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• And they will. My time for glory may be past, but with heroes like the Slayer to inspire us, the ice dragon's days are surely numbered.
• May we all be there when Jormag falls. Until then, I dedicate my victory to all norn, everywhere. Come, help me celebrate!
• Koda sees that this choice was a difficult one, but he blesses you for seeing the greater wisdom in destroying the horn.
• There's still a chance, Slayer. We can take the horn back to Hoelbrak for safekeeping.
• No, Eir. We've seen what it can do. If the Sons of Svanir captured it again, we would be giving them a weapon that could kill scores of people. The horn must be broken.
• Then I seek your aid, southerners. Purifying this horn will not be easy. The energies inside are potent, and will not be purged easily. Speak to me when you are prepared.
• I wish we could have saved the horn. Perhaps you made the right choice, Slayer.
• The kodan were right. The horn was corrupted and too dangerous to keep. I can always honor my ancestors in other ways. Their legacy lives on in me.
• Be warned, Slayer. Memory has its own weight, and without warning you can become crushed under it, like an avalanche.
• Enough about the past. Garm and I need to tell Fastulf that the danger has passed. I'm sure we will meet again soon. May the Spirits guide your path, Slayer.
• You as well, Eir. Safe travels.
• Something troubling you, Slayer? You've been as silent as snowfall since we left the kodan.
• It's the horn. I was irresponsible for gambling it away in the first place. It's not the best way to honor a legacy.
• And yet you tracked it down, fought Varg, and rescued the horn. I was proud to stand with you. You truly honored a legacy, and infused it with your own.
• When I was young, I thought our legends were built on drinking and killing. Turns out it gets forged in quieter moments, like now, standing with a friend after an adventure.
• I am honored to be your friend. It's been a while since I've used that word.
• Place the horn on the trophy mount. Let us reflect on what we've learned, friend.
• It's shattered. All that work, and the horn is broken. I thought we could save it. I thought we could keep Romke's legacy in your hands.
• Yet the horn saved us and defeated the Sons. If it were a norn, we would say that it fought and died well. And we would celebrate that norn's legacy.
• What's important is what we take away. I can be obsessed about the pieces on the ground or be inspired by the legacy. I choose inspiration.
• That's a choice I've wrestled with, too. Travel well, Slayer. Until we meet again.
• If Zhaitan can absorb the orb's magic, then we must destroy it. But we hope to find a way to use the orb against the dragon.
• That would be great. Good luck to you.
• Everything! The Inquest are trying to exploit the orb's power. But its magic is too volatile. Who knows what they'll unleash?
• Can't the Pact do something?
• Seen that orb in Pyrite Peninsula? Fascinating! And hazardous. We're here to keep it from endangering our troops.
• Thank you very much!
• Your Harpoon attacks do more damage.
• Skarti
• What's going on? What was that all about?
• Skarti, son of Knut Whitebear and head of the Wolfborn, brings word of trouble in Hoelbrak.
• I don't understand. Did I hear you refuse to help?
• My time as a hero has come and gone. You're the hero that Hoelbrak needs now.
• I will follow and advise you, of course, but this is your time and your challenge.
• Story Achievement
• You are now a full member of the Durmand Priory.
• Risen Corrupter
• Gain might when you block attacks.
• Welcome, Slayer. I'd like you to meet representatives from the Vigil, the Durmand Priory, and the Order of Whispers. They need your help.
• I'm honored. I'll do what I can, but first I need to know more. What's the situation?
• Dredge activity's rising sharply up north. We've been finding dead bodies with horrific and inexplicable wounds.
• Risen Plaguebearer
• All three orders have an interest, so we need to combine our efforts...but we can't agree on a course of action. I'll let them elaborate.
• Gas Mask
• Welcome, Slayer. I'm Ifwyn from the Order of Whispers. We specialize in covert activity: information, infiltration, and assassination.
• Double-click to apply this look to any other helmet.
• Agent Ifwyn
• Another patrol, all dead. And by Snow Leopard's tail, look at the bodies. Mutilated...and dredge tracks all around. They'll pay for this, I swear it.
• Your soldiers put up quite a fight. We need to discover how the dredge managed to take out a trained Vigil squad.
• We need to gather the rest of our group.