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== Remarks == | == Remarks == | ||
=== | ====At low health:==== | ||
* | * Straj. A grievous wound. | ||
* This is not how I die. | |||
* I cannot take much more of this. | |||
=== | ====Attacked by party member:==== | ||
* | * Cross me again, and I will end you. | ||
=== Finding a locked item === | ====Can't fit in a small hole:==== | ||
* | * I would gladly force somebody else through there, but I don't fit. | ||
====Can't fit in a tiny hole:==== | |||
* Do you jest? An ooze could barely squeeze through there. | |||
====Can't use an item:==== | |||
* Not now. | |||
====Can't use an item while in combat:==== | |||
* Do not distract me from the fight. | |||
* Not 'til our enemies are vanquished. | |||
* My focus is on the fight. | |||
* Slaughtering our enemies takes priority. | |||
====Finding a locked item:==== | |||
* Locked tight. There must be a way to open it nearby. | |||
* No way to open it from here. | |||
* It won't budge. Need to look elsewhere. | |||
* I need to find a way to unlock it. | |||
====Looking at a globe:==== | |||
* A poor globe indeed that only shows the world's surface. It requires layers. | |||
====Looking at an astrolabe:==== | |||
* I read a story once of great fleets doing battle between the stars. I wish it were true. | |||
====Looking into a mirror:==== | |||
* I am exquisite, as always. | |||
* Not a hair out of place. | |||
* Tsk. The sun is having an ill effect on my complexion. | |||
====Looking into a telescope:==== | |||
* Perhaps one day, we will learn to conquer the stars. | |||
====Surprised by mimic:==== | |||
* Down, Mimic. Heel! ''Straj'' - why do they not obey me? | |||
* I have a way with mimics. Hold, creature! Hold! Why does it not listen? | |||
== Location Remarks == | == Location Remarks == |