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- Modus Sceleris has gambled its power against you and lost. We need more fighters like you.
- Flame's getting more dangerous. Tribune Desertgrave needs our help.
- Nothing's going to get past these walls.
- These cannons have an answer for anything that comes our way.
- Go with Sicaea. I'll meet you two at the Ruins of Rin.
- This is awful. We have to stop this. Or at least stop the next thing they're up to.
- I can't believe they got to the tribune! When we find Torga, I'll hunt down every last one and set their snouts on fire!
- Tribune Desertgrave's been kidnapped! Looks like it's time to be big, damn heroes. Am I right, or am I right?
- Another attack by the Flame Legion in the heart of the citadel? What's the world coming to? We've got to rescue the tribune!
- Can I ask you something, Tribune?
- I'll make sure these find their way back to Annerly.
- Thanks for your help, %str1%. What can I do for you?
- I hear these used to be hunting grounds?
- Now that the elixirs have been returned to Merchant Annerly, I'll remain here with the hunters to antagonize the grawl—at least until dinner time.
- Annerly Keeneye
- Glynis sent word about what you did up north to the grawl. You have my thanks, %str1%.
- What will you do now?
- I—suppose—you—meant—well.
- You break it, you bought it.
- The joke's on you. I don't have any money.
- Okay. You break it, I break you.
- We were jumped by grawl. My dolyak spooked, and now my cart is in pieces. To make matters worse the grawl stole a shipment of potions from a local alchemist.
- You're here by yourself?
- Reztiff Sunderfoe
- Remember the north?
- We had to melt snow for water.
- It was so cold we had to double up under the same blanket. Not something I want to do again.
- I've sent the elixirs on to Lion's Arch ahead of me. For now, I'll repair my cart, and then, eventually, I'll be on my way.
- Smashy is Skillet's friend. He dumb as rocks, but he tough. He fight you good.
- Stolen Elixirs
- Cararea Smokescreen
- The future lies below the horizon. Under the water. Our submarine at the dock's end is going to finish this war against the dragons. All that's left is a few modifications.
- Lisny
- Lida
- I smell black powder.
- Smells like home.
- Thanks for getting us out of there in one piece.
- Yeah. Even with the truce, I never thought a charr would rescue a human.
- It's got nothing to do with the truce. In our city, everyone obeys the same rules.
- Is that troublemaking punk back again?
- You've got to rip into him this time. Without scars, he won't remember.
- I'll mark him so he never forgets.
- I've been watching the fahrar cubs train. Mine got another scar today!
- One scar today makes a champion tomorrow.
- You going out for some food?
- Maybe. I'm going hunting. Let's see what I catch.
- The Flame Legion worships Gaheron like a god.
- Then one of us gets to be a godslayer.
- You know what? We need more cannons over the front gate.
- We can never have too many cannons.