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- Our sagacious captain would make an excellent krewe chief.
- What's "sagacious" mean?
- It means I should look elsewhere for erudite conversation.
- Watch it, big-ears. I'm as "airtight" as the next guy.
- If we share with the dredge, they'll become our friends.
- Who wants to be friends with a bunch of thieving moles?
- Now we can give those four-legged pack animals a taste of human fury.
- It's hardly a fair fight. The centaurs have more weapons than the locals.
- It'll be a lot fairer when we take up the slack.
- These boards on the stable are rotted. We need to replace them.
- Are you afraid one of the horses will kick them out?
- No. I'm concerned one of the undead will kick them in.
- You there! Clear off, or I will load you into the catapult.
- Sorry, sir!
- My cat's missing. Gods, I hope she didn't wander into the swamp.
- It's taking Lion's Arch so long to send more guards. Your cat is the least of our worries.
- We finally found something humans are good for: raw meat.
- Good thing our beasts are not picky eaters.
- "Raw" is the key factor. The smell of roasting coward sickens me.
- The dredge lifted themselves up! If we help them, together we can lift ourselves!
- How can they lift us up when they live beneath us?
- If this were my land, I'd sure as spit on skritt not let centaurs trample it.
- Not everyone has your fighting skills.
- No excuse. They could learn to fight. I did.
- Cap says the treasure's in a ship. At the bottom of the lake.
- How deep?
- Just grab something heavy, and hold your breath until you stop sinking.
- Barricade the stables carefully tonight. I smell undead on the air.
- You think they'll attack tonight?
- Better safe than sorry.
- Can you see over the parapet?
- My stature is intellectual. I'm a genius.
- Glad to call you neighbor, genius. Just remember to watch for centaurs.
- I will. I will.
- After you fill the water troughs, brush down the animals.
- You think they need to be brushed again, ma'am?
- They sensed the undead last night. It made them nervous. A good brushing will ease them.
- Number Five, report!
- Nothing to report, sir! It seems the centaurs have taken the day off.
- Let's not get lax.
- No, sir!
- They had to send another group of new recruits up to First Haven.
- I'm just glad we're not going there.
- I'd rather fight a centaur than an undead Orrian any day.
- What are you doing up so late?
- I'm worried about the foal, ma'am. The mare is restless, and I'm afraid she'll kick her baby.
- She smells the undead nearby. Move the foal into the empty stall.
- All right, children! The older children will be leaving for Lion's Arch tomorrow.
- What about my sister? She's going this time, right?
- I'm afraid not. She's still too small to make the trip on foot and too heavy to carry. She's safer here for now.