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- Dwayna's tears—is this some kind of joke? If it is, I'm not laughing.
- This has gone on long enough. Countess Anise, shut down the watchknight.
- It's not responding, my queen. Something or someone's interfering with our control.
- What's the story here, Countess? If these things have an "off" switch, now's the time to flip it.
- You're the charr emissary, yes? I'd love to, but someone has overridden our control of the entire pavilion.
- How does that work? Whoever's taken over would have to be close by. Very close.
- I agree. And if you'll cast your eyes to the top of that pillar, you'll see someone who shouldn't be there.
- That gives us a target. Rather, it gives you a target. Are you proficient with that bow?
- Proficient enough. Keep these goons away from my bow arm and stand back.
- What happened here? This was supposed to be an exhibition. How did that thing know about Rytlock?
- Don't be so sensitive, Captain. When you stepped in as the sole combatant, I decided to add a slightly more personal touch.
- We'll discuss your "personal touch" later, Countess. Right now, I insist we shut down this pavilion for a full investigation.
- I respectfully disagree. Whoever did this clearly intended to disrupt our celebration. We cannot let them succeed.
- Anise is correct. This event isn't just a festival, it's a statement to the world. I will not let that statement be undermined.
- As you command. But I am beginning an investigation, and I am doubling the number of Seraph patrolling the city.
- Of course. I want to know why the Aetherblades attacked, and what they have to do with the disruption of our watchknights.
- Good luck, Captain. Let me know if I can help. In the meantime, the least I can do is enjoy the festivities on your behalf.
- Ha! You missed. Better get those eyes checked.
- Shut up. I would've hit her, but she blinked away. Now be quiet, you're jinxing me.
- She's back. Over there!
- Is that death, come to take me too?
- Burn this! Missed again. I knew Braham was jinxing me.
- I thought you said you could handle that weapon.
- I can! Just give me one more shot.
- Bull's-eye! Who needs their eyes checked now, Mr. Novelty Hair?
- The bears out on Mourn Lake are amazing. So vibrant and strong.
- You do. Remind me, how many shots did it take you hit the mark?
- That's it. Frostbite, if Braham says one more nasty thing about my aim, sting him to death.
- We're making progress, Your Majesty. The arena gates should lower momentarily.
- I'm glad to hear it. But we need to deactivate the watchknight attacking Captain Thackeray.
- Still working on it, my queen. Our technicians can't break through the interference.
- Unacceptable. We have no more time. Destroy it.
- Look at this place. Some say the humans are at the end of their rope, but you'd never guess it.
- I think that's the point: to demonstrate how well humanity is doing despite all their challenges.
- They're bringing in people from all over the world to show how tough they still are.
- They even invited Rytlock to be the Black Citadel's emissary, but he opted to send me instead. I hope the queen isn't offended.
- Don't worry: you brought me along. Two of us is way better than one Rytlock.
- Honeysuckle Dye[s]
- Shhh! It's bad luck to slur your commanding officer. Especially when I'm trying to get into his warband.
- Wait...did you say, "Kuh-bam?" Ha! All this time, I thought you were saying, "Kuh-Braham."
- No. Why would I say "Kuh-Braham?"
- I figured it was a norn thing. You know, shouting your name as a battle cry? Kuh-Braham!
- Give me just a second, okay. I'm working out our next move.
- That's stupid. No norn shouts his own name like that. I mean, would you shout, "Kuh-Rox?"
- No, but I'm going to from now on. Look out world: Kuh-Rox! Kuh-Frostbite!
- I should've stayed in Cragstead.
- Try concentrating on the good time we're about to have instead of the vicious harpy who broke your heart.
- I can't. All the joy has been taken from me. Ottilia— (spit) I'll never love again.
- How could she throw me over like that? I hunted rabbits for her! Stupid, fluffy rabbits!
- Here we go again. Listen, I hear they've got some sort of battle arena in the middle of this party. Let's check it out.