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• Then let me draw them off, and you can destroy them.
• What is your journey, traveler?
• I'm hunting a great beast I've never seen. When I find it, I'll know it...and I'll slay it.
• My path is different. I walk the world.
• When does your journey end?
• It doesn't. There's always another horizon.
• Secrets betrayed.
• Every starving prisoner is a banquet for his captors.
• The path of a hunter sounds dangerous.
• I am not a hunter. I'm a ranger.
• What's the difference?
• Hunters do little more than kill. I heal the land as I travel.
• You're at peace with the world?
• You forget. Sylvari ARE the world. We're intertwined.
• What did you whisper in his ear?
• The last words he wanted to hear.
• Can't stand it! Won't stand it! Why are heroes trading with the skritt? Kill them now.
• What do you have against skritt? Everything has a right to live.
• The more skritt you have, the worse they get. They get smarter! More dangerous! You've got a lot to learn, kid.
• Excuse me, sir. I'm a newly sprouted. I have a lot to learn about everything.
• His will is yours, my liege.
• Excellent. I want to see him crawl. I want to see him beg.
• I know magic, but your ways are a mystery to me. Tell me more, traveler.
• A ranger does more than travel. He knows the lay of the land. He learns from it.
• Is it like reading an aura?
• Each leaf and blade beneath my feet dimly remembers who runs past.
• The earth speaks to you.
• Rolling grass holds sylvan memories.
• I see. Just as we are the memory of the sylvari, the wild remembers its own dreams.
• Tell me what you do, my friend. We shall wander the world together.
• I know the land. Grass lies down before me. The undergrowth parts as I pass.
• The wild is far more dangerous for me.
• I track those who would destroy me. The wild ensnares those who flee from me.
• You thief! You stole from me! Yer nothin but a rat.
• I ain't no rat! Check it out! Thumbs! Rats don't have thumbs.
• Rats don't steal from me.
• It ain't yours. It's mine. You're the rat.
• I killed it! I killed it! I killed it!
• Owned.
• You feel all itchy?
• Oh, yeah. Itchy. Itchy.
• I want the itchy. Itch me!
• I ain't gonna itch ya. That's gross.
• Yer no fun.
• Skritt scouts! City scouts! What're they doin' here?
• Don't trust 'em. They're scum. Outcasts.
• They're not outcasts. They're elite! Don't forget that.
• Bah! They're nothing. Let's kill 'em and see what happens.
• The colony will swarm us!
• Yer no fun.