Lori Lemaris:
Kaldur’ahm.
Kaldur’ahm:
Lori Lemaris. Allow me to introduce you to our friend, Delphis.
Lori Lemaris:
Hello, Delphis, lovely to meet you.
Wyynde:
You look well, Lori.
Lori Lemaris:
And you look the same, Wyynde. Like an eel eager to slither back to Orm now that he has escaped from prison.
Wyynde:
An idiot. A Purist idiot. I am ashamed of my actions, even my thoughts back then. And someday I hope to prove to you that I have changed.
Lori Lemaris:
Well, if Kaldur loves you, I suppose there’s hope.
Nanaue Sha'ark:
Well, if it isn’t the little General.
Lori Lemaris:
Get drunk somewhere else, Sha’ark.
Nanaue Sha'ark:
Finally, you show some teeth. If only the rest of Tritonis had your mettle when I annexed its lower territory.
Lori Lemaris:
You attacked without provocation.
Nanaue Sha'ark:
Weakness is its own provocation, chum.
Lori Lemaris:
Ah-poh-shohn!
Nanaue Sha'ark:
Now, this is my kind of diplomacy.
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