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• We don't know, and we don't yet have an antidote. But rest assured, the Durmand Priory is leveraging all our resources to save as many lives as possible.
• I dread what will happen to Lion's Arch. Scarlet's lunacy will stain the streets before she's stopped. Assuming she can be.
• Another time, kids.
• It's a drawing, for good luck. Rorik did most of it, but we all contributed by...um...gathering supplies from all over camp. Want it?
• Maybe later. How are you doing here?
• Now, go kick Scarlet in the butt. Wait, do sylvari have butts?
• The grown-ups here are all running around and being busy. Don't worry. Most of us grew up either homeless or orphans. We can take care of ourselves.
• You don't have anyone to take care of you?
• You don't get the whole orphan thing, do you? We live in Queen's Heart Orphanage. We're waiting for another adult from there to come get us.
• I'm sure someone will be with you soon.
• That's too bad.
• I was there. I'm sorry I couldn't stop the fire from happening.
• I believe you.
• Roger.
• Good to hear.
• How are we doing?
• There's a spike in secondary infections. Moss lung and longfeather rashes, mostly.
• Whose bright idea was it to have open-air hospitals?
• The Vigil's infirmary is packed with wounded. It's a complete mess in there.
• Well, tell their warmasters these people need to be inside. Otherwise, we'll be digging mass graves on their doorstep.
• You look beat.
• And you look like a bloated dolyak's rump.
• I mean, when's the last time you got some sleep?
• Patients first. Sleep later.
• (cough) Where am I?
• A Lionguard field hospital.
• (cough) Can barely breathe. Lungs and eyes feel on fire.
• It'll pass. You need to take it easy. Now, I need your name and unit, for the records.
• Drax Tinderstride, Private. Sixth Harbor detail. (cough)
• That's fine, soldier. Get some rest.
• He'll be gone in an hour. Add his name to the list.
• You're finally taking a break?
• Turns out I got a volunteer.
• Is that a golem?
• Don't knock it. It doesn't sleep, doesn't need to eat, doesn't feel demoralized by dying patients.
• The thing just showed up, wanting to help. At this point, I could use it.
• I can't thank you enough for that rescue, sailor. You made sure this old pirate found his way to safe harbor. If only the rest of the waters were so smooth.
• Like all of its sails have been slit. Scarlet outflanked us and has the city in her clutches. Those who made it out have been blown to all corners, including the council.
• Depends on if we can save the city. I couldn't bear being the Marriner who commanded but lost the city his grandfather founded. I fear such a loss would sink me.
• What I can do?
• Don't give up.
• Set sail into the eye of the storm and free those shipwrecked in the city. I sent my Lionguard detail to rescue citizens, but...oh, those brave souls, fighting to the last.
• Analyzing—miasma—aerosol.
• You can do that?
• Consortium—programming—offers—basic—analysis—of—chemical—compounds. Analysis—underway.
• Can you find a cure?
• For—current—late-stage—patients, negative.
• However, infection—appears—to—be—counteracted—by—subaether—harmonics—in—a—localized—energy—field.
• Ah, another tossed overboard from the city. Have a rope yarn, sailor. I need to plan relief efforts.
• The enemy's in there. Why are we standing around with our weapons in our hands?