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Template:CompanionTab A collection of Minsc's remarks and overhead conversations with other characters.
Remarks
Selected
- Evil hides, and Boo seeks!
- Have you met my hamster?
- Sword at my side and hamster at hand.
- Justice, truth, and the virtuous boot.
- Steel sharp, hamster hungry.
- Life is simple, and so is Minsc.
- The city reeks of evil![1] Or perhaps Boo just needs to bathe.
- Another day, another dajemma.
- Justice walks on four feet. And sleeps in my boot.
- My boot craves the crunch of unvirtuous nethers.
- Sleep with one eye open, evil. Maybe both.
- Every kicked buttock, another step on the path.
- Boo says: What?
Selected (in combat)
- To glory! Or glorious death.
- You point, I punch.[1]
- Can we fight now? Boo is not used to this taking of turns.
- To arms! Wait, no - to swords!
- Butt-kicking, for goodness![1]
- Go for the eyes, Boo![1]
- Weep if you wish. Minsc will not judge.
- I have missed this. The adventure. The danger. The kicking of butts!
- Swallow your battle cries, fiend - and wash them down with steel!
Selected (sneaking)
- Minsc waits. Boo watches.
- Still as stone? I have had the practice.
- Wait - you can see me?
- See how still Boo lies? He dreams of evil's doom!
- WHAT? Wait. Shh.
- Sneaking, sneaking, sneaking.
- I am - soverystealthy.
- It is difficult to charge from down here.
- CRAMP!
- Head-high to a halfling.
- Better to look evil in the eye. Even if it be very small.
- Butt-level, all the better for the kicking.
Selection spam
- ARGH! My EYE, Boo! They went for my EYE!
- Know that if you poke Boo, no higher dimension will keep you safe!
- Heehee. Heeheeheehee.
- Well, Boo? How do you want to do this?
Selection spam (in combat)
- Are you perchance a squeaky wheel in need of a kick?[1]
- I am armed! Armoured! And entirely sick of your foolishness.
- I begin to grow annoyed. It is well for you that Boo does not let me learn the bad words!
- Ignore them, Boo. Let them gaze deep into their own abyss, and wonder just what it is they are trying to achieve.
Selection spam (sneaking)
- A little to the left? But not so hard you make me giggle.
- Boo...? Are you dancing down there, or...?
- Hush! I am surprising Boo for his birthday! He is... uh... eh... how old do hamsters get...?
- I am the night. A pity, then, that it is so bright out.
Moving
- Where Boo leads, Minsc follows.
- Cometh the hour, cometh the hamster.
- Catch the clicker, Boo!
- Where Minsc plants his boot, goodness grows.
- Stand aside, evil! Legend coming through!
- Leap now, look later.
- Dig your graves, evil! Minsc and Boo come to tuck you in.
- You cannot hide, evil! Boo smells your bubbling guts a mile away!
- Less prattle, more battle!
- When all of this is done, Boo will dine on tadpole for a month.
- Camaraderie! Adventure! Violence!
- Tonight, Boo dines on foe-flesh.
- Tonight - Boo dines on foe-flesh.
- Minsc takes orders from only one tiny beast, and he is much cuter than a worm. Yes he is. Yes he is.
Moving (in combat)
- Boo breaks the hearts, Minsc breaks the bones!
- Villainous face, meet virtuous fist!
- My hamster has dined on god-flesh! You are but a tiny crumb!
- Feel the backhand of justice!
- Boo is napping - so die in silence, evil!
- Boo says smite! That means I must hit you very hard, I think.
- Charge! But charge quietly.
- Someone hold Boo! He will not enjoy the bumpings to come.
- Someone hold Boo! He does not enjoy the bumpings to come.
- Boo's battle cry is too high for your hearing - but you should tremble all the same.
Moving (sneaking)
- Soft and sure as hunting hamsters.
- Feet light as feathers, and softer than Boo's.
- See how the hamster stalks his prey.
- Just tell me when to shout my battle cry.
- A berserker's knees are not made for all this bending.
- Quietly, Boo.
- Soften my step, Boo! No - get out of my boot.
- The hunter stalks his prey. The hamster waits for the fun to start.
Hiding
- Let us tread soft and sure as hunting hamsters.
- Still this patter of paws, Boo - we must be quiet.
- Butt-level, all the better for the kicking.
- I am. Soverystealthy.
Hiding (in combat)
- It is difficult to charge from down here.
- I do not like this bendy battle-stance.
- Quick Boo - sit on my skull, so the light does not betray us!
- Remember, Minsc. Quiet battle cries only.
- Boo - say BOO!
- The hunter stalks his prey. The hamster naps until the action starts.
At low health
- Boo does his best to hold my wounds closed, but some healing might help.
- Hah, these wounds might have killed a lesser warrior! Although... that is a lot of blood.
- Healing, quickly, or Boo shall have to find another mount!
Can't fit in a small hole
- Do not send a ranger to do a hamster's job, hm?
Can't fit in a tiny hole
- Truly? Now Minsc thinks you are making mock.
Can't use an item
- Not now, perhaps.
- Not working.
- No.
- It's no use.
Can't use an item while in combat
- Eh, not now. Perhaps Boo can hold it for you?
- Not now!
- Battle first, thingy later.
- Ah-ah. A berserker needs both hands, the better to squeeze at evil's skull.
Finding a locked item
- OPEN! No, that did not work. Perhaps there is another way.
- It must be unsealed elsewhere.
- Hm. Sealed tighter than a Thayan's heart.
- We shall have to open it elsewhere, Boo? And not with my skull? Strange.
Looking at a globe
- We have travelled far and wide, Boo, but I know not this land of... 'globe'?
Looking at an astrolabe
- Boo! Can you see your house from here?
Looking into a mirror
- Bounce light all you wish, little mirror. Minsc will only bounce it back!
- Boo, Minsc has something in his teeth. Would you mind...?
- Perhaps I should paint the rest of my skull. What say you, Boo?
Looking into a telescope
- Observe, Boo. Perhaps we shall see your miniature giant space mother, soaring across the skies.
Surprised by mimic
- Eat me once, shame on you. Eat me twice - WATCH IT!
- Down, beast! Minsc is too much of a mouthful for your kind.
After a Short Rest
- Watch out, evil. None nap so powerfully as Boo!
- My hamster, he is so full of beans!
- I did not sleep. I did not snore. It was a battle-trance.
- Ah, but it was good to feel the breeze between my toes. Back to the road.
On character death
Player:
- A noble soul has fallen! Boo will reap the vengeance of a thousand tiny bites!
Player (Dark Urge):
- Our friend has fallen! Guard the body, Boo, so a priest might stuff the soul back in!
Lae'zel:
- I know you do not fall so easily, gith child. On your feet!
Shadowheart:
- Shadowheart, no! Stand, so you might mock Minsc again!
Karlach:
- Karlach - NO! Boo, we must heap more fuel upon her flames!
Jaheira:
- There are many who thought they had killed the great Jaheira. I will show you what became of them!
Gale:
- No, wizard! You have so many more lectures for Boo to sleep through!
Wyll:
- Wyll! Shed a tear for the Blade of Frontiers, Boo - but first, the VENGEANCE!
Minthara:
- Dark elf! Do NOT go into the LIGHT!
Astarion:
- Astarion! NO!
Halsin:
- Rise again, druid! You are too large for your beloved earth to swallow!
Location Remarks
Act Three
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Party Banter
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Minsc and Astarion 
(By the Basilisk's Gate)
- Minsc: Ah, but it is a fine thing to walk with friends beneath the warming sun!
- Astarion: Friends' might be a stretch, but otherwise - yes, I fully agree!
- Minsc: You might have your cloudy locks to keep the heat off your head, but do not forget that Minsc has Boo! We will be like twins, eh?
- Astarion: We will? Gods - two hundred years and I've never missed seeing my reflection more.
(In Harborview Park)
- Minsc: Oh, I do not know, Boo. If you buried the nuts here before we were stone, I am thinking they might have gone bad.
- Astarion: Minsc! Enough! The hamster isn't saying a damn thing and you know it.
- Minsc: Well, Astarion. Boo is of good breeding, and so only speaks when he has something nice to say.
- Minsc: Perhaps this is why he has never seen fit to speak to you.
- Astarion: How delightfully vicious. I'm beginning to like the hamster.
(By the Eastern Docks)
- Minsc: ASTARION! FISH! ASTARION!
- Astarion: Minsc, please - slow down. Use your words.
- Minsc: Minsc has thought how you might be a more virtuous vampire - feast on fish instead. They are made of naught but neck!
- Astarion: It's a sweet thought, but fish just doesn't have the flavour of full-blooded red meat.
- Minsc: No, you do not 'agree', Boo. I told you you have been spending far too much time around the pale one...
(Ascendant Astarion)
- Minsc: Do not think your twinkly-eyed wiles will work on us, vampire lord.
- Astarion: Oh, I know I could never tempt you, but maybe your little friend would like to perch on a more elegant shoulder?
- Minsc: Do not look into his eyes, Boo! Think not of nesting in his thick and downy mane!
- Astarion: You'll never know unless you try. Just once? Maybe you'll like it.
(Spawn Astarion)
- Minsc: No, Boo. Astarion is a friend now - he would never bite you.
- Minsc: Yes, vampire?
- Astarion: Yes... I mean - no? I am not interested in biting the rodent is the point.
- Astarion: Not least because he lives in your trousers...
Minsc and Gale 
(At Sorcerous Sundries)
- Minsc': Minsc has never trusted places such as this. Too much of a wizard's power can be simply packaged and picked up.
- Minsc: Well, picked up by all but Minsc. When he touches the many delicate little jars, oh how the wizards shout and stare!
- Gale: Fear not, Minsc. You have a wizard at your side who positively encourages such curiosity. You'll fit right in.
- Minsc: Obliged, wizard. Should we find our way to a weaponsmith, Minsc will rough you up a little - so that you too can fit in.
(In the Water Queen's House)
- Minsc: Umberlee - her clerics possess a nasty streak as wide as her oceans.
- Gale: So their reputation suggests - especially among the good folk of Waterdeep. I'm curious to learn how you fell foul of them...
- Minsc: 'Blasphemy', said the temple priestess. But Minsc says: do not give horns to your statues if you do not wish the visitors to try and make them toot.
- Gale: Yes, that would probably do it.
(At the Wyrmway Puzzle)
- Minsc: A puzzle, is it? Boo is most adept at their solving - no matter where Minsc hides the nuts, Boo is always able to sniff them out!
- Gale: I'm rather a dab hand myself when it comes to a spot of intellectual intrigue...
- Minsc: The nuts are in my pocket, wizard. Please do not go patting at Minsc's person.
(At the House of Hope)
- Minsc: Gale! You will perhaps able to explain where Boo has not - what exactly is the difference between a devil and a demon?
- Gale: A fascinating question, one that boils down to which criteria we choose to apply. Are we speaking about the physiological? Theological? Etymological?
- Minsc: Eh. Just how-to-kill... -ical.
- Gale: Oh. Then for your purposes, they are exactly the same.
- Minsc: Gale. Minsc worries you might send a fireball up his butt, with all of this stringy hair in your face.
- Gale: Is that why you keep your head shaved? I assumed it was a custom of some sort.
- Minsc: Oh, no! Most warriors of Rashemen wear long battle-braids, weighed down with stone. Minsc can show you, when next we camp?
- Gale: Thank you, but I'm more wizard than warrior. I'm not sure my scalp would stand up to such a plaiting.
Minsc and Karlach 
- Karlach: Minsc, you come from an entire nation of berserkers. Give me some of those good Rashemaar pointers.
- Minsc: Oh. There is much to be learned. Deep breaths. Meditative trances. Strange and stinking mushrooms.
- Minsc: But Minsc could master none of this. Which made him sad. Which made him mad. Which made him the berserker you see before you.
- Karlach: Huh. Really?
- Minsc: And there is always Boo, with the needful nip when anger is slow in coming. This is not how you do it...?
- Minsc: Karlach - do I see you gazing long at Boo? You wish to have a hamster of your own, I think.
- Karlach: I wouldn't say no. But really I was thinking... how old is he, Minsc?
- Minsc: He is quite obviously in his prime. For a miniature giant space hamster.
- Karlach: And he's always looked the exact same? No chance Jaheira's been swapping him out every few years?
- Minsc: Karlach! Minsc and Boo thought better of you, than to be so concerned with looks.
(Approaching the Guildhall)
- Minsc: Are you familiar with the evil works of Nine-Fingers and her Guild, Karlach?
- Karlach: I've Heard of her - and everyone knows the Guild. They're not bad if you know how to work 'em.
- (If Minsc (grudgingly) agreed to work with Nine-Fingers)
- Minsc: Hm. Boo and I, we are in need of honest berserkers to keep the Guild honest in turn. Will you show us how this 'working' is done?
- Karlach: Sure. The trick is to let them mess with you just once, and show 'em what happens. They won't try again.
- (If Minsc has not agreed to work with Nine-Fingers)
- Minsc: Minsc means to do no working. When he breaks the guildmaster, it will be for the fun of it alone.
(In the Undercity Ruins)
- Minsc: A dead and foul place. Only a villain would nest down in these tunnels.
- Karlach: Hang on, weren't you living in the sewer?
- Minsc: Entirely different! That was foul only in its smells, and the way our water tasted. But it was home.
- Karlach: Fair enough, buddy. Home is where the heart is, anyway.
- Minsc: Ah - in that case, home is in my pocket, nestled on soft bed of flesh and fluff.
(At the Temple of Bhaal)
- Karlach: What a pesthole! Can't wait to clear this place out.
- Minsc: There will be much trading of threats and insults, no doubt. But Minsc will be ready when it is time for boot to meet butt.
- Karlach: You and me both, pal.
(At the Morphic Pool)
- Minsc: Karlach, this brain we go to bully - Boo has suggested it is large. Wizard-brain large? Boo-brain large?
- Karlach: Like... as many Boo-brains as a mortal mind can fathom. It's an elder brain, after all. You heard of those?
- Minsc: Of course!
- Minsc: What is an elder brain?
- Karlach: Honestly, I'm not completely sure. But I know it'll be no match for you, me, and the hamster.
Minsc and Lae'zel 
- Minsc: Bah! Fine, Boo. Lae'zel - my hamster wishes me to tell you:
- Minsc: You are the most beautiful thing he has ever seen.
- Lae'zel: I'm afraid I can't return the sentiment - but I know of some githyanki who would find him quite... appealing. Mouth-watering, in fact.
Minsc and Shadowheart 
- Shadowheart: Hey Minsc, what was it like, being a statue?
- Minsc: Dark. Lonely. Helpless.
- Shadowheart: The dark is Shar's domain. You wouldn't have been lonely if you embraced her.
- Minsc: Evil! Never!
- Shadowheart: Hey Minsc, How do you judge what's evil?
- Minsc: Enough trick questions! Evil is clearly evil.
- Shadowheart: Am I evil? You called my goddess so.
- Minsc: If I decide you are evil, my blade will inform you of the fact.
- Minsc: Shadowheart. I saw you pluck Boo from the ground, when you thought no one was watching.
- Minsc: It pleases you, to hold him? And you have truly cleansed yourself of Shar?
- Shadowheart: I suppose you're right. On both counts.
- Minsc: HMMMMMMMM. Then for one day only, you may carry him in your pocket. So long as it is clean. Padded. Well-aired.
- Minsc: And full of nuts!
- Minsc: Boo will not permit himself to be held by you any longer, Shadowheart.
- Minsc: He fears you will sacrifice him in some Sharran ritual of dark oils and leather.
- Shadowheart: Oh, he's far too precious for that. I'll go find a comely barmaid or guardsman instead.
Minsc and Wyll 
(Entering 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.
(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.
(If Wyll is being romanced)
- Minsc: Minsc has felt Boo's heart is fluttering faster than usual... for our friend the Blade is bethrothed.
- 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.
(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.
- (Before Balduran's Reveal)
- 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?
- (After Balduran's Reveal)
- 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.
(At the 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.
Minsc and Halsin 
(At the Elfsong Tavern)
- Minsc: See, Boo? They have made their repairs. The owner once used Boo to mop up her ale, and she and Minsc had a discussion on the matter.
- Halsin: Trouble seems to seek you out, Minsc. I know the feeling - the larger you are, the more likely someone wishes to test themselves against you.
- Minsc: Minsc sometimes wishes he was small as Boo - so that he might sit and listen to the storytellers in peace.
- Halsin: Perhaps you should study the druidic arts - with wildshape, you could make yourself as diminutive as you please. Smaller than Boo, even.
- Minsc: Oh. OHOHOHO.
(At Felogyr's Fireworks)
- Minsc: Bah. Boo says the many colours remind him of home, but Minsc has never enjoyed these fireworks.
- Halsin: They may have their purposes. You could cast fireballs of sorts, without having to spend years studying magic tomes.
- Minsc: ...Archdruid. You are as formidable in mind as you are in muscle.
- Minsc: Gather the sparking sticks, Boo! With sword in one hand and these in the other, we need truck with wizards no more!
(If Halsin has been romanced)
- Minsc: Boo has been speaking to a certain squirrel-friend who frequents our camp, Halsin.
- Minsc: He was turned from a red squirrel to a grey, all by one shocking sight. Minsc thinks you owe him an apology.
- Halsin: Apologise for partaking in one of nature's most solemn rites? That squirrel should be glad to bear witness.
- Minsc: ...No, Boo, I do not know what this has to do with the bears...
Minsc and Jaheira 
(Entering Cazador's Palace)
- Minsc: If Minsc had any hairs on his head, this place would set them all a-standing. And look how Boo's bunches his hackles!
- Jaheira: We three have come through darker places than this together, Minsc.
- Jaheira: And hamsters don't have hackles.
- Minsc: Does Jaheira not set your heart at ease, Boo? It is comforting, to know that one so wise can be so wrong.
(In Bloomridge Park)
- Minsc: All of these statues - could they, too, be heroes all? Frozen in stone until the city has need of them?
- Jaheira: The Harpers keep records of those who fought for the city - I think I would recall mention of a bare-assed little cherub in all our story and song.
- Minsc: Well. Boo would also think you would have noticed when Minsc himself was frozen for over a century.
- Jaheira: ... do you know, I had forgotten just how catty your hamster can be.
(In The Blushing Mermaid)
- Minsc: Jaheira, Minsc's memory of his last time in this taproom is a little... fuzzy. Did he...?
- Jaheira: Fear not, Rashemaar. It has never been your way to over-indulge.
- Jaheira: But you did offend one of my contacts by letting Boo paddle around in her tankard. Pewter, I believe - she cracked it over your head.
- Minsc: Oh, praise the Three! Minsc was afraid he had shamed myself. I will, eh, leave a penny at the bar.
- Jaheira: Best leave two. I cracked her with my own, afterward. She was drinking grog - Boo's backside could only have improved it.
(Entering the Sewers)
- Minsc: AH! The smell of adventure, in the very heart of the city!
- Jaheira: The city's lower intestine, perhaps.
- Minsc: Better yet! What swifter way to strike at evil's butt than to crawl through its innards?
(In the Guildhall, before meeting Nine-Fingers Keene)
- Jaheira: If Nine-Fingers survived the fray, she will be right back to work in there. We ought to speak to her.
- Minsc: She has you in her thrall, Jaheira. Minsc will still her serpent tongue, before it has a chance to twine around your thoughts!
- Jaheira: That, she will definitely have something to say about.