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• Well done.
• It was a treacherous ambush. The conniving Ascalonians were unable to defeat us through force of arms. So they sneaked around behind us and summoned a cruel dark magic with this horn.
• What sort of magic?
• Many died that day—but the few survivors gave account of the turn of events. Now, everyone must know how resolute our ancestors were. Even in the face of an enemy allied with evil.
• The human, Prince Rurik, summoned a torrent of bloody rain from the skies. Our brave forces stood no chance against the craven evil unleashed by the coward.
• It seems like an icon of defeat, not victory. Why display it?
• It was a short-lived defeat. We rose again and prevailed. Now, with the Citadel erected upon Ascalonian graves, it gives fair warning to our enemies that we can never be defeated.
• Smashy
• You stand at the threshold of the Great Imperial Smelter and Junker's Scrapyard. That's the smell of industry and progress you're choking on.
• What's produced at the smelter?
• Who's in charge of the scrapyard?
• As you were.
• You've arrived at the Great Imperial Smelter and Junker's Scrapyard. That's industry and progress that you smell, here.
• What's produced at the Smelter?
• Who's in charge of this Scrapyard?
• Progress and industry have an acrid tang.
• You name it. If it was forged or cast in iron, then its remarkable journey began here.
• What can you tell me about the scrapyard?
• Icebrood Berserker
• The owner's a no-nonsense soldier named Unglot Sootmane. You get on her good side by making her life easier. You get on her bad side, it makes your life agony.
• It's only fitting that we gladium live in a district of castoffs, bordered by a scrapyard.
• How did you become a gladium?
• I don't understand. "A district of castoffs"?
• I'm a soldier without a warband. By circumstance, not choice. I live alone, I fight alone, and I'll no doubt die alone.
• Skillet
• I hope so.
• Hope you can improve your station.
• Gladium Canton. It's where the refuse of the Citadel settles, like sludge in a stream. There, we gladium live side-by-side with other races, even humans.
• Sounds disagreeable. I think I'll be going.
• The hope I might, one day, join another warband keeps me alive. But few trust lone survivors. The sneering questions. "Why did I alone escape with my life?" "Was it because I turned tail?"
• So where do you live now?
• Best of luck, gladium.
• Will Tribune Desertgrave be all right?
• You won't be with us on the next mission?
• What can you tell me about Trybulus Griefblade?
• You are not currently representing a guild.
• Marcello DiGiacomo
• Minor Rune[s] of the Mad King
• I hardly remember what I was back then. I made hats and fancied myself something of an artist. I still enjoy it, but as a hobby. Punishing traitors is ever so much more fun.
• of the Mad King
• Eliminate the remaining White Mantle cultists.
• This ancient plaque has an engraving on it.
• Leemoola
• "Balthazar. God of War and Fire. Worshipped by those seeking strength before battle." Someone has crudely carved the word "Badazar" over and over again.
• Retreating to a safe distance.
• Someone with an extremely primitive handwriting carved the word "Badazar" over and over again on the statue.
• This weathered plaque appears to describe the crystal in front of you.
• "A crystal remnant from the Searing. The ruthless charr used their magic to destroy much of human civilization."
• You see that fight last night in the arena?
• That runty little asura and the wolves? Yeah, that was a laugh and a half.