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Synopsis:
Group AD between 3 prison guards
How to trigger:
statusapply INVISIBILITY -1
goto 60; 10; -731
6. : They named Gortash Archduke yet?WYR_WyrmRockPrison_State_FlorrickInCell = False, ce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_Ace3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_B
9. : Hells if I know. I've been stuck down here for what seems like a tenday.
16. : The sooner the better. If anyone can fix up this pigpen, it's him.
24. : We've already got the Council. What can Gortash do that they can't?
11. : Make a godsdamn decision, for starters. The Council talks 'til their jaws near fall off, but nothing ever gets done.
8. : Gortash? He's a man of action.End
7. : My old bracers went missing - the ones Oloril sold me.devnotece3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_Bce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_C
22. : There's a thieving rat in the barracks, I'm telling you. Unless you think my good helm grew legs and walked off.
20. : Don't be daft. You probably left 'em at Sharess' Caress after a slug of Hoots' latest hooch.
1. : Might be right. One sip and the world goes all fuzzy, like I'm dreaming - but awake.
30. : That's some godsdamned poetry right there.End
13. : What's the plan with the Grand Duke's counsellor?WYR_WyrmRockPrison_State_FlorrickInCell, ce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_Ace3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_B
4. : Sentenced to hang, last I knew.
2. : Hells. Gortash isn't pulling his punches.
10. : Why should he? She's a blasted traitor, no two ways about it. One of those Absolute cultists.
26. : Never saw it coming. Loyal to the city 'til the end, I figured.
0. : It's always the ones you least suspect.End
14. : Hear the news out of the foundry?ce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_A
18. : What? Toobin finally get crushed by a Watcher?
25. : Nah - heard they're making those metal beasts with four legs now 'stead of two.
12. : Damn. Two more legs for smashing? Would love to see that thing in action.End
21. : Old Man Otto's been muttering in his sleep. Something about a dragon sleeping under Wyrm's Rock.ce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_Cce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_B = False, ce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_A = False, ce3b61d8-8cfb-ca6c-75b2-6e20c3a6ae2e_C = False
28. : It's all that gruel he's been getting. He's hungrier than a farm ox after ploughing.
23. : Doesn't he have family who could look after him? The fellow's a few haystalks short of a stack.
5. : Had an uncle like that. Swore his outhouse was haunted.
19. : Turns out there was a ghost in there, for real. Local wizard had to get rid of it.
15. : So, what? You're saying there could really be a dragon down there?
17. : Hells if I know. Just saying that sometimes there's nothing stranger than truth.End
27. : You got any idea what we're supposed to do different what with Lord Gortash getting murdered?GLO_Gortash_State_WorldKnowsPermaDefeated
3. : Not a clue. Just keep doing what we were doing, I guess.
29. : I guess. With any luck, nobody upstairs will give us a thought for a full tenday. Maybe two. End