No-one fails the Crows and lives! Zevran:
Ah, poor, stupid Nuncio. The Crows do like that saying, but I am living proof it's a lie.
: My lord Sepulchure, I have returned with the White Dragon Box as you demanded. The priests at the Temple of the Four Winds were no match for your undead soldiers under my command. Please, grant me the power of the Necrotic Blade of Doom as you promised. Necrotic Blade of Doom
: HAHAHAHAHAH! YOU ARE VERY EAGER TO EMBRACE THE DARKNESS, DRAKATH! Sepulchure
: Prince Drakath, you are a FOOL! Drakath
: My... my lord? Sepulchure
: Our agreement was BOTH dragon Boxes! Black AND White! I only see the White Dragon Box before me. Drakath
: There were... complications... with the Black Dragon Box. If you would simply grant me to power I'm certain that I could... Sepulchure
: I think, perhaps, that you are still focusing too much on your energy taking on King Alteon's throne... Drakath
: My throne! The royal seat is mine by birthright! Sepulchure
: BE SILENT! As I have promised, bring me BOTH boxes and the power... and the throne... will be yours. Do not interrupt me... or return here without both dragon boxes... ever again. Do not fail me a second time, Prince Drakath. Drakath
: Yes... my lord.
: You blew it again, Lord Crump. You sicken me. Lord Crump
: Look, I'm sorry. Seriously. We thought... We thought we had the guy cornered, but... Grodus
: Stop talking, Lord Crump. You just stand by until my next order. And, Lord Crump? Think of this as your last chance. Understand? Lord Crump
: Roger that.