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- Can you stop him, Zojja?
- We can shut this place down. And I can steal all of their research and shatter their data crystals beyond repair.
- Sending a copy of this to the Arcane Council will kick off a firestorm for the Inquest.
- Vevina! Stand away from that vile tree. We will not let you enslave anyone for your own vanity.
- How delightful! A crowd. You will be the first to watch my glorious transformation.
- And you will be the first to bend your knees and serve me without question.
- Now there's a plan I can get behind.
- I thank you for your bravery. Together, we have stood against darkness and prevailed.
- It's pure chaos out here—unacceptable. What's going on?
- Just what it looks like: these golems have gone mad. Zojja suspects someone tampered with them...and by "someone," she means the Inquest.
- Zojja's rarely wrong. Don't tell her I said "rarely," by the way. If it is the Inquest, she's going to need help. Where can I find her?
- At the malfunctioning gate that's spitting out these deranged golems. She claimed she could feel them on the other side of the gate, laughing at us.
- Not for long. I'm going to help Zojja shut down the problem at its source. Thanks for the information!
- Peacemaker Gezzi
- Panic time! Our Massively Impressive Golem isn't working, and the judges are waiting. It functioned perfectly back in the lab. I'm at a loss.
- Let me take a look. I know this baby like the schematics were tattooed on the inside of my eyelids. Every time I blink, it's a review session.
- Well, there's your problem. The MIG's capacitors are missing. Someone forgot to put them in.
- That's your job, Kazz. I pilot, you maintain. It's a good thing I love you so much, because I love you a little less each time your scatterbrain sets us back.
- I love you too, my dulcet-toned honey-viper. But I put the capacitors in. Someone must have swiped them, because I would not forget...not after your last cheerful chastisement.
- Pitch woo on your own time! We must have left the capacitors in the Hydrone Unit lab's staging area. Hurry! Retrieve those capacitors at once!
- Hronk
- Kazz
- Doxa
- Hey! Stop right there, you pusillanimous pinheads! That's our stuff!
- Was your stuff. Now it's ours. But don't worry; we'll leave you a beating in exchange.
- Teyo
- Enough! Cease and desist all hostilities. Now, what's going on here?
- These Inquest poltroons snuck in to our work area, sabotaged our Massively Impressive Golem, and stole our equipment.
- Calumny and slander! We were called in to consult on a Snaff prize entry, and when we did, this blackguard attacked us!
- Now, now. Things get heated when a prize is on the line. Let's all just calm down, count to ten, and get back to work. No harm done, eh?
- No harm done? They vandalized our work space! And our MIG!
- That is a serious accusation. On behalf of the Arcane Council, I suggest you file a complaint...after the contest is over. Off you go, now. Off!
- Councillor Yahk
- So the winning entry was a crazed, councillor-killing golem. Well, if we disqualified every potentially lethal entry, there'd be no contestants left.
- But the MIG was sabotaged! Our entry was tampered with. I don't know why, but the Inquest—
- Stop right there. Every time a stasis servo slips a gear, people blame Inquest saboteurs. I'm sick of it. You just took the Snaff Prize. Learn to win gracefully.
- Instead of finding scapegoats for your own inadequacy, you should be tracking down and dismantling that amok golem you unleashed.
- Guard's Journal
- Councillor Flax
- Councillors! For your consideration, it is my pleasure to present my krewe's Snaff Prize entry: the Very Old Energy Detector, or VOED.
- It locates ancient and/or powerful magic, be it manufactured or naturally occurring. If it exists, and it's got magical oomph, the VOED will find it!
- That certainly sounds impressive, but ideas alone will not win you the Snaff Prize. You'll need to demonstrate your device for us.
- Of course, Councillor. Just give me a moment with the VOED, and I'll locate the most mind-blowing magical item in the immediate vicinity.
- Pokka
- You've certainly found something, but is that item anything of consequence?
- Hard to say without more extensive research, but it's steeped in powerful magic. Can't you feel it? It's fairly crackling with arcane energy.
- I believe I do feel it, yes. It's hard to deny that artifact's considerable presence. Your VOED may be about to win you the Snaff Prize.
- First, we need to know more. If you could just—hang on. Does anyone else feel that? It's like a highly pressurized wave of ionized particles-—a magical storm!
- What's going on here? What has your device unleashed?
- You idiots nearly got us all killed! The judges are unlikely to weigh this in your favor.