Nebe, the Wayfinder
We should get out of here.
Let's go.
*grunts* You have bested us. In the end, maybe our defeat was for the better. Things had started to spiral out of control. Laveris' condition was starting to worry me. I should have followed my heart. I made logical decisions. I knew what was at stake. But it seems even Laveris was not up to the task.
Oh? You don't seem as loyal anymore, but more talkative at least. Come with us to Hunter's Blind and talk things over.
*bows his head in shame* Yes. I will.
We'll figure something out.
Nevermind, I don't trust you.
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One hint?! Come on!
I am neither witch nor scribe and definitely not your informant.
That's all I'm gonna get?
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Not this again...
Greetings!
Huh?! I was expecting you to be a lot more... deranged... given how your friend over there was acting.
Fair point.
Not the talkative type, huh.
Actions speak louder than words.
Why did you betray the Arkovian Hunters?!
Betray them? I did no such thing. I left them behind.
Isn't that the same thing?
Not quite. I know the truth. And I know the Arkovian Hunters will only hinder us in dealing with the truth. As such, leaving was the only logical option.
So... what is this truth? Does it have to do with your master becoming a lunatic?

So... why are you working together with this lunatic?
Don't you dare call my master a lunatic! He is a genius! The nickname "Architect" is not to be taken lightly. Unfortunately, our plans require that my master stays sober. Due to the tragic events that have befallen our people, "sober" is not a pretty sight. But there is no other way. A tainted soul cannot... *frowns*
Tainted soul?
I got carried away. I might've already said too much.
Really?
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You're a stubborn one.
I give up on this conversation.
I give up on this conversation.
I give up on this conversation.
Can't what?

I give up on this conversation.
