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• Shining Blade Ranger
• Shining Blade Guard
• Shining Blade Recruit
• Shining Blade Warrior
• Inquest Miner
• Rally at %str1%?
• You must speak to a Black Lion Trading Post representative to receive your goods.
• We settled things with Varkk and Mr. Sparkles got the Arcane Council to safety...all that's left is to avenge your friend, recover your translocator, and trample Teyo.
• Well, I was here, thank the gods. Is your father okay?
• Andrew's hurt? Someone's going to pay for this. I'll be back.
• His injury looks bad. I'll move him to a place where he can rest, but he'll need medicine or the wounds could become infected.
• Don't worry, I'll get some medicine. Just do what you can for him until I return.
• Branded Human
• That's pretty dark. Good-bye.
• Interesting, I guess.
• Dig in tunnel
• Take a shovel
• Dig up ore
• Wonderful, thank you. That's a load off my back.
• Thank you for helping us fight the bandits. There will always be threats along these roads, but thanks to you, travelers will now be able to breathe just a little easier.
• I may never find a true home away from the Grove, but so long as there are adventurers like you out here, I know I'll never be alone.
• I'm glad I could help you find some peace.
• You fight well. We could use you in the Seraph. You've bought Divinity's Reach more time to build our defenses, and for that, you have my gratitude.
• Your heart is kind and your will is strong. So long as Zhaitan lives, the undead will continue to come. But I believe that with fighters like you, we can stem the tide.
• Thank you. Because of you, many inhabitants of this lake have been saved from an unspeakable fate.
• Summons Minions • Chills • Bleeds
• The disruption of Overlord's Greatcamp will serve us well. Our troops are already exploiting the upheaval you brought to the centaur base.
• The battle will be long, but victory is within your grasp.
• The monstrosity came from the bottom of the lake. Wait for it to lower its guard, then strike!
• "I find it fascinating that a blind creature can write."
  —Rinceword
• My son...the White Mantle took my son away from me. Said he was one of the Chosen. I've wandered Silverwood searching for him. Have you seen my son?
• What is a "Chosen"?
• You're a ghost. So your child is probably already long dead.
• Uhhh...sure. I'm sure he's still as alive and you and...well, you.
• I would be no help in finding your son.
• Then you share my optimism. Won't you please help me to find him?
• I can't help you. No one can.
• The White Mantle tell us the Chosen are selected by the Eye of Janthir and highly honored. But once chosen, none are ever seen again. I need my boy to help with the harvests. Perhaps they will understand.
• There are no White Mantle here anymore. I cannot help you.
• No! It was only yesterday that he was taken, when the White Mantle justicars came through our village. They were heading through Silverwood. They must still be around here somewhere.
• There is no Silverwood, no justicars. End your search. This is madness.
• I will keep searching. I told my husband I would only look for him until I'd worn through the soles if my shoes. Look, they are still as if new. I can keep going a bit longer.
• Krytan Villager
• I will die before I let the White Mantle hold sway over my homeland.
• About that...oh, never mind.
• A champion of the White Mantle haunts this place, anchored here by anger at his own failures. But as long as he and his vanguard remain here, so shall we.
• I hope you find your rest someday.
• Root Behemoth
• Krytan Villager
• They told me I was to be honored, that the Eye of Janthir chose me for a reason. Then they wrapped me in webbing, and the spiders...the screams of the other "Chosen"...I know they're coming for me next.