Jaheira/Quotes

Jaheira's quotes presents a list of lines, spoken by Jaheira, and conversations between her and other party members, together with associated sound files.
==Baldur's Gate==
===Jaheira and Xzar===
	"You are amusing, in a 'what the hell is wrong with you' kind of way."	
	"I'll not be mocked, thou most slanderous harlot!" 	
	"Keep your distance! I doubt your motives are as you claim."	
	"Oh, speak no more lest ye gorge my sweet tooth!" 	
===Comments===
	How long must we wait here? Things stir to the south as we sit! 	Initial meeting
	Better to fight this battle when 'tis winnable! 	Morale failure
	Perhaps this group needs not quite as much help as I thought. 	Happy
	I don't like the way this group is turning out. Better leadership might help. 	Unhappy-annoyed
	Decide you well your next move! I'll not allow this to continue! 	Unhappy-serious
	You have shown your true nature, and we are henceforth enemies! 	Unhappy-break
	You couldn't have made a better choice. 	Leader
	I've just about seen enough waking hours, slave-driver. 	Tired
	Shouldn't we be doing something USEFUL with this time?! 	Bored
	For the fallen! 	Battlecry1
	 	Damage
	I fear I need healing... lest I not survive. 	Hurt
	 	Dying
	Tread lightly. You must show respect in nature's house. 	Forest
	This city is a blight on the landscape. Better to have let the land grow wild. 	City
	An open wound in Mother Earth. I would plug it, had I the power. 	Dungeon
	Darkness falls, and nature sleeps. Why do we still tromp about?! 	Night
	Nature's servant awaits. 	Select1
	Yes, oh omnipresent authority figure? 	Select2
	You've a task? 	Select3
	For the group. 	Action1
	As you direct. 	Action2
	
'Tis good as done. 	Action3
	Ah, what now? Need your pantaloons pressed?! 	Action4
	By your command. 	Action5
	This would be a good place for a henge! 	Action6
	If a tree falls in the forest... I'll kill the bastard what done it! 	Action7
	Khalid, my dear, 'twould take a sailor to untie that tongue. 	Interaction1
	Insufferable? 	
Interaction2
	Beautiful? 	
Interaction3
	Do you claim to fight evil while you are diabolic yourself? 	
Interaction4
	I know not your goals, but you are nearly Zhentish in spirit. Ooh, 'tis disgusting. 	
Interaction5
	Seldom do I find so little fault with someone. I hope it lasts. 	Compliment1
	No sorrow for those lost in righteous battles. 	To death-general
	Blast it, Khalid! You die, and I—I swear you'll never hear the end of it! 	To death-Khalid
	You demonstrate your own pettiness. It saves me the trouble, so I take no offense. 	To insult1
	Ah-ah, careful. Ground tongue makes excellent fertilizer, especially with what you're spewing. 	
To insult2
	Is grass not made of blades? Do stars not shoot? Nature be well armed, and demands so of her servants!	To insult3
==Shadows of Amn==
===Dialogues===
====With Aerie====
:Aerie: This... this light makes your hair look really pretty, Jaheira.
:Jaheira: Don't be a fool, it does nothing of the sort.
:Aerie: But—
:Jaheira: Put your silly romantic notions aside, Aerie. This isn't some childish fantasy, nor some grand adventure. Any one of us could die out here at any moment.
:Aerie: But we can go to the priests and—and they raise us from the dead again, as good as new, can't we?
:Jaheira: Sometimes they don't come back! Sometimes some people, no matter how much you love them and no matter what you try to do, get... they get taken away. 
:You're young, Aerie... You'll figure it out soon enough.
If Aerie has less than 10 HP remaining :
:Jaheira: You musn't let yourself get so wounded, Aerie. I won't always be around to bandage you, you know.
:Aerie: I'm a healer too, Jaheira.
:Jaheira: And what good are your spells now? You should be more frugal and not cast them all at once.
:Aerie: Y-yes, ma'am.
:Jaheira: And don't stutter; it doesn't become you.
If Aerie has less than 10 HP remaining :
:Jaheira: I see you are hurt, child. I will carry what extra I can if it will lighten your load.
:Aerie: I am not weak, Jaheira, and you were as likely to be hurt as I!
:Jaheira: I have more experience in battle, Aerie. Any wound I received might have killed you comparatively.
:Aerie: So you say, but I shall not learn avoidance of such by cowering behind you.
====With Anomen====
:Anomen: Lady Jaheira, it seems quite strange to me that a woman of clearly noble past would choose the life of an adventurer. What has brought you to this dangerous path?
:Jaheira: It is a path of conscience. Some druids choose a contemplative lifestyle, but I sought a more active role in the furthering of nature's cause. And you? Did you become a priest of Helm only for honor and glory?
:Anomen: Of course not. The righteous path ever beckons. It is merely a dividend of the Order that a member can make a place for himself in this difficult world.
:Jaheira: I see. What place you choose to make for yourself remains to be seen.
:Anomen: It does, but I assure you that you will not be disappointed.
:Jaheira: You wear the scars of battle with pride, Anomen, like one who truly believes his cause.
:Anomen: I must. It is what pushes me forward. Doubt is the enemy.
:Jaheira: Those that never question do not see the whole of the issue.
:Anomen: The whole issue is not important. There is only the here and now, and what can be done within.
:Jaheira: Your world is small, if focused. The more impressive picture is always larger than you can see.
====With Cernd====
:Jaheira: You seem restless, Cernd. Is there something I can do for you? It is my duty to see you comfortable.
:Cernd: Jaheira, I see you as an equal in this group. Save such reverence for official druid functions.
:Jaheira: As you would have it, though you still look out of sorts.
:Cernd: I prefer this calm, but I wonder if a storm is looming. I have watched the cycle of the hunt in nature, but never thought I would be the hunter, or the hunted.
:Jaheira: But you have served nature for years more than I. Have you not fought for her?
:Cernd: Certainly I have, and passionately too, but now we go far afield. Ahh, pay me no mind. I will grow accustomed to being out of my element.
====With Dorn====
:Jaheira: This has gone on too long, <CHARNAME>. I can stand no more.
:1. Player: You have a problem, Jaheira?
:2. Player: I'd probably agree if I had any idea what you were talking about.
:3. Player: I'm sorry to hear that. Though not, I suspect, as sorry as I'll be to find out what you can no longer stand.
:Jaheira: (same reply to all) This blackguard is an affront to the natural order. He is an aberration, spreading evil and chaos, and I'll tolerate it no longer.
:Dorn: An aberration? You do me a disservice, druid.
:Jaheira: I hardly think that is possible.
:Dorn: But it is. Am I not a part of nature?
:Jaheira: There is nothing natural in you, half-orc.
:Dorn: I seek to better myself. To make myself stronger that I may survive and thrive. There is nothing more natural than that.
:Jaheira: You are a poison. Even your words are toxic.
:Dorn: They may not be to your taste, druid—but they are nevertheless true. If you've a problem with how I live my life—deal with it.
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Dorn: You have fire. I respect that. But I warn you, druid: Attempt to poison me again and you will not see the next sunrise.
:Jaheira: What nonsense are you babbling?
:Dorn: This concoction. You neglected to account for my orc blood. Next time, try something more potent.
:Jaheira: Do not be ridiculous. I am a druid, not an assassin.
:Dorn: Then how do you explain this vile brew?
:Jaheira: It is a mixture of myrtle and willow—
:Dorn: IT IS POISON.
:Jaheira: Drink it, Il-Khan. Or next time I will leave your wounds untended.
====With Edwin====
:Edwin: Tell me, Jaheira, how does it feel to have significant ties to a ruthless secret society whose stranglehold over its members' conduct borders on indentured slavery?
:Jaheira: Edwin, an oak staff can cave a skull from only inches away. And none would mourn your passing. 
:Edwin: Overflowing with agendas and cloaked in conspiracy. The Harper corridors clot with the blood of those who dared raise opposition to their oppressive regime.
:But I will speak no more, out of respect for your... what was it again? Ah yes, your little stick. 
When in a forest :
:Jaheira: Stand away from me, Edwin! It would be unfortunate if you were to disappear under a rock somewhere. Though that might be more akin to your natural state.
:Edwin: Aye, you can mock me whilst we are in the very heart of your domain, druid, but do not push me very far. Even here, I am more than capable of ending your life.
:Jaheira: Perhaps, though I doubt you would find the trip back to the cities a peaceful one. 
:Edwin: Without your nagging, it would be as the sleep of ages.
If Edwin has been turned into a woman as part of his quest :
:Jaheira: What is the matter, Edwin? You look as though you chafe within your very skin. Oh, wait. That is because you ARE chafing within your very skin. Hm! How thoughtless of me to remind you.
:Edwin: I will not suffer your taunts, woman! You know well I despise this form!
:Jaheira: That I do, pretty, pretty Edwin. That I do.
If Edwin has been turned into a woman as part of his quest :
:Jaheira: There is harmony in nature, and all things are balanced in the end. Perhaps, Edwin, you are now as you should be.
:Edwin: And you would suggest this based upon what?! As a CONSTANTLY pontificating servant of nature, you must know my transformation was unnatural!
:Jaheira: Perhaps, though you never did strike me as particularly manly. Perhaps nature has just been slow in this regard. 
:Edwin: I see. So, by your logic, you shall be suddenly changing into a large male wildebeest any day now? Or have I misunderstood?
:Save your amateurish insults for one who will be offended. Your opinion means nothing to me.
====With Haer'Dalis====
:Haer'Dalis: Why do you stare at me so, Jaheira? Have I offended you? My manner is oft grim, but I did not think you so sensitive to it.
:Jaheira: No, no, I find your wit a treat, especially when it is unleashed upon the hapless that did not see it laying in wait.
:Haer'Dalis: Then why the glances as my head turns away?
:Jaheira: Forgive me the curiosity, but you are quite alien to me. You are not of this place and do not fit into the natural order, at least not by design.
:Haer'Dalis: Ahh, then you are wary and are intent on keeping me under guard?
:Jaheira: Not so much, but I am interested to see where your niche finds itself. I am wondering what you will balance, for all things have their counterpart.
:Haer'Dalis: I see. Perhaps I straddle the fence, providing my own balance. Perhaps I drop things on either side as whim dost take me.
:Jaheira: Or perhaps you enjoy the discord of chaos because you have not found that niche yet. We shall see.
When in Waukeen's Promenade or Trademeet :
:Haer'Dalis: Ah, my hound, this city be the great world of commerce! Perhaps we can sell Jaheira?
:Jaheira: *groan* Cut your wit, bard. The day has been long already without adding hours to it.
:Haer'Dalis: Cut my wit? Why, certainly, if I could only use your nose's razor edge to perform the task.
:Jaheira: Aye, it seems I've sharpened it upon the grindstone of your heart.
:Haer'Dalis: Well, my frumpy ptarmigan, I must protest—
:Jaheira: "Methinks thou dost protest too much." Aye, I can quote the poets too. If you must protest, I respond only to hunger strikes and, even then, too late.
:Haer'Dalis: Oh, <CHARNAME>, raven of sympathy! Yon woman is stifling my creativity and stealing thunder from my wit! I swear I cannot work amidst the lashings of her tongue!
====With Hexxat====
:Jaheira: You should know that I neither trust nor like you, Hexxat.
:Hexxat: I'd have been happier simply suspecting as much.
:Jaheira: <CHARNAME> seems to like you well enough, and I have great respect for <HIM/HER>.
:Hexxat: As do I.
:Jaheira: I know you did not seek to become what you are. I will try to look past it as best I can.
:Hexxat: Thank you, Jaheira. I shall try to prove myself worthy of your respect.
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Jaheira: I must admit you have surprised me, vampire.
:Hexxat: Oh?
:Jaheira: I expected you to betray us at the earliest opportunity. Yet you still remain by <CHARNAME>'s side.
:Hexxat: I would feel the same in your position.
:Jaheira: I would still slay you, given the opportunity.
:Hexxat: I'll be sure to bear that in mind.
:Jaheira: But for now... I am willing to accept your place in the party.
:Hexxat: That means a lot to me, Jaheira. Sincerely. Thank you.
====With Imoen====
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Jaheira: A moment, Imoen, if you don't mind?
:Imoen: I suppose, Jaheira. What is it you want?
:Jaheira: Well, that is just it, isn't it? You have been so formal to me, so distant. Is there something wrong?
:Imoen: I don't... I'm not... Well, actually, I have been a little nervous around you because of... well...
:Jaheira: Because of my association with the Harpers? I thought so. <CHARNAME> has suffered at the hands of many groups because of <HIS/HER> lineage, and now that you share it...
:Imoen: I don't mean to be a stranger, but... people will see me differently now. I just know.
:Jaheira: Let them see you however they wish. What can you do but just be yourself? I know these are only words, but... you will be fine.
:Imoen: I know. Thanks though.
====With Jan====
When in a forest :
:Jaheira: You look quite interested in the local flora, Jan. 
:Jan: Oh, yes indeed! It reminds me of my cousin, Tyllie Fleetknees, and the garden she had at the foot of a dryad tree in the Forest of Wyrms. I tell you, she went up expecting well-aerated soil, and did she get a surprise! Oh, yes indeed! Why, I remember it like it was burned into my memory with a flaming stick, which was very close to the truth, actually...
:Jaheira: Jan.
:Jan: Er... yes?
:Jaheira: Not now.
:Jan: Ahh... of course.
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Jan: You know, Jaheira, in all our travels, your smile has eluded me.
:Jaheira: Oh, come now. Certainly I reserve my emotions for matters of great import, but...
:Jan: That is the thing. Perhaps I have moved you on occasion, but any fleeting glimmer of a smile is gone before it properly lights the room.
:Jaheira: Well, have you a relative that might remedy the situation?
:Jan: Eh, perhaps illustrating the horror of unappreciated storytelling? Well... I had an Uncle Richard that tried to bring nude theater to a festival in Waterdeep...
:Exposure is usually good for an actor's career, but even so, a cold reception for the play caused the cast to shrink steadily. Blackballed, my uncle tried to recruit from the thieves' guild, but they wouldn't let their nick-ers go.
:"Just bare with me," he would say, but they were afraid of being stripped of their dignity. He gave up the lead to attract new members, and eventually the production's genius was uncovered, even with his part left out.
:Jaheira: Ah...
:Jan: Verdict?
:Jaheira: Not... one of your best. *snicker*
:Jan: They can't all take the brass ring.
:Jaheira: Keep trying?
:Jan: I will if you will, my dear.
====With Keldorn====
If Jaheira has less than 15% HP :
:Jaheira: Mm. My injuries mount, and I will need treatment soon. But it is all worth it, for our battles have dispatched many ne'er-do-wells to the nether planes. No quarter ever given or deserved, right, Paladin Keldorn?
:Keldorn: Am I to judge by your tone that you are sympathetic to our enemies?
:Jaheira: Not in the least, although I do entertain the thought that they might not all be irredeemable.
:Keldorn: In theory, perhaps, though I see no hesitation on your part while in battle either. Do you claim to chastise me while doing the same yourself?
:Jaheira: Not within battle, no, but I gather your black-and-white views extend well beyond that. There is gray as well.
:Keldorn: Gray? Gray is not a color; it is the blurring of another. Gray is indecision, and I have no time for it.
When in the Galvarey Estate :
:Keldorn: So this is home to your mysterious Harpers, is it?
:Jaheira: Less and less mysterious with every day of your scrutiny, Lord Keldorn. Had I my choice, I would rather none but me were here at all.
:Keldorn: Then I thank the gods you do not have your choice more often. Your opinions run often towards the brash, my dear.
:Jaheira: I am Harper, Keldorn, I am discreet when I wish. I just find other methods to be... more effective. Now, may I suggest you keep your next thoughts to yourself?
:Keldorn: Ah... yes... aye, m'lady.
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Jaheira: Keldorn? You look pensive. Are you well?
:Keldorn: I am well enough, Jaheira, though our circumstance gives me reason to pause.
:Jaheira: Hmm. I have been thinking as well. It is hard to draw a line in the sand and say, "This side represents balance; this other side does not."
:Keldorn: Balance? Would that balance were the worst of our worries.
:Jaheira: Ah. Having trouble with the black and white aspects?
:Keldorn: That would be an understatement. I am quite certain of what evil lies ahead, but I am finding problems with identifying the "good" path around it.
:Jaheira: I'm not sure what to say. We do what we can when the opportunity presents itself.
:Keldorn: That would be all that can be asked. Torm guide us; we need his wisdom.
====With Korgan====
:Korgan: That's a fine wooden staff you've there, woman. Tell me, ye crack acorns with it? Or call some rarebit friends to frolic with ye? 
:Jaheira: Nature's servant makes no judgment on the woodlands. Your tone betrays you, Korgan. 
:Korgan: Perhaps ye could summon a horde of squirrels to take the day, or make a lovely leaf stew? Make sure ye and yer twig be of some use, though that use be lost on me.
:Jaheira: A great many things are lost to you, I would think.
:Korgan: Yer eyes wander all over me back while I battle. Do I meet yer approval? I hope not; I find yer nuts and berries approach quite feeble.
:Jaheira: What does it matter what I would think of you, if at all? You could scarcely care less.
:Korgan: Aye, that is true enough, but I'll not have ye at me back and thinking me ill. I'd sooner gut ye here and now, and let yer bile fertilize yer precious plants.
:Jaheira: Ahh, you have quite the way of inspiring comrades. Certainly such an act would let you sleep soundly at night. Your "friends" will... watch over you intently. 
:Korgan: Ehh, such a sleep be akin to death, maybe even become it. So walk on, wench o' the wood, but do so ahead o' me!
====With Mazzy====
:Jaheira: Oh, omnipresent authority figure, what are your commands now?
:Mazzy: Jaheira, there is a level of sarcasm in your tone that is perhaps unnecessary. We have a leader that honestly tries to anticipate our needs...
::1. Player: Heed Mazzy well, Jaheira.
::Mazzy: As I was saying, <HE/SHE> has enough trouble keeping this ragtag group together. Perhaps it would be better to be more constructive, and less...
::Jaheira: Bitchy?
::Mazzy: If that is how you wish to put it, yes. 
::Jaheira: Worry not for the feelings of <CHARNAME>, small one, as <HE/SHE> and I go far back and have an understanding of sorts.
::Mazzy: As you will. It was only a humble suggestion. I've no wish to intrude upon your relationship with <CHARNAME>. 
::2. Player: "Tries," Mazzy?
::Mazzy: Excuse me. <CHARNAME> IS a good leader, and it is difficult enough to keep the group together. Perhaps you could be more constructive, and less...
::Jaheira: Bitchy? (...)
If Jaheira has less than 15% HP :
:Jaheira: My injuries sting, but I think it is mostly my pride that hurts. But we did well enough in our last battle, did we not? I'll wager we may outlive the season if we are careful.
:Mazzy: That we might, though this was surely but a small scuffle. Our battles will loom larger as we garner more enemies.
:Jaheira: You do not seem worried at this prospect.
:Mazzy: Our virtue will guide the way. We shall not falter.
====With Minsc====
When in a forest :
:Minsc: Oh! Squirrels, Boo! I know I saw them! Quick, throw nuts!
:Jaheira: Minsc, could you please maintain a little grace while in nature's presence? Sometimes I simply do not know how you came by your title of ranger.
:Minsc: Do you wish me dour and sour like most others? No, I say not. The animals run and play without care, and I would too... if such a thing would not squish Boo flat. 
:Jaheira: But your duties are serious things, Minsc. Do you realize that?
:Minsc: I am very serious! Boo would not let me shirk my duties! I would not want to shirk anything! No, ma'am, no shirking!
:Jaheira: Admirable, Minsc, but you use that word like you don't know what it means.
:Minsc: Eh, well... no... but it sounds sharp and painful, and I always reserve such things for freaks that might steal those squirrels' nuts!
:Jaheira: Good job, Minsc. You keep it up.
====With Nalia====
If Nalia has less than 10% HP :
:Jaheira: You are quite unused to the pain of battle, are you not? I can see it in your face.
:Nalia: It shows, does it? I hoped I would be of some help to those less fortunate, but I seem to be quite prone to bruising.
:Jaheira: You will learn many harsh realities out here, but you will also learn to deal with them. Or you may die. One or the other. 
:Nalia: Thanks for your support... I think.
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Jaheira: Well, little Nalia, it would seem you have grown quite accustomed to the power you now wield.
:Nalia: Why do you bring this up now, Jaheira? You have that tone in your voice again.
:Jaheira: "That" tone? I do not understand what you mean.
:Nalia: Yes, you do. It's that "time for an unnecessary lecture" tone that means you are about to caution me on the use of the power I have earned.
:Jaheira: I see. And what do you think the outcome of such a conversation would be?
:Nalia: Well, I believe that I would tell you I have found my true calling, that you should probably butt out, and that I would really prefer you to refrain from calling me "little Nalia."
:Jaheira: Determined to do good works no matter what the world thinks, is that the gist of it?
:Nalia: Yes, that would be the gist of it.
:Jaheira: Then I agree that the lecture would be unnecessary. I need say nothing.
:Nalia: You... what? Thank you, Jaheira.
====With Neera====
:Jaheira: I am curious, Neera. What does a wild surge feel like?
:Neera: It depends. I never know what to expect. The surges are all different from each other. How does it feel when you cast spells?
:Jaheira: Not the same, I am sure. I may feel wrath if the nature of my spell is violent, or calm if it is for healing. Beneath it all, I feel a oneness with nature that never changes.
:Neera: Maybe it's not so different after all.
:Jaheira: Why? You have this sense of oneness when you use magic?
:Neera: Sort of. My mind becomes part of... something. What, I don't know—I don't think it's nature. The Weave, I guess? Or maybe chaos? But yeah, it's kind of like "oneness," except it seems more like I'm looking at it through a window. When my magic is working properly, anyway.
:Jaheira: And when it's not?
:Neera: A wild surge is like that window shattering into a million pieces of glass.
:Jaheira: That sounds... unsafe.
:Neera: I don't mind. If you've been indoors a long time, sometimes you like the feel of a cold gust of wind.
:Jaheira: We are not talking about wind and windows. We are talking about power and your mind. Be careful of that glass.
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Neera: Ohmigosh. Oh, Jaheira, I am so, so sorry!
:Jaheira: What have you to apologize for?
:Neera: A lot of things, actually, like the time I lit your hair on fire or the time I elbowed you in the stomach trying to get out of your way or—
:Jaheira: What have you to apologize for NOW?
:Neera: I just realized—I never said I was sorry about Khalid.
:Jaheira: Thank you, Neera. I appreciate that.
:Neera: I liked Khalid; he was nice. He made me soup once, when we were in Bridgefort.
:Come to think of it, it was REALLY GOOD soup. You wouldn't happen to know the recipe, would you?
:Er. Never mind. Not the time.
====With Rasaad====
:Rasaad: Are you all right, Jaheira?
:Jaheira: Why do you ask?
:Rasaad: You generally seem—at peace. But for a moment there, your expression darkened.
:Jaheira: I am fine, Rasaad. I was just thinking...
:Rasaad: <CHARNAME> has told me that's the worst thing I can do. I expect <HE/SHE>'s joking. I think. I hope.
:What were you thinking of?
:Jaheira: My husband, Khalid.
:Rasaad: Ah. I am sorry. I shall leave you to your reflections.
:Jaheira: No, don't. I could use the company.
:Rasaad: I'm sorry to say I didn't know Khalid well.
:Jaheira: Few did. 
:Rasaad: Tell me about him.
:Jaheira: He could be... difficult. But he was a good man. A strong man.
::1. Player: He is missed.
::Jaheira: Dearly missed.
::Player: I remember when you were separated at Bridgefort. I don't think I've ever seen you so upset.
::Jaheira: That was a... trying time. And we weren't to have much time after it.
::Rasaad: I know it is difficult, but try not to focus on what you have lost, Jaheira. Instead, treasure the time you had together. It was a gift from the gods.
::Jaheira: I try, Rasaad. I try every day.
::2. Player: He loved you dearly, Jaheira.
::Jaheira: And I, him.
::Player: I remember when you were separated at Bridgefort (...)
::3. Player: A dead man.
::Imoen: (if present in party) Oh, <CHARNAME>. NO.
::Korgan: (if present in party) Ye're a cold one, <CHARNAME>, there's no doubtin' it.
::Jaheira: Is that how Gorion raised you, <CHARNAME>? I think he would be ashamed to see what you have become.
::Rasaad: Forgive me, Jaheira. I did not mean to cause you discomfort.
::Jaheira: Nor have you. <CHARNAME>'s the one who reopened the wound.
::Rasaad: I know it is difficult (...)
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Jaheira: You have crow's feet, Rasaad.
:Rasaad: Crow's feet?
:Jaheira: Wrinkles at the edge of your eyes. Usually caused by frowning.
:Rasaad: Ah. Well, I have much to frown about.
:Jaheira: You have, it is true. You've grown much over the last year.
:Rasaad: We all have.
:Jaheira: None more so than you, I suspect.
====With Sarevok====
If Sarevok is still evil :
:Sarevok: What is that I smell? A burning rage? Hatred barely controlled? Jaheira, your eyes threaten to cut out my heart as I stand. 
:Jaheira: Walk where you will. My fight with you is over.
:Sarevok: Is it? I had hoped my last bid for power would have had a more enduring impact. The memories of the victims are all that remain of it.
:Jaheira: You are nothing to me. You are a phantom, a shadow of an evil already faded. I will remember your defeat and nothing more.
:Sarevok: My... defeat. Of course, I understand. I am nothing because if I AM something, then you failed, didn't you? You worry that the avenged will not sleep if their tormentor has returned.
:Jaheira: Your existence is an insult to Gorion and every life you took, so I deny you, just as nature's grand cycle has denied you and spat you back upon the surface.
:Sarevok: Harsh words, nature's warrior. You cut to my soul raising questions of who or what I am, and I have no answer... But I can *live* with that.
:Jaheira: You *exist*; you do not *live*. You will miss the Great Mother's embrace in time. You are nothing.
====With Valygar====
:Jaheira: You scan the horizon as a hawk, Valygar. Though with such an unnatural threat in your past, I cannot say I blame you.
:Valygar: Unnatural, yes. I struggle to understand the differences in magic that have been presented to me. How do you feel about it, Jaheira? Are they not all cut of the same vile shroud?
:Jaheira: Magic takes many forms, and only some dare circumvent the cycle of death. It is a power that draws from all things and need not be feared for simply being.
:Valygar: I suppose not, though there is ample to fear in those that wield it.
Throne of Bhaal only :
:Jaheira: I find it surprising we have so little to say to one another, Valygar.
:Valygar: I have little to say to anyone, usually, and that is by my design.
:Jaheira: I understand. Still, we share much as druid and ranger.
:Valygar: Yes, we share misconceptions and stereotypes. You know as well as I that our outlooks differ fundamentally.
:Jaheira: Perhaps. As a druid, any encroachment of civilization on the wild places is a loss to be mourned.
:Valygar: I have seen communities destroyed because they did not fit the "balance" of a marsh or woodland.
:Jaheira: Destroyed?
:Valygar: "Encouraged" to relocate, but these are just different words for the same thing.
:Jaheira: I'm sure it was a dire circumstance.
:Valygar: Someone thought it was. Responsible use was apparently not an option. I bear you no ill will, Jaheira, but druidic "big-picture balance" can spawn very intimate hardships.
:Jaheira: Well, we shall have to agree to disagree.
:Valygar: As you see fit.
====With Viconia====
:Viconia: Tell me, Harper, who was who with your parentage? Father the darthiir, mother the rivvil? Or father human, mother elven? It's always confusing with crossbred mongrels.
:Jaheira: Two people in love, swine. A rain not likely to soak your parade of scabbed obscenity anytime soon.
When in a forest :
:Jaheira: Avert your eyes, dark elf! I'll not have you taint the beauty of the wood with your poison gaze.
:Viconia: Would you deny me even the sight of the trees, Jaheira? I can appreciate the strength of the oaks even though I would never live amongst them.
:Jaheira: I am not to be swayed by your words, creature. I know too much of you and your kind. 
:Viconia: Ooo, such delicious fire, though better it was turned on an enemy. I would be your ally, Jaheira; your strength might even bring you respect among my kind. 
:Jaheira: Lies. Such respect would grant me naught but a bigger tombstone, or a nameless grave in a slightly nicer tunnel.
:Viconia: Granted, you might not live to make that favorable impression, but I still say it is so. Take that as you will.
====With Yoshimo====
:Jaheira: You need not turn your eyes to me each time I drop my head, Yoshimo. I am well and fine.
:Yoshimo: If that is so, then I am glad. I am eager to please if you should want for anything.
:Jaheira: I am sure, but I will keep my thoughts to myself in this case.
:Yoshimo: Ahh, memories of the fallen are the sweetest, are they not? I will intrude no more.
:Jaheira: Er, yes, whatever you wish. 
	Quickly! We must get out of here before whoever did this returns. I swear, traveling with you is never dull.
	Kha... Khalid?
	Khalid... No! This... this is an illusion... a dream... a bad dream...
	Sil... Silvanus guide the light... to the source. Take this man to what he justly deserves. By... nature's will, what was given is returned; what was turmoil is now... is now peace.
	Khalid? Silvanus let him hear my vow... If I must, I shall empty this entire city of all within to find his killer... So do I swear.
	Ooohhh... mm! I did not find resting at all comfortable last eve. I... *cough*... I just couldn't bring my eyes to close. My head pounds as thunder behind my temples.
	My very bones ache today. It is as though I age on the inside. Ohh, this cannot go on for long.
	I feel... weak, but better. I... *cough* *cough*... I thank you for helping me through this. You have earned my gratitude and... ehh... and I should really get a full day of rest.
	You have saved me, and I am in your debt once more. I am... I am glad you risked so much to come for me.
	There you are! I—I missed you while I was gone. I—I mean... well, I am glad to see you. I must tell you, however, that we must go to the Harper Hold in Athkatla.
===Comments===
	I will not fall here! 	Morale failure
	Our actions are good, and will serve the greater balance. 	Happy
	I hope this is not a sign of things to come. We must strive to maintain balance. 	Unhappy-annoyed
	This is no longer a matter that can be brushed aside! Change your ways or we shall be at odds! 	Unhappy-serious
	I... I cannot believe the change in this group! For the greater balance, I... I must oppose you!	Unhappy-break
	As I have said before, you could not have made a better choice. 	Leader
	Rest would be welcome lest we endanger ourselves. 	Tired
	It is strange that we stand about when there is so much to do. 	Bored
	For the fallen! 	Battlecry1
	Fall, creature! And feed the earth! 	Battlecry2
	Nature take the life she gave! 	Battlecry3
	 	Damage
	I will require healing if I am to be of use to the group. 	Hurt
	 	Dying
	I am at peace in the outdoor places, though it never seems to last. 	Forest
	I have no patience for cities. Our stay had best be a short one. 	City
	Nature could find a home here if it were properly cleansed and balanced. 	Dungeon
	I welcome each day we see. Some are not so lucky. 	Day
	Nature has many children that call the darkness home. I am not one of them. 	Night
	Nature's servant awaits. 	Select1
	I await your need. 	Select2
	Yes? 	Select3
	I am ready. 	Select4
	It is about time. 	
Select5
	Speak your mind. 	
Select6
	It is done. 	Action1
	I am willing. 	Action2
	I go. 	Action3
	As I would have done. 	Action4
	If it will help. 	Action5
	I thought as much. 	Action6
	As you would have it. 	Action7
	You require nothing more? 	Select rare1
	If you think it is wise to do so. So much comes back to haunt us. 	
Select rare2
	With vengeance! 	Critical hit
	Ugh! 	Critical miss
	Weapon has no effect! 	Target immune
	I have too much in my pack as it is. You'll have to pick that up off the ground. 	Inventory full
	My concentration is undone. My spell has failed! 	Spell disrupted
==Throne of Bhaal==
===Dialogues===
	It is... good to see you again. After we parted ways last, I had the strange feeling that you had... but no. You are alive and well, I see. Obviously, I was mistaken.
	So. It seems we have finally reached the end of your quest. What comes next... could change you forever and dictate your... our future.
	It seems my promise to Gorion is at last at an end. It will be... difficult to watch you move on to a higher state of being, if that is where you choose to go. But you hardly need my guidance any longer.
	So this is it. I... wish you well. Maybe... maybe someday... oh, well... I doubt this is the last we've heard of you...
	Wh... what?
	Yes... *ahem*... I—I suppose we shall see.
==Siege of Dragonspear==
===With Corwin===
:Jaheira:I could not live as you live, Captain Corwin. Always in the city, away from the green... Such a life would be unbearable.
:Corwin:Rohma makes it bearable. Trees and grass are fine, but she's what I really have trouble being away from.
:Jaheira:It was not always easy for Khalid and I to maintain our bond while we traveled, but we found our ways.
::(if present in party:)
::Khalid: In-indeed. Though often s-separated, we always felt cl-close.
:Corwin:I hope Rohma knows my heart is always with her. But she's still a child. I worry.
===With Minsc===
:Minsc: Friend Jaheira, in your travels, you have seen strange and wonderful creatures, yes?
:Jaheira: Many, yes.
:Minsc: Good, good. That is good. And in your journeys, have you perhaps encountered a giant miniature space hamster other than Boo? A FEMALE giant miniature space hamster?
:Jaheira: I think we have more important things to do than this, don't you?
:Minsc: Are you sure? Boo is restless.
===With Dynaheir===
:Jaheira: It is good to once again travel with a woman who understands the trials of a life of adventure.
:Dynaheir:' 'Tis no easy life for thee or me, that is true. Danger awaits at every turn. There shall be no quiet home life for us, at least not for some time to come.
:Jaheira: I meant that you understand what it is to look after a man on the road.
:Dynaheir: Ah, yes, thou hast the truth of it. Without us to act as guide and mother and taskmistress all in one...
:Jaheira: The poor dears would stand no chance.
===With Rasaad===
:Rasaad: Forgive me, Jaheira, but I do not understand. I thought you a champion of goodness. You say you are not?
:Jaheira: There is no good in nature, nor evil, either. The wolf devours the rabbit. Is this good or evil, do you think?
:Rasaad: Well... neither, I suppose.
:Jaheira: You monks sit in libraries, perusing musty tomes about good and evil. I do not make such distinctions. My world - the natural world - simply is.
::(if present in party:)
::Edwin: Of course the druid disparages libraries. Only the refined can truly appreciate those cradles of knowledge and wells of arcane power. 
:Rasaad: An... interesting perspective. I shall have to think upon it.
:Jaheira: Perhaps you could find a book to help clear the matter up.
:Rasaad: An excellent idea. Have you any suggest... oh. You are teasing me now, yes?
:Jaheira: There may be hope for you yet, Rasaad.
===With Safana===
:Safana: Nature? Who needs it? Burrs in your hair, spiders in the soup. Sleeping on rocks. Not a bathhouse in sight.
:Jaheira: Your eyes are open, but you see nothing. Witness the glowing colors of a sunrise.
:Safana: Your loss.
===With Viconia===
:Jaheira: It's little wonder the drow are so evil and twisted. To never see the sun or breathe fresh air... it is not a healthy way to live.
:Viconia: You only say so because the sun does not burn you, darthiir.
:Jaheira: You have walked beside me in the light before. The sun hurts you no more than it does any other.
:Viconia: Had you lived in the cool and quiet dark of Menzoberranzan before ascending to the surface world's blinding light, you might think differently.
:Jaheira: I suppose I should have expected no better from a disciple of the Nightsinger.
:Viconia: And I nothing better from a waela o'dad.
===With Edwin===
:Edwin: You are not unattractive, Jaheira. Opinionated and overly loud, but even so. Tell me, why do you waste your time with that st-st-stuttering ape Khalid?
:Jaheira: He makes better company than small-minded, cruel little reptiles who would mock a person for their speech.
:Edwin: Cruel I may be - I live in a cruel world, which is to say the real world. But small-minded? I take exception to that, dear lady.
:Jaheira: Take what you will. I care as much for your feelings as you do for Khalid's.
:Edwin: Then you are a greater fool than that oaf you call a husband. I am done with you
:Jaheira: I am glad to hear it.
===With Baeloth===
:Baeloth: You have some mighty muscles there, mistress.
:Jaheira: Be silent, drow. I have no interest in fighting in your pit.
===With M'Khinn===
:M'Khinn: You don't talk much.
:Jaheira: Silence is a worthwhile skill to cultivate. I speak when I have something worth saying.
:M'Khinn: I like that.
===With Glint===
:Glint: So, Jaheira, you and Khalid, you two've been together a while now, have you?
:Jaheira: More than ten years, married for eight of them.
::(if present in party:)
::Khalid: It feels longer sometimes. The j-joy I feel is s-seemingly without end.
:Glint: Ten years, huh? That IS impressive. And you're happy together? With each other?
::(if present in party:)
::Khalid: I c-cannot picture a life without my love Jaheira.
::Glint: Oh, that's just lack of imagination. We can work on that.
:Jaheira: Why do you ask these things?
:Glint: Hm? Oh, no reason. Just trying to, you know, get to know the members of my party. Is there anything you'd like to know about me?
:Jaheira: If I think of something, I'll let you know.
===With Dorn===
:Jaheira: Why do we tolerate this villain's presence among us? There are monsters enough in this world without inviting one into our circle.
:Dorn: You call me a monster?
:Jaheira: You deny it?
:Dorn: I'll not waste my time arguing with you. Let me suggest this, though: Only a fool goes out of her way to antagonize a monster.
:Jaheira: Monsters make better friends than enemies. Perhaps that is why my presence is tolerated. I prithee consider the matter. In silence.
===With Neera===
:Neera: Hey, Jaheira, have you ever noticed that our names rhyme? When they write epic songs about our deeds here, I bet they'll put our names together a lot!
:Jaheira: What makes such strange thoughts flit through your head, child?
:Neera: I don't know... Maybe wild magic makes my thoughts wild too. Mixes them up, like scrambled eggs. On toast. With stewed tomatoes. Maybe some fresh fruit on the side, and a little hot tea. I'm going to go eat. We'll talk later.
===With Voghiln===
:Voghiln: Come on. Just a little peck on the cheek. What's the harm in that?
:Jaheira: It'll be in my husband's fists if he finds out about it.
:Voghiln: Vot? Your husband raises his hand to you? This is not acceptable.
:Jaheira: No, you idiot. He'll raise his hand to you. And then bring it down on you, over and over again, like a hammer from the heavens.
:Voghiln: Oh, he'd hit ME? Ja, this makes more sense.
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