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The Lord Weinfurter looks at the dwarf. Yes, I see that now, but I am willing to do anything in order to protect my daughter. One does rash things under dire circumstances. Looking to his daughter. I'm sorry Lerrick, in my haste to protect you I almost killed you. Tears start to run down the nobels face.
It is clear that Nementahs actions have ease the state of mind of Lady Chelsea.
Thank you. I feel much better now...now that this thing is dead. She then rushes to her husband and daughter, giving them a hug, followed by a stern look at husband.
Really Albert, it's time to put your adventuring days behind you. It is clear that you are a little rusty.
Hmmm...I suppose you're right dear. Weinfurter was a little hurt by the comment.
He then speaks to the party.
Come..come. I suppose that my lovely wife has filled you in on our situation. I...I don't know where I'd be without her. My attempt at protecting my daughter has failed as you can see. You have proven to me that you could do a much better job. We are running out of time. His voice is now strained and desparate.
Can you take my child to see brother Butcha? Before recieving an answer he rushes to a cabinet and pulls out a bag. If it money you want you can consider this a down payment for your efforts. His hands are visiblely shaking, causing him to lose his grip. The bag falls onto a table top, spilling some of the gold with in it onto its surface.
Will you help us? Please...I'm begging you. Tears start to well up in his eyes again.
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the bag contains 50 gps for each party member.
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Yes, this foe was an elite...although a wimpy one at that. Mental note: make next encounter much more challenging
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