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• I'll keep it in mind, Mink. See you later.
• D-don't kill me! It was just a laugh, yeah? Just a laugh...
• Laugh at this, punk!
• You better start running, before all of those weapons end up stuck in your chest.
• Heads-up: I'm going to alert the Seraph to your weapon-smuggling operation.
• I'm laughing just thinking about what those bandits are going to do to you.
• You're not worth my time.
• Y-yes! Thank you, thank you! You'll never see me again.
• I better not. Get lost.
• Oh gods. They'll hunt me down—maybe I can make it to Lion's Arch if I run all the way there.
• You'd better start jogging, then.
• Oh no...Grenth preserve me. Maybe I should turn myself in—better jailed than dead.
• Good luck with that, Chuckles.
• Wait! This can't be happening!
• Shut up and fight!
• You'd do that? Frankly. If you'd be willing to teach, I'd be happy to learn!
• Defeat Kudu and his Inquest thugs.
• OoOOoo! Teach that bully a lesson!
• Foo! Quaggan knows when quaggan has lost.
• Eye of the Sun
• Reprogram the consoles to create a distraction.
• Use upgrade components to improve your weapons, armor, and accessories in the Hero panel [lbracket]%str1%[rbracket].
• Remember how we wanted to get our hands on Councillor Flax's crozier to power the Infinity Ball? Well, this is the right time and place, but... Let's say I've got good news and bad news.
• What's the good news?
• Let's hear the bad news.
• I'm not ready for news yet. Give me a moment to get situated.
• Flax isn't here, and his crozier is. The bad news is, he left Filka in charge. She's the Morphologists Krewe's second-in command. Meaner than a blood-drunk charr and twice as brutal.
• Sounds like just another Inquest bully. I know how to handle her.
• What do we know about Flax's krewe?
• The crozier's here, but Flax's krewe chief, Filka, is on duty. Her expression alone sends river drakes running for cover—and that's when she's in a good mood. Right now, she's in a real bad mood.
• No problem. I know how to deal with Inquest bullies.
• Do you, now? All right, let's hear the Savant's master plan.
• I'll give her a taste of my "adoring fan" routine. Bullies love flattery.
• Bullies always cave to bigger bullies. I'll pretend I outrank her and bluster my way in.
• Make them panic. I'll present a dire impending threat—authoritatively—and they'll comply.
• The Morphologists? Mostly toadies and suck-ups who feed Flax's ego—and he still treats them like dirt. It's a thankless job, but there are some tough customers and a few hard workers in the mix.
• Good to know. I think I can handle Filka.
• Yeah! They'll be so busy fighting, no one will even notice us. And if they do, we just pitch in to help. They'll be so grateful, they'll give us anything we want.
• Exactly. Let's put this plan in motion.
• But how do we get the crozier once we're past Filka? We need a distraction. Hey, I know! Energy facilities attract elementals. Maybe we could lure some in.
• Perfect. Let me make a few on-the-fly adjustments to the machines, and we're in business.
• We're so close. Keep your eyes on the prize, and Flax's crozier is ours for the taking.
• You should write all those inspirational cliches down. And stop saying them out loud.
• We did it! Right out from under their noses, too. Morphologist Krewe—hah! Infinity Ball, here we come!
• Agreed. Let's wrap this up and make a clean getaway.
• Lightning Turret
• Plenty of goodies down by the river. Fetch 'em for me quick, and there'll be double the shinies!
• Yes yes yes! Shinies! Noisemakers! We go. We go now!
• My, there are even more of you! Good, good. Here for work?
• Work? No! Things to trade! For rewards! Shiny noisemakers, yes? Yes?