Three Men and a Closet/Plot Details

===Cutscenes===
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===Game Script===
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Three Men and a Closet (pt.1) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Grrr... Who in Altana's name does that vixen think she is!? I'll quit that company of herrrs, just watch me!
Kubhe Ijyuhla: And why can' those three idiots keep theirrr traps shut? Once one pops, they just can't stop, can they?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: If they'd just go back to holding each other's hands, I could concentrate on my work--not that I'm going to be working here much longerrr!
Bashraf: If you'd just calm down once in a while, maybe we could finally finish a mission without having to return to our home points after every other battle.
Bashraf: It was only because you went off ahead of us that we ended up ambushed by those beastmen.
Wahboud: Hey, don't look at me! If I hadn't taken the lead, we'd have been hiding behind those rocks waiting for Foudeel to make up his mind on whether we should lace our gaiters with single or double knots!
Foudeel: I was simply attempting to contrive a battle plan that even Bashraf could not foul up.
Bashraf: Hey! Don't try to put all the blame on me!
Foudeel: Look who's talking!
Kubhe Ijyuhla: <Sigh> Not one of them man enough to take rrresponsibility for their own blunders. I swear, they haven't changed a bit since their mercenarrry days.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Now with all this recent quarrelling, I'm usually the one that has to bail them out every time they bungle an assignment.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: And that's why I thouht Tehf was tugging my tail when she told me that the three had signed up to be volunteer soldiers.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Fighting for the Empire... Could they have finally recovered some of those beans that they spilled oh so long ago?
Bashraf: Foul up? I don't foul up anything!
Bashraf: Most of the time...
Tehf Kimasnahya: Excuse you!
Tehf Kimasnahya: Huh?
Tehf Kimasnahya: I... Uh... You didn't see anything!
Wahboud: Are you okay, Bash?
Bashraf: I think so.
Foudeel: Now where were we?
Bashraf: Huh? Oh, that. It was all my fault. I'm sorry guys. I'll try to do better next time.
Wahboud: What's got into you all of a sudden? If you've got something to say, say it.
Bashraf: No. I was just thinking that maybe I am the reason we always fail our missions. I'm not the greatest fighter, you know.
Bashraf: Maybe you could teach me, Wahboud.
Wahboud: Well, well. It looks like that fall finally knocked some sense into you. Come on, I know a good place in Wajaom we can practice.
Foudeel: Ah yes, I know the place of which you speak. Perhaps the lesser colibri will provide ample fodder for Bashraf's training.
Bashraf: Um, actually, I was hoping we could go alone.
Wahboud: What do you mean? I know Foudeel can be a bit annoying, but that's no reason to leave him out. you'll want to suck up a little of his brain after basking in my brawn, anyway.
Bashraf: I don't know if I can handle all that at once. I think I'd better just concentrate on one thing at a time. You understand, right?
Foudeel: You have made your point quite clear. We shall work on refining your mind at a later date.
Bashraf: Thanks.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Now that's odd. You three are usually like bluepeas in a pod.
Foudeel: I think not, fine lady. To the contrary, there are instances where the needs of the individual take precedence over those of the group.
Foudeel: Though, it would be an atrocity if one of those individuals were to become more skilled in the arts of combat than another. Might you spare some time and accompany me in polishing my fencing skills in the woodlands?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: As much as I'd like to say "yes," my heart, mind, and common sense advise otherwise. Sorry, Foud.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: But what about this hearty adventurer here? He/She obviously has a lot of free time on his/her hands to be out here listening to us.
Foudeel: Good day, adventurer. My name is Foudeel P. Fessenphepper III. There has never been a confrontation in which my tactical prowess could not provide my allies the upper hand.
Foudeel: If you wish to experience my grace and prowess firsthand, I shall be waiting immediately outside the secret passage leading into the Wajaom wilds.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Quite a show he's putting on, but the truth is that he just wants to keep an eye on his two buddies.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Sure, he's a pompous, crumpet-eating showoff, but there is a glimmer of good deep down there somewherrre. Why don't you go and play along, just this time? Thanks. I'll owe you one.
Three Men and a Closet - Wajaom Woodlands
Foudeel: I was wondering whether you would have the nerve to show up.
Foudeel: (It has been quite long since I last engaged the enemy with someone other than Bashraf or Wahboud.)
Foudeel: (Ever since our first assignment as mercenaries, where one has gone the others have followed--from the pubs where we drank our ales, to the inns where we rested our weary bones after a foray on a heathen camp.)
Foudeel: (Even Lady Naja made it a point to ensure we worked together.)
Foudeel: (Quite impressive...for a common adventurer. Though, he/she allows me no opportunity to exhibit my talents.)
Bashraf: Wow, Wahboud! That's the most amazing thing I've seen in my life! You're the greatest fighter ever!
Foudeel: (Could that be...Bashraf?)
Wahboud: You know, this is great and all, but don't you think we should call Foudeel?
Bashraf: But...
Wahboud: He can't be too busy, right?
Bashraf: But... We were having so much fun with just the two of us. We can make it if we try!
Foudeel: ("Just the two of us?")
Foudeel: I apologize, Player name. Our little banter in the bushes has left me quite fatigued. I feel I should take my leave now.
Wahboud: What are you talking about? You know the saying: Three's company, two's... two's... two's not! If we're not a company, then what are we, Bash?
Bashraf: I'm sorry... 
You're right, Wahboud...
Wahboud: You know I am! When have I ever been wrong? Now let's go back and find Foudeel!
Three Men and a Closet (pt.2) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Kubhe Ijyuhla: That was quick. How was the...training?
Foudeel: Uneventful.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Hey, I was just asking...
Wahboud: Foudeel! Why don't you join us? There are more than enough marids for everybody.
Foudeel: I believe I'll pass.
Wahboud: What's with you? 
Come on! Turn that frown upside down!
Foudeel: Perhaps another time.
Bashraf: Hey, Wahb, he says he doesn't want to come.
Wahboud: Whatever.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Did I miss something?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: So that's why Foudeel has his subligarrr in a jumble.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Well, I wouldn't worry too much. Knowing those three, they'll be back sipping chai before the sun sets.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Although, on the other hand, Foudeel can be a little stubborn at times...
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Hey, do you think you could go check up on him for me? I'll owe you one, okay?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: If he is rrreally as upset as I think he is, he'll probably be over at Shararat's drowning his sorrows.
Three Men and a Closet (pt.3) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Ratihb: Hello, sir/ma'am. May I interest you in today's special--pamama thundermelon chai a la mode?
Ratihb: You're looking for Foudeel? Oh, well, he's sitting over there.
Ratihb: Or should I say, loitering... He's usually such a good customer, but today the boy has just been standing there brooding over his distilled water.
Foudeel: Oh, it is you...
Foudeel: You may scurry back off to your adventures, now. I require none of your or Kubhe's shallow sentiment.
Foudeel: <Sigh> 
I cannot begin to fathom why Bashraf insists on spending time alone with Wahboud.
Foudeel: Wasn't it that milksop who always declared there was nothing that could tear the three of us apart? The three of us...
Foudeel: But what about me!?
Wahboud: Foudeel. 
I wanted to apologi--
Wahboud: Hey wait. This is that dude/chick who was hanging around with you a while back. What have you two been up to?
Foudeel: What does it matter...?
Wahboud: Why are you so distant lately? Are you trying to tell me this adventurer is more important to you than I am?
Foudeel: And what if he/she is? Must I receive permission from you regarding with whom I make my acquaintances?
Wahboud: !
Wahboud: Oh... I guess you don't... I'm sorry... I was...
Wahboud: I was just a little worried, but I guess you'll be fine on your own.
Wahboud: Be seeing you.
Foudeel: The nerve of that mindless brute... I wonder where he has left Bashraf.
Foudeel: If anything terrible were to befall him...
Three Men and a Closet (pt.4) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Tehf Kimasnahya: Spying? How darrre you accuse me of spying! Obserrrving is a much better way to put it.
Tehf Kimasnahya: I was minding my business, indulging myself in a pamama thundermelon chai a la mode, when I simply happened to hear my good frrriends Foudeel and Wahboud having a rather heated conversation at the next table.
Tehf Kimasnahya: You think there is something wrrrong with them?
Tehf Kimasnahya: I-I have no idea what you're talking a-about.
Tehf Kimasnahya: I removed the words "scheming," "conniving," and "hustling" from my vocabulary after my last rrrun-in with those three.
:I'm clean, I tell you!
::You do look awfully nice today. <----- Chose this option!
::Alright. I give up.
Tehf Kimasnahya: I do, don't I? Some women find it harrrd to keep up their looks, but for me, maintaining this pristine visage comes as natural as waking up in the morrrning.
Tehf Kimasnahya: I know, I know. There are thousands of girrrls out there with charm, and thousands more with faces to die for. But only once in a generation does there come along someone blessed with a perrrfect combination of both--an angel created in the image of the goddess herself.
Tehf Kimasnahya: <Sigh>... And I know that a woman with so much shouldn't have to lie about what she may or may not have done...
Tehf Kimasnahya: I'm sorry, Player name! 
It's all my fault! 
Do you rrremember the vial of luminous water you brought me before?
Tehf Kimasnahya: You know... The love potion.
Tehf Kimasnahya: I was going to have that old witch brew up some medicine to help me...um...iron out a few of the wrrrinkles in my otherwise flawless personality but it turned out that the whole thing was a hoax.
Tehf Kimasnahya: Now that I didn't need the water anymore, I was going to give it back to Ekhu.
Tehf Kimasnahya: But on my way, I kind of rrran into one of those thrrree creepy guys always hanging around Al Zhabi's Mithra...
Tehf Kimasnahya: ...and maybe spilled a little of the concoction on his jerrrkin.
Tehf Kimasnahya: The prrroblem here being that anyone sprinkled with the luminous water will fall in love with the first perrrson he sees...
Tehf Kimasnahya: ...which I'm guessing was either Foudeel or Wahboud.
Tehf Kimasnahya: Heh heh...?
Tehf Kimasnahya: Do I know how to rrremove the effects of the medicine?
Tehf Kimasnahya: Unfortunately, no. I even asked Ekhu, but she was as stumped as I (just not as beautiful).
Tehf Kimasnahya: A-anyway! The whole thing was an accident. You can't blame somebody for something they never intended to do, even if that something was causing a guy to fall for anotherrr's bone harness.
Bashraf: Where could he be...?
Bashraf: Maybe good ol' Kubhe will know.
:I'm clean, I tell you!
::You do look awfully nice today.
::Alright. I give up. <----- Chose this option!
Tehf Kimasnahya: Good! Now off with you. I'm a busy woman!
Three Men and a Closet (pt.5) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Bashraf: Kubhe! Kubhe! 
Have you seen Wahboud?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Can't say that I have. Did you check the market?
Bashraf: Yeah... Twice. 
Where could he have gone? I hope he isn't upset with me or anything...
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Now that you mention it, I haven't seen him for a while, either. Usually he's around here lifting weights or doing pushups when he's not with you or Foudeel.
Bashraf: It's like... It's like he's been avoiding me...
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (Upset...? Avoiding him...? What in Altana's name is going on here? Could it be that Bashraf... Naw, it couldn't be...could it?)
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (Now why is he trying to hide from him?)
Wahboud: What does that Foudeel think he's doing, having tea with some stray adventurer?
Wahboud: What's he/she got that I don't? Certainly not the muscles!
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (What the...? Don't tell me Wahboud has lost it as well!)
Wahboud: Foudeel!
Wahboud: Hey!
Foudeel: Bashraf. I have been combing the Empire for you.
Foudeel: There is something that has been gnawing at my inner soul.
Bashraf: Your inner what?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (Uh-oh... Here it comes...)
Foudeel: Something that I have wanted to tell you for the longest time...
Wahboud: But Foudeel...
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (Woah, this is getting good!)
Foudeel: And I have finally realized what it was.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (Out with it, loverboy!)
Foudeel: Bashraf... I...
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (Come on! More talking and less ellipsing!)
Bashraf: W-wait!
Bashraf: I can't let you do this.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: (Yes you can! Yes you can!)
Bashraf: You see, Foudeel, there's something that I've been dying to tell Wahboud...
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Wha--!?
Bashraf: Huh?
Foudeel: Well, spill it, chap! If you have something to say, then say it. Don't leave us in suspense.
Bashraf: Yeah... Um... I was going to say...
Foudeel: !
Bashraf: Ummm...
Foudeel: (This halfwit's brain has gone and shriveled up to the size of a rolanberry!)
Bashraf: Oh well, I'm sure I'll remember later.
Bashraf: So, Foudeel, what was it you were dying to tell me?
Foudeel: Eh? 
Why... It was... I...
Foudeel: That...that matter is no longer of any import.
Foudeel: Wahboud, did not you also have something you wished to say?
Wahboud: Me?
Wahboud: When did I say anything?
Wahboud: Wait a minute, what the heck are we doing here anyway?
Foudeel: Absolutely. Whose idea was it to convene in this filthy corner?
Bashraf: Convene? What are you guys talking about?
Wahboud: What am I talking about? I'm talking about you wanting to go out and train all of a sudden. This all started with you, Bashraf.
Bashraf: Me wanting to train has nothing to do with us "convening" here!
Kubhe Ijyuhla: I'm lost. One minute they'rrre about to step out of the proverbial wardrobe, and the next they're back to fighting like nothing happened.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Love potion!?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: So I wasn't just imagining things!
Kubhe Ijyuhla: I guess it wore off at just the rrright time, though. I don't even want to think of what might have happened if it hadn't! Okay, maybe I'll think about it a little... Heh heh heh...
Kubhe Ijyuhla: But wait a minute... Didn't Tehf say that she only spilled the waterrr on Bashraf?
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Then why would Foudeel and Washoud act as if they had--
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Maybe the water splashed on all three... They werrre standing fairly close to each other.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Yes! I think we've finally solved the mysterrry! 
(But wait... Why were they standing so close to each other in the first place...?)
Kubhe Ijyuhla: Anyway, I'm sorry you had to get involved in all that.
Kubhe Ijyuhla: I said I'd owe you one. Here, take this and let's just call it even, okay?