SEKOB | What are you doing on my land? There's nothing here to steal. Clear off. | |
Me | Isn't there a piece of land in this blasted country that doesn't belong to anyone? | |
SEKOB | Go to work, then maybe some day you can call a piece of land your own. But until then, kindly loaf around somewhere else. | |
Me | Listen ... | |
SEKOB | I don't have any work for you at the moment. Now go! | |
Me | This land belongs to the big farmer. You're only the tenant here. Onar wants you to pay your rent at last. You're several weeks behind. | |
SEKOB | What? And he sent a villain like you? Not even you believe that. | |
SEKOB | Get out of here before I forget myself. | |
Me | Fork over the dough, or I'll bash in your teeth. | |
SEKOB | You're not going after my purse, you criminal. NOT YOU! | |
Me | I guess I'll have to tell Onar about this, then. | |
SEKOB | I don't care! You can tell Onar I don't have anything. That's the sad truth. | |
Me | Where do you have the money!?! | |
SEKOB | Don't hit me again, please. I'll do whatever you say. | |
Me | Pay your rent, then. | |
SEKOB | (whining) But sir, I don't have anything. I'm just a poor wretch, and half-starved. | |
SEKOB | My last harvest dried up completely. I WANT to pay my rent, but I just don't HAVE anything. Have pity. | |
Me | All right, I'll talk to Onar. | |
SEKOB | Thank you, sir. Thank you a thousand times! | |
Me | Cut out that piffle. It rains here all the time, and your larders are full. Pay your rent, now, or I'll kill you. | |
SEKOB | (obsequious) No, please, here take the gold. I'll even add a bonus if you let me live. | |
Me | See, that wasn't so hard. | |
SEKOB | (despairing) I'm ruined. | |
Me | About your rent ... | |
SEKOB | You'll talk to Onar, right? | |
Me | I changed my mind. | |
Me | Sure. | |
SEKOB | You can do it. | |
Me | I did that ... | |
SEKOB | And? What did he say? | |
Me | I'm sorry, but I'll be forced to tear off your head now. | |
SEKOB | But why? What have I done? | |
Me | You've been putting me on. | |
SEKOB | I told the truth - honest! | |
Me | The next time you'll pay on time, understand? | |
SEKOB | (to himself) What did I do to deserve this ... | |
Me | Did something happen? | |
SEKOB | You've got to help me. The black robes have invaded my house. | |
SEKOB | You royal guard people are supposed to take care of everyone's well-being, right? | |
SEKOB | I know you mercenaries aren't big on charity, but I would pay you. | |
SEKOB | You have to help me, worthy Sir Magician. | |
SEKOB | Those fellows said they were looking for something. But surely not in my house. | |
SEKOB | Please, help me. Make them go away again. | |
Me | Your house is empty. The black hoods have left. | |
SEKOB | I knew that the guard could be counted on. | |
SEKOB | You did a great job. Onar can count himself lucky to have people like you on his side. | |
SEKOB | Thank you, worthy Sir Magician. What would become of us without the protective hand of the clergy? | |
Me | Not so fast, my friend. | |
Me | From now on, you're going to abandon your dirty deals and act for the common good instead, or I'll be back. | |
SEKOB | I don't understand. What else do you want? | |
Me | You were babbling about a reward, weren't you? Or was I just hearing things? | |
Me | I'm only interested in one thing. What did the black hoods want in your house? | |
SEKOB | I can't explain it myself, honorable Sir Magician. Perhaps it has ... | |
Me | What? | |
SEKOB | I'm sorry. I swore several years ago never to speak of it, and I don't plan to break my oath. | |
SEKOB | All that I can do is give you a bit of gold and ask you to spare me. | |
Me | Give it here, then. I'm in a hurry. | |
SEKOB | Here. | |
Me | Has anything happened in the meantime? | |
SEKOB | Beat it. | |
SEKOB | No. Nothing special. | |
SEKOB | My wife has disappeared. At first I didn't notice it at all, and suddenly she was gone. | |
SEKOB | I suspect she fled to the woods to get away from the field raiders. | |
SEKOB | Do me a favor, if you find her, bring her back to me safe and sound. | |
SEKOB | Nothing since those scoundrels in black were in my house. | |
Me | You've got a problem. | |
SEKOB | Yeah, that's right. YOU are my problem, filthy magician. Just go away, otherwise I'll skin you alive. | |
Me | (to himself) A difficult case. | |
SEKOB | You just won't listen, will you? | |
Me | (to himself) A hopeless case. | |
Me | I'm bringing back your wife. | |
SEKOB | That's wonderful. Here, take this for your trouble. | |
Me | Rosi will never come back to you. I've taken her to a safe place. | |
SEKOB | Safe. From whom? | |
Me | From you. | |
SEKOB | You'll regret this, you swine. | |