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- Pfah! Those useless "protectors"? That's ridiculous. No, I patrol on my own.
- Why?
- Dredge! Conniving thieves from underground, polluting Hoelbrak. My legacy will be to wipe them out.
- Killing them all sounds extreme.
- I've heard enough. Farewell.
- No. They don't deserve to draw breath, much less burrow the ground under my feet.
- How did you get this grudge?
- What can you do about it?
- Enjoy your crusade. I'm leaving.
- I've spoken to Whitebear and his impotent sons. They are fine with vermin infesting our homestead, so I am taking justice into my own hands. Bear will be proud of me.
- Take care on your hunt then.
- You're right. I need to control my emotions. They destroyed my camp, you know? Killed one of my pack animals.
- I understand. Take a breath, then go.
- Oh no, those beasts hate fire. It's an incredibly potent weapon, and the dredge glow red in the flames while making such beautiful screams. If there are survivors, they leave and do not return.
- You disturb me. I shall take my leave.
- Conniving thieves from underground, they come up to the surface and attack us. What they can't steal, they destroy. I don't have time to talk. I have to go kill a few.
- Wait. Even a great hunter like you shouldn't go off half-cocked.
- Hold on. You'll get yourself killed if you run in there angry.
- I wish you luck.
- Indeed. Then you know. Listen, and I'll tell you all about it.
- Glad we understand one another. So, what did they do?
- Oh, I just remembered something important I need to do. Excuse me.
- Including you? I know you'll be on my side once you hear my tale.
- Maybe. Let's hear the story first.
- I'm studying how creatures interact when they have no social maxims to influence their behavior.
- My partner was a good man who could mine copper better than anyone. Three years back, he went out to mine a rich vein and never came back.
- Go on.
- We searched the mines for days. He was dead when we finally found him, his body broken and battered.
- You blame the dredge?
- There were many sets of dredge footprints by his body, some fresh, some a few days old. They were clearly walking past him, back and forth, while he slowly died.
- Vanquish every enemy group, including ambushes and traps, while helping Taimi collect parts for her device.
- I'd be enraged, too.
- How do you know that's how it went.
- No. Not rage. Hatred! What they did, letting him linger in suffering. I won't stand for it.
- You're sure they didn't try to save him?
- I can't hear any more. You have my sympathy.
- Bear help me, are you justifying how vile beasts watched my love die? Go, leave before I show you the true measure of my hatred.
- Golems aren't really "creatures."
- You need to stop letting the grief blind you.
- Hello, there. Sample some brew? It's my latest creation, maybe my best.
- What do you create?
- Your resolve cannot be broken!
- Bear's teeth! You haven't heard of Friesson premium dark draft? We have more than twenty varieties, each handcrafted from family recipes going back three generations!
- Tell me more!
- Ha! You're getting thirsty just thinking about our fine ales. Talk to one of my assistants. They'll give you a menu and pour you a brew.
- What makes your ale so special?
- Thanks. I will do that.
- Anyone can throw random ingredients together and churn out a keg, but a true crafter puts in the extra time to make it stand out. I taste and taste until it's perfect.
- I'm sold, and thirsty.
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