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- I'm sure you'd find us all very advanced. Another time. Farewell.
- Gallery of Rage Waypoint
- Interesting. You see us walking similiar paths, but you know enough not to call us equals. I sense a respect from you. Maybe in time we shall have a friendship, asura.
- Groznev Delve Entrance
- Warmaster Uma
- The line's broken! We're being overwhelmed. Fall back!
- Form up and protect Marshal Trahearne at all costs!
- Ftokchak helped my mentor and I acquire the bomb powder we need to obliterate the destroyer queen.
- Activate
- Boosts
- Consumables
- Unlocks
- Warrior.
- Sure. Why not?
- I have important things to do.
- Sorry for your loss.
- What happened to him?
- Very interesting.
- Thanks. On my way.
- We deal with several organizations, but Lion's Arch gets the lion's share. Ha! Seriously, though, they're our main business.
- Does your operation ever run into trouble?
- Thanks. I'll just be going, now.
- So you're not really going to trim their claws?
- Okay. Bye.
- The Informant
- I'm kind of the go-to charr around here for folks with questions. So, fire away.
- Why is this place called "Junker's Scrapyard" if your name is Unglot?
- What exactly goes on here?
- There's already a half dozen yards called "Unglot's Scrapyard' in Tyria alone, on account of "Unglot" is such a common name. I thought I'd just go with "Junker" to avoid confusion.
- Oh, so since this is a junkyard, you decided on "Junker."
- Actually, I went with "Junker" because that was my mom's name.
- Sweet. So, can you tell me what goes on here at "Junker's Scrapyard"?
- It's a junkyard. Some people leave junk. Other people take junk. I keep an eye on the junk people leave so there's always junk for people who come to take junk. And I cub-sit on the side.
- You sound very busy. I'll let you get back to work.
- Sounds like a happy ending. Good-bye.
- Magister Nithne
- Brassclaw Landing now belongs to the Pact.
- Excellent work. Keep your forces here, and ensure the landing remains under Pact control.
- I wouldn't have it any other way.
- We're counting on you. My squad will meet up with our other forces at the rally point.
- Good luck out there.
- Priory Explorer
- Ho, reinforcements! How was the hunting out there?
- We did all right. As soon as we're ready, we'll plan to push our way on to the Altar of Betrayal.
- Good. Sharpen your blades and your wits, and take the time to prepare. The battle will be glorious.
- You're a devoted daughter. So long.
- Maybe I'll come back later. Good-bye.
- (sigh)
- There's more of them here!
- Bury them again!