Jan is refusing to write something for those three stooges you see in the background. Well, actually, he's refusing to write something that will survive the censor. Help us out with some banter between three demons that are waiting for our party of Divinity:Original Sin adventurers to arrive.
This is not really a lot of information go go on, but I gave it shot anyway.
Tourists from HellIf possible, maybe put them in Hawaiian T-shirts.
Malchior: I’m telling you, we’re lost.
Yisthar: Let’s keep going. The guy said to turn left at the lake.
Kivtonak: Do you think maybe he meant that big pit of water?
Yisthar: What are you, stupid?
Malchior: Yeah. I can recognize a lake when I see one, and that pit didn’t have nearly enough magma to be a lake.
Kivtonak: Maybe we should have asked at that village we passed through.
Malchior: No way, that place was really creepy.
Yisthar: Those people were all smiles and laughter.
Malchior: It was so green and bright… really disturbing.
Yisthar: I hope we find another orphanage soon. A good one this time.
Kivtonak: Yeah, the owner of the last one looked at me really strangely when I asked for one deep-fried.
Malchior: You just can’t get good service up here.
