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Synopsis:
A Bhaal Cultist in the Temple of Bhaal.
0. : And thus, Bhaal's bloody favour passes to another. Congratulations.devnoteLOW_BhaalTemple_Reaper_03_Hasmet = False, ORI_DarkUrge_State_BhaalAccepted, DARK_URGELOW_BhaalTemple_Reaper_03_HasmetEnd
1. : Speak not with me - it is Lady Orin who seeks your presence. End
2. : Did you not feel his presence? You cannot shirk the weight of your lineage, Bhaalspawn, not really. It is far too heavy. devnoteLOW_BhaalTemple_Reaper_03_Hasmet = False, ORI_DarkUrge_State_BhaalResisted, DARK_URGELOW_BhaalTemple_Reaper_03_HasmetEnd
3. : You cannot possibly comprehend what happened here today. Just be grateful you hold the Chosen's favour. devnoteORI_DarkUrge_State_BhaalAccepted, DARK_URGE = FalseEnd
4. : You cannot possibly comprehend what happened here today. Near apotheosis - cast aside. How wasteful. devnoteORI_DarkUrge_State_BhaalResisted, DARK_URGE = FalseEnd
5. : Lady Orin misjudged the weight of Bhaal's favour. So have you, spawn of Murder.devnoteLOW_BhaalTemple_Reaper_03_Hasmet, ORI_DarkUrge_State_BhaalResisted, DARK_URGEEnd
6. : Lady Orin misjudged the weight of Bhaal's favour. She slipped, and it crushed her. Tread carefully, Chosen. devnoteLOW_BhaalTemple_Reaper_03_Hasmet, ORI_DarkUrge_State_BhaalAccepted, DARK_URGEEnd