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• Boo! That's a bad idea.
• Oh, he wasn't supposed to drink the entire thing! That could—oh, no!
• Nooo! Noo! Run! Run!
• Boo! Your plans are bad.
• Well, I thought they were good plans. They just didn't work out as I'd intended.
• Now what?
• Don't worry. We can still make some money. I have a plan.
• Booo.
• Giant Crab
• Quaggan Leader
• Ooaah, how terrible! Quaggan doesn't like this place.
• Everyone, prepare to attack!
• Quaggan Lieutenant
• What's that smell?
• It's not safe out here in the open. Quaggans need to find cover.
• Quaggans could search that eastern cave.
• Good idea. To the east!
• That was too close. Quaggan's not sure quaggans can live near such unfriendly neighbors.
• The sooner quaggans get out of this cave, the better!
• Risen Hylek
• Mmm, tasty snacks!
• My appetite grows with every attack!
• Must...devour!
• Flying destroyers? That's not even fair!
• Glitch! Another portal!
• Before you start spitting fire, Zojja—calm down. We can explain everything.
• Hey, what scared the big bird? Look alive, Slayer. Something ain't right.
• This is it. You proved you can drink and fight as well as a soldier, but now we're getting serious. Ready to go to war?
• I prefer to think of it as a hunt, with the dredge as my prey.
• If war is the only way to redeem my good name, so be it.
• I'm ready. Let's see what the Gear warband can do.
• Firing mortars is easy, but hitting your target takes practice. Luckily, you don't need pinpoint accuracy. Just get close and let the explosion do the rest.
• Got it. Let's see how I do.
• You heard the plan, right? Those walls and those turrets are in our way. Get up on that tower and start laying down some fire. Mangonel will show you around the mortars. Move out!
• If I clean out these centaurs, maybe Captain Tervelan will tell me what really happened.
• What's with these centaurs, anyway? Why would they take prisoners?
• They ransom them back as hostages. Sometimes, though, they sell 'em as slaves to bandits, pirates, and the like.
• Slaves? That's awful!
• Good, the seed pods should provide us with some much needed firepower.
• Yeah. We occasionally hear of some being rescued, but not enough to raise our hopes. Still, I'll say a prayer to Balthazar for the Screaming Falcons.
• Stand back, and prepare to be amazed!
• Until next we meet, my beloved audience—Farewell!
• Take good care of yourself.
• Extremely unusual. My date left without asking me to walk her home! It's a once-in-a-lifetime event!
• Oh, Faren. I'll go ask some of the performers. Maybe they saw something.
• Be safe. And let me know if you see anything.
• Lots of kids. None of them alone, though. Who are you looking for? Is it a spy hiding in a magical golemic kid-disguise?
• It's just a lost child. I'll ask the performers. Maybe they've seen something. Thanks.
• I'll keep that in mind. Thanks, Alice.
• Villager