Medium · Endurance ≥ 5
She's not. She's bleeding out. In 20 minutes she'll be dead. Maybe 15.
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She's not. She's bleeding out. In 20 minutes she'll be dead. Maybe 15.
This one isn't used to being suited this long. She's uncomfortable; will open fire just to hurry things along.
She's trying to avoid the foreigners part. This is because she's a woman. She may be lying to you...
Seemed neurological... central nervous system's really banged up.
That's an illusion. Your breathing is just as it was and will remain that way unless you start panicking.
Mauled by a nightmare. Bite marks in his bones.
He has an idea of what he wants but he's not giving it away. Sign of a veteran dealer -- able to withstand negotiations over minuscule amounts for days or even weeks.
Back there, in your sleep. All the weak-willed delinquents, dilly-dalliers, foreign moneylenders, insane anarchists, and yes -- the wöömen -- they've run this place to ruin.
Protect the Suzerainty, clean up the city, revive disco music, and get her back? You could save Revachol. You could be the man, bröther.
Yeah, that was a good one -- a treasure trove of wisdom -- but don't worry, there must be others.
But just imagine... to go back with the knowledge and the experience you now have and do it all over. Do it richtig this time?
The game was rigged from before you even knew how the pieces move, söldier. (The tightness spreads to your gut.)
You want to give up on redemption? Revanche? On Revachol?! I had you for a kingsman, bröther.
Now there is man who values the past with passion. And you know how the saying goes: He who clings to the past, shapes the future.
That's a good number of traditionalists. It's ample. Let's go see what they know.