I am sorry, I do not join thieves.
All right, I suppose thou hast learned thy lesson. I shall rejoin.
Your old friend Shamino stands before you and you marvel that he has finally progressed into what some might call 'middle age'.
? Shamino asks.
Your friend looks at you like you have lost your head. 'Tis Shamino. -Sha-mi-no-.
I should hope 'twould be adventuring with thee! I am weary of loitering about Britain. There is much we could be accomplishing! Where hast thou been, anyway?
But please tell me what brings thee here!
Well, I do not know if thou art aware, but we are having many problems with magic in general, and with the Moongates.
Yes, I have been in Britain as of late, attempting to find work. Thou dost know that adventuring comes around too infrequently. One must find -other- diversions. Which reminds me... I have thy pocketwatch.
Thou didst leave it when thou didst last visit Britannia. Heretit is.
Shamino hands you the pocketwatch.
Oops. Thine hands are too full to take it. Ask me about it later.
I already gave thee the pocketwatch,
". I hope thou didst not lose it again!
The usual. I do not see our old friends often, and Lord British rarely finds work for me. I certainly have no timetfor wenching or drinking -- I have grown up a bit.*
Ahem, I have heard something about an actress, no?*
What dost thou know of it?*
, ask him about 'Amber'.*
Thou art a swine, Iolo.
I suggest that thou proceed immediately to see him!*
I am glad I do not look as aged as -he- does!
Thou dost mean Iolo and Dupre, I presume?
Dost thou mean that miserable excuse for an archer?*
Watch what thou dost say, scoundrel!*
Yes, that's Iolo!
Surely he is around somewhere. Where didst thou last leave him?
Dost thou mean that incorrigible wencher and drunkard?*
Do not forget that my mere thumb can squash in thy face like a marshmallow.*
Yes, that's Dupre!*
That's -Sir- Dupre to thee!*
Sir Dupuke? Didst thou say Sir Dupuke?*
Pardon -me-, Sir Dupuke!*
I'm not going to listen to this anymore.*
I believe he is in Jhelom.
He must be around somewhere!
Shamino looks relieved. I am -so- glad thou didst ask me that. He gathers his gear and prepares to follow you.
Hmmm. I do not like big crowds. I shall wait until thy group is smaller before joining.
Hmmm. Dost thou merely want me to wait here or dost thou want me to go home?
Very well. I shall await thy return.*
I really hate to, but if thou dost insist. Shaminotgrudgingly gathers his belongings.*
murder in Trinsic
Shamino listens as you tell him the story. I would be honored to join and help thee in investigating this matter.
I am confounded by their inability to function properly.
Tis a pity that thou art marooned here.
Magic all over Britannia seems to be disturbed. Say, dost thou remember Nicodemus in the great forest? He has gone mad and is terribly silly. Perhaps we should visit him.
It does not work well. I do not understand it.
It will probably work extremely well now,
You see a light shine in Shamino's eyes as you mention her name. He is obviously smitten.~~She is an actress I know.
That woman! She cannot understand that I must have mine adventuring! I cannot settle down. -Yet-! Soon maybe.~~Shamino looks concerned. I have grown up. A bit.
Shamino bows slightly.*