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- We could look into these eggs and save the lost skritt, or prepare a bomb to take out the destroyers. I know what I'd pick, but it's your call, Agent.
- How many merchants are in the citadel?
- Destroyers. Nasty business. These creatures are minions of the dragon known as Primordus.
- Vigil records say a group of heroes drove back that dragon's forces long ago...not that youth today care about history. I missed that fight, but I won't miss this one.
- Yes, yes! Tchkik found that one, in room full just like it. Many, many just like it. Tchkik went back to bring more, but...she has not returned.
- Btorr thinks we can make bomb to kill the destroyers. Wants to steal bomb powder from the centaurs, for explosion.
- Hrm, hard choice. Look into these eggs and find the lost skritt, or get powder for a bomb to fight the destroyers. Crusader, I'll leave this one up to you.
- Thank you for saving us! We were trapped. The eggs—these eggs are horrible!
- Don't worry. We'll see that they're all killed. Along with their queen.
- Destroyer queen. Dragon minions shouldn't be able to reproduce. How is this possible?
- Two possibilities. Could be a creature that was pregnant when she was corrupted. Or this "queen" might be a kind of minion we've never seen before.
- I don't like either option. We have to take this creature out before she makes more eggs.
- We'll stand with you and fight. We know these things from the deeps, know their cruelty. Come, meet me back at the village. Much to do.
- Priory records have documented such creatures. They were pregnant when they were corrupted. Or it might be something new. How exciting!
- We've heard whispers about creatures that were already pregnant when corrupted. Though it could be a new type of minion. Ugh.
- We steal from them. Yes? Skritt will burrow to powder, steal, escape back into the tunnels. Very dangerous.
- We'll meet you back at the village—and finish this for good.
- That destroyer queen will be a pile of lumpy rocks when we're done with her. This sounds fun! Let's go!
- Explosions, huh? Trust me, it's all fun and games until you lose a... Well. Just be careful out there.
- Ftokchak? You sound...smarter. I hope that's not an insulting thing to say.
- No. No, no. Skritt think better together, communicate better when we're together. That's why rescuing Tchkik's scouts was important. We needed the numbers to make this plan work.
- Ah, I am glad to see you. The raid on the centaur camp was a windfall of explosive powder, and the kin you rescued helped us assemble a potent bomb.
- Ftokchak? You sound...smarter than before. What happened?
- We skritt grow smarter when we are together. That's why it was vital for Tchkik's scouts to be rescued. The greater the numbers, the better the results.
- We killed the queen and all of her eggs. That's a victory. A hard one, but still a victory.
- Ftokchak, we can't bring back your loved ones, but you can help us stop this from happening to others. The Vigil needs allies like you.
- Destroyers hunted us below. We lost many. Ran here. Now, here they are. I see there can be no more running. My village will join your cause.
- I underestimated these squeaking beasts. You were right, Crusader. No matter how small, every set of hands—or scrabbly claws—is important to our cause.
- I guess old dogs can learn new tricks, eh, my friend?
- Watch it, pup, or I'll clip your tail. Let's get back to Almorra and let her know what we've discovered. This was a job well done.
- Written in Stone
- Ftokchak? You sound...smarter than before. What happened?
- There's our haven, at last.
- Oh, no! Ftokchak, you have to ready the bomb. We'll defend you. Send as many of your people to safety as you can.
- Thank you. This is for the brothers and sisters they took from us. We will bury these destroyers today—no matter the cost.
- Ftokchak? You sound...smarter than before. What happened?
- I'm glad to hear that. Excuse me for a moment, please.
- Yes, we will defeat them. This is for the brothers and sisters they took from us. We'll bury these destroyers today—no matter the cost.
- Ah, I am glad to see you. Your raid on the centaur camp was an immense success. We also rescued several skritt, which gave us the mental acuity to assemble the bomb.
- Ftokchak? You sound...smarter. I hope that's not an insulting thing to say.
- Glad to help out.
- Ftokchak? You sound...smarter than before. What happened?
- Melandru.
- Hoelbrak
(Lodge Level) - These poor skritt. I've seen other creatures die to dragon minions, but these were such friendly little fuzzballs. It's a tragedy.
- The skritt remind me of you in a way, Sieran. Impulsive and reckless, but also brave. And they love life. Every bit of it.
- A tremendous compliment, Explorer. Thank you. Come, let's report to Gixx and let him know that the Priory has some new friends.
- That's enough, you two. With your leave, Commander, we'll board the ships and set sail.
- That was terrifying. I haven't been that close to an explosion like that since...
- I know facing that bomb was difficult for you, Tybalt, but you were strong and brave. Many skritt survived, and the Order will be stronger for it.