Me | How are things going with you? | |
Bill | What's up? Did Henry send you here? | |
Bill | Tell him he'll get his planks as soon as I'm done. | |
Bill | If he can't wait that long, he's welcome to saw them himself. | |
Me | What are all these planks for? | |
Bill | We use them for the palisade, you dimwit. | |
Bill | Greg thought it would be a good idea to secure our camp this way. | |
Bill | We can save ourselves the work, if you ask me. | |
Bill | If the bandits are really planning to attack us, this ridiculous palisade isn't going to stop them. | |
Bill | We should never have tolerated them in our valley in the first place. | |
Bill | If I had known all this in advance, I'd have stayed in Khorinis. | |
Me | Can I help you saw? | |
Bill | Nah, I can handle this by myself. | |
Bill | I joined up here not long ago, and letting others do my work won't get me anywhere, if you get my drift. | |
Me | What are you doing now? | |
Bill | I'm taking a break. | |
Bill | (gloating) Francis got my old job. | |
Bill | Let him saw planks until his arms fall off. | |
Me | I'm looking for Angus and Hank. | |
Bill | (sighs) I've no idea where they are - the bandits must have got them. | |
Me | You were friends with them, weren't you? | |
Bill | All I know is that they were going to meet up with the bandits in a cave not far from here. | |
Bill | It must be somewhere outside of our camp, to the east. | |
Bill | I don't know where exactly. I've never been there myself. | |
Bill | Maybe you should ask Alligator Jack about this. He's always roaming around outside the camp. | |
Me | I found your friends. | |
Bill | And? Where are they? | |
Me | They're dead. | |
Bill | (hatefully) Those damned bandits did this! | |
Me | It's possible. | |
Bill | Those cursed swine. May they roast in hell. | |
Bill | (to himself, hatefully) If only I knew the name of the lowlife who did this ... | |
Me | I know who murdered Angus and Hank. | |
Bill | (excitedly) Who? Who did it? | |
Me | His name is Juan, he's one of the bandits. | |
Bill | You've got to do that bastard in, do you hear me? | |
Bill | He must not get away with this. | |
Me | Juan is history. | |
Bill | (eagerly) And? Did he suffer? | |
Me | Come off it, kid! | |
Bill | (sighs) Oh well. Just as long as you killed the swine. | |
Me | You've been to Khorinis? | |
Bill | Yes, I kept myself afloat there picking pockets and doing a little swindle or two. | |
Bill | But when ever fewer ships came in, business got worse and worse. | |
Bill | At some point, I got tired of being on the run from the militia for a few crusts of bread. | |
Bill | That's when I joined Greg. Now I'm stuck here. | |
Bill | (sighs) Sawing all day to build a palisade that's of no use to anyone. | |
Me | Can you teach me something? | |
Bill | Well, I could show you how to pick other people's pockets unnoticed. | |
Bill | But you should be fairly dexterous, or you can just forget it. | |
Me | Show me how to pick pockets. | |
Bill | First, you need to make your intended victim feel completely safe. | |
Bill | I used to walk up to people and chat to them. That worked like a charm. | |
Bill | Then you can take a snatch, but make sure they don't notice a thing. | |
Me | Anything else? | |
Bill | Yes, keep training your dexterity. The more dexterous you are, the more chances you'll recognize. | |
Bill | And the sooner you can relieve your victim of his stuff without getting CAUGHT! | |
Bill | That's all - in theory, at least. | |
Bill | Forget it! You're not nimble enough! | |
Bill | You'll have to become more dexterous first, or find a better teacher. | |