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- I have the antidote for you.
- I smell humans...and poison. Don't drink that water. Those wretched Separatists have spoiled our well again. Kill 'em, if you see 'em, and take the antidotes off their lifeless bodies.
- Maybe some will show up. Good-bye.
- It's been quiet. I'm expecting separatists to show up and try—yet again—to poison our well. I have to admit that if it weren't for the Separatists, this job would be as boring as a dead dredge.
- Right. With these, we can put the well back to health. Bring me as many as you find.
- Nice. These will come in handy if those Separatists show up again.
- The cow sniffs around and licks its cow lips. It's drooling a bit.
- Don't start something you can't finish.
- What do you want? Trying to pick a fight with me? I'll claw your eyes out.
- I don't like it when people stare at me. Creeps me out.
- This grill has a nice flame going. It looks perfect for cooking meat.
- Take me on. I have the strength of the ten bears.
- My stomach is full of meat. I feel like I could take on ten bears. All at once!
- Neither can I.
- I'll never get tired of meat. It goes so well with ale. I can't think of anything that makes a better combination.
- Sorry, but I'm the enforcer. Not you.
- I'll leave now.
- Stand still! I can't look at ya if you're gonna wobble around like that. I could force you, if I have to. (laugh)
- I wouldn't recommend that.
- My head feels like it's been split open. I'm gonna need another drink.
- I'll show you who's a punching bag.
- Whenever I drink I feel the need to hit somebody. Wanna be my punching bag? You look like one.
- You should take a nap.
- (yawn) Drinking makes me sleepy.
- I have a thing or two I can teach you.
- Thanks, but I don't need
- You smell like the backside of marmox. Want me to dump you with the rest of the trash? That'll teach you not to be so offensive.
- It's not your tail. You're just saying "Swoosh."
- Doesn't my tail make a cool sound when I wave it? Listen. Swoosh. Swoosh.
- I'm not apologizing for anything.
- Sorry, I'll leave now.
- Did you just bump into me? I felt someone touch me. Apologize before I grind you into the dirt.
- I guess that's okay.
- I just love fighting, but right now, I love meat more.
- I'm good. What are we celebrating?
- I'm all set, thanks. Good-bye.
- Hello! Glad to see you in Butcher's Block. Are you enjoying the celebration? Have you had something to eat? To drink?
- No, really. Tell me.
- You've got a point. Good-bye.
- Meat! What else is there? (laugh)
- That sounds smart. See you around.
- All right. The truth is that these soldiers have it rough out there. They're tense all the time. If we don't give them a chance to blow off steam, they're likely to blow their tops. Meatoberfest is a release valve.
- What? Burn mark?
- No time to chat. Good-bye.
- You look like you've seen some Flame Legion action. Is that a burn mark?
- I can only imagine. Good-bye.
- I've got burn marks that would make your tail curl. My warband and me, we took the fight to the Flame Legion a few years ago. We made it all the way to the Tuyere command post, but then we were ambushed.
- I'm sorry. You served the legions well. Respect.
- Take care of yourself. Good-bye.
- We buried them in their own lava. Unfortunately, none of us walked away without crippling injuries. Me, I took a blast that hit me right in the head. I've been seeing double ever since, except when I'm drinking. Then, I see triple. (laugh)