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- Jonkor was right, but it'll be tough. We need lumber, and the only grove close enough is full of harpies.
- We can fell trees with a single blow, but someone needs to keep those filthy birds off us. I hate those things.
- Consider your backs watched. I'm not thrilled at the idea of punching down trees...but since this is an emergency, I'll say no more.
- Good. And don't hold back: the world needs less harpies. Let's get started.
- Builder Gorkan
- Not bad. I'm surprised a young race like yours can act so cool in a crisis.
- Thank you very much! But we're not done helping yet. We still plan to stand with you in defense of your kraal.
- We'd be honored to have you join us. Uldek was a great leader, but now he's a great threat. Nobody likes the idea of putting him down, but...
- Hoo, Baroosh. You look...oh, hoo. These Order of Whispers people came to talk. Falooaloo is in trouble. OooOOoo. Baroosh, please. It hurts quaggan to see you like this.
- Bow of Truth
- Pleased to meet you, Baroosh. If you don't mind my saying, I've never seen a quaggan with your...attitude. It's refreshing.
- The others don't like quaggan's lack of shame, but this form is part of who quaggans are. So, quaggan protects Falooaloo from bad-ice giants and their wolves from up here.
- The player you were trying to whisper was not found. Please ensure you have entered their name correctly.
- Bad-ice giants—like that corrupted norn we fought, yes. Listen, those giants and wolves are making bad-ice quaggans. And they're coming for Falooaloo.
- Quaggan would have to see that for quaggan's self. Quaggan will trail the wolves to their den. If what you say is true, quaggan will help.
- Baroosh
- If you don't mind my saying, I like your unique look. I thought your people were...uncomfortable with their enraged state.
- Find the way through Spelunker's Delve.
- Spelunker's Delve
- Target Channel
- All those corrupted quaggans—one of Jormag's more powerful lieutenants must be involved. This is even bigger than we thought, Baroosh.
- And quaggans' eggs are almost ready. Please, you need to protect Falooaloo. Teach quaggans to fight like you, so quaggans can get the newly hatched pups to safety.
- Quaggan sees. The bad ice is worse than ever, spreading quicker, doing more damage. Yes, quaggan will fight and teach you to fight—for Falooaloo.
- Quaggan could kiss you, Baroosh! Thank you! It won't be long before the eggs hatch. With your...bravery and skill, Falooaloo has a chance.
- Excellent. Let's all meet back at the village. When they come, the dragon brood won't be expecting resistance. They'll be surprised to find us.
- The Risen are trying to retake Fort Cadence's center.
- Bow Fidget
- All those corrupted quaggans—one of Jormag's more powerful lieutenants must be involved. This is even bigger than we thought, Baroosh.
- All those corrupted quaggans—one of Jormag's more powerful lieutenants must be involved. This is even bigger than we thought, Baroosh.
- You can only listen in this channel.
- Excellent. We'll all meet back at the village. Together, we'll stop the dragon brood and give your people a chance to start over, as mine did.
- Good! Order friend arrives. Here is plan. Centaurs get their boom powder from Krytan caravans, steal from Seraph.
- You, distract guards. Blow up three boom powder stores we picked. Big noise, guards will come to see. Meanwhile, we steal other boom powder.
- You skritt are smarter than I thought. We'll give you the cover you need. Good luck.
- Once we have that bomb, we turn that destroyer queen into a pile of rubble. Sound tactics. Come, Crusader. Let's make some noise.
- Btorr
- Well done, Btorr! Looks like we got enough gunpowder to turn that queen into pebbles and dust.
- Yes! Yes, good. Ftokchak will be back at the village now, with any scouts he could save from the tunnels.
- I'm sorry, Gara. The false god, the Sons of Svanir...they were stronger than we thought.
- So many of my people gone, our homes destroyed. That was no god, but its fury was just as bad. What did you call it? Dragon minion?
- Yes. The Elder Dragons send them out to claim as much of Tyria as they can.
- I'm sorry, Gara. The false god, the Sons of Svanir...they were stronger than we thought. You fought bravely, but sometimes that just isn't enough.
- So many of my people gone, our homes destroyed. That was no god, but its fury was just as bad. What did you call it? Dragon minion?
- Yes. The Elder Dragons send them out to claim as much of Tyria as they can.
- I'm sorry, Gara. The false god, the Sons of Svanir...we didn't have time to prepare. You fought bravely, but in war, sometimes that just isn't enough.
- So many of my people gone, our homes destroyed. That was no god, but its fury was just as bad. What did you call it? Dragon minion?
- Yes. The Elder Dragons send them out to claim as much of Tyria as they can.
- Looks like you've been busy. The defenses are coming along nicely. How long until they are ready?
- Not long. I will not let this village die because I could not see such an obvious threat.
- You're not the first to underestimate the dragons. By rights, something so powerful shouldn't be so subtle.