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• No need for Lionguard. Isgarren and Frode come in peace. They'll explain.
• The node is covered by a thick membrane, making it invulnerable to attack. Use caustic grenades from Arina or Frode to burn away the membrane and expose the target.
• "Y-you're so...hard," Krag Blastbore said. "Is this granite—you know what? Forget it. I thought we were goin' to talk before takin' the rite together." His hand traced the cool and unusually smooth stone surface of his mate's skin—if it could even be called that anymore—clasping one of his partner's rocky hands in his own. Their eyes met. "I know," the other one said, seemingly lightless eyes shadowed by the flickering light of their house hearth. "The call—it came upon me. It pulled and whispered deeply into my soul until I could not but give in." "Beryl..." "I'm still yours. Always will be. But there's someone else. The Great Dwarf is a bigger part of me now, as he'll soon be a part of you," Beryl Sootstone replied, giving his fleshy partner's shoulder a reassuring squeeze. Moments of silence passed between the two before Krag found the stones to speak again, a cheeky grin spreading across his rosy face. "Do you think we still can...you know..." "Does a dolyak regrow its horns? C'mere, you!" Beryl laughed. The two toppled onto their bed with a cracking sound; the wooden frame protested under the stony Beryl's mass, both dwarves cackling as Krag planted a single kiss on his partner's statuesque cheek. "Tell the Great Dwarf he can have me, then," Krag whispered, forehead to forehead. "Anyone would be lucky to have you, love," Beryl replied, beaming. On a more raucous night, any passerby would have seen the haunting blue shimmer from inside and heard the distant chants of dwarves past, but the pair slept—unaware, unbothered. --- In the stale and musky air of the next morning, as the final embers in the hearth were breathing their last, the elemental heart of the dwarven home received a bellow of wind, reviving the old flame. Rising from their collapsed bed, the two stone dwarves grumbled and grouched before meeting the frigid Shiverpeak morning, warm without the fire, wrapped in the love of the Great Dwarf. *A small note is seen in the margin:* For book club discussion: While I'd left my home before the first rite began, I've since learned that the Deldrimor transmuted into stone during ceremonies held by the high priests, usually in groups to save time. They would not have been sleeping in their homes or stark naked, as captivating as that may be.
• Despair Barrage
• Poison Spine Shot
• Tried this one yet? Delicious, it is!
• Excellent. He'll likely be back home in Rata Sum soon, too.
• Regret Attunement
• Jade Quarry Veteran
• Harvest
• One of our brethren could use help locating their lost spear.
• Back.
• Strike with the Heart
• Duchess Nushima
• Time:
• Despair Attunement
• Looked like it hurt, that did...
• Okay.
• Investigate
• Toki
• Astral Ward Culinary Specialist
• Lowland Shore Adventure: Bronze
• So you do have nice things to say about me, when I'm not around to hear them. "In good hands," hm?
• As if they had a choice. You all died in vain, thanks to the titans.
• Disguised Fan Shield Skin[s]
• Anything I can do to help?
• A portal has opened for reinforcements.
• Well, it's up to you. But there's only one way to find out...
• Troll Plate
• Check in with Holo Knut Whitebear in Hoelbrak.
• I may not look the type to be swept away by emotion's flurries, but I must be careful when I allow my heart to open...
• 1. Find the letter to Livia.
• Are you ready for this?
• Gather supplies from Skywatch Archipelago.
• A pungent smell seeps from the rot pile.
• Oh, not like— Those brush strokes are quite...aggressive.
• While envoys have reached various groups of quaggan and largos, it's hard to determine the impact that the death of the water dragon has had on their cultures or the sea as a whole. The largos have always been difficult to reach out to, and for now, at least, the alliance has been informed that the Tethyos Houses are not open to cooperation. The ward has at least one largos within its ranks who has expressed an eagerness to support this cause. It may be worth considering sending one of their own out to see if she can make better headway. We'd hoped to have better luck with the deep-sea quaggan, but our envoys were rebuffed once again. Truthfully, this is unexpected for that species; they are usually quite eager to volunteer themselves to larger causes. Whatever is going on down there must be quite serious and should not be ignored. Some asura from the colleges, ward members, and engineers from Xunlai Jade have proposed an initiative to outfit the Pact's submarines with better tech and magic, but they seem to be busier arguing with each other than making legitimate progress on that front. Alliance intervention is recommended.
• What does she need?
• Bonus round ends in: %str1%
• Chromatic Assassin Hammer Skin[s]
• Here to lend me a hand with that nasty little beastie, are ya?
• The mursaat may have found a way to defeat the titans. We should scour the area for relics they've left behind. The jade constructs won't like it, but this shield will keep us safe.
• Check in with all your friends and allies in the Wizard's Tower.
• Lieutenant Aevarr
• Diary
• Nothing like it, eh? Flying through the water, smell of the sweet muck at the bottom of the river in your gills, tangy crunch of krill between your teeth...
• So, some big fish have been caught here?
• Wild Cabbage Plant
• Skyscale Target Practice in Amnytas: Master
• Sorry we couldn't kill them.