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• Grendich or Oldgate. It's so tough to decide. Both places have ruins, and both promise a rich return on our time investment. Knowledge abounds in these plains. Knowledge and cow patties.
• We all pay our dues. See ya.
• Where would you rather be?
• There aren't many Durmand Priory explorers out this way. Any relics worth finding have been trampled by cattle or damaged by careless mill workers. This area is too organic for me.
• Lion's Arch. Now that's a place ripe for research. If you're a student of culture and racial interactions, as I am, you'd know what I mean. The people-watching alone could keep me busy for decades.
• Welcome to Charrgate Haven—where the food is edible, the water is potable, and the Lionguard are rough and tumble.
• Festival?
• For fun, you could check out the festival at Butcher's Block. Or, if you're looking for something only slightly more dangerous, you could go engage those pesky Separatists loitering around Ebonhawke.
• Fire a volley of poisonous darts.
• Humans opposed to the cease fire between our legions and their queen bee. They think they're special, rebelling against their leaders. If they were charr, they'd be dead charr.
• What's that about Separatists?
• Wow. Just wow.
• Meatoberfest! Rowr! It's the highlight of the season. Meat and ale. Then, ale and meat. Then, naptime for the elderly and unconscious, which means even more meat and ale for the rest of us!
• What's a cattlepult?
• Already saw it. They say necessity is the dame of invention.
• Have you seen the cattlepult yet? Everybody's talking about it.
• Where is this inventor?
• Think about it: What's the first casualty of war? Food delivery service. Especially when you're in a castle under siege. But there's an inventor who's working on a way to deliver fresh food by air.
• Show me on my map.
• Southeast of here, past Moorwatch Tower. They say that once you get close enough, you can hear the giddy mooing of blissful cows in flight.
• You picked up a piece of rainbow cake from inside the barrel.
• There's nothing of interest inside this barrel.
• Sure. Take it.
• I'll hold on to it for now.
• (hiccup) Is that drink for me? Hand it over before you spill it!
• Try to drink it all at once.
• Thanks. You can never (hiccup) never have too many of these.
• Hm. No mystery there.
• Where do my drinks keep going? I don't remember drinkin' 'em. (hiccup)
• It's all yours.
• I think I'll keep it.
• That's a nice mug you've got there. I could really use a good mug like that one. Mind if I take it off your paws?
• Jixxi
• Thanks! You know, the taste is ruined If you don't have a good mug. This one tastes great!
• I might be able to get one for you.
• You could call me a mug collector of sorts. I only take 'em full of ale of course. I'm not interested in anything else.
• Uh, you can have it.
• Yeah. This one belongs to me.
• Hey! You gonna drink that?
• Woo! I can drink these all day and all night. Keep 'em coming!
• I don't see why not.
• Another drink would be nice. Don't you think so?
• You can have it.
• Yeah. Get your own.
• Mmm! That smells like meat on stick! Are you gonna eat that?
• Fantastic! I was just thinking about getting myself one of this, but you saved me a trip. Thanks!
• It's gotta be meat on a stick! I'll go get one for you.
• I love the smell of meat on a stick. Maybe I should go get one. Hmm. Or another meat? Too many choices!
• You can have it.
• Yeah. Get your own.