Wyll/Banter

Template:CompanionTab A collection of Wyll's remarks and overhead conversations with other characters.

Remarks

Selected

• Sharp as ever.
• Blade at the ready.
• At the ready.
• A hero at heart.
• Where am I needed?
• Defender of the people.
• The pride of the Gate.

Selected (in combat)

• Let's make it count.
• The Blade will not bend!
• On the victor's path.
• Forever dauntless!
• This is my time!
• Battle favours the fearless.
• No holding back!

Selected (sneaking)

• On the prowl.
• Strength in silence.
• Keeping quiet.
• Watching and waiting.
• Eyes open, mouth shut.
• Out of sight, out of mind.

Selection spam

• Could do for a brew.
• Where there's a 'Wyll', there's a 'y'.
• Ever get the sense that someone's watching?
• So two halflings walk under a bar...

Selection spam (in combat)

• Can't hear myself think!
• Wear your scars proudly.
• As my father once told me: 'Can we get on with it?'
• I find moderation is key.

Selection spam (sneaking)

• Bad time for an itch.
• Could do for a brew.
• So two halflings walk under a bar...
• Shush. No, really. Shush.

Moving

• Ever onward.
• Checking things out.
• Keeping pace.
• Two steps at a time.
• One move ahead.
• Best foot forward.
• Heading out.
• And I'm off.

Moving (in combat)

• Coming through!
• Finding my way.
• Fleet of foot.
• Two steps at a time!
• Making my move!
• No time to waste.

Moving (sneaking)

• Careful...
• Quiet as a moonbeam.
• Every step counts.
• Not a peep.

Hiding

• They won't see me coming.
• Silence is golden.
• Toning things down.
• Going on the sly.

Hiding (in combat)

• Going quiet.
• Under cover.
• Out of sight.
• Laying low.

At low health

• I could use some healing.
• Hells. My time's running out.
• Ugh. This isn't good.
• I should get these wounds taken care of.

Can't fit in a small hole

• A big man does not fit in a small hole.

Can't fit in a tiny hole

• I am way too big for a hole that tiny.

Can't use an item

• That's getting me nowhere.
• Forget it.
• Something's not right.
• Try later, maybe?

Can't use an item while in combat

• Is this really the best time?
• That'll have to wait 'til later.
• Little too busy for that.
• No. Just no.

Finding a locked item

• Hm. Must be unlocked from elsewhere.
• Nothing doing. I should take a look around, find a way to open this thing.
• Shut tight. There must be some way to open it.
• Doesn't open from here.

Picking a lock

• I'll see what I can do.
• The magic touch.
• As one does.
• No trouble at all.

Looking at a globe

• So many adventures yet to have. So many monsters yet to kill.

Looking at an astrolabe

• Incredible, to think how many worlds exist beyond this tiny speck within a speck I call home.
• So many stars, so many mysteries yet to be discovered.
• So much we don't know, lingering in the furthest reaches of existence.

Looking into a mirror

(Before transformation)

• That's me, all right.
• Not too worse for the wear.
• A bruise here, a scratch there. Nothing a good night's sleep couldn't cure.

(After transformation)

• The horns aren't so bad, I guess. Maybe a bit of wax could spruce them up.
• Hm. It's still me, I guess. Sort of.
• A man looks in, a devil looks back. I might never get used to it.

Looking into a telescope

• Loved these things as a kid. I imagined so many stories in the spaces between stars.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap)

• A trap - watch it!
• A trap? So much for a warm welcome.
• Watch yourself - I spy a trap.
• Careful. There are traps about.

Succeeded Investigation roll

• Hey now - what's that?
• Spotted something.
• What have we here?
• Check it out.
• What's that there?

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap)

• Watch it - trap ahead.
• Trap. Watch your step.
• Slow up - I've spotted a trap.
• Trap! Be careful...

Identified a mimic

• A monster masquerading as furniture. Clever.

Surprised by mimic

• Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, and - wait, how's it go, again?
• A mimic? Damn - should've seen it coming.

After a short rest

• That'll have to do.
• Freshened up and ready to fight.
• Aaaaaand here I go.
• Awake and alert.

On character death

Player:

• By Balduran's bones, no!

Player (Dark Urge):

• Not now, not after all you've been through!

Lae'zel:

• Hells. Lae'zel...

Shadowheart:

• Shadowheart? It can't be...

Karlach:

• Karlach... no no no...

Jaheira:

• By the gods - Jaheira!

Gale:

• Gale! This isn't the end!

Minthara:

• Minthara - no!

Minsc:

• Ah hells, Minsc has fallen...

Astarion:

• Damn it - Astarion!

Halsin:

• Halsin... no...

Location Remarks

Act One

Act 1 Spoilers! This section reveals details about the story of Baldur's Gate 3.

(Sitting on the Stool of Hill Giant Strength)

• Holy... I feel powerful. Nice chair indeed.
• And poof - the power's gone.

Act Two

Act 2 Spoilers! This section reveals details about the story of Baldur's Gate 3.

(Entering Act Two from Grymforge)

• This place is darker than dark, as if the shadows could cast shadows.
• We've got to push through. Unless a passing griffon offers a ride, it's the only way to Moonrise Towers.

(Upon releasing Dolly Dolly Dolly

• She's as cute as a bug - and not much bigger.

Act Three

Act 3 Spoilers! This section reveals details about the story of Baldur's Gate 3.

Party Banter

Wyll and Astarion

• Astarion: Ever heard of a vampire called Cazador, Wyll?
  • (If Wyll knows about Astarion being a vampire)
• Wyll: I don't think so. Why? Friend of yours?
  • (If Wyll doesn't know about Astarion being a vampire and Gale is present)
• Wyll: Doesn't ring a bell. Why?
• Gale: He's patriarch of the Szarr family. Nasty fellow, if the histories are accurate.

• Astarion: I imagine they are.

  ---

• Astarion: A question for our master monster hunter: how would you approach killing a vampire?
  • (If Wyll doesn't know about Astarion being a vampire)
• Wyll: To start? Lure it into the sun, drive a stake through its heart. Why?
• Astarion: Just curious.
  • (If Wyll knows about Astarion being a vampire)
• Wyll: A full-on vamp, you mean? Lure it into the sun, drive a stake through its heart.
• Wyll: And that's not the end of it. The suckers are wily. No offence.
• Astarion: None taken. Wiliness keeps me alive. More or less.

  ---

  (At The Forest)
• Wyll: As much love as I have for Baldur's Gate, these frontiers delight me as much as any bustling street.
• Astarion: You can't be serious? This is a howling wasteland!
• Astarion: I haven't even had a bath since the abduction. I must reek of illithid slime.

• Wyll: Sure, but think of the stories you'll be able to tell.

  ---

• Wyll: Killed a few giant bats in my day, Astarion - but never hunted a vampire.
• Astarion: Just to remind you, I'm merely a spawn. It won't count.

• Astarion: But if you want a true vampire, I'm happy to recommend one.

  ---

• Wyll: I'm feeling a bit parched and peckish.

• Astarion: Me too. Keep an eye out for any passing vagrants.

• Wyll: I'm afraid you'll have to content yourself with vagrant chickens.

  ---

  (At Blighted Village)
• Astarion: Well, it's no Baldur's Gate, but at least it's some kind of civilisation.
• Wyll: I do miss the Gate, though. The Elfsong Tavern! Sunset over Grey Harbour! Fried fish at the docks!

• Astarion: Drunk young patriars, naked in the fountains! Ah, civilisation...

  ---

• Wyll: Astarion, how is the rat diet going?

• Astarion: It may soon come to an end if you don't shut your mouth.

  ---

  (If Wyll is romanced by Act 1)
• Astarion: I hardly saw you at the party. Did the honest and true Blade sneak off for a little fun?
• Wyll: No! Nothing like that at all.

• Astarion: Oh, but you protest too much. Now I know you were practicing your swordplay.

  ---

  (At The Underdark)
• Astarion: Spent much time in the Underdark?
  • (If Wyll doesn't know about Astarion being a vampire)
• Wyll: I've slayed a death dog or six, crossed a few duergar.
• Wyll: I never was scared of the shadows.
  • (If Wyll knows about Astarion being a vampire)
• Wyll: Some. And you? Seems a perfect hunting ground for... you

• Astarion: Perfect? You try drinking an earth elemental's blood.

  ---

(If Astarion is romanced by Act 1)

• Wyll: I'd watch yourself, my friend. I don't know if our pale rogue has anything good in his heart, or even a scrap of it left for you.
• Astarion: Excuse me? That's just mean - we're all adults here.

• Wyll: Your heart's cold as ice, Astarion. I'm just making sure no one slips and gets hurt.

  ---

  (On the way to The Shadow-Cursed Lands)
• Astarion: I used to be agog at everything when I first walked in the sun. Perhaps I'm adjusting to this new life.
• Wyll: It's when you use words like 'agog' that I remember you're actually two centuries old.

• Astarion: And it's when you think 'agog' is an impressive word that I remember you're just a child.

  ---

  (At The Shadow-Cursed Lands Fisherman's Hut)
• Wyll: To think how vibrant this place must have once been. Children playing, merchants hawking. Real people living real lives.
• Astarion: I know, can you imagine the noise? This is much more peaceful.
• Wyll: Come, Astarion. I know you're not really as heartless as all that.

• Astarion: Of course not, I'm a pussycat really. Just ask anyone who's seen my claws.

  ---

  (At Oubliette)
• Astarion: Admittedly, I don't care for most people, but this is a terrible waste.
• Wyll: Because their lives were cut brutally short, you mean.

• Astarion: I - ... yes, that. That's clearly what I was referring to.

  ---

  (At Moonrise Towers)
• Wyll: Finally, we're approaching Moonrise Towers.
• Astarion: Nothing escapes the Blade of Frontiers' keen senses, I see.
• Wyll: Mock me all you want, Astarion. We could use a little comic relief.

• Astarion: Yes, that's why I'm mocking you - to keep our spirits up. No other reason...

  ---

  (If Astarion is romanced by Act 2)
• Wyll: Astarion, I just want to say - I judged you wrongly. I'm sorry.
• Astarion: Really? And how - specifically - have you misjudged my fine character?

• Wyll: You aren't actually insufferably randy. You're just insufferable.

  ---

  (If Wyll is romanced by Act 2)
• Wyll: I'm surprised I never saw you lurking in the shadows at any Baldurian balls, Astarion.
• Astarion: The city's elite was not my target audience, alas.

• Astarion: People ask questions when members of the nobility disappear, and the last thing Cazador wanted was people asking questions.

  ---

  (At Wyrm's Rock Fortress)
• Wyll: The city fell under Gortash's charms without him casting nary a spell.
• Astarion: Well, most people are idiots, Wyll. You can lure them into a dragon's maw if you promise a bag of sweets.
• Wyll: The people aren't stupid, Astarion - they're scared. Gortash provoked a damned war, and then promised them safety.

• Astarion: Safety, sweets - it's the same principle.

  ---

  (At Bloomridge Park)
• Astarion: You know, I've never seen this place in the daylight before.
• Wyll: I always loved this park. Spent a lot of time here as a boy battling imaginary monsters.

• Astarion: Oh, I was going to say it looks wretched. The dark hid all the kitschy details.

  ---

  (At The Blushing Mermaid)
• Wyll: Ah - the memories. The Blushing Mermaid's where fifteen-year-old Wyll snuck his first kiss.
• Astarion: You didn't kiss anyone until you were fifteen? Gods, what a tragic, sheltered life...
• Wyll: Sheltered? Not at all. I was exposed to all manner of riot and revelry. Hells, my father even urged me on once or twice.

• Wyll: But I've always been a bit old-fashioned on these matters. I find more pleasure in a courtly dance than a loveless fling.

  ---

  (At Wyrmway)
• Astarion: I lived two centuries in this city, but it can still surprise me.
• Wyll: Baldur's Gate harbours many a secret. Even the longest-lived explorers have yet to uncover them all.
• Wyll: Speaking of - what were you getting up to all those years?

• Astarion: Let's not get into the details. If Baldur's Gate can have its secrets, so can I.

  ---

  (If Wyll is romanced by Act 3)
• Astarion: Marriage, Wyll? I thought you'd have learned not to get trapped by devious contracts.
• Wyll: I was planning to invite you to the ceremony, but I'm having second thoughts.

• Astarion: I'd love to come! As long as I can sit with someone fun. Mizora, perhaps?

  ---

  (If Astarion is romanced by Act 3 and remained a Vampire spawn)
• Wyll: Astarion, I was wrong about you. Truly wrong about you.
• Astarion: Let me guess - you thought I'd suck blood, but actually I just suck? Was that your witty jab?

• Wyll: No, I mean it. There's little between us we share. But you've fallen in love and stood by your lover. That is something this dreamer's heart can appreciate.

  ---

  (If Astarion is romanced by Act 3 and became an Ascendant)

• Wyll: The two of you are the unholiest union I can bloody imagine.
• Astarion: It's funny - I don't recall asking your opinion, Wyll.
• Wyll: You had the most precious thing - someone who would do everything for you - and you damn well took everything. 'Degenerate' doesn't half cut it.

Wyll and Gale

• Wyll: Was a time I tussled with hill giants without breaking a sweat. Now, a mere werebear could swat me halfway to Amn.
• Gale: Strange things are happening to us. What festers in our minds may well impel our bodies.

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• Wyll: You're an impressive fighter, Gale. You should consider a new name.
• Gale: I take it you have some suggestions?
• Wyll: 'The Wizard Wonder!' Or how about, 'The Master of the Weave'?

• Gale: Tempting. But I think we might already have the maximum number of theatrical titles.

  ---

  (After encountering Auntie Ethel and Astarion is present)

• Wyll: Ethel mentioned Netherese magic. What in blazes does that mean?
• Gale: Magic from the fallen empire of Netheril. Ancient, exceedingly dangerous, and quite unrivalled.
• Astarion: Wonderful! I'd hate to be destroyed by any common old magic.

Wyll and Karlach

(If Wyll is romanced by Act 1)

• Karlach: Couldn't find you for a while at the party. Was hoping we could regale our friends with a nice three-horned duet.
• Wyll: Ah, I just needed a moment of quiet, to think, that's all.
• Karlach: What about?
• Wyll: Wouldn't you like to know?
• Karlach: Well yeah! One thing I'll say for the Hells, the gossip is excellent. Faerûn's a funeral parlour by comparison.

  ---

  (If Karlach is romanced by Act 1)

• Wyll: Did Zariel know you'd be unable to touch anyone when she crammed that awful thing into your chest?
• Karlach: Thing is, I can touch devils and the like, back in Avernus. I never did, cause I'm not a masochist. But I could have.
• Wyll: Gods. I'm glad you got out of there.
• Karlach: With my new best friend on my tail the whole time. Who knew.

  ---

  (If Wyll is romanced by Act 2)

• Karlach: Used to your new look yet, Wyll? I for one think you look smashing.
• Wyll: You know, I think I am. It certainly didn't put off my - er- dance partner.
• Karlach: Ah, dance, the true language of love.

  ---

  (If Last Light Inn was protected)

• Karlach: Think the bar is open?
• Wyll: I intend to find out. But we should scout around first, see who's in need of help.
• Karlach: You're good at staying in character, I'll give you that.

  ---

  (If Karlach is romanced by Act 2)

• Wyll: Karlach... I know I say this every day, but I'm so glad you're here.
• Karlach: Me too
• Wyll: And seeing you've got someone to care about now, after ten bloody years, what would you say? 'Good for you, mate.'?
• Karlach: Exactly so, your majesty.

  ---

  (At Reithwin Graveyard)

• Karlach: Do I hear... music?
• Wyll: I reckon there wasn't much merry-making in the Hells.
• Karlach: You reckon right. Maybe for the best though. My singing is worse than demonic screeching.
• Wyll: Hm - perhaps your talent lies in dancing, instead?

  ---

  (At Grand Mausoleum)

• Karlach: No shadow curse here. Wonder why.
• Wyll: Couldn't say. Maybe because an entirely different curse has befallen the tomb.
• Karlach: Always something, isn't it.

  ---

  (At Shar temple)

• Karlach: You know, even devils like a good joke. Why are Sharrans so... dour?
• Wyll: Their belief is grounded in loss. Hardly a laughing matter.
• Karlach: The loss of all joy. Sad business.

  ---

  (At Rivington)

• Karlach: Care for a dip, Wyll?
• Wyll: It would be my pleasure, Karlach - once the Absolute's been crushed for good.
• Karlach: Heroics don't leave half enough time for messing.

  ---

  (If Karlach is romanced by Act 3)

• Wyll: The fact one of your first dates is going to be one of your last... it's just not fair, Karlach.
• Karlach: I don't want to think about that. I just want to enjoy whatever comes my way.
• Wyll: You're worth more respect than every last rogue in this city. I hope you know that.

  ---

  (At The South Docks)

• Wyll: Smell that, Karlach?
• Karlach: Uh... fish?
• Wyll: Well, yes. But also trouble.
• Karlach: Your nose is better than mine, pal.

  ---

  (At The Counting House)

• Karlach: Feel that? Guards are giving us the stink-eye.
• Karlach: Think they recognise you?
• Wyll: Possibly. But I wager there's something deeper at work here.
• Karlach: Then let's go digging.

  ---

  (If Wyll is romanced by Act 3)

• Karlach: Seeing you happy is pretty wonderful, Wyll.
• Karlach: Two of my real friends, finding real happiness? Together? Beautiful.
• Wyll: Thank you, Karlach.
• Karlach: If you get married, I'm your celebrant. Got it?
• Wyll: As if could ever refuse you.

Wyll and Lae'zel

• Wyll: Lae'zel, you've the most exquisite eyes - golden as the sands of the Calim.
• Lae'zel: And you've a soft skull. A ghaik tentacle will have no issues pushing through it.
• Wyll: Is that... a compliment?
• Lae'zel: No, it is a fact. Life in this Faerûn is laughably weak.

---

• Wyll: I've never met anyone like you, Lae'zel.
• Lae'zel: Yes I've been told I'm quite scintillating.
• Wyll: Have you really?
• Lae'zel: No.

---

• Wyll: Mm - Lae'zel, do you believe in love at first sight?
• Lae'zel: I hardly believe in love at all.
• Wyll: Oh.
• Lae'zel: But I do believe in carnal pleasure.
• Wyll: Oh!

---

• Wyll: Can an illithid go solo, Lae'zel? You know - break free of their master?
• Lae'zel: Renegades are rare, but not unheard of.
• Lae'zel: A ghaik gone astray is no less dangerous for it - and its head no less valuable.

---

• Wyll: Lae'zel, have you ever done good deed just for the sake of it?
• Lae'zel: I have performed deeds well and efficiently. Is this what you mean?
• Wyll: Not exactly. But you answered my question.

Wyll and Shadowheart

• Shadowheart: I saw you training those children. You were so gentle! That's... not how I was taught.
• Wyll: Cruel words strengthen neither heads nor hearts, Shadowheart.
• Shadowheart: I wouldn't quite say that - I learned the lesson, after all.
• Wyll: And came to resent your tutor, I bet. I taught them to fight - not to hate.
• Wyll: Ah, Shadowheart - how blessed I am to be so near.
• Shadowheart: I heard you with Lae'zel - don't think I'll play second fiddle to the likes of her.
• Shadowheart: Go try your charms on someone who's out of earshot.

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(If Astarion is present)

• Shadowheart: So. A vampire spawn and a monster hunter in the same group. We're not going to have trouble, are we?
• Astarion: Excuse me? Since this tadpole, I'm barely a monster at all.
• Astarion: I just want to survive, same as you.
• Wyll: I don't see a problem, as long as mister fang there keeps his appetite in check.

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• Shadowheart: Have you wondered what people will say, Wyll? When they find out the monster hunter is becoming a monster.
• Wyll: I've faced countless perils and conquered them all. This will be no different.
• Shadowheart: I've always had a soft spot for the confident ones...
• Shadowheart: They always disappoint though.

---

• Shadowheart: So Wyll, what was the Blade of Frontier's toughest kill?
• Wyll: Ah - it was a great scrap. A hungry minotaur with hankering for human flesh.
• Wyll: An axe-bearing mountain of fur, she was. Gave me a nasty scar.
• Shadowheart: Hm, you'll have to show it to me sometime.

---

• Shadowheart: So. Wyll with a 'y' - why?
• Wyll: 'Y', that's right.
• Shadowheart: But why?
• Wyll: Why 'y'? A great-uncle's name, my father said. But I just figured he couldn't spell.

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(After visiting the Temple of Shar)

• Wyll: What's your gripe with Selûne anyway, Shadowheart?
• Shadowheart: She betrayed her sister and ruined the balance of things.
• Shadowheart: Imagine turning on those who love you for you own glory...

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(In the Mason's Guild)

• Shadowheart: All this stonework has me thinking - would you ever want a statue of yourself, Wyll?
• Wyll: It seems a rather... vain notion to me. But I can't say I haven't thought about it. How about you?
• Shadowheart: I suppose it might be nice to be remembered - though I'd be less keen on having birds perching on my head for evermore.
• Wyll: Think of the... er... mess they'd make. Well - better your statue's head than your own.

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(At the Basilisk Gate)

• Shadowheart: A gallows? Nooses are for amateurs - that's what I was taught in the Grotto. Do you know how badly those things can go wrong?
• Wyll: I'd rather not think of it, Shadowheart...
• Shadowheart: You could strangle them by accident, use too much rope and break their legs... and if it goes really badly, you could wrench their heads right off.
• Wyll: What a picture you paint. Quite detailed, quite colourful. Quite unnecessary.

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(Area South of Lady Jannath's Estate)

• Shadowheart: Amazing how the city can seem almost peaceful at times, knowing all that goes on out there.
• Wyll: 'All that goes on'?
• Shadowheart: Consider the numbers. Someone out there must be having the worst day of their life. Robbed, evicted, widowed, who knows? No wonder Shar thrives, with such misery...
• Wyll: If that's true, then so must the be the opposite: there are people out there celebrating their lives' best moment.
• Wyll: A wedding to their betrothed, a new baby, a windfall... the taste of an exquisite pudding....

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• Shadowheart: Fiend worship... I'm not trying to pick a fight, Wyll. But it really seems like a blatantly ill-advised idea.
• Wyll: It's the furthest thing from my mind. Besides, Shadowheart - not all fiends are cut from the same scorched cloth.
• Shadowheart: How do they differ, then? The number of horns? The exact timbre of their evil laugh?
• Wyll: Could be most anything. Their willingness to torment their travel partners with wisecracks, for example.

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(In Bloomridge Park)

• Wyll: Spent a lot of time in this park as a boy battling imaginary monsters.
• Shadowheart: So before you were Blade of the Frontiers, you were Pointy Stick of the Park? How did the imaginary monsters compare with the real thing?
• Wyll: The monsters of my play-fights were strong, vicious. Trolls with hulking muscles, werewolves with sharpened fangs.
• Wyll: But the greatest villains I've faced as the Blade? They look more like you and me than they do the beasts of my fantasies

---

(Entrance to Water Queen's House)

• Shadowheart: Umberlee - a brutal goddess, from what I understand. Without even the slightest touch of subtley to her.
• Wyll: Subtley isn't exactly your forte, given how you've strolled about wearing a circlet inset with Shar's symbol.
• (If Shadowheart is still devoted to Shar)
  • Shadowheart: That's different. You'd be surprised how easily Lady Shar can hide in plain sight. People go around blinkered, caught up in their own lives.
  • Shadowheart: Besides... it suits me.
• (If Shadowheart is no longer devoted to Shar)
  • Shadowheart: You'd be surprised how people can miss what's in plain sight. I missed the fact that Shar was deceiving me. Besides, I have a new look now. Suits me, I think.
• Wyll: On that matter, you'll hear no argument from me.

Wyll and Halsin

(At Ruined Battlefield)

• Wyll: My boyhood texts claimed bodies from this battle drifted downriver for a week.
• Halsin: Many who deserved an honourable burial had to be abandoned. The shadow curse inspired great haste.
• Wyll: That's right - you were there, weren't you?
• Halsin: I was. Part of my spirit was shorn away from me here, and never left.

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(At Last Light Inn - Cellar)

• Halsin: A shrine of Selûne, tucked away like an unsprouted seed.
• Wyll: Another nature metaphor? I admire your consistency, Halsin.
• Halsin: When you care about something deeply enough, it consumes every thought and word.

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(At The Waning Moon)

• Halsin: The scent of hops and barley is most persistent here, even after all this time.
• Wyll: Enough to make me thirsty, even. I've always preferred wine to whiskey and ale, but I certainly wouldn't turn away a full flagon right about now.
• Halsin: After the shadow curse, I became overly fond of honey mead and melancholy evenings by myself. Now I rarely imbibe - only on the most special of occasions.
• Wyll: I say we put an end to your dry spell. Once Ketheric falls, the first round's on me.

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(At Moonrise Towers Prison)

• Halsin: I am loathe to see anyone behind bars. It reminds me of my time as a guest of the goblins.
• Wyll: That reminds me - how in the Nine Hells could goblins capture a chap as well-muscled as you?
• Halsin: Poor choice of companions, for one thing - gladly rectified, since then.
• Halsin: Besides, a large-enough pack of scavengers can take down even the strongest of bears.

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(At Grand Mausoleum)

• Wyll: No signs of life - but the spirits of the past still linger here.
• Halsin: Do I note some trepidation? Spirits are but echoes of nature's cycle. Most give no cause to elicit fear... most, but not all.devnote
• Wyll: When I was very young, father told me the dear ones we lose are quiet - but ever watchful.
• Wyll: I think he meant to comfort me. But I shivered for weeks, thinking I was being hounded by wide-eyed spirits.

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(At Shar temple)

• Wyll: The statuary in here is so triumphal. Even the worst of us can see ourselves as heroes.
• Halsin: That is a truth that can evade minds far older than yours, Wyll. You are wise beyond your years.
• Wyll: Not wise enough to avoid Sharran sanctums, apparently.

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(At Mind Flayer Colony)

• Halsin: So many unfortunates must have been infected in this place. Imagine the horrors...
• Wyll: I don't need to imagine. I've got the souvenir in my skull to prove it.
• Halsin: Of couse, thoughtless of me, my apologies. But at least you cannot be infected twice... or at least, I hope not.

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(If Halsin is romanced)

• Wyll: Halsin, tell me about the man behind the hulking wall of muscle.
• Wyll: Do you actually do anything besides meditate, counsel, fight, train, and make love?
• Halsin: Is such an existence lacking?
• Wyll: Hm. Good question.

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(At Philgrave's Mansion)

• Wyll: Father always shooed me away from this place. 'More rats than a Waterdeep dungeon.'
• Halsin: It is most unfair to pour such scorn on rats - they have their place in nature, same as you or I. devnote
• Wyll: And I don't get the sense that my father was being literal.

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(If Wyll is romanced by Act 3)

• Halsin: Very quick to say 'forever' to your newly betrothed, weren't you, Blade?
• Wyll: Forever could be tomorrow. Better to promise to do your utmost, as long as you have the moments left to share.
• Halsin: Scant few times I've seen youthful partnerships end well, but if anyone was formed to thrive in one, I think it may be you.

Wyll and Minthara

(If Wyll is romanced by Act 2)

• Nightwarden Minthara: You confound me, Wyll. You have all the illustrious iniquities of a warlock, and you choose to impress your partner with dancing?
• Wyll: Well I'm hardly going to say 'oh come here, have a hug in the arms of Hadar'.

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(If Wyll is romanced by Act 3)

• Nightwarden Minthara: Your devilish patron is a delight, Wyll. Have you ever lain with her?
• Wyll: I'm really not that kind of man.
• Nightwarden Minthara: She will see her failure to seduce you as a stain on her honour. I know I would.

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(If Minthara is romanced by Act 2)

• Wyll: I really hope you're being careful with our friend, Minthara. I wouldn't want you to break each other.
• Nightwarden Minthara: If I break them, it will be in the pursuit of pleasure, and they will die smiling.

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(If Minthara is romanced by Act 3)

• Wyll: Amorous passions usually make people more considerate, Minthara. Kinder. Sympathetic. Better at cooperating.
• Nightwarden Minthara: They can also make people more protective, guarded, paranoid, and jealous.
• Wyll: Never mind.

Wyll and Jaheira

(In Basilisk Gate Barracks)

• Wyll: Mercenary they may be, but father always demanded discipline from the Flaming Fist. Seems some grew unruly in his absence.
• Jaheira: Your father made a fine job of polishing them up some - but a sellsword is still a sellsword. They are just following their nature.
• Wyll: And you think the Harpers are more dutiful?
• Jaheira: I should hope so - they certainly don't get paid half so well.

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(Entrance to Guildhall)

• Wyll: Odd - I'd expect a Flaming Fist or four to be stationed nearby.
• Jaheira: They stick to sunnier streets. Heavens forbid they disrupt any of that Guild business they're so well-paid to ignore, hm?
• Wyll: The Fist aren't what they used to be.
• Jaheira: I grieve to tell you, Wyll, they never were.

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(In Undercity Ruins)

• Wyll: My first visit to the undercity. A haven for undead, or so my tutors said.
• Jaheira: Shadow people roaming shadow streets. There's little more to learn down here but some depressing ways to die.

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(In The Counting House)

• Wyll: I was barely eight years of age when I heard the Counting House held mythical treasure.
• Wyll: So curious little Wyll tried to slip in. The guard spotted me straight away and dragged me by the collar back to my father.
• Jaheira: A talking-to from the Grand Marshal himself. Quite the introduction to a life of crime - what did he say?
• Wyll: Oh, he pretended to be cross. But there was no hiding the sly grin that crept on his face.

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(If Wyll is romanced by Act 3)

• Jaheira: So, Wyll - you have your mind set on marriage.
• Wyll: Why not? If this adventure has taught me anything, it's that life is fragile, and we should seize joy when we can. You think I'm being rash?
• Jaheira: Not at all. The world does not wait around for us, so take your moment while you may. Damn what anyone else thinks.devnote
• Jaheira: So long as you serve a proper meal at the wedding. None of this finger-picking nonsense, yes?

Wyll and Minsc

(In South Span Checkpoint at Danthelon's Dancing Axe)

• Minsc: Danthelon's Dancing Axe...? Minsc would sooner fight with a sword - even an annoying one, which talks out of turn.
• Wyll: I'm surprised you're so fond of swords. A battleaxe would seem more suitable for a man of your... stature.
• Minsc: The sword is simpler - only one point, so you know which end the evil goes on! But I suppose a warrior must wield whatever weapon he can.
• Minsc: Sword, axe, boot... Minsc once choked an ogre with its own loincloth. The smell might be the closest I have come to tasting of death myself.

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(At The Lodge)

• Minsc: Who is this large man of sternness and stone? Boo mislikes his look - as if he is knowing things that Minsc is not.
  • (If Balduran's identity is not known)
• Wyll: Relax, the both of you - it's Balduran, our city's valorant founder.
• Minsc: Ahh, this makes more sense! Some relation to the Baldur who owns the gate perhaps, Boo?
  • (If Balduran's identity is known)
• Wyll: It's Balduran. Our city's valorant founder - and now, the illithid we carry in that gods-forsaken prism.
• Minsc: Ah. Then Minsc and Boo prefer him this way. Better stern than smug.

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(At Devil's Fee)

• Minsc: Who adorned these walls? Better to have hung a mirror, and taken a good long look at themselves.
• Wyll: A bloody display of murderous power. Bhaal means to stoke fear, make us cower.
• Minsc: All it does is make Minsc wonder if Boo has already eaten this villain's eyes.

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(If Wyll is romanced by Act 3)

• Minsc: Minsc has felt Boo's heart is fluttering faster than usual... for our friend the Blade is betrothed.
• Wyll: Ah, my thanks. Perhaps we might even marry, if fate wills it.
• Minsc: If you cannot find a bear to be the bearer of your ring, Boo would like you to know that he is available.

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(At Morphic Pool)

• Wyll: Our great adventure nears its climax. If I should fall, I want you all to know it's been an honour to fight beside you.
• Minsc: You will not fall, warlock. And if you do, Minsc shall simply pick you up again. What - do you doubt us in this final hour?
• Wyll: Yeah, but you... you're Minsc.
• Minsc: And you are Wyll of the Pale Eye. Now hush, and turn your mind towards our many, many many enemies.