Talking to Minsc about his adventures - Baldur's Gate 3

who is trying his best to explain but I still do not understand your anger do not hide behind your hamster Ranger you do not understand because you do not listen we were the first to discover the cult and and only waited we might have marshaled our numbers and good good button up its bridges when it offers buttocks for the smacking means Can bull grit cheek with hand as well that boosts innocent ears still ring from all this shouting this mess falls on our heads Minsk the city under siege it's people poisoned by The Cult it all might have been avoided if you had just put your feelings aside and listened foreign ers it is no Comfort to me that my face made this fool all the easier to lead the point remains you meant well Minsk but you exposed the city to harm you helped the cold spread and worse perhaps than any of this you forced me to leave you behind but this is where Minsk falls short of the understanding Jahira what else is a Berserker for is not to charge into danger ahead of his work Glory week Lauren means I am not your witch you are not my bodyguard this is not some high Lodge of your Homeland Greece you're a queer kind of witch but this city is a queer place and Minsk you may have noticed is sometimes strange himself the titles matter not only this when Minsk does as Minsk does and charges into mega mess Jahira does as chahira does and finds a way to save us all anyway foreign [Music] to know him a little better I am your friend Ranger I am not your witch there will be no ointments or healing bombs not even for boo hey Soldier the Cub speaks not so much a term of age or affection as simple old habit you object and will be again but now I shall matter them under my breath out of respect find lodgings you have found my friend who is already in negotiations with the guardian spirits of this place in Baldur's Gate they are likely to be rat formed and eager to charge rent but boo shall secure safe Slumber for all no what do you need of Minsk so dark an alliance sealed with sentish contracts called this vows and they drag in shining horde do you think Minsk could forget you are correct I have no idea what any of that was about but we shall simply God why do you not my soft parts trying to once again in smaller words I see this truth you seek boo believes that Minsk is knowing more than Minsk knows but it is a difficult thing there are memories of this time that Minsk does not remember and booze suggests that just as he helps with tricksome itches in awkward places you must reach what Minsk cannot the parasite you can use it to tickle free whatever truth you seek [Music] foreign has already whipped me around the city like a slack-backed pony I have no wish to settle myself a second time but if it cannot be boo who pops inside my skull for a rummage then I trust you foreign but she is currently possessed of an empty head first there is nothing in his mind is empty as a still expanse of Open Country then your face Stone Lord's face mirrored in bloodied Steel In the Heat of burning buildings you hold your blade high above pale frightened faces no that is not right I slew only monsters the voice said that they were monsters the absolute voice twisting the petty Guild thieves before you into snarling Savage beasts feeding on the week of your city the stone Lord hunted them peeled away their rocked in ranks one by one to lay bare their corrupt heart nine finger skin that is what the absolute bought black scent is still to do to kill the Guild Master what does it matter kurtish thinking has occupied Minsky's mind for long enough now is time for doing and this talk of evil overthrowing evil Pat like a many-headed Hydra biting at its own throat bring forth to Hydra says boo more face is for the punching first we pop this entering blood then we show nine fingers their Five Fingers of Minsk yes Minsk has forgotten nothing once we are done with the undoing of his deeds then we will speak of this Stone Lord you come to speak of the last time Minsk stood watch the snoring it was Boo there is more than a little to know I think I am huge oh my friend there is much more to know of Minsky's Homeland than he could ever put into words might fare better but his hope is far stranger well in many ways it is the very opposite of this city The Far Side of pharaoh with empty planes white forests and big Peaks that pierce the very Belly of the sky but it is like the city too here it is loud with the daily wailing of people in Russian it is also learned if you know where to listen Guardian spirits of every root Rock and tree here in the sleeping lands they are silent but in the far north they know how to speak still such a skeptic my friend Minsk cannot prove the point to you for they tell tours of this land like sleeping and for this we had best be glad in Russia man Hector is wind and snow and soil in Boulder's Gate it would be stink and stain and a far less Pleasant type of soil my meaning is not clear just check under your boot the first time my the Gemma A Warrior's quest of proving proved that quests do not always go as the stories say after wandering ways and some Savings of this old ghost Minsk returned to rashimon to find a welcome fit for hamsters and heroes the iron Lord himself came to bear witness to Bull Minsk politely disagreed Dinah here was dead and so his dajema could never be done then swear your service to me means of Russia man said he sort of your land as your Lord's chosen champion politely said it was a little awkward but he had already sworn his service to boo said he you insult your iron Lord we will settle this matter in this circle of combat it was solely polite for Minsk to agree after the third order is the iron Lord away the Council of witches gave minscape pack of provisions and said it would be best if he continued his adventures for a Time yes boo that was before we were stolen perhaps we are do a little homecoming when all of this is done no As You Wish who do you have much to say on the matter of something else of course my friend or are we not friends [Music] boo never looks to give me fleas sometimes you just pick these things up along the path now those boots here questioning your eye or just a parasite poking through well boo explain yourself clear enough can you not do you not see his Nobel bearing the Deep Wellness of wisdom that are his eyes boo speaks of much perhaps one day you will be ready to listen ah you speak of minsk's misshapen skull it is true I once suffered a most heroic head wound before boo I was a typical Berserker of Russia man in full of my own seriousness the problem with one Soul gazing of their navel however they are easily ambushed bring in split my skull like I saw the noise skin it was as I recovered that boo first appeared he told me that I had felt the great poking finger of Justice marking mids because it's champion and Boo as my guide as for the headache well Justice cannot always afford to be gentle to not be ridiculous if any of us is chosen by the gods it is obviously both now shall we await my boots crave they crunch of unvirtuous Nethers oh the mind of Minsk is a simple place of what strangeness do you speak the memories resurface a lifetime of battles blaring into one single constant is Minsk launching Into The Fray no matter the foe be that God monster man it seems just the barest glimpse of what the man before you has seen and done but enough to know that he has no right to still be alive ah wait that look at your eye I know exactly what the visions of Minsky have seen to cause you such Wonder my pants Priceless in the rashamar style so that a Berserker might split skulls without fear of splitting bridges too they are fiendishly complex but fear not for Minsk with training he has learned to master the many little nuts well as have you know do not forget that when you gaze into Minsk Minsk also gazes into you we both fight evil wherever it is found the who and where are less important than their hamsters you meet along the way on this matter of sharing memories I see no reason for us to worry at one another's works if there is more we wish to know we can simply ask no exactly so if I must peer into the mind of my enemy I use an ax for friends there is ale no my friend if you fear you have a question that Minsk cannot answer then you can simply ask poo foreign as you wish but quietly is listening on this matter I have held small council with boo if the worm is lodged within our skulls should that not be possible to Simply squeeze like sword tilt something out pay that noise no mind Boo has not feasted on Evil's flesh in some time and it has set his gut to bubbling thank you none at all the boo is Tiny perhaps he could just crawl into our ears and ah you all right Boo a ridiculous notion it would be far too dark to see means shall be your Shadow as boo is his ah you come in search of stories it is not yet time to talk boo in for the night but very well after our adventurings with the ball spawned boo had had his fill of Godly flesh so we return to Baldur's Gate for a time after all in every city there is a sweaty underberry crying out for a virtuous scrubbing not better to wear the brush than means can build perhaps we rubbed some villains ramp a little tour this Minsk does not know one moment we stood in the city's lamps the next ambush then minskenpool walk on the white with stone dust in sensitive places the mind of Minsk was occupied with important matters I was browsing a slum vendor stall looking for Boo's favorite nuts and then I was told for remains those years passed as quick as a hiccup it was long ago then hick it is now I do not like these Metal Men on the streets or the villains Who hide behind them but the New World Is Not So Different to the old one City still clings to the hill they see still stretches on forever and this 10 Chevy well still makes boo wish for a tiny Peg on his nose as long as that stench remains no matter how old or young the world is Minsk and bull will not rest we have is it not wonderful thank you to hurt your friends so that she wishes to fill you with some crossbow corals but knowing she never will for fear of hitting your hamster there is no need for sweet words between companions such as we too often those are the weapons of flutterers and frauds but she who will beat you about the head with the cold and pointy truth that is a true eclair a hero is only as good as their friends they have at their back this is why boo favors this spot just above my buttocks [Music] Be Your Shadow as blue is his

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Length: 23min 19sec (1399 seconds)

Published: Mon Aug 14 2023