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• What's it do?
• It'll let us attract tar elementals.
• So you can stick 'em and stab 'em and squish 'em? Great idea!
• No. So we can harvest their tar.
• Hmph. I'll never understand you Iron Legion engineers. Carry on.
• I return victorious!
• Great. Now, I want to see that tar put to good use.
• Watch me.
• Back so soon?
• Yeah. The tar elementals were too strong for my device.
• Well, there's always next time.
• Do you hear that?
• I do. They're coming.
• We can't let Flame Legion troops take the fort.
• They won't have it without a fight.
• We did it! Severed Breach was snatched from Flame hands.
• Right. Let's get back to making these weapons fully functional. Then, we'll show 'em.
• Ha! Severed Breach is ours again! Run you cowards!
• Good thing they didn't figure out our cannons. That could have been disastrous.
• Overseer! Your time has come. We're taking this quarry.
• You'll be ash when I'm done with you, cub.
• This ends now!
• I claim this quarry for the Ash Legion!
• The Flame will have trouble crafting weapons without iron! Haha!
• Weeks of planning finally coming to fruition. Today, we take the quarry.
• Watch out for collateral damage. These grawl could become an asset to us.
• My soldiers are in position waiting for the signal. Let's go! First, we take the beach.
• Flame incoming. Stand your ground. We keep our cannons secured!
• As long as I got breath in my lungs, this cannon won't stop firing. Rawr!
• All right! They are on the run, just like I called it.
• Good work, soldiers. Let's get back to our siege, huh? I'm feeling feisty.
• Blast that castrum off the face of Tyria!
• We've licked our wounds long enough. It's time to take back our cannons.
• Hate to point out the obvious, but the Flame have us outnumbered four to one.
• Right. Time for the damper. Somebody needs to reduce their numbers before we attack.
• Fine. We hold position for now. As soon as the path to the cannons is clear, we'll show them.
• They did it! They flaming did it!
• No more sitting around, cubs. It's time to unleash some Iron fury.
• Fire those cannons!
• This castrum is ours! But no time to rest, we have preparations to make.
• You scrappers go fortify the gates. We can expect Flame retaliation.
• Casters, go tend to the cauldrons. As long as they stay unlit the Flame Legion can't take back this site.
• Shaman, I appeal to your better sense. We need your help fighting the Flame Legion. You owe us.
• Can't go. Harpies will return for revenge. You're big cat. You go fight burning ones.
• No. We need you and your magic. I'll stay here and guard your territory, if you'll go! The "burning ones" will come here if we don't stop them.
• Your words sound true. No smell of smoke and lies. You saved Shoba from death worse than fate. I will help. You must promise.
• Fate worse than death. Never mind. I promise. Go on, now. And don't stop until you reach Atrox Castrum.
• Flame it! Stupid, lovelorn grawl. There are too many harpies out there. I can't clear them all off by myself.
• I have to fall back. I hope that shaman gets all the loving he deserves.
• I sense her. My harpy. Back to God's Hand. Back to Shoba.