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Sloncha Owena is a wood elf who is having a picnic with Bogdan Vortleson outside of the Windmill in Rivington.
“Please, we're not looking for a third wheel. Not today, at least.„
Involvement
If the newborn Mind Flayer in the windmill in Rivington was told to find his own corpse as part of the quest 
, the pair will be attacked by it and Sloncha will be killed. Bogdan will kidnapped by it, never to be seen from again.
Idle banter
Sloncha Owena: This was a wonderful idea. Just what we needed.
- Bogdan Vortleson: I thought you might want to get your mind off things. I know I do.
- Sloncha Owena: True. What with all the refugees, ill rumours, the food shortages...
- Sloncha Owena: Speaking of which, I'm surprised you managed to get such a spread.
- Bogdan Vortleson: Ways and means, dear. Ways and means.
- Sloncha Owena: Speaking of which, I'm surprised you managed to get such a spread.
- Sloncha Owena: True. What with all the refugees, ill rumours, the food shortages...
Sloncha Owena: Did you hear something earlier? Almost like a groan.
- Bogdan Vortleson: Well, we're by a windmill, after all. Probably some cog or joint in need of a little grease.
- Sloncha Owena: Hmm. Speaking of grease, are there any sausage rolls left?
Bogdan Vortleson: Freshen your drink, perhaps?
- Sloncha Owena: I think it's been freshened enough times as it is - I can feel my face going flush.
- Bogdan Vortleson: And here was me, thinking you were blushing with happiness to be here with me.
- Sloncha Owena: Oh I see, compliments in return for the picnic, is it? Maybe I'll take that drink after all...
- Bogdan Vortleson: And here was me, thinking you were blushing with happiness to be here with me.