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- I see. May I ask something else?
- Try to make the dolyak move.
- Leave the dolyak alone.
- Potato lets out a low rumble.
- Iron Horse Mines
- Travel to Rata Sum.
- Zojja contacted me and asked me to attend an academic presentation by a respected professor named Gorr. She's interested in Gorr's latest theory, and after hearing her describe its potential importance, so am I.
- Go to Rata Sum.
- Read Zojja's letter.
- The grawl are useless. Even if they join the fight, it will make no difference.
- They'll make good fodder. Someone has to test the Flame defenses.
- Isn't that what the Blood Legion is for?
- Get me inside the Flame Citadel for one night and we can all go home.
- We're still alive! We are still alive, right?
- Leave Potato alone.
- He does not move.
- Do you have any equipment to spare?
- I wonder if any of us will ever know more than the Firstborn.
- Probably not.
- What'll I do when the war is over? My skills are limited to wartime.
- You could be a butcher.
- Yeah, along with everyone else. That's the only career plan I hear.
- So, what did you do? I mean, before. Before what you do now, that is.
- I was a plant-statue sculptor. My creations still live. They breathe, grow and change, even as I turn my talents to protection and combat.
- Wow. That's fascinating. I want to know more.
- How did you and Wjerd become partners?
- How did you start fighting in tournaments?
- Good to meet you.
- Pears in Bulk
- Don't get the wrong idea—he's not my type. He's my partner as in "pit companion," not "bed warmer."
- I don't always trust Iron Legion inventions. What's wrong with solid muscle and tested steel?
- It's okay. We're the sledgehammer of the Legions. Without us they'd have no shelter; all their labs and fancy sketches would fade away.
- Pinenuts in Bulk
- What's your type? Someone like me?
- Do you think the legionnaire is cracking up?
- I would never say so out loud.
- No. No. Neither would I.
- I almost lost a boot in the damn tar yesterday.
- That's nothing, I lost two claws. Ripped right off my paw after I lost my boot.
- If we don't stop the Flame, all of our lands will be covered in tar.
- That can't be true, can it?
- Magister Maresta says we're not ready to assault the Altar of Lies just yet.
- I'll speak with her.
- I might join the Vigil.
- Nonsense! You're Ash Legion. Nothing will change that.
- I like winners. Better yet, I like being a winner. Watch yourself out there.
- Physically, yes. Mentally is another question.
- I'll take that as an invitation.
- I'm a target shooter, good at trick shots. Wjerd talked me into joining up in the ring.
- Our tactical officer is an inspiration, but lacks regard for personal safety.