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- Honey gathering starts in: %str1%
- Successfully Upgraded Yields of Nodes
- Ambush Strength
- Welcome to Tyrian politics.
- I'd like to ask about something else.
- A rogue wizard. The Astral Ward is looking for you, Waiting Sorrow.
- This way!
- The moment they called you "wayfinder," I assumed your mission was to hunt me down.
- Are you going to tell your father? I wouldn't blame you if you did.
- Attention! The honey races are ready to begin! On your marks, get set...
- I've certainly read of them... The burning of Ascalon, the Door of Komalie. Stories filled with deception. Are you sure?
- Repair
- We'll tend to the cub, but don't get any ideas.
- Tough to tell from afar, but if you inspect them closely, it'll be clear which are beyond saving.
- You're stressed. Tell me what happened.
- Conjured Doorway
- Defeated Abraxces the Scorned
- I believe that is all of them. Well done, Wayfinder. You've a keen eye for detail.
- Heal if no attacks are reversed.
- Bombs Kryptis Beacons and Vanishes • Bombs Dispel Beacon Cleansing
- It is indeed magical in nature, but I'm unsure of the precise origin.
- Still, you've probably had to kill some who were once your friends.
- In part. Energy radiates from the Mists. I expect wherever our titan came from, it was steeped in it; it bleeds into our realm.
- Set yourself alight, periodically burning up to three nearby foes. The final pulse applies additional burning.
- The queen is right—I don't think everyone is going to agree.
- Respectable, your kinship and your work.
- The last delegate has returned to their podium. It is time.
- Attack Spot
- Can you tell me about what happened?
- We do. The lady surrendered it not long ago. Safer in my reserves than a velvet crypt beneath Divinity's Reach.
- Add Power
- Only that I'm to assume you're dangerous.
- Welcome back, crop tamer. Or should I say, "Wayfinder," as they call you.
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- And why's that, Your Majesty?
- A trial that would prove both to her detriment and the tribe's. Midtrial, nearly crushed by the weight of madness...
- Jump off a high rock into the water near the Fortress of the Founding.
- She fled. Some call it cowardice. I believe it was the will to survive that seized her from the brink of oblivion.
- Well, I certainly can't let you go alone.
- Afraid he gets that from me as well. Have a look around, then? See if the place suits you.
- So you waited for me to walk here? When you could've called me?
- Great.
- Have they treated you well here?
- Read the journal and learn about the fallen Astral Ward members.
- I don't know this legend. What is this "Scepter of Orr"? A weapon?
- Wise advice. Take as long as you need. I'll keep an eye on her.
- Never mind.
- Gather honey for the kodan.
- Long before our tribe came to inhabit Janthir, we hailed from a sanctuary in the far north.
- So his insurrection failed.