Portraits: Anataeus (Shabby), Nils (Cloak), Concordia (Shabby)

Nils (Cloak): Looks like it’s time for me to go.
Concordia (Shabby): Good luck, Nils!
Nils (Cloak): You’ll know I succeeded when a barge of lead ore floats down the river toward you.
Nils (Cloak): And I’ll send instructions detailing where to send my share of the gold later.
Concordia (Shabby): You won’t be returning here?
Nils (Cloak): No, I’m afraid I can’t stay.
Anataeus (Shabby): So you do trust us, finally.
Nils (Cloak): A funny thing about that.
Nils (Cloak): When I first found the two of you hiding out in this abandoned shop, my first thought was to cut you both down as you slept and sell your personal effects. 
Concordia (Shabby): Oh my... I’m glad you didn’t.
Nils (Cloak): I’m just kidding. I would have collected only a pittance for your mediocre clothes, anyway.
Anataeus (Shabby): How touching.
Concordia (Shabby): I expect a more touching story couldn’t be written.
Anataeus (Shabby): Safe travels, Nils. We’ll be here for the time being, should you want to find us.
Nils (Cloak): I’m sure we’ll run into each other again before long.