Servitor Marius: It strikes me, you know... the Azmeri really have no need of our teachings.

Huntress: What are you sayin' to me right now?

Servitor Marius: You already live in a sort of Utopia. In harmony. What else could we possibly teach you?

Huntress: Oh. Unexpected. True enough, though. I wish I could go home.

Servitor Marius: You can't go home? Perhaps you could find a place here, with us.

Huntress: We'll see.

Servitor Marius: There are not many Ezomytes joining us. Most won't even listen. What is it that compels them to resist our message?

Ranger: We don't like being told what to do.

Monk: Hahah! You'll never meet anyone more irrepressible.

Servitor Marius: Ah, the spirit of rebellion burns strong in Ezomyte blood. We could use that in the new world... just not pointed in our direction.

Servitor Marius: Welcome to Arastas, friend. Praise those who seek Utopia! I am Servitor Marius. I'm pleased to tell you, the Twilight Order opens its arms to all. However, only those who pledge to our cause are welcome within this hall...

Servitor Marius: Are you seeking answers, strong one?

Servitor Marius: Are you seeking redemption, covenite?

Servitor Marius: Are you seeking hope, desert-born?

Servitor Marius: Are you seeking belonging, recluse?

Servitor Marius: Are you seeking forgiveness, Azmeri?

Servitor Marius: Are you seeking enlightenment, disciple?

Servitor Marius: Are you seeking fulfilment, degenerate?

Warrior: Aren't we all?

Witch: Redemption? I've no need for redemption, dear.

Sorceress: Hope could be what helps us save the world.

Ranger: Well, that was brutal. I don't think I am, no.

Huntress: I seek the Spirit. Only in that, can I have my forgiveness.

Monk: No. The Dreamer has {already} enlightened me.

Servitor Marius: Indeed. And here you shall find them! Join us. Pledge yourself to a new tomorrow!

Servitor Marius: Sometimes we are blind to our own reflection. But there is hope for you. Pledge yourself to a higher destiny!

Servitor Marius: You are very wise. Yes, indeed. You could be a part of that future. Pledge yourself to a shining horizon!

Servitor Marius: I see it in your eyes. You {need} a sense of purpose. I am pleased for you. Here, you will find it. Pledge yourself to a new beginning!

Mercenary: No, no... hang on. Degenerate?

Servitor Marius: We are willing to absolve your past self of his crimes! In his place will stand a new man. Pledge yourself to a fresh start!

Servitor Marius: The Karui are strong, but their youth are thirsting for change. The Way meant survival in the old world. It will not be needed in Utopia.

Marauder: The Elders won't be happy about that.

Servitor Marius: Well, they never are.

Marauder: Hah! You're not wrong.

Servitor Marius: The Maraketh are a vibrant success story. Harsh traditions kept them alive for eons in a brutal world. You won't need to be so militant in our Utopia.

Sorceress: What if I {prefer} being 'militant?'

Servitor Marius: Oh... well... you don't have to stay in Utopia. I suppose you could always sail to Kalguur. Perhaps their way of life would suit you better.

Sorceress: That's it? You're not going to try to convince me?

Servitor Marius: Young lady, I'm not a preacher. More of a... realist idealist. If Utopia doesn't work for you, you're not a prisoner.

Sorceress: I suppose that's fair.

Servitor Marius: You need not waste my time, covenite. I know you don't truly intend to listen.

Witch: What gave it away?

Servitor Marius: Whether you appreciate it or not, we're building Utopia for you, too. We will lift your pain, and absolve that which drives you to dark magics.

Witch: I like my pain, thank you. It's what drives me ever forward, a relentless whip at my heels.

Servitor Marius: I see. You have no home, no friends, not even a pet - not a living one, anyway. You fear you would be nothing, if not for your ambition.

Witch: Shut your mouth, old man, before I rip it out.

Servitor Marius: Yes! The pledge is something we take very seriously. It is a commitment. A commitment to yourself, and to Utopia. All we ask is that you join us wholeheartedly, without fear. Doubt is natural, and we will answer all your questions. Leaving only pure determination toward the betterment of the world!

Warrior: I will listen... but I cannot promise more than that.

Witch: I'm not trying to better the world. I'm trying to {conquer} it.

Servitor Marius: You need not decide immediately, of course. Dine with us. Come to know us. We always say: you arrive a stranger on Arastas, but remain as a friend. The pledge can come later. For now, how about tithing?

Warrior: I'd just like to hear {you} speak more about this place.

Servitor Marius: A servitor knows his place. Utopia awaits!

Servitor Marius: I can take your pledge, or a tithing. No more, no less.

Servitor Marius: Tithing is a noble action indeed. Your support would be much appreciated.

Warrior: What would I be supporting with this tithe?

Witch: Oh look. Now he wants coin.

Sorceress: You want me to pay you? For what?

Ranger: You just have to have {something}, don't you?

Servitor Marius: We will gladly educate you about our cause.

Servitor Marius: Lorandis, our missionary, will happily fill you in. I'm sure he'll visit Kingsmarch soon enough.

Servitor Marius: You should seek the counsel of our missionary, Lorandis, once more.

Servitor Marius: He can speak to the details of our plight better than I.

Servitor Marius: Trarthans are the lowest scum this world has to offer. The throw-aways of Wraeclast. Cast in the image of crassness and treachery.

Mercenary: Watch it. I'm Trarthan.

Servitor Marius: Or so I've heard, from the Eternal Empire's histories. Not my opinions. Just from the scholars of the time.

Mercenary: Ehh I'm just gettin' your goat! You're spot on. We're a bunch of arseholes, and proud of it!

Servitor Marius: You bear an odd mix of tattoos. A few Karui, most Ezomyte, one or two Oriathan slave marks. What is your tale, I wonder?

Warrior: I wish I knew. I was found on the shores of Ogham by my father.

Servitor Marius: Ahh... there were many shipwrecks and tragedies when Oriath fell. It's possible your ancestry is lost to time. Supposedly, the Karui can speak to their ancestors. Perhaps you should ask them.

Warrior: I might just do that... if they'll listen.