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Kshar: <whispering> Mammal. I'm in a GOOD MOOD today. I'll give you one chance to keep your FINGERS OFF THAT DAGGER.
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Kshar: <whispering> Back off. NOW. And conysider yourself lucky to have survived ANOTHER DAY.
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Shara: You ... ! Because of you I've lost my FUCKING LEG! I had to walk on crutches for WEEKS and I nearly had to do it for the rest of my fucking LIFE!
Kshar: And yet you're here, drinking your mind away and starting PETTY FIGHTS. Sounds like your life hasn't changed THAT much.
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Kshar: And now: LEAVE ME ALONE.
Shara: ... you know what I remember best about you? Besides being a dick, I mean? You always sounded so ... PROUD. Not like the crooks and thugs I usually deal with ...
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Shara: You're from one of those TRIBES, ain't you? From the Island? What happened? Did they CAST YOU OUT? Or did you do to THEM what you did to ME? Did you ABANDON THEM? Leave them to DIE?