10.25

Zephi: It is time we had a chat, young troll.
Aytheur: I haven't got the time right now, why don't you press your platitudes on me some other time?
Because this is the only time. You would not hear before this now [moment], and you will not be able to act after this now [choice].
Let me guess, the world's fate hangs on this one choice?
You spit upon the truth as you mock it.
He's one stupid goblin that's dying of gangrene.
You already suspect his importance.
Curse you, old man, why do you speak of my thoughts like you know them?
Why do you ask questions I have answered? We are[have been / will be] bound.
Why do you answer in riddles? Just tell me the simple truth.
You assume the truth is something that I know.
Bah! You're useless, leave off!
By healing this goblin, you ruin his future and set upon a course to ruin many more.
Ruin his future? He has no future, he's about to die. What are you talking about?
What can you know about his future? Do you even know his name?
They called him Nasch.
His full name. His family
I don't know
The family name matters more than the individual name to the Wizard's people. Learn this.
Sure. We done now?
Let him die, let his family mourn their fallen hero, and they will have peace.
I can't let him die.
He was bound for death when you saw him, and you know what your healing will do to him.
The transformation I dance in his blood will let him recover.
And it will destroy who he is.
I'm tasked with keeping him alive. And anyway, what harm does it do?
By letting Kliet Nasch die, he will live. By reviving him, you kill him.
You gonna explain that to the savages? I promised to do this and I must – they'll stone me if I don't. And if I do as they ask, they'll accept me, and I can start to civilize them.
Would you destroy this innocent for that? Your means are a suffering, and you can not see the ends.
I would not kill this goblin on your word, old man.
So be it.