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The ale she fed me was poisoned - and by my own hand! My truth serum was all too effective. I professed the lot: the poisoned drinks, Malus' 'treatments', the interrogations - all of it. She means to reveal our 'schemes' to the Baldur's Gate authorities. Unless, of course, I grace her palm with more gold than Gerringothe could muster. Father would have my head if he knew - or worse yet, donate me to Malus. | The ale she fed me was poisoned - and by my own hand! My truth serum was all too effective. I professed the lot: the poisoned drinks, [[Malus Thorm|Malus']] 'treatments', the interrogations - all of it. She means to reveal our 'schemes' to the [[Baldur's Gate]] authorities. Unless, of course, I grace her palm with more gold than [[Gerringothe Thorm|Gerringothe]] could muster. [[Ketheric Thorm|Father]] would have my head if he knew - or worse yet, donate me to Malus. | ||
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The Harpers came too close - they poisoned Father Ketheric himself, yet he professes no ill effects. Malus insists it a fluke. Doctor he may be, but he is no less a foll for it: Father has achieved that of which I can only dream: immortality. | The [[Harpers]] came too close - they poisoned Father Ketheric himself, yet he professes no ill effects. Malus insists it a fluke. Doctor he may be, but he is no less a foll for it: Father has achieved that of which I can only dream: immortality. | ||