Well I can’t make that sound… I’ll call you, Loose Change

Boss is pissed off, stay out of her way

You know… You’re alright for a bird

Stop copying me, for fucks sake

We’re gonna be rich, Feathers

One last job, then we can get out of this shithole

They’re gonna come looking

[hurt] Just… go on without me, no sense the both of us getting caught

You feathered little shit

You’re late with the rent again

This is the last time I let one of your kind rent a room, there are feathers everywhere

My name is Father Llewellyn

Is this your first time in the temple?

May Pelor's light shine upon you

Bless you, child

Who... who's there? Show yourself

Please don't take my money, it's for the collection

You're a wicked, wicked bird

You'll spend eternity in the nine hells for this

Welcome to The Black Network

I think you'll fit in here just fine

I hear you've been assigned to Daggerford

My husband is... was escorting a caravan from Daggerford when he was set upon by werewolves

To put it simply, I want the head of the werewolf leader

Do this for me, and I offer more than gold in payment

If we want to hunt them, we can’t wait until tomorrow

They’ll certainly be dead by the morning

Is there a back door to your place?

Be careful, I don’t trust these places

I can conjure some dancing lights in there if you wish

I think we should go that way

My Lady

Demonstrate the power of The Order of the Gauntlet

Rushing in hastily without a plan

I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry

I have a plan

[exasperated] Why did it have to be spiders?

OK, not touching that

Some foul fascimile

We could split up

[shock/realisation] The sacrifice is meant to be us!

That’s the way of the order of the gauntlet

If you want to walk through the bone room, be my guest

Why would we die?

I’ve seen worse than that

This isn’t the best secret room I’ve ever been in

I think we should go through the bone room

If they’re still here by the dawn, I’ll burn their wagons to the ground

It is no worry

Put his troubled soul to rest

There is safety in numbers

We’re dead, aren’t we?

Don’t go to the old windmill