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• Let's follow this bozo and listen in. We might learn something.
• Apples! Apples for sale, come get a nice quiet apple! Psst! They're so quiet, you might say they're whispering!
• Knock knock! Who's there? You! Buying an apple.
• Apples, not pears! Here's, not there's! Come buy an apple?
• Well, see, when one part of a plan works, I like to stick with it.
• Watch it, princess.
• I'll escort Demmi to the Lion's Arch safehouse. Meet us there!
• Am I glad to see you. Their leader, Yasala, agreed to speak with us. I've never seen a woman so big!
• Hey, Demmi? Got a moment?
• My name is Tybalt Leftpaw, Lightbringer of the Order of Whispers, and that's Agent to you!
• These aren't apple barrels!
• So far, so good.
• (sigh) I'm seeing apples. I mean, stars. Floating all around my head.
• Oh no, you don't! That's my friend!
• Head through the Agora. We've got a ways to go yet.
• Act casual. Probably gonna get jumped, but still, casual.
• We're making good time. Head through the Western Ward.
• Long narrow path between rocks, huh? That's not dangerous or anything.
• The docks should be close now.
• Keep going! Be on the lookout for a Captain Conerry.
• There's Captain Conerry! Looks like we're in the clear!
• Whew, it's too cold out here. Gets in my joints, makes my hand hurt...heh, well, what's left of it.
• Whew, that's one solid barrier. Remind me to build myself a battering-ram hand.
• Those aren't gods, they're Sons of Svanir. Acolytes of the ice dragon. Take 'em down!
• Spiders? Great. Now I'll be imagining phantom legs crawling on me for the next week.
• Watch it. That thing was a norn once, and now it's full of the dragon's power.
• Looks like we have company.
• The more this grawl bleeds, the more trouble he draws. We need to find him fast.
• There he is. Quick, get that beast off his back so we can talk to him.
• Ooh, he's a slippery cuss, isn't he? Don't worry, we'll get him.
• There he goes again. How does he move so fast on those flipper feet?
• Now that's a fierce wind! Better stay close to the walls until it dies down.
• Grawl can be twitchy. I don't like being surrounded by 'em with no clear exit.
• Look at all those grawl. One way or the other, this will be interesting.
• More of them? This must be Imp Day.
• That poor skritt. I feel...kinda sorry for her.
• Don't let him rush in by himself! It's too dangerous!
• First group is away. Second group: go!
• Second group's safe! Third group: start swimming!
• Third group's clear. Fourth group: hurry! We're nearly done.
• Look alive, my friends. We need to shore up these defenses.
• Watch out! They're coming out of the ground, too!
• I've been meaning to check out the Brand. You think any of those ogres are still alive?
• I still doubt that a bunch of mutts will be any help...but then again, I'm not an ogre.
• It's not glamorous work, but it's essential. Good lumber makes strong fortifications.
• Skritt. They don't have a lot of brains...but they do have a lot of random junk.
• Looks bad. Lots of bodies. Lots of destroyers. What's the plan?
• Wow. The centaurs stole all this from the Seraph?
• When I say that bomb is big, I mean the Iron Legion would consider it "regulation size."
• The door was locked when I got here. Good thing I was raised Iron Legion.