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- Dinky. Euryale. Clawspur and Maverick. What happened to us out there?
- Oh, no! How'd they get here?
- Don't ask! Just kill!
- I need to ask you a few questions first.
- I've got another question, if that's okay?
- We were too spread out, and ghosts were everywhere. We couldn't handle it. The others... When we saw what was happening, Euryale told me to run. The last thing I saw was the ghosts cutting her down.
- It's okay. I can handle it. Go ahead and ask.
- Oh, poor Howl. What happened to him was the worst of all. After you defeated the big ghost, the whole crypt collapsed—with Howl inside it. I tried to dig for him, but it was no use.
- He was buried by the rubble? There's no chance he got out, like I did?
- I wish, but no. The collapse was too bad. I kept hoping that silly good luck charm he had would save him, but in the end I guess it really was nothing more than a shiny piece of glass.
- They're attacking the tribune! Stop them!
- The Flame Legion don't know when to quit.
- Don't get me started. They want to enslave Ash, Blood, and Iron again, just like centuries ago, but they forget that we broke free back then and won't stop fighting now. I don't care if they ARE the fourth legion. They're going down.
- And how about that namby-pamby god they worship?
- You'd think they'd give up, after it all went wrong way back when. Though, I have to admit: they're powerful magic-users, and their imperator is mighty. The Flame Legion's dangerous—nothing to sneeze at.
- Don't worry, Fengar. I'm always alert in Flame Legion territory. See you soon.
- Draw weapons! Destroy the intruders!
- Yes, boss!
- Thank you, Tribune. We'll head out now.
- Understood. I'd like to ask you something else.
- Soldier Siors
- What do you want, lettuce-lover?
- Now you're older AND wiser. Thanks for the entertainment.
- Stiff spine, soldier. I'm on it!
- Yum. Pie!
- We'll move out. Good luck.
- What was that password they were talking about?
- Right. I'll meet you at the tribune's office.
- So, what's this password do?
- That makes a lot of sense. I'll meet you in the tribune's office.
- Can do. Just watch me.
- Keep close. Targets slip away all too easily, and these two are already on edge.
- Excellent! Let's hurry, before they give us the slip.
- I'm out!
- Swampland Fractal
- Cliffside Fractal
- Your skills are remarkable. You're really talented at undercover operations.
- Do you know why the Flame Legion hates females?
- Thanks for the intel.
- Defeat the thorn hounds.
- Greetings, stranger. If you've seen any undead wandering the area, be sure to tell Warden Calliech.
- Come on, we've got a job to do.
- I've got another question for you.
- Danger: Wild Jukeboxes
- You will not pass!
- Far Shiverpeaks
- Maguuma Wastes
- Crystal Desert
- Woodland Cascades
- Eye of the Unseen