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• Please help me, Mother! Tegwen is my friend. I'm lost without her. She taught me how to be a Warden...she taught me everything.
• Valiant, you are needed. The three Orders of Tyria are locked in an argument, and the Pale Tree wishes you to settle their differences. She calls upon you to be her Herald, her voice, in this issue...and I think there is more here than meets the eye. Return to the Grove at your earliest chance, and I will explain. —Caithe
• Well said. Hope is more powerful than any weapon. It is a light in the darkness; a star to lead us home.
• Carys, you came after me—again! Did you touch the mirror, too? What were you thinking?
• We're not trapped. Trahearne and the Pale Tree are keeping the mirror's portal open, but there isn't much time.
• You're not kidding? We can go home? Thank the Mother!
• Safely home! Now, Trahearne, close the portal, and we shall all be safe once more.
• Thank you, Mother. I speak for us all when I say we're glad to be home.
• Double-click to gain one random flame-inspired color. Includes a chance at 1 of 6 exclusive colors.
• And the bad news?
• I didn't graduate from some Statics clown college. I've got a plan! You want something done right, go with Dynamics.
• I don't care about stabbics or die-on-niffics or anything else. Tegwen's in trouble! Bring her back, or I'll shove you through that mirror after her!
• Less talk, more think, houseplant. Here's what we're going to do. I'll use a multiflux cluster to tap the mirror's matrix.
• Much. But not always what you might expect. Why? Is something troubling you?
• Tegwen, are you all right? Did the dragon hurt you? I'm so glad it didn't eat you! Is anything missing? You do have all your pieces?
• Zhaitan didn't eat me, but that crazy magical whatchamajig almost ripped me in half! What was that?
• Each canister fully repairs your equipped items without the need of a repair merchant.
• Strange. The krait do not create a fog like this. Neither do the quaggan.
• My name is Branthyn. I represent the Vigil. We can have a platoon arrayed at Overlake Haven immediately. Our soldiers can handle this situation.
• You're asking to risk countless lives. Herald, the Durmand Priory proposes a far safer course of action. My name is Iowerth.
• I'm patient. I can wait centuries for my chance to right this wrong.
• In the Vigil, we prefer to fight our enemies head-on. The best way to protect the haven is to provide military force.
• Branthyn
• Iowerth
• Thorns, the undead are everywhere! We need to draw their attention from the Haven, or it'll be overrun before the rest of our troops arrive.
• I like the way you think. Let's go buy our reinforcements some time.
• Tell me something—are you willing to start dancing before the band arrives?
• Whoops. Well then, I suppose Branthyn and I will be taking over on behalf of the Vigil.
• Thank the Six you're here! If you hadn't arrived so quickly, we'd all be dead.
• Don't count your seedlings before they sprout. More Orrians are on their way, mark my words.
• Er...well...see that zombie over there?
• Station soldiers at the gunnery placements, and hold your ground here in the courtyard.
• Deputy Jenks
• I'll consider it. But tell me something—did you notice that strange-looking creature watching from the hillside?
• I did. I've never seen its like before. If Zhaitan has created something new, we'd better figure it out quick so we can learn its weaknesses.
• Agreed. Let's return to the Grove. The Pale Tree is waiting for our report.
• Glad to see you, Herald. Here we stand, safe and sound above Overlake Haven while the undead march on the field. We're outnumbered twenty to one.
• You sound cheerful, despite the hopeless odds. Are the golems ready?
• I'd say the odds are in our favor, actually! It doesn't take a thousand soldiers to win a battle, it just takes one very smart researcher.
• Priory explorers do a great deal of, ah, research, into abandoned laboratories, ancient ruins...
• Projectiles fired at bubbles will reflect icy missiles that explode and will heal you.
• Peridot Silver Pendant
• I have good news, Mother Tree. Overlake Haven is safe, and the undead have been driven away.
• Mazdak the Accursed? I know that name. One of my firstborn, Riannoc, went to destroy Mazdak many years ago.
• Crewman Casta Scorchsail
• Well met, Herald! I'm so excited about this, I'm positively tingling.
• Your order sounds tremendously exciting. How do we cast the ritual?
• The ritual allows one to step through time and experience the last moments of a subject's life. You will actually, tangibly be there!
• Although Riannoc's death is predetermined, your death is still mutable. The dangers will be quite real—and potentially lethal. You could die as well.
• If this ritual helps me learn what happened, then I'll accept the risk. Just tell me what to do.