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• Well met! I've heard of your good deeds, something worthy of a song. Terrific job.
• Healer Jessica
• Harathi Bombardier
• Run now and maybe I'll spare you!
• It's time to take back what they stole from us. Burn their homes. Burn their corpses!
• I don't care if we burn it all down. That patch of ground will be ours again.
• Burn and suffer! Choke on our flames!
• Once we get those trebuchets up and running, Nebo Terrace will blaze like a single flame!
• Apprentice
• Dead Moa
• Villager
• Farmer
• Security Guard
• Sergeant Minak
• Those centaurs are so infuriating. These bombardments have got to stop!
• You there! Heard you helped get that caravan here. Thanks. A lot of good people are safer now.
• Buccaneer Digger
• There's something carved into this tree, but it's difficult to read. You can barely make out two fives and the letter M.
• Inspect
• What is this place?
• These ruins appear to be of a human structure. It's difficult to tell what it once was, but was clearly destroyed long ago.
• Driftwood
• This driftwood would be a nice place to sit down and relax, if it weren't for all the crabs around.
• Lots and lots of candy. Also, occasional daylight naps. Please don't tell my parents.
• Wreckage Waders
• Scratched Tree
• Ettin Chieftain
• Drunk Sylvari
• I've seen things you know. Strange things, like pirates leaping right out of the barrels over there. Peculiar, isn't it? You believe me, don't you?
• Have you been drinking?
• Of course I believe you. You don't seem like one to discount hastily.
• Sure. I'm going to go over here now.
• Maybe just a little. I have a sip here or there...and here again. I help make wine, you know. Delicious, delicious wine.
• How can I get my hands on some?
• Do you have the recipe?
• And you're in the taste-testing department, I see. Bye.
• Hear that, everybody? She thinks I'm not disc...discot...discount...able. Yeah! Thanks, lady. You're one good grape.
• How much have you had to drink?
• I'm a man.
• Thanks, I think.
• This is only for sale at a very special time from a very special lady. She picks it up here on the way to market. She doesn't get the barrels with pirates in them though, just wine.
• Your secret's safe with me.
• I'm flattered you would ask about our wonderfully disorienting wine! We just sent a few crates to market. If you hurry, you may be able to catch the caravan.
• Show me where it went.
• Thanks. Gotta run.
• I would never release the recipe, even if you plied me with a crate of our finest vintage. However, you can get a basic wine-making recipe from my associate. She's that way...somewhere.
• Can you be more specific?
• Anytime now, you clunky machine.
• Of course I can. Here you go. Soon you'll be formatting your own fermenting. Hee. Oh, look...I'm thirsty again.
• Will do.