Hi Andy,
I forgot to include the slightly altered .tra file to
the update. I'm not sure if you need to add the extra
lines to the other translations or whether WeiDU will
just read them from the english, but the new lines are
right at the bottom (separated by a few spaces).
Wendy
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http://au.docs.yahoo.com/promotions/messenger/ @5 Â Â = ~You have a big ugly nose! Nyahhh!!~
@6 Â Â = ~C'mere and I'll tell you a secret...~
@7 Â Â = ~MY MOMMY SAYS THAT YOU'RE STUPID!! And... AND YOU HAVE SMELLY FEET!!~
@8 Â Â = ~I'm so rich! I got ONE WHOLE GOLD COIN! Bet you don't! Nyah!!~
@9 Â Â = ~I didn't do nothing! Nothing at all! Go away!~
@10 Â = ~Oh mister! He's being mean to me! The big funny looking one!~
@11 Â = ~Oooh, don't come near me, you meanie!~
@12 Â = ~Don't let this mean <MANWOMAN> hurt me, mister! (whimper)~
@13 Â = ~I see you got your hamster back. Sorry for borrowing him, mister
(snicker).~
@14 Â = ~I'm not telling and you can't make me! Nyah!~
@15 Â = ~Unless- unless you give me- 50- no, 5000, no 50,000 gold! Yeah!!~
@16 Â = ~50,000 gold?! To a little punk like you? I'll squash you first!~
@17 Â = ~You must be out of your mind! I could buy 50,000 hamsters for that
money!~
@18 Â = ~I do not have that amount on me at present. Is there no way to reduce
the fee?~
@19 Â = ~Well you're not getting that smelly rat back then!~
@20 Â = ~Vivick, this is getting us nowhere. You seem to have some control over
this child. Make him talk.~
@21 Â = ~I'll let Minsc at you, kid!~
@22 Â = ~Don't hurt me! I'll tell you everything! I- I sold that little hamster
of yours to a funny man. I think his name was Smethy.~
@23 Â = ~You there, <MANWOMAN>! You'd betteren' explain why that oaf in your
party is picking on this poor childer!~
@24 Â = ~You'd better explain why you're guarding petty thieves!~
@25 Â = ~Picking on children? We were doing no such thing! This boy stole
something... precious to us. Well, precious to Minsc, at any rate.~
@26 Â = ~Get out of the way, I have a neck to wring!~
@27 Â = ~Okay okay, everyone calm down. I'll get Billy to tells you where your
rat is, if you'll give me good reason to do so.~
@28 Â = ~Trust me, you don't want Minsc to go beserk on you. It's not pretty,
unless you find dismemberment and your bloody death 'pretty'.~
@29 Â = ~I need give you no reason. You know it's the right thing to do.~
@30 Â = ~50 gold- will that do?~
@31 Â = ~Here's 500 gold. Now get the child talking.~
@32 Â = ~I cannot think of a reason at present.~
@33 Â = ~See this weapon? Do you want it buried in your head?~
@34 Â = ~Hmmm. There's something of the truth in your eyes. Go on, Billy, tell
'em where their squeakalot is. You can find some other rat somewhere to play
with.~
@35 Â = ~Ah, you are threatening old Vivick now? It's not a clever thing to do.~
@36 Â = ~Perhaps it's not clever, but it will be entertaining. Die, scum!~
@37 Â = ~Sorry. I don't know what came over me. Minsc's head wound must be
catching.~
@38 Â = ~Sure. Now what were we saying before? Yes... if you'll given me a good
reason, I'll get Billy to tells you your Boo's whereabouts.~
@39 Â = ~Hmmm. Something tells me that <PRO_HESHE>'s no mere gasbag, Billy, and
them muscles on that big 'un are something to contend with. Open your mouth and
tell <PRO_HIMHER> unless you want a good wallop.~
@40 Â = ~Now that be a good reason! Billy, open your yapper.~
@41 Â = ~You're injured? Well heal up quickly, then! I won't have my fellas
saying I don't fight fair. Come back when you're ready to go.~
@42 Â = ~Look, get your man healed first, then come back and we'll fight, eh?~
@43 Â = ~I would like to stand in for Minsc instead.~
@44 Â = ~<CHARNAME> will stand in for Minsc instead.~
@45 Â = ~Certainly.~
@46 Â = ~Look, get yourself healed first, then come back and we'll fight, eh?~
@47 Â = ~Minsc will fight instead.~
@48 Â = ~Hmm, no gold on you, eh? Well I likes a good fight anyways. What say
you?~
@49 Â = ~I say - go for the eyes, Minsc!~
@50 Â = ~I will stand in for Minsc.~
@51 Â = ~<CHARNAME> will stand in for Minsc.~
@52 Â = ~Not just yet.~
@53 Â = ~Back for more? And you've got no gold on you, eh? Well I likes a good
fight anyways. What say you?~
@54 Â = ~Not quite yet.~
@55 Â = ~I am ready.~
@56 Â = ~<CHARNAME> is ready.~
@57 Â = ~Right, your man looks all healed up. Let's go!~
@58 Â = ~Right. Go for the eyes, Minsc!~
@59 Â = ~So you're ready to fight now? Let's go!~
@60 Â = ~Then let's get into it! We'll go over there against the wall, eh? No
use hitting anybody else by accident.~
@61 Â = ~Ahh, 50 gold, if you please. Pleasure fighting with you, 'specially as
it gives me more gold for ale! I'm shouting tonight, boys!~
@62 Â = ~As for you, comes on back for a rematch once you've healed up.~
@63 Â = ~Ahh well, you've lost but at least you ain't dead. Pleasure fighting
with you, 'specially as it makes me look the goods in front of the boys!~
@64 Â = ~You.. you attack old Smethy? But why?!~
@65 Â = ~Billy brought you in here... it's about that hamster, isn't it?~
@66 Â = ~Never should have bought the critter from him. Didn't get much gold
from him anyway. I suppose you'll be wanting to know where he is? No, don't
glare at me like that.~
@67 Â = ~Look, I sold him to a girl named Eleanya, right? From the Government
District. A fancy toff, said she would take the hamster for a swim. Who was I to
disagree? That's all I know, I swear!~
@68 Â = ~I.. I think it's time you left.~
@69 Â = ~Where oh where has my little Boo gone?
The little boy who stole Boo has led us to the strange store of a halfling by
the name of Smethy, or as he revealed to us, Smethyethyldiethylether, the
Magnificent. We appear to have arrived just a moment too late and Boo has been
sold to a noblewoman called Eleanya. We are to find Eleanya in the Government
District where she has been teaching Boo to swim. Something tells me that should
not delay too long in this quest...~
@70 Â = ~Well, I don't blame him for leaving. Nasty thing to do to a friend.~
@71 Â = ~I seem to recall *you* playing an instrumental part in this.~
@72 Â = ~Nasty, eh? Do you want to see how nasty I can get, halfling? See my
weapon? It's got your name written on it. In *your* blood.~
@73 Â = ~Ah, but you see, I've already sol-~
@74 Â = ~200 gold. Take it or leave it.~
@75 Â = ~You've already sold him? Oh no!~
@76 Â = ~200 gold,eh?~
@77 Â = ~For 200 gold, I believe that Boo is right in this cage over here. I'll
just get him out for you, <SIRMAAM>.~
@78 Â = ~No need to get nasty on me! Let me think...~
@79 Â = ~Well, 50 gold is alot for a young woman to be carrying. My guess is she
comes from those fancy houses in the near Government Park. You should try
looking there.~
@80 Â = ~Thank you for your help.~
@81 Â = ~Well, we should go to the Government District then. Send us there, will
you?~
@82 Â = ~Thanks for the info, midget! Now I'll be squishing you!~
@83 Â = ~No problem. Good luck finding your hamster, <SIRMAAM>.~
@84 Â = ~Where oh where has my little Boo gone?
The little boy who stole Boo has led us to the strange store of a curious
halfling by the name of Smethy. We appear to have arrived just a moment too late
and Boo has been sold to a noblewoman called Eleanya. We are to find Eleanya in
the Government District where she has been teaching Boo to swim. Something tells
me that should not delay too long in this quest...~
@85 Â = ~You're- you're attacking me? Little old Smethy?! Hel-~
@86 Â = ~Help me! Oh gods, these animals won't be able to help me! Aieeee!!~
@87 Â = ~I know! I'll just magic you out!! Yes, I am no mild-mannered pet store
attendant! I am actually an arch-mage...~
@88 Â = ~I am Smethyethyldiethylether, the Magnificent! People said I should've
been an alchemist, but well- you can't pat a potion, can you?~
@89 Â = ~Butaneno... hexanona... isopropylenanonn...~
@90 Â = ~You will not see me again. Goodbye, foolish one- and be glad that I'm
setting you free.~
@91 Â = ~True enough, but blaming me doesn't help you get your friend back, does
it? Now, are you going to buy an animal companion or not?~
@92 Â = ~Sure, let me have a look at your hares- I mean, wares.~
@93 Â = ~Just let us out of here, would you?~
@94 Â = ~Hmm, on second thoughts, one who'd betray a friend would likely betray
their furry, finned or feathered buddies. I think you should just leave.~
@95 Â = ~I'm willing to pay you plenty!~
@96 Â = ~I'm tired of talking to you. Die, little man! I'll loot your store
*after* you're gone.~
@97 Â = ~Just take us to the exit, would you?~
@98 Â = ~But *I'm* not willing to let a grubby backstabber like you near my
stock. They have *some* dignity you know.~
@99 Â = ~Yes yes, save your lectures for somebody who cares for our opinion.
Just take us to the exit, would you?~
@100 Â = ~Off you go, then. Hope your friend is well rid of you.~
@101 Â = ~Open... petsmany... (mutter mutter)... dooba!~
@102 Â = ~Where oh where has my little Boo gone?
A minor error on my part has led to the departure of our great ranger friend
Minsc. I attempted to trick him with a false hamster, but he saw through my ruse
with astonishing acuity. He has left to find Boo and I can only hope that we
shall meet again...~
@103 Â = ~(Snort!) Can I not admire a fountain without being poked by commoners
such as yourself? Look at my robe. Soiled! I shall have to find my launderess.~
@104 Â = ~Do NOT touch me, beggar, lest I be forced to bathe!~
@105 Â = ~Away with you! These robes must be hand-washed and my launderess has a
tendency to get shirty.~
@106 Â = ~And as for you...~
@107 Â = ~There! Pure harmony in the magical stakes, if I may say so myself.~
@108 Â = ~Looks like you hit Minsc with your second last spell.~
@109 Â = ~Great show. Not.~
@110 Â = ~My thanks to you, lady De'Lyl. Might a poor <RACE> beg a parting kiss?~
@111 Â = ~My thanks to you, lady De'Lyl.~
@112 Â = ~I suppose I was expecting too much in assuming that a commoner would
appreciate my artistry. Very well! We shall part in mutual disrespect,
unjustified as it may seem.~
@113 Â = ~Well, you did hit Minsc with your second last spell.~
@114 Â = ~Apologies and my thanks to you, lady De'Lyl. Might a poor <RACE> beg a
parting kiss?~
@115 Â = ~Apologies, and my thanks to you, lady De'Lyl.~
@116 Â = ~'Poor' is the word for it. You might be intelligent.. and rather
charming, but Father would dislike it if I came come crawling with disease.~
@117 Â = ~It was nothing! Merely a small flex of my considerable magic muscle!~
@118 Â = ~Although your magic muscle could use some aim... I distinctly saw that
you hit Minsc, not Boo, with your spell.~
@119 Â = ~Whatever you say. You missed Boo with that last spell, by the way.~
@120 Â = ~Consider my 'gift' to your ranger friend a gift enough.~
@121 Â = ~A gift to Minsc? What did you do to him?! You were meant to be casting
on Boo!~
@122 Â = ~Hold on. You were casting the spell on Boo, weren't you? What's this
about 'gifting' Minsc?~
@123 Â = ~You insult a member of the De'Lyl family? One supremely blessed in
magics?~
@124 Â = ~You forgot 'supremely blessed in arrogance and idiocy' as well. Hand
over the hamster, madam, or you die. Is that simple enough for you?~
@125 Â = ~Calm down. I only want to know what you're doing with the hamster.~
@126 Â = ~Calm down lady. What are you doing with the hamster anyway?~
@127 Â = ~But the hamster is the property of Minsc here.~
@128 Â = ~I do not want to come to blows, but we will have to fight if you
continue to withhold Boo from his rightful owner!~
@129 Â = ~What-~
@130 Â = ~What is the meaning of this?! Can I not take my hamster for a swim
without having to contend with overdressed adventurers crashing about?~
@131 Â = ~I'm interested in knowing why you are taking the hamster for a swim.~
@132 Â = ~I need to ask- why are you taking the hamster for a swim?~
@133 Â = ~Hand over the hamster, madam, and nobody gets hurt.~
@134 Â = ~No you may not. Change your tone quickly or else I'll crash YOU about.~
@135 Â = ~And upon whose authority do you threaten me? No, wait, I do not care.
Leave at once, else I call in my guards to dispose of you.~
@136 Â = ~Looks like we've run into another poncy noble needing a sore kick to
the behind. I'll start, Minsc, you can follow.~
@137 Â = ~There is no need for you to call in the guards. Just give us the
hamster and we'll leave you in peace.~
@138 Â = ~Sorry, madam, but you are holding a hamster that rightfully belongs to
my friend here. It would be best if you would return it.~
@139 Â = ~Don't be so hasty. I'd like to ask what you're doing with this hamster
first.~
@140 Â = ~I'd like to ask what you're doing with this hamster first.~
@141 Â = ~This hamster is yours? Hardly likely. I bought him with my own money.
I've also invested quite abit of magic in him, so he is more mine than ever
before. Aren't you, Pootles?~
@142 Â = ~You've invested magic in him? What are you doing with him anyway?~
@143 Â = ~I have no time for this verbal sparring. Will you give me the hamster,
or will I have to fight you for it? It's your choice.~
@144 Â = ~(Pootles?!) Lady, I'm serious, give me the hamster or else I'll kill
you.~
@145 Â = ~Right. You named the hamster Pootles. Just for that, you're going to
die.~
@146 Â = ~You want to threaten me? A member of the De'Lyl family, supremely
blessed in magics?~
@147 Â = ~I'll not only threaten you, I'll kill you. Right now, in fact.~
@148 Â = ~Threats bore me. Either act on them and face the might of the De'Lyl
guardsmen, or get gone from my sight.~
@149 Â = ~Then call on your guards now! The more blood the better!~
@150 Â = ~Then we are at an impasse. I'm not leaving but I do not wish to fight
you for Boo.~
@151 Â = ~Fie on you! I'll have to teach you a lesson...~
@152 Â = ~You insult the De'Lyls in such a way? We have no want for gold! And the
amount you offer is a pittance besides!~
@153 Â = ~Is there no way you will return the hamster to us? I do not want to beg
you, but I will if need be.~
@154 Â = ~I will add injury to my insult in a moment! Give me the hamster.~
@155 Â = ~I tire of this prattle. Give me the hamster, or your life is forfeit.~
@156 Â = ~(Snort!) Don't try to second-guess me, <MANWOMAN>. I'd prefer a battle
of wits over a flea-bitten hamster anyday. Yes, even one with my magic in him. I
can just buy another one.~
@157 Â = ~And haven't I told you that I am rather powerful? Â It won't take me
above an hour to spell up a new hamster.~
@158 Â = ~Say, if you're that powerful, how would you like to join with us? I'm
hunting a mage named Irenicus...~
@159 Â = ~All right. I suppose if it benefits me, I will not question your
reasoning. Ask your questions.~
@160 Â = ~I'm not going to play your idiot games. You obviously don't want to
give up the hamster, so we'll just take it off your dead body.~
@161 Â = ~Hmmm... it need not come to that. I see this hamster- Boo, is it? - is
of some great importance to your friend... Hmph. Pootles is a much better name.
(Sniff!)~
@162 Â = ~Well, the De'Lyl family is not without its charitable inclinations. I
will ask you three questions. If you answer them to my satisfaction, your friend
may have his hamster back. If not, then I keep 'Boo' and will hear no more from
you.~
@163 Â = ~Those are my terms. Now do you agree, or do we battle to the death this
day?~
@164 Â = ~I agree to your terms.~
@165 Â = ~And what's the catch? What do you want from us if we answer
incorrectly?~
@166 Â = ~A red stone... ugh. Not what I would have picked to go with a dark blue
dress, but if I must be a pioneer in risqué fashion, so I must.~
@167 Â = ~Of course, this means I don't have to carry around all these other
rocks... they merely weigh me down. I don't suppose you want them?~
@168 Â = ~You may do with them what you will. Clunky things, most of them.~
@169 Â = ~A diamond... (yawn). I suppose you also want me to wear gold pantaloons
beneath my dress, as those were also from the last season.~
@170 Â = ~But if anyone can carry out a retrospective, a De'Lyl can. I will wear
a diamond tonight. This of course means that I don't have to carry around all
these other rocks... they merely weigh me down. I don't suppose you want them?~
@171 Â = ~A pearl... why don't you ask me to become a fishwife and shell the
oyster as well? Pearls are beneath my standing.~
@172 Â = ~Although they do create rather a stunning contrast with my skin. And if
it means I don't have to carry around all these other rocks... then so be it. I
don't suppose you want them?~
@173 Â = ~An ioun... yes, that will make me look rather fetching. Plus you can
never be too sure what mischief the guests are planning by way of enchantment
spells and the like. I will wear an ioun tonight.~
@174 Â = ~An emerald... yes, an emerald would rather enhance the colour of my
eyes- how good of you to notice! An emerald will do very well.~
@175 Â = ~A sapphire... yes, it will set off my dress. Have you noticed it is of
the latest cut? And the colour is quite unique.~
@176 Â = ~Your friend is insightful indeed. A Laeral's Tear, though perhaps a
little on the tawdry side, truly embodies my nature. How perfect. Beautiful,
unassuming, yet intrinsically magical.~
@177 Â = ~I suppose it means that I don't have to carry around all these other
rocks. They merely weigh me down. Do with them what you will.~
@178 Â = ~Wrong. The answer was a cabbage. Even I knew that, and I've never eaten
something so plain as cabbage!~
@179 Â = ~One more chance for you.~
@180 Â = ~I tire of this riddle business and so, I suspect, do you.~
@181 Â = ~I gladly return 'Boo' to you (Pootles suits him much better, I dare
say). He keeps stealing my crackers.~
@182 Â = ~You are not such a bad creature yourself. Your answers to my riddles
were... tolerable, I suppose. Then again, not everybody has had my education.~
@183 Â = ~Here, take this plaything. The little hamster took a shine to it, and I
hate to see friends parted. As for yourself, all you need now, is thorough
training in etiquette and perhaps a long bath. Then you might even be fit to act
as a De'Lyl guardsman or housekeeper- a compliment indeed.~
@184 Â = ~But do not aim too high, either. It is not good to overstep oneself.~
@185 Â = ~You are not such a bad creature yourself, though some of your answers
to my questions were... appalling to say the least. But I suppose not everybody
has had my education.~
@186 Â = ~In fact, I wonder how 'Boo' should fare in the hands of somebody
blessed with as little intelligence as yourself. It is no matter. I wash my
hands of him. Quite literally. You, sir, really need to toilet train this
hamster.~
@187 Â = ~Good day.~
@188 Â = ~I shall not return Boo to you. He would be unsafe in the hands of an
imbecile such as yourself. Your answers to my questions were quite frankly,
appalling.~
@189 Â = ~You have wasted enough of my time. Good day.~
@190 Â = ~The De'Lyls are not too proud to admit their mistakes. I was mistaken
about you. Perhaps it is the sad state of your clothing that misled me.~
@191 Â = ~But you have proven yourself worthy of my notice. Here, I shall even
compete my spell on Poot- nay, 'Boo', for you. Be grateful for this
opportunity... it is not everyday that you shall spy a talent such as mine.~
@192 Â = ~Who is so evil that he would take Boo from his Minsc?!~
@193 Â = ~You! It was you, little man, who has taken my Boo away! I have seen how
your beady eyes stare at him with longing!~
@194 Â = ~What can I say? I was hungry.~
@195 Â = ~So the terrible gnome admits his guilt!~
@196 Â = ~Oh, no no no. I didn't take the poor guy, Minscy. Although now I wish I
had. That's quite the shade of purple you have, there.~
@197 Â = ~It was you, dwarf! I know of you and your eeeeeevil ways! Return my Boo
at once or justice shall be planted firmly on your teeny skull!~
@198 Â = ~Hmph. Are ye sure ye just didn't roll over the wee vermin in yer sleep,
ye blasted oaf?~
@199 Â = ~Vile lies! Vile, terrible...and with disturbing imagery, too...lies!~
@200 Â = ~It was you, actor! You have taken my Boo!~
@201 Â = ~That's quite an imagination you have, my angry titmouse. What would I
do with your little companion?~
@202 Â = ~Minsc knows! You cannot lie! Minsc knows of your lurid ways!~
@203 Â = ~Hmmm...was I talking in my sleep again?~
@204 Â = ~YOU have done this, you evil, despicable red wizard! You were not
content with taunting Dynaheir and now you take Boo from me as well!~
@205 Â = ~The thought has crossed my mind that the addition of a little hamster
fur to my robe would make its charms quite complete. Nothing tasteless, just
enough to accentuate my perfect features. (Conjuring might be my specialty, but
Enchanter would be a fitting description as well.)~
@206 Â = ~You - you have added Boo's WHAT to your robe?!~
@207 Â = ~Calm yourself, great gorilla, no hamster fur decorates these robes.
(Ermine is eminently more suitable for a wizard of my standing.) I decided that
the inevitable fleabites were not worth the effect. (Not to mention ringworm. It
would explain that ridiculous circle on the great oaf's head, at any rate.)~
@208 Â = ~Cou- could YOU have done this, pretty lady? Perhaps this is your joke
on Minsc, but it is too much to bear!~
@209 Â = ~Be glad that I haven't burnt you to a cinder for calling me 'pretty',
you gorilla-brained son of a monkey. I wouldn't touch your hamster if it was the
last rodent in Faerun!~
@210 Â = ~I am sorry, dear lady, I have brought a tear to your eye. Please, Minsc
will give you a great heroic hug and make you all better!~
@211 Â = ~Unhand me at once, you banana-breathed freak of a- a- (Am I pouting?
Gods, I think I am pouting.)~
@212 Â = ~There, see? Minsc has made it all better. Ooh, you are nearly as red as
your robe! But I am forgetting myself. And Boo! Oh Boo, where are you? Who has
taken you? It was... it was...~
@213 Â = ~It was you, <CHARNAME>! All this time you have been envying Minsc of
his rapport with great Boo! You wish the title of Great Hero all for yourself!~
@214 Â = ~You have *got* to be kidding.~
@215 Â = ~Yes, yes, it was me all along. Listen to my gleeful laughter.~
@216 Â = ~Minsc...Minsc breaths! A miracle this is!~
@217 Â = ~That it is, Minsc. Â Do not waste it, for life anew is not a right, but
a privilege granted. Â I need not tell you to rededicate your life to fighting
the good fight. Â I imagine there is little else you would choose to do.~
@218 Â = ~Besides the quest to find little Boo! This new life will grant me the
strength to do so! Beware evil, Minsc lives!!~
@219 Â = ~I do not understand. Â It is not as though the scoundrel will be missed,
but where has Edwin gone and who is this woman that wears his clothes?~
@220 Â = ~I will not be scrutinized in this way! Â Mind your own concerns, you
stone-headed oaf!~
@221 Â = ~Such a temperament! Â Fire in her belly and not afraid to spit in an
eye! Â It reminds me of the fighting women of my homeland! Â If only little Boo
were here to admire you as well. Â Ah sweet lady, you bring me tears.~
@222 Â = ~Tears indeed! Â Stand away lest I bring you a fireball as well! Â (Such
suffering I must endure! Â The pain behind my eyes does grow steadily!)~
@223 Â = ~What!? Â Why do you stare at me so, barbarian?!~
@224 Â = ~You bear handsome features, though they are familiar, too. Â Edwin's
sister perhaps? Â You are his superior in your manner though.~
@225 Â = ~I AM Edwin, you lumbering fool! Â Can you not comprehend this?!~
@226 Â = ~I don't do well with the philosophical. You are Edwin? Ah, like Minsc
is Boo and Boo is Minsc because we carry each other within. Â Do you like
hamsters? Â I think Boo would like you. If he were here, he would surely be
blushing, pretty lady!~
@227 Â = ~In fact... Minsc will recite a poem to you, yes?~
@228 Â = ~Nooo, please, noooo!!~
@229 Â = ~Oh do not protest so. Minsc does not mind- Boo would want him to do
this.~
@230 Â = ~Lady in red, most fiery and fair,~
@231 Â = ~You have Edwin's nose and some of his hair...~
@232 Â = ~Though your temper is large and your anger quite free,~
@233 Â = ~You look so much better in his robes than does he!~
@234 Â = ~What do you think, pretty lady? Would Minsc make a heroic bard as well
as heroic ranger?~
@235 Â = ~(I will kill ALL of them. Â Slowly. Â With...with HOT...pokey things
and...and coals and...and prods. Â Yessssss, prods. Â Many, many prods.)~
@236 Â = ~Someone must know... Someone must have seen! We must track down Boo's
trail even if we must inspect every hamster dropping in this great city!~
@237 Â = ~Uhhh... Minsc, I don't think that's a hamster dropping...~
@238 Â = ~No, Minsc! Don't touch that! It's not a hamster dropping!~
@239 Â = ~You are right Aerie. My eyes are not seeing as well as they should be.
It... it is the dim light (sniff).~
@240 Â = ~Looks like broad daylight to me.~
@241 Â = ~Oh hush, Jan.~
@242 Â = ~Minsc, you can wipe your eyes on my sleeve if- if you want to.~
@243 Â = ~NO!! I am not crying! Great heroes and rangers do not shed tears,
except maybe when faced with very strong onions! I must be allergic to fish! Or
pirates!!~
@244 Â = ~Well that's a new one. Which part? The hook? The scimitar?~
@245 Â = ~You are rude, little gnome! Perhaps I am allergic to YOU!! I will blow
my nose on your villainy and boot you back to your tiny house where you will
tease Minsc no longer!!~
@246 Â = ~Well, just make sure I don't land in my turnip patch. Nothing worse
than the waste of a good turnip... except for spilled turnip stew. The thought
of that brings a tear to my eye, it does... Aerie, come over here, would you? ~
@247 Â = ~Wh-what are you doing Jan? Are you trying to blow your nose on my
sleeve?! Ick! Get away!!~
@248 Â = ~Ah, you're cruel to an old gnome, Aerie.~
@249 Â = ~Don't be interrupting me. I'm thinking.~
@250 Â = ~Har! You a thinker now, Delag? Such a sight would make your momma proud
if you weren't lyin'.~
@251 Â = ~Not lying, but NOW I'm thinking of bashing your skull in. Or tying a
knot in your tongue.~
@252 Â = ~Quiet, you lot! We'll be throwned out soonish if you keep that rabble
up!~
@253 Â = ~These nobs do have it good. 'Tis cosy warm up on the second level. If
the tavern master don't lock his doors, that's his problem.~
@254 Â = ~Warm you may be, Eforf, but I'd prefer if the tavern master didn't lock
his barrels.~
@255 Â = ~Ah, you'd be right, Sten. A good ale would warm me up as quick.~
@256 Â = ~An ale would be nice. Why're we up on the poncy level again?~
@257 Â = ~I don't rightly know.~
@258 Â = ~We took us a wrong turn at the stairs, Delag thinks.~
@259 Â = ~Cursed 'down' and 'up'! Which was which again?~
@260 Â = ~Ah, is warm at any rate, and the knockers on the nobles is well worth
seein', I reckon.~
@261 Â = ~So... whaten reason are you poken Vivick, eh?~
@262 Â = ~You should give him a right clout, Delag thinks.~
@263 Â = ~Naww, relax, Vivick, an' clout Delag instead.~
@264 Â = ~I'll clout YOU, you rascal!~
@265 Â = ~Oi! I clout who I want! Quiet, you.~
@266 Â = ~All right! All right! That's enough! A good fight and you've beaten me
fairs enough.~
@267 Â = ~Billy, open that hole in your head and tells these people here what's
happened to their shrew, likes.~
@268 Â = ~Shrew? No, Boo is a hamster!~
@269 Â = ~Billy?~
@270 Â = ~The practise of magic without a- ~
@271 Â = ~Wait, it is Lady De'Lyl, is it not?~
@272 Â = ~Yes, it is. Uh oh.~
@273 Â = ~I PAID for my license a month ago! Don't you wizards keep records of
such things?~
@274 Â = ~We do, Lady De'Lyl. Do forgive us.~
@275 Â = ~Yes, we humbly beg pardon.~
@276 Â = ~I will this time. Just don't let it happen again. And now, if you'll
excuse me, I'm just about to remove these troublemakers from this district for
you.~
@277 Â = ~Or did you want to stay around and watch the show?~
@278 Â = ~Oh no! We will leave you to your work. And if I may say so, your magic
is coming along nicely.~
@279 Â = ~And greetings to Lord De'Lyl.~
@280 Â = ~Sorry again for interrupting you, Lady De'Lyl.~
@281 Â = ~It is a good thing we kept watch on this little corner of Athkatla.~
@282 Â = ~Indeed.~
@283 Â = ~You've accomplished a great task in ridding this district of Eleanya
De'Lyl.~
@284 Â = ~We cannot thank you enough. She has been quite the little pest.~
@285 Â = ~Quite.~
@286 Â = ~How can we reward you for your efforts?~
@287 Â = ~Do not take anything that these wizards offer. Any reward they grant
must be loaded with hidden agenda.~
@288 Â = ~Silence, dog!~
@289 Â = ~Hmm. Dog you may be, yet you look familiar somehow. No, it must be a
trick the light plays on me. Ah, slink away then.~
@290 Â = ~Hmm. You have purchased a license to practise magic in the city, have
you not?~
@291 Â = ~That is correct.~
@292 Â = ~It is no business of yours.~
@293 Â = ~Do you know anything about a mage named Irenicus?~
@294 Â = ~You or other members of your organisation have captured Imoen. Where is
she?~
@295 Â = ~I care not. Leave at once.~
@296 Â = ~Hmm. You, <SIRMAAM>, do not currently possess a license to practise
magic in the city, do you?~
@297 Â = ~And the license was purchased at the cost of 1000 gold?~
@298 Â = ~It was 10,000 gold, actually.~
@299 Â = ~It was 5000 gold, actually.~
@300 Â = ~10,000 gold? No wonder you look so ragged. We must have a word with
Corneil about this.~
@301 Â = ~In the meantime, we will tide you over with... 1000 gold? Will that
do?~
@302 Â = ~It will do nicely.~
@303 Â = ~Here you are. Don't spend it all at once. Though if you must, try
visiting a goodshouse instead of an alehouse, would you?~
@304 Â = ~Farewell.~
@305 Â = ~Yes, just as I had thought. *1000* gold.~
@306 Â = ~A tidy sum. Corneil's prices are well within reason.~
@307 Â = ~We should perhaps inform Corneil of the situation...~
@308 Â = ~Just as a token of our appreciation. Expect no more from us.~
@309 Â = ~But be warned- use your magic unwisely and the license will be taken
from you. Good day to you.~
@310 Â = ~That is not what we are here to discuss.~
@311 Â = ~Do you, or do you not possess a license to practise magic in the city?~
@312 Â = ~I do not.~
@313 Â = ~Have you purchased a magic license?~
@314 Â = ~I have.~
@315 Â = ~If that is your will. Good day.~
@316 Â = ~If that is the way you must have it. It is no wonder that deviants run
through the streets when the general populace is so... unpleasant.~
@317 Â = ~While I'm no great fan of childers, 'specially filthy ones like that
one, I can't let you attack an innocent boy! Leave now or me and me mates will
be fighting you proper! Teach you some manners, we will!~
@318 Â = ~Yah, don't think we won't!~
@319 Â = ~Yeh, you tell 'em, Vivick.~
@320 Â = ~Attacking chillun, you should be ashamed, Delag says.~
@321 Â = ~That child is no innocent! He stole something very important to us.~
@322 Â = ~Well we're not leaving, so I guess your life is over!~
@323 Â = ~I warned you! Fellas, get ready for a brawl!~
@324 Â = ~Now THIS'll warm me up good!~
@325 Â = ~Make this quick m'lads, there's barrels waitin' for us downstairs!~
@326 Â = ~Make this quick m'lads, there's knockers waitin' to be seen!~
@327 Â = ~Och, Delag just wanted to be thinking, without you lot barging in!~
@328 Â = ~No more talking, lads! Swords up!~
@329 Â = ~Now what's this about thieving? We won't be harbourin' crims, eh, boy?
Explain yourself!~
@330 Â = ~I.. uh-~
@331 Â = ~Someone set us straight here! You, <MANWOMAN>- why were you chasing
this boy?~
@332 Â = ~I'd like to hear this boy admit to his crime!~
@333 Â = ~Minsc? Would you like to explain?~
@334 Â = ~Our- uh- hamster was stolen. A hamster named Boo.~
@335 Â = ~I'm not admitting to no crime! The big man had a funny looking rat with
him. It was sad and all squashed-looking, so I took it!~
@336 Â = ~Boo is NEVER sad to be with his Minsc! And Boo is a hamster and not at
all squashed looking! In fact, he is so rotund that he causes squirrels
everywhere to feel great envy.~
@337 Â = ~Your HAMSTER was stolen? *That's* what this is about?! Some hamster
named Boo?!~
@338 Â = ~Hey Vivick, perhaps they're worried he'll have a *furry* hard time away
from his owner!~
@339 Â = ~(Snigger)~
@340 Â = ~Harhar!! Â It mouse be hard keeping a hamster that rodent stay at home!~
@341 Â = ~Haha!~
@342 Â = ~(snicker) It brings a tear to my eye! In fact Delag will cry now! BOO
hoo!!~
@343 Â = ~That's enough, fellas! Have some sensitivities, eh? Not one more
(snigger) SQUEAK out of you lot!~
@344 Â = ~HAHAHAA!!~
@345 Â = ~HOHOOHOOHOO!!~
@346 Â = ~HEHEHEHEEEHEEE!!~
@347 Â = ~You... you all dare LAUGH at Minsc's plight?!!~
@348 Â = ~RRAAARRR-~
@349 Â = ~RRAARRRRGG-~
@350 Â = ~RRAAARRRGGHHHH!! FEEL the anger of Minsc as it boils through his
veins!! SEE the great beserker rage build up in Minsc's eyes!!~
@351 Â = ~TASTE the steely blade of justice poking into your eeevil laughter!!!
Gather your swords!! Minsc and his great buttkicking friend <CHARNAME> will cut
down every one of your stinking smirks with heroic might!! RRAAARRRRGHHHH!!!~
@352 Â = ~BUTTKICKING FOR-~
@353 Â = ~Calm yourself, Minsc! We do not want to shed blood needlessly.~
@354 Â = ~That's enough Minsc! Killing them won't help you find Boo.~
@355 Â = ~Go on Minsc! Boo would be proud of your actions.~
@356 Â = ~Well, tell you what- I'm getting bored in the brainhole up here. Give
us a decent fight and if you winnen, then I make Billy talk. If you lose, then
you'll have given me entertainment anyway. What say you?~
@357 Â = ~Yes! Minsc will fight as he has never fought before! Boo is on the
line!!~
@358 Â = ~Wait Minsc! Will you allow your great heroic friend to take your place
in defending Boo's honour?~
@359 Â = ~Good luck, Minsc.~
@360 Â = ~A decent fight, eh? I'll give you one right now! Die, fool!~
@361 Â = ~50 gold, eh? Tell you what- I'm getting bored in the brainhole up here.
Give us a decent fight and use your gold for wageren'. Win and I'll get Billy to
ope' his mouth for you. Lose and I'll be a richer man. What say you?~
@362 Â = ~Are you sure about this Vivick? That ain't your rat. Hells, that kid
ain't even your kid!~
@363 Â = ~Yes lad. I'm bored to me bone up here.~
@364 Â = ~If you gotta do some fightin', don't scare off the noble ladies,
Vivick, is all I'm askin'.~
@365 Â = ~(Sigh.)~
@366 Â = ~What do you say? A fight, friendly like?~
@367 Â = ~<CHARNAME> would do such a thing for Boo? Truly, you are the greatest
of heroes! Tales will be told of the day that Boo's great non-hamster friend
came in to save his little furry behind!~
@368 Â = ~I will let Boo know of this when we rescue him. Many grateful hamster
kisses will be bestowed, of this Minsc is quite sure!~
@369 Â = ~I'll take 50 gold if I win, then. Remember, we're going friendly here,
not to the deaths, right?~
@370 Â = ~You'll have to let Minsc heal up first. It won't be fair otherwise.~
@371 Â = ~I'll have to heal up first. It won't be a fair fight otherwise.~
@372 Â = ~Right you are! Go for the eyes, Minsc!~
@373 Â = ~Certainly. I'm ready.~
@374 Â = ~We'll come back later, when we're ready.~
@375 Â = ~I'll come back later, when I'm ready.~
@376 Â = ~I'd prefer to the death. Right now, if you please.~
@377 Â = ~Sure, sure. Just don't take too long else I fallen' asleep.~
@378 Â = ~It will bring tears to the eyes of hamsters and heroes everywhere to
see how hard Minsc hits this man! For Boo! And justice! Though more for Boo than
justice!~
@379 Â = ~Uh.. sure. I'll take 50 gold if I win, then. Remember, we're going
friendly here, not to the deaths, right?~
@380 Â = ~We're not ready yet. We'll come back later.~
@381 Â = ~YOU'RE MEAN TOO, MISTER!!~
@382 Â = ~Good you recognisen that. I WILL wallop you a good one if you don't
tell what's happened to this fella's mouse.~
@383 Â = ~HAMSTER!~
@384 Â = ~Whatever.~
@385 Â = ~You would not be saying that, nasty man, if you could feel Boo's
wrathful gaze centred on your chest!~
@386 Â = ~Be more like centred on me ankles, I'd say. Stop interrupting, less you
don't wanten' your gerbil back.~
@387 Â = ~(Is it so hard to remember that Boo is a GIANT SPACE HAMSTER?!)~
@388 Â = ~(The last straw! This ridiculous oaf is now parroting me! But perhaps
it is a sign of hero worship on his part. Yes, that must be it.)~
@389 Â = ~Well, Billy?~
@390 Â = ~Oh, all right. I- I sold that little hamster of yours to a funny
halfling man. I think his name was Smethy.~
@391 Â = ~You SOLD Boo?! To a funny halfling man?!~
@392 Â = ~Boo is a heroic space hamster! He CANNOT be sold! But you have done it,
little boy! Such villainy in so small a package, it makes Minsc quite pale with
horror!~
@393 Â = ~Evil seller-of-Boo, prepare to feel the justice of my boot as it
connects with your backside, no matter how small you may be!~
@394 Â = ~Eek! Don't hurt me, mister! I'll take you to Smethy! He'll give your
hamster back to you!~
@395 Â = ~Yes, I will hold off my boot until Boo is back safely in my hands. But
I will be watching you, little boy! Do not think that you can run away again!~
@396 Â = ~O- of course not, mister. Follow me.~
@397 Â = ~If it isn't little Billy again! Got any more fabulous animals for me,
little one? Only the cleverest ones, mind!~
@398 Â = ~Yeah! I got two monkeys for ya!~
@399 Â = ~Yeah! I got three monkeys for ya!~
@400 Â = ~Yeah! I got four monkeys for ya!~
@401 Â = ~Yeah! I got five monkeys for ya!~
@402 Â = ~Yeah! I got six monkeys for ya!~
@403 Â = ~That- that is *my* line!~
@404 Â = ~Bye mister!~
@405 Â = ~Insolent bratling!~
@406 Â = ~Ah, that child has yet to learn some manners. Excellent source of
stock, though, can't fault him there.~
@407 Â = ~Now, weary travellers... might you be looking for an animal companion
or two? A gentle paw to comfort you on your travels?~
@408 Â = ~This place is an outrage!! Why are these animals locked in cages so
small? They have been denied their right to frolick! Minsc will free all the
animals from this nasty man!~
@409 Â = ~You, cow, will taste sweet clover once again! You, rabbit, will wave
your tail in enjoyment out in the wild grasslands! You, chicken, will once again
lay your eggs in inconvenient places! On this, Minsc swears!~
@410 Â = ~I must agree with you there, Minsc. It stings nature when her creatures
are caged.~
@411 Â = ~I'll be stingin' ye in a moment if ye don't shut ye pansy mouth. Though
ye'd more as likely take bein' called a 'pansy' a good thing.~
@412 Â = ~Whoa there, large friend! The only animals in cages here are those that
required it. See Chowder there? He'd be gobbling poor Flufftail quicksmart if I
didn't put him in a cage. Now I'm not saying that cats and rabbit can't be
friends, but they've got plenty to work out between them.~
@413 Â = ~Hmm... If Boo were here, he would agree with you. Many a time his fur
has stood on end because of a hungry look from a cat. Very well, Minsc will not
crack open these cages, nor will he throw you out on your back seat.~
@414 Â = ~I am glad to hear it.~
@415 Â = ~Hold on a moment. What is this place?~
@416 Â = ~Where are we? Why is there no exit? How did we get here?~
@417 Â = ~Here is your Boo, sir.~
@418 Â = ~Oh joyous day! Boo is back to cuddle with Minsc! But wait-~
@419 Â = ~This... this is not looking like Boo. Why is his hair so grey? Why does
he seek to flee off Minsc's hand?~
@420 Â = ~His hair is grey because he's been frightened to be without you,
Minsc.~
@421 Â = ~I believe it's Boo, Minsc. Are you doubting my intelligence?~
@422 Â = ~It -err- really is Boo, Minsc. Don't you trust me?~
@423 Â = ~No exit? Why, that's something I hadn't noticed before! Damned
store-builders, forgot the door!~
@424 Â = ~Heh, old Smethy's just joking with you. There is no door, bar a magical
one. I hold the key to the exit and entrance, as does Billy, because he helps me
plenty with this store. That's all you need know. As for the store itself...~
@425 Â = ~This place is Smethy's Prestige Pets, dedicated to finding an animal
companion for everybody, from halfling to half-orc, from elf to dwarf, from
human to well- another human, I guess.~
@426 Â = ~I'm especially happy today to cater for such a fine ranger!~
@427 Â = ~How did you know that Minsc is a ranger? You must be nearly as clever
as Boo, or even <CHARNAME> here!~
@428 Â = ~Simple deduction, my animal-loving friend. Now who is this Boo?~
@429 Â = ~Boo- Boo is a giant heroic space hamster!~
@430 Â = ~Gigantic? I must be getting old- can't see any hamster here, giant or
otherwise.~
@431 Â = ~No, Boo is a *travel-size* giant space hamster!~
@432 Â = ~I.. see. And you are looking for a little friend for Boo, perhaps? A
lovely young hamster lass, ready to mother a set of Boolets?~
@433 Â = ~NO! Boo is NOT ready to be a father, although now that I think of it,
Boolets would be very cute... But no! I am here because Boo is missing! And- and
YOU have him! In fact, you are probably creating Boolets from Boo right now!
Return him immediately!~
@434 Â = ~You think I have your hamster? Now wait... Billy sold me a fine little
hamster fellow not more than an hour ago.~
@435 Â = ~We'd like to buy Boo back from you, *whatever condition he might be in*
(wink, wink). We're willing to offer you a pretty penny, as well.~
@436 Â = ~We will buy Boo back from you, dear halfling. (*Any* hamster will
suffice- as long as it looks like Boo, if you get my meaning.) 200 gold in it
for you, my good halfling.~
@437 Â = ~A fine hamster fellow? That could be Boo.~
@438 Â = ~What do you think, Minsc? Could that be Boo?~
@439 Â = ~Well, yeeeesssss, I suppose <CHARNAME> is right, but...~
@440 Â = ~No, that is not Boo! <CHARNAME>! Wh-why would you tell poor Minsc such
a lie?!~
@441 Â = ~<CHARNAME>! This is a terrible thing to do! You shouldn't delude a
friend like this! Minsc, that is *not* your hamster.~
@442 Â = ~I'm not going to let you get away with such treachery, <CHARNAME>! I
hope this is your idea of a joke, although your sense of humour is in very poor
taste. Good Minsc, that is not your hamster. <CHARNAME>, for reasons I cannot
understand, is lying to you.~
@443 Â = ~I do not believe that my great friend <CHARNAME> would lie to Minsc!
But can <CHARNAME> explain why Boo is running so?~
@444 Â = ~He's still scared. He will calm down eventually.~
@445 Â = ~Perhaps he's missing his wheel, Minsc.~
@446 Â = ~He's probably just desperate to be running on the road again. I assure
you, this *is* Boo.~
@447 Â = ~There is no finer hamster than Boo! But he did not tell you that he
already belonged to Minsc? Why would he do such a thing?~
@448 Â = ~Well if it was a choice between spendin' yer days with an addled human
and spendin' 'em with a hamster-lass, what would ye choose, ye blathering idiot?
Wait, no, Korgan don't be wantin' an answer to that question. Not from *you*,
anyway.~
@449 Â = ~That was YOUR hamster? A ranger's animal companion, even! What a grand
and noble creature! If I had known, I wouldn't have bought him off that Billy.
Though he was a bargain, at one gold piece.~