With me, it goes something like this:
How Nolani Academy really ended:
Rurik: "We make for Kryta and a new life, free of the Charr!"
Rurik: "...Hero? We're leaving. What are you doing there?"
Hero: "Hang on, I'm going through this dead guy's pockets. I found 35 gold pieces!"
Rurik: "What?! I've had men executed for looting corpses on the battlefield!"
Hero: "Aw lighten up, man. Ooh, a purple sword! I'll take this, thank you very much..."
Rurik: "You... you have some filthy habits for a hero, you know that?" (to himself) "...If you weren't so damn useful I would have gotten rid of you long ago..."
Hero: "Hey, can you give me a hand over here? I can't pull this gargoyle's skull all the way out."
Rurik: (disgusted) "What on Balthazar's sword do you need a gargoyle skull for?"
Hero: "I know this guy back in town, he said he'd give me a good shield for this. Or I can sell it to the merchants, those guys buy anything."
Rurik: "Yes, I've often thought about that... I wonder what they do with all the things they buy. Only a small fraction of it ever makes it back on their shelves."
Hero: (grunting) "I bet they sell it to those Canthan people. Nicholas told me he once met a Canthan cook who was crazy about skale fins."
Rurik: (speechless) "..."
Hero: "Yeah, think about THAT next time you gobble up a red bean cake, mate."
