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• She's right. As you were.
• Fraxis
• Fire
• Ghostblast Battery
• You the soldiers I'm supposed to meet?
• Yeah. I checked in with my tribune this morning, registered myself as gladium.
• Me too.
• Good. It's my job to get you settled and talk to you about your options. To the east there, you'll find one of them: the Vigil Chapterhouse. Now, follow me.
• All right, Spark warband. Let's get underway. I've got limited time to show you around before I have to report back.
• I'm ready. Sooner I'm on the job, the happier I'll be.
• Are we going to have our own welding wands? I'm kinda particular about my tools.
• Not my job to requisition your tools for you. I'm just here to give you the tour. Let's go.
• Hey. Is that what I think it is?
• Yeah. The magic horn that the human Rurik used to draw lightning and cannonball-sized hail down upon our armies.
• And beyond are the ruins of the human city of Rin. That was our vengeance.
• We showed them, huh? To the fallen!
• Your quarters are down here. Don't take it personally, but you just don't fit in anywhere else.
• I get it. No warband. No place in the legions.
• It's not so bad as that. You have options. You'll meet other gladium down here. You can make a new warband.
• I don't want a new warband. I liked my old one, before they were all slaughtered by grawl.
• I get it. You can always join the Vigil or one of the other orders. They won't judge you like others might.
• Nobody's got any right to judge me. I'm gladium. Deal with it. They don't know how hard it is.
• Gather around.
• That's the Great Imperial Smelter. You'll never see anything like it anywhere in all of Tyria.
• If you got something made of poured iron, you probably got it from this pool. It's the heart of the legions' power.
• Impressive. My fur is singeing already. I love it.
• You two can take it from here. Just keep your noses clean. The last thing you want is a stay in the stockade. Or worse. Watch your backs.
• Will do. Anyway, I had most of the fight knocked out of me when my warband died. I need a career change.
• Me, I'm itching for a fight, but I'll take it out to the enemy. I may be gladium, but I'm still a legion soldier.
• Stay strong. I'll see you around.
• Cannon bay. We pump out a dozen of these babies every day. You'd be amazed how many cannons we go through out in the field.
• Out at Steeleye Span, we worked our cannons so hard, they'd crack.
• It ain't pretty when you fire a cracked cannon, let me tell you. But the worst is when it melts from the heat.
• I take it back. Maybe you do know how many cannons we go through in the field. Follow me.
• You can slit my throat right now, and I'd die happy. Would you look at these beauties!
• Sparkburn's gonna shame himself when he sees this. This is his dream come true.
• It won't be long before your own sweat and blood'll be going into making war wagons like these.
• Aw yeah! I just walked into the future.
• Okay, that's the last stop. Behave yourselves. You and the rest of your warband report for duty tomorrow, at dawn.
• We'll be here, bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. See you then.
• Their spies are keeping us distracted, that's how! Tribunes at each other's throats, warbands defecting, sabotage. We'll stop them, Legionnaire. But first we have to clean our own house.
• Yes, sir! Thank you, sir. That's good to hear.
• Don't apologize for what you couldn't help, Legionnaire. You did your duty, and you obeyed orders.
• Keep up? Ha! You never knew my old friend Ca... Never mind. Right now, I don't care if I have to fight Trybulus in an evening gown as long as he ends up dead.
• Sure. Just make it quick. We can't let this trail go cold.
• Too bad we can't get more norn allies to battle the Flame Legion.
• At least they're joining the Vigil.
• True.
• I'm sorry Ash didn't contact you about the Flame Legion's plans. Tribune Desertgrave made the call, and I had to abide by it.
• How'd the Flame Legion manage to get this far inside our territory?