市政廳

Heather
    This regal gentleman epitomizes a well-liked politician
    "Hello! Lord British sent word that thou might come to visit us. Welcome to Cove, Avatar!"
name
    I am Lord Heather. And I recognize thee, Avatar!".
job
    "I am the Town Mayor of Cove, home of the Shrine of Compassion."
Cove
    "It's a small place, I know. Many of our residents have moved away to the larger towns, especially Britain. But we have maintained a small core of loyal Covites."
Shrine
    "We are proud of our Shrine. One of our residents takes good care of it. Thou must try and visit the Shrine if thou hast not already. It is a monument to all the lovers in town."
lovers
    "Britain may be the city of Compassion, but Cove has become the city of Passion. Everyone here seems to fall in love rather easily. Thou wilt find that everyone lovers someone. Almost everyone, that is."
everyone
    "Well, let's see... I am in love with Janna, our healer. And she is in love with me, of course. Then there is Zinaida, who runs the Emerald. She has an interest in De Maria, our local bard. And vice versa. Rayburt, our trainer, is courting Pamela, the innkeeper."
Iolo
    "Sounds like bad theatre to me!"
Spark
    "Any wenches mine own age around here?"
Heather
    "I see that thou art leaving Cove for a while, my dear?"
Janna
    "Yes, milord. But I shall return. I promise thee."
Heather
    "I shall try not to worry about thee, but it will be difficult."
Janna
    "Do not worry. I shall be safe with the Avatar."
Heather
    "I do hope so." The Mayor embraces Janna.
almost everyone
    "Except for Nastassia."
Nastassia
    "I do hope thou canst help her. She needs a man like thee to bring her out of her depression."
Lock Lake
    "It has gotten so putrid that on hat summer days the stink is suffocating. I believe that the Britannian Mining Company in Minoc is the source of the problem. Mining waste is being deposited in the lake. Thou shouldst be glad it is nearly winter!"
bill
    "'Tis about time that the government did something about the awful stench coming from that lake! I shall be happy to sign thy bill of law! Take it back to the Great Council post haste!" Lord Heather signs the bill and hands it back to you.
bye
    "Do come and visit again, Avatar!"

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THE HUNDRED AND ELEVEN YEAR, THREE-MONTH, SEVEN-DAY WAR by Perrin Within this work of fiction is written the renowned historical treatise that describes an intense and bloody civil war in the land of Britannia. The parable is designed to strike home the advantages the people of Britannia have by remaining unified under the rule of Lord British.