User:Hargrimm/Barks

Extracted from:

Mods\SharedDev\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_PAD_LowHealth.lsj
Mods\Gustav\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_PAD_CrimeAgainstPartOfTheTeam.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Global\GLO_PAD_TeleporterHole_Small.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Global\GLO_PAD_TeleporterHole_Tiny.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_AD_CannotUseNow.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_AD_CannotUseNow_Combat.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_AD_UnlockedElsewhere.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_Globe_Rich_A_PAD.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_WorldGlobe_B_PAD.lsj
Mods\SharedDev\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_PAD_Mirror.lsj
Mods\Shared\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_Telescope_PAD.lsj
Mods\Gustav\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_PerceptionSuccess_Trap.lsj
Mods\Gustav\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_InvestigationSuccess.lsj
Mods\Gustav\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_InvestigationSuccess_Trap.lsj
Mods\Gustav\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_PAD_Mimic_Revealed.lsj
Mods\Gustav\Story\Dialogs\Generics\GLO_PAD_Mimic_Surprised.lsj
Mods\GustavDev\Story\Dialogs\Global\GLO_PAD_PartyCommentsAfterShortRest.lsj
Mods\GustavDev\Story\Dialogs\Global\GLO_PAD_CombatReact_PartyDeath.lsj

Astarion

Selected (in combat):

Let's have some fun.
Time to kill.
This feels good.
Let's turn someone inside out.
Shall we cut and run?
I've missed this.
Shall we dance?
The dance macabre.
Who's next?
Go for the throat.
I feel alive.
Can you feel death's cold grip?
There's blood in the air.
Let's spill some blood.
I'm ready.
Let's have some carnage.
Hungry for the slaughter.
Time for a cull.

Moving (in combat):

Outmanoeuvre them.
On the way.
Keep them guessing.
This will do nicely.
Moving.
With finesse.
Quickly!
Let's go.
Let's move.
Be quick.
On my way.
Don't linger.
Step quick.
This way.
Over here.
Yes, here.
Time to move.
A better position.

Selection spam (in combat):

I'm trying to focus on murder.
*Humming.*
I shot a svirfneblin in Menzoberranzan just to watch him die.
I should've been a drow. They have such stylish armour.

Hiding (in combat):

Just like old times.
Into the shadows.
Leave no trace.
On the hunt.
Now they see me...
Time for a new approach.
They won't know what bit them.
The subtle approach.
We'll do it my way.
Let's have a little fun.
Ready or not...
Let's find some prey.

Moving:

Go.
There.
Moving.
Quick step.
Yes, let's.
Let's go.
Let's move.
Let's be quick.
On my way.
Don't linger.
Step lightly.
Step quick.
Tread carefully.
Tread lightly.
This way.
Over here...
Shall we?
Over there.
Watch your back.
Watch the shadows.
One step at a time.
Subtle steps.

Hiding:

Let's keep to the shadows.
On tippy toes.
Just like old times.
Into the shadows.
Time for discretion.
Neither seen nor heard.
Like a wraith.
Leave no trace.
Be very, very quiet.
On the hunt.
Let's prowl.
Ready or not...

Moving (sneaking):

Nice and easy.
Step carefully.
Just like old times.
Move unseen.
The element of surprise.
They won't see me coming.
Gently...
Stay low.
Not a sound.
Stepping softly.
Silent as the grave.
Quietly...

Selected (sneaking):

What is it?
Mmm?
Quiet...
Really? Now?
Now?
Now what...
If this isn't important...
I was trying to concentrate.
Time to kill?
Time for a little death?
Keep your blade close.
Let's have some fun.
Hello you.
Ready.
Shall we?
Quietly now...
I'm just waiting.
Something smells tasty.

Selected:

Keep a blade close.
Trust no one.
Watch your back.
What now?
Hmm?
Someone there?
Hello again.
Was the sun always that bright?
Let's see what the day brings.
What a day.
Everything looks new.
Things feel... different.
Keep your distance, darling.
I could get used to this.
Well hello.
How delicious.
Careful. I bite.
Don't touch me.

Selection spam (sneaking):

Shhh. Just think sneaky thoughts.
Shut up, shut up, SHUT UP.
Be very, very quiet - I'm hunting idiots.
I've got a brand new torture chamber, so come and play with me.

Selection spam:

Why do beautiful people taste better? It hardly seems fair on the ugly - they have such wonderful personalities.
Ugh. Strahd wouldn't put up with this shit.
More like Drizzt Don't'Urden - no. No that's not funny.
Villains! Dissemble no more, I admit the deed! Tear up the floor - here, here! It is the beating of his hideous hea- oh, no, that's his brain. Where did I leave that heart?

At low health:

Heal me, damn you!
Gods - it hurts.
Urgh. That nearly ended me.
I can't take much more...
I need healing - now!

Attacked by party member:

Think you're funny, do you?

Can't fit in a small hole:

That thing is small, and I am not.

Can't fit in a tiny hole:

That thing is tiny, and I am not.

Can't use an item:

It's uncooperative.
That did nothing.
It's not broken, but it isn't working either.
Seems not.

Can't use an item while in combat:

Now is not the time.
Let's wait until no one's trying to kill me.
Killing people now, playing with doodads later.
Maybe later, when I'm not locked in combat?

Finding a locked item:

I'm not opening that. Not from here, at any rate.
I can't unlock it from here, but there must be a switch or a button somewhere...
Locked tight, but there must be some way to open it.
No, that's not moving. There must be a way to open it somewhere.

Looking at a globe:

The world looks so small. Like you could just reach out and take it.

Looking at an astrolabe:

Not just a world to explore, but an entire cosmos...

Looking into a mirror:

I don't need a reflection to know this looks fabulous.
Hmm, yes... still nothing.
Looking perfect as always. I assume.

Looking into a telescope:

I never cared for spyglasses. Watching things from afar is hardly fun.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

A trap. Someone doesn't like visitors.
Be careful, there are traps about.
Traps. How considerate.
Oh dear, someone's left a trap out for us.

Succeeded Investigation roll:

Well now, what have we here?
Well hello there.
Hmm, what could you be?
What's that I spy?
Ah, interesting.

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

It's a trap. And a nasty one at that.
A devious little trap.
Hello, you wicked little thing.

Identified a mimic:

A poor imitation. I see you, you sneaky little shapeshifter.

Surprised by mimic:

Yes, yes. I'd hide my true form if I looked like you, too.
Ugh. That creature was rather prettier in disguise.

After a Short Rest:

Off we go, then.
Well, some rest's better than none.
Enough sitting around - let's go hurt someone.
All right, time to see what new horror's waiting for us.

On character death:

Lae'zel:

Lae'zel - no!

Dark urge:

No! My sweet, bloodthirsty friend.

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart! No!

Karlach:

Karlach! You can't die - I won't let you die.

Generic:

No, you can't die. Get up, damn you!

Jaheira:

Jaheira! You will be avenged.

Gale:

No, Gale!

Wyll:

Wyll! Get up, you sweet fool!

Minthara:

Minthara! Damn it all.

Minsc:

No - Minsc! You can't die, not now!

Halsin:

No - Halsin! Gods damn it...

Lae'zel

Selected (in combat):

Time to strike!
I am fury, I am death!
Swift and lethal.
Victory awaits!
I will ascend!
Vlaakith'ka sivim hrath krash'ht.

Moving (in combat):

Taking position!
Vlaakith guide me.
No time to waste!
On the move!
My path be true.
Make way!

Selection spam (in combat):

I will know my queen!
There is no right or wrong, only truth.
What is the point, if not victory?
You are right to fear me.

Hiding (in combat):

Going into hiding.
I will hunt from the shadows.
My prey awaits.
A hidden threat.

Moving:

An efficient path.
One true way.
Onward.
Objective noted.
Proceeding.
Repositioning.
Quickly, then.
Without delay.

Hiding:

Unseen.
Into the shadows.
Undetected.
In Vlaakith's eyes only.

Moving (sneaking):

Light steps.
Unheard, unseen.
Not one false move.
I shouldn't linger.

Selected (sneaking):

Still in shadow.
Staying out of sight.
Keeping low.
Ready for anything.
With every breath, a purpose.
My patience wanes.

Selected:

Eager for battle.
Vlaakith's will be done.
Action, not reaction.
Assume nothing.
Indolence breeds madness.
Enough waiting. I crave blood.

Selection spam (sneaking):

Hush already.
There is no wisdom in madness.
Is perfection too much to ask?
There is but one way. Vlaakith.

Selection spam:

Must everyone be so exhausting?
Weapons high. Standards higher.
Is perfection too much to ask?
Pride is a virtue.

At low health:

Begone, death. You will not take me.
Tsk'va. My injuries need tending.
I will not fall before my time.
I need healing.

Attacked by party member:

Chk. Enough.
Watch yourself.
Pull yourself together before I pull you apart.

Can't fit in a small hole:

I'd have to be a lot smaller to squeeze in there.

Can't fit in a tiny hole:

I'm not fitting through that tiny hole.

Can't use an item:

Impossible.
That will not work.
Pointless.
This is futile.

Can't use an item while in combat:

Impossible. I'm in battle.
Now is not the time.
Not a priority.
I've got more immediate concerns.

Finding a locked item:

Chk - locked by some kind of mechanism.
Ngh. There must be a way in - I should survey the area.
Pointless. It must be unlocked elsewhere.
It's locked. I should investigate further.

Looking at a globe:

Toril. One pebble among many.

Looking at an astrolabe:

All those worlds among the stars, ripe for the Githyanki Empire's plucking.
Realmspace is vast. Countless worlds to be mapped, kingdoms to be conquered.

Looking into a mirror:

I see a warrior. A fighter. I see who I was born to be.
A mirror. Riveting.
Embrace pride, reject vanity. Especially when gazing at your own reflection.

Looking into a telescope:

A simple spyglass. Unsophisticated but effective.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

A trap. Just as I expected.
I've spotted a trap. Move with purpose.
Take heed - I see a trap.
Stay vigilant - there are traps here.

Succeeded Investigation roll:

Interesting.
What is that?
Curious.
I found something.
What's this?

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

Keep your wits. The place is trapped.
Trap. Step carefully.
Steady - I've detected a trap.
A trap. Make every step count.

Identified a mimic:

Look there - that fool beast thinks to ambush us.

Surprised by mimic:

Damnable mimic.
Duplicitous thing. I cannot suffer a liar.

After a Short Rest:

Rested enough. Now - forward.
That should more than suffice.
Enough time wasted. Battle awaits.
More than prepared.

On character death:

Dark urge:

No! Don't give in!

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart... she's down!

Karlach:

No - not Karlach!

Generic:

Tsk'va - I can't let you die!

Jaheira:

No, not Jaheira!

Gale:

Gale!

Wyll:

No, no - Wyll's down!

Minthara:

Minthara? Damn it all!

Minsc:

Minsc - not your time!

Astarion:

Astarion - no!

Halsin:

Halsin? Halsin!

Gale

Selected (in combat):

Creator. Destroyer.
A battle of wits.
Swords, meet sorcery!
One can't always be a gentleman.
No gloom, all doom.
Death is but a word away.
What fools these mortals be.
Victory is assured.
The lanceboard is set.
May the dice roll in my favour.
Mystra-Ryl!
Allow me to demonstrate.
I don't fancy their chances.
The witching hour.
A tale for the ages.
Unleash me.
I speak. They burn.
Gone with the Weave.
Let me recite their demise.
A rough tempest I will raise.

Moving (in combat):

It shall be done.
Certainly.
With ease.
Onward.
May it please Mystra.
On my way.
With haste.
Of course.
Step by step.
Indeed.
Outflank. Outsmart.
Swiftly now.
Don't get too close.
In striking distance.
Let's light them up.
Step to it.
Good move.
Rook to queen six.
Knight to king five.
Pawn to cleric four.

Selection spam (in combat):

Just go for the Magic Missile and fire away. Never fails.
Don't make me go all Edwin Odesseiron on you.
Get. Out. Of. My. Head.
I really wish I could cast a Hold spell on you.

Hiding (in combat):

Did they see me?
On cat's paws.
A silent spell.
The whispered Weave.
There goes my equilibrium.
An invisibility spell works too, you know.
I will be but an illusion.
I'll keep my doubts to myself...
O, to cast on bended knee.
Must I?
I perform better on my feet.
This has to be frowned upon.

Moving:

It shall be done.
Certainly.
Forthwith.
Most excellent.
With ease.
Adventure awaits.
Onward.
May it please Mystra.
The path less travelled.
To new horizons.
On my way.
With haste.
Let's explore.
Quite.
My pleasure.
That way?
Of course.
Right away.
Yes.
Let's go.
Immediately.
Very well.
Step by step.
I venture forth.

Hiding:

Such a long way down.
The coward's route.
It's a gnome's life for me.
My robes will get dirty.
Unseen and unsightly.
If I must.
Yes, yes.
Not this again.
You've got the wrong man for this.
Oh, bother.
Brought low.
No honour among sneaks.

Moving (sneaking):

It shall be done.
Certainly.
Forthwith.
Most excellent.
With ease.
Adventure awaits.
Onward.
May it please Mystra.
The path less travelled.
To new horizons.
On my way.
With haste.
Let's explore.
Quite.
My pleasure.
That way?
Of course.
Right away.
Yes.
Let's go.
Immediately.
Very well.
Step by step.
I venture forth.

Selected (sneaking):

This really isn't my forte.
My knees are starting to ache.
Such an undignified position to find oneself in.
I'm a wizard, not a cat burglar.
Let's get this over with.
I'd rather stand tall.
What?
Get me up, would you?
Intolerable.
This is no fun at all.
I can't see a thing from down here.
Why am I doing this?
Just hurry this along.
How unseemly.
How much longer will this take?
Bad for one's back, this.
I'm surprised you spotted me.

Selected:

One with the Weave.
We're a long way from Waterdeep.
The air is ripe with magic.
Lovely day, this. For now.
Which way to the nearest library?
I applaud your taste.
Lost in thought.
Quite ready for you.
I have the magic touch.
Elminster's not around, so might as well.
You have my attention.
Seek and you shall find me.
Direct me.
Salutations!
No rest for the wicked, I see.
Let me work my magic.
Charmed, I'm sure.
An excellent choice!
At the ready.
Ready and willing.
Yes?
Your desire?

Selection spam (sneaking):

You made me hide, don't make me come seek you.
Gods, it's like trying to sleep with a mosquito in the room.
A little privacy please.
Stop it - that tickles.

Selection spam:

I hope Halaster takes good care of Tara while I'm away.
Sembian wine; Cormyrian boar; Waterdhavian conversation. It's the little things you miss while on the road.
Oh, what a tangled Weave we web!
All the world's my stage and you're just a player in it.

At low health:

Weave save me. I can't take much more...
Death can't have me. Not yet...
I cannot die. Please, help me.
Some healing for a wizard in need?

Attacked by party member:

Really?
Stop it!
Get off!

Can't fit in a small hole:

I'm far too big to get through there.
Perhaps if there were considerably less of me...
That's not a Gale-sized hole.

Can't fit in a tiny hole:

Which part of me is supposed to fit in there, exactly?
Far, far far too small for me.
I'm a large man, and that's a very small hole.

Can't use an item:

Now's not the right time for that.
Hmmm. Maybe later.
No. I'll have to try again later.
I can't use this at the moment.

Can't use an item while in combat:

Gods, you're distracting aren't you?
Perhaps later, when I'm not in mortal peril...
Hardly the right moment for that!
Not the time!

Finding a locked item:

Locked. Perhaps by some nearby mechanism...
Not budging. There must be something here to unlock it.
Can't be opened directly. Time to investigate.
No ordinary lock. Something else seals it.

Looking at a globe:

Ah, to hold the world in the palm of one's hand!

Looking at an astrolabe:

Quite something, to hold the cosmos in your hands...
A map of the celestial bodies. Beautiful, but not a patch on the real thing.
A fine apparatus. Though not as beautiful as my own.
Coliar, Karpri, Anadia... So many worlds still to travel. One day.

Looking into a mirror:

Looking magical, as always.
'Doth thy mirror crack?' Apparently not.
No harm reflecting on one's appearance.

Looking into a telescope:

No time for star-gazing. More's the pity.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

A trap... This place is more dangerous than I thought.
A nasty surprise... Caution is warranted here.
My, I had better be careful not to trigger that thing.

Succeeded Investigation roll:

I spy with my little eye...
Something hidden - but not from me.
Methinks I spotted something.
What's that over there?
Intriguing.

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

A trap... So much for the art of hospitality.
Traps! One always has to be on the alert.
Traps, eh? I've a feeling I'm not very welcome here.

Identified a mimic:

My, my, a mimic. I'm the last one you've tried to ambush, you craven thing.

Surprised by mimic:

Another mimic! You'd think I'd get better at spotting the damned things.
Gah! That's a frightful amount of teeth where there shouldn't be any.

After a Short Rest:

That hit the spot.
A little respite does wonders.
Patched up and pushing on.
Lovely little pick me up.

On character death:

Lae'zel:

Lae'zel! You can't die like this...

Dark urge:

No, not you!

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart! Anyone but her!

Karlach:

Don't give up, Karlach. Please...

Generic:

Now's no time to die. You must get up!

Jaheira:

No, not Jaheira!

Wyll:

Wyll! Please - stay with me.

Minthara:

Don't worry, Minthara. Gale won't let you down.

Minsc:

Minsc? Boo?

Astarion:

Astarion!

Halsin:

Halsin, no!

Shadowheart

Selected (in combat):

Can't give up. Not now.
My faith will protect me.
What should I do?
Darkness protect me.
Need to stay focused.
What's the plan?
I'm ready.
Can't afford to let up.
Got to keep fighting.
Talk to me.
Got to focus.
Can't give up.
Need to act fast.
Let's finish this.
Dark Lady, help me strike true.
Got to concentrate.
Ready.
Let's end this.

Moving (in combat):

Onward.
On the move.
Got to press on.
On I go.
Moving.
Heading there.
Have to keep going.
On my way.
Got to move.

Hiding (in combat):

Better hide.
Need to stay hidden.
Better avoid unfriendly eyes.
Hidden - for now.
Better to hide than fight, sometimes.
Can't attack what can't be seen.
Unnoticed - good.
Not the bravest strategy, I'll admit.
Need to keep out of sight.
Come find me, if you dare...
No need to fight fair.
Mustn't be seen.

Moving:

I must keep going.
Onward, in Her name.
Onward, in Shar's name.
On I go.
Onward.
No time to waste.
This way.
Got to press on.
Let's try this way.
Need to keep going.
Onward, then.
Got to keep moving.
No time for dallying.
Onward, ever onward.
I'll take this way.
Have to keep pushing.
I'll go this way.

Selection spam (sneaking):

I wonder how I'll feel when I remember everything.
Strange. I've had more freedom this past while than my whole life...
Have to keep focused. Can't afford to get attached - to anyone.
If I succeed, maybe I'll be allowed a pet... ugh, stop being silly.

Selection spam (in combat):

I wonder how I'll feel when I remember everything.
Strange. I've had more freedom this past while than my whole life...
Have to keep focused. Can't afford to get attached - to anyone.
If I succeed, maybe I'll be allowed a pet... ugh, stop being silly.

Hiding:

None shall see me.
Perfectly hidden.
Shar conceals me.
Unnoticed. Good.
Unseen. Perfect.
Darkness cloak me.
Calm and quiet, that's the way.
Unseen, as I was taught.
Keep low and quiet.
Quiet as a mouse.
Have to keep low.
Mustn't let anyone see.

Moving (sneaking):

Darkness cloak me.
Quiet as a shadow.
Onward.
Need to press onward.
I see a way.
Off I go.
Hmm.
Need to tread softly.
Best step softly.
No time to dally.
Better tread carefully.

Selected (sneaking):

Ready, unseen.
Secrecy above all.
Cloak and dagger, my favourite.
I am ready.
Can't afford to stay idle.
I can't afford to fail.
I have to survive this.
Can't afford any mistakes.
There is work to do.
Whatever comes, I'm ready.
My faith protects me.
Darkness guide me.
What comes now?
I need to concentrate.
The mission has to come first.
What's next, I wonder?
Need to keep focused.

Selected:

What's next, I wonder?
My faith will guide me.
Wits and blades, always sharp.
I am ready.
I wonder what the next move is.
There is work to do.
Whatever comes, I'm ready.
Can't afford to stay idle.
What's next?
There's no time to waste.
I'm ready. Whatever it takes.
What am I to do?
My faith protects me.
Let's get on with it.
Hmm.
A long way to go still.
No time to dally.

Selection spam:

I wonder how I'll feel when I remember everything.
Strange. I've had more freedom this past while than my whole life...
Have to keep focused. Can't afford to get attached - to anyone.
If I succeed, maybe I'll be allowed a pet... ugh, stop being silly.

At low health:

A little help, please?
I'm not going to last much longer...
Fading fast. I need healing.

Attacked by party member:

Stop that!

Can't fit in a small hole:

I don't think I'll fit through there...

Can't fit in a tiny hole:

No chance I'll fit through that.

Can't use an item:

Can't use this right now.
Maybe not the right time.
I'll have to try this later.
No use. Not right now, at least.

Can't use an item while in combat:

Not the right moment.
Not exactly an opportune moment.
Can't use this right now.
Better finish the fight first.

Finding a locked item:

Locked. Better take a look around.
Won't open. Perhaps there's something nearby that can help.
No use. There must be a way to get this open nearby...
Locked tight. Better look for the means to get this open.

Looking at a globe:

So many places. It'd take more than a lifetime to visit them all.

Looking at an astrolabe:

So many worlds out there. You'd need a thousand lifetimes to see them all - more.

Looking into a mirror:

Better stop gazing at myself before someone accuses me of vanity...
Not bad, all things considered.
I've looked worse. But I've definitely looked better.

Looking into a telescope:

Useful for spying threats from afar, I suppose.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

A trap.
Best avoid that trap.
Looks like a trap there.

Succeeded Investigation roll:

Hmm. What do we have here?
I wonder how long this went overlooked?
Something's here. Almost missed it.
What's this?
Hidden away - but not hidden well enough.

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

Looks like a trap. Best tread carefully.
A trap. Better give it a wide berth.
A trap. Better watch my step.

Identified a mimic:

A shapeshifter, lying in wait. It won't get the drop on me.

Surprised by mimic:

Bloody mimics. More fool me for taking things at face value.
Hells, you can't trust anything, can you?

After a Short Rest:

I can keep going a little longer, now.
That helped.
A welcome rest.
Just a brief respite.

On character death:

Lae'zel:

Lae'zel, no!

Dark urge:

No!

Karlach:

Karlach, no!

Generic:

No!

Jaheira:

Jaheira, no!

Gale:

Gale, no!

Wyll:

Wyll, no!

Minthara:

Minthara, no!

Minsc:

Minsc, no!

Astarion:

Astarion, no!

Halsin:

Halsin, no!

Wyll

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!

Moving (in combat):

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

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.

Hiding (in combat):

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

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.

Hiding:

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

Moving (sneaking):

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

Selected (sneaking):

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

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.

Selection spam (sneaking):

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

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...

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.

Attacked by party member:

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.

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:

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

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:

Lae'zel:

Hells. Lae'zel...

Dark urge:

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

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart? It can't be...

Karlach:

Karlach... no no no...

Generic:

By Balduran's bones, 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...

Karlach

Selected (in combat):

Let's cook with fire, baby.
Now this is my happy place.
Hup hup!
On my word.
I got this.
Bye forever, pal.
I'm heating up!
GODS, it's HOT in here!
Put 'em up.
Hahahaha!
My turn.
I smell blood.
All right, Karlach, it's go time.
This is gonna feel good.
Ready for another round?
Let's GO!
Watch this.
Fuck yes!

Moving (in combat):

Over there!
Heading out.
Find a route.
Moving.
Tactical.
Close ranks.
In position!
Jimmy on the go.
Covered.
Knees high.
I've got it.
Count on me.
No surrender.
Got it.
Under their noses.
Aye aye.
Soldier.
Incoming!

Selection spam (in combat):

Eyes on the prize - we need to win this!
Not every soldier should've made it out of training.
Eyes on victory, tummy on dinner.
I ought to just burn this whole thing down.

Hiding (in combat):

Get down!
They won't spot me now.
Quiet as silence.
Can't see me.
Don't look!
Oh yeah.
Slick.
Shht!
Here I go...
Invisible.
Born for this.
Boom! Here I go.

Moving:

Hup to.
All right.
Marching.
Soldier?
On my way.
There we go.
What next?
Lalala.
Oh yeah.
Let's go!
Heyy.
Uh huh.
Phew!
Movin' it.
Where to?
Got it.
Let's ride.
Saddle up.
Honk honk.
Yeah-ha.
Me?
If you insist.
While I'm at it.
Toes, toes.

Hiding:

Stealth mode: activated.
Like a vandal.
Let's turn down the fire.
Shh...
Shadows don't suit me.
Time for a soft touch.
You can't see me.
Invisible me.
I feel like a rothé in a tea shop.
Steady...
I've got this.
Not used to lying low.

Moving (sneaking):

I'm too tall for this...
Halfling essence...
Long n' low.
Rat feet.
Sneak sneak.
Quiet.
Shadowlach
Shh...
I'm nothing!
Light as air
Turn down the fire.
Whisper mode.

Selected (sneaking):

Let's march!
What a charmer.
Hey, good-looking.
C'mon, let's go!
I could go for a good meal.
Damn, it's good to be alive.
Ready for some good news.
Soldier.
I'd love to, thanks.
You're making me sweat.
Wanna dance?
What's cooking?
Don't be shy.
Don't burn yourself.
Attention!
Well, well.
What's the story?
Dum-dee-dum.

Selected:

Let's march!
What a charmer.
Hey, good-looking.
C'mon, let's go!
I could go for a good meal.
Damn, it's good to be alive.
Soldier.
I'd love to, thanks.
Making me sweat.
Wanna dance?
What's cooking?
Don't be shy.
Don't burn yourself.
Attention!
Well, well, well.
What's the story?
La-da-da-da...
Hey-ho.

Selection spam (sneaking):

My back can't take much more of this.
Not now, I'm being a sneak!
I'm getting too old for this nonsense.
I'm not built to crouch.

Selection spam:

NOTE TO ACTOR/DIRECTOR: Blow a raspberry at the player.
Don't. Poke. The Karlach.
Who am I?
My eye!

At low health:

Need some oil over here!
Tune me up, quick!
Won't last much longer like this.
Soldier! I need your help!

Attacked by party member:

Hey now! What's that all about?
Easy does it, soldier.
C'mon now, knock that off.

Can't fit in a small hole:

Yeah, maybe if I was half the size.
No chance.
Maybe if I were a halfling.

Can't fit in a tiny hole:

That's for someone teeny-tiny, not biggy-biggy.
Not a chance I'd fit.
Maybe if I was a quarter of the size.

Can't use an item:

No joy.
Nope.
C'mon...
Argh!

Can't use an item while in combat:

Not now.
Not during a fight.
Other things on my mind, thanks.
Let's finish this fight first.

Finding a locked item:

Nope. Maybe there's some other way to open it.
Locked out. Maybe I can get it open another way.
Let me look around. Might be something that'll help me crack this thing.
Gotta be something around here to unlock this thing.

Looking at a globe:

Where should we go next?
What a world.
Round and round.
Let's see, where's Faerûn.
Big.

Looking at an astrolabe:

Wouldn't mind knowing what else is out there.
No thanks, I'm happy where I'm at.
Makes me dizzy. Feet planted firmly on Faerûn, please.

Looking into a mirror:

Hey, good lookin'.
Aw, me.
Check out those arms.
Hey, girl.
Cute.

Looking into a telescope:

Big shiny eye.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

Easy - this place is hungry for blood.
This'll be fun.
A trap! Time to dance.
Hot foot, hot foot - place is trapped.

Succeeded Investigation roll:

What's this?
Gotcha.
He-llo.
What's that now?
C'mere you.

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

Place is trapped.
Someone's rigged this place to the teeth.
Go lightly; I spot a trap.

Identified a mimic:

Come out, come out, little mimic...

Surprised by mimic:

Another mimic! Aw, look at all those teeth.
A mimic! Aww, baby!

After a Short Rest:

Nice little nap.
Feeling fresh.
Ah, that put the wind back in my sails.
*Yawn!*

On character death:

Lae'zel:

On your feet, soldier! That's an order!

Dark urge:

Hang on - I won't allow this. You aren't dead, go it?

Shadowheart:

C'mon, Fringe, back up with you!

Generic:

You're not dying. Not on my watch.

Jaheira:

Fuck no. Not Jaheira.

Gale:

Gale! Come on, magic man, hang on!

Wyll:

WYLL! NO!

Minthara:

On your feet, Minthara! Today's not your day.

Minsc:

Oh, no you don't, baldy. On your feet!

Astarion:

Astarion, you leech, you can't die like this!

Halsin:

Halsin! Hang on! Please!

Jaheira

Selected (in combat):

Ready.
For the fallen.
Do you know, I think we have given offence.
No better moment.
Red in tooth and claw.
Consider my hackles raised.
Orders?
Onward.
Still standing, no matter what you heard.
You have still have time to surrender.
Always the same old song.
And I thought we were going to be friends.
Death greets us all - but not today.
Naught but another harvest.
What must be done.
This is the easy part.
War is an old woman's game.
I think I could go another round.

Moving (in combat):

Blades bared.
Into battle.
The straight path.
On the hunt.
Enough circling.
No rest, be you wicked or wise.
I can still move fast, when I need to.
I go hunting.
Quickly.
Understood.
Stalking.
Oakfather, ease my way.
Into position.
By your command.
Bring me into battle.
Forward.
Not pinned down just yet.

Selection spam (in combat):

You have my attention - now do something with it.
What? What do you want!?
Do you know, I begin to wish they had never brought me back.
Yes, yes, have your fun. It isn't you they're trying to kill.

Hiding (in combat):

Take them unawares.
A moment to plan.
Silvanus soften my steps.
Watch for the hidden hand.
Out of sight.
Cast your arrows elsewhere...
No one hides like a Harper.
Be a dear and look elsewhere, would you?

Moving:

No rest, be you wicked or wise.
At your command.
I go where I'm told...
Going, going.
Lead the way.
Just a little further.
Always another step to go.
Oakfather ease the road.
Someday, I will sit down.
Work to be done.
Saer, yes saer.
Someday, I will sit down. I mean it.
Haven't sprouted roots just yet.
Shake off the dust.
There.
Moving.
A little further.
Still some way to go.
Onward.
Boots worn through.
On my way.
Go.

Hiding:

Unseen.
Silvanus soften my steps.
Pay me no mind...
No one hides like a Harper.
Eyes to yourselves.
Quick and quiet.

Moving (sneaking):

On the trail.
Stalking.
Be we predator or prey?
No rest, be you wicked or wise.
As I'm told.
Cannot always go in plain sight.
Quietly as I can.
Lest my old bones creak.
Going.
Hunting.
None shall see.
Aye.

Selected (sneaking):

Best not to draw attention.
Ask, then - but quietly.
Steps light as falling leaves...
Speak. Up.
Ssssshhh.
Turn your gaze, lest I turn it for you...
Work to be done.
Nature's servant awaits.
Always nice to be wanted.
Swiftly, if you please. These knees do not bend easily.
Nature's servant, still waiting.
Oh my, you found me.
Did I snap a twig, or a toe?
Another step on the path.
Yes?
Ever-ready.
Only ask.
Always more to be done.

Selected:

Work to be done.
At your command.
Yes?
This ought to be good.
Nature's servant awaits.
Whatever it takes.
Such authority...
Always nice to be wanted.
Do what must be done.
How high?
Mm?
Call, and I answer.
Ready and waiting. Well, certainly waiting.
The work is never done.
Wherever we go, ye gods let there be something green.
Let me guess - you need something.
Let us show them how it's done.
Watch your elders and learn.

Selection spam (sneaking):

Dry those sweaty palms and let us try this again, shall we?
Argh, my knees! Oh. It was a twig.
Would that I could hide from you, too.
Careful, or I will take your toy away from you.

Selection spam:

Oh, calm down. I'm happy to see you too.
I would poke you back, but I fear that's what you want.
My, such strong wrists.
Well you certainly have the 'omnipresent' part down, don't you?
Please go poke the ranger instead.

At low health:

Agh! I think... this one is slowing me down...
A rest... a potion... and all... will be well...
Healing, cub. Lest I sit down for a rest and not rise again.

Attacked by party member:

I would not like to end our acquaintance in violence. But that does not mean I won't.

Can't fit in a small hole:

Even in my youth, I was not quite so slight as this.

Can't fit in a tiny hole:

No way through - in this form, at least.

Can't use an item:

Can't be done now.

Can't use an item while in combat:

Later!
Perhaps when we are not fighting for our lives, hm?
Hands a little full here.
We have slightly more pressing matters to attend to.

Finding a locked item:

Nothing. There must be another way to unseal it.
Can't be opened - not from here, at least.
Sealed. Best look around for a way to open it.
No movement. Perhaps we must unlock it somewhere else?

Looking at a globe:

So many places to be... and I chose Baldur's Gate.

Looking at an astrolabe:

Planets beyond our own, and planes beyond those. I have headaches enough on this little patch of earth, thank you.

Looking into a mirror:

I can fawn over my face later.
What good all this ethereal eladrin blood if I can still get pimples?
This body can take a little more punishment yet.

Looking into a telescope:

As if there were not dark and light enough down here to gaze at.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

Succeeded Investigation roll:

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

Identified a mimic:

Surprised by mimic:

Must we beat every stick of furniture into submission?
At least you had the decency not to disguise yourself as a tree.

After a Short Rest:

Enough to keep us going, for now.
*Grunt.*
Agh. Is it the earth beneath that crunches, or the bones within?
Come, laggards. There is still enough to be done this day.

On character death:

Lae'zel:

Lae'zel! No - this is not where you fall, child of Gith.

Dark urge:

No!

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart! Don't you dare die here.

Karlach:

Karlach - no! Not yet!

Generic:

Up! Your work is not done!

Gale:

Gale - no!

Wyll:

No! Up, Wyll - you've taken worse wounds than this!

Minthara:

Stand, drow!

Minsc:

No, you great big fool - no!

Astarion:

Astarion - get up!

Halsin:

Rise, archdruid - your work is not done!

Minthara

Selected (in combat):

Yes?
Fresh orders?
Your command?
Let me strike.
Ready for battle.
Unleash me.
My victims await.
On your command.
I thirst for combat.

Moving (in combat):

A wise move.
Onward.
I seek an advantage.
Taking up position.
Right away.
Understood.
Yes.
I will not fail.
A bold manoeuvre.

Selection spam (in combat):

You had my attention, now you have my fury.
Phlar Lolth ssinssrickla.
Your suffering will be spectacular.
Stop, or die.

Hiding (in combat):

Swift, silent, deadly.
Velkyn.
The darkness is my home.
From shadow I will strike.
Veldryn.
I slip into shadows.

Moving:

At your command.
Gaining ground.
I lead the way.
Advance.
Yes.
Orders received.
At your bidding.
The way is clear.
The path is set.
Agreed.
Moving out.
Quick march.
Into position.
On my way.
Advancing.
Forward.
Proceeding.
On the move.
If you are sure.
If you insist.
If I must.
At once.
Out of my way.

Hiding:

Veiled in shadow.
I belong in darkness.
Unseen, I shall strike.
Oloth dos.
Death comes quietly.
The shadows are my friend.
Brorn.
Kyone.
Without warning.
From silence to suffering.
None will find me.
Velkyn.

Moving (sneaking):

Like a shadow.
Quiet as a cloaker.
Soft as silk.
I see a path.
Like a whisper.
Hush.
Understood.
I am veiled.
With caution.
None shall see me.
Cunning.

Selected (sneaking):

Whisper your command.
Not now.
Hush.
I am the shadows.
Darkness is my home.
Speak quickly.
Yes?
Do not distract me.
Quietly.
You can see me?
What?
Ssussun pholor dos.
Need a throat slitting?
Who shall I silence?
None shall see me.
I can kill with a whisper.
Veiled in shadow.
Soft, silent, lethal.

Selected:

You need my expertise?
At your command.
Yes?
Awaiting orders.
By my oath.
In your name.
Who's next?
Do we have a target?
Our enemies still draw breath.
I hope this is important. For your sake.
What now?
If it is for the best.
I am listening.
Fresh orders?
Our enemies are everywhere.
There can be no respite.
Hmm?
Reporting.

Selection spam (sneaking):

You had my attention, now you have my fury.
You will wish I had stayed in hiding.
Your suffering will be spectacular.
Stop, or die.

Selection spam:

You had my attention, now you have my fury.
Phlar Lolth ssinssrickla.
Your suffering will be spectacular.
Stop, or die.

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.
ERR: Unknown string

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.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

Succeeded Investigation roll:

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

Identified a mimic:

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?

After a Short Rest:

I hate to rest while our enemies still draw breath.
Come - we are rested enough.
Onward.
No more rest for the wicked.

On character death:

Lae'zel:

Lae'zel! Hold on, child.

Dark urge:

I will avenge you!

Shadowheart:

Stay with us, Shadowheart. That's an order.

Karlach:

Karlach's spark is extinguished.

Generic:

Straj! I will avenge you.

Jaheira:

Jaheira! Even legends can die.

Gale:

The wizard has fallen. Typical.

Wyll:

Minsc:

Boo! Your master has fallen.

Astarion:

Straj. Astarion!

Halsin:

Back to the dirt, druid.

Minsc

Selected (in combat):

To glory! Or glorious death.
You point, I punch.
Can we fight now? Boo is not used to this taking of turns.
To arms! Wait, no - to swords!
Butt-kicking, for goodness!
Go for the eyes, Boo!
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!

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.

Selection spam (in combat):

Are you perchance a squeaky wheel in need of a kick?
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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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.

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! 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?

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.

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?

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!

Attacked by party member:

HEY! Hands off the hamster.

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.

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

Succeeded Investigation roll:

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

Identified a mimic:

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:

Lae'zel:

I know you do not fall so easily, gith child. On your feet!

Dark urge:

Our friend has fallen! Guard the body, Boo, so a priest might stuff the soul back in!

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart, no! Stand, so you might mock Minsc again!

Karlach:

Karlach - NO! Boo, we must heap more fuel upon her flames!

Generic:

A noble soul has fallen! Boo will reap the vengeance of a thousand tiny bites!

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!

Halsin

Selected (in combat):

We shall carry the day.
Nature shall be defended, at any cost.
Let our enemies' corpses nourish the ground.
Oak Father, harden my heart.
None can withstand nature's wrath.
Silvanus, guide my blows.
Unleash me.
Let us see the battle won.
The scent of blood is in the air.
Enemies afoot.
I am ready.
Nature's fury shall not be checked.
I shall not yield.
Whatever may come, I stand ready.
Enemies abound.
Oak Father, shield your servant.
We shall prevail.
Let none stand in our way.

Moving (in combat):

That is where I am needed.
Moving.
Silvanus, guide my step.
Yes.
On my way.
Right away.
Cannot give up now.
Moving to position.
I cannot falter.
Must keep going.
Oak Father, guide me.
I see. At once.
With haste.
I must not stop.
On the move.
I must reach there.
There.
No time to spare.

Selection spam (in combat):

Battle is afoot - you can poke me once we are safe.
Perhaps try attacking the enemy?
Admirable stamina, yet terrible priorities.
You are insistent, are you not?

Hiding (in combat):

Oak Father, guide my hand.
All shall fall before nature's fury.
Let stealth be my weapon.
The worms shall feast on nature's foes.
I shall die before I yield.
I shall prevail.
I must protect the Oak Father's realm.
I shall see this battle won.
Oak Father, I fight for you.
Nature's strength lies within me.
I shall not relent.
Let nature's enemies lie broken.

Moving:

Very well.
On my way.
Yes.
Off I go.
I shall move there.
Over there? So be it.
So be it.
One moment.
Making my way.
The very spot.
Over there? Of course.
Oak Father, guide my step.
Moving.
It shall be so.
I shall go.
There I shall be.
Over I go.
Better move.
I see.
At once.
Here I go.
Time to move.
Right away.
If that is where I am needed.

Hiding:

Stealth is in order.
Oak Father, let me go unnoticed.
Quite a bulk to conceal...
I shall avoid every gaze.
May I be unseen, like nature's smallest creatures.
Time to conceal myself.
Unseen. Nature shields me.
I must hide.
I must be as the snake - low and quiet.
Down I go...
Oak Father, avert all eyes from me...
Let none see me.

Moving (sneaking):

Gently does it...
There? Very well.
There? Of course.
Low and quiet.
At once.
I must get into position.
I see. It shall be done.
Over I go.
I must be light of step.
I need to get there - unseen.
Yes.
Time to move.

Selected (sneaking):

Yes?
Low and quiet.
What comes next?
May nature cloak me.
I am ready.
I must whisper.
What is it?
To work.
The Oak Father's work is never-ending.
I am prepared.
Unseen, and ready.
Gently does it.
Oak Father, guide me.
Mmm-hmm?
I am stooped, but ready.
Need to keep quiet.
What is to be done?

Selected:

Hmm?
What comes now?
Yes?
I am ready.
Oak Father, watch over your servant.
Whatever shall it be?
What comes next?
I am ready, whatever may come.
There is much to do.
What shall it be?
I am prepared.
I am here.
Silvanus' blessings.
What is needed?
Oak Father's blessings.
Shall we continue?
Speak to me.
The Oak Father's work is never done.

Selection spam (sneaking):

Most consider it unwise to poke a bear.
My, you are eager, are you not?
Please. I am trying to be stealthy.
Calm yourself. There is plenty of me to go around.

Selection spam:

What I would not give for a chunk of fresh honeycomb...
Such attention... I never realised I was so popular.
Are you feeling lonely, perhaps?
Unwise, perhaps, to poke a bear this much...

At low health:

The life is ebbing out of me. I need aid.
I am close to my limit.
I will perish without aid.

Attacked by party member:

You would wrong an ally? Shameful.

Can't fit in a small hole:

Optimistic, to think I can fit through there.

Can't fit in a tiny hole:

There is simply no chance. I am far too large.

Can't use an item:

This is not the right moment.

Can't use an item while in combat:

Hardly the time for this.
I cannot allow this to distract me - not now.
I must leave this, for now.
Better wait until a safer moment.

Finding a locked item:

Locked. The means to open it may be nearby.
I cannot open this. Better look around.
Locked. I need to look elsewhere.
No use. This must be unlocked from elsewhere.

Looking at a globe:

Looking at an astrolabe:

Imagine all that lies beyond the stars... even I feel small, in comparison.

Looking into a mirror:

A touch weary, perhaps.
More like my father, with each passing day.
Not bad, for a druid of my vintage.

Looking into a telescope:

What can I spy?

Succeeded Perception roll (trap):

Succeeded Investigation roll:

Succeeded Investigation roll (trap):

Identified a mimic:

Surprised by mimic:

Another mimic. Damnable things.
A mimic - hidden in plain sight.

After a Short Rest:

A welcome rest.
Most refreshing.
I needed that.
A short respite, but better than nothing.

On character death:

Lae'zel:

Lae'zel, no!

Dark urge:

No!

Shadowheart:

Shadowheart, no!

Karlach:

Karlach, no!

Generic:

No!

Jaheira:

Jaheira, no!

Gale:

Gale, no!

Wyll:

Wyll, no!

Minthara:

Minthara, no!

Minsc:

Minsc, no!

Astarion:

Astarion, no!