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• Thank you, friend.
• See them? There!
• Come.
• Shh. Get your weapons ready.
• Stop.
• Hey there.
• I can't. I can't do this.
• No.
• This plan really paid off.
• A spar, huh? Why not?
• It's done. We've failed.
• There are no more paths to victory.
• Clawspur. Euryale. Reeva and Maverick. What happened to us out there?
• Agh! Fire!
• Get 'em, Dinky!
• I need to ask you something first.
• You got it. Let's move out.
• Let's move out.
• After you went in, the brass split us up. I saw the others die. I'm going to miss them, %str1%. You'll stay with me, though. Right?
• Yeah. Go ahead. I'll try really hard to remember more.
• What happened to the rest of us out there?
• What happened to Howl? Did we lose him too?
• Never mind. Let's report to the tribune.
• Never mind. I'll meet you near the Serrated Blade.
• I forgot about Howl! Oh, wow. I bet the rocks got him! He was in the crypt when it crumbled and sunk. Yup, rocks got him, or he'd be back by now.
• What do you mean, "the rocks got him"?
• When that big ghost died, the whole catacomb crumbled. Anything inside it was pre-buried. That sucks. He was going to give me that shiny amulet thing he found when he died, too. He promised.
• Dinky. Clawspur. Reeva and Maverick. What happened to us out there?
• The Flame Legion! Kill them all!
• I need to ask you a few questions first.
• I need to ask you another question.
• After you went in, some stupid, self-absorbed dolyak-face of a centurion split us up. Dinky went down first, then Reeva was surrounded. I tried to help her, but I was...too late.
• Sure. I'll try to calm down and give you a straight answer.
• Never mind. Let's go report to the tribune.
• Howl? Lost in the fighting, when the crypt went down. Caved right in on him. Bravest of us all. Or the stupidest. Sometimes they're the same.
• Lost? Didn't they recover the body?
• Nope, nothing. Not even that shiny rock he was always playing with. You remember the one? Lost it to me in our last card game, and wouldn't give it up. Stinker.
• Dinky. Euryale. Reeva and Clawspur. What happened to us out there?
• Hoo-ah! Time to show off!
• Kill them all!
• Lemme ask you a few questions first.
• I've got another question for you.
• Tactics went all wrong. I told you I should have been legionnaire. We were split up, and it got them all killed. There's only one of me, you know? I can't be everywhere!
• You'd better hurry up and establish unassailable claim to the translocator. As an announcer, "Congratulations to the Snaff Prize Winners (sort of)" falls woefully short.
• Hey, I'm all ears. Handsome, well-brushed ears.
• Howl? Lost in the fighting, just like the others. I saw him charging into the crypt like a madman—but he never came out. Then the whole thing collapsed. Good way to go, really.
• Collapsed? He was trapped in there?
• "Trapped" would imply he lived. He didn't. I imagine he's in the Mists now, looking down on us, wearing that crazy amulet he loved, and laughing at us.
• It's ours. And we're going to prove it.
• What have they done to my people?