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    Synopsis:

    If the DU has gone mad, they can be seen skulking in the bushes around the camp, planning on killing the party.

    THe GROUP_PLAYERS slot will be the WasPartnered character of the Dark Urge



  • 21.
    Narrator
    : *The sacks of unclaimed blood cheer one another, while you, thorn-pricked pile of nothing, leer.*devnote
    • 28.
      Narrator
      : *No mortal cell could hold you. The bars broke like bones.*END_BrainBattle_Event_GoToJail
      • 50.
        Narrator
        : *Your curdled mind is eager for their sleep, so you can strike with the death-dream.*
        • 40. [Jump] Jump to Node 15 (2)
  • 23. [Nested Dialog] EPI_Epilogue_State_SkippedParty
    • 54.
      Withers
      : The balance of the world restored. The balance of these lives, mortal and otherwise, brought to account.devnote
      • 19.
        Withers
        : To you.devnote
        • 12.
          Narrator
          : *Many killing moons have waxed. As each set, more your mind waned.*devnote
          • 5.
            Narrator
            : *No mortal cell could hold you. The bars broke like bones.*END_BrainBattle_Event_GoToJail
            • 27.
              Narrator
              : *You pray with each new heart-spillage. You worship with your diseased embrace - siring a mad legion.*
              • 11.
                Narrator
                : *You scream, for you cannot speak.*
                • 20.
                  Narrator
                  : *Yet... in the treacle-pulp of your brain, something called you back here.*devnote
                  • 34.
                    Narrator
                    : *What is this place? It was something. Once. Bonds, warmth, strength, fear... love...*devnote
                    • 15.
                      Narrator
                      : *Now, you feel only impatience for these blood-sacks to sleep, so you can strike with the death-dream.*devnote
                      • 29.
                        DarkUrge
                        : Hhnh. Hnnnh. Hnnnh., FULL_CEREMORPH
                      • 29.
                        DarkUrge
                        : Hhnh. Hnnnh. Hnnnh.
                        • 7.
                          Narrator
                          : *Each day you sing his hymns. Each night you dream in red.*
                          • 63.
                            Narrator
                            : *Not long now. Not long. Wait until they are at rest to strike. Patience.*
                            • 51.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Pick at your scabs., FULL_CEREMORPH
                            • 51.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Pick at your scabs.
                              • 9.
                                Narrator
                                : *You have cultivated these crusted companions. Wrenching, ripping, scraping. But you do have a favourite...*devnote
                                • 57.
                                  DarkUrge
                                  : Eat a scrap of your thigh-scrape.
                                  • 41.
                                    Narrator
                                    : *Each piece of the body Bhaal sculpted is sacred. Waste it not. Cherish it. Savour it.*devnote
                                    • Link to Node 6
                                • 22.
                                  DarkUrge
                                  : Tear at your chest cavity.
                                  • 32.
                                    Narrator
                                    : *Scritch-scratch, scritch-scratch, one day you will excavate all the way down to your thrumming heart.*devnote
                                    • Link to Node 6
                                • 44.
                                  DarkUrge
                                  : Rip your belly-gash.
                                  • 18.
                                    Narrator
                                    : *It's just as satisfying the fiftieth time as the first.*devnote
                                    • Link to Node 6
                                • 4.
                                  DarkUrge
                                  : Poke at your rotted toothhole.
                                  • 8.
                                    Narrator
                                    : *The last nerve of a wobbling block snaps. You don't need those molars, meat-thing that you are!*devnote
                                    • 6.
                                      Narrator
                                      : *The revelry is falling to a lull... Your witching hour draws close.*
                                      • 14.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Please... , FULL_CEREMORPH
                                      • 14.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Please...
                                        • Link to Node 43
                                      • 13.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : No... No..., FULL_CEREMORPH
                                      • 13.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : No... No...
                                        • 43.
                                          Narrator
                                          : *The pity gags in your gullet. Yes, they will die. Yes. Just for you.*devnote
                                          End
                                      • 35.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : RAAAAHHHHNFF!, FULL_CEREMORPH
                                      • 35.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : RAAAAHHHHNFF!
                                        • 2.
                                          Narrator
                                          : *Kill them all, mad Bhaal-bairn. Kill them all.*devnote
                                          End
                                      • 53.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Faerûn is my votive fodder, O Bhaal below. , FULL_CEREMORPH
                                      • 53.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Faerûn is my votive fodder, O Bhaal below.
                                        • Link to Node 2
                                      • 65.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Father, I love you. I'm a good spawn. A good little spawn. , FULL_CEREMORPH
                                      • 65.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Father, I love you. I'm a good boy. A good good boy. , MALE
                                      • 65.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Father, I love you. I'm a good girl. A good good girl. , FEMALE
                                      • 65.
                                        DarkUrge
                                        : Father, I love you. I'm a good spawn. A good little spawn.
                                        • Link to Node 2
                            • 26.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Lick your dagger-blade., FULL_CEREMORPH
                            • 26.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Lick your dagger-blade.
                              • 3.
                                Narrator
                                : *Iron. Salt. A stagnant marrow-treat.*devnote
                                • 38. [Jump] Jump to Node 6 (1)
                            • 36.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Piss yourself., FULL_CEREMORPH
                            • 36.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Piss yourself.
                              • 62.
                                Narrator
                                : *Worse than an animal, it all flows freely now and mingles with the gall. Your body is not yours.*devnote
                                • Link to Node 38
                            • 25.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Glance piteously upon your false bride., FULL_CEREMORPHORI_DarkUrge_State_WasPartneredGoneMad, FULL_CEREMORPH = False
                            • 25.
                              DarkUrge
                              : Glance piteously upon your false bride.ORI_DarkUrge_State_WasPartneredGoneMad, FULL_CEREMORPH = False
                              • 67.
                                Narrator
                                : *You are Bhaal's stallion - many of your own Bhaalspawn have been born to die in this half-year.*
                                • 55.
                                  Narrator
                                  : *Your new children will become the tyrant's hoard. Why do you spare even one thought for your forsaken mate?*
                                  • 1.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : Love... Uhnh... Love..., FULL_CEREMORPH
                                  • 1.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : Love... Uhnh... Love...
                                    • 60.
                                      Narrator
                                      : *As soon as it tries to pass through your lips, you feel violently ill.*
                                      • 24.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *Now you are what he fears most. A starved ratling, an itching prowler. A reminder of his worst self, best left to history.*devnoteREALLY_ASTARION
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                      • 37.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *Neither Selûne nor Shar will claim her in the end. Bhaal wants her more than those graven gods.*devnoteREALLY_SHADOWHEART
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                      • 16.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *You are the one villain the hero could not bring himself to kill.*devnoteREALLY_WYLL
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                      • 52.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *You taught her everything about this world. Now she knows what she will lose.*devnoteREALLY_LAEZEL
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                      • 17.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *She's running from the finest day of her life - the last one.*devnoteREALLY_KARLACH
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                      • 45.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *You hate him. He had the chance to level a city. You blaze with envy.*devnoteREALLY_GALE
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                      • 46.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *Once you forgot to break the neck you cradled. You will not make the same mistake again.*devnoteREALLY_MINTHARA
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                      • 31.
                                        Narrator
                                        : *He loves all living creatures. You wonder if he will forgive his own maggots.*devnoteREALLY_HALSIN
                                        • Link to Node 6
                                  • 42.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : Live... MUST..., FULL_CEREMORPH
                                  • 42.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : Live... MUST...
                                    • Link to Node 60
                                  • 39.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : Our issue would be perfect..., FULL_CEREMORPH
                                  • 39.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : Our issue would be perfect...
                                    • 56.
                                      Narrator
                                      : *Your darling would never agree to breed a spawn with you... The defiance begets death.*
                                      • Link to Node 48
                                  • 61.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : We killed so many together..., FULL_CEREMORPH
                                  • 61.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : We killed so many together...
                                    • Link to Node 48
                                  • 49.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : I have yearned to end my beloved for so long. I want this moment to be perfect., FULL_CEREMORPH
                                  • 49.
                                    DarkUrge
                                    : I have yearned to end my beloved for so long. I want this moment to be perfect.
                                    • 48. [Jump] Jump to Node 60 (2)
                      • 64.
                        DarkUrge
                        : GRAH!, FULL_CEREMORPH
                      • 64.
                        DarkUrge
                        : GRAH!
                        • Link to Node 7
                      • 66.
                        DarkUrge
                        : Father, my body is your wretched vessel. Descend upon me. Reap by my hand., FULL_CEREMORPH
                      • 66.
                        DarkUrge
                        : Father, my body is your wretched vessel. Descend upon me. Reap by my hand.
                        • Link to Node 33
                      • 0.
                        DarkUrge
                        : Dread Lord... tonight, we will be glutted with tragedy, until we grow sick., FULL_CEREMORPH
                      • 0.
                        DarkUrge
                        : Dread Lord... tonight, we will be glutted with tragedy, until we grow sick.
                        • 33.
                          Narrator
                          : *Each time you unhinge your maw, the words of the prophet tumble forth.*
                          • Link to Node 63
  • 30.
    DarkUrge
    : [TagGreeting] EPI_Epilogue_State_IsHologram
    • 59. [Jump] Jump to Node 58 (2)
  • 58.
    DarkUrge
    : [TagGreeting] EPI_Epilogue_State_IsHologram
    • 10. [Jump] Jump to Node 23 (1)
    • 47. [Jump] Jump to Node 21 (1)