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Dialogue
Without Speak with Animals
Malta: *Meow...?*
- Player: Hello, sour puss. Do you want scritches?"
- Malta: *...Meow.*
- Chase the cat away
- Malta: *HISS!*
- (Malta will then run away and disappear permanently from the game.)
- DC 15 Animal Handling check - Attempt to pet the cat.
- (Successful.)
- Malta: *...Purr.*
- Narrator: *The cat seems to be trying very hard to remain aloof—and not wholly succeeding.*
- Do you want to come with me?
- Malta: *...Mrrrr. Meow.*
- If you're brave enough, I'm sure Derryth Bonecloak at the apothecary will pet you all you want.
- Malta: *Rrrriow!*
- (Failure.)
- Malta: *Hiss!*
(When spoken to again at Bonecloak's Apothecary:)
- Malta: *Meow!*
With Speak with Animals
Malta: It was just another day in the city of lies. Baldur's Gate - where the people begged for justice until they starved. Two heroes were fated to cross paths that day. Their eyes met. Destiny was calling...
- Player: And they both answered
- Malta: Strangers? Only in a fool's definition of the word.
- It was the start of something incredible—two heroes on the hunt for justice, no matter the cost.
- All the tall one had to do was say yes.
- (Continues below)
- Player: Excuse me?
- Malta: Destiny is a fickle mistress. She showers you in riches one day and kicks you into the gutter the next. But today, she smiles.
- This could be the beginning of something. Two heroes against the world, enacting justice for those unable to seek their own.
- All the tall one had to do was say yes.
- (Continues below)
- Player: Are you all right...?
- Malta: It was in the tall one's voice: they knew they cared about this creature but they didn't know why. But the cat did.
- This could be the beginning of something. Two heroes against the world, enacting justice for those unable to seek their own.
- All the tall one had to do was say yes.
- (Continues below)
- Player: I don't think I'm the partner for you—but Derryth Bonecloak be[sic] just who you're looking for.
- Malta: The tall one volunteered another—the apothecary. A principled dwarf—a scritcher of heads, and a giver of scraps.
- Perhaps this was where the journey was meant to start after all...
- Player: Yes! Join me!
- Malta: The tall one had failed the first test: they lacked caution. The cat could have just as easily been a foe as a potential friend.
- Perhaps it was simply not meant to be...
- Player: Sorry - our destines aren't meant to intertwine.
- Malta: The tall one had passed the first test. The second would come when they were ready - and not before.
- When would they be ready? Only the tall one - and fate - truly knew.
- (End of dialogue)
(When spoken to again)
- Malta: Upon their return, the cat couldn't help but wonder whether the tall one had finally decided how their die would be cast.
(When spoken to again at Bonecloak's Apothecary)
- Malta: The cat beheld the one who'd delivered him from the streets while taking on the heavy burden of justice alone. He purred.
Trivia
- His name is likely a reference to old detective-noir movies (e.g. The Maltese Falcon) due to his manner of speech.