Luck of the Draw/Plot Details

Game Script

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 * colspan="2"| Luck of the Draw (pt.1) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
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 * Wasuhd: Papa! We have to do something!

Ratihb: Silence! Do not speak to your father in such a way.

Wasuhd: But he might be in big trouble! Someone has to help him!

Ratihb: There's nothing we can do about it. If I get involved, it'll just draw the Immortals' attention to me, and I'll never be able to do business in Al Zahbi again.

Wasuhd: But still...

Ratihb: Stop your whining and help me with the shop!

Qutiba: What was that all about?

Qutiba: Oh, I get it. A moment ago, the Immortals came and arrested that guy's son, Mutihb.

Qutiba: He's suspected of having dealings with the corsairs...

Qutiba: The Immortals consider the corsairs their enemies.

Ratihb: Just forget about it, already. That brat would just cause trouble if he were still here, anyway.

Wasuhd: Don't talk about Mutihb that way!

Wasuhd: If you're not going to help him, then I will!

Ratihb: Sorry you had to see that.

Ratihb: Seeing as I'm always busy with the shop, that kid's grown closer to his older brother than he has to me.

Ratihb: But his brother Mutihb's such bad news, I always expected something like this to happen.

Ratihb: He doesn't want his ways to rub off on his younger brother, so he orders me to keep his vile business a secret.

Ratihb: Of course, that kind of craftiness is incomprehensible to a child.

Ratihb: What am I supposed to do with that boy? He won't be able to do anything by himself.

Ratihb: Sorry, sir/ma'am, but I can't leave my shop. Do you think you could go check on Wasuhd for me? !Script !Video
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