Sunless Citadel, 10/7

“And then we kill them.”
“For their crimes?”
“For getting caught.”

“I am not hungry.”
“Then why did you steal bread?”
“It was a bad metaphor.”

“250 gold for… each of us?”
“Yes.”
“For each child.”
“Yes.”
“Do you have any other children who are missing…?”

“I wonder how much money they took with them. Rich kids don’t know how to count; they just have a pocket full of money.”

“I spent quite a bit of that conversation being aghast at what you were saying.”

“Take shorter steps.”
“I cannot. If my legs were any shorter, they would not touch the ground.”

“Why are you splitting the party this quickly?”
“It’s 10 feet!”

“That’s stupid.”
“That’s stupid, and not in a fun way. Which we’d be cool with.”

“What does that go to?”
“The water closet.”
“That’s what I was going to say! The room with the water!”

“He speaks Tumeric, right? He should know all about spices.”
“Not anymore! Now I speak draconic.”

“You have saved me from this rat. I will forever be in your debt, until I decide that I am no longer in your debt.”

“Is that duct tape?”
“We do not share my secrets here.”
“It’s a piece of cloth with slug glue on it, right?”
“It’s a secret unguent.”

“Smells like food.”
“It smells like rot!”
“Desperate times.”
“We’ve been in here for two hours!”

“Why do you have a bag of goo? Do I want to know?”
“No.”
“Who was just trying to create a rat potion?”