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-- Not a bad mood. Especially considering that Argos decided to give us all some nice gifts. You get a good set of armor, and I get... a portrait of Felicia. -- to the archer. -- Are you listening, you useless piece of trash?! I'll glue it to your back and **KICK YOUR ASS until you puke!.. But you still have some options, -- to Sheila. -- Anyway, we won't get any peace, but you're all doing great. Argos is happy with us. Zibabich and I are so glad that we have such soldiers. We'll have Lampr with us – we brought him back to his senses, and Camilla... with her little pet. I know, they're not the most sane guys, but there's no other way.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers