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- Depthless Sea
- We must slow the icebrood assault. Would you be willing to help us?
- Let's get moving.
- There's a refugee trapped in the ice! Quickly, break them free!
- Destroy the ice prisons. We've got to get our people out of here.
- Kill them all! We can't leave our people as weapons for Jormag!
- Come, we must return to the Path of Starry Skies.
- Bristling Pine
- It's an ambush!
- This is strange. They seem to be protecting something.
- We're too late! The corruption has already taken them.
- Thank you for all of your help. May Koda protect you.
- We can't just sit and defend any longer. The icebrood are getting stronger.
- What can we do? Our numbers are too few.
- We are few, but we are strong. With Koda guiding our weapons, they won't stand a chance.
- I will gladly fight by your side.
- So, this is what they were protecting.
- Is this the real reason we came out here?
- Yes. We've only recovered the bodies of a fraction of those lost.
- I knew the icebrood had to be doing something with them.
- How can we win when our own people can be used against us?
- These were not our people. They were not supported by Koda's strength.
- If all Jormag can do is control our abandoned mortal shells, then with Koda's will, our spirits will surely prevail.
- Hungry
- Ahh! They're after my subjects! Keep them away!
- No, no, no! They're breaking through the esperic gates! Stop them!
- Close their portals expediently, or they'll just keep coming!
- I can't believe it. All of my imps... All of my work, gone.
- Superb. The imp attacks seem to be dwindling.
- Hmm. There is something wrong with that imp.
- What? What? Someone put a brimstone imp into the holding cell?
- No! The esperic gates can't hold it. I'll lose everything!
- Destroy that thing! It's ruined my research! It must be annihilated.
- Finally, I can get back to work. That lousy, malodorous brimstone imp has set my research back at least a week.
- Your assistance was beneficial. I'm always prepared for all likely catastrophes—and a few unlikely ones—but I cannot take into account every possible situation. Thank you.
- A great wurm! My dolyaks will be eaten for sure.
- Thank you for saving my dolyaks. I'd be so lonely without them.
- Please, help me! A giant wurm is trying to eat my livestock!
- Researcher Stikk
- Imps and elementals run rampant over Highfirn Passage. Something in the mountains seems to call to them, something that speaks to their elemental nature. My research partner, Suki, maintains a lab east of Rocklair. I'm sure she could use some help wrangling the beasties, if you're up for it.
- Essa
- Miki
- Toki
- Mama, I'm sick of moa meat.
- We're all sick of moa meat, blossom, but there's not much else worth hunting out there right now.
- That's it! Fetch my sword, boy. We're going out for some venison.
- Yay!
- Oh, for the love of Raven. Joel! What did I tell you about listening to your poppa?
- Awww.
- I know what you're planning for me. I'm not stupid.