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- Well done, Slayer.
- Scholar's Cleft houses rare books and old tomes, but there's nothing specifically dredge-related there. Will you come with me to make sure it's safe?
- Yes. I want to know why the dredge are headed there.
- I need to consider my options.
- Splendid. The desire to learn is the key to wisdom. You'll be a huge asset on this mission.
- I hope so. Let's get started.
- I haven't decided yet.
- Let me thank you on behalf of Knut Whitebear, the Wolfborn, and Hoelbrak. If you hadn't stepped in...I swear, they were about to start brawling.
- Can you tell me about Thurkill and the Vigil?
- Can you tell me about Prott and the Durmand Priory?
- Let's make sure it doesn't come to that.
- Thurkill is brash, bull-headed, and blunt, but devoted to his order. He's the perfect Vigil soldier: strong, brave, and dedicated.
- How about Prott and the Durmand Priory?
- The Priory may seem like sheltered academics, but they get most of their knowledge by adventuring out in the field. Prott's a good example: he combines vast knowledge with effective action.
- I see. How about Thurkill and the Vigil?
- I think I got it that time. Sort of.
- Safe journey, Slayer of Issormir. This dredge threat is troubling, but I trust you'll get to the bottom of it.
- I'll do my best.
- Your friend has a choice to make.
- A difficult one. I'll see if I can help.
- The dredge? Attacking soldiers on the road?
- Those are the rumors, yes. Ah, here comes the slayer.
- MONSTER ONLY Mesmer Illusion Illusionary Mage
- Form Your Team
- Leave it alone.
- We have a problem.
- Weapon Prototype Mk. I
- These soldiers don't look like they were killed in a fight. Something's wrong here.
- Let's look around and see what we find.
- The Vigil avenges its own. Those dredge will pay for this atrocity.
- Agreed.
- The dredge were here to test their weapon. It's possible they're about to do it again.
- We'd best get back and see if Prott found anything at the monastery.
- The ground is scorched and blackened. There are bits of crystal and metal blown outward from a central blast point.
- Noted.
- Judging by rope burns on the wrists, the poor soldier was tied up before dying.
- May Bear take your soul to peace, brave one.
- A strong, concussive force splintered this post. Similar damage can be seen on the nearby body.
- Two deep ruts, criss-crossed by the recent tracks of heavy dredge feet, head north.
- Mark I
- It looks like a prototype name. Maybe there is also a Mark II.
- My cat! My poor Mrs. Meowmers! Please, keep her safe. She's all the family I have left.
- Don't worry, I'll protect you both.
- So many dead. And over a book we'd have shared, if they'd asked! Thank you for your help. You saved our lives.
- The dead will be avenged, scholar. I'll see to that.
- Horrible dredge! So much bloodshed. Thank you for your help. At least this little one made it through the fighting.
- You were both fortunate. Be well, both of you.
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- Kid
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