//Emotions will be displayed as: text {emotion}
Basement Dweller is a drunk villager in Ruins of Detlas. 
Guard is a soldier in Bak’al’s Destruction 1
Town Guard is a soldier in Bak’al’s Destruction 2
Guard Leader is a soldier in Bak’al’s Destruction 2
Town Citizen 1 is a male citizen in Bak’al’s Destruction 2
Town Citizen 2 is a female citizen in Bak’al’s Destruction 2
Farmer is a citizen in Bak’al’s Destruction 3
Dying Olm is in Timeless Ruin
Ragamal is an angry man in Crate Crane
Harv is a courageous man in Crate Crane
Marlow is a cautious man in Crate Crane
Poe is a friendly man in Crate Crane
Soldier 1 is a brave soldier in Wynn Plains Monument 
Soldier 2 is a fearful soldier in Wynn Plains Monument
Bob
Bak'al

Ruins of detlas
[1/2] Basement Dweller: *Hic* Wha, whozit? Oh geez, I should lay off tha old *hic* Nemract {inquiring, regret}
[2/2] Basement Dweller: Wha, yer *hic* real?  Wha're ya doin' in mah house then?! {surprised, angry}

Bak'al's destruction 1
[1/1] Guard: NOW! {urgent}
[1/1] Guard: Get them off me! {urgent}
[1/2] Guard: Seems like we fended them off this time... those were the last. {relief}
[2/2] Guard: We better get started repairing all this, who knows whe- {tired}
[1/1] Guard: IT'S HIM! We gotta take him out! {startled/determined}
[1/1] Bak'al: Fools! Courage won't help you as a corpse.

Bak'al's destruction 2 (Citizen: Female)
[1/4] Town Guard: Has everyone gotten to safety? {inquiring}
[2/4] Guard Leader: There was no time to evacuate, so I told them to go inside and block their doors. I just hope they all listened. {informing}
[3/4] Town Guard: But is it enough? I don't know if the three of us are going to be enough to protect the town from... {concerned}
[4/4] Guard Leader: Get ready, men! He's coming! {urgent/commanding}
[1/6] Bak'al: An army is only an army if it is coordinated. This… {thoughtfully}
[2/6] Bak'al: ...is no army. {disappointedly}
[3/6] Bak'al: I seem to have overestimated the humans. {disappointedly}
[4/6] Bak'al: I think my army can take care of this. {normally}
[5/6] Bak'al: Go. {intensely}
[6/6] Bak'al: Good. Leave no survivors. {satisfied}
[1/1] Town Citizen: It's a dead end! What do we d-? {urgent/fearful} //Town Citizen 1
[1/2] Town Citizen: Come on, open up! Let me in! {desperate/fearful} //Town Citizen 2
[2/2] Town Citizen: Please, let me in! I don't want to die! {desperate/fearful} //Town Citizen 2
[1/4] Bak'al: I sense no traces of life. {satisfied}
[2/4] Bak'al: Burn it all. Leave nothing. {satisfied}
[3/4] Bak'al: Let the ashes serve as a reminder that… {normally}
[4/4] Bak'al: Every city will suffer the same fate. {intensely}

Bak'al's destruction 3
[1/1] Farmer: Gods, NO! {urgent}
[1/1] Bak'al: The darkness must spread.

Timeless ruin
[1/2] ???: Ahhh… {gasping in pain} //Dying Olm
[2/2] ???: Faal olm nis vivere het. Tiid sic dissuo fragmenis... un nunon spem los... faal situs obscurus. //Dying Olm

Crate Crane
[1/4] Ragamal: HEY! You stay out of that tent, you filthy rich soldier kid! You already got {annoyed/angry}
[2/4] Ragamal: I scrounged and saved and bought that old box of fruit fair and square, it's mine! {annoyed/explaining, angry}
[3/4] Ragamal: Yeah, get out of here and go brown-nose those big-nosed flimflam scam artists! Stupid soldiers! Why couldn't you have just bothered to come to my house that night?! {angry/annoyed}
[4/4] Ragamal: WHY COULDN'T YOU ALL HAVE EVEN BOTHERED TO HELP A DAMNED SOUL IN NEED?! GO GRAB SOME ANCHORS AND STEP OFF A BOAT, YOU USELESS, GOOD FOR NOTHING, WEAPON TOTING, VILLAGER LOVING JERK!! {angry/venting/shouting}

[1/7] Harv: Say, Marlow. Ya think this old pipe here would make a good enough weapon? {inquiring}
[2/7] Marlow: Uh...why you askin', Harv? {slightly concerned}
[3/7] Harv: Well, I got to thinking some, and... We mighta lost all we had, but that doesn't mean anyone else oughta, and hey, what've we got here to lose? {explaining}
[4/7] Marlow: Wha... Buddo, you'd lose yourself! You ought to be thankful you even lived to get down here! You SEEN those attacks?! No way either of us would last a day!! {concerned}
[5/7] Harv: Feh! Not like those big-nosed Grooks are doing a thing to help! Half those golems up there are rusted shut and useless! {annoyed}
[6/7] Harv: I'd rather take the risk and die buying someone else a few more minutes than waste away down in this rotten hole! {explaining/slightly frustrated}
[7/7] Marlow: Well then, you're a better man than I. Honestly, if I were them, I'da ran for the hills at the sight of this town too. Can't really bring myself to say I blame 'em much. {admitting}

[1/4] Poe: Oh! A visitor! We rarely get people down here. For obvious reasons. {surprised}
[2/4] Poe: I have nothing to offer you, but please, make yourself comfortable. Warm yourself by the fire. {friendly}
[3/4] Poe: We need to keep each other's spirits up. After all, when all's said and done, what else do we have? {a little solemn}
[4/4] Poe: I consider myself lucky to be alive. So many lives were lost in that attack… {thankful}

Wynn plains monument 
[1/7] Soldier 1: I-I can’t run anymore. Get back to Ragni and close the gates! We might be able to hold him the- {out of breath, commanding}
[2/7] Soldier 2: Are you insane? You saw how that BEAST slaughtered our entire regiment! We're done fo- {fearful}
[3/7] Soldier 1: Oh no... He’s here. {fearful}
[4/7] Bak'al: There is nowhere left for you fools to run. Now witness as the will of my master purges this province for good.
[5/7] Soldier 2: No... NO! GET AWAY- AAAAGHHH!!!! {shouting in pain}
[6/7] Soldier 1: PLEASE, STOP! IT HURTS SO MUCH!! AAAAGGHHH! {shouting in pain}
[7/7] Bak'al: And now, Ragni is left defenseless. This land will be purified, just like the rest.
[1/7] Bob: I will never let this city fall again. {determined}
[2/7] Bak'al: Another soldier..? It matters not. End him!
[3/7] Bob: Extortus aetherium ferio!
[4/7] Bak'al: A foolhardy display of power means nothing to me. Again, peons!
[5/7] Bob: Urinari tremor!
[6/7] Bak'al: Your power.. its... I wasnt prepared for this.. Retreat, peons!
[7/7] Bob: Oh no, YOU'RE not getting away! {determined}
[1/3] Bob: Fo vith!
[2/3] Bob: Ronaaz tumultus!
[3/3] Bob: Yol displosus!
[1/3] Bob: I've spent my entire life preparing for this. I will NEVER let this province fall. {determined}
[2/3] Bak'al: The Twains said the same thing to me, once. And just like them, you will fall helplessly at my feet.
[3/3] Bob: Ive learned from the Twains mistakes! I refuse to fall as easily as they did! {determined}