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Quote[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Hm-
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Your name..?
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *a grimace, his mustache bristles, peering up at Keel*
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] ...Ebb... Eban.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *he regards him with no small trace of fear*
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Well-
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] Y'- Y'come t'butcher me like t'other two?
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] You accompanied Pyotr Ign-
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] I'm sorry. You're to be executed.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *he blinks a couple times, his crusty eyes flapping slowly*
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] ...that jus' ain't fair...
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Why?
thing t'object...
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I 'ardly even 'elped! Please, c'mon! I'm t'only one o' the bastards what were there who did a single thing t'object...
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] You aided in the slaughter of four-hundred gnomes.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] [He glances around]
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I didn't... I didn' realize we were tryin' to wake up t'appetite.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] [Sighs]
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] How old are you?
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I ain't a kid...
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I jus' don't wanna die in here like a fuckin' pig! Please! All I wanna do is kill t'chosen.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] [A shuddering sigh]
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I'm good at it! I can 'elp! I wanna make it better, dammit!
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *he gets on his knees, crawling toward the door* I'll fuckin' grovel!
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *he throws himself at the ground on the in side of the door*
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] Jus' gimme a break!
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] [He stares down at Eban, his expression invisible]
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I hate th'chosen! I hate 'em! Why th'hell would I 'elp wake up th'appetite if I knew?!
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Then why the hell did you aid in killing all of those gnomes?
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I was tellin' th'other guy... I just ain't th'best o' judgin', y'know? *he peers pitifully up at Keel*
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] I've read your statement. Private Uson felt that you expressed no remorse.
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] [Grunts.] This is another of the murderers?
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] That you understood what you were doing and you did it for a mere thousand coins.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I thought it was just merc-work, somethin' what ain't a big deal - and then it was--
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I was answerin' his questions!
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] If I didn't 'ave any fuckin' remorse I woulda ran when he asked me t'come here.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I sure as 'ell wouldn't o' walked in all peacelike.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Apparently you attacked him.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *his mouth drops open* I... I 'it 'im a couple times, yeah...
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] Bah, more lies!
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] [A sigh]
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] You almost had me. I was about to release you.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Now I realize that your words are only lies.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I ain't! I ain't lyin'!
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] I think that you are.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] [A sigh]
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] Same as others, my friend? [His tone is rather dull.]
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *he shifts up onto his knees, grabbing the bars,* What! Whattya want me to do!?
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Same as the others, Sergeant.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Take care of it, please..
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I just wanted t'make it better! I wanted t'come 'ere and--
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] [Snaps.] You start by thinking before you -MURDER-!
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *his mouth drops open at Antonov*
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] I've a few words for you, Mister Luralen.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Mayor Bresley wishes you to know that there is Sun enough for all in the next life.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Pray that you do not waste your next chance.
[core_efu] John Keel: [Talk] Sergeant, take his last words and record them.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] ...ain't fair... *he sniffs*
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] [Looks down at Eban.]
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] You have something to say?
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *his mouth works uselessly for a moment*
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *he peers up at Antonov a few moments longer, a sigh, he croaks* Don't let th'fuckin' chosen win. I'm beggin' y'.
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] You do wicked thing, I pray you find way to find another way in the land of spirits.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I wanna find another way 'ere!
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] It is too late for that!
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] Why!
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] How many you help to kill? Maybe three hundred, maybe more?
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] For what?
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I barely even got three arrows t'find purchase. *he sniffs*
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] The gold of creatures that will bury our city and our peoples?!
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] On your knee, please.
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] I was unconscious half th'damn fight...
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] Take a knee!
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *he gags a bit, going down on his knees, he clings to Antonov's leg*
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] [Kicks him away roughly.]
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] The spirits find mercy on your soul, you get none here.
[bordellokindofguy] Vladimir Antonov: [Talk] [Grunts, cleaving off his head.]
[TheThirdChild] Eban Luralen: [Talk] *dead eyes stare out uselessly from the bloody head*