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• How can you be so cold?
• It's simple: Love leaves you. People die. Such is life. If we allow loss to rule our actions, then we are dead as well.
• Come. The village of Astorea needs us more than the dead do.
• Greetings, Valiant. I want you to meet Trahearne, another of the sylvari firstborn.
• Caithe speaks well of you—and she rarely speaks well of anyone. I need your help, Valiant.
• The Hazupl tribe have agreed to give us a sample. Two sylvari, a pair of twins named Arlon and Pellam, were sent to retrieve it.
• Sylvari born from the same pod are extremely rare, and hylek consider twins to be sacred. The tribe agreed to trade only if they could meet Arlon and Pelham.
• I'd be glad to help. Tell me where they're making the trade, and I'll see that everything goes well.
• They will be meeting the Hazupl caravan just north of Mabon Market to make the trade.
• Trahearne
• Hello. Are you Arlon and Pellam?
• That's us! Slayers of wyrms, jungle plants, and undead of all kinds, at your service. How can we help you?
• Exemplary
• Oh, yes! Very. That's why Pact agents are here. To research the orb's power, and to keep that power away from the Inquest.
• Oh, this should be fun. Hylek are fascinating. Don't worry about the formalities—I'll do the talking. I enjoy meeting new friends.
• Run as fast as you can!
• There's a homicidal golem on the loose, and you want to talk? Get a move on!
• My brother and I will guard it well. It will stay in our care until we place it in Trahearne's own hands.
• Vile, sunless wretch—Mahuti of the Hazupl! You dare trade hylek secrets with outsiders? The Dengatl tribe will not allow this. To protect the extract, we will take it from you by force!
• May the sun god blister your skin, Dengatl thief. We will defend ourselves!
• How dare those Dengatl threaten our allies. Ready your weapons and charge! We can drive them off!
• No, don't attack! Feint! We can lead the other tribe astray, and escape in the confusion. Here, follow me!
• Wait, both of you! We have to guard the Hazupl. Don't run off—HEY!
• Speaker Mahuti
• Briars! The Dengatl took the zalisco extract while we were fighting! This is your fault, Pellam.
• My fault? If you'd stayed behind while I led them away, the extract would have been safe.
• The sun has turned its face from us! I never should have come here. I never should have agreed to give you the zalisco extract.
• I'm deeply sorry, Speaker Mahuti. We'll retrieve the extract before anything else goes wrong.
• Our orders are to keep the Inquest from endangering our troops. We'll keep them busy with the edge of our swords.
• Good idea! Valiant, why don't you meet us there?
• You sound like you believe that. Hrrm. I wish I did. The Dengatl will use that sap to create powerful poisons. I must return and tell my chief what has happened.
• Greetings, Valiant. I want you to meet Trahearne, another of the sylvari firstborn.
• I'm glad to meet you, but I'm afraid we have no time for proper welcomes. There is a more immediate matter at hand.
• I'll take the third. Where do you need me to go?
• Scale Shoulders
• Greatsword
• You fight well, stranger. I'm grateful you came along. I hope you'll forgive my initial mistrust.
• Cloth Shoulders
• It was in the heat of battle. It's understandable. Tell me, do you know why the Nightmare Court were here? It's not like them to attack the Wardens head-on.
• I do. It seems that they wanted me. I don't know why. I've never met their kind before and I'm certainly no friend to them.
• Whatever the Nightmare Court is planning for you, I can assure you—it isn't pleasant. Come back to the Grove with me, where you'll be safe.
• Nightmare Court Mace
• Greetings, Valiant. I want you to meet Trahearne, another of the sylvari firstborn.
• Warden Tegwen patrols the beach at Annwen, destroying the Risen that wash in from Orr. We exchange many letters on the subject.
• I'd be happy to go and look for her, Trahearne. If she's in trouble, I'll lend her a hand.
• I'm ready to witness the dragon's corruption. I'm not afraid.
• I'm looking for Tegwen, too. A firstborn sent me to check on her. Who are you?
• Teg—oh! You're not Tegwen. Thorns and brambles, where is she?
• My name is Carys. Tegwen and I are both Wardens here in Annwen. We're supposed to protect the beach, but I can't—oh, no! The Risen are coming!
• Please, stranger. Help me keep those monsters off the beach! We'll talk after!