You turned the others against me. I hope you're happy with yourself, %PCName.

You've turned the others against me. Well played. I know when I'm defeated. Tell the overseer that we're going to accept her deal -- rotten as it is. I hope you're happy with yourself, %PCName. You've caused us a whole lot of misery.

Alright. But don't think for too long.

Fine. You've chosen your side. Do what you think you've got to do then. We'll do the same.

Thank you. Here's the money. Now... The overseer needs to be shown that not even the threat of violence can break us. You're going to have to beat me up.

Fine. Don't answer. Go on and do your masters' bidding then. We're done here.

The Fighters Guild chapter in Bal Foyen is little more than serjo Tholer Andas' private army. The Hlaalu pay you. In gold, too, I'd wager? Well, perhaps we could persuade you to help us with a bid of our own. We have saved some money over the years, you see. We can pay you 200 drakes, if you help us resolve this situation in our favor.

I understand. They pay you. In gold, too, I'd wager? Well, perhaps we could persuade you to help us with a bid of our own. We have saved some money over the years, you see. We can pay you 200 drakes, if you help us resolve this situation in our favor.

That is good to hear. Then you'll help us resolve this situation in our favor, right? I don't expect your help to be free. We have some money saved up. We will pay you 200 drakes.

No, no, no. That's not an acceptable answer. The Hlaalu are offering us a rotten deal. They have the upper hand. The choice is simple. You're either with us or against us. Which one it's going to be?

You've promised to help us.

You've picked your side. Or have you changed your mind?

Have you decided? Are you with us? We will pay you 200 drakes, if you are.

I'm not surprised to hear that the overseer wants to turn the others against me. That is what I would do if I were in her shoes. Let me ask you something, %PCName. Whose side are you on? Are you with us or against us?

I'm with you. Tryr no longer speaks for me.

Oh well, I suppose I can always find some fool to exchange the Hlaalu company scrip for gold at a one-to-one rate. I'm going to do as the overseer wishes.

Why would I turn against Tryr? He's trying to make sure the Hlaalu keep paying us in gold. I like gold.

Uhhh, okay.

Okay. It pains me to go against a good friend, but I'm going to do as you say. It's better to get paid something than not being paid anything, right? And I trust you to protect us from the ghosts that may or may not haunt this place.

Tryr says a lot of smart things. I don't know. What should I do?

Tryr is a smart man, no doubt about it, but the way I see it, I'd rather get paid in company scrip rather than do nothing and not get paid anything at all. But, I don't know, %PCName... The overseer wants us to expand the mine, right? I don't think that's a good idea.

Tryr always says that we're strong together, but alone we're weak. He's smart like that. I'm not going to cross him... especially not when he's within earshot.

I'm so tired of all this talk. If that's what it takes to be left in peace, I'll do as the overseer says.

I'm an old man. I just want to be left in peace. Leave me out of this argument.

Hmph. I suppose we can't win against the Hlaalu. Very well then. I no longer stand with Tryr.

No. Tryr's a decent man with decent ideas. And I ain't no scab.

Hmm, alright. I've got no stake in this fight anyway. No matter what they're paying us, I'm still indebted to serjo Tholer Andas. I will do as the overseer says.

Alright.

What's this about?

I didn't ask you to kill him, did I? Well, I suppose the other miners will stay in line from now on. Let them hate us so long as they obey.

The majority of the miners accepted my deal and turned against Tryr? Good. And they're willing to continue the work to expand the mine now, yes?

Well, work harder.

Enough valuable time has been wasted already -- time that should've been used to expand the mine. Let that headstrong fool Tryr know that he has won this battle. We will pay the miners in gold. I hope he gets some petty satisfaction from it. Tell them get back to work. NOW.

Alright then. I'm done. Enough valuable time has been wasted already -- time that should've been used to expand the mine. Let that headstrong fool Tryr know that he has won this battle. We will pay the miners in gold. I hope he gets some petty satisfaction from it. Tell them get back to work. NOW.

I hear you used harsh measures to knock some sense into Tryr. Did it work? Are the miners ready to work again?

There are five miners, excluding Tryr. Turning three of them against him should be enough to end this deadlock and render him powerless. Tell the others that Tryr's demands are ridiculous. Make them see that we're offering them a fair deal. Let Tryr be the spokesman of no one. I recommend you start with Algus. He seems like a simpleton.

There are five miners, excluding Tryr. Turning three of them against him should be enough to end this deadlock and render him powerless. Tell the others that Tryr's demands are ridiculous. Make them see that we're offering them a fair deal. Let Tryr be the spokesman of no one. I know some of our miners are quite fond of mazte, so take this bottle with you. I recommend you start with Algus. He seems like a simpleton.