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- I hear you've been busy, my friend. I bet it was a satisfying venture to send the Molten Alliance packing. A good kick to the face... I want to hear all the details, maybe over a cold glass of ale?
- I'm just glad we got some alive.
- Don't think I've forgotten about our little deal, you know. I am expecting my ribbon. I'll hang it right over the bar in the club.
- Glorious Canthan Chest
- Participate in all shipwreck events.
- I see you've made a friend.
- An assortment of supplies the Speakers are using to craft their "one-hundred percent organic" incendiary devices, the use of which is ultimately no less cruel than their Brotherhood counterparts'.
- Click to teleport.
- Escort Sangsa to the Harvest Temple.
- Thank you.
- Hint: In a lagoon near the Jade Brotherhood Headquarters
- A dog in a city full of cats? An interesting choice. Good-bye.
- Hint: Fears Nian statues.
- What made you do it?
- Entry 8—I'm home for Dragon Bash after a year away. The Durmand Priory isn't so far from Hoelbrak, but my first-year studies have kept me occupied. Transcribing dragon research for the magisters isn't exactly legend-worthy stuff, but it's important. Also, I learned that my two submissions to the Poetry of Tyria collection were published. Only took five years and twenty attempts, but still, it's something. Entry 22—Myrra was assigned a mentor today. I can still see her pointy-toothed grin when she told me that "there was no shame in being a library shelver" and that it "played to my 'strengths' as a norn." She scurried off after I shot her a look, the little pest. Entry 23—I worked up the courage to ask Magister Stonehealer if he'd take me on as a mentee after he led our class on a group dig at Thunderhead Keep. He looked me over, grunted, and walked off, so it wasn't a hard "no." I don't know what I was expecting. The last thing he wants is some booming giant shadowing him. Myrra was right. Entry 53—Ogden snuck up on me today, somehow. Said he had a task that I was "uniquely qualified for," which turned out to be fetching a very large and old tome from a particularly high shelf. As I did, he asked me what my academic interests were, and I told him the same thing I tell everyone: "Dragons, ancient civilizations, and Snargle Goldclaw novels." He actually chuckled at that last bit. Entry 54—My first big field-study assignment! The team reports to the aerodrome in Lion's Arch tomorrow morning, packed and ready; no other details until we're in the air. I should let Begbie know. I love him, but he has the memory of a marmox sometimes; he'll forget I exist in a month's time. (The diary ends at an unfinished entry.)
- Blood Legion here? I'd have thought the air of politics and diplomacy in this office would be burning your snout.
- Canthan Champion Weapon Box[pl:"Boxes"]
- Great talking with you, Mireille.
- Glorious Canthan Chest
- Use Workbench
- Red Crane Dagger Skin[s]
- Hmph.
- Hint: On a ledge leading to Fort Aspenwood
- You seem far less rigid than the other customs person...
- I can't right now. Maybe later.
- Hint: Perches on a ledge by an expensive mansion.
- Jade Tech Eye Piece
- Torn Cloth
- Time before the leviathan eats its fill: %str1%
- The tribune is a fine leader and whip-smart inventor. Descendant of the famous Drub Gorefang, too! But burn me, he can't organize anything to save his hide. It's a mess.
- Closest I ever got to your tribune. What's he like?
- Quarry Worker
- -Platform QA Team-
- I'll deactivate armorsmith and become a jeweler.
- Damage Increase
- Fine, fine...
- Understood. You've got your hands full.
- Head out the northern gate of the Black Citadel into Diessa Plateau. That's Nolan. Just go northwest of the town, you'll find the hatchery. You can't miss it.
- Siege Level
- Black Lion Material Bag[s]: Icebrood Saga
- Endless Dolphin Tonic[s]
- Good to know.
- Testimony[pl:"Testimonies"] of Jade Heroics
- Is the norn all right?
- Toypocalypse
- Are you enjoying yourself?
- Apparently the dragon rolls are to die for.
- No, that's all I needed to know. Good-bye.
- Moving along. Here I go. Sorry.
- Purist Cache[s]