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- Grawl Berserker
- Lies! They're all lies!
- My god...will destroy you.
- The ice god has given me great power! By my hand, I unleash its fury!
- Grawl Trapper
- Grawl Berserker
- That's about how I expected a grawl speech to end: in fire and blood. But I think Gara made his point. The tribe seems ready to fight the dragon minion instead of worshipping it.
- Now to keep them alive when the icebrood come for them.
- Stay alert, Crusader. We got a large number of grawl gathered here, agitated, disagreeable, and spoiling for a fight. It's a riot waiting to happen.
- We'll keep things from getting out of hand.
- So that's how grawl shamans debate, eh? Reminds me of some of the "discussions" I saw back in the Black Citadel. Still, Gara made a compelling case, and his tribe seems to have come around.
- I keep imagining bigger and bigger throngs of grawl, and I have to say: this is going to be tricky. If I had two hands, I'd be wringing them.
- Don't worry. With our help, Gara can do this.
- We're so lucky! Not many people get to witness a grawl debate. I think Gara changed a few minds. Looks like another win for the Priory!
- True, but we still have a battle with the icebrood coming.
- This is great: we're going to see how a grawl society functions first-hand. Open your eyes and ears wide and remember every detail: Gixx will definitely want to add this to the archives.
- One gate will take you to Metrica Provice, outside Rata Sum. Another leads to Dawnside Quay—more docks. The third will take you to the Idea Incubation Lab, outdoor lab space.
- Listen to me! I have seen the ice god, and I tell you it is false!
- Liar! The other shamans warned us about you, Gara. You weren't fit for paradise!
- No, the god tried to kill me. And failed! It is no god, it's just another beast!
- You all saw me enter the cave. I was the offering, yet here I stand.
- How can I still be alive if the god is truly a god?
- It's a trick! That isn't Shaman Gara. He's a fake!
- Look at me. You all know I am Shaman Gara. And I'm telling you the truth!
- Can't you see? A false god is unworthy of our devotion.
- We need a new god, a true god that will not fail us!
- What god do you offer, then?
- Right! If we turn our backs on the ice god, what will protect us and make us strong?
- Well...these strangers protected me. They are strong. Better them than an ice monster.
- What mess is that?
- Enough blasphemy. I will show you all the power of the ice god!
- The strangers defeated the shaman's monster. And it held the power of the ice god.
- I saw. They are stronger. But Gara just proved that being strong doesn't make you a god.
- Hylek Supplier
- What the—who are you? What are you doing here? Leave us to our work.
- Get back! Do not interfere! These supplies are for the high priestess alone.
- Leave us alone. We don't need your help.
- We are ready to begin the procession. Entourage! Proceed!
- Pirates! Don't be afraid, they're nothing but pond scum. Guards! To me!
- Don't waver, my friends. Even the beasts of the deep cannot stop our holy mission.
- Undead? This close to the holy grounds? Blasphemy!
- We can't hold them off. Retreat and regroup!
- Covington Pirate
- That's far enough, froggies. Hand over the goods or we'll hurt you real bad.
- Nahualli
- Not so fast, outsider.
- Only those chosen by the high priestess may enter.
- It wasn't easy, but we've brought the supplies the high priestess requested.
- Very good. She's been expecting you. Come in.
- Heading Back to the Range