[Tancred]

"Dark in here, isn't it?"
"I'm almost afraid to glow, in case I wake someone up. Hey, holyboy, let's steal some money from the bar till."
"No! Shhh! Besides, I'm not sure if there IS any money in there."
"I'm going to sing a song."
"You do, Karnas, and you'll spend the rest of eternity at the bottom of a lake."
"You have a persuasive way about you... for a rod-up-butt Paladin."
"You have a very unimpressive way about YOU - for a *supposedly* magical sword."
Sulky silence.
"That wasn't very nice."
"Well, neither are you. Now shut up and let's see if we can find someone in here. I wonder if there's a bell to ring, or something?"
"You really are hopeless, aren't you?"
"What? *What*?
"There's a magical incantation that guarantees a reply, if there's anyone to hear it."
"Oh?" Tancred looks thoughtful at this sudden show of helpfulness from the sword. "How does it go."
"Like this. *HOI! DUNG-FOR-BRAINS!*"