Well met, Daeva.

This has got to be one of the toughest spots to guard in the whole city.

"What's so difficult about it?" "That's nice. Goodbye."

I'm right in the middle of the delicious smells from the Kitchen and the horrible stenches from the Alchemy Lab.

Depending on how the wind's blowing I either want to gobble down food until I'm full or vomit until my stomach's empty.

"Sounds rough."

You're here to deliver something? A letter, perhaps?

"Why would you think that?" "No."

I'm quite popular with the ladies, [%username]. Every girl that walks by here gives me the look.

Even the guards I work with can't resist. The lady guards, I mean.

"If you say so." "Please stop telling me about this."

But I've gotten into this complicated thing with [%dic:STR_DIC_N_Brunehilt] and [%dic:STR_DIC_N_Gundrun]. They've both been after me for a while now.

They're both crazy about me, so I make sure they both get plenty of Talon time. But lately I think they've been getting jealous.

I'm just not made to settle down with one woman. It just wouldn't be right to deny all the other ladies.

"Hey look, a tree..."