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[wildside]

'Tis most enraging indeed! And you wonder why those of us graced under your careful watch should see fit to complain and spout abuse!

I shall not be cast aside for some loose pirate wench. Not when I have already suffered the very same with loose elven assassins elsewhere. I am no ordinary woman, this much is true, but scorn me again and the Blight shall look tender and most gracious in comparison!

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[broods]

... you claim to be able to rival the Blight?

[wildside]

Oh, 'tis truly not as difficult to believe as one would imagine. There are many who would sooner face the Archdemon itself than confront a dark, hidden secret.

[broods]

And you would release that for being scorned?

[wildside]

If I may be so bold, I do whatever I wish!

[broods]

What an unexpected thing to hear from a mage. At least you do not attempt to pretend otherwise. [His tone is flat.]

[wildside]

'Tis a strange thing to hear from most, one should think, as I have gathered most are bound by a little thing called social etiquette. I, however, am not burdened by such small matters. I may not have had neighbors whilst living among trees, but I truly lived much freer.

[broods]

Perhaps you should have stayed among the trees.

[wildside]

So sayeth many- I find no offense in the suggestion, but it is truly a useless one. Should anyone be told to remain in their homes, tucked behind their mother's skirts like an infant?