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- I can't wait to send for my wife and kids once the treaty is finalized.
- I don't know. Seems dangerous to me. There's still going to be charr out there.
- It's time to start a new life, get back to the land. Our land.
- Wow. You'd be an excellent model to paint. You really capture the essence of the post-war atmosphere.
- Never! Can't have my face in a painting.
- Wait! Come back! Women will love you!
- I've stared at this wasteland so long, I can't remember what this land looked like before.
- The Dragonbrand?
- Of course, the Brand, you cub. It's been, what, a handful of years since the dragon flew over?
- I saw it in the distance as I fought a human. She and I just stopped and stared.
- I certainly don't want to watch the queen sign the treaty.
- Yeah, that will be a dark day indeed.
- The thought of the queen sitting down across from the charr imperator turns my stomach.
- My chest aches. You should see the gash I got from that ogre.
- I bet it's not half as long as the one a minotaur gave me last month.
- Want to compare?
- Go chase your tail.
- Ouch! My tail's cramped.
- I can show you some exercises to prevent that.
- Really?
- You pick up all kinds of little tricks in Ash.
- I think I'll paint the hawks first. I love it when the sun hits them. Very majestic.
- We've been fighting for our lives, and all you can think about is painting?
- The arts are there to interpret and even uplift the world. Without art, existence is flat, mundane, stale. Who wants that?
- I need to do something, somewhere else.
- Any pitched battles ahead?
- They haven't told us.
- Let me know. I'll pay you.
- Thanks for the handkerchief this morning.
- Anytime.
- What is this place?
- Some kind of club.
- Uh, I'm not interested.
- Fine, yeah. No problem at all. I won't bother you again.
- What is our job here, exactly?
- We're defending our delegation.
- Really? I could have sworn we're here as targets for the Separatists!
- I'm going to require cheap transportation and even cheaper labor.
- What exactly are you transporting?
- That's my little secret. I'm finally going to corner the market.
- Well, I'll have to clear this with the Vanguard.
- No need. I will seek other accommodations. Good day!
- It's the Lion's Arch charr. Somehow, I know this is their fault.
- I'm sure you're right.
- Even with a truce, I was scared to death when we moved way out here.
- But now, I've completely forgotten about the charr. I'm too worried about harpies.
- Maybe the charr let us settle here to be harpy fodder.
- Here's what will happen. We'll get our siege engines on the field, and the ogres will die.
- Sounds about right.
- What do you think of this idea? Gwen and Kieran Thackeray souvenirs. Perhaps plates.