' sorcerous ways to see right through these clothes o' mine?~
+@353 = ~[TASHIA] No, no... I just know the way men's minds work.~
+@354 = ~[TASHIA] Nice try, Aran, but I have my Peanelian to keep me warm.~
+@355 = ~[ARAN] I do admit he can do that right well, but I might have some more ways o' pleasin' you, you know.~
+@356 = ~[TASHIA] Oh, I don't know...~
+@357 = ~[ARAN] You can't be naught in th' way o' serious.~
+@358 = ~[TASHIA] Hehe... You should see your face!~
+@359 = ~[ARAN] You might think on it a bit, you know, all jokin' aside. You be a fine lookin' lass.~
+@360 = ~[AERIE] I... Oh. You are... You are?~
+@361 = ~[ARAN] I have been admirin' you for some time now, Aerie. I wouldn't speak so bold if I hadn't seen your eyes come my direction more than a few times, eh?~
+@362 = ~[AERIE] You... you were talking to me.~
+@363 = ~[TASHIA] Now I can't decide which of you two is blushing brighter. Should I just leave you two lovebirds alone?~
+@364 = ~[AERIE] NO! No... I mean, please don't go. I... I don't think Aran is suggesting...~
+@365 = ~[TASHIA] Believe me, he is.~
+@366 = ~[ARAN] Belive me, I am.~
+@367 = ~[AERIE] Oh! Oh my!~
+@368 = ~[TASHIA] Was her grabbing the blanket and running off hiding her face in it part of your master plan, loverboy?~
+@369 = ~[ARAN] Sune's Sweet Smile, I thought I was makin' time right well. Damnation on my blighted tongue.~
+@370 = ~[TASHIA] Sometimes a girl does like attention. Just don't go overboard.~
+@371 = ~[TASHIA] Tell me a riddle, Aran.~
+@372 = ~[ARAN] Well, now, let me think. How about this - I sing with the voice o' an angel or demon, an' I'm always bowin' an' scrapin' away. But remore the hair o' a horse from my side, an' I cannot come out an' play.~
+@373 = ~[TASHIA] That one is easy. It's a fiddle.~
+@374 = ~[ARAN] Aye, that's right. Your turn...~
+@375 = ~[TASHIA] I have told you many, and you have told me few. You can balance the scales.~
+@376 = ~[ARAN] Right, then... a tough one for you. Somethin' not quite ordinary...~
+@377 = ~[ARAN] I rise in my pouch, swell, an' lift my covering proudly. A bride grasps my bonelessness, an' in time she will cover th' swellin'.~
+@378 = ~[TASHIA] You can't fool me. That is bread dough!~
+@379 = ~[ARAN] Well, now, I never did say I was good at these games. I'm more of a 'hands on, kind o' man, if you know what I mean.~
+@380 = ~[TASHIA] So I see. You can move that hand, now. (must... resist... the urge... to hit...)~
+@381 = ~[ARAN] Oh, blighted hells... sorry about that. Old habits die hard.~
+@382 = ~[TASHIA] Not as hard as you will, if you 'forget' again, my friend!~
+@383 = ~[ARAN] Right, then... you be lookin' right chipper an' interested. You want another riddle?~
+@384 = ~[TASHIA] I will trade you one for the other, unless I have heard it before.~
+@385 = ~[ARAN] A strange thing hides in a man's clothes, concealed until he brings it forth an' puts it to good use.
+It has a hole in its head, is stiff an' strong, an' it fits th' place it were designed for right proper.
+When he returns to hearth an' home, it slips gently into th' place it has often filled before,
+but on occasion it requires him to fiddle an' poke about until it grants release.
+What be it?~
+@386 = ~[TASHIA] Now that is an interesting one. I think I know what you are trying to do, but I see right through it. The answer is "a key"!~
+@387 = ~[ARAN] Sune's Sweet Sigh, I get naught in th' way o' foolin' you! Your turn, eh?~
+@388 = ~[TASHIA] Well, if you want bawdy, I am not afraid of lifting a few eyebrows. Try this one on...~
+@389 = ~[TASHIA] A finger goes in me, and you fiddle with me from time to time, turning me round and round, for I delight in all positions. The best man always has me first, but he hands me over to you when it is time to please me. I bind you with sweetness, but separate me from you after joining with me and the penalty is disastrous.~
+@390 = ~[ARAN] I can think o' three answers, two o' which will get me slapped right hard, an' one o' which will turn me into a light snack for Peanelian.~
+@391 = ~[TASHIA] Oh, come on, silly. Be a man. Answer!~
+@392 = ~[ARAN] I have naught in th' way o' a clean answer, an' I just know it be one... I give. What be th' answer?~
+@393 = ~[TASHIA] A wedding ring!~
+@394 = ~[ARAN] Well, no wonder I had no thought o' what th' answer were to be. That be th' one thing that trumps flyin' undead lich-dragons in my book. Nothin' scarier than a lass wi' one o' those bands showin' in her starry eyes!~
+@395 = ~[ARAN] What in th' nine hells are you? I never did see a Tel'Quessirim so tall. An' you don't rightly look natural.~
+@396 = ~[TSJUATHA] I am a necromancer. I do manipulate death. And this serves me well. It serves <CHARNAME> also.~
+@397 = ~[ARAN] You blighted well know that be naught in th' way o' an answer. An' don't try that cold stare wi' me. I have seen th' worst o' death, an' I don't rightly scare easily.~
+@398 = ~[TSJUATHA] Have you walked the planes, brought animation to the dead, and weilded the powers of a Prime?~
+@399 = ~[ARAN] Well, seein' as I don't rightly know what two out o' th' three o' those really mean, mayhap not.~
+@400 = ~[TSJUATHA] You have much to learn, then, before you can truly fear me.~
+@401 = ~[ARAN] You are a strange one, Tsjuatha. I don't know if havin' you around be a blessin' or damnation for us all.~
+@402 = ~[TSJUATHA] I have embraced damnation with open arms--and open eyes.~
+@403 = ~[ARAN] Well, I blighted well haven't.~
+@404 = ~[TSJUATHA] You are a sword for hire, and a commoner of this land, Master Whitehand?~
+@405 = ~[ARAN] Sellsword, aye. Commoner, well... common enough. Mayhap there be a bit o' social distinction between us non-nobles around these parts, but th' adventurin' an' sellsword life pulls to th' bottom o' th' heap most times.~
+@406 = ~[ARAN] Put it this way; a merchant's son you can bring home to th' family. A sellsword, well... you have a nice little affair, some kissin' an' sparkin' in th' bedchamber. Then you smarten up an' go find some nice boy o' th' settlin' down type to actually marry.~
+@407 = ~[ARAN] What about you? Do they all be so dark an' nihilistic where you be from?~
+@408 = ~[TSJUATHA] I was born the only son of an ancient and proud house, one of the noble houses amongst the Fair Elves. Before my second century I was Prince of the Golden Desert.~
+@409 = ~[ARAN] I have naught in th' way o' experience talkin' wi' no Prince, let alone some sandy gold-lovin' plane-travelein' one. But I have had plenty o' experience dealin' wi' braggarts an' those what think they are superior.~
+@410 = ~[TSJUATHA] (A smirk crosses his face at Aran's quaint phrasing, but his eyes are serious as he responds.)~
+@411 = ~[TSUJATHA] I believe that I have said this to Mistress Nalia...~
+@412 = ~[TSJUATHA] It would be best for your health if you gave up these assumptions. I am of higher birth than you are, but it hurts your pride to think so.~
+@413 = ~[ARAN] Higher birth on account o' you bein' not from this plane, on account o' you bein' born an elf, on account o' your family's bloodline, or on account o' you bein' a wizard what studies death?~
+@414 = ~[TSJUATHA] All four of these. And none of the four.~
+@415 = ~[ARAN] Th' thing is, you talk a right fine game. You act an' look colder than death, mincin' about superior to us poor blighted inhabitants o' this backwater plane. But you stay here, desperately pickin' fights an' pushin' at others around you so's to see yourself in th' reflections o' their conversations. So you want to live, that be sure, no matter how much you play wi' words n' shadow.~
+@416 = ~[TSJUATHA] I would not recommend mocking those whose power exceeds your own.~
+@417 = ~[ARAN] It were naught in th' way o' mockery. An' there you go again, bein' all dark an' threatenin'. There be comfort an' strength in bein' part o' a group o' "lesser powers". I might not touch you one on one. But get a few o' my mates together, an' death magic or no, we'd balance you out right fine.~
+@418 = ~1~
+@419 = ~Aran Aware - run this component independently, after other mods, and Aran will become aware of some other mod's contents.~
+@420 = ~Aran is not installed. Failing installation.~
+@421 = ~Checking for Divine Remix Kits to enable relevant dialog options in Aran's content...~
+@422 = ~Divine Remix : Heartwarder of Sune detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@423 = ~Divine Remix : Heartwarder of Sune NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@424 = ~Divine Remix : Feywarden of Correlon detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@425 = ~Divine Remix : Feywarden of Correlon NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@426 = ~Divine Remix : Strifeleader of Cyric detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@427 = ~Divine Remix : Strifeleader of Cyric NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@428 = ~Divine Remix : Painbearer of Ilmater detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@429 = ~Divine Remix : Painbearer of Ilmater NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@430 = ~Divine Remix : Lorekeeper of Oghma detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@431 = ~Divine Remix : Lorekeeper of Oghma NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@432 = ~Divine Remix : Firewalker of Kossuth detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@433 = ~Divine Remix : Firewalker of Kossuth NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@434 = ~Divine Remix : Silverstar of Selune detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@435 = ~Divine Remix : Silverstar of Selune NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@436 = ~Divine Remix : Holy Strategist of the Red Knight detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@437 = ~Divine Remix : Holy Strategist of the Red Knight NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@438 = ~Divine Remix : Nightcloak of Shar detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@439 = ~Divine Remix : Nightcloak of Shar NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@440 = ~Divine Remix : Battleguard of Tempus detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@441 = ~Divine Remix : Battleguard of Tempus NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@442 = ~Divine Remix : Authlim of Iyachtu Xvim detected. Opening pathways in c-aranj, c-aranp, c-arn25j, c-arn25a dialogs~
+@443 = ~Divine Remix : Authlim of Iyachtu Xvim NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@444 = ~Checking for Laufey's Edwin Romance... Temporarily shut down for reconstruction.~
+@445 = ~Checking for Sister Vigilate's Angelo...~
+@446 = ~Angelo (SoA) detected. Adding two banters to SoA.~
+@447 = ~Angelo (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@448 = ~Angelo (ToB) detected. Adding two banters to ToB.~
+@449 = ~Angelo (ToB) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@450 = ~Checking for Domi's Kivan...~
+@451 = ~Kivan (SoA) detected. Adding two banters to SoA.~
+@452 = ~Kivan (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@453 = ~Checking for Netharin and Sillara's Saerileth...~
+@454 = ~Saerileth (SoA) detected. Adding three banters and one comment to SoA.~
+@455 = ~Saerileth (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@456 = ~Checking for Michael "Arian" Lyashenko, Bri, and Lord Ernie's Tashia...~
+@457 = ~Tashia Mod (SoA) detected. Adding two banters to SoA.~
+@458 = ~Tashia (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@459 = ~Tashia (ToB) detected. Adding one banter to ToB.~
+@460 = ~Tashia (ToB) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@461 = ~Checking for Sillara of the Tamari's Tsujatha...~
+@462 = ~Tsujatha (SoA) detected. Adding two banters to SoA.~
+@463 = ~Tsujatha (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@464 = ~Checking for Westley Weimer's Solaufein...~
+@465 = ~Solaufein (SoA) detected. Adding two banters to SoA.~
+@466 = ~Solaufein (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@467 = ~Checking for Berelinde's Gavin...~
+@468 = ~Gavin (SoA) detected. Adding two banters and an extended mutual interjection to SoA.~
+@469 = ~Gavin (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@470 = ~Checking for Deva's Ninde...~
+@471 = ~Ninde (SoA) detected. Adding two banters to SoA.~
+@472 = ~Ninde (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@473 = ~Ninde (ToB) detected. Adding one banter to ToB.~
+@474 = ~Ninde (ToB) NOT detected. Skipping.~
+@475 = ~Checking for Rhaella's Adrian...~
+@476 = ~Adrian (SoA) detected. Adding five banters to SoA.~
+@477 = ~Adrian (SoA) NOT detected. Skipping.~
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