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• As you wish. I hope he has not yet turned to nightmare. Meet me at Sandycove Beach.
• I'll meet you there.
• The choice of what to do next is up to the Valiant.
• Blueprints for a magical suit of armor. The smith notes that it required unique components and was hard to make. It is truly one of a kind.
• Caithe will want to know about this.
• Occam's journal describes the green armor's enchantments, and says that they only work if the entire suit is worn.
• The smithy account book. There's an entry for Duchess Faolain commissioning a suit of green armor, marked "payment pending."
• You two talk a big game, but I'm not convinced. Have you done anything that would impress me?
• Set fire to a few houses. I like to watch them burn.
• Broken Bottle[s]
• Evacuee's Belongings
• I've brought along a VOED to detect them. Given the airship losses here, it shouldn't be too difficult.
• Nice invention. Can I ask one more thing?
• Kill
• Let me show you the meaning of the word "expendable."
• Ah, yes. Those watermelon huts are just begging to be turned into a blaze.
• Ready for me to bust us out yet?
• Ha! Now that's low. I approve.
• Vicious! Aggressive! I like you already.
• That's all? Pathetic. The wardens must be as bored as I am.
• Wait, that's not all I've done!
• All right, let's see what you can do. Get that door open.
• Watch and learn.
• Stop and surrender, prisoners!
• Not this time, Caithe!
• Ah, Caithe. Come to set me free?
• Not likely. Enjoy prison, Renvari. You'll be in here for a very long time.
• Grrr. Jail! I hate it.
• When do we leave?
• We don't! We stay! That's what's bad.
• When do we leave?
• Grrrrrr.
• This plan frightens me, but for my love's sake, I'll play villain.
• It's the only way. Stay close and do as I do.
• You are a blessing, Valiant. We shall swoop in, save my love, and all will be well once more!
• I'll hope for the best.
• Nightmare Turret
• Ah, freshly awakened and already you've been lied to.
• Your eyes should be open! Yet they are closed to all but the teachings of long-dead philosophers.
• The centaur, Ventari. The human, Ronan. Neither were sylvari! Why do we lend their words such credence?
• Ventari's Tablet shackles us. In its shadow, we're slaves to an imposed morality, rooted in foreign ground and trapped forever.
• I say no, and so should you! Look within yourself. The Dream is many things. It is light and dark, love and anger, good and evil. So are we.
• Come to us in the forest, saplings, and we will teach you more. We will give you freedom and give you the truth.
• That was...mmm fairly disturbing.
• Interesting. I have to admit, they made a few good points.
• You seem clever, sapling. Do you have any questions about the Nightmare Court?
• A few, but I'm shy. Can we talk where others will not see?
• Threats and cruelty will never make you strong.
• No, not right now. I'm content to listen.
• But of course we can, my pretty one...