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Bleeri can be found behind the Blushing Mermaid in the Lower City during Act Three.

“One last binge is just what we needed, because tomorrow, we wake up as Flaming Fists!„
Involvement[edit | edit source]
Act Three[edit | edit source]
Bleeri, Dickon, and Oaknuzzle are celebrating a last drink before joining the Flaming Fist. While Bleeri and Oaknuzzle are comfortably drunk, they are trying to console Dickon, who is wasted for the first time in his life.
Idle banter[edit | edit source]
- Bleeri
- What's the matter with you, freshie? I know you're green, but you don't have to turn green, heh!
- Oaknuzzle
- He attacked that bottle like someone was going to give him a medal for it.
- Dickon
- Urgh... I feel like I'm going to die.
- Bleeri
- Nah, nah. Hold on until after training, then at least you'll get paid for dying. Or your next o' kin will, at least.
- Dickon
- I don't have a... ugh... I don't have a sweetheart.
- Oaknuzzle
- Wonder why, with you being such a catch right now.
- Bleeri
- Don't you worry about that, freshie. Soon you'll have a handsome new uniform, coin in your pocket, and the pick of the finest strange the city's got to offer! And the first round can be on you.
- Dickon
- Don't even mention drink...
- Oaknuzzle
- You've gone and done it now.
- Bleeri
- He's a big boy, supposedly. Not like I forced it down his neck.
- Bleeri
- You done yet? Don't even have any chunks to blow - it's all water!
- Oaknuzzle
- Water?
- Bleeri
- Well, liquid anyway.
- Dickon
- Where's it all coming from? There was just the toast, then a chaser, and one for the road...
- Bleeri
- It was quite a road, as I remember. Had to refuel a few times.
- Dickon
- Never again...
- Oaknuzzle
- Never again, until next time.
- Bleeri
- Deep breaths, laddie. You'll be right in no time.
- Oaknuzzle
- Good, because we have no time - this leaky wineskin's due back at barracks.
- Bleeri
- Half the new recruits will be in the same way - there's no rush.
- Bleeri
- Keep sucking in that sea air. Good for what ails you.
- Dickon
- Ale? Don't even say it...
- Dickon
- I think... I think I'm better now. Can't miss my first roll call for the Fists.
- Oaknuzzle
- You might want to wash up, first. Got a few souvenirs from the night stuck to your chin.
- Bleeri
- Aye, and you smell like that place down the docks where they dump out the fish guts.
- Dickon
- Urrgh... why'd you have to say that?