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- It's her decision to make.
- Separatist North Trebuchet
- Separatist South Trebuchet
- It's a charr thing.
- She's made her decision.
- That's what she said. But is it a charr thing to leave your friends to go be with people you don't know? I don't think so.
- So, what's going on with you and your little friend?
- I wouldn't hold your breath.
- Why does she want to go be with a tribune who has no time for her and a bunch of old, crusty soldiers who don't know her?
- So, what's going on with you and your little friend?
- Hi. What's up?
- I was wondering what you know about Scarlet Briar.
- I know she's dangerous and getting worse every time we encounter her. If we could figure out where she's going to strike next, we could get there ahead of her.
- Good point. So, what's with your little friend there?
- A charr thing? You'd rather be in your fancy warband than with people who've been beside you all this time?
- That's not what I said. It's a big deal to get into the Stone warband.
- Why? Because it'll make you special? You're already special. At least, to me.
- (sigh) You'll still see me after I get in.
- Uh huh.
- You will. Sometimes.
- Braham? Braham! We have to talk about it sooner or later.
- I have to go clean my gear.
- Braham! (growl)
- Come with me.
- Hey, I've been meaning to ask you something. You wouldn't know anyone who goes by the initial E, would you? Just E?
- E? No. Why?
- No reason. Just eliminating possibilities. How's the queen?
- I wouldn't know. The Shining Blade have her so tightly wrapped up, I can't even get near her.
- Well, at least she's safe.
- Hoo. Friend or foe?
- Friend.
- GooOOood. Quaggans are new here, so friends are welcomed. Quaggans came from Kessex Hills. Toxic krait and Nightmare Court destroyed the lake quaggans called home.
- Rune[s] of the Soldier
- of the Trooper
- They let me keep what I was carrying and wearing, which meant I was able to keep my staff. It had been in my family for generations, on my mother's side. All else was lost—except the stuffed bear.
- Hi. Don't mind me. I'm in a foul mood today.
- Is something wrong?
- May I help you?
- You look sad.
- It's my late father's birthday. I miss him.
- How did he die?
- I'm ashamed to say, but since it's you, I guess it's okay. He was stabbed while in debtor's prison, paying the price for my brother's foolishness.
- Your brother?
- Kyle. He lost all his money and more gambling with criminals in Lion's Arch. My father spent our entire fortune to pay them off so they wouldn't kill him.
- Who put your father in prison?
- The Ministry Guard came to the house and took him away, along with all our belongings. Now, a minister lives there.
- They took everything?
- Perhaps I am. It's my father's birthday, and he's not here with me.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
- What can I do for you?