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• Grub Spit
• Malyck is your name? You feel...oddly quiet. Strangely still.
• When did you awaken at the Pale Tree? In what cycle? What did you Dream?
• No Dream? Perhaps you have only forgotten it. If you were badly injured, your memories could be damaged or lost. Perhaps if we look into the Dream itself, we could find them.
• Or we could follow the river and locate the place Malyck describes. Maybe we'll meet someone who knows him and memory will return on its own.
• I must know who I am, to fight the Nightmare Court. Valiant, I trust you. Which do you think is the best method to find the truth?
• You were supposed to wait. Rushing off like that could have gotten you captured or killed. What were you thinking?
• Thinking? I was thinking I should wait! But then I stopped thinking that, because there were krait. Those eels will pay for harming Tegwen!
• All right, loose cannon. I see some krait spires over there. If Tegwen's their captive, they'll be holding her in one of those.
• Double-click to learn how to make the Extended Potion of Inquest Slaying.
• I'm so glad you're safe, Tegwen. I was lost without you. I mean, I knew how to find north, but still—lost!
• I'm very proud of you. You kept the beach clear and you rescued me. Valiant, how did you happen to be in Annwen?
• Trahearne sent me. He hadn't heard from you since the letter you wrote during the storm, where you mentioned an Orrian artifact.
• My mentor! I'm fortunate he was able to send you. He's taught me so much about defeating the creatures of Orr.
• Leave no ally behind.
• Protect Vermoth as he travels to Dwayna's temple.
• Tegwen, are you all right? Thank the Mother Tree, I was so worried.
• Carys? What are you doing here? Why have you left your post? You have a duty to protect Annwen. One of us must be there—
• Don't worry. We'll find him. Everyone gets out of here alive—well, everyone except the krait.
• Oh, Carys. You may not be a genius, but you have such a good heart. Thank you for not giving up on me.
• Defensive Point One Morale Level
• I was out of my head with rage on the day of his coronation. I knew he'd murdered his father, and I publicly accused him before the ceremony. He had me put in shackles and made me watch as he was crowned.
• Bobblehead Laboratory
• Strange. It sounded like Kispik suddenly became smarter. Is such a thing even possible?
• More than possible. That's how skritt operate. When they're alone, they're dumb as an electrocuted rock. Get a few together, and their intellect improves.
• Oh, wow! I wish sylvari got smarter like that!
• Me too, fluff wit. Especially right about now.
• QA Steady Speargun
• Are you sure you can repair these golems, Larra? They look like a total mess to me.
• There we go. This golem's functional. Now then, shall I set its weapons for deep-fat-fry and point it at those annoying rats?
• Larra, imagine you were back in the krait cage, waiting to be eaten. It's the same here. We must protect the weak from the merciless.
• Arena Revives
• What happened? Where did Tegwen go? Oh, brambles! Did the krait take her again? Valiant—help!
• That's definitely not good. Even if I knew how to undo a curse, this mirror's Orrian. It's far more powerful than I can handle.
• We have to take it to Trahearne. He's studied Orr since the early days of the sylvari. He'll know how to help Tegwen.
• Pfft. I was studying forced material transference long before that walking fern fell off the tree!
• Do you see any guards? Any sign of the zalisco extract?
• Plenty of guards. I overheard one mention storing the extract here—but in the northern huts or the southern ones, he didn't say.
• We've just got to hope the Dengatl haven't made that trade. We'll search both sets of huts, and hope for the best.
• We should be careful—there are patrols swimming up and down the river. To get to the huts, we'll need to clear the water first.
• Sounds like a good place to start. Let's move out.
• Stop right there, Dengatl! Surrender the zalisco extract, or surrender your life.
• You're too late! The extract is gone. Tochzotl, speaker of the Ogotl tribe, has taken it away. He's making a great magic: the Eye of the Sun. It will destroy you all.
• Thorns! I've heard of the Ogotl. They're a tribe of mystics. Their speaker must have helped the Dengatl tribe steal the extract.
• This situation just got a lot more dangerous. We should go back to Trahearne and let him know.
• Usually, I'd argue...but this time, I think I agree with you.
• Who are you, and why do you want me?
• I am the Knight of Embers. I was born dreaming of you, and it has been my life's ambition to draw you into nightmare.
• Why? Why do you want me so badly that you would waste lives just to capture me?
• A lone scouting mission? Not for me.