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- What did you do before you died?
- We sailed the seas and took from those who had more than us. We didn't realize how bad the Orrian invasion would become. If we had, we might have thought twice about raiding the fort's treasury. We were fools.
- Completed %num1%/%num2% Achievements
- It was our own fault. We were greedy. The Fort Cadence treasury was cursed, but did we heed the warnings? Glory, no! Our punishment has been to guard the ruins for all eternity.
- "Gates of Maguuma" Mastery
- You've done well. I hope you can rest soon.
- Hush, hush. I'm concentrating. This magic is persnickety.
- I'll keep these ghosts at bay for you. Good luck.
- Ghost captain! Get in there! We've got Orrians in our fortress. And that simply won't do!
- Don't get your ears in a knot, asura. We'll have the situation under control in no time.
- The Orrian undead have destroyed the Vigil camp and begun their assault on Fort Cadence. The southern entrance to the fort is vulnerable.
- Defend Fort Cadence's southern entrance.
- Hold the southern entrance!
- Keep your guard up around here. These ruins are flooded with ghosts, and the Orrian undead could come ashore at any moment.
- Glad to help.
- Scholar Yorix, a Durmand Priory researcher, is trying to reach the cursed pirates' treasure chamber, but the smugglers' caverns are filled with the vengeful spirits of pirates.
- Escort Scholar Yorix through the caverns.
- Failed to keep the researcher safe!
- Successfully escorted the researcher!
- Treasure Chamber
- Pfah! Cursed pirates make the best allies. They're desperate and well-trained. I can bring them under my control. That Vigil crusader is too ignorant to comprehend the potential. You're smarter. You'll assist me, won't you?
- Curse? What sort of curse?
- I see the potential. Lead on. I'll help you.
- That's a suicide mission. The crusader is right to refuse. Count me out.
- Indeed. A terrible curse traps them here. By the Eternal Alchemy, if I can adjust the curse, I can make them tell us their story.
- If you need to clean your spectacles, do so now! We need all the peripheral vision we can muster. There could be trans-spectral naval raiders anywhere.
- Trans-spectral naval raiders? Ghost pirates. Right. I'm on it.
- These are the sexiest ruins I've ever encountered. Look at the way the walls have desiccated. If only I could harness the atrophic energy here.
- Don't get overly excited. The Orrian undead like it too.
- Ahem. Sir crusader. If I may bend your ear for a moment, I'd like to make a request.
- Scholar, if I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times. My soldiers are not at your disposal.
- You don't understand, and for that, I forgive you. I'm trying to help you here.
- I beg you. Listen to my plea. I have the power to turn these trans-spectral beings into allies.
- Your dream does not match mine. The pirates in this cursed fort are murderous.
- A technicality. I assure you, it's only temporary. If you'll just give me a few of your knights.
- No. If you want to go down there and get yourself killed, I won't stop you.
- But I won't send my knights to follow you to your doom. Find others to accompany you.
- But—
- With all due respect, that's my final word on the matter.
- You're documenting this, right? I want this momentous occasion recorded for posterity.
- Have no fear. I have my fountain pen poised to immortalize the success of your cursectomizer.
- I'm going with this brave excursionist, and if I die, it's on your head.
- No, if you go, your head is on your own shoulders. Not mine.
- Retake the Vigil's base camp.
- Camp Control
- Vigil Camp
- A swell of Orrian undead has crashed into the ruins of Fort Cadence. They need as many hands as possible to defend the strategically important fort. Join the fight!
- Defend the ruins of Fort Cadence.
- Tell me about the valiants.
- Orrians repelled!