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- In Caledon Forest. Icebrood?
- You could've led with that, Gorrik.
- Shimmering Aurora Cape and Glider Combo[s]
- Is that something they'd be interested in? I mean, with the Flame Legion back in the picture—
- You want Aurene on your side. Why?
- Me? What do y—
- Pretty small sample size.
- Is this far enough? We're only going to get more of these the farther in we go.
- They've gone pretty quiet.
- Let's do what we can do.
- Many of us were ready to die. But you...saved us. You and your friends. Allies never came to our side before.
- You're dooming those mortals to centuries of—darkness, limbo, who knows what?
- That's a lot on your shoulders, Braham. And more is at stake.
- Retains liquid properties in the harshest of temperatures.
- Herd them? For what?
- You know Primordus so well, why do you need the asuras' research?
- We need to have a chat with Bangar.
- Those bonfires! You can light your arrows and melt the damn thing!
- Braham!
- I'm farther ahead, Commander—at the Ascalonian Settlement.
- The Dominion of Winds faces the same threat we all do. Perhaps there is hope of a stronger alliance between us.
- Good-bye.
- I wish Aurene were taking a more active role. She's hesitating—and I'm not sure why.
- Surely you, too, crave more stimulating conversation than mortals can provide. Unless...
- Cripples
- It sets the mind a certain way, always having enemies at the gates. First charr, then Renegades and Separatists...
- There! The Ebon Vanguard! They'll rally the city—help us push the destroyers back underground!
- How does this fit into your strategy? You've already betrayed one ally—
- I know. The ice dragon's showing their true colors.
- You're not just any charr, Crecia. You're an imperator. And you'd be the first imperator to set foot in that city.
- Gold Rank Chest
- Retreat to Eye of the North
- Appreciate the extra hand. Time is of the essence. This way!
- I'm also a norn who sometimes walks as a bear. Lots of things can be true at the same time.
- Step into the Scrying Pool, Champion. Braham's journey awaits.
- Can't say I was expecting you to have my back.
- Braham—
- I don't think Jormag's the "ignore them and they'll go away" type.
- Yeah, he is—for us. For all the right reasons, Commander.
- I'm not too far away. What's up?
- Canach? Is that Canach?
- A recipe to make a Fiery Dragon Slayer Rifle.
- How long have you been seeing movement under Rata Sum?
- Good-bye.
- Braham's sacrificed himself to protect us all. How could he—
- Rytlock. Braham—
- Destroyers incoming! Time to evacuate. Everybody, get to the portal!
- You entitled bastard.
- Not unless they do something that crosses the line again. Not to mention the destroyers are getting worse.
- And today we were. Primordus tried to surprise us. He failed. Good work, all of you.