GlassEye
Adventurer
"Ah, godling, defeat is plain from where we stand."
"Not ta me, sister. Da belly is in tha way."
Shuffling around as Borric, Nathan, Zelena, and Sylvain confer amongst themselves the three crones continue to chatter and proclaim.
"The Stones stand Sentinel,"
"As the Lady walks the Wild,"
"Red in Tooth and Claw."
"'Bloodsport' he calls it."
"Fancy words, that'un has."
"All be killin' in tha end, sister."
"Och, no! Tha killin' ain't tha point; it be tha annealing."
"Wot's that!"
"E'en tha untested sword can be taken inna battle."
"Tha un-forged sword be a lump a iron."
"Wot foolishness you talk! These be swords by the least measure."
"Still, it'll take all to face our champion."
"Except tha ol' bony one. Likely he'd jus' get in tha way."
"Must be good fer somethin' or they wouldna brung 'im."
"Good luck charm, mebbe."
The dominant crone turns her good eye in the direction of the party.
"Wot be the answer? Accept our aid an' take our test? Or tackle the mountain on your own strength an' will?"

--- -- Old Crone -- ---
"Not ta me, sister. Da belly is in tha way."
Shuffling around as Borric, Nathan, Zelena, and Sylvain confer amongst themselves the three crones continue to chatter and proclaim.
"The Stones stand Sentinel,"
"As the Lady walks the Wild,"
"Red in Tooth and Claw."
"'Bloodsport' he calls it."
"Fancy words, that'un has."
"All be killin' in tha end, sister."
"Och, no! Tha killin' ain't tha point; it be tha annealing."
"Wot's that!"
"E'en tha untested sword can be taken inna battle."
"Tha un-forged sword be a lump a iron."
"Wot foolishness you talk! These be swords by the least measure."
"Still, it'll take all to face our champion."
"Except tha ol' bony one. Likely he'd jus' get in tha way."
"Must be good fer somethin' or they wouldna brung 'im."
"Good luck charm, mebbe."
The dominant crone turns her good eye in the direction of the party.
"Wot be the answer? Accept our aid an' take our test? Or tackle the mountain on your own strength an' will?"

--- -- Old Crone -- ---