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• Right!
• Who will protect us now that Glint's dead?
• You needn't worry. There are many great people out there who will continue the fight. You've heard of Eir Stegalkin?
• She's the great norn who fought beside Glint and nearly killed Kralkatorrik.
• Exactly. She lives still and walks the face of Tyria hunting the dragons. She's not alone, either. She has many allies.
• I wish I could meet her one day.
• I wish it for you.
• We just pulled the new batch of crystals from the beds.
• Wonderful. Prepare them for trading. Our emissaries have already begun to scout the bazaar for supplies we need.
• The crystal growers report that they've ground a new load of dust.
• Wonderful. We'll wait until we're back on high before we seed the clouds.
• I hear you passed your rank test. Congratulations.
• Thank you kindly. I finally conquered lightning bridges.
• And before they conquered you. Well done.
• I don't understand why we allow strangers to train in our disciplines.
• We learn as much from them as they do from us.
• True, but aren't we concerned they'll misuse the knowledge?
• I'd rather spread knowledge than hide it. Knowledge itself is neutral, but enough of it can change those who would misuse it.
• Are we expecting any summits or negotiations to stay with us while we're docked?
• Not to my knowledge. The masters didn't want our trading to interfere with anyone's diplomatic efforts.
• I feel it when we come down below the clouds. It's as if a part of my soul is cut off.
• You miss the sun. As do I. Don't forget that the sun's rays reach us even through the clouds.
• I hope we get a chance to visit the bazaar. I've never put foot on land before.
• You'll find it disorienting. The land doesn't move the way our sanctum does.
• I look forward to experiencing it and all those strange people, smells, and sights in the bazaar.
• Dangerous people. Do not go alone, and remain as vigilant as the sun's rays while you're there.
• The city of Lion's Arch has sent delegates again to try to negotiate a trade agreement with us.
• That's a city of pirates, though they claim they're no longer thieves.
• The masters would be more accepting if they showed any real interest in our goals and welfare.
• I have a shift in the growing room later today, but first I must to do my stretches and practice sparring.
• Learn much.
• My daughter has begun her Wind lessons. She's taking to it like a little tornado.
• You must be very proud.
• Did you hear the warning going around? The masters are concerned that we've attracted too much attention this time.
• I heard. They're worried about thieves. We all need to open our awareness while we're land-docked.
• Hi. Are you a charr?
• Yep. Sure am.
• I've never seen one before. The stories all say charr are super scary, but I don't think you're scary.
• Excuse me? I'm plenty scary!
• I dunno. I think you're beautiful. Your fur is pretty great!
• I am not beautiful! Though, my fur is pretty great, isn't it? (chuckle) See ya 'round, cub.
• You...you remember when you were born?
• Why yes! We don't age as you humans do. We emerge fully grown from pods on our mother, the Pale Tree.
• Aspects bless! The world below grows stranger every day.
• I really must know. How exactly is it that your city floats? I don't see any turqoplasm or fizzarrays.
• It's magic. Magic of the most ancient kind.
• Uh, okay. But, what's your propulsion system? Do you use powered kineogyros or...
• We harness the wind to buoy us and the lightning to give us direction.
• Without wind, we'd fall. Without lightning, we'd stagnate. Without sunshine, we'd starve. All work in harmony.
• Ah yes, I finally see. It's the Eternal Alchemy! Only more primitive...er, I mean simplistic. Um...no offense.