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Allan's not exactly sure what ask about the ratmen. He starts off casually, asking if the monster knew them at all. it says that it doesn't really get out much, so, no, it doesn't know them very well. The monster's acquainted with the two of them, but there's a bit of a language barrier. They usually just keep to themselves, anyway, even when the inhabitants of the dungeon 'group up.'
Allan asks the monster about how it ended up in the dungeon-- was it hired, did it volunteer, or summoned? The monster explains that it volunteered, more or less. It didn't have anything better to do, and the owner of the Domhain was apparently very persuasive.
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Allan asks if the pay's any good. "Ehehe, funny, funny," chuckles the monster. "Well, pseudo-immortality is a pretty good, uh, benefit, I think. I just wish I wasn't copied when I was so tired. Ohh well."
Allan asks about just slaying the monster to save them some time. The monster wavers, unsure of how to respond. "Uhh... I dunno... I'd rather not die yet, I guess. Umm."
"Come on, man," Remy butts in. "It'd only hurt for a second. I'd be able to do it from here if it weren't for this magic-thing, I kid you not."
The monster starts sweating as it exchanges glances with each of the party members. "Um, haha, yeah, probably." It inches towards the door. "But, uh, you guys just want to pass through here, right? That's fine, and whatever, really. I won't stop you or anything so there's no need for combat, right? Haha, um, yeah."
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