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- These lies get you nowhere. Get out of my sight before I drop you.
- Yes, I'm sure Skarti and Sigfast would rather we work together.
- Weak threats. Weaker than a moa chick.
- The feeling is mutual, believe me.
- That I do. I see you didn't mean any harm. Move along now.
- Flamewall
- %str2%, you can tell him you were treated hospitably by his Wolfborn. Have a good day.
- You as well.
- This shrine is dedicated to Wolverine, one of the Spirits who gave the norn time to escape Jormag's rise and find safety in Hoelbrak.
- Remember Wolverine's valor.
- Call down a meteor shower onto the target area.
- There is a vague emptiness, of something lost and perhaps unable to ever be found again.
- This shrine is dedicated to Ox, one of the Spirits who gave the norn time to escape Jormag's rise and find safety in Hoelbrak.
- Remember Ox's bravery.
- The thumping sound of a heavy animal running can be heard, but it swiftly disappears beyond the reach of any senses.
- This shrine is dedicated to Owl, who was devoured by Jormag. Although Spirits have been missing before, Owl has been destroyed forever.
- Remember Owl's sacrifice.
- What comes next is an assault on the senses. A flurry of feathers, a scream into the maw of oblivion, a creeping coldness. But one sensation towers over them all—hope.
- Shrine to Wolverine
- Shrine to Ox
- Shrine to Owl
- Byrholt
- Thanks for all your help, %str1%, but I'm eager to start working with the Deldrimor steel! Great weapons don't forge themselves, you know.
- Good forging, Beigarth.
- A smith's work is never finished...and the more I talk to you, the less I get done.
- I'll let you get back to work, then.
- I'm waiting to be impressed. Where's my Deldrimor steel? Come on, show me some of the fire that won you a spot in the Great Hunt.
- Don't rush me, smithy. I'll get your steel.
- Ho there, %str1%! Have you managed to kill Windshear, then?
- I have, and plunged your steel into his heart. Here is your weapon, ready to be reforged.
- Um...let's talk later.
- Bless the beast's strength and courage — I can feel it flowing from the steel! A bit more work to temper the weapon, and it will be ready. You must be busy with hero's work; I'll give it to Eir when it's done, and she'll bring it to you when you face Korag.
- Sounds good. Thank you, Beigarth. This will be a fine tale for the moot one day!
- You'll find Windshear near Gaerta's Summit. Eir should be tracking the brute right now; you'll likely find her there. Good luck with the hunt!
- Thanks, Beigarth.
- I'm forging as fast as I can, but you can't rush Deldrimor steel, %str1%, my friend. I'll send it to you by way of Eir when it's done.
- I can't wait to get my hands on such a legendary weapon! Thanks, Beigarth.
- Do you understand the plan?
- Grants nearby allies a chance to gain protection.
- Remind me?
- Tell me more about the Order of Whispers.
- We sneak up behind the dredge and assassinate the leader.
- Go back to the beginning.
- The Order likes to stay out of sight, finding Tyria's hidden secrets, but is gradually getting more open as the dragon threat rises.
- We have fanatics in Hoelbrak, but even the Sons of Svanir make more sense than this. These dredge want revenge on a whole race, so they attack an individual who never wronged them? It's madness.
- I was wondering about that. Who is Ogden, anyway?
- Agreed. But this madness ends here and now.
- A legendary adventurer from another era. He traveled with Jora, one of the norn's greatest heroes, and fought bravely by her side.
- And the dredge want to kill him because he's a dwarf. That IS madness.
- Yes, I'm a member of the Order of Whispers. What would you like to know?