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• Gears and grinders! That would put us at Blood's throat, for sure. Those grunts already mishandle and break everything we build them! How do we stop this?
• By being one step ahead. You and I position near the engine and ambush the Flame Legion impostors before they can do any damage.
• Not bad, but the weapon's in a classified-level warehouse, and there's no time to get clearance.
• We'll have to make our own clearance. The Flame Legion may already be in there. Let's go.
• Samona Ironclaw
• Aw, rust it all! The door's locked! But don't worry. Samona's on your side! I'll un-jam that junker in a jiffy.
• Samona, do you always talk this way?
• What way, grumpy? I think out loud. After years in the machine bay, I need some noise while I work.
• If you can get that door open, you can chatter all you want.
• Blades out! Somebody's here! Kill them all, fast and messy! We still have to take out the weapon!
• Hey, Samona! Our Blood Legion "buddies" are here. Keep working, I'll handle this!
• Blood Legion Impostor
• Report, Samona! Why is my warehouse full of dead Blood Legion soldiers? Who's the Ash flunky?
• Those dead soldiers are Flame sir, dressed to trick us into blaming Blood. This Ash Legion agent tipped me off about a sabotage attempt.
• You rushed in without a superior officer and brought an Ash spy into our secret project. I've had it, Samona! No more inventing. You're on kitchen patrol until your tail turns gray!
• But...I...Pistons and plugs! That'll teach me to be proactive. I hate scrubbing floors with a toothbrush.
• Not if I can help it. See this as an opportunity, and come join my warband.
• Really? A spot on your team? That's a hundred and one times better than de-grouting cylinder heads!
• That's the spirit, Samona. Grab your things and meet us at Hero's Canton.
• Centurion Augustus Coilclaw
• You saved my tail.
• If I had any doubts about offering you a spot, you just crushed them flat. We could use ten of you.
• You don't need ten. Just me, and that barrel of whiskey.
• That can be arranged.
• Soure Doomsday
• We had a deal. Without a warband to back you up, you're dead meat.
• I made Soure a better offer. Stand aside, or—
• Or what? Save your empty threats. It's too bad, really. You could've had more power than in your wildest dreams, Soure.
• My dreams involve a barrel of whiskey, an Ash Legion minx, and you, dead at my feet. Time to make that last one a reality.
• Flame Recruiter Szagur
• Soure Doomsday? Rytlock Brimstone sent me. My warband needs you.
• Needs me? Tell that to my old warband. I was raised with them. Fought beside them. Yet they still didn't trust me.
• All I did was meet with a Flame Shaman, and they called me a traitor. Thing is, I was there to assassinate him and steal his magic. I'd never turn my back on the Blood Legion.
• That's why I'm here. I need someone with your talents to help rebuild my warband. Join us.
• The Flame Legion already made me an offer: join or die. As a gladium, I didn't have much of a choice.
• Get me out of this shotgun wedding, and I'm all yours.
• Here's our prey, just like Trybulus said! He knows every tail-wag you mutts make before you do! Ha!
• Where's Tribune Desertgrave? How did you fanatics get this far into the Citadel?
• Bah. How they got in doesn't matter. What matters is how they're leaving: in pieces.
• Brimstone? What's a Blood tribune doing here? Trybulus said this was strictly an Ash Legion op!
• Trybulus was wrong. To arms!
• Flame Legion Assassin
• The mission has developed a hiccup.
• A hiccup? More like tuberculosis. Tribune Desertgrave's been taken hostage. Griefblade captured Fengar and tortured him to get information on the tribune.
• Now he'll torture the tribune to get what he can from her. I know Flame troops are mustering near the ruins of Rin. That's where they took her, where we must go.
• We'd better wait until dark. That'll give you time to gather a strike force to back us up, Tribune. Then, under cover of darkness, we sneak and you storm.
• Reckless. Audacious. Risky, too. I like it! I'll be on your tail when I have the troops to back your play. Good luck, Legionnaire.
• Psst! Over here, and keep your ears down! This place is crawling with Flame Legion and the entrance is sealed with magic. We can't get in!
• How do the Flame Legion get inside?
• They use a magical trinket. Griefblade's second-in-command carries it. He's still out here somewhere.