The Most EVIL Choice You Can Make In Baldur’s Gate 3

Go ahead. Command the brain destroy all tadpoles and then itself >> cinema. There's so many different ways to end this game. It's crazy. And now let's see the other endings. >> Me. Join me. Become absolute. The moment in which we make a new world for ourselves. Betray Orpheus. The urge takes over. No, we will not let this come to pass. I don't know why the the audio is bugging out. Don't worry, you're still part of my design. You are glorious, my love. You've never been more beautiful. Why is it showing you together conquer? >> I think the party mod broke it. >> Rule command. Why do you get the Why do I Why am I wearing a guitar now? I have a I have a loot. What? I'm killing all the dragons now. in my name. The world is yours. All who still draw breath bow to you. Your authority is unmatched. Your power is absolute. It's just like real life. time the harvest. We're honorable chat. Women and children first. Menthora, Shadow Heart, Lazelle or not Lazelle, Jihira. My boots don't match. I look like a loser >> to us. >> They're not going to respect me. >> We are their protectors, their salvation, and we will rule them together. >> Forcementhor to kneel along with the rest. >> No. No, not you. You have come so far. Once you wished for nothing more than to survive. But now your dreams are far grander. By your hand alone, the future of all things shall be determined. >> Oh, wait. What happened? How did you become a douche? F5 and try everything. I actually F5D earlier cuz I want I want to see all the endings. I mean, this game's Look, I I put way too much time into this game to not see that the other endings, okay? Rid yourself of the parasite at last and walk away from all of this alone, but all the all the all the endings that I can see Heat. B sucks. I'm leaving. I hate this place. Damn cinema. Yeah, the ending doesn't really make a whole lot of sense. Well, I guess that means with that ending, there's no more absolute. There's no more nothing. And you just kind of leave. >> You do not wish to rule. You wish for the fires of chaos to consume all >> things are far greater. >> Yeah, I I saved earlier, too. >> By your hand alone, the future of all things shall be determined. Good. Freak. I hate that my shoes don't match, dude. I look like a loser. Everybody go crazy. Wait, what? Why him and why her? I turned it into a PvP server. What the freak? >> This was always to be their fate. You just gave them the final lunch they needed. Is it going to pull his face up? That'd be insane. What the This is a crazy. This is a bad ending. Why is the that woman in that kid not turning? Baltimore's gate. We're no longer Balders's Gate. We're now Baltimore's Gate. What the And you guys were mad that I that I I told them about the teling grove. >> Look at what the teling kid did. >> A shared nightmare amongst those unfortunate enough to survive. Baltimore's kid. We shall rename this Baltimore. What the freak? You're not my hero anymore. What? I'm checking out all the different endings. There can be no future for such sheep. Will them all to die? By your hand alone, the future of all things shall be determined. It seems like this one just like he snaps his fingers and they're all just going to die. What? If anything, this is mercy. >> Is something wrong? Wait, I'm a chiropractor. AoE chiropractor. No, I saw that. All right, let's play Duck Duck Goose. Psycho. The city shall become a monument to your glory, rebuilt by your adoring subjects. >> By your hand alone, the future of all things shall be determined. You could easily rule through fear, but just as easily through love. through contentment. >> Huh? >> Through sheer mindless bliss. Like this is the world they think they live they live in, but in reality it's like chaos. Oh, this is just like how streamers live their lives. All thanks to you, savior of the world. True. Why does this one have clothes on? the loot on the statue. Yeah. When did I get a loot? >> And then number one, this is just the beginning. More worlds shall fall to you. >> First conquest. Every realm shall quake at your power. Every tongue shall speak your name in all. >> There's a lot more to see still, too. >> Every god shall perish in your shadow. This world is yours. Now for the rest. was on your head. It's a stupid guitar. It's a loot. And I wasn't even wearing one, but it gave me one. Wrath of the Loot King, dude. Hold on. Now we go back one more. And now let's see the other endings. Was this was for me to betray Orpheus, but this time go ahead. Command the brain destroy all tadpoles and then itself. >> My master, I must obey. I must end. This is a good This is good. Hopes, nightmares, and the screams of legions upon legions of unborn Olympics. The pain rips through you, obliterating all thought, all feeling. Your tadpole burns in your brain. Silence, free of urge and worry. Your brain is battered and bruised, but it is yours. Yours at last. Wait, what? Oh, down we go. Wait. No. They're not going to be in Boulders Gate 4. Marked for ination. Wait, hold that. They're naked. Dude, they defeated the elephant the mine players. Yeah. Everything you did, everything you sacrificed, it was worth it for this >> to become the number one seafood colony in existence. Squid for days by the river >> as fans. The number one rep paladin. Yeah, that is true. >> Thanks. Thanks, Salvation. >> No, Boo. This moment is for savoring. There will be temples to snack on later. Buu did not doubt us for a moment. Not during any of our many failures. The parasite. It's withered. Dead along with the netherbrain. I am cleansed. I will never be a filthy gay. Only my defense intended. Of course, did the unthinkable. And I'm grateful for it. >> Even when my time in the prison stretched out like eternity, escape seemed impossible, I never lost hope. I knew that my destiny was to liberate my people, to return to them triumphant. I was wrong. It seems I can only fulfill one part of my destiny. My people will be liberated, but I cannot return to them. Not like this. You helped me destroy that abomination. Thou helped me destroy myself. You must >> wait what? But first, Lazelle, I need your promise. Carry my hope. Carry my burden. Call my dragons, Culos and Cuos, and rides to the Astral Sea. Destroy Blackith. Release our people. Be our future and our legacy. >> Wait a second. This is your choice, Lazelle, not mine. I trust you. Or I pass the persuasion check. We'll do both. We'll do both. I mean, here's the thing. I also could fail this persuasion check and see what happens. Let's see what happens when you fail the persuasion check. >> I have already chosen a way. The way of Orpheus. Blackth will fall and I will plant a seed. From that seedani freedom will blossom. Your will is strong. Rastil, your name will be etched in our slates. You will be called Mulir. Liberator. >> Enough talk. Give me my freedom. Freedom from this form. >> You're a mind flare. But you're still you, aren't you? Yes, but for how long? My mind screams. It will never stop until it has slipped away from me entirely. I will not be gay. I did what I did to save my people. The rest is up to them. Someone else must rise within the ranks to lead the revolution against Vlack. Give me my freedom from this form. >> Release my soul to the astral seas while I still have one to call my own. >> You may not be able to return your evil war overviews, but you deserve to live to see their future. Dude, there's so many there's so many options. Options options. >> You are right. I may not be the one to lead my people, but I can still bear witness to their glory. I shall find a place for myself in a corner of these realms. For even in darkness, the stars of Tunarath will shine upon me. >> That was an easy convincing. >> You are a worthy ally. The Githani will find they have a noble prince in Orpheis if they do not slaughter him on site. At least >> kill us. I can never forget you. Your name will be etched in our slates. You will be called Mir. >> What the You said. Wait, you said I was going to be >> You said that to me earlier. How come? Hello. You just said that to everybody. I thought she was telling the dragon. See how the dragons flee you, boo. Now they know you stand as this plain's protector. >> With the githoni gone, there's nothing left but the silence of the city, smoldering, waiting to be rebuilt. What shall we do with our liberty? >> Oh my gosh, there's so many options. I think it's time we part ways. Let's get out of this godforsaken city. We should stay in the city, help rebuild it. I think a celebration is in order. >> There is much to do. >> Party time, >> but a drink might be nice. A seat would be better. A lot of people died so we could get to this moment. Let's go find somewhere to offer them a toast. >> I don't know why. In my head, I imagined Fly Like a G-Sh. I was like, "What is the stupidest song that could possibly start playing right now? >> It's over and it's all because of you. >> You were destined to become its rule. Thanks to you, there will be no illid empire, no death gods tyranny. >> You have earned your place amongst the legends of the sword coast. >> It's the statue of Baldderon. >> You are the savior of Boulder's Gate. No, I did not kill Scratch. Scratch died. >> Straight through the night. Dreamless, thoughtless, and almost entirely free. For the first time, you feel alone, calm, you breathe. Bal may have been your beginning, but he will not be your end. Of all those you killed in your father's name, one lingers in your mind even now. Alira, the bard of the Emerald Grove. Her death weighs upon you still. A burden you will carry for the rest of your days. But fortunately, you will not have to carry it alone. Were you >> I was afraid for the briefest moment when I walked this morning. >> What? >> Didn't know where I was and I thought perhaps it had all been a >> Hello. >> stopping the absolute saving my parents. >> Where did you get those clothes? Or lack of. >> Then I realized I was in your arms. We did it. >> Everything's perfect. Almost. Anyway, almost. I can give it another try if you like. >> I didn't mean it like that. After everything that happened with my parents, I didn't think I was owed any happiness. I did things. Things that fill me with shame now. There's at least one person who doesn't want me happy. Sh. I felt the wound last night while you were sleeping. Like some sadistic child de-winging a fly. She can try to twist the knife all she likes. I know I can survive her worst. Nothing she does can sour the fact that I have my family again. >> You finally finished the journey your parents set you on. You guys want this one. I feel like three. >> You're right. I can always rely on you to say the right thing. It's not an exciting life that I lead, but I'd like you to be a part of it. I doubt I'd have anything at all if it wasn't for you. What did you have in mind? >> I'm hoping to find some place I can settle down and stay close to my parents. >> Do we really like do taxes? >> Somewhere quiet where they can find peace and gaze at the night sky. If that sounds at all appealing, then I'll keep a spot for you. It'll be just like old times. Wait, I can't say no. I was going to say no. >> Chad, stop looking. >> Oh my gosh, it was a dream. >> The world waits for A NEW DAWN, and we are here to greet it. NOT AS CONQUERORS. THERE'S NO WAY. There's no way I'm dying. It's so funny. Oh, it's so funny. I may Okay, I downloaded a mod to set them all as like 100 reputation and have see if they would like fight or anything with one another, but like nothing happened. So, I just like forgot about it. I didn't like I didn't So, it's got to be the mod. Anyway, uh we can still conquer using our own strength for us, not for ball. Yes, I would like that. >> Oh my gosh, this is so funny. >> No more gods or monsters. No devils or demons to manipulate our fate. >> Dude, this is so funny. >> We reclaimed our freedom though everything was against us. What would you do with it? >> So funny. Good ending. Paulen. Okay, dude. That's so No, >> I would have preferred to claim the whole world when we had the chance. >> I hope we get m dude. That'd be so funny. We get mince. That'd be so funny. >> We can put the Gondians back to work. Rebuild the Steel Watch and march to Water Deep. With an unstoppable army at our back and a song of conquest on our lips, >> the sword. Oh, he's not a romance. Battlefield and Boulders Gate will be the founding city of a new dynasty. >> Dynasty. >> My name belongs to my mother. So our house will have a new name, your name. And the world will learn to fear it. But we can look to the future tomorrow or the day after. Today, let us think only of ourselves in this moment. We have won a lifetime. television. I can't say no. Wait, what the heck? Chat, stop looking. Stop holding hands. Is it going to be anyone else? Jihira, Minsk, Lazelle, >> and Shadow Heart found your peace. Lazelle disapproves with a pack of Lazel >> disapproves of nice orchids. >> How come they didn't show Lazelle the silver moon after >> Oh, cuz already left night >> when you notice a letter among your discarded clothes. >> Wait, wait, wait. Did it just say Shadow Heart? Born Shadow Heart found your peace, an invitation to a gathering of the friends and allies who stood by your side in the fight against the absolute. You waste no time in packing and set off on the long road back to where all of your adventures together began. Wait, why is Le's hell back? Thou w called here some from above. >> For with thine bond, together thou hast kept the wheel of faith spinning when it threatened to hurt. >> Though thou were drawn far apart in the months after the collapse of the absolute, tonight fate renews thy bond once more. Thou should take care to preserve. It is a great weapon wielded in the hazard of good. Go know one another once more. >> Wait, hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on. Okay, so just to keep everything on track, dude, there's so many forks, dude. There's so many different ways to end this game. It's crazy. Like, like, okay, hold on. Let's keep Lazelle. Okay, we're going to try and keep Lazelle. There we go. Okay, this is it. This is it. Nice. Okay. >> Mother Gith battled for liberty, but it was only here with you that I learned what it meant to be free. Yes, I will stay. My destiny is for neither Vlac nor Orpheus to decree. It is mine. Then my destiny is undone. Until someone can take up my cause, the Gith Yankee will remain chained. I found freedom and then lost myself to this horror for nothing. All that remains is to die. Davim crashed. >> As noble in death as he was in life, his sacrifice will not be forgotten. Yeah. Wait, what about Voss? The Gith Yankee leave at last. I feared they would make this world their own. >> With the Gith Yankee gone, there's nothing left but the silence of the city, smoldering, waiting to be rebuilt. So, what comes next? >> We should stay in the city to help rebuild it. >> Why bother? Let Boulders Gate wear its scars proudly until the next crisis wipes it from the world entirely. So many have fallen on both sides of this conflict. Once I would have died proudly in defense of the Netherbrain, thinking it a god. It is a sobering thought, and I intend to chase it away with whatever filth passes for wine in these parts. It's all because of you. >> Okay, so we already saw this >> the world. This >> is so so funny. So now we're back here. Okay, I I just want to see that lazel scene. Okay, >> good. >> I talk to people. >> Well, now you can make yourself presentable when you have a mind, too. >> I missed you, too. >> Oh, how nice to be understood again. I have spent the past months bickering with builders and bankers, all to restore the city exactly as it was. >> Same. >> Wait, load the other one. Bur speakers. Same wooden buildings ready to get burnt by next year's dragon. Same sistns overflowing. Huh? >> Wait, why should I load the other one? Cuz don't I want Lazelle to stay? The picnic was actually added a good long while after the launch because people wanted a better epilog. Oh, really? Oh, so Oh, so Lazelle shows up. Oh, okay. I I didn't even know Lazelle was going to show up. >> Valorian simply get on with it. stubbornness. >> Oh, if she goes with the gifts she asks for protects here. Okay. >> Perhaps all three, but nothing I will sniff at any longer. Harpers have come from half the world over to land aid. Farmers, masons, healers. My own son George has been wounded to their ranks already. He plants crop cycles in Worms Crossing. Not so for my daughter. Ryan's rejoined the flaming fist temporarily. You understand? To organize the craftsman. Though she spends more time locking up comrades for pocketing eight vans. They might learn a thing or two if they don't expel her again. >> You must be proud. >> Suppose I am. I tried to steer them clear of my life's work. But they have chosen it for themselves. There is still much to do. People to house, the harbor network to rebuild. I may have little love for this city, but so long as my family chooses to serve it, I can do no less. Uh, but I see the flesh in your cheeks when I speak of family. Perhaps you mean to start one of your own. I don't want to watch over a blood match where the jewelers call me auntie. Just be careful, Bspbone. >> Auntie? No way. You hardly ever write back to your own children. They'll just call you Jihira. All right, bald child. It is true you are no longer what you were. You have done well for yourself. For all your travels, I hope you have arrived where you want to be, home. Whatever that means to you. >> Shadowart Mandor is my home. No matter how far away, I think it will always be first. Where were we? This campsite is my home. Even when I'm far away. >> A sentiment. I must inspect the refreshments. You'll never know. Some nerd the well might have tampered with the wine. >> Who would do that here? We're the We're the only ones here. Wait, what happened to all my gear? Oh, I stole my weapon. Wait, I I can attack people. >> Fascinating. Then take long with thy comrades shared food, fire, and friendship. But even such adamant prevent thee from ruining my party. >> Rare dialogue. Oh, suddenly I am most tired. Good day. Rare ending. Where did he send me to? What if it deleted your save? Wonder if the gods are watching me. >> Ah, it's the star of the show. Our humble protagonist who forsook Bal to save the city. Our skeletal friend will be very pleased to see I found my way here despite my invitation getting lost in the post. >> Uh you again. It's wonderful evil. How have you been? >> Busy as ever. Better that than the reverse, wouldn't you say? Every major publishing house on the Sword Coast has been vying for my upcoming book on the subject of our adventures together. I've gotten quite good at replicating your signature, so you needn't even bother with the release form. You might help me with the title though. I'm considering the hero and me. You think >> you could capitalize on history repeating itself? How about the ball spawn too? >> Come now. You don't want to be seen as a mere sequel. Perhaps once the manuscript is finished, you'd even be willing to write a forward. Or better yet, I'll write a draft and you can just sign your name. Better still, I'll sign it for you. >> Ah, your success really has been wonderful for my reputation. But you mustn't let me hog your attention all night, my friend. You've many friends to chat to. Shut up. Chest of grateful words. Letter from Hope. Letter from Arena. Letter from N. Wait, what the heck? Letter from Boss. Give Yani script. Orvious may not be with us, but the comet shines ever bright. Breath by breath, battle by battle, blackest death draws near. I take it as slaughter all who must be slaughtered and spread the air's truth to every possible ear, willing and unwilling. Many get the Yangi have already taken arms of wars of the comet. Others have remained in their enclaves or traveled to crashes, dedicating themselves to a cause of scribe, spies, and slate scholars. But our allies do not all call themselves children of Gith. Zerith Menar Agith, the Gith Zarai's god king, has requested an audience. There was a time I would have thought such a coalition unspeakable. But with the Gizaria at our side, not even the full force of the Kithraki could stop us. If lack of this to fall, perhaps the two skies once again be made when foss night of the comet. Official guild letter to the hero of the realms. We've followed your adventure closely. The guild of great genius humble guild pride ourselves in telling since the timely end of Raphael's reign. I've gone back to Mephostophles's Palace and Cana many of his father's court. Wait, who's this from Harip? rather tatles to desire a dead man like that even amongst devil kind isn't it unsurprisingly you've proven quite popular bedwarming the denisonens of the ice hells as well undoubtedly you felt the echoes of ecstasy when I turned into you yes many satisfied hell spawn I was with a gelon the other night who was rather taken by how your service flesh shivered pushed up against a glacier here are some other reviews of your body my patrons have asked me to forward you so rare to find a notforked tongue in these parts five out out of five. You really should have asked for the nails to be trimmed before memorizing this form. Two out of five. It gets frostbite too quickly and is unsuitable to exhibitionism in this hell. I hope you're enjoying Pleasur's Kick, your favorite incubus. Hero of Balders's Gate, vanquisher of the absolute. The city is forever in your debt. It's not temples and ins and homes that I speak of, but hearts. Balders can never be the city it was before it suffer the absolute attach and that is as it should be. The survivors have borne witness to their homes near destruction. They've come to regret turning a blind eye to the cruelty gore attached disguised as safety and security. The flaming fist will learn to be true servants of the people and I will devote myself to ridding the gate of the shameful fears that allowed evil to enter our homes and sit at our tables. Letter from Araj my friend. No, my darling. Greetings from Menzo Borenzan where the blood you so kindly traded me is ready to play its part in resurrecting the glorious house of Bladra. Araj Blantra. I don't remember. Who's this? Who is this? Oh yeah, she made me have unstable blood. I doubted you for so long. Perhaps you knew that already. In spite of my best attempts, you proved yourself time and time again at walkin's rest and moonrise towers and warm rock. And still I doubted the nether brain's defeat should have proven your courage. Yet I was more doubtful than ever. This was a ruse, a dream, a trick will be whole again. I might have doubted you. Wait. And then one e from the elf song. I heard it singing a rockus salude tuneless drunken refrain. I've never heard anything more terrible, more beautiful, I raised my voice and joined the chorus. That was the moment all my doubts melted away and were replaced with something more valuable. Hope with profound admiration. Floric Barkcus. Wait, Barkcus didn't die. Yeah, that's right. Withers gave me this address and said I could consider writing. Well, I considered it. Return address included. Best Barkcus route. Leather from Noctterm. Dear Shadow Heart, wait, what? I hope that you are happy and well. I must keep this short as I surrounded by Shar's followers. I know it must seem strange for me to dwell on such heretical thoughts. Yet I cannot help myself. Perhaps one day I shall find some measure of the bravery that you did. Walk away from this life. Until then I shall keep safe and home memories of you is my one ember of light amid an ocean of darkness. Until we find each other again, yours always Nocturn. Nocturn was the the girl that they were friends with. Investigator Valyria. This is the elephant. I'm writing your request to help my muscian basher half a year ago. Regrettably, I've had to take credit for dispelling the ball co. Wait. I've had to take credit for dispelling the ball cult in your absence. You understand? And I'm working on routing the remaining ballist from our fair city and this has made me a target. A false document bring my name into illreute has been made public. An alleged unpaid bar tab at the elf song. If you happen to be passing through with a bindle of coin perhaps you can persuade mention my obvious innocence. Much applies. This guy wants all of the credit with none of the heat. Letter from hope. House of hope. I had a dream last night. Not that there are any nights here or any days. It was a dream about you, all of you. You were here with me and I had served bread and jam and oat crackers and cheese and enough tea to quench a desert. You nibbled and sipped and smiled and laughed and you asked if I was happy. Nobody had asked that for so long and I don't know if anyone has ever asked that at all. I didn't have the worst answer. So instead, I led you through my house and showed you all the souls that are here with me. They were Raphael's ones, but now they only belong to themselves. The archive is an art gallery. The budgeois is a grand kitchen. And the dungeon is a refuge for any wounded soul or creature that finds its way to us. Am I happy? I don't know. But I'm hope and I persist because of you. A letter from Maya. Thought I'd reach out first for once. Mayorina. Who's Maya? Oh, yeah. The zombie girl. Yeah, the Yeah, the with the hag and zombie husband. Uh, with Ethel gone, myself and other hagers created our own publishing house. We only printed a few pamphlets so far, but I'm halfway through my first book, Me, an Author. It's like something out of a dream. I finally had my baby. I named him Connor after his dad. Thank you for saving a scared young girl. I thought she'd be a terrible mother. I couldn't have been more wrong. Next time we meet, pints her on me. Wait, she alcoholic. Uh, Nine Fingers, I'm not much for leaving my city, but it is a glaming girl's heart to be asked to the ball. So, I'll thank you for that much. Uh, in my place, except a few casts of a fine vintage that managed to roll their way down from the upper city in all the commotion. The rebuilding has given me uh given rise to many such happy opportunities worth discussing over a more civilized drink in my guild hall. Harpst stamped letter. The last one. I hope this finds you wherever you are. Want to thank you. I ask a favor. I'm made to be a watcher. I'm to be made a watcher. The high harper put me forward to the Harper Council for service to the city. I'm not sure what that means. But I know that if it wasn't for you, I'd be back mcking out my mother's yard and I'm permitted to bring one guest to the ceremony who will name me watcher before the council. You spoke for once. You spoke for me once before and I understand you're probably busy, but I'd be honored if you do it again. Who is this guy? Who's this guy? I don't know. I don't even know who this is, do I? >> Oh, hello. Let me guess. You've got some suggestions about the music choice. >> You seem glum. I thought bars were meant to be full of pep and joy. >> I find it hard to summon up the trademark pep these days. You have no idea who I am, do you? I thought Withers might have set the stage a little. >> Go on then. What's your name? >> Mil. Though if the lack of song prayers is anything to go by, that name carries less weight than it used to. >> Musical prayers were once offered to Menel, Lord of Song, a minor deity whose worship faded after offending the trickster god Sir. >> I'm washed up, I'm afraid. >> I disagree. It's an honor to be serenated by Mal Lord of Song. Oh, they made him they made him look like the actual composer for Boulders Gate 3. That's cool. You You know, >> you're bloody right. It is an honor. Finally, the scribe picks an adventurer of substance, of culture. What can I do you for? >> I'd like you to change the song. >> Your wish is mine, etc. What song do you want? Do >> you have any new composition? Something that's never been heard before. >> Fantastic idea. It'll suit the whole affair perfectly. plays freeird. >> Happy horse son. >> Breathe deep poo. The smell of hero sings from every stone in this place. Ah, to meet again where your journey began, my friend. An honor for Minsk and his hamster both. Oh, and for Happy also. Yes. Um, honored, of course. >> Who is happy? Horson, it's great to see you, Minsk, Buu, and Happy. >> See how your very presence snatches the breath from his chest. And it is no wonder. It is just this day that Happy learned of your legend while we gazed down upon the very city you saved. He dangled me from the high hall upside down for two hours. >> The guild should not go creeping in high places if they do not have the stomach for them. H it is well for happy the strange portal appeared when it did. Minsk's arm was growing aome. >> You're still chasing after the gill. I thought you made a piece with them. So I have though it is a piece made more from blade and boots than it is any sense of brotherhood. Nine fingers forbade any looting of the Ilithid's fleshy vessels. And so Minsk guards what remains of the battle site even from her. But where Minsk might once have thrown any sneaking scoundrels from the tower top, now I tell them of you. How you ruled the wickedness within. How they might do the same. >> Oh, it's like how you resisted the urge. >> I'll rule it. I'll be better. >> Oh, of course. It is still for Buu to decide if they live or die. >> Oh. Oh, God. >> But enough my friend. I cannot tell your tale if I do not know the whole of it. Minsk and the Pu would know where you have been, what you have done. >> Who cares? Give me a hug. >> Embrace me, my friend. >> And should your Philly squirming, know that it is only Boo. Or perhaps the buffet has gone bad. Why do they hug like that? That's not like a manly hug. What the [ __ ] Why the fight? Wait, that wasn't like a manly hug. That was like a hamster. >> That was like an embrace. >> Wherever you go, Boo goes to >> I'm missing all you guys. >> No, my friend. Do not begin this. It is too early in the evening for tears and passing Boo around for the blowing of noses. >> He blows nose on Boo. >> First, I must educate this sneak thief on the company he keeps. Lazelle of Greskiller, true child of Gith and true friend to Buu. Though she wilt and say it is not so. Shadow Heart. Two gods tugged at her soul, but she managed to keep it all for herself in the end. Wait, Boo, did she do something with her hair? And Mthara, yes, she's here also repenting of her wicked ways and performing charitable acts, no doubt. And finally, Jahira. If this is a name you do not already know, then not even Buu can save you. Study them well, sneak thief, for the best among them will be a guide for your guild. Heroes who put this city before themselves, who never fought or in their duty, and more than this, who never arrived to a party without even a gift for the host. >> But who? >> Go, my friend. Be among our friends. There is much work yet to be done before this one is fit to join them. Yeah, I was about to say Minsk wasn't in the party before Shadow Heart changed her hair. So, why did he say that? Okay, now we talk to Menthara. >> Yes, my love. Are you done talking to your friends? Can we leave? >> They're your friends, too. >> I think not. They may respect me or fear me, but I do not think they like me. >> Of course they. You're the life of the party. What makes me so? My quickness, my cold heart, my cutting insights. In truth, I have never enjoyed parties. Although they do present the perfect opportunity for a poisoning. >> Please don't poison our friends. Manthora, >> taste my lips. They are already laced with toxins. None shall be spared tonight, not even you. >> Did you guys hear Boo? Did you guys just hear Boo? Why was Boo a hamster noises while she was talking? Wait, what happens? Is she going to kill me now? Go, mingle, carouse, indulge. Tomorrow we return to Boulders's Gate, and our campaign to control the city's undesirabs continues. We will need all of our strength. >> Keep some of your strength for tonight. My body is yours. >> I always have strength enough for you. >> Okay, that's great. Just kidding. >> Didn't expect to be nervous. >> Seeing everyone here like this, it's strange, isn't it? >> Feel like I must have dreamed the last few months. Now I'm waking up back in camp with my hair smelling like wood smoke and fallen leaves stuck to my backside. >> I wonder how that happened. Your backside is fine. Trust me, I've been checking regularly. >> Oh, I've noticed ever since I first slipped into my camp garden, I should think. I hope we won't seem terribly boring to everyone when they ask what we've been doing this past while. >> Dude, this is so funny. >> The countryside. >> I may have been expecting something more. Well, more >> this guy. Dude, this guy's double dipping, dude. He's double dipping. If in doubt, I can always lie. We've been slaying dragons, making >> That sounds fun. Why haven't we been doing that? Perhaps I'll shoe the cats out of our room and scatter copper pieces over the bed some evening and we can play make believe. >> Stupid. >> It's fine. Already passed. Sean must have sensed I was enjoying myself. >> Kiss it better. You'll seize any opportunity, won't you? >> This is so cringe. >> But I suppose I've been giving you plenty of encouragement. >> Immediately, that's so funny, dude. Why? I feel better already. S. Are you trying to make me sleepy? You know how easily I get lost in your arms. Have fun. Just don't don't wear yourself out too quickly. I'm anticipating a long night ahead of us. >> And away I go. >> That's fun. Really out here just trying to get every gooner scene. Just can't prove it yet. Wait, nobody's stopping him. >> A most welcome sight. >> Tuck the legs up. >> Old friend. For two months, I trained the knights of the comet. But to see your face, it brings me even more pleasure than taking a royal inquisitor. Dude, this is so funny. It's good to see you. >> It's nice to hear it. It's taken a dozen gishious talents, a few stolen side crystals, and two 10 days of effort to conjure my projection. Worth it, I'd say. I miss this place. This fa run. >> I figured the Lich Queen would be dead by now. What's the hold up? We've spilled blood, gained a foothold in the astral, but still we need allies, and one beyond reckoning has made itself known. Zerith Minaragith. >> Zerith Minarith. What's that? Nod your heads as if the words mean anything at all. >> You need to pretend. I know the word means little to you. Tractalor is the capital of the Gizarai, an exiled people. once kin with mine until the madness of civil war ripped out one's sky into two. Algent word of the rebellion to their god king Zarith Minara gift through the cosmos. He's agreed to parlay. It's fallen to me to secure an alliance. >> The best choice of the job. Your tongue is as learned as your blade. >> My blade is keen as ever. But it was you who showed me that a proper victory doesn't always require a razor sharp edge. Sometimes a sincere plea is more persuasive than a dagger against the neck. Minora Gith is an aesthetic. He reached out in good faith. This is his way. It is in this spirit that I must meet him. And if he refuses, I carry on. Gravity pulls me in but one direction. I am a warrior of the comet. My people will be free. But you've heard that refrain before. Zealous, bossy, insistent. All part and parcel of my undeniable charm. >> When will I see you again? >> Soon. When the comet has risen. I miss this place. I'll be back one day. The over god himself couldn't keep me away. >> Oh yeah, I gave her the egg. What happens? What's the whole point of that egg? What has become of the egg, Lzelle? Has it hatched? >> So it has. And a fine man the hatchling will be. I call him Zan. Freedom. He is with the mages of Zambardim. I trust his care to no one else. Zan's destiny will be his own to follow. Warrior, poet, explorer, scholar. His way will be the way of the comet. No chains to bind us. No lies to bury us. Liberty will be the rallying cry that unites our empire. >> Uh, have you heard from word from Orpheus since his departure? Oh, yeah. So, Orpheus did not die in the save that I'm going with the can my the Espan cannon version. Not heard tell of him, nor has my mind felt his presence. It seems Gif's son has been lost to the shadows. Perhaps one day he will step into the light. >> I somehow had two eggs. I had two G Yankee eggs for some reason. Yeah, I killed the lady that wanted the egg. Okay, clothing chest. Okay, that's that's got to change. Why are there so many different underwear? I thought it was bugged. It was bugged. That's why I took it off for a second. Dude, look. He's got Dude, he's got a freaking shoulder holster for guns. Okay, I guess I should talk to >> One night is like any other. Thou art the savior of Boulder's Gate until such time it requires saving. ass over here is one conversation from ending the game and walking away, but he's upset that he doesn't get to take all his hoarder loot with him. Absolute classic behavior. Maybe piss off Withers one more time for good measure. >> I can't help but feel some things have been left undone. >> If thou could only see the paths of fate untaken, thy mind would surely break. Be glad of thy chosen path. It is after all thine. Enjoy the realry of the day. Thou deservest at least that much. I've caught up with everyone. What comes next? Have I caught up with everyone? I think I did. I talked to Lazelle. I talked to Jihira. I talked to Mora. I talked to Shadowart. I talked to Minsk. What indeed? Prick up thy ears and listen. The balance of the world restored. The balance of these lives mortal and otherwise brought to account. Hear me thou heroes, wast friends. I have waited long to tell you these words. It is over for now. Thou played thy part in weaving the fabric of fate itself. But for every thread you sewed, so did the gods unravel another. >> Yeah, the chucks it in. Sleep, rest, revel, but be ready for thou mayast yet be needed. Until we meet again, I wish thee every possible fortune, health, wealth, love, and above all, problems worth solving. >> To the hope of more adventures to come, to you cinema and the game is over. Wow. Wow. What a game, dude. What a game. 37 streams. 37 streams, chat. You are here. Dude, this is the longest playthrough of any game that I've ever played. Okay, here we go. Here we go. >> There thou art the dead three. Thy faces gods. Thy actions barely worthy of the name. Did truly believe thy ploy would succeed. Did believe I would not notice. Thou sought to bolster thy strength by taking away the souls of mortals. But souls vanish. >> Dead three is Bane ball. >> Mind flares. did think the other gods would not notice. >> Who's the other one? >> Gods thou may be, yet thou hast proven thyself, fools, everyone. The supplication of Bane, the whimper of Bal, the death mule of Merkel. Felled by mortals, I overestimated thee. They did not. Vermin away. Thou wilt trouble us no more. Wow. Well, that's it, chat. I feel empty.