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• Tomorrow's my big day. I'm going to train with Sir Bertran. He says I'll be battle-ready before I know it!
• That's exciting, sis. Can I have your room after you're gone?
• (scream)
• What's happening?
• War. That's what's happening. Do you mind?
• That's the answer I was hoping for.
• You, there. What do you think you're doing?
• I'm, uh...I was just...
• You were heading back to work.
• I was heading back to work, centurion!
• Take the long way, soldier. And I better not see you walkin'.
• You'd think turtles would sink, but they float. Something to do with air pockets and forward momentum.
• They're using air bladders on the next prototype. I'm skeptical.
• The scholar asks if you would accompany me up onto the rocks to record a panoramic view of the terrain.
• (growl) How about I throw you?
• You're new.
• I've been summoned for fahrar duty.
• Good. Someone needs to whip those cubs into shape. Travel safe.
• Listen up! I don't like you, and you don't like me.
• Actually, I take that back. I REALLY don't like you.
• You know what I like even less? An ambush! Our enemies seek to catch us unprepared!
• Fortunately, those charr don't stand a chance against the meanest, roughest, and by far ugliest company in Ascalon!
• There's a foul scent in the air.
• Smells like trouble.
• Our legionnaire better let us off-duty once we get back to Swordcross. I need to spill some blood.
• You're Sword warband, then? You any good with a sword?
• What do you think? We're not called the "Harsh Words" warband.
• Hey, let's play a drinking game. You take the last letter of the previous word and come up with a body part that begins with it.
• It has to be a body part or organ you can rip out. No repeating! I'll start. Heart.
• Tooth.
• Uh... Throat!
• Drrrrink!
• We found another body with the exact same wound patterns.
• Another one? This is ridiculous. We invented "murder in the dark."
• Whatever is hunting us knows the game, and it's winning.
• Take a lap around the statue, and honor the victories of our forebearers!
• Hail, forebearers!
• We honor you!
• To your success!
• To their victories!
• I don't know why we even bother with day patrol. The ghosts don't move.
• Until you poke them. We're not patrolling so much as looking for ghosts we can poke, see?
• My mother's sick.
• What's the problem?
• Fever, upset stomach, and difficulty breathing. It's Ralena's Curse.
• My cousin had that last week. It's not fatal. She'll live to be a hundred.
• The other legions are more trouble than they're worth.
• As long as they stay in line, Blood and Ash both have their uses.
• Yeah, as fodder. We built the Citadel, we rule the region. They're only visitors.
• Only until we scour the ghosts from the ruins.