Vanja: You are most welcome here, sister. What you did back there in Sarn, it was truly...
Petarus: ...terrifying. Don't get me wrong. Piety, the rest, they had it coming. But there's no one like that here. These Maraketh, they're good people.
Vanja: She knows that! Please, sister, ignore Petarus.
Petarus: I saw you fight, back in Theopolis. You were good. But what you did back there in Sarn, it was truly...
Vanja: ...terrifying. Don't misunderstand me. Piety, the rest, they deserved what they got. But there's no one like that here. These Maraketh, they're good people.
Petarus: My lady, what you achieved back there in Sarn was truly...
Vanja: ...terrifying. Don't misunderstand me. Piety, the rest, they deserved what they got. But there's no one like that here. These Maraketh, they're good people.
Petarus: My Grandfather was a captain in the Ebony Legion. My father too. And me. Just following the path that'd been laid out for me.
Vanja: Until you met me.
Petarus: Yes, until I met the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen.
Vanja: Behind bars. An exile waiting to become an experiment. Not quite how I imagined meeting the man of my dreams.
Petarus: I realised then that I wasn't part of the Ebony Legion any more. I'd become a Blackguard, like every other damned legionnaire in Sarn, taking orders from a madman.
Vanja: Petarus freed me and led us here.
Petarus: I'd heard about the Maraketh from those few legionnaires who survived the assault on Highgate.
Vanja: And I talked them into harbouring us.
Petarus: Vanja can be very persuasive when she wants to be.
Petarus: And I'm sorry. I should have been less hasty...
Vanja: ...bigoted?
Petarus: Quick to judge, but, then... Wraeclast tends to bring that out in people. Quick to judge or quick to die... it's been that way for far too long.
Vanja: But thanks to our warrior here, that could all begin to change.
Petarus: Dominus is gone. The Beast is gone. Feels like we can all start again now.
Vanja: Oriathan and Karui, everyone. Thanks to you.
Petarus: Oh, so she's allowed to share our campfire now, is she?
Vanja: I can admit when I'm wrong.
Petarus: Sure, someone just has to save the world before you do it.
Vanja: A girl's got to have standards, Petarus.
Petarus: Well, I think it's safe to say, Vanja, that our Ranger here has managed to set a whole new standard. One that the whole of Wraeclast will need to live up to.
Vanja: I'm happy to say that I think you're right, Petarus. So utterly, wonderfully, right.
Vanja: I thought you were going to teach us how to survive, Shadow. Instead, you've given us all the chance to far more than just that. You've given us a chance to live.
Petarus: Yes... maybe I was wrong about you.
Vanja: Maybe?
Petarus: Completely and utterly wrong, and happy for it. How's that?
Vanja: Perfect.
Petarus: And what's next for you, Shadow? You've committed the greatest murder in the history of Wraeclast. How will you top that?
Vanja: He's a resourceful man, Petarus. He'll figure something out.
Vanja: I'd heard of the Beast before coming here. Piety talked about it. I suppose she saw no point in keeping secrets from the people she was planning to murder.
Petarus: I'm so sorry, Vanja.
Vanja: God, it's not your fault, Petarus! Piety used to say that the Beast was the source of her power, how she managed to turn poor men and women into those... things. She kept using a phrase... what was it?
Petarus: Universal transmogrification. I heard her assistants talk about it, too.
Vanja: The power to change the world into anything you like.
Petarus: Bloody scary power in the hands of someone like Piety.
Petarus: Daresso? He's down there, inside the mountain?
Vanja: Are we talking about the Daresso? The Sword King?
Petarus: Seems like it. But... how did he get in there? He left Oriath about a century and a half ago, hoping to find a cure for his lady, Merveil. He would have had to fight his way through the Maraketh, but... Oyun's never mentioned anything of the sort.
Vanja: Maybe he didn't go in alive.
Petarus: What do you mean?
Vanja: We live in a land where the dead walk and things like Dialla live for centuries.
Petarus: You think he died somewhere else and then the Beast got hold of him?
Vanja: Could be.
Petarus: Well, if the Beast can do that, then... what bloody good was Deshret's Seal?