Neverwinter Nights 2

Khelgar:
Prejudiced? I'm not prejudiced! By the Nine Hells, I even travel with a back-stabbing tiefling of all things, and you know how her kind are!

Player:
You're a kobold?

Deekin:
Yes, Deekin very kobold, last Deekin look in mirror. Deekin not do that much, mirrors usually too high for Deekin.

Neeshka:
Well then, why don't you show us how it's done, firehead?

Qara:
Firehead? Imaginative and biting, with just the slightest hint of wit. Is that *really* the best your demon blood can squeeze out, tail for brains?

Neeshka:
My brains are *not* in my tail.

Qara:
So what, are they right next to it? If so, you might want to loosen the back of your pants a notch, because even with the hole, they're obviously not getting enough air.

Neeshka:
Okay, explain this one to me.

Khelgar:
Well, she said your brains are next to your tail... which would imply that your brains are in your rear end. And that you breathe through your...

Sand:
[quickly, goes for a cheap slam - this is a comedic moment] Only that the dress the ambassador is wearing is clearly out of fashion, a blatant attempt to distract the court from the matter at hand, and is more appropriate for a Docks prostitute than a diplomatic envoy. Thank you.

Aldanon:
I suppose we could see if she tries to kill any of us, but that test has numerous procedural flaws in its execution... if you will pardon the semantics.

Bishop:
So the farm girl's going to join our band? Good. We need someone to make up for the paladin or at least to catch arrows if Grobnar's already dead.

Zaxis:
Zaxis is free! Zaxis will tear you limb from limb, Jerro, then stitch you back together into new shapes with your own sinew. And after that, Zaxis will gut you and wear your hollowed-out skin on my talons like a glove...

Grobnar:
Oh, you were listening so intently you closed your eyes and lay down for a bit. Made some funny laughing noises at the right times, too, almost thought you were snoring.

Shandra:
Well, if it had been the Captain doing it, the cat would be lost, the tree burned down, and the old lady would be traveling with us now.

Zhjaeve:
Know that I am Zhjaeve, one who carries the knowing Circle of Zerthimon in mind and hand. Know that I aid the Kalach-Cha in shielding your community from the doom that comes.

Khelgar:
Just to make sure my eyes aren't lying to me - a huge suit of armor did smash through here, attack the githyanki - and us - then we drove it back to the portal?

Neeshka:
No... no, that's about right.

Khelgar:
Good. Because if my drinking is catching up with me, I'm stopping right now.