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- What's the matter? Your tender feet sore? Want us to carry you?
- As long as I'm downwind from you.
- You just don't appreciate my musk.
- This is boring! When do we get to fight?
- Orders. Patrol and observe. We don't start trouble. We just finish it.
- Who put you in charge?
- I put me in charge! 'Cause I'm the decider! You can fight me for command, or you can keep your mouth shut! What's it gonna be?
- Yeah, that's what I thought. Fall in. We're on patrol.
- How goes the fight?
- Better than a punch in the face.
- I'm so proud. I had six sons last year. Their mothers dropped them off with the fahrar last month.
- You been watching them?
- I stop by to watch them train from time to time. Won't be able to see 'em when I go to the front lines, but I'm still proud.
- You should be. You've done your part. More cubs today means more warbands tomorrow.
- Life is good.
- You okay?
- Huh? I didn't see you there.
- On your knees, beast.
- I'm no beast. Mind your tongue before I rip it out.
- You murderous, flame-wielding, pit-spawning, child-killing monster! You will pay!
- You don't have the troops. Pipe down before I smack you down.
- You know what you're doing, rookie?
- Keep the powder dry. Lead your targets. Point the barrel, pull the trigger. Pretty simple.
- If I'm carrying all this black powder, what do I do about a fire spell?
- Fireproof pouches only do so much. Just shoot first.
- You see someone casting flame, put him down quick.
- I see magic, I kill it. Words to live by.
- I almost didn't recognize you without your pack of shiftless, troublemaking farmhands.
- I'd stake them in a fight over those cattle watchers of yours.
- Keep an eye on 'em. Those guys always have excuses, but they're never short of energy when it's time to scrap.
- Don't I know it! But first I'll need a drink.
- Not a bad idea. First round's on you.
- They won't even see us coming. Can't hit what you can't see.
- Stick to the plan, and they'll be dead before you know it.
- Keep moving, keep killing.
- Keep it up. Pour it on.
- Strike first, hit hard, clean up. Let's do this.
- You're slowing down. If you don't hold your side of the line, you're dead meat.
- These guys are nothing. We can take them with half the warband.
- Don't worry about them. You let down the warband, mewler, and I'll kill you myself.
- You look like you just wrestled a devourer.
- I could definitely use a drink.
- You hear those Flame Legion crackpots screaming about Gaheron Baelfire?
- Yeah, the way I hear it, they think he's some kind of god.
- You really think they worship him? Make sacrifices to him? Set people on fire?
- Whatever. It won't matter after we kill that power-mad freak.
- Is this war with the Flame Legion ever going to end?
- Doesn't end until they're all dead. What? You wanna become a farmer or something?
- I ain't complaining. I just wanna fight something different. Maybe some freaks from the Brand.
- Soldier! We're setting up a betting pool. You want a piece of the action?