Unfortunately, we lost the wager. Jalir fought hard, but he lost the last bout. It wasn't at all his fault; I should have cheered louder. Anyway, I know fortune will be with me the next time I see Jalir. Edrasa Andrano
We won! My fearless warrior, of course, fought marvelously. Here's your share, %PCName. I hope fortune is with me the next time I see Jalir. Edrasa Andrano
This is splendid! Ah, I hate to disappoint you, but the fight is already over. You missed a darling performance. Such ferocity from the contenders! Now let's see... Shein, olives, jerky, and the poem -- What's this? These aren't my words. Mogduk gave you this? Where's the passion, the imagery, the rapacious duress? To tell the truth, I'm not even sure what any of this means... Oh, it's too late to raise a fuss. It'll have to do. But before I go... Edrasa Andrano
This is splendid! Ah, I hate to disappoint you, but the fight is already over. You missed a darling performance. Such ferocity from the contenders! Now let's see... Shein, olives, jerky, and the poem -- What's this? No revisions? None at all? This sort of praise is unthinkable coming from such an esteemed critic. I have no doubt I'll win Jalir's heart. I must get it to him at once! But before I go... Edrasa Andrano
You're welcome to keep any gold that's left over. And don't forget the poem! Mogduk gro-Atulg's shop is in the underground section of the Grand Bazaar. Hurry now! Jalir's fight is about to start. Edrasa Andrano
Heartless! That's what you are. I -- no, I don't mean that. Please forgive me. I'll be here if you change your mind. Edrasa Andrano
That's wonderful news! Here, I made a list. I'm quite hungry, too, so some snacks are in order. You shouldn't need to search far for food and drink. But as for Jalir's gift, a poem I wrote, go to the Market Quarter north of the arena and head into the Grand Bazaar. You'll find a bookstore in the underground level. The owner's name is Mogduk gro-Atulg. He's a good friend of mine and a talented writer. I asked him to revise the poem. It should be ready. When you've acquired everything, return to me. Edrasa Andrano
My throat is dreadfully dry... Jalir Vonis, a champion, a hero to many, my love and my muse. If he hears me rasp rather than sing his name, he'll run from me at the battle's end. Please, kind stranger, will you -- No, no, no, no! His gifts! I'm such a dolt... I -- I'll give you a share of my winnings if you run this errand. Will you help me? Edrasa Andrano
I've drunk wine with the greats, performed poetry for noble lords and ladies! Living in Narsis? This is only temporary. The Imperial City yearns for something new, something innovative. You'll see what I mean. I'll put down the quill for good if Jalir doesn't kneel before Edrasa after hearing my poem. Mogduk gro-Atulg
Here on behalf of Edrasa, I presume? I've completed some revisions to her... carnal composition. However, I must confess that few of her own words remain. The subject of the writing, the avowedly fierce and unperturbed Jalir, rattled by the former delineation, will henceforth feel nothing less than pure delight from these words. You should feel honored to hold such artistry in your hands. Now, was there anything else I could help you with? Mogduk gro-Atulg
That fight was a disaster! It was her, the woman in the stands. If only she had shut her mouth, stayed put -- Ah, what am I saying. I just need to train harder. Jalir Vonis
I felt good about that last fight. Truly. And I recall hearing her voice. I would almost call it invigorating. Maybe I'll pay her a visit. Jalir Vonis
Bah! What is it now? I don't have time for that woman's nonsense. The gifts, the cheers -- it's all quite flattering. But I must focus. Jalir Vonis
Who? Ah... That one. Jalir's most adoring fan! If you see her again, tell her to not lean on the edge. Saw someone fall in during a Kagouti bout. It wasn't pretty. Faurwin
Heh! She's something else. I had one just like her once... Jalir shouldn't take it so seriously. A fighter is no one without admirers. Alanius Calatus