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• Ah, yes, sorry. Allow me to explain. These golems were originally created for subterranean expansion. They enter a tiny tunnel and then explode, creating a widened area.
• Sounds brilliant. Let's see how they work.
• You're quite correct. And this is only a taste of what the Priory offers. Think of it! Shelves as high as an oak tree, filled with lore and wisdom.
• Information-gathering isn't our strong suit. Instead, I'll go ask my superiors how to kill a lich. I'll meet you back here when you're done.
• Hang on, you already knew the name of Riannoc's squire? Why didn't you say so?
• The Order of Whispers knows a lot more than most people realize. We are Tyria's eyes and ears. The more we know, the more subtly we can operate.
• Come on, Cai. Let's get this information to the Pale Tree—and this time, we're going to tell her everything we know.
• I'm afraid gladiatorial tournaments aren't the Priory's forte. While you get the sword, I'll research Mazdak and try to pinpoint his location.
• You were amazing down there! Your combat prowess is really something.
• I was prepared to let Waine go, but he wouldn't stop attacking me. I didn't want to kill him.
• Waine had been carrying that burden for so long, it was probably a relief to die at the hands of someone who knew the truth.
• Over here! Over here!
• You're right. I could see it in his eyes. He seemed almost...grateful.
• Come, Herald. I'll take Caladbolg back to the Pale Tree, and then we'll find a way to make Mazdak pay.
• What's on Claw Island?
• The Claw Island fortress stands in the harbor of Lion's Arch. It's the last defense against invasion from the sea.
• What's on Claw Island?
• I recommend you start with the sewers. That's where those Lionguard were last seen.
• Whatever you decide, I'm going with you. You need the help—and I owe it to Sieran.
• Whichever you decide, I'm going with you. You could use the help—and I owe it to Tybalt.
• Whatever you decide, I'm going with you. You need the help—and I owe it to Forgal.
• Magister, I have a request. We should visit the Pale Tree. The Mother has knowledge we shall need in the days ahead.
• Of course, Trahearne. I think that would be wise.
• Magister, I have a request. We should visit the Pale Tree. The Mother has knowledge we shall need in the days ahead.
• Of course, Trahearne. I think that would be wise.
• Those who have been corrupted reveal everything to Zhaitan. Nothing is secret, least of all those places where his enemies hide.
• I think we now have conclusive proof that the dragon sees through these Eyes. The readings, the ebb and flow of magical energy...it all fits.
• An excellent victory! That's going to be the last strike Zhaitan can afford at this position for some time.
• So we've blinded Zhaitan, cut off his food supply, and stopped his influx of new troops. What's next?
• We have several options. We'll pursue all of them, but you may choose whichever seems best suited to you. I trust your judgment.
• Our progress south toward Arah is blocked by an Orrian artillery outpost. Fortunately, we have a plan to use Zhaitan's own navy against it.
• We also have tanks being shipped to us by the charr High Legions. They'll need an escort south.
• Finally, we've got a powerful enemy weapon loose in the field. If we can claim it, it'll do untold damage to Zhaitan's forces.
• I can provide more detail if necessary. Just let me know when you've made your decision.
• Well done! See if you can get the gate open and we'll check on the interior of the haven.
• Almost done! Get up on those ramparts and finish them off.
• Yes...the readings are much stronger here.
• We're getting the data we need. Keep that fell beast at bay!
• I've almost got everything I need. Just a scintilla more.
• This way, Councillor Flax. These people have rescued me before, and you can trust them. Follow me.
• Well done! All right, everyone. The next match will be for the championship!
• Good job, but can you do it again? This time, you face Roomperoo the Terrible, scourge of the seas!
• (laugh) Another great match! Next up, Dirty Piete the Pirate.
• Last call! Who's brave enough to fight in the pit?
• The one, the only, the master of disaster, lord of the sword! Iiiiiiit's—Waine!
• Looks like we've got a grudge match on our hands, folks! Good thing the ring's got a very broad policy on murder.
• Ow! And Waine is down for good! Looks like the victor's claiming his opponent's sword as spoils of battle. Let's have a cheer for our new champion!
• If you're with us, we can't fail. Meet me at the entrance to the Golem Control Center.
• I've got preparations to make for the conference. I'll-I'll see you there.
• Meet me at the Arcane Eye's HQ. Rakt and his krewe won't know what hit them.