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- Say, you look strong enough to pull the arms off an oakheart.
- I see you're no stranger to these parts. Good to have you in the carnival once more. But, are you up for a challenge?
- Hello to you and thanks. Some other time.
- Well, aren't you a charmer? I like that. If I didn't have my sights on a certain lieutenant, you'd be in trouble.
- The lieutenant? Really?
- So what is this place anyhow?
- Probably best for both of us this way.
- I run this fighting pit. It's a great way to stay in shape and keep your skills sharp. Personally, there's nothing like the thrill of one-on-one combat. You should try it.
- Beer kegs
- Oh, if you've seen that man fight, you'd understand. He's like an artist with his sword. I'd be willing to wager he's the best warrior in this town. Besides me, of course.
- Mini Iron Legion Soldier
- I see. What's this all about any way?
- What a rush! This is what life's all about!
- It's a game that requires keen observation. My assistant there will transform into a moa, and you have to pick him out of the group. It's not as simple as it seems.
- How many times do I have to tell you to stop pestering people, you mean old hag!
- Why I never. This kind of behavior would have never been tolerated in my day.
- Well it's not your day anymore lady, so don't go insulting our visitors.
- Welcome to the fighting pit. The rules are simple: last one standing is the winner, and you start a fight, you finish it.
- Behold: the most vicious and cunning predator of the seas—me pet shark, Chompy! Get 'em, boy! Go for the feet! (laugh)
- Few have escaped Chompy's vicious maw. The last one to do that was me first mate, a lad by the name of Shane.
- Hear my words, child. Repent and be saved! Your wasteful existence in this world will be at an end soon. I am a messenger, sent to impart this news so you may be safe in Grenth's embrace.
- Can't you see you're scaring these good people?
- I don't need your insanity.
- I'm good. Thanks.
- You poor, blind soul. Of course, you need salvation. Do not squander this opportunity like so many before you. The sand is draining from the hourglass, my child. Your time grows short.
- This way, if ye want to escape with all yer fingers and toes!
- This relatively new volume has a golden imprint on the cover that says "Winner of the Krytan Noble Prize 1324". The title of the book reads, "Wikki's Official Guide to Tyria."
- Your blasphemed existence is the threat. Your soul is in jeopardy without the gods' blessing. If you do not ask for forgiveness, your soul will wither and die in the Mists.
- You're insane. Leave me alone.
- They need to be afraid. Fear will bring them to the truth. They must beg the gods for forgiveness. Their fear will be the conduit of their prayers and the link to their salvation.
- That's despicable.
- Grenth, hear me! I commend these souls to your icy rule. Take them and be pleased with your servant's offering.
- That's just creepy.
- Mini Aetherblade Elementalist
- That's unfortunate.
- Mini Vulture Raptor[s]
- Ahh! You shouldn't sneak up on a man like that.
- Why are you so jumpy?
- I'll be going.
- Oh, hey. Did Marduke send you? If he did, you tell him I'm working hard, okay? Don't go saying I'm sitting around or nothing.
- But you are sitting around.
- Marduke didn't send me.
- I won't say a thing. Take care.
- I'll level with you, but you can't think I'm crazy, okay? It's the ghosts. Folks who should be in the Mists, ain't. I'm telling you, it's unnatural.
- Have they harmed you?
- I think I'll be leaving now.
- Not yet. But still, they're ghosts. It's just creepy, especially when they wander about at night without using their feet.
- They probably don't even see you. You should be fine.
- Yeah, but he doesn't need to know that. Besides, I'm just taking a break. It's a hot one today. Makes for some mighty potent smells around here.
- Well, Marduke didn't send me.