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• Press your hand to the earth. The swamp may have swallowed Riannoc's body, but it cannot keep us from contacting his soul.
• Join Tonn at the Mire Sea to sink the bone ship.
• Meet Tonn at the Mire Sea staging area.
• What do you think? I'm not as talented as the queen of Divinity's Reach, but my work as a mesmer is a benefit to the Order of Whispers.
• It's...a little unnerving, to be honest. I feel mushy and unwieldly.
• Reckoner's Waypoint
• Well, you won't have to wear it for long. According to our records, Riannoc's squire was named Waine. This human settlement is his place of birth.
• Last night, I was overcome with thoughts...images of my companions back home.
• Victory or Death
• Remember, we're big, floppy human bandits. We're not afraid of anything. Ready? Let's go!
• Not bad, cutter. The whole camp's talking about you. Running this place is a lot like herding cats. So, do you know Waine well?
• Absolutely. Waine and I have been old friends since we were tiny, weak, pink fleshlings.
• You mean since you were...children? Right. Okay, got it. Heh. You're pretty funny, cutter. Look, I hardly know the bloke, but he's like a brother to Jat.
• Hey, Jat! Some people up here wanna talk to you about Waine.
• Queldip
• Officer on site! Stand at attention!
• Fresh meat, I see. If you haven't come here to fight against the tyrant queen, then get out—or get dead.
• Fight the queen of Kryta? Oh! Yes, of course. That's what we're here for. Oh, and to find an old friend named Waine. Is he around?
• Waine? I know him, but I don't know whether you can be trusted. People around the camp might need a hand. Prove yourself to them, and you prove yourself to me.
• Pirates Pillaged
• When traveling through griffon country, one should always keep an eye on the sky as well as the ground.
• She deserved better than this. Hekja was a pill, but she was our pill. Let's tear this place down.
• The destroyers at Pinion Pass were overpowered, thanks to your assistance. This small victory has given the Priory time to regroup, but the destroyers will return. As long as Primordus lives, we'll have no rest. Perhaps one day, you will end it all. I've seen your strength, and I believe you're capable of such a feat. Good luck, %str1%. —Kruppa
• Calm down, Jat. We just want to find Waine. Do you know where he is?
• If you touch a hair on my head, Waine'll hunt you down and beat you up. He can do it, too! He's got a magic sword!
• Ronan's Waypoint
• A magic sword, huh? Let me guess. It's about so long, sort of leafy-looking, glowy...
• That's the one! He stole it from some stupid sylvari named Riannoc. Swiped it right out of his hand and left him to fight some lich!
• Drop a bottle of stimulating liquor, granting Fury and Swiftness.
• Thanks. That's exactly what we needed to know.
• Arcanist Kruppa
• Welcome back, Herald. Tell me, have you learned of Riannoc's fate?
• Both are interesting suggestions. Iowerth, your thoughts?
• Treasonous snake. Let's jump down there and break it out of his hand!
• You there, sylvari! We don't see many of you around here. Either of you want to fight in the pit?
• I will! Who's that guy down there now? I'd like to fight him.
• That's Waine, our current champion. First you have to survive the preliminary rounds. Then you can fight Waine.
• You're outmatched, Waine, but I'm not here for your life. I'm here for Caladbolg. Give me Riannoc's sword, and I'll let you go.
• The sword is mine! Riannoc wasn't worthy of it. He was willing to give his life...for what?
• Hey there, Herald. Ready to have a little fun at this villain's expense?
• I have no pity for Waine. He stole Riannoc's sword and fled, leaving the firstborn to die. He deserves the worst we can throw at him.
• First, we replace the pitmaster with someone that doesn't like Waine, so all his fights will be hard ones.
• Dual Wield. Throw a dagger that Cripples nearby foes and returns to you.
• Set a trap that cripples foes.
• I'll remember that—after we swipe the sword.
• You've got it. Now, c'mon, let's sow some chaos and get home before anyone knows we were here.
• So, you're Waine? I've heard of you. You're a famous gladiator from Lion's Arch. Let me buy you a drink to celebrate your upcoming victory.
• Nah. I don't drink before a fight without a good reason, and I don't drink alone.
• Er...well, that's all right. I'll share one with you. Come on, just this once? What's the harm?
• Well, I suppose. Not like you twigs are any threat, after all. Bottoms up!