Helena
You:
Thanks for saving my life, I guess.
I had it under control, you’re just getting in the way.
What the hell did you just do to me?
Thanks for saving my life, now I’m going to end yours. (Attack)
Helena:
That is not a thank you, but you are welcome, I suppose. Were it not for me, you would have lost a limb.
Why is it that everyone these days seems to think they can traipse through forests and ancient grounds with no preparation? You cannot even cast an effective healing spell, let alone detect the most basic traps. Perhaps you should have stayed home. Or at least brought a decent mage with you.
Treagan:
I’m a mage.
Helena:
You use a staff. That means your magic is weak. Everyone knows that, surely. Unless you Ayorans are more stone-headed than you appear.
Cartwright:
Hey, I like her, boss.
Helena:
I do not require your approval, blond one.
You:
We’d be grateful to have your assistance for the rest of our journey.
We have more important shit to do than deal with you. Either come with us or leave us alone.
Well, best of luck to you, but we’ve gotta go.
I don’t care what you do, we’re out of here.
Helena:
I must focus on my research if I am to gain a tenured position at the university by the time I am thirty. So why would I want to waste my time with this band of misfits?
You:
Because we’re trying to stop the plague of undead devastating Ayor’s Rest and we need your help.
Because you’re just as much of a misfit as the rest of us.
Misfits? I’ll show you misfits. (Attack)
Helena:
I see.
Perhaps you have a point… And it might be easier to find the specimen I’m looking for with an adventuring party.
Fine. I shall join you. For now.
Cartwright
Nice to have you aboard, sweetheart.
Helena
My name is Helena.
And if you ever use such a sobriquet with me again, you will swiftly learn why your people call us Ypsillians heartless, indeed.
— First time meeting Helena in The Stones of Ayor 4