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- How will we get noticed for our medals if Brimstone is so far away?
- I can respect saving a siege engine. I'm a finely honed killing machine myself.
- Ash and Blood always come crying to us for new weapons. Where's their pride?
- Turrets rule! Cannons kick tail! How are you ever going to pick a winner?
- Luccia may be old, mad, and deaf as a stump, but she's no joke. I've seen her fight.
- This Cimmara has to learn: there's only room for one hotshot, and his name is Maverick.
- I'll miss the others. We'd better get some new recruits in here to take up the slack.
- Quit dragging your tail, Soure! You're with real soldiers now!
- When we find this joker, I'm going to kill him twice before he hits the ground.
- They took down my picture again! I'll send them another one.
- Orders say I gotta stay hidden, but whistle twice, and I'm out ready to murder. Okay, buddy? Er, boss!
- I don't care where you put me...just as long as everyone can still admire my rugged profile.
- Steelbane's gone, right? So we can rename ourselves. I like "Maverick's Warband."
- Win big so we can brag big!
- Now we're cooking! Let's blast those ghost mice to the far end of the Mists!
- I've got the glory covered, but we need more soldiers for the grunt work.
- Come on! Only ghosts live forever!
- I heard something was up, so I came down here.
- Tell your friends, mongrels! We've finally got your number!
- This is your lucky day! You get to pay attention to me!
- Supply runs are so beneath us. Especially me.
- Not bad...for a spell-slinger.
- Everyone got a good view of me? Good! Then I'm ready!
- We're the only ones left I think. Lucky we made it out.
- Who's heard of the Maverick? What...nobody? Aw, come on!
- Either you're the earthworm or the eagle, baby.
- Let's get this over with. I do NOT belong in a junkyard.
- Don't bother explaining. I plan to make the whole thing up as I go along.
- Nothing to worry about. If the forward camp is gone, I'll take up the slack.
- The Bane? No problem. Everyone loves me here!
- I'll say this for Blood: they know how to stage a slaughter.
- Near as I can tell, everybody's at some kind of briefing at the Mustering Grounds.
- It's your lucky day, ghosts! You get to be killed by me!
- Anyone can kill scrappers, but it takes a Maverick to do it with style! Watch and learn, cubs!
- It's your show, boss. You can count on me to make you and your turrets look good.
- Snipers and mortars are fine, but the real meat of battle...is up close.
- The new weapon's a winner, boss. When do I get one?
- If Flame wants Soure, too, we've got our work cut out for us. Come on, let's go find the new cub.
- Yeah! Who's the warmaster now?
- I used to play here as a cub, remember? It was a lot bigger and...scrappier back then.
- I can't believe they couldn't get a disguise to fit me. Well, I'll hide here. Good luck.
- Ha! Did you see those ghosts pop? Outstanding!
- Look at Soure go! Let's see how the Flame Legion likes being killed by magic!
- A bashing mission. My favorite. I got this. Stand back and watch me, boss!
- This place smells like a latrine fire. Let's find our new guy before the Flame Legion does.
- If we lined up all the cannons in the citadel on one side, and fired them, could we push the world back to yesterday?
- Did you hear that? "Dead-scalonians." Heh.
- Wait...we build things, right? We should build us a new warband.
- Those guys really should have waited for us, huh?
- Grrr, I hate it when things break. I'd hate to see the Iron Legion siege engine in pieces.