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• A simple memorial marks the final resting place of Ascalonian hero and Ebon Vanguard Commander, Gwen Thackeray—loving wife of Lieutenant Keiran Thackeray and ancestor to Captain Logan Thackeray.
• Leave.
• 01 Changhai 1638 CC
• Skyscale
• Of course. Hang in there, I'll be right back.
• Complete combo field challenge.
• I'm, um, just trying to figure out the best tactical approach! It's my first time doing this, so...
• Talk your way out of trouble with Dominion forces on the beach 10 times.
• Call Ebon Vanguard soldiers to support you in combat.
• A blast of dark energy damages enemies in the target area.
• Weight of the World
• We prefer to let the Ebon Vanguard and the charr legions bloody their swords with them. Should the situation change, we'll make our move.
• Defiance Bar
• A personal note that looks to have been handwritten with painstaking care.
• We trade as needed. We travel out into the world, to Hanto Trading Post. We do not allow the world in. The weapons we produce sell well in your markets, and we're happy to trade there.
• Ai, Read this one alone. I'm not sure I can be here. I didn't know... What they're asking of us is...it's cruelty, Ai. Anyone who disobeys, anyone who shows sign of the affliction...anyone not human... They tell us that we're purging a sickness from the empire, that we're securing our home for generations of peace. That we're bringing order to a lawless land. This isn't peace. This isn't order. It's murder, Ai. I'm not a murderer. I can't do this. Hyo-Sonn and I are planning to leave. We think we can break away from the main force during the raid and make it to the coastline. If we follow the coast north, Hyo-Sonn says there's a small fishing village her grandmother took her to when she was young. She thinks we can find safe passage there. A way back home. I suspect this will be the last letter you receive for a while. Stay strong. See you soon. —B
• Find Mai Trin.
• Grab some of that bait. Daijun blackfin go nuts for it.
• Gravestone
• Strike nearby foes and begin to store up energy, gaining boons and heat each pulse. After charging, the energy explodes, inflicting conditions on nearby foes.
• Recipe[s]: Dragon Slayer Axe
• Discover this Icebrood Saga Mastery Insight in the Bloodtide Coast Dragon Response Mission, accessed via asura gate in Eye of the North.
• Use the reel to steady the line as you bring the fish in. Don't let it slip away!
• Gravestone
• Unable to move.
• Lengthy Letter[s]
• Dominion Mine
• [lbracket][lbracket]979015[rbracket][rbracket]
• Oh, right!
• Leave.
• What're you—? It's the commander!
• Collected %num1%/%num2% Recipes
• Aquatic Burst
• By seizing a champion's ice-dragon magic with Aurene's gift, you are able to carry it into another Dragon Response Mission.
• Oh, yeah, just, um, plotting my plan of attack!
• Dodge five attacks in a row from Trainer Stone Fist.
• Volatile Waters
• Leave.
• We've heard of you, %str1%. Go on in, but tell no one what you see inside. Secrets must be kept, after all.
• Discover this Icebrood Saga Mastery Insight in the Snowden Drifts Dragon Response Mission, accessed via asura gate in Eye of the North.
• If I were to condense her life into a moment, a floating speck suspended in the gallery of time, where would I find her? Would she be the still frame of a child playing barefoot in a shallow creek, tossing the contents of cupped hands airborne? Does she live in bits of dry grass and plucked hydrangea floating overhead, waiting to be pulled inward in the soft gasp of summer? Or maybe she is the exhale of autumn, echoing in brisk leaves that scamper across a dirt path. Is she caught in an updraft of warm reds and browns burnt with just a tinge of orange? Does she waft over muddied footprints as if she's extinguishing a flame so fragile, you might wonder if it's there? Maybe. Yet, I do not recognize her in the freezing lungs of winter. Not in the indifferent way it holds its chilled breath far longer than it should. To me, she doesn't look like the icy lake or the snow dancing over chilled sand that piles like white ash beneath a fading pyre. I refuse to see her in the silhouette of life frozen against the nothingness of night. No, she isn't that. Instead, I believe she may be the first inhales of spring, gifting existence in its blossoms, tiny, imperceptible, blooming like small rays of the divine. I feel her in the petals of every lilac born sacred in the dawn. Here, I find comfort watching her resurrected in each moment as a perfect being, perfect in the way that the final breath of summer is sometimes all we have to last us until spring.
• What business does a norn have in Ebonhawke?
• Read the letter.
• In the Name of the Law
• Bear's Protection
• Place the extractors around the Harvest Temple.
• My weapon looks like it's on its last legs. Can you ask Rob at the forge if he can spare a weapon before I'm forced to throw it at these destroyers?
• Recipe[s]: Dragon Slayer Rifle
• To Catch a Spider
• Not aware enough, as I see it. But I respect where the animosity's coming from. Not easy to accept a cease-fire after two hundred years of fighting. This very city was a battlefield for a long time.