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• Enough talk. It's time to act.
• Risen Priestess of Dwayna
• Risen Priestess of Dwayna
• Do you think you can defeat the power of a god and an elder dragon combined? (laugh)
• I don't think that priestess is going to let us near Dwayna's altar without a fight.
• The power of the goddess flows through me. You shall die!
• Pray for your life, fool!
• Dwayna will show you mercy—by ending your wretched life.
• Dwayna and Zhaitan chose me! I cannot die...
• Whispers Agent
• No. Tribune Brimstone gave me another mission. I have to interrogate the dredge and Flame Legion prisoners we're holding in the Citadel prison. To be honest, I'm looking forward to that.
• Tear their secrets from them.
• Welcome, Commander. Try not to blow any of us up while you're here.
• Word from the scouts is that the Molten rats are on the run. The Vigil, Wolfborn, and Adamant Guard are caging them with prejudice. Some are even in the Citadel prison.
• What of the hatchery workers?
• That is good news.
• Molten Alliance. Stupid name, I know. I suspect that some uninspired herald or bard came up with it. Any way, some dredge and Flame Legion teamed up to make very nasty weapons.
• No one knows. But, we sent them off with their tails tucked between their legs and their ears clipped good. You should've seen the weapons they had though! Flaming, lava erupting beauties.
• Nice.
• As well as it can be. The hatchery rewarded me with a new pet, little Frostbite here. I'll be training him at the hatchery. Stop by some time. It's an interesting place.
• I may do that. Bye now.
• Word is that the Molten Alliance has scattered. The Vigil and Wolfborn are caging up the stragglers, trying to gather any intel they can. The Citadel jail's going to need a new annex at this rate.
• I found these pages. They're addressed to you.
• Were those pages useful at all?
• Let me see. Hm, this is from one of my warband mates. Looks like the Molten invaders got him while he was on his way home for some R&R. Guess he's resting six feet under now.
• That's some rotten luck.
• Sure. Since we're in the same warband, when I turned over the pages, I got ownership of his gear. Kept them in the family, so to say.
• He'd be very proud of you, Elli.
• The dark day is here, at last, and we must place ourselves on the line.
• Never fear, my friend. This is the only chance we need. We'll see it through.
• The Vigil has trained us both well, Laranthir. We'll see this through to brighter days.
• May the memory of this day live forever within the Pale Tree. Your bravery, Commander, was inspiring.
• Thank you, Valiant, for believing in love! Living or dead, I must go to Ysvelta. She is my world.
• Thank you, Laranthir.
• It's been an honor to serve with you, Commander.
• And you, Warmaster.
• Indeed, Commander. I hope that Forgal is watching over us from the Mists.
• I'm sure he is.
• I'm ready, Commander. What are your orders?
• Stay here, and hold the line. No matter what.
• We're a long way from your home in Ebonhawke, aren't we?
• It's over! At last! I can go home—back to Ebonhawke and Ascalon. Thank the Six Gods!
• Celebrate this victory, Crusader.
• I was on the wall at Ebonhawke when Kralkatorrik flew overhead. I can do this, sir.
• Show the enemy no mercy, soldier. Good luck.
• A long way from saving ambassadors and fighting Renegades. This battle's a lot harder—and the stakes are much higher.
• Just stay steady. We'll make it through.
• It's over! We won! Amphebe, did you see that? We won!
• Well done, Octavian. Well done, Amphebe!
• Quaggan can feel it in the skin and fins. Orr is coming alive again!