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- Don't worry, we'll help! One warband, together!
- We'll be testing you on your wit! Your strategy! Your mettle!
- Boneskinner
- Fine, fine. Good day to you.
- We have reason to believe they might be trying to infiltrate the Blood Legion.
- Construct
- And Braham's bow.
- Heads up!
- They're invasive, all right! Invaded these very paddocks once too many.
- And Braham's bow.
- You're not exactly close.
- Jory, can you hear me? We're heading up the canyon. How far are you behind us?
- Tried to warn you. You want a promotion? You gotta earn it.
- If Bangar doesn't address what's happening...
- Watch yourself out there, Commander.
- Not on purpose. He doesn't have the support. Or the firepower.
- Ignites Arrows • Cripples
- Kas, it's been a while...
- Damned if you do, damned if you don't. Your call, Commander.
- Regroup at the keep, everyone. We have to talk.
- The Svanir caught up with her long before we arrived. Whoever called us here, it wasn't Almorra.
- What?! Braham, that's not a good idea—
- What's going on in here?
- Bleeds • Poisons • Evades
- And Braham's bow.
- Fahrar Cub
- You want me to talk to them?
- The first checkpoint brazier has been lit.
- Don't like it here. Too many memories.
- I'm a soldier, not a bully. But I'm also not a snitch. They're our warband—we're supposed to stick together.
- Okay, Crecia. I met with the imperators. Nobody seems too upset.
- I've never entered, but I've heard stories. Don't always trust your eyes.
- Ghosts?
- Staff Strike
- ALL WILL BE THIS DRAGON'S LAND!
- Guys, knock it off! Keep your head in the fight!
- Disgrace.
- You're not exactly close.
- Split Spirit
- I was invited to this congregation.
- Eyes forward. Don't let it see your fear.
- My sister... The necromancer drew her out. He's—he's hurting her!
- Gallant Lightbearer Raptor Skin[s]
- Aurene's not a weapon. She's taken a personal interest in repairing Kralkatorrik's damage.
- They'll drop a pheromone sac, and you can use it to trick them into thinking you're one of the hive. Temporarily.
- You ask how high?
- That was a long time ago.
- So, uh. What's the deal with Rytlock and Crecia?
- Any idea where Bangar might be headed?
- No I mean—