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- Kind words? From you? I'll mark this day. Thanks.
- Feels good to get a little of our own back—for those who died. You've become an excellent leader. I'm proud to follow you.
- You've earned it. We all have. This warband deserves a little "us" time.
- We did it! We did it! Not let's get to the celebrating part of the fight, because I'm ready to get rowdy.
- They won't underestimate us again. Now, go scrub the blood off your boots.
- No one believed in us. No one thought we had a chance. Everyone counted us out. But good old Maverick proved 'em all wrong.
- It wasn't just me. It was all of us, together. This warband did it.
- You were right. We did it. If I wasn't already your biggest fan, I would be after this victory.
- Teacher
- Kill Warmaster Lebofski
- Control
- We cannot help the others. Not until we help ourselves.
- Stand by, maker! Get ready to rain death, on my mark!
- Three!
- Two!
- One!
- Mark!
- And a distracted enemy is a dead enemy when you're around. Let's go make some dead enemies.
- I like cannons. They're big, loud, and flashy; so they take the enemy's focus off of me.
- Not at all, but there's more work to do. Let's move out.
- Dead ghosts, dead warmaster, and a new recruit. Not a bad day's work.
- Never. Under any circumstances. Ever.
- If the cannon doesn't work, should we call it a can't-non?
- Keep it together. Remember we're here to help them.
- Let's wipe out some ghosts and wrap this up. If I have to spend much more time with the Bloodies, I'll wind up strangling a few of them.
- I'll take it under advisement. But don't get your hopes up.
- So you've settled on the name Ghostbore musket. Okay, I accept that. Can we at least name the shells after me?
- And here I thought you had no use for Blood Legion.
- I'm glad Blood's here for this battle. They can pass the legend of our warband's success on to future generations. We'll just have to make sure they get the spelling right.
- I see the resemblance, but Cimmara has to make her own mark. Let's move out.
- I like Cimmara. She's a bit like Euryale, if Euryale was mad all the time and growling at everybody...actually, she's a lot like Euryale.
- I'm counting on your cheery demeanor to even things out. Come on, let's move.
- Cimmara seems capable enough, but I don't like her attitude. Is she going to snarl and bluster and threaten every time she opens her mouth?
- No, but he can be tied up. And gagged. Let Cimmara settle in. Let's go.
- I think Cimmara will work out just fine...once she gets over that crush she has on me. Why is it so hard for them to understand—the Maverick can't be tied down.
- With your help, she'll do great.
- That Cimmara has a sharp tongue and a tough hide. Maybe she'll fit in with us after all.
- Right.
- The tribune will be worried. We should report in. This is no time for idle chatter.
- Stop your complaining and fall in. You're under my command now, and I don't allow whining.
- I can't stand it! I was ripped up right in front of the tribune. I'll never hear the end of this. My career's over.
- Too long alone in the wilderness, mixed with a little arcane grammatics occlusion and a whole lot of electroshock.
- Turrets unpacked
- Warband members placed
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- Boss, it's bad! The ghosts are on the move. They surrounded my warband. They cut us to pieces!
- I barely made it out alive, and they're right behind me.
- Yes, we can, Zemzer. I have a well-ordnanced surprise planned for this ghostly 'Warmaster.' With these new weapons, we can't fail.
- Quick and quiet, Ash Legion! Let's clear the road!
- There are no more turrets.