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• Ouch.
• Servant
• Ploint
• Now that I have enough eggs, I have merely to infuse them with the power from this matrix shard. I love infusion!
• 'Tis a thing of beauty. A magical raptor egg!
• Those humans and their mettlesome Krytan hounds. Bah! My Ploint raptors will make a snack of those pooches.
• Ebon Vanguard Longbow
• Actually, a little more giantosity wouldn't hurt. Weak things come in small packages.
• Luckily, I have this norn growth hormone. Ah, sweet serendipity.
• Now, I just wait for it to hatch!
• It's hatching! The greatest guard pet ever conceived ex utero is alive! I'm thunderstruck by my own genius.
• Wait! Enough growing. As your creator, I command you to cease this expansion—at once!
• Oh, dear.
• Well, that could have gone better. Perhaps next time, a little more magic would be in order.
• I suppose you expect some sort of effusive thanks for your efforts, but a job well-done is its own reward, so no thanks for you.
• I've got a plan that will revolutionize home security for the new millennium!
• Bring me all the raptor eggs you can find. You know what they say: you scratch my back, I pay you.
• Stop the jotun from stealing back their ancient weapons.
• Jotun weapons remaining
• Jotun Weapons Protected
• Kill the jotun carrying stolen weapons.
• Scholar Alexis
• I found these jotun weapons in the caves nearby. They're fascinating!
• The blades resonate with ancient magic. Studying them might help us understand jotun civilization.
• In any case, we can't return them to the jotun. I fear what they'd do with such power.
• The jotun are coming! Looks like they want their weapons back.
• Stop them! Defend the weapons!
• Here they come!
• I'll cover you! From over here.
• What's going on here, Alexis?
• It's the jotun! They're stealing the artifacts we found.
• That can't happen. Those weapons are dangerous!
• The jotun are attacking the camp! They're taking all the weapons I found!
• Let's keep track if the tanks this time, okay?
• The jotun used the relics' magic to create a monster from the bodies of the fallen.
• That's terrible. The dead should know peace, not more warfare.
• I'm investigating the jotun.
• Blast Damage
• Gate of Madness
• I like your attitude, soldier.
• I knew we should requisition another storm detector. Now our precious field equipment is buried in snow.
• Your concern is touching. I am more worried about our scribes freezing to death.
• Oh, yes. I'd hate to fill out the paperwork for that.
• Look at those dark nimbostratus clouds. A storm's coming, and our research team is still out there.
• Ah, yes. They won't be able to raid my supply room for books and ink today. Tragic.
• Don't you understand? They don't have cold weather gear. They could freeze—and die!
• Death from exposure is horrendous. I've read all about it. You should do something!
• (laugh) Bow down, you lesser races. Behold the power of the jotun!
• Arise, storm! North winds...blow!
• Crush our foes in your icy grip. Smother them in snow.