Me | Hey, what's up? | |
Rangar | As long as the paladins don't have any new assignments for me, I can have myself a couple of beers here. What more could you ask? (grins) | |
Me | You're working for the paladins? | |
Rangar | Yeah, I report to them on the situation in the city. At the moment, everything is quiet. | |
Me | How are things with the orcs? | |
Rangar | No reason to worry - we in the city guard and the paladins have everything under control. | |
Rangar | Go home and let us do our work. We're watching over the town and its citizens. -HIC- | |
Me | Would you like another beer? | |
Rangar | Ah - there's nothing better than a cool ale. | |
Me | You were about to say something about the orcs ... | |
Rangar | Oh, yeah, right. The orcs are absolutely no threat to the city. | |
Rangar | They're stuck in the Valley of Mines. And the pass is held by the paladins. | |
Rangar | Not even a meatbug could get through there. | |
Rangar | I won't say no to a decent pint. | |
Me | They've even spotted an orc outside of town. | |
Rangar | Yeah, right, the dangerous orc outside the city. A real monster of an orc. He's bound to attack the city soon. | |
Rangar | Listen, we'll kick that fat orc in his fat ass if he comes too close to the city. Got it? | |
Me | I see. | |
Rangar | A tasty bitter ale is absolutely the best. | |
Rangar | You know, you don't often meet someone who'll treat you to a beer. You're all right. | |
Rangar | Sure I want another beer. Get me one. | |
Me | What are you doing there? | |
Rangar | (feeling caught) Uuhm. I ... Er ... It's none of your business. Get lost. | |
Me | Martin will be so happy when I tell him who's rummaging through his belongings while he's gone. | |
Rangar | (scornfully) You do whatever you want. I'll be on my way then, little man. | |
Me | Do you really think you're going to get away with this? | |
Rangar | (indifferently) Don't make such a fuss about a little bit of grub. | |