A Taste of Honey
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I will never leave my lady's side again!
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All this talk of relying on the bonded, and I haven't given a thought as to what your duties might be. I hope I haven't interrupted your work unduly?
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A tour of the city, is it? Then you really must visit the Beehive─it's always buzzing with activity! Ahem, local humor...
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Anyway, a lady by the name of Tista-Bie usually has her seat near the entrance. She will gladly speak with you on any number of topics, assuming you find yourself on her good side!
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I think you will find the Beehive is far more diverting than watching me pick out new curtains for the parlor!
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Welcome to the Beehive, my little drone. Seeking the sting of excitement to liven up your day?
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...Hm hm, I can tell at a glance when folk are new to our happy colony. It's the nervous fluttering, you see─always gives them away.
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Why don't we play some cards to set you at your ease, eh? A quick game of “High or Low”─it's simply a matter of guessing who has the bigger hand.
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If you win, I'll grant you a single favor...within reason, of course. Interested?
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Ready for a game of “High or Low”, then?
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!Let's play! !Maybe another time. !What are the rules?
“High or Low” is a guessing game. You must decide whether the total of your three cards is higher or lower than the total of your opponent's cards.
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The deck holds nine cards, with the pictures printed thereon representing the numbers one through nine. Each number appears only once in the deck, so there are no repeats.
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If you guess correctly, then you win the match. If both totals are the same, then another hand is dealt.
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Oh? Well, you know where to find me if you want to play a hand or two.
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Good for you! No time like the present, I say!
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Three cards for you, three cards for me. You flip one of yours over, and I flip two of mine.
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Now, what's your call? Will your total be higher or lower than mine?
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!...low! !...high!
You're going with “low,” then? Right, let's see what we've got...
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You're going with “high,” then? Right, let's see what we've got...
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My cards add up to <Value>IntegerParameter(1)</Value>. And you have...
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...a total of <Value>IntegerParameter(1)</Value>.
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Congratulations, your guess was right!
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Hm... Usually I'd concede defeat at this point, but what do you say to a rematch? One more win, then we'll talk about that favor.
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Aw... Sorry, honeybee, but this match goes to me.
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Shall we play again?
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That's what I like to hear. Let me shuffle the deck...
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Had enough for now? Fine, fine─I'll be sitting right here should the mood strike you.
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Oho, it seems we came out equal. But as lovely a coincidence as that may be, we still need a clear winner...
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Another match of “High or Low”? Come now, little honeybee, we all need our diversions.
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That's the spirit! Let me sort out the deck...
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Well, well, would you look at that. I think you've got a knack for this, newcomer.
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Congratulations! Victory is yours...as is the prize I promised.
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Oh dear, looks like this match goes to me.
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Come whisper in my ear, then, and don't be shy. Tell ol' Tista what she can do for you.
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...That's all? How delightfully wholesome. But if knowledge is what you want, then that is what you shall have.
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In my humble estimation, the most wondrous thing about this town is how safe we are from the sin eaters.
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They say Lord Vauthry was born with the power to command them─which means no Eulmoran need ever raise a weapon in defense of the city.
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...Was that the kind of thing you wished to know? If your itch still needs scratching, you might get a few words out of Atharn over there. There's naught that merry sot likes more than the sound of his own voice.
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Whassat? New to Eulmore, you say?
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Gahaha! Only just arrived and already you're looking to peel away the layers of mystery. Oh, I'm all for chatting, but you need to slow down and enjoy life, my friend!
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I tell you what: you hop up on stage and give us a dance first, and then we can have our little talk!
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Go on, there's plenty of room up there! Give us your best shimmies and shakes!
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That's the way! Dance like there's no tomorrow!
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<whistle> Now that was a show! You're welcome to clamber up on stage any time you like!
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So...what was it you wanted to ask me? Ah, yes, something about our fair city. Well, I can tell you it wasn't always so peaceful as it is today.
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The Eulmoran Army may be the very essence of military might, but even our forces saw grievous losses in the war against the sin eaters.
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Things changed for us, oh, around twenty years ago now, when the old ruler's son came to power!
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He's got this way with the eaters, you see─turns them docile as house cats. I wouldn't be exaggerating to say they've become something of an ally to Eulmore. No longer an enemy to be feared.
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And yet elsewhere, there are still fools who insist on fighting their losing battles... Pah! A toast to Lord Vauthry!
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Hm...? Ah, yes, the assistant. Was there something?
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Oh, you've returned from your jaunt around the city? So soon?
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You needn't have hurried back─young Alphinaud has yet to put brush to canvas.
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One cannot rush good art, I'm told. Or good artists, apparently...
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...Ah, finally.
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I've put together an ensemble out of the garments you chose. Is this satisfactory?
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Oh, goodness gracious me! That last outfit was precious, but this makes you look positively dashing!
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You truly are a handsome boy! However am I to decide!?
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!What happened to painting? !I don't recall this part of the artistic process...
Exactly! The lad is an artist, dearest, not a dress-up doll. It's about time we set him to work for the reason we called him here!
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...Must we? I do love a good painting, but I thought since we were enjoying ourselves so thoroughly...
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Well, I'd not─ That is to say, as long as you...
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Ugh. Just...make sure you give the lad time to prepare. We know who'll be upset if he's not ready to paint at a moment's notice.
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Whatever you say, darling. So! Shall we pick out some jewelry, next!?
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