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Me	How's it going?
Rega	You're from the city, aren't you?
Rega	You're one of Onar's mercenaries, aren't you?
Rega	You're a magician, aren't you?
Rega	You're not one of us, huh?
Rega	I'd get out of here if I were you.
Me	Why?
Rega	This wasn't a paradise before, but at least we were left in peace as long as we did our work for Sekob.
Rega	But lately it has become unbearable.
Rega	Bandits are everywhere, field raiders destroy the entire harvest, and the landowner is getting to be pretty brutal.
Me	Are you afraid of the landowner, then?
Rega	You bet. If the landowner doesn't like people's faces, he sends his mercenaries after them, and that's the last you see of them.
Rega	So we prefer to keep our mouths closed.
Me	Shouldn't the mercenaries take care of the field raiders?
Rega	I don't know what they're being paid for, but certainly not to help us common people.
Rega	The field raider problem is left to the small farmers who rent the fields from him.
Me	How do you protect yourselves against the bandits?
Rega	We don't. We run away. What else?
Me	So who's the nasty guy over there?
Rega	Don't get me wrong, but I don't want to get into trouble. Go ask somebody else.
Me	Keep your chin up.
Rega	That's easy for you to say. You live in town, after all.
Rega	If you mercenaries weren't quite so unbearable, everything else wouldn't be so bad.
Rega	There's fewer and fewer magicians about. I hope you're not the last one. We need you - now more than ever.
Rega	That's not so easy if you're working for Sekob the slave-driver.