BeggarA group of beggars are rattling their alms mugs and ostentatiously displaying their hunger-sunken bellies and various disfigurements. A toothless man falls to his knees before you. "Your Lord/Ladyship! Shpare a throne for thoshe who can't even get the worsht jobsh!"
YOU"Get lost, you wretched paupers!"
Beggar"Forgive ush our impudenshe! We're leaving! We're leaving!" The beggars follow their retreating leader, disappointed and angry.
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YOU[Kill the beggar] "I am sick of you."
BeggarThe sight of a dead body makes the beggars scatter. Other inhabitants of the bay look away lest they accidentally incur your wrath.
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YOU[Toss a stack of ration cards] "Let your bellies be full tonight."
Beggar"Praished be the Lord Captain!" The poor descend on the alms like a pack of gutter rats, each one scurrying off to their own corner with what they grabbed.
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YOU[Ignore the beggars]
BeggarThe beggars circle around you insistently, casting plaintive glances into your eyes.