Game text

902,736 entries

• At least in the forest we have an advantage over those four-legged monstrosities.
• How's that?
• They don't corner well.
• If they named a town after me, would the people be called Oswaldians?
• I wouldn't want to live there. I'd prefer a more scandalous term. Like woodcutter.
• How do you get sylvari to work for free?
• I don't know. How?
• Tell them they'll get paid in their dreams.
• Valerius Treeslayer. That's what they should call me.
• I like your name.
• Really?
• I'll never understand centaurs. What is their beef with us?
• I detest wasting breath to point out the obvious, but I feel compelled to educate you.
• What?
• You're right. You'll never understand them. You lack the scientific wherewithal.
• I fear for my life every time I leave the monastery.
• Why is that?
• Centaurs. Such godless creatures. They have no moral compass whatsoever.
• Here's a hint: apple peels. A couple handfuls in the keg give a light, fruity tone. Now ask no more!
• I wasn't asking.
• Good, good. Because my lips are airtight.
• You know Balthazar was a beer drinker. That's a highly desirable quality in a god.
• Indeed. Continue to honor him and maybe he'll return.
• I wonder if the centaurs would be less hostile if we shared our beer with them.
• I think they want our land and crops, not our beer.
• Just a thought. More for me, then.
• Hear that?
• Burn them!
• Too much!
• Reinforcements!
• Snuffed out...
• Rrraaahh!
• Fresh meat!
• Ready for your beating?
• Just another dead cow.
• You make me sick.
• This will silence you!
• Flame take you!
• What are you doing about the bandit situation, Lieutenant?
• I have bigger concerns than stolen trinkets. This garrison is a vital part of the war effort.
• There's more to worry about 'round here than just centaurs, you know.
• The night sky brings back memories.
• Of?
• My first skirmish. Hostiles rode up from the south, eyes glowing like fire.
• I lost a lot of friends that battle.
• I dropped off a pie for you earlier, Lieutenant.
• You know I can't take bribes, ma'am.
• It's not a bribe. It's a thank you for keeping us safe.
• Then I'll share it with the others tonight. Thank you.
• What happened to those burned-out farms?