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I need a bath!
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Don't call me Sinbad!
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These shoes chafe, but they sure are stylish!
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May the fleas of a thousand camels infest your armpits.
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Is this another assassin hired to do my job?
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You will die, and my master will have the Mace!
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You disgust me. Death should be quick and silent.
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You are more than you seem, man of stone.
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You feel the power of the Mace.
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You cannot match the skills of a true assassin.
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I have been ordered to bring the Mace to my master.
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Your crude weapon is no match for my ancient blades.
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I know who you are.
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You shall grace my banquet table.
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You should have died with your family.
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I will slay you, infidel undead!
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I have killed better swordsmen than you.
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Your dark arts cannot withstand my desert fury.
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Your mech leaves you open for quick attacks.
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Like you I have learned to master my senses.
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