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- I don't know, maybe 20?
- I hope, for your future wife's sake, that you remain in the field.
- Have you seen my boy? He's got black hair and blue eyes, and he—
- Stay behind walls, ma'am. It's not safe out in the open.
- If we find any children, we'll bring them back. You have my word.
- We could use some help out in the field.
- No, thank you. You take care of the killing. I will tend to the injured.
- I should surprise the next patrol. I could defeat them all before they raise their blades!
- You fight like a coward. You're like a harpy, feasting on carrion.
- Are you calling me a harpy? I follow Raven, you wolf pup. Ravens feast on delicious eyes.
- We will fight like wolves. If you're part of our pack, you must follow my lead.
- A norn hunts best when he hunts alone, but I'll follow your lead...for now.
- Any food left?
- All gone.
- You ever see a Modniir pulling a cart?
- What?
- You ever see a Modniir pushing a barricade? No. You know why? We get some weak-willed, swaybacked Harathi to do it.
- Next time you act up, I'll find a boulder for you to drag.
- I did not...yes, sir.
- I do not like the way our Modniir "friend" treats us.
- You are not paid to give me opinions. Back to task!
- But you are right. He is a strutting ass.
- How you holdin' up, sister?
- I'd kill for some warm food right now and a warm bath.
- And a warm bed.
- But I'm holdin' up.
- Good. Just remember that it's all waiting back home for us.
- I don't know if I'm ready.
- Still sowing your wild oats?
- It's not that. I just want to be sure.
- Don't worry. No self-respecting woman would have you, anyway.
- We broke one last night.
- Did he scream?
- Like a baby.
- What is it?
- I sense change. Wind is picking up, and the water is flowing faster. The front line is about to shift.
- We will need bigger walls.
- What I wouldn't give for a day of fishing.
- Nothing like waiting for a bite with a drink in hand.
- Humanity doesn't need totems. Our gods will make sure we win.
- You keep praying. I'll take matters into my own hands.
- Hey. You need to hold back a bit. You're gonna lose it.
- I'm fine! I can do this! Send in more centaurs!
- I miss bread.
- This stuff tastes like skalefin.
- I smell prey.
- Where?
- It is gone.
- The wind carries the scent as it wishes.
- Stay alert. We are not alone.