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- I wonder why they didn't just move the arena.
- What would you do if the undead did arrive?
- Ah, the foolish vigor of youth. Fieldwork is what the krewes, golems, and (clears throat) security teams are for!
- Quite a tale. The part where he spilled his own blood on the bloodstones...
- Activate
- That's what makes it a mystery-no one knows! Enter the portal and you'll be taken on a wild, wonderful trip through the Mists. You could wind up anywhere, see anything! There are no limits!
- We will meet soon.
- I saw... What was that?
- Jeweling Station
- This is the Undermarket. You come here to buy, sell, or hire. "Unique" goods and services got by questionable means. You're looking for legitimate wares, take your business elsewhere...if you get out alive.
- You can't see me. I'm invisible.
- What's wrong? Don't like the surprise?
- If you see any books or pages while you're looking around, can you bring them back to me?
- Okay.
- Dang it.
- Practice Dummy
- But he still needs a warband. Cubs are gonna pick fights with him left and right.
- No. No! I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for me. Me! Nobody tells me what to do. Not ever.
- I could always use a stronger set of armor.
- We have representatives in the major cities, as well in a large number of the Lion's Arch Havens. You can pick up your purchases from them. Look for our distinctive banners!
- Come on, this way. You'll be safe here. We'll protect you.
- ...Yes?
- Prototype Vermilion slams enemies in front of it with a backswing of its massive hammer.
- She's right. Everyone there wants to come here, and nobody from there wants to go back.
- Why don't we start with the brews.
- Traveler
- Very little, honestly. We returned and delivered the Claw to the charr, which brought them to the negotiating table. The rest is history.
- What is this thing?
- Protected • Leaps
- Thank you. Without your help, I'm not sure we'd have survived.
- Dwarven Bellows
- I'll take one.
- Travel time is instantaneous, ma'am. You enter the gate here and exit there.
- That'll be better than nothing when this blows up. All right: yes. That bag is from a Consortium operation. It's got something to do with this portal. That's all I know, I swear!
- Well, two-legs, come to laugh at an outcast? My own tribe mocked me for studying our history, cast me out for vying for peace. And now, here I am.
- I'm not ready to decide yet.
- It's a fine inn. See you.
- Lionguard
- Stop it! Don't let it attack!
- Zaishen Engineer
- Ah, speak with my associate next to me. He'll handle that transaction.
- No deal, Captain "the Lost."
- I must be on my way. See you later!
- (angry hiss) Kill them and destroy their supplies! The rest of their kind will starve.
- I had a magic ship—the "Capricorn." Be it tidal waves, storms, or cannon fire, nothing could breach that hull. She sailed under her own power, barely needed a crew.
- Hold that thought.
- Thanks.
- I was...'til you opened your mouth.
- I do, in fact. Apparently, to soldiers like those in the Vigil, changing your approach to combat every once in awhile is considered prudent. Not my style, but maybe it'll help you.
- I think it's time I revisit some of my feelings about Blish.