Thursday 31 January 2002

Narrator: Kevyn, Brad, and Hob have been freed, and an uneasy field-truce stands.

Lady Emily: You're obviously soldiers. What are you doing out here?

Kevyn: And you've obviously organized a guerrilla fighting force among the locals. To what end, I wonder?

Lady Emily: I think that as a gesture of goodwill, the more heavily armed party should be the first to answer questions.

Lady Emily: And don't go thinking that eating your plasgun will fool us into thinking you don't have it anymore.

Schlock: Careful, Kevyn. She's a smart one.

Chuck the Amorph:

Brad: