Winthrop: Aye, now there's the rapscallion! Set on the little wisp, now, and make every bolt count! Protagonist: Winthrop, you old fool! If I had an arrow for every one of these practical jokes you've played on me, I'd... I'd... I don't know, I'd have a lot of arrows! Well met, my friend. Winthrop: Yes, ye'd run me right out of the fletching business in a flash, ye would! It's good to see your impish face again! Now fill me in on what it is ye've been doing lately. Protagonist: I've been adventuring, Winthrop. There's a world out there and it needs a righteous old kick in the arse every now and again, doesn't it? Winthrop: Spoken with the wisdom of a true fool! By the gods, I love this bastard child!

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