Fitzwood

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When you talk to him, he will tell you:


 * Fitzwood: Clothed in rags, the man cowers in the dark. Please ... she promised. Promised she wouldn't hurt Fitzwood!
 * You: She? Who is 'she?'
 * Fitzwood: Why, the Mistress, of course. Frizwood leers. Marguerite.
 * You: What happened here, Fitzwood?
 * Fitzwood: Mistress came up from below. Brought friends. Live-deads. So many years shut up in this place ... them wardens did cruel things to poor Mistress. She showed them, she did! Har! Made 'em screeeeam!
 * You: So Marguerite summoned the undead?
 * Fitzwood: Aye. Mistress commanded the live-deads. Like a general, she was. Fitzwood's eyes grow soft. She's found her power. The one she was going on about. Duality, she called it ...
 * You: Come on. I've got to get you out of here.
 * Fitzwood: You're right. Fitzwood nods. Mistress is gone. Gone below. Don't need me no more. Fitzwood will follow ...
 * Dungeon Master: ''Fitzwood vanishes before your eyes.
 * You: Follow me if you want to live, madman.
 * Fitzwood: Mistress is gone. Gone below. Don't need me no more! Give up now, fools, and bow to the Mistress, or she'll send the live-deads after you!
 * Dungeon Master: ''Fitzwood vanishes before your eyes.
 * You: Marguerite? The Archbishop's daughter?
 * Fitzwood: Archbishop! She hates him. Hates him! Put her down here, didn't he? Shut her up with Fitzwood and the other madders. Didn't belong, did she? Fitzwood saw it. That's why she let me live.
 * You: Let you live? What happened here? (See above)
 * You: Get up. I'm here to rescue you.
 * Fitzwood: The man stares at you, and his eyes seem to clear. You ain't dead-dead. You ain't live-dead. Did I ... dream it? Fitzwood can't never tell what's real. Is she still in her cell?
 * You: She? Who is 'she,' Fitzwood? (See above)
 * You: Never mind that. We've got to get out of here.
 * Fitzwood: NO! Fitzwood pulls away from you. She told me to stay, til she was gone! She gets in your head, she does. Says she'll bring me bees. They never lets me eat bees, 'round here...
 * You: Who is 'she', Fitzwood? (See above)