
“Lots of grumbling around here. Too much work for too little pay. It'll turn around though, always does.„
Involvement[edit | edit source]
Act Three[edit | edit source]
Tugelnhorn and Ormont are members of the Harborhand crew. While Ormont is intent on striking, Tugelnhorn believes that the Absolute's impending approach signals a bad time to strike. The pair can be found in the Lower City, north of Old Garlow's Place.
Idle banter[edit | edit source]
Tugelnhorn: It ain's so bad - could be a damn sight worse. You've got a job and a place to rest your head -
- Ormont: - When they bloody let me rest my head.
- Tugelnhorn: Well plenty don't even have that, have they? What about all those refugees? They've got nothing.
- Ormont: What about them? You want them flooding in here, driving down our wages even more?
- Tugelnhorn: Well... no. Wouldn't want that.
- Ormont: What about them? You want them flooding in here, driving down our wages even more?
- Tugelnhorn: Well plenty don't even have that, have they? What about all those refugees? They've got nothing.
Ormont: It ain't right - they're pushing folk too far.
- Tugelnhorn: I know, but moaning isn't helping anyone, is it?
- Ormont: Helps me - good to get it off your chest. Anyway, we just going to let what's-his-name and his toy soldiers take over the whole city?
- Tugelnhorn: He's not gone that far. Not even close. And if you keep talking the way you're talking, the Fists will start breaking heads.
- Ormont: Good - I might get some sleep if I took a crack on the noggin.
- Tugelnhorn: He's not gone that far. Not even close. And if you keep talking the way you're talking, the Fists will start breaking heads.
- Ormont: Helps me - good to get it off your chest. Anyway, we just going to let what's-his-name and his toy soldiers take over the whole city?
Ormont: There ain't no one coming to help us - we ought to be helping ourselves. Tools down, banners up!
- Tugelnhorn: And what if it doesn't work?
- Ormont: We keep going until it does work. They'll give in soon enough, once their coffers run empty.
- Tugelnhorn: I'm more worried about what happens when my belly runs empty.
- Ormont: We keep going until it does work. They'll give in soon enough, once their coffers run empty.
Tugelnhorn: Find yourself a stage, why don't you? Always bloody drama with you.
- Ormont: Drama? This is sense. Half the crew are dead on their feet, while the others are ready to drop everything and leave. We need to stand up. The longer they treat us like this, the harder it'll be to force some change.
- Tugelnhorn: There's a right time for a strike - but it ain't now. Not when the whole city's in danger.
- Ormont: Bah - there'll always be an excuse. Anything to keep us in our place.
- Tugelnhorn: There's a right time for a strike - but it ain't now. Not when the whole city's in danger.