| Red Mage |
Okay. I've got a lead on a faerie and this caravan and blah blah.
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| Black Mage |
You're making this way more complicated that it has to be. Behold:
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| A mother holding her infant baby is shown.
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| Black Mage |
Our "faerie".
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| Red Mage |
But that's a baby.
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| Black Mage |
Until we glue wings to its back.
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| A pair of faerie wings are shown.
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| Red Mage |
Where'd we get the wings?
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| Black Mage |
Ripped straight from the back of a real faerie, of course.
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| Red Mage |
Wait. If we HAVE acces to a real faerie, then why don't we just use that?
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| Black Mage |
Think it through, Red Mage. We had to kill it after ripping its wings out. They need those to live.
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| Red Mage |
I guess what I'm asking is: Then why'd we rip its wings out to begin with?
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| Black Mage |
To put on a baby's back.
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| Red Mage |
What glories could I work were I given back those last two minutes of my life?
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| Fighter |
Probably, like, lots.
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| Black Mage is incapacitating the mother while Thief steals the baby.
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