I like you old friend, but I think someone's trying to push us into having to kill each other. I don't like that so much.

Can you tell me what this shit is about Grayward? Why Spellguards are attacking me groundlessly, why the watch is hounding me, why I've got to bloody hide from folks we both know I can grind under my heel?

I hear bullshit rumors about illithids, you know that's not true. I never stomached one of those sort, never will. I'm not about to come get some rigged jury, thought maybe you could at least hint to me for old time's sake what this is really all about--cause it can get real ugly for all of us.

Twice now, some whelp of a boy's tried to bring me in without explaining a reason, rhyme, or nothing and I held back to avoid hurting anyone as don't deserve it. Soon they'll box me into a corner.

-Dreagle