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Synopsis:
A rich twat from the upper city is making a child's prank an act of active betrayal against the spirit of the city. The people around him are mostly unimpressed.
How to trigger:
- Go to 199, 35, -62
- The dialog should start automatically as ADs
5. : Is this what the city is coming to? A man cannot stroll the thoroughfare without being assaulted by juvenile thugs?devnote5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_A
20. : It was just a pebble.devnote
3. : Just a pebble? A pebble could take out an eye, break a tooth, enter an open mouth and block a gullet.devnote
4. : Is that what you wish? Do you wish to choke me to death? Perhaps loot my purse after?devnote
21. : Ease up, won't you? It was just a tiny stone bounced off your rump, not a ballista bolt.devnote
14. : Precisely the attitude that is ruining this city! No pride! No discipline! No consequences!devnoteEnd
6. : Gutter-filth. And I suppose your mother squeezed out a whole litter just like you. Filling the damn city to the brim like a slop-bucket.devnote5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_A5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_B
12. : You're just the sort that Lord Gortash warns us of. Just the sort he'll deal with.devnote
17. : I'm sorry...devnote
9. : You will be. Once order is restored.devnote
19. : Hear, hear.devnote
26. : 'Hear, hear'? Surely you can't agree with how he's talking to a child? It's out of order!devnote
7. : My shop's pilfered from every day by runts like him. City should be for proper folk, who earn their crust.devnoteEnd
13. : I said I'm sorry. Can I go now?devnote5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_C5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_A = False, 5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_C = False, 5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_B = False
2. : You can go when I'm through with you, little brat.devnote
18. : You've had your say, now clear off. Go back to the Upper City.devnote
10. : Why are you here, anyway?devnote
22. : I am a gentleman who may venture where he pleases - it is you who must mind where they go, and do not forget it!devnoteEnd
24. : There was a time when we'd have a pillory in the Wide, small enough even for street pups like you.devnote5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_B5253de0c-e315-3c22-1406-ab367862ed07_C
0. : Perhaps Lord Gortash will revive that grand tradition.devnote
25. : I won't do it again, I swear.devnote
15. : Don't you have nothing else to do but browbeat this boy?devnote
8. : And what do you propose? Just let him run amuck, no lesson heeded?devnote
16. : I doubt he has a father to discipline him - probably dead in an alley or drunk in a tavern.devnote
11. : No, he works. At the docks.devnote
23. : Oh, I'm sure. Gutting fish, is he? Or perhaps he works the street corner? Nothing would surprise me with your kind.devnote
1. : I don't care if the lad threw a bloody boulder at you - that's out of line!devnoteEnd