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- I don't think anyone knows, not even the Priory.
- We were eating fried kidneys, and this buddy of mine drops one in his water.
- So he takes out his dagger, shoves it in the cup, pulls out the kidney, and eats the whole soggy thing.
- He hates dirty claws, so he won't touch food. But he'll eat a cold, soggy kidney, as long as it's stuck to the end of a dagger.
- I can't picture myself enjoying that.
- You know the best part about this treaty?
- The charr will stop trying to kill us?
- That, too. But now we won't have to rely on Divinity's Reach for everything.
- We can finally get out from beneath the queen's thumb and run our own lives.
- The treaty was a good first step, but if politics distract us from the Brand, we won't survive.
- Agreed. My latest research has serious implications.
- Damned Renegades!
- If I ever meet one of those feeble-minded curs, I'll stab him in the foot and spit in his face.
- That was a close call today, sir. I thought we lost you for sure.
- I've seen worse. A branded devourer speared my leg once, pinning me to the ground.
- I heard its mandibles clicking as it prepared to eat, so I clawed at its eyes.
- I gouged deeper and deeper until it let go. We both crawled off to lick our wounds.
- Generations of soldiers die in this fight and Queen Jennah just hands over Ascalon to the charr.
- We never should've let a Krytan queen hold sway over us.
- Spot any Vanguard?
- Got a whiff of some yesterday.
- I'd like some time off for the festival.
- You'd think we could slow production, what with the truce and all.
- Everyone else is celebrating. Why not us? We did our part.
- Are we going to be out of work after the war?
- Nah. If anything, we'll need more ore for reconstruction.
- You think so? War has been great for business. I'm almost sorry to see it end.
- I wouldn't let any Vanguard soldiers hear you say that.
- What ever happened to old Gruben?
- He went to Lion's Arch to be a sailor. Never heard from him again.
- Oh, yeah! I remember now. Knowing him, he's probably a pirate by now.
- What will this ore be used for after the war?
- I don't know. Houses? Farm tools? Fences?
- Sure will be nice to be out of the war trade.
- You know why the charr agreed to the cease-fire, right?
- They knew they could never beat us.
- I wish. They're in the middle of a civil war and can't afford a second front.
- In that case we should push our advantage, not negotiate.
- Two hundred and fifty years, give or take. Two hundred and fifty years!
- Here we go again.
- These walls have stood against the charr since 1080. Why are we giving up now?
- No more for you, today. Go home and dry out.
- I'd take a strong Ebonhawke ale over watery Divinity beer any day.
- You can taste a difference?
- It's all about the soil. We got good soil here.
- That's what we're fighting for, isn't it? This is our soil. Our land. Our ale!
- The matrix capacitor seems to be going out of alignment.
- (mumble)...and if I adjust the latency of the matrix capacitor...
- For science!
- Hmm...