Sir Lucan D-Lere, Freeport

"Hail. citizen! I am very busy. I do not have time to speak with you. If you have any complaints. please direct them to City Hall. Unless. of course. you have some personal business in which I might be interested."

"It is about time Pietro sent someone. You people should be lucky I allow you to conduct your business in this city. I will have you all locked up if you cannot be more prompt. Now, listen up! I want you to go out to the Commonlands. My guards have reported that a messenger from Qeynos is staying at an inn near the western edge of the Commonlands. I suspect he is carrying vital information to the Hall of Truth. I want him stopped. Bring me the message if you know what's good for you and the Dismal Rage. Now, get out of here!"

"Let your death be a warning to all who dare oppose the Freeport Militia!"

"Die. dog!!"

"You shall never get my testimony. I shall fight you from the grave!! Ha Ha Ha!! You cannot stop the undead!! Foolish mortal!! Your foul deeds have earned my contempt. ""