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- Wait, you're going it alone from here? Scrappers are no replacement for the Mav. What am I supposed to do while you're gone?
- Take charge. Lead the 'band back to the citadel. Wait for me in Rytlock's office.
- Take the others back to the citadel. If I don't return, make these scrappers pay.
- Head home. And feel free to sample my hidden brandy supply. You know where it is.
- You got it. If anything happens to you, I'll see it happens to them ten times over. Then I'll carve my name in their carcasses so everybody knows who settled the score.
- Punch at nearby foes.
- I'll take that as a totally justified vote of confidence. Thanks, boss! I look forward to hearing the whole story when you get back.
- See you then.
- Hey, thanks! Er, I mean...what brandy? 'Cause I would never tap into your stash. Not unless I had permission...or was thirsty.
- You look thirsty right now. Get moving, soldier. And enjoy. I'll see you soon.
- Hey, hey, the 'band's all here! Where do we start? Who do we kill?
- Easy, Reeva. First I talk to them. Then we'll see about killing.
- Call me crazy, but going off alone with a couple of scrappers to do their work sounds a lot stupider than you normally sound. No offense.
- None taken. You can relax, Reeva. These two are no threat to me.
- If I am being stupid and this goes wrong, I expect you to avenge me.
- If I was offended, I wouldn't be offering you the brandy I stashed back at the barracks.
- Done! One vendetta, coming right up!
- Thanks. Now head back to the citadel and I'll see you soon.
- Okay, but...oh, never mind. I know that look. You plan to do whatever you want, no matter what I say.
- That's the spirit. Head back to the citadel and I'll see you soon.
- Brandy, you say? And you always have the good stuff! All right, I'm convinced. Try not to get killed, boss!
- Since you asked so nicely, I won't. See you soon.
- Say the word boss, and these scrappers fall. Hard.
- We worked out a deal: I help them, they turn over my key.
- Don't know, and now's a bad time to ask. If things work out, you can look her up later.
- Vigil Crusader
- Vigil Crusader
- Vigil Crusader
- Vigil Crusader
- The worst part is the waiting before the attack. You scared yet, rookie?
- Should I be? I'm more anxious than scared. This situation is very new to me.
- Ha! No, there's nothing to be scared of, rosebud. Not with me watching your back.
- I think you meant that to sound reassuring. Why am I not reassured?
- So, if you've never fought in a real battle alongside one of us, you're in for a treat.
- I haven't fought beside charr, but I did step on a cat's tail once. Is that what it's like?
- (laugh) Funny. No, I'm literally poetry in motion... If poetry could stab you with a sword.
- By the Spirits, if the undead don't attack soon, your tail is so stepped on.
- Gah! I told you that you were taking too long! The attack's already started!
- I'm hurrying as fast as I can. You want this to blow up in our face?
- Glowy rocks! Coming out of the ground! Again!
- Go away! Leave our shinies alone!
- Scary! Scary things from old stories. Keep away, away!
- Evil things are red-shiny. Bad shiny, bad!
- Ragged Soldier
- Back off, human.
- (grunt) Letting them into our cities now, huh? What's next?
- You call us Renegades, but we're not the true traitors to the legions!
- If you're too weak to fight humans, you must be culled!
- I fight for this land, our land! Who will stand with me?
- We'll never...lay down our swords. (gasp)