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- Defeat Bloody Prince Thorn's reinforcements.
- Throw everything available at Bloody Prince Thorn.
- Keep pelting Bloody Prince Thorn with candy corn.
- Oh, thank the Alchemy you've come. I don't know how long the containment field will hold.
- (yawn)
- Oh, uh—welcome.
- Are you lost, too?
- Excuse me.
- Please, I need you to stand by and assist me. Something's coming. Something violent.
- Free! I'm free. Oh, Father. You knew deep down you couldn't hold me forever.
- Who are you? You're not the Mad King.
- Do you hear me making jokes? I am NOT King Oswald Thorn. I am the killer of flesh. I am the spiller of blood.
- I am Prince Edrick Thorn, and I've come for my father! Wait. This isn't the Mad Realm. Where's my father? Speak!
- Prince Edrick Thorn? You're the Mad King's son? I've never heard of you. And as an expert on the Thorns, I've read all the records.
- That jovial lunatic wrote "the Bloody Prince" out of history after he left me to starve in that box?
- Where is he? I'll chop the pumpkin off his head! I'll use his fingers for forks!
- Actually...I thought you were him. Halloween is almost here, and the Mad King visits us with his usual jokes and games.
- You laugh at his jokes? Play his idiotic games? For fun? He starves me to death, and you adore him?
- You like my father's games? Well, maybe you'll like mine. Bloody Prince Thorn says, "Suffer!"
- Wow.
- I'm reading a massive energy surge in the Mad Realm itself. It's only a matter of time before he regains his strength and reemerges.
- This measure won't hold forever. We'll need to think offensive instead of defensive and seal that box so he can't come through.
- I can modify the existing technology, but I'm going to need supplies. Take one of the relay golems from my stores.
- I'll be in touch about any new developments. Good luck.
- Hello, %str1%! I'm in the ruins. Just follow the sound of equipment and smell of candy corn—the stuff's springing up like mad down here! Hurry!
- Leave.
- This map of Tyria is marked with orange and yellow lines that connect multiple points across the Krytan and Ascalonian regions. Annotations are scribbled in the margins.
- Read the annotations.
- "Everything points toward Ascalon. Can it be true? Could this be the lost Thorn reliquary?"
- You've arrived, and just in the nick of time. The relic is barely contained, and we need it to be. A foolhardy charr was vaporized after he poked it.
- Don't worry. I'm ready for whatever happens.
- What is it? Why is it so dangerous?
- Have we met?
- If you are asking for an expert opinion, it's an ancient, powerful artifact from the ninth century—from the reign of the Mad King himself. But it's unlike anything I've ever seen.
- I can handle an old box.
- And you know this how?
- And you are?
- Magister Tassi of the Durmand Priory. Foremost living expert on the Thorn family, and all things related to Mad King Thorn himself.
- Enough talk. Let's deal with this box.
- And this box is connected to the Mad King?
- That's an odd thing to study.
- King Oswald Thorn was a human monarch who ruled Kryta in the ninth century, famed for his lethal lunacy, which he kept up after his death through the hands of his subjects.
- Let's take care of this box.
- You study a dead insane king? That's...interesting.
- Hmpf. I don't require mockery in my life, you know. Being the foremost documentarian of the Mad King's history is a worthwhile pursuit, despite what my peers might think.
- Enough academia. Let's sort out that box.
- Who's this Mad King?
- So, this box? It's dangerous?
- What's in the box?
- Wow. Touchy.