Jack: clenches fists They took everything! Can't let 'em get away!
Klister: rushes to find Black Jack McCoy, determined to convince him to join the cause Black Jack, you won't believe what happened.
Black Jack McCoy: raises an eyebrow, intrigued What's this all about, Klister?
Klister: takes a deep breath, gathering his thoughts Black Jack, our dear friend Jack Marston has passed away. But before his death, he wrote a heartfelt letter.
Black Jack McCoy: a mix of sadness and determination in his voice That rascal... He always had a flair for drama. What's the letter say, lad?
Klister: hands Black Jack a copy of the letter It's a call to action, Black Jack. Jack wanted us to continue his legacy, to keep the spirit of adventure alive.
Black Jack McCoy: crumples the letter in his fist, a fire burning in his eyes Damn, that kid had guts. He knew how to make an impact.
Black Jack McCoy: paces back and forth, deep in thought We need to honor his memory, Klister. We need to keep his spirit alive. I have an idea.
Black Jack McCoy: grabs Klister by the shoulders, his voice full of conviction Klister, we're going to create a society dedicated to the spirit of adventure.
Black Jack McCoy: grins mischievously We'll call it the Adventurer's Guild! It'll be a place where brave souls can come together, share stories, and train for their next adventure.
Klister: smiles, excitement in his voice Because you, my friend, have the heart of an adventurer.