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• Summons a service golem to your location for 5 minutes with many useful functions.
• Ah, my furry friends. You've come far and accomplished much, only to die and be reborn as my undead slaves!
• You owe me, necromancer...for Howl the Brazen, and everyone else your amulets defiled. I'm going to paint this swamp red with your blood.
• I doubt it. The dragon crystal has so much power! Besides, I've already imbued the mire with enough toxic magic to kill you where you stand.
• She's right, Centurion. We need to deal with her quickly. We've got the Priory's crystal-dissolving potion. We can still end this.
• "Quickly" is just what I had in mind, Tribune. Come on, let's see if the necromancer can resurrect herself.
• Howl! Can you hear me? Do you understand? Give me a sign that you're still you, or I'll have to...look, just say something!
• Hunger...it hungers...WE hunger...
• He's gone, Centurion. The corruption's got him. That's not the soldier you knew.
• Yeah...and this thing insults his memory. Howl was a good soldier, and my comrade. I'm not leaving him like this.
• There you are. Time to start earning your keep, initiate. The Vigil and Priory teams have already moved in, so our path is clear.
• If they're already gone, then what's our objective?
• If the Priory falls short and the Vigil get themselves killed, we step in and save the day. As usual.
• We heard the sounds of combat recently, so we may already be needed. The first thing we do is find the other squads.
• This is your show, Korukhan, but for the record: I don't like it. Carry on, but I'm coming along to make sure this gets done right.
• Always a pleasure to have you with us, Tribune. If we need any heroism or noble, attention-grabbing antics, it's all you. Now let's move out.
• Ah, my furry friends. You've come far and accomplished much, only to die and be reborn as my undead slaves!
• You owe me, necromancer...for Howl the Brazen, and everyone else your amulets defiled. I'm going to paint this swamp red with your blood.
• I doubt it. The dragon crystal has so much power! Besides, I've already imbued the mire with enough toxic magic to kill you where you stand.
• She's right, Centurion. We need to deal with her quickly. We've got the Priory's crystal-dissolving potion. We can still end this.
• "Quickly" is just what I had in mind, Tribune. Come on, let's see if the necromancer can resurrect herself.
• Well done! There were losses here today, but we did manage to stop the necromancer from drowning us in undead.
• It's not enough. The Orrian dragon is still out there, and it's going to keep making undead until the whole world drowns in them.
• Then it's time to take the offensive. The dragon is our target, just like the crystal was. We kill it, we cut off the flow of Orrian undead at its source.
• That's too ambitious, initiate. The Order of Whispers is dedicated to stopping all the dragons, but we don't have the resources for direct confrontation.
• Don't tell me about dragons, blacksmith. Ever heard of Destiny's Edge? I was a member. We nearly took down an Elder Dragon all on our own.
• We should find out what they know. Their experience could prove invaluable.
• You're right. The charr can't do this alone. Fortunately, I heard from one of my old guildmates. She wants to meet in Lion's Arch about that very thing.
• Howl! Can you hear me? Do you understand? Give me a sign that you're still you, or I'll have to...look, just say something!
• Hunger...it hungers...WE hunger...
• He's gone, Centurion. The corruption's got him. That's not the soldier you knew.
• Yeah...and this thing insults his memory. Howl was a good soldier, and my comrade. I'm not leaving him like this.
• Sergeant! There are more centaurs on the other side of town. Captain Thackeray's calling for reinforcements at the garrison!
• If he's calling for help it must be serious, but I can't spare anyone.
• I'll go. Captain Thackeray's never failed Divinity's Reach. If I can help him, I will.
• Balthazar bless you. That's the spirit that'll win this war. Good luck.
• Sergeant Walters
• Seraph Soldier
• I'm so glad to see you! I heard that you were up and around, but I was still worried.
• I'm fine. Thanks for coming to see me. You know I love you and your father, but you both worry too much.
• That's because you take too many risks.
• Hey! Girl! Stop gabbing and bring me a drink!
• I think you've had enough, buddy. You're cut off. Now get out of my tavern.
• Don't make me cripple you, old man. Give me more ale, and this time, it's on the house.
• Leave my father alone, you ugly goon, or I'll call the Seraph!
• Ugly? I'll show you ugly, honey.
• Big Nose Ted
• Innkeeper Andrew
• Petra
• Bandits, thieves, and brawlers: by order of the Ministry Guard, you are all under arrest!