Eshelon: ...Pardon me? You're looking for the most expensive cheese to ever exist, so that you might... feed it to a bird?
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1 line · 1 replyEshelon: (As soon as you enter the area you know you've found the right place.)
Eshelon: This was all that was inside?
Eshelon: What a disappointing legacy to leave one's son. Frankly, I don't get the elites' obsession with cheese.
Eshelon: And yes, I'm quite aware I say that as a member of them. My fellow nobles prioritize all the wrong things, while elevating this nonsense.
Eshelon: Still, it should make a satisfying enough paper for the Journal of Majiri History. As agreed, I'll take a portion to examine.
Eshelon: The rest is for the birds, as they say.
Eshelon: (As soon as you approach, Sugarfoot is on her feet, excitedly snuffling at your pack. Her smooth beak bumps against you as she tries to rummage inside.)
Eshelon: Whoa! I haven't seen her this excited in ages. Did you find the cheese??
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