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- I'm not leaving her. No way! I'm staying too.
- What should I do with the bones?
- Bleh. Dump them in the midden so they don't upset the new arrivals.
- What'll we do once we've squeezed all the money out of these fools?
- That's obvious, my good man. Squeeze harder.
- How long do we have to stay out here in the middle of nowhere?
- They said to clear out the centaurs, then come back to Divinity's Reach.
- I vote we chew through them quick as roasted moa at feast. I don't want to stay longer than necessary.
- Watchman One, awake and alert!
- Two, reporting in!
- Watch Three, dreaming of sheep!
- Four, dreaming of sleep!
- Watch Five! Can I have a loo break?
- Number Twelve, report.
- The enemy has not shown its face, sir!
- Very good, Twelve. Keep up the good work!
- I hope these bumpkins stand up to us this time.
- Why?
- I need more trophies.
- Even as slaves, these humans are worthless.
- Absolutely. We only get a week of work before they drop.
- My favorite thing is a cold morning, when you can see the steam rising off the corpses.
- Suck-up.
- I am hearing rumors about an escape or rescue attempt.
- I do not see how humans could possibly pose a threat to us.
- Stay alert anyway, or I will feed you to the beasts.
- We don't need to defeat our enemies, we just need to outlast them.
- Why should we go hungry while they hoard the things we need?
- They connive to weaken us. We must strike first!
- When are we going back to the human camp? I want to personally kick down the gates.
- Rein it in. First, we let the catapults do their work.
- Someone should warn these travelers not to stray from the roads.
- They never listen. First sign of a storm and they're off into the swamp looking for shelter.
- No human supply wagons get through. Understand?
- And if we spot humans that are not carrying supplies?
- Consider them target practice.
- Four! What's new?
- All quiet, sir!
- Carry on!
- The queen's second cousin stayed here once. There used to be a plaque.
- Nothin' personal, but soon as we can, my wife and I are moving on.
- I am sick of being Modniir cannon fodder. Why do they always send us in first?
- If those lumbering ox-bellies led the charge, the battle would end before they arrived.
- I met a human who promised to spread our message of unity to their havens.
- But will they listen? Their ears are closed to the truth.
- The dredge are just like us. Why shouldn't we work with them?
- I'm not working with animals that would murder us in our sleep.
- If guards keep dying, Lion's Arch will eventually stop sending replacements.
- I heard there are more undead gathering south of here.
- And you, ma'am? Where are you going?