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• Relic collection ends in: %str1%
• Oh yeah, just fine. Dagda told me not to think about what would happen if we were to fall out of the sky, straight into the ocean... What if I'm trapped in the library and drown...? I can't swim!
• Exactly like that. How'd you get your mitts on such a piece?
• Defeat treants to obtain a treat for your skyscale. More likely to drop from champions.
• If Sorrow knew, she'd... (sighs)
• To High Dive
• Yes, her...antics in the Mists demonstrated a complete disregard for morals and ethics. We debated whether to get involved, but Isgarren and Lyhr decided against.
• Tasty Moss-Covered Bark[pl:"Bark"]
• Why didn't Isgarren help protect us from the dragons? He was watching this whole time.
• ...It's a ship for the air. Not exactly a complicated concept. But, like I said, wouldn't do a bit of good against dwarven fortifications.
• I headed back into the wizards' "fractals" to track down rifts and search for evidence of "Bad Lyhr" (aptly titled by R'tchikk to denote the dwarf's crankier half) while the rest of the team made plans for us to push toward the Wizard's Tower—that march being our next objective. While I was navigating the islands, however, a voice, which didn't belong to Peitha, rang in my head and froze me in place. It belonged to a Kryptis named Eparch, the "Midnight King," and he's on the hunt for Isgarren. The voice was so menacing that even Peitha stirred. Her words quickly overcame his and pushed him aside. She warned me of speaking his name too loudly for fear of attracting Eparch's gaze. Once again, and maybe against my better judgment, I think I'll listen to her. ***
• Astral Ward Manticore Skyscale Skin[s]
• Why not?
• "Meditation: The Ultimate Weapon"
• We met them at the pass in Thunderhead Peaks: five thousand of our finest soldiers blocking the only way forward for the Stone Summit forces. We were outnumbered, yes, but the narrow pass would force them to fight on our terms, and our archers controlled the cliff faces. It was our best opportunity to stop their advance. Had it been only the traitors, we'd have surely prevailed; their first wave crashed weakly into our shields and were cut down by our support from above. Then the mursaat appeared. I've seen many things in my day, but the horrors they inflicted on our forces will haunt me to my dying breath. Within minutes of their assault our lines broke, soldiers trampling each other as they fled. The mursaat killed most of us as we fled. But after what I saw that day, I think they might have been the lucky ones.
• Quiet now. Getting some of them to fall asleep has been far more challenging than tending to their wounds. Kryptis influence is not kind to a quiet mind.
• Defeat %num2% players in ranked matches during Conquest Season Thirty-Eight.
• Ask away, traveler.
• I gathered the saddle materials.
• I literally just said... No, not right now. They're banged up and need to rest before they go out anywhere.
• Interesting. Perhaps later I can find the book that belongs here.
• Cerus's regret is being empowered. Destroy this embodiment to prevent Cerus from increasing the power of his Crushing Regret.
• Permanent Crafting Station Contract
• The Reliquary
• Use your skyscale to intercept magic around the extractor.
• Petrify
• Yes, like any number of the critical objects sprinkled throughout the bastions. This is a very dangerous place to have under attack.
• Play with all shrine guardian infants in Amnytas at least once.
• But then I saw what you could do—I felt what you had done...
• Your lantern belongs to a dwarf of the Waylit family. Rand.
• Defeated %num1%/%num2% Enemies in Ranked Matches during 3v3 Season Nine
• Recipe[s]: Relic of the Thief
• The stars... I can't hear them.
• Neat.
• Astral Manticore Skyscale Mounts Pack now available!
• A Simple Task
• We discreetly planted the coin on a patron of Club Canach and observed a marked increase in their moa race winnings; however, they chose Lil Thunder every time. Did the coin help the moa or the man?
• All right. Let's talk another.
• I'd save the farm.
• I'll check back in later, then.
• Bastionmere
• I am protected by the stars!
• Infuse a Xunlai electrum ingot with the power of this location.
• Echo of Turai
• If the fox pokes his head into one too many burrows, who knows what will snap at his face...
• The transport has finished.
• The skyscale's Blast skill, [lbracket]%str1%[rbracket], can be used to engage enemies. While on land, leap into the air and breathe fire ahead of you. While in the air, descend toward the ground before attacking.
• A good way to think about it.
• I have more questions.
• When I arrived at the Bastion of the Obscure, I found R'tchikk and Gladium waiting for me outside. Zizel had asked them to guide me through. Akin to the hunch that guided us here, Glade sensed a strange presence inside but couldn't identify what exactly awaited us. It was...Mabon. More accurately, his essence. Even though he was dead, I couldn't write off the possibility that deeper magic was at play in this place. We made our way inside, curious and anxious to face what lured us here. The bastion was silent. R'tchikk mourned the once-bustling pathways as we crossed into the main hall, now filled with a stifling gloom that clung to the air and filled our lungs. Glade guided us forward, picking up on some trail the rest of us could not detect. We fought scores of Kryptis while searching through debris, until we eventually found a...peculiar artifact. I picked it up and experienced a vision... Or a memory, perhaps? I recognized Mabon's voice immediately. It was gravelly and strained as if after a drawn-out fight. A second figure hovered over him. Isgarren. His name flooded through my mind as I viewed him for the first time. He had Mabon, who was ready to concede, pinned to the ground. Isgarren taunted him and called his mursaat nature into question, asking why he didn't fight back. But Mabon didn't flinch. He was ready to die by Isgarren's hands. R'tchikk and Glade called me back to reality before I could see the outcome, as Kryptis cut the moment short. After clearing the area, my companions asked what I saw when I picked up the artifact. I recounted what I was able—that Isgarren and Mabon had once been enemies, and inferred that whenever the memory was, it was likely before Mabon's ascension. He sounded harder. Life had not been kind to him up until that point. R'tchikk didn't seem too surprised, being someone surrounded by archaic magic daily. She departed with Glade to report what we found to Zizel. I hesitated for a moment, absorbing what I'd just witnessed. Even Peitha noted the rising tensions in the air—Isgarren's aura grows stronger as we near the war's apex. As we spoke, a curtness laced her voice. She seemed worried. In the same breath she delivered a second revelation: Cerus, that hulking beast that pursued me in Nayos, is her brother. I wanted to draw my weapon and strike her down but knew how little that would accomplish against my...inquisitive passenger. Cerus has circled me, she claimed, and has been hunting me this whole time. Waiting to pounce. The time to find Isgarren and confront Cerus draws near. Once I regroup with my friends in Amnytas, we'll draw our next plan.