You have stumbled upon
the home lands of Philip Heimer.
Who are you?
Im but a simple assassin, looking for the landlord!
I don't know, but Im thirsty!
I am to be continually plagued by fools? Conversation with you does not rate highly on my list of things to accomplish!
I almost hate to ask this...
what, exactly, is wrong with milk baths?
Well, nothing... unless you happen to be attempting to sneak through a dungeon filled with hobgoblins and you have a few dozen cats noisily following the smell of sour milk and meowing all the time. Tsk. Well, at least the smell prevented them from eating him. The hobgoblins, I mean, not the cats
- Jan, ©Baldurs Gate 1998