(Endymion) Have you got it, then?

(Luphase) Yes. Thank you.

(Luphase) Tend to him. I wish to sit by the river.

(Endymion) Of course, Lord.

You just stand right there, beast. Fricking sun is intolerable. The back of my neck is baking - though that fool's going to break his, trying to get down those rocks.

(Luphase) Endymion!

(Endymion) Yes, Lord?

(Luphase) I heard that.

(Luphase) This place...one of the last sacred groves...

This world...

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