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- Hey! You lot! We need moas for the stew! Go find 'em!
- Dola said I should help out.
- Nothing right now. Sorry to bother you.
- Hmph. Whaddaya want, ya scoundrel?
- Sure. Just point me at those featherheads!
- Maybe later. I'm a little busy right now.
- You any good at killin' moas? We're runnin' low on grub, and I could use some stew meat.
- That makes sense. I'll use the lure. Back soon!
- Don't chase 'em! You'll scare 'em halfway to the Reach! Here's a moa lure. Drop that on the tree yonder, and the birds'll come to you.
- Yep. They're ready for the plucking!
- Oh, right! Moas. I'll do that now.
- Found those moas yet?
- Glad to help. Put in a good word for me, will you?
- Good! I'll send someone to get 'em. I can't hunt so well on account of my bad depth perception. You sure helped me out.
- Throw the moa lure onto it.
- Flame Greatsword Skin[s]
- The tree looks normal.
- I expect they're all having a good laugh at my expense now.
- Perhaps you should consider a new line of work?
- That's a good idea. See you 'round.
- Actually, I'm here to help you with problems.
- What's your problem, traveler?
- C'mon, there must be something. What do you do here in camp?
- I'll remember you said that.
- Pfft. Nothing you can solve. I'll keep an eye on you, and maybe we'll talk later.
- I'll be back, Mister Big Shot.
- I'm a master of insults, skippy. Maybe if you prove yourself against my students, I'll talk to you more. Now, scoot.
- You want to see what I've got, fish-face?
- Not worth my time.
- You must think you're hot stuff to be bothering me. You couldn't give an insult if your life depended on it!
- Yeah, because you don't see a hylek in a human suit everyday.
- They must be downwind of your breath.
- Explains why they're never around you.
- Fish-face! Fish-face! Fish-face! Ha!
- Not interested.
- Fish-face? Ha! Try harder. Women swoon when they get a look at me!
- Hm. I'll get you next time. You'll see.
- That's the lamest thing I've ever heard. Get out of here, kid.
- On to the next challenge!
- I think I'm good enough to face your master now.
- Hylek! Why, I...! You know, that's not half bad.
- Hey! I brush at least twice...a week. Ah, well. You burned me good!
- Wait, no, I mean...I didn't mean...the thing about that is—grrr! You got me! Fine.
- You think you know insults? Give me your best shot, rookie.
- Pfft. Your STENCH strikes fear, you mean!
- I'd be in real trouble...if you ever used it.
- So that's why they avoid you. I thought it was your personality.
- Nuh-UH!
- My brilliant mind. My brain strikes fear into every corner of this outpost!
- That's it? Really? Really.