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- Keep your footing, go as fast as you can, and don't worry—it'll be cherry!
- He's a Son of Svanir—they're dragon cultists, and...and Steag is a mean one. If he's got the sword, it'll be nothing but trouble.
- Hope she enjoys it.
- Double-click to open.
- You look like you've faced down death in your time. Let's see if any of these badges suit you.
- Thanks, let's see what you've got.
- You're probably right! Would you like to try one on?
- Sure. Let's take a look at your wares.
- Uh, hey, what do you know, you're in luck! I have a few extra. Don't hit me.
- I'll keep my eyes open.
- Fifteen men on a dead man's chest
- Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
- Drink and the devil had done for the rest
- Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
- The mate was fixed by the bosun's pike
- The bosun brained with a marlinspike
- And cookey's throat was marked belike
- It had been gripped by fingers ten
- And there they lay, all good dead men
- Like break o'day in a boozing ken
- Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
- Get out of here before I give you the red smile, you swine-hugging fatherless dog.
- Okay! I'll be on my way.
- Big talk from someone who smells like an unwashed dolyak.
- +5 Agony Resistance
- That's the best you got? Your wits are as quick as a pregnant cow.
- I'm leaving before someone gets hurt.
- Look who's talking, goat kisser.
- I'd murder you right now if I didn't mind getting the blood of a charr-loving, rat catcher on it.
- I don't have to listen to this!
- You couldn't murder a moa rancher, you skritt-licking gravedigger.
- Hah! I like you. You can live for now.
- Feeling's mutual, you ugly swine herder.
- I'm a man with weighty things on his mind and no time for idle chit-chat, sailor. I've got a ship to mend and a crew to rebuild!
- Aye-aye, Captain. I'll leave you to it.
- Get out of here before I give you the red smile, you swine-hugging fatherless dog.
- Veteran Skritt Forager
- Ogre Chieftain
- That's the best you got? Your wit's about as quick as a pregnant cow.
- Leave.
- I don't blame her. Let me ask something else.
- Come explore the place where His Royal Madness trains his army! Join a team, and compete to grow an army of your own! All in good fun. Would you care to participate?
- Please. If you murder me in a dream, you better wake up and apologize, skritt-shaver.
- What's the situation?
- This place is still coming down on our ears.
- Yes. (Enter Activity)
- Ho, Pact comrade! Here. Over here!
- I'm going to kill you, skin you, and mount your head over my mantle.
- Come on, you fiery devils! I may not be able to eat you, but I can kill you just fine.
- I'm awake...and hungry.