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MENTL: Here - have some kishir. I’ll see what I can do about immobilizing the arm - but not sure how good my healing magick is, just yet. I’ll let Tula handle you when she’s got a minute. Nothing personal, just don’t want to do more harm than good.
Easy, dude. Chera’s stuff may be a little stronger than you’re used to. Although, in your case that’s not a bad thing.
RANNIK: Shouldn’t you be helping the battle, then - enchanter?
MENTL: Zona’s got it. It’s been awhile since she could really cut loose like this. And honestly, I might just get in the way.

ON ZONA having a perfectly wonderful time butchering Urtts (“This is GREAT!”)

RANNIK: Yes. Yes, we’ve missed her.
MENTL: I’ll bet.
RANNIK: I look … forward to hearing your story.

Guntig morphs from hawk to human right next to them.

MENTL:GAH!

GUNTIG: Either help or get out of the way.
MENTL: Uhh … your patient.

TULA: Fiz?! Fiz! Goddess, Fiz, please ...
FIZ: Puh-princess ...Y-your face … is as beautiful as the sky …
TULA: Ohh - you’re a sweetie. Looks like you could use some help.
FIZ: Oh … I suh-seem to be … dying …
TULA: Not today. (begins healing him)
MENTL: Hey, Stud.
RANNIK: “Mentl” - right?
MENTL: Yup.
RANNIK: I am … Rannik.
MENTL: Of course you are. (pause) With a busted wing, no less.
RANNIK: Ohh - just a … scratch.
MENTL: (examines him) Crap - that’s nasty. Bet it smarts, too.
RANNIK: Your gift for understatement is … impressive. Can you heal it?`

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DELL: There’s the mercy for thieves and assassins on my land.

MORCAI: Soooo - No questioning, yeh?

DELL: You did well to spare one of them.  But I already know where these two came from and who sent them.  It concerns the unfinished business between you and I.

MORCAI: Ahh.  The job, yeh?

DELL:  Oh yes.   You will need to pack for a bit of a trip.  There’s no hurry - yet. Still, it is best you arrive at the right moment.  (hands Morcai a scroll) Memorize all this and then destroy it thoroughly.

MAHD: Is Tom going away?

MORCAI: Sorry darlins.  Got to pay the bills, yeh?

DELL: Don’t fret, ladies, if I am any judge, he will return again safely.

FEEBY: We miss Tom already!

MORCAI: So, my lord, can I -

MORCAI: Fuuuuck me, lord Dell ...  Neat trick, yeh?

MAHD: Silly Tom! Lord Dell not fuck you! We fuck you!

FEEBY:  Yes! We go inside! Time  for good fuckings before Tom go!


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MORCAI: You gels all right, yeh?  Not hurt, are we?

MAHD: Mahd and Feeby perfect now, Tom!

FEEBY: Tom is clever and helps us!  Mahd and Feeby love Tom!

MORCAI: Ahh, my beauties! S’what I’m here for, yeh?

LORD DELL:  Well done, indeed.

MORCAI: Fuck me! How’d you just -

DELL: Not used to having people surprise you?

MAHD: Sweet lord Dell!

FEEBY: Good lord Dell! Yay!

DELL: Hello Mahd, Feeby.  It seems that our friend here has more than earned the trust we put in him, eh?

MAHD: Tom is cute!  He fuck good!

FEEBY: And he kill good! We love Tom!

DELL: Heh. Seemingly against your own protestations, you continue to make friends.

MORCAI:  Eh - it’s my curse, yeh?

DELL: And enemies.

MORCAI: Funny thing - they don’t really look “woodsy,” yeh?  Not quite dressed for it, yeh?

DELL: I agree.

MORCAI: And that’s a dirty great hole, there. Either it was there all along, or  -

DELL: Or they had help.  And yes, they did.

ERLIK: My lord … mercy.  Please.

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ERLIK: Okay, fuck this -

SFX: TOSS!

SFX: CHNK

ERLIK: AAH!!

MORCAI: Ohhh dear-dear! Somebody took an arrow to the knee! Time for a career change,
yeh?

ERLIK: BASTARD! I’ll GUT YOU -

SFX: SWIPE

ERLIK: Wha - ?

MORCAI: Now is that nice? Looks like Teacher’s gonna have to take another one of your
toys away, yeh?

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ERLIK: AGH!! - What-

MORCAI: Oh dear-dear-dear! Someone's just got caught bein' naughty, yeh?  Looks like Teacher's gonna have to spank you, yeh?

ERLIK: Fuck you, creep!

MORCAI: Language, Student! Ladies present, yeh?  Heh! Well, one less than a moment ago, but - 


MAHD: FEEBY!!

MAHD: Whoop!!

FEEBY: Mahd, you okay?  Hurt yourself?

MAHD: It not bad.  Just scrape a little.  How you?

FEEBY: Just feel dumb!  Stupid pit trap.

MAHD: It not one of ours!

FEEBY: Tom making traps?

MAHD: He tell us all his traps. No this someone bad make trap in our place!

FEEBY: Yeah.  Only thing to do with people like that is kill them.

MAHD: Yeah.