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- Krait prisons
- ...the pitiful excuses for traps that are scattered throughout these ruins wouldn't trip up a blindfolded ettin. This appears to be the final chamber...
- Our southeast gate is under attack.
- That's all the information I need.
- ...pressure plate in the rafters that seems linked to opening this chest. Yet another pitiful attempt by the unimaginative trapmakers who rigged this cave to stop intruders, but it's no threat to me.
- Looks like you were wrong about that one, Haneri.
- Iron Legionnaire
- Iron Legion Soldier
- That's far enough. These are the Imperator's personal quarters. No one is allowed in without the express permission of Smodur himself. And you don't have it.
- All right, fine.
- Erracus! Where in the flames is my flathead screwdriver? The little one!
- Same place I ALWAYS put it, Tribune. On your desk. It's probably under all that junk.
- You're lucky I tolerate your insubordination, Erracus. I could kick you into the Bane for less than that!
- And I'd kick your tail! You may not be a cub, but I'd whup you all the same, haha! And then salute you. Sir!
- Haha! Keep on thinking that, if it keeps you organizing my stuff. At ease!
- You hear about the battle at Smokestead? They say it was nearly a rout out there.
- Yeah, more than one warband got smashed. But it had its share of heroes, too!
- True. I did hear about one warband. Also, Tribune Brimstone went up against Barradin himself!
- Wish I coulda been there. Seeing that'd almost be worth getting killed for.
- I can't slip past the pirate captain—not in THESE shoes. If you get rid of him, I'll reconsider.
- What happened?
- Your bear?
- A tourist, eh? Don't get many of you %str2% civilians up here. Just mind your step, and don't touch anything.
- No. Thanks anyway.
- What in Iron are you doing here? I heard you were on some big mission for Tribune Brimstome.
- Blood legion here? I'd have thought the air of politics and diplomatics in this office would be burning your snout.
- I'll answer as best I can, but keep it brief. The Branded are massing to attack as we speak.
- Closest I ever got to your tribune. What's he like?
- Just curious, I guess. So, what's your tribune like?
- I'd like to know more about ogres and their pets.
- Hehe. I'm the aide-de-camp to Tribune Goreblade over there. Worked a successful career, then retired here to help him out. I organize the day-to-day items, so touch NOTHING.
- The tribune is a fine leader and whip-smart inventor. Descendant of the famous Drub Gorefang, too! But burn me, if he can't organize anything to save his hide. It's a mess.
- Smodur's got some...interesting ideas for an Imperator. Some say dangerous. I say whatever keeps us from fighting stupid battles is the right way to go.
- Talk to my aide, especially if you've got questions. I'm busy.
- Inverts the camera vertical motion.
- Bloody Prince Thorn: You again! Such tiny, weak things! I know what you're doing. You think you can lock me in that box? I'll burn your bones!
- Hey. You're not Iron. Thinking of jumping ship to the better legion? HA! Just kidding. Your Tribune would have my hide, I'm sure. You got questions, talk to Erracus.
- When Scarlet attacked the city, my father stayed behind and used the lighthouse to warn ships to stay away. He sent me away, for my own safety.
- Where does the bear come in?
- My father used to tell me stories about a bear and a bunny having adventures. Since then he's been my bear, and I was his... Oh, why did he have to die?
- At ease, soldier. Always nice to see such a fine example of fortitude and ingenuity. But, I've got planning to do. You'll have to brief me some other time.
- Centurion. Good to see you. Sometime soon, we should talk war strategy, but last I heard, you're on assignment. Some other time.
- All right.
- You don't belong here, %str2%. Move along, before I call a guard, or better yet, toss you out myself.
- Moving along. Here I go. Sorry.
- All rebels! Fall back immediately!
- Brothers, stand tall! Today we show the oppressors what true freedom is.
- Brothers! The leaders of our oppression have been defeated.
- Stand with me in open rebellion, and we will take back what is rightfully ours.
- Dredge Reverberant