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• Help...here...
• Better. Thank you.
• It's the same everywhere.
• We should go that way.
• I'll never forget what it was like having my home crumble around me, crack beneath my feet, and leave my cubs and other loved ones endangered. Never. I miss the security and peace of mind, yes.
• Secure this site.
• Hold here. This is the spot.
• We'll fight to the end, but we may not win. Jormag's minions have brought down so many of our Sanctuaries. I thought them invulnerable, but I was mistaken. And, now, here we are, starting anew.
• We can do it.
• No need to worry. I'm fine.
• We came from the great north seas, from the frost itself, and the peaks of Honor of the Waves, our sanctuary. We're refugees now, cast out into the world to make amends.
• You're making a new home, right?
• I see. I think.
• Yes. Our snowcallers are using their magic to fortify the path here and to build structures. Our backs are strong. We will survive and lead races like yours to peace.
• Good.
• Fall back. We can't hold this ground.
• Frost Chest
• Stop them. Go.
• Cover my flank.
• Thank you.
• Risen replicator[s]
• Attack!
• Take care.
• Come closer. Let me show you all of my Lionguard training.
• Yes!
• Come here.
• Hm. No.
• Absolutely not!
• Sure.
• That's right!
• Stop.
• Follow me.
• (laugh) Ah, good one.
• There.
• Interesting.
• My shift's about to end. How about a drink?
• Thank you.
• Damn it.
• Ha! Yes!
• Move along. Now.
• Let's move out.
• Aetherblade
• If you ain't Aetherblade, you ain't going through this portal.
• Mai's gone where you can't follow. I'm here to make sure you don't try.
• I thought I'd hate the Mists. They're growing on me.
• This is the Mists, right? So I never know if the suckers we kill are already dead. I guess it doesn't really matter.
• Escort the northern invasion Pact squad to the Pact rally point at Triumph Plaza.
• Look at this place. It'll take us a lifetime to loot it all, and that's the life for me!
• Sure.
• Nuh-uh.