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    Synopsis:

    Aradin and Remira are having a drink after arriving back in the Druid Grove.


  • 1.
    Remira
    : You shouldn't have brought Liam along. Lad was too young.7619c224-45e6-1164-76c3-4530cc109664_Flow17619c224-45e6-1164-76c3-4530cc109664_Flow2
    • 0.
      Aradin
      : Everyone needs to cut their teeth sometime.
      • 6.
        Remira
        : Cut his teeth?! For his sake, I hope he's dead already.
        End
  • 4.
    Remira
    : What comes next?7619c224-45e6-1164-76c3-4530cc109664_Flow27619c224-45e6-1164-76c3-4530cc109664_Flow2 = False, 7619c224-45e6-1164-76c3-4530cc109664_Flow1 = False
    • 8.
      Aradin
      : We finish this bottle. Got enough dead to toast, anyway.
      • 3.
        Remira
        : Not the worst plan you've had lately.
        End
  • 5.
    Aradin
    : It could be worse.7619c224-45e6-1164-76c3-4530cc109664_Flow1
    • 2.
      Remira
      : ... how?
      • 7.
        Aradin
        : Coulda been us they caught.
        End