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- What was once a Canthan festival celebrating the dragons is now a symbolic destruction of those hideous beasts. Dragon piñatas are available targets for any pent-up dragon rage you might possess.
- Captain Tokk of the Ship's Council, at your service.
- It's elementary. The council needed a knowledgeable resource to inform the masses about Dragon Bash, and I'm ideal for the position.
- Ah, interested in brutish violence, I see. You'll find piñatas in all the major cities. Bash them to bits and claim the prizes inside. And the candy.
- I'm sure I will.
- Three leaders of Lion's Arch were injured when the effigy, well, "pulsed," I guess. And then pirates swarmed the event.
- The hunt is on. We're looking for the cowards who attacked the councillors at the effigy event.
- Tell me about the attack.
- Dragon Bash is making us weak. Everyone here should be training to kill the dragons, not making them into cute playthings.
- What's wrong with Dragon Bash?
- This is not a cause for celebrating. If anything I'm paying respect to my grandmother, who should be honored instead of these dragons.
- What was special about your grandmother?
- A legend in our family, she saved countless numbers of my ancestors when Jormag attacked. She'd be enraged to see anyone celebrating Elder Dragons. Especially my cousin.
- What's wrong with your cousin?
- Kirra was named representative of our race. She's in league with the charlatans who think dragons are party playthings. I had higher hopes for her.
- I'm not going to stand here while my good city drags itself into the mud. Join us, here and now, and protest Dragon Bash.
- Capture the point!
- Why are you protesting Dragon Bash?
- Defend the point!
- Defend the point!
- No, thanks.
- Fuzzy Quaggan Hat Skin[s]
- Serious sun protection.
- Aviator Sunglasses Skin[s]
- Fancy festivals don't mean long-term jobs, and I haven't found one since the karka hit. I'm here letting the council know how stupid they're being. Lucky I've got some help here.
- Such as?
- Lucky indeed.
- Like-minded good citizens who ain't happy with the Ship's Council and their dragon party.
- I'm not going to say this city had it coming. I'll never say that about my city. All I know is, I'm going to do what I can to find the people who attacked the councillors. My grievances can wait.
- What happened to the councillors?
- Fair enough.
- Something went wrong at the ceremony. I thought it was an accident, but then these weird pirates showed up and tried to kill the wounded councillors.
- What was your grievance?
- I'd better look into it.
- Stop with the flash of Halloween and Dragon Bash and let's get back to making something real. Let's rebuild and improve this city, like Cobiah Marriner did way back when.
- Me and my friends, we're kind of a neighborhood watch. We see everything coming and going. If we see anything strange, we tip off the Lionguard.
- Sounds like a plan.
- Now is the time to rise up and bring down Dragon Bash!
- Why? What's the problem?
- Dragons aren't to be trifled with. Oh, that would make a smashing banner. I'm good with banners. Still, protesters can't be choosers.
- So true.
- My girlfriend. Tall, beautiful, nose always in a book. She thinks I'm being fluttery again, taking on a new cause because I got bored with the old one, but I really mean it this time.
- Which was?
- Residual energy lingers here. This site will forever be marred by the magic the Modniir shaman used to summon the great earth elemental that nearly killed Captain Thackeray.
- Something about saving the quaggan tads. Or killing them. I don't remember. Anyway, I asked her to come out of her dark, dank library, and she finally agreed. Now she's lost in the spectacle.
- Residual energy lingers here. This site is marred as if the earth itself was turned over by vast magic.
- Did you hear? The councilors were attacked at the effigy ceremony, and the Lionguard is keeping quiet about it. I have half a mind to start a protest to find out who did it.
- What's stopping you?
- Leave this place.
- Good luck with that.