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- And I envy your future glory on the battlefield. These days, I spend far too much time behind a desk. But, I suppose every soldier has his own battles.
- Armor Guard
- And all together make victory possible. Good-bye.
- Alma Arrowshot
- The drill was designed to cut through the ground at the bottom of the bay. But something is odd.
- I can see why Brimstone is impressed by you. Now, back to the front line, soldier.
- For Blood Legion!
- Put a weapon in our hands, point us at the enemy, and then get out of the way. Is that clear enough for you, soldier?
- You must really like crystals.
- You. %str2%. State your business.
- Just passing through. What do you do here?
- Aspect Arena Regular
- %num1%/%num2% Games Played
- Participate in %num2% rounds.
- I'm a Tribune. A commander in the Blood Legion. I'm responsible for the success or failure of every Blood Legion warband in this area.
- Can I ask something else?
- I'm out of time. Good-bye.
- Blood Legion is the heavy end of the hammer and the piercing end of the sword. We're pure force of arms and martial strength.
- He couldn't have done it without you.
- Gnashblade Supporter
- A rare—and superior—breed of soldier. It's my honor to share command with him. He's courageous and ruthless, yet he speaks highly of his comrades outside the legion.
- I see. I have something else to ask.
- No more questions. Good-bye.
- Irena Airblade
- Fost
- These soldiers all trained hard at the fahrar, son.
- They look mean.
- Don't worry. Your primus will teach you how to look mean like that too.
- How come I can't be a farmer, like you, Mother?
- You may be, my boy. You'll discover your talents at the fahrar, and then we'll see.
- I wish Father was here.
- Your father's very proud of you, but he had work to do. You'll see him again soon. I promise.
- That's a warband, son. They're training. That'll be you one day.
- Wow. It's been so long since I've been to the Black Citadel, I'd forgotten how breathtaking it is.
- What brings you to the citadel?
- Enjoy your visit. Bye.
- My cub is finally old enough to enter the fahrar. His father and I want him to train here instead of back home on the Diessa Plateau.
- Why not closer to home?
- He should do well here. Good-bye.
- He's the cub of two Iron Legionnaires. We want him to be chosen by a superior warband, and the legion's greatest all bring their scion here to the Black Citadel fahrar to train.
- Agent Kanan
- I'm sure he'll do well here.
- Ask whatever you like.
- I disagree, Commander. You made the right call. You could have sent in all your scouts, and that mesmer dandy would have taken them all.
- Is this your only cub?
- Good luck. I hope he gets a good primus.
- We should have brought him two years ago, but this was our first opportunity to make the journey. He'll have some catching up to do, but he's smart.
- Come on, Marshal Trahearne's waiting back at Fort Trinity. The mission was a success. Let's go tell him so.
- I am sure he will do you, and the legion, proud.
- We have another cub who'll be ready next year. So even though they won't be in the same warband, at least they'll go through fahrar training together.