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• All right, I'll take mortar duty and deal with the turrets and the walls. Then we should be clear for a frontal assault.
• You got guts. Too bad I can't keep you for long. Mangonel! Show the slayer to the mortar battery.
• Right away, Legionnaire.
• Not bad, for a huge norn lush. Now that you've helped us recover the chugger, it's only fitting you see it in action. What do you say, soldier?
• I'm in...boss. See? I'm finally getting the hang of all this soldier talk. What's the plan?
• Ascalonian ghosts have been attacking our supply caravans near Grendich Ruins. We're ordered to secure the area and wipe them out.
• Good. It's an honor and a joy serving with the Gear warband. Besides, I never got a chance to fire that big gun.
• Outstanding. Meet us at the ruins and you can light up all the hostiles you want.
• Welcome to the party, Slayer. If those dredge hurt our chugger, I'm gonna hit them so hard their children will be born bruised!
• Pay attention, you rejects! We've planted a mine in the road. It's not armed yet, because I don't want some random idiot setting it off.
• A mine? I thought you wanted to recover the vehicle, not blow it up.
• Quiet, you. This is frontline Iron Legion equipment, not asuran crystal-magic rainbow trash. It might get a dent, but the dredge won't get off that easy.
• You like shredded mole meat, Slayer? Ha! Don't worry, we'll hose the chugger off before we drive it home.
• Gear warband! Take positions in the tree line. Not you, Slayer. I got a special job for you.
• Go in, arm the mine, then fall back. When it detonates under the vehicle, you lead the charge! Ready? Good. Now get moving.
• All clear. Now that was a real kick in the arse! I didn't think dredge had that kind of fight in 'em.
• Stop crowing and sweep the area for survivors. We don't want any more surprises.
• All right, Slayer. It's ours again and you're clear. But if you really want to square things, I've got one more job for you.
• Name it. If I can repay you with interest, so much the better.
• We're ordered to find the Ascalonian ghosts that are attacking caravans near Grendich Ruins and give them a taste of our munitions.
• It'd be my pleasure. I never did get a chance to fire that cannon.
• About time, Legionnaire. Where in the name of the Khan-Ur's claw have you been?
• Apologies, Centurion! We're here now. Gear warband is ready, our chugger is primed and operational, and I've recruited this norn to—
• Spare me the details. Our target is the ghost Count Cargiss. He's been directing the caravan attacks.
• Intelligence places Cargiss and his ghosts in this area. I've had explosive charges placed along that aqueduct. We attack when they go off.
• We're going to kick this hornet's nest to see what comes buzzing out. And if it's Cargiss, we're going to use that chugger to swat him down hard. Clear?
• Crystal. We'll form a defensive perimeter and stand by. Gear warband! Take your positions and wait for the kill order!
• Burn it all! I was hoping for a bigger reaction from our ghostly playmates. Geargrind! You and I are taking a squad in to clear out that aqueduct!
• Have the rest of your warband hold this position and stand by to back us up if we need it.
• Understood, sir. Slayer, Mangonel, take point! The rest of you, stand by and be ready to attack on my signal. Look alive, people! We got a job to do!
• Good work, Geargrind. By the time these ghosts re-form, we'll have shored up our defenses. Take your vehicle and move out.
• Oh, and Legionnaire: I'm recommending your norn auxiliary for a special commendation. That was some damned fine fighting for a civilian. Dismissed!
• Nicely done, Slayer. You impressed the brass and made us all look good. Hey, we even voted to make you an honorary warband member. Congratulations, grunt.
• Ha! Does that come with drinking privileges?
• Only after we park our chugger.
• Done. Until we meet again, good hunting.
• That was excellent. I've seen you fight before, but you're truly in top form now. I think you're ready for this.
• I've never felt stronger or surer, and I chalk that up to everything I've learned from you. Thank you, Eir.
• I... No thanks necessary, Slayer. It was my pleasure to help you realize your potential. Mikkel is in for the toughest fight of his life.
• Make your way to the Great Lodge, where Knut and Mikkel are waiting. Come on, Garm! This is one tournament fight we don't want to miss.
• Welcome to the championship bout, Slayer. You've earned the right to be here.
• Getting this far taught me a lot. Not just about how to fight, but also when to fight, and why.
• What a load. You were just lucky, getting this far. Why don't you quit now, to spare yourself another beating?
• Same old Mikkel: can't build himself up without tearing someone else down.
• You're definitely ready, Slayer. Remember everything you've learned. Mikkel is a great brawler, but he is no hero. You can be both. Good luck!
• Behold the Big Brawl's final round! Now we shall determine this year's winner. Are the competitors ready? Good. Then let the championship bout begin!
• Ladies and gentlemen, please join me in congratulating the winner and new champion of the Big Brawl!
• I want a rematch. I was robbed! I'm stronger than you, tougher than you, and better than you. How could I lose?
• It's not about strength, Mikkel. It's about purpose and conviction. You fought well. Don't dishonor yourself now with this whining.
• Well done, Slayer. Today we saw you come back from defeat, to rise even higher than before. Every norn should take that lesson to heart.