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• Power is maximized, chief. That should keep the sparks away.
• Excellent. Our work here is done.
• Will this actually work?
• Of course. Just takes work to make it...work. Not to be overly obvious, of course.
• There's no time to waste. Work quickly so we can head back to the Span.
• You got it, boss.
• Uh-oh. We got company!
• Quaggan likes your home. It's very bulbous.
• Hard-shelled, too. Good for keeping out krait and other pests.
• Undead make my heart go cold. Not out of fear though.
• What then?
• Their inherent unnatural nature and the knowledge that total eradication is our only option.
• This tower was supposed to keep the elementals away!
• This one seems more powerful than your typical spark.
• I'll burn them.
• I know.
• I hope he didn't suffer.
• He went quickly, I'm sure.
• Inquest, undead, destroyers, golems. We got no scarcity of enemies to fight.
• The hunting is good. I like killing destroyers most of all.
• Why is that?
• That ancient and epic foe has haunted my people for generations.
• I constructed a completely self-sufficient flower garden.
• I made one of those too, only mine has self-reliant bees that make honey.
• My garden can mutate into any number of predetermined iterations, and still survive.
• When mine mutates, it doesn't just survive, it turns into a veritable paradise of enchanting blossoms and sweet nectar.
• Are your plants edible, too?
• Without question.
• Perhaps when I return home, I'll visit your garden. Have a little lunch.
• You wouldn't dare!
• We need space. Little rodent people take too much land.
• The rodents with the big ears?
• Yes. We must push them off our land and take it back.
• The Order and Vigil would be irrevocably lost without our guidance.
• They are like children playing with the unbridled energies of the Eternal Alchemy.
• It's a wonder they haven't destroyed this world already.
• How is our weekly emolument shaping up?
• Our weekly what, Captain?
• Profits! Our income from larcenous endeavors? ...The booty!
• Oh, that. Fine, sir. Above expectations, actually.
• Come on! Kill it!
• Phew. We did it. That thing was not happy.
• We're trying to destroy it. Would you be happy?
• Raccoon
• Thank you for coming to help us uncover the secrets of Arah. Is this your entire group here with you?
• No. Well, maybe. Something's always trying to destroy me, and I'm fairly happy.
• I expect you'll go off and pursue your own projects. That's the way it goes. Genius never stands still. On behalf of Kazz and Doxa and the whole krewe: great working with you, %str1%.
• Thanks, chief.
• The anxiety is killing me. Please, let's get this over with before I lose my nerve.
• That's good.