 You are a beast among men. No, a dragon. Setting my phoenix nest aflame. I shall slake your thirst, dragon. You will part your lips and drink of my essence. We're back, finally, with more Baldur's Gate today. We are in Act 3. We just left Rivington. We're going to the whorehouse. I can't remember what it's called. There's a brothel. And we're going to the brothel to go find the rich guy in the mansion. We've just crossed the bridge and we're chasing Arfer into the brothel. We're going to go from there and see what happens. We also have a dialogue with Whale coming up at camp. So we're going to start with that and then go from there. We haven't played a week. We'll see how it goes. All right. Baldur's Gate was a set for refuge when I left it. This must be Gortash's doing. Gortash is in charge. They'll be left shivering at the gates. All parts of the plan, of course. Step one, create an army and order it to march on the city. Step two, shut the gates in the name of security. Step three, bask in the applause. Gortash hasn't made Baldur's Gate safe. He's made it a prison. And when his army breaks through, the people will have nowhere to run. To make this city a safe haven, we'll need to bathe Gortash and his allies in their own blood. Kill Gortash or Gortash. Kill Gortash and everybody who is his ally if we want to really save Baldur's Gate. Okay, Will. Wait, what's this? What's going on? Something is happening. Brittle. It's rebelling against Orin and Gortash. Fiercely. I suspected that when we took Ketheric Stone, the brain would begin to break free. Those brain quakes confirm that my suspicion was correct. I do not know what happens now when it receives their orders. You feel the Emperor's fear as if it were your own. An elder brain enslaved is one thing. An elder brain unleashed will be the end of everything. Beautiful, isn't it? The Prince Orpheus contained in submissives. As well as Citowire. Now that your company isn't. What are you doing? Trying to get the brain as restless. But I am distracted. And my lack of focus is endangering us. I'm haunted by memories. They are rel- You have a love interest? Not love. No. What I had with Belen Stelmaine was much more than it was. At least when she was alive. You thought you were my first ally. Far from it. I have long sought the allyship of others. It is the only way to succeed. Though my relationship with Belen was- Wait, what? You are thinking of. In life, she was my business partner. Back when we ran the Knights of the Shield. A difficult duke Stelmaine trusted me. And the city trusted her. I concede the plot. But Belen took center stage. It was she who met with the merchants, politicians- His face checker not working? It was she who negotiated deals and signed off on agreements. Her rooms played host to the most important conversations in the city. Together, at its height, everything that happened in that city went through the shield. Through us. I could not have done just as I cannot do any of this without- I'm sorry for your loss. I appreciate your understanding. What I feel is deeper than superficial cures can reach. And not entirely. Most people think that mind flayers are soulless husks who feel nothing. Give the Emperor's hand a reassuring squeeze? Can you actually do that? That's gross. A tentacle? A squid man? I'm not doing that. Shut up, idiot. Did they fix the community poll thing? Oh my gosh, 90% of you are saying one. What is wrong with you guys, dude? Answer. Brain is rebelling again. Scorp, thank you for the 46 months, dude. Okay, nothing happened. Okay. Chad, I'm not gonna do the mind flayer, okay? Not a team player. Okay, so here we are, guys. Here we are. We're at Worms Crossing, Frego's Flop House. So here's what we're trying to do here. We are here. Solve the open hand temple murders. So we're trying to solve the open hand temple murders from before, right? So we're gonna investigate Frego's Flop House. We're gonna find a use for the flower key. We learned from a dead doppelganger assassin that the flowery key we found unlocks something in the Flop House. And reveal it to all of your secrets. Okay, Dashkent Mulliver. Would you do the brothel here? We're here now. So we need to find something. I'm looking for a killer, a dwarf dressed in red. Just like you. Nah, I'll say who did you think I was. The landlord, Sir Frego Antuna. A most generous soul, I assure you. Oh, the brothel is next door? Oh. I thought the Flop House was the brothel. Because, you know, like, things would be flopping around. I'm looking for a killer dwarf dressed in red. How dare you! Accusing an upstanding citizen like me of being a dwarf. Are you a halfling, you oaf? Poor weirdo, my halfling. Wait, what? Okay, let's see if we can find where... Now, you look famished. I've got some vitals that'll warm you right up. Feeling a bit peckish, what do you have? Have a skeg at these. Well, how does that take all her food? That should do ya. That should do ya. Oop. Tempers are rising. It's clear not everything you find is at your disposal. I hate accidentally clicking on stuff that I'm not supposed to click on. And then they just get past and I'm like, no, no, you don't understand. Look here, baby. Wait, what? Wait, what was that? What? Dumb, dumb, do-dum. Wardrobe. Wait, what? Hold on, bloodstained note. What is this? Perception successful. There's blood. Notice some blood has pulled on the wooden floor. Investigation. Trying to discern the source of blood. Don't mind if I do. I'm investigating. Easy roll. Here we go. First roll of two weeks. Easy clap. Easy. You notice the blood source. A body hidden under the bed. Pull out the body. Pheon gold grind. To pheon the best of wives and mothers. And then pheon's key. A flower shaped key with an S scratched in the petals. I know this key. It's identical to the one held by that corpse in the tunnels. I should talk with the dead with her. You're right, you're right, you're right. Yeah, yeah, two, no, no, no. 320, 320. Yeah, 320 your time. The corpse regards you lifelessly. Who are you? Pheon gold grind. Pheon, pheon, pheon. How did you die? By my son. No, why did your son kill you? What was your son's secret? His son was a serial killer. Her son was a serial killer. Where can I find your son? Oh no, is that a wasted question? No. Oh man, I'm kind of lost now. We found a use for the flower key. We came into here. Stand out. Now I'm like, okay, so, so who the killer is is something gold grind. We also know that we probably have to get to lower city at this point. We should do the brothel first. Okay, so we're going to do the brothel and then we'll come back to this. So what we're going to do now, we did the phagos flop house stuff. We are going to go to the brothel now. Okay, we're going to do the brothel now and there's several quests that we need to do in the brothel. We know that our fur is in the brothel. Now hold on, should we bring lazele with us? Because it says the Githyanki warrior and help Kithrack boss and free Orpheus. Who should we replace with? Should we replace Karloch? Gale? Gale is so powerful though. We swapped out Gale for lazele. She's a monk rogue now. Karloch is a fighter rogue. Shadowheart is a light cleric and S-Fan is the paladin. Time for us to head to the brothel. Where's lazele? Wait, what is lazele doing up there? Can't reach this. Who's better you in? What? Okay, what are you? What is this path- What is this path thing? Wait, what the- How did this- I'm going back. I don't know- I don't know what the hell just happened. I'm just going to reload. I'm just going to reload. I don't know, dude. I need to find another way inside. How did that even happen? What the heck? Go to the front door? Where is the front door? Is that the front door? I feel like- I feel like this is the front door, right? On the- on the side? And actually, there's no door here. Across the street from the portal is Fagos Flophouse. So where is the front door to here? But look, guys. The portal is here. The portal goes to this building. I'm trying to go to this building. Okay, guys. If I'm trying to go in this building and you guys say front door, and the only door I see is this door on the side and this door in the back, and then you say go to the portal and I'm like, there's a street here and then the portal is here and this door is here. And then I look at the map, like, hello? Come on. Yeah, but what I'm saying is I- I didn't want to go do this quest. I was trying to go to this quest. So I didn't understand that these two buildings were connected. I thought you guys were saying go do the different quests. And I was like, well, I'm trying to go do that one. As a face, I'd remember if I'd seen it. Welcome to Charest's Charest. What can hoots do for you, stranger? You got a taste for ale, I reckon? Or maybe? Ah, forget it. My new brew could drop you in the wink of a spectator's eye. What's the story of this place? Charest's Charest. The Mamsil's brain child. Wet your tongue. Soak your skin. Scratch your itch. Get the attention you want and avoid the attention you don't. I'm leaving. Fist again, Mia. I mean, to try. You're looking parts, sweetheart. Another tankard. Oh, darling. Another sip and I'm like to spill over. But other anchoring for spicier flavours. How about you give me a taste? Ew. Watch silently. Would you say, dog? Have a sip on my lap. Let's see what pops up. Ew! Falling, how you set me a quiver. You are a beast among men. No, a dragon. Setting my phoenix nest aflame. I shall slake your thirst, dragon. You will part your lips and drink of my essence. I'll drink your essence. What the hell? I'll bear it back. I have to leave. Dude, that was so funny. Dude, I hope this whole section is like this. Very travelabattered and bruised. You come for sustenance. No decadence. A mien, cool as ice. Yet eyes burning. I know you're a sturdy dwarf. A leather whip she gives you receive. Or have I misjudged you? Not my first choice, but I wouldn't say no. Can we not talk about this? There is a legendary two-hand weapon nearby you. Thanks, Johnny Zillian. Sweetie, are you blushing? There is no shame in pleasure, even less when the pleasure is pain. It's Pheon you seek, our stern librarian. She isn't here today, alas. Your penance must wait. Well, we've all used to fend your void. A drink for one, a pair of drow for another. Choose your sin. In the Flomp House lies a fresh-killed corpse, a lady dwarf. Could that be Pheon? Will this stern librarian of yours be back tomorrow? You have drow escorts on hand that does sound tempting. Twins, yes. I didn't know that. I just want to see what she was going to say. Your body could suffer. Wide heart, oh. And not they can't untangle. Thanks, Johnny. They're through the curtain to the right. You'll need coin and stamina in abundance to enjoy their services, but the gold will be as well spent as you are. Oh my gosh. Are there other options for companionships? Nisha, our lovely nymph, but she's engaged in the nymph's grotto on the top floor, sweetie. The clients are favorite of hers, too. I doubt you'll be able to tear her away, but we are blessed to have a devil in residence at the moment, a temporary guest, but he asks that I send any potential clients his way. Everyone who's paid a visit looks quite changed by the experience. Did the devil give you... Is this devil the Raphael? I think it is. It is. Raphael. It is. Exceedingly handsome, and with a voice that could make the foulest blasphemy seem the sweetest hymn. So Raphael is here, the guy from earlier. Two men bark softly to each other. A single name reaches your ears. Nine fingers. That's a name you know. Nine fingers is the head of the guild, a criminal organization operating inside Baldur's Gate. This man I've watched you for a while, and you remind me of Matt Rule. Thanks, man. Talking about nine fingers, I've got business with her. Maybe I should sit and listen. Sometimes I just like to listen. And see what it's just... I just like to... Sometimes I like to just watch and see what happens, because sometimes people try and make things happen. They talk too much, right? And sometimes you just need to watch and just see and observe and learn. Oh no, 15. Oh my gosh, dude. Oh my goodness, again? All right, whatever, continue. No matter how hard you concentrate, you can make no sense of their conversation. Deception. Mind, talking about nine fingers, I've got business with her. Okay, I'm gonna deceive, dude. I'm gonna... Okay, it's not 15 anymore. Now it's a 10. This'll be easy. Okay, three to six bonus. Easy. Easy. Look at that. Easy. Oh yeah. Seems everyone's got business with her. I heard the gal met her match. The new kingpin? All meat and muscle, that one. And while there's a wear-bear, if he's looking to house nine fingers, my blade's got his back. Sounds messy as the ninth hell. No characters. Must be why she called us to help. Is that right? The way I heard it, you zent cut a deal with the new. Hold on. Hey, you're still lurking about. I don't remember inviting you to the party. Detect thoughts. Nine fingers won't be happy about Zenovia, and I'm not about to tell her. I need to talk to nine fingers about Zenovia. Hmm. Better you than me. Now listen, I'll only say this once. Lower city. Basilisk gate. Guild old. And that's all you're getting from me. Lower city. I'm scrum. The chat's officially closed. Chat, you're closed. No. This is all kind of leading up to getting the lower city. The sauce man chorizo. Wait, this guy's name is sauce man chorizo. This sounds like a, like a parody. Like the name sauce man chorizo sounds like a parody rapper. Not that type of service down here, love. I've got a husband. And you ain't my type. Literal red herring on the wall. Oh wait, that's good. I'm not looking for service, thank you. Thank the gods. I've had too many miscreants. Think my kitchen's just another themed playroom. Got any food? I suppose. If you're willing to pay for it. Salami. Now get out from under my feet. You'd better have a good reason for this. Okay, we a lot of picked it. Okay. Charest caress basement. It is a rat. It's a half eaten apple, a sweet potato. Let's move up. Let's go here. No, my, it's not broken. Oh, here we use, here's our for it. Okay, we're going to come front our for now chat. So, guys, we need to come front our for now. So we need to come front our for now. So we are going to confront him because we found out that offer Gregorio last time he was putting bombs in the toys that he was donating to the refugees. The refugees came in and he was literally putting bombs in the toys to destroy the refugees. This was the same guy who he was gone from his mansion and then the homeless people, the refugees moved into his house and he was trying to get them out. It was like, dude, what they were squatters. So we figured that out and now we know that he's here in the brothel, right? He's here in the brothel, so now we're going to confront him. Do you possibly want with me now? I found the explosive toy bears you donated to the refugees. Nine in the house. Whatever you think, you know, I'm sure some gold would help you to forget. Oh, don't shoot him. We got to talk to him. Okay, don't shoot him. Gold can help you forget. I'm here to see that you were brought to justice. Please don't. What do you want from me? It's not to do this framed even. Rig the toys and they're definitely going to kill me now. They? Who's this they? I can't tell you. I won't tell you. Intimidation. Tell me who they are or you'll be dead before they even get to you. All right. Here we go. 15. Hurt me. The teddy bears were an experiment. My greatest invention, clever little device in their chest, allows them to speak. But there's more smoke powder inside the device. I collect packages from the logo's fire, works in the lower city, and stuff the bears with it. Not because I want to. Because I have to. So you'd rather kill children than risk your own skin? You still haven't told me who they are. You misread option three. I don't know who's in charge, but it starts at the firework shop. That's where the packages come from. Go there. Tell them Uncle Philogere sent you and they'll show you the smoke powder. Lots of it. Uncle Philogere. There. I told you what you wanted to know. Now, will you let me go? His plea comes with an offering, a pass granting you access to the lower city. That's good. Thanks, but I'll need all your gold too. No, what is this? I'm right here. The only place you're going is prison. I appreciate it, but now I know all that. I don't think I can let you go. Sorry. Do I send them to prison? I think we send them to prison. You can't be serious. They'll find me. A sail won't keep me safe. They've run the city. Should I persuade him to go to jail? Or should I scare him into going to jail? At least in prison, there'll be walls to break there where anyone can get to you. I could just kill you, but I'm giving you a second chance. I suggest you take it. I think persuading him to go to jail is funnier. Ooh, this is hard. 18. This is real hard. Okay, come on. This is my last inspiration, dude. The last inspiration. Nice. All right, I'll go. But if I'm found hanging in my cell, it'll be on your conscience. Nice. The boy insisting on playing his acoustic guitar. I also want to run. Nice. Yeah, the guy, wait. I'm not even going to take the guy to prison. He's just going to go turn himself in. I have committed a crime. Please jail me. Enjoy the fiddling. Montiore. So the planes are away and let us play on into the night. You can stare as much as you like. We can dance if you want to. We can dance if you want to. Oh, I was hoping, I was hoping she was going to keep going. Yeah, I was hoping every time you click on her, she gives you another line of the safety dance would have been hilarious. A new face looking for another chapter of dirty law for your biography. You have but to ask and we can grant you a moment of pleasure. Don't be shy. Wait, are these the twins? Okay. This game is apt. This game is apt, dude. What kind of services do you provide? What do you think, silly? Love, of course. Hot and vulgar with me. Oh, sweet and sincere with my sister. Trust me, you don't want to miss my signature mezzo-baranzen love trick. Oh, dude, that is gross. I am leaving.