Euchre: What’s going on, Sirus?
Sirus: We caught this Keidran skulking around the edge of the village using an adorable little illusion charm. Unfortunately for her, the town guards saw through it the moment the spy opened her mouth. Quite a strong rural Keidran dialect, you know?
Sirus: Don’t usually get wolves this far east. Unfortunately, no one on the field right now are familiar enough with them to perform a proper interrogation.
Roselyn: (in Keidran) Euchre?
Roselyn: (in Keidran) Euchre, where are you? Please, help me!
Euchre: I-is this really necessary?
Sirus: Well, I considered holding off until a translator arrived, but this seems easier. Then again… imagine what kind of things we might learn…
Mary: What’s going? Euchre, who is this Keidran? Do you know her?
Roselyn: (in Keidran) Euchre?!
Roselyn: (in Keidran) Euchre…?
Hangman: We’re ready. Bring her up.
Roselyn: (in Keidran) No! I don’t understand! Euchre! Help me! Please!!
Roselyn: (in Keidran) Euchre!
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