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- The Eye...I dreamt of the Eye, but what I saw here was far, far worse...
- I have seen the Eye and it has seen me! By the Pale Tree, kill me before it sees me again!
- Leave me! Let me die! I'd rather be nothing than face the Eye again!
- The hull's patched proper, captain. Why's this tub still shaking?
- It's not the ship that's the problem. Something's coming up through the water!
- Death will consume you all!
- Risen Priest of Balthazar
- Many of our fellow Pact members have fallen in the battle to keep Follower's Bridge clear. Some of them have become undead themselves. It is our duty here to hold them back.
- Wind Slash
- Largos and quaggans have been driven from their deep ocean homes to more shallow waters. A number of them have ended up here. Orr has changed them.
- Rumor has it that Kevach keeps a special reserve of aged ale somewhere down here. I'd go looking for it, but there are so many wurms.
- This is the only known access point to Cursed Shore. Crossing that shore is the only way our troops can reach the Gates of Arah, where Zhaitan waits.
- Some fear they might have knowledge and equipment they could take to Zhaitan if given the time and opportunity. But there may be other reasons we've been assigned this duty.
- Such as?
- It is a small but necessary post we hold here. What would you like to know about it?
- What is the importance of Follower's Bridge?
- Is it more important to fight former Pact over other undead?
- There are quaggan and largos here. Is that usual?
- Largos are used to fighting alone. Some, however, have chosen to stay and help refugees or else fight alongside the Pact. Quaggans are normally docile, but many of them have joined the fight as well.
- I need to be getting back to the fight myself.
- Some find it disquieting to see the shells of loved ones turned into mindless tools for Zhaitan, and the thought of them wandering the world as corrupted monsters is painful. So we try to cut them off here.
- HEY...you...you look sober. Help me catch these kegs.
- That is truly a sad tale.
- Magister Helweigh
- Welcome to Hope Falls camp. It's not much to look at, but you can rest in safety here.
- We're being attacked! Hurry!
- Coming!
- Help! The camp's under attack!
- The camp is being attacked! We need your help! Defend the perimeter!
- Okay, how do I do it?
- Defeat the crazed Risen groundskeeper.
- Ensure that the Pact holds the Gates of Arah.
- Risen forces exhausted in: %str1%
- Explorer Loana
- I reclaimed your fish from the dredge.
- Centurion, Even as far away as the Black Citadel, the drums of your victory are sounding. You reclaimed a fortress from the dragon—and more, used your might to force the orders into a pact of alliance. Bravely done. At home, we fare less well. Interrogated captives from the Flame Legion report that their Imperator, Gaheron Baelfire, is building a mighty weapon in the fire-mountains north of Ascalon. They do not know its nature, but say that when he is done, Gaheron will be powerful enough to rival even the human gods. Whatever this weapon may be, if it is so powerful, it could be used to destroy Zhaitan and Orr. Once I have more information, I will head into the Flame Legion lands and seize it for the High Legions. No matter the cost. There are rumors of Zojja and Eir. Zojja hunts another of Snaff's apprentices, someone named "Kudu," at a southern Inquest base. More asura planning to blow up the world, I assume. If that snippet Zojja is involved...they just might manage it. Be strong, fight bravely, and I will contact you when I know more. —Rytlock
- Hero, If you were not a hero before, you certainly are now. Lion's Arch is in an uproar, celebrating your victory and this new "pact" between the orders. By the Six, you have truly shown your mettle! I knew you would be a star in the heavens, but even I did not think you would rise so soon. Well done, my friend, extremely well done. Since I have left Kryta, I become more and more certain this was the right thing to do. So many other parts of the world are worse off than our kingdom. It is disheartening. I hear that Zojja and Eir are headed toward Dredgehaunt Cliffs (for what reason, I can't guess). In the spirit of your victory and unification of the three orders, I've decided to set upon a journey that seems long overdue—to find Rytlock, and offer him the hand of friendship. The High Legions are once more under attack from an old enemy, the Flame Legion. Perhaps that will convince him that he still needs an old friend. —Logan
- I reclaimed your meat from the dredge.
- We made it!
- The gate's kerbunked to chunks! Fero's inside, trussin' up the turret. Let's go!
- Revive the caravanners.
- Ritualists remaining: %num1%
- Killing that priest seems to have disrupted the flow of energy to the statues behind us.
- Then this altar belongs to the Pact now.
- That being was powerful enough to make me think it could return to trouble us again.
- Don't worry, we won't let the Risen retake this place.
- For the Pact!
- It's only a matter of time before they organize another attack. Make sure our cannons and mortars are repaired and ready for use.
- That's fine. I wasn't looking for a room, anyway.
- Have your devices picked up any readings from the statues?