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- Cleansing Wave
- Chain. Stab your foe.
- Chain. Jab your foe.
- Mole Whacker
- Evade while delivering a powerful final attack.
- Evasive Strike
- Feigned Surge
- Heals • Summons Totem • Knocks Back
- Heals • Summons Totem • Knocks Back • Retaliates
- Imagined Spearman
- Pack Marmox[pl:"Marmoxes"]
- Help Zara secure and supply Gallant's Folly.
- Sylvari sing of your victories, and even the charr raise battle cries in your honor. You've been a spark to many flames.
- If the dragon discovers our attempt, he'll try to stop us. Havroun, you and Laranthir will defend the mouth of the tomb. Give us all the time you can.
- We will, Marshal Trahearne. By the Bear, I swear we'll hold the line—or die trying.
- Greetings, Commander. This is Havroun Grechen, one of the spirit shamans of Hoelbrak. With her is Laranthir, warmaster of the Vigil.
- Hail, Slayer! We're far from our days in Breakneck Pass, but I'm glad to see you. Your deeds bring great hope to the norn.
- Havroun Grechen! These spirit-forsaken lands will be brighter with you fighting beside me.
- I hope today will bring another victory for Tyria. Marshal Trahearne, what's our goal?
- I have created a ritual that might cleanse the dragon's corruption. If it succeeds, this mission could be a turning point in the war.
- My research suggests that the Royal Tombs were deeply sacred. They may still hold the connection I need to restore the land with Orr's fading life force.
- We all felt it. It was as if Orr's own soul was fighting to be free. The ritual was a success.
- Long enough! Years, at least. And I'm the newest member. They don't let me forget it, though! Always talking about "that one time—oh, right, Hrok, you weren't there for that. Never mind."
- Mystic Battlehammer
- Intimidate the Sons of Svanir.
- Destroy the creatures summoned by the horn.
- Ho ho! Is this the best they've got?
- I can handle this.
- Huh. I was expecting some sort of challenge here.
- This calls for some applied violence.
- On your feet! This is no time to lay about.
- Flame Legion Fire Shaman
- If I told you, I'd have to kill you. Trust me when I say she'll earn her place on the Stone warband—if she survives. See you around.
- Yeah, see ya.
- If I told you, I'd have to kill you. Don't worry. She's tough. She can probably handle whatever we throw at her, so long as she's smart and asks for help. Gotta go.
- Scorch me, I haven't seen this place so full since...I can't remember.
- What's gonna happen to them?
- I'm just glad we got some alive.
- They'll stay here until the imperator is done interrogating them, then he'll judge and sentence them. Chances are they'll be sent to the Blood Citadel, where they'll be properly punished.
- Have they explained why they did it?
- I can't feel sorry for them.
- They felt more powerful in the alliance than alone. They obviously want to take territory. Who knows how far they'll go. I'm glad we can rely on folks like you to stop them.
- What will happen to all their weapons?
- That makes sense.
- We're salvaging what we can. When a factory is destroyed, it takes the weapons caches with them. No Iron Legion soldier worth his salt could pass up the chance to study the molten arms though.
- Fuh-fuh-fuh-Flame Legion! Fuh! I told them! We never should've joined those coal-smoking charr. Their lava's fried their beans!
- Food is good. Can I help with that?
- I'm happy to help.
- Manipa
- The Sons of Svanir have invaded the damaged Kodan's sanctuary ship in order to earn Jormag's favor.