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| - "Lord Devan and Lady Jayne will help find your missing, Gott. But you must be patient."
- "My origins are of no import here. What are your troubles?"
- You sit alongside Devan and Jayne as a scowling farmer is brought in. He perks up when he sees you. "[Your Name]! I raise pigs, like you did!"
- "I was a peasant like you once, yes. Why does that matter?"
- "You know how it is," the farmer says eagerly. "Not like me fine lord Devan and his finer father. You'll help find me wife and the others missing."
- The farmer's face softens. "Me wife never came back from the fields. Like me neighbor Cobb's daughter, the butcher's boy, Old Ann's husband..."
- "The Turners are quite useless, but I'm not. I'll find your wayward wife easily."
- "Your wife left you and the others ran off. These are your burdens, not ours. Begone."
- "Quite right," Devan says. "Show some respect, man!" Gott rolls his eyes. "Me wife and the hundred others gone... where's respect for them?"
- "I am a [lord/lady] now. Mention pigs again and you'll swing from a rope. Right, Lord Turner?"
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