Tavern Guest: Get out of there!
Tavern Guest: You crazy Keidran! Ya can’t just run in and take a room like it was yours!
Tavern Guest: You flea-bitten animal! I’m telling you, get out!
Trace: Um… excuse me, have you seen an orange Keidran with stripes around here?
Tavern Guest: Ah!
Tavern Guest: Grand Templar! I-I didn’t know she was your Keidran, me Lord. Keep the room, it’s fine!
Trace: Okay, whatever. Flora, it’s me, Trace. Let me in.
Trace: Woah, it’s dark in here!
Trace: Flora? Where are you? I think we need to talk… Flora?
Flora: I agree.
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