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- Isgarren broke rules to ascend you when you were suffering. You're not just a wizard, you're...a fable to the bearkin.
- If this keeps up, what will we eat? There's not enough for everyone if we lose the fish.
- O-oh.
- Again.
- It did, and he's coming to see you.
- Venturing out into the wilds on your own, eh, outlander?
- Seemed worn, like he just crawled out of a fight that he wasn't gonna win. Something glowing peeked out behind his armor.
- Murderous Reinforcements
- Ah, to be stupid again.
- Beavis appreciated the attention.
- Slash at your foe.
- Rotten Plant Detritus
- Spoke with Astora
- Woad Glove Box
- If you would like to learn about our way of life, we could always use an extra set of paws.
- Infusions
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- Need help sneaking one out?
- If you happen to find any documentation—town records, personal diaries—bring them to me. Let's see what we find.
- Decorating Your Homestead
- Maybe not; could be the "strangers." But I bet the kodan would appreciate it. Could swing them to joining the alliance.
- Never fear, followers! We will guide you every step of the way.
- Janthir Hoard[s]
- Keep them away from the plant! And stave off its infection with the solution!
- Clear
- Whatever Zizel wants us to find out here, I hope it's worth it.
- Appearance skins override the look of your equipment and have no stats of their own.
- Right... I'll leave you to it.
- (Festival) Complete the (Annual) Hologram Herder Achievement
- The Plan Target: The Vaults Location: Lion's Arch The Mark: Captain Evon Gnashblade The Take: Said to be six million in gold, double that for silver. Unknown copper amount. Platinum, perhaps? Only touch Evon's personal fortune; meddling with the market itself would only paint targets on us. Security: Two Lionguard at main entrance, 24-hour watch. Two Lionguard by the vault door, 24-hour watch. Nine staff in lobby. Unknown number of security inside vault. Expected to be heavy, with further traps. Time: Night. Need exquisite night vison and a sensitive smeller to keep watch. Also require a loud voice to warn us of trouble once we are inside. Phase 1: Need a team to distract the guards at the front of the vault—someone cacophonous and cute. Rest of the team will approach the back of the vaults from the inner harbor. There is a small creek with some crabs, but no Lionguard. Ideally, we persuade the crabs to help if I can find some brains who can perform a bit of smooth talking. Also need strong swimmers, since this will be exit route. Ribbington has already placed a boat by the bridge for the getaway. Phase 2: Tunnel through the rock wall by the creek—they were sloppy during the reconstruction, neglected to fix many of the cracks and holes made during the attack. The smallest of us slip through. In case the distraction does not pull the security out of the vault, will need someone unbothered by a bit of bloodshed to deal with them—preferably no casualties—and the ability to fly would be scrumptious; people rarely consider airborne threats, so traps are likely to be ground based. Could get a small flyer to disable them...an insect, perhaps? Phase 3: Enter Evon's personal vault and start ferrying the gold out to the hired muscle by the tunnel, as much as we can carry. In and out, quick and quiet. Leave enough gold that the copper-coveting charr won't realize anything is missing until it's far too late. Phase 4: Pearl Islet is particularly pretty this time of year...
- Thank...you. I'm still...not feeling great. But much better.
- You found something. Good job!
- You're the wayfinder, yeah? Gonna let me take a look at your weapon there, yeah?
- Hey, take a look at this bloodstone fragment. Doesn't that look like an intentional cut?
- Defeat a saltspray dragon at difficulty 3 in Dragon Arena (Private).
- Clean
- And act natural.
- I'd like to pitch up closer to town, I think. Help Swift Rapids with new trainees.
- You're enjoying this, aren't you.
- Dapper Coat
- The Charr Disassociation
- Interview with Born from Thunder
- Earn a bronze medal in the Harvest Shore Salmon Run.
- Kind of like they're the limbs of the big fellas. Like, um...I dunno, like they're following its orders without realizing.
- Serpent's Wrath Sword Skin[s]
- Fancy meeting you here.
- I can feel the forest's relief. The wilds still ripple with rot, but progress moves us toward a warm hearth.
- This chair's size or orientation makes it impossible to sit on.
- Ms. Jeeves...the criminal. Well, I suppose there are few ways for a crab these days to make a living that don't involve being slowly boiled and served with butter. In the name of science!
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