Talk to Gilliam.
 Gilliam
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Would someone care to explain to me what a mercenary is doing in my cathedral?
This is a holy place and you stink of violence.
Please take your business elsewhere.
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| Laurys
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Are we so uncouth as to turn away a wayward traveler?
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| Laurys
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(Pontiff Laurys looks you over with a knowing smile.)
Who do we have here?
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| Gilliam
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Just a wandering mercenary.
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| Laurys
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A mercenary?
Why are you here, sellsword?
Are you to be my escort?
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| Gilliam
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Surely your holiness jests.
A mere mercenary is not fit to be your escort.
The Royal Army will have dispatched a proper escort.
I am sure they are but moments away.
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| Blawynn
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(Blawynn enters the cathedral.)
Your holiness. I am Blawynn, from the Royal Army.
I've come to escort the Pontiff.
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| Gilliam
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You're late. We very nearly lost the Pontiff to some rogue before he had even left the cathedral!
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| Blawynn
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My apologies, your grace.
There was a battle and some of our men hadn't returned.
I had to wait.
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| Gilliam
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You mean that you are not of high enough standing to be told, do you not?
I do not believe you are qualified to guarantee the safety of the Pontiff. Go back and...
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| Laurys
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That is quite enough, Brother Gilliam.
My apologies, dear. My safety is a great concern to him.
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| Blawynn
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Thank you for the kind words, you benevolence.
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| Laurys
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There is no need for thanks or grandiose titles, my dear.
Tell me what you know of this battle that has tarried your comrades.
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| Blawynn
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Well... we received the dispatch order from above, but we can't seem to track down the actual source...
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| Laurys
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Hm?
It sounds as if you do not believe it...
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| Blawynn
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I... know it sounds strange, but it's as if our memories had been erased.
We don't even know who was sent out to investigate.
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| Laurys
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Now that is an interesting conundrum...
I wish that I could be of some service.
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| Gilliam
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I am afraid more pressing duties wight upon your schedule, your holiness.
Please leave this matter of memories to me.
The weather is fair and you have far to go.
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| Laurys
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(The Pontiff lets out a warm chuckle.)
Ah, would that my time were my own.
Bishop, you will see to this bizarre matter in my stead.
Now then, dear. Would you be so kind as to protect the life of an old man as he makes a short journey?
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| Blawynn
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I would be honored, your holiness.
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(Laurys begins to tell a long and jovial tale as he and Blawynn leave.)
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| Gilliam
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(Gilliam's gaze turns on you instantly.)
Why are you still hree?
Remove yourself immediately.
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