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- Guard Lugung
- Maybe I'll see it someday.
- Heh, I bet you could. I'd like to see that fight.
- Be my guest.
- Watch it, please. I'm trying to keep an eye on the Sons of Svanir up there.
- Why are you doing that?
- Don't let him slip away again!
- Hoo! Quaggan is Sending Mail!
- Crossroads
- You can also look for scraps of their plans in sand piles. Being stationed on the beach, their trash piles get covered in sand, and sometimes they throw away valuable information.
- Quarry
- You there. Help me!
- If you insist.
- I am! Very smart, very clever. I keep many treasures, all safe. These are little. You can take, if you like.
- I'll just get out of your way, then.
- What are these things?
- What is that thing?
- "Folks don't just breathe water."
—Fisherman Will - I've never seen anything like that before.
- Let's look around for clues.
- There must be more clues.
- Throw a blade at your foe which causes damage over time. If activated again, your target is pulled to you. If your target gets too far away before the blade is pulled, the effect is removed.
- The Lionguard have me stationed here to watch for any Sons of Svanir headed our way from their fortress across the road.
- Good luck, friend.
- Only thing more dangerous than Jormag is an idiot that thinks he's carrying out the ice dragon's evil will in the Shiverpeaks.
- I have half a mind to go up there and clear them out myself.
- You're making sure they don't act up, then?
- Braham Eirsson
- No time to lose. Plus, this place gives me the creeps. I don't like being underground, it's too...dark. It's stifling. Are you and that hotheaded norn ready? I want to move.
- Shelby
- They do sound dangerous.
- Do you want a snowball? I made them myself!
- Snowballs? I'm in!
- Snowballs are for kids.
- I hope you have more than leeches...
- Can I have a look at your wares?
- Looks like the villagers were right. Scarlet was here.
- You sure I shouldn't break open some of these crates?
- Nice—logging.
- There he is! Stop!
- Whoa. Sounds like his branch has snapped. We'd better hurry. I hate to think what he'll do if he finds the Master of Peace.
- Let's go! This fella is starting to put chills up my spine.
- I seek Snow Leopard's blessing.
- We protect travelers on these roads, and provide them a safe haven from threats like the Sons of Svanir up there in that icy fortress.
- Good for you. I'll just stay here and watch your back.
- Watch me, then.
- My son is a Son. I mean, he joined that Svanir cult. I'm glad he's calling Svanir his papa now, because he's no son of mine.
- What's the Svanir cult about?
- Hey! Stop what you're doing—right this minute!
- I'll keep an eye open for them.