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• Creatures?
• Good luck.
• Don't know what they're called, but they look like plants. Plants with sharp, pointy teeth. I'm out here gathering vine samples for the legions to study.
• Count me in.
• You've got a talent for this. Listen, Taccius Stormbane is having similar plant problems up north. Might be worth your while to help him out.
• Will do.
• Hey! See these flamethrowers? Grab one and start burnin' these walking bushes down.
• What are they?
• Sure thing!
• Part of a balanced meal? How should I know! Don't ask stupid questions, soldier! Now grab a 'thrower and torch 'em!
• Yes ma'am!
• Quit your gawking. Those vines'll be back before you know it, and you best be prepared.
• I'm ready!
• Stick around if you like your vegetables charred. We're about to cook us some Mordrem.
• I like my Mordrem extra crispy.
• I'll pass.
• So you've heard of 'em? Good. I hate explanations. Now grab a flamethrower and let 'em have it!
• My health is waning. Should I die, I hope that whoever finds this journal will sing about the bold explorer Francis Magellan.
• Let's raze some weeds.
• So I heard that thing was a Mordrem. Now I understand why everyone's scrambling for samples. Hey, Brutus Rendflesh is collecting samples nearby. I'd get in on that if I were you.
• I'm so cold, my frostbite has frostbite.
• Hmm, maybe he'll let me keep a sample.
• Fractal Fortnight: Snowblind
• You've completed the Snowblind fractal inside the Fractals of the Mists.
• Whose cat is that?
• That bush is blocking us from our flamethrowers! Only one thing left to do. Roll up your sleeves; it's punching time.
• I'm ready.
• Spirit weapons cause burning.
• Thank my hairy back you got here in time. We've spotted a—eh, how do I put this? A walking wolf weed...of sorts. Big, nasty thing. Packs quite a bite for a shrub.
• Show me where it's at, and I'll take it out.
• I hate big, nasty things. 'Bye.
• Took yer time, did ya? We managed to take out the wolf monster. Doubt it's gone for good, though. Keep your eyes peeled.
• Doubt I'll miss a giant green wolf.
• I'll come back later.
• You the backup? Took you long enough. We spotted one of them plant beasts in the area, but it's a breed nastier than the rest.
• How's that?
• I'll leave you to it. Good luck.
• Thing's a giant wolf! Complete with planty appendages and one heck of a bite. If you see it, take it down.
• You've gotta help my workers. They're wrapped up in those vines over there!
• Not now.
• Yep. Any minute now. Aaaany minute now. Those vines will show up, my workers will attack them, and then they'll all end up a tangled mess.
• Whoa. Let's not let that happen.
• This happens frequently, I take it.
• Huh. Good luck with that.
• We're operating under the legions' commands. Sometimes I swear they don't read my reports. I keep telling 'em the vines are too strong for my workforce. But orders are orders.
• Whatever happens, I'm here to help.
• Bummer.
• I'm with you. The legions are trying to identify these plants' weakness. Get me some vine samples, and maybe my workers won't end up as plant food.
• Excellent!
• Easy.