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• What's it doing out here?
• I'll do that. Thanks.
• All the world's just a mote in the Eternal Alchemy.
• It's an outpost, mainly. From its location, I assume the Inquest uses it to keep tabs on Mrot Boru and Aethervolt.
• That's not good. I may have to pay them a visit.
• If I die out here, I'm going to leave one really angry ghost behind.
• What's the threat?
• Don't you dare haunt me.
• There's plenty more out there to see.
• Look around! We're right next to a Nightmare Court outpost. And guess what? It's a thorn wolf training camp, too. So I'll be mauled by plants AND dogs.
• I think you're overreacting.
• That's a disturbing thought.
• You haven't heard the worst of it! It's said the sylvari here are performing torturous tests on skritt, and experimenting with hypnosis.
• That's horrible! They need to be stopped.
• Look at this amazing frond! Have you ever seen anything like it?
• Lady, it's just a leaf.
• It's an exceptional leaf, isn't it?
• Yeah, they're all over the place.
• Can't say that I have. See you.
• Did you see a skritt up there, lobbing bottles? Little jerk. Wish I had something to throw back.
• This is no mere leaf—this is excellence! This leaf exemplifies nature at its purest.
• Having some issues with the locals, soldier?
• One of the best I've seen! You know what you're talking about. Ever considered a career in botany?
• I have other sciences in mind.
• As a hobby, perhaps.
• I'm more of the adventuring type.
• No, no. This one's in perfect condition! I've examined the others, but they're covered in parasites or scratch marks.
• Those marks give the fronds personality.
• They don't look any different to me.
• Keep it down, down! We near bandits. They bad mans, do many cruel things.
• What have they done?
• (whisper) Okay, I'll leave.
• Commander, I swear I didn't do anything. That skritt fired first!
• Ooh, many wrongs, yes. They steal from wing-heads, and pick on skritt 'round here. Put mines all over, too! They very mean, mean.
• Why mines?
• Maybe I can help. Take care.
• How I know that? They nasty things, is all. Blow up passing wagons, hurt skritt, hurt everything.
• Well, try not to let it provoke you. We have enough enemies out here.
• Watch yourself, there's a nasty group of bandits nearby.
• Tell me about them.
• All right, I'll be careful.
• Mordremoth's forces are at our gates, but we're still holding on. What do you need of me, Commander?
• They follow Breean, an elite bandit trainer. New or weak recruits come to her for intensive training. But the group's also involved with the Inquest.
• What are they doing with the Inquest?
• I'll keep an eye out for their weak points.
• I'm not entirely sure, but I do know that Breean's gang is giving the Inquest skritt to experiment on. The poor things can't put up much of a fight, either.
• That's awful! Maybe I can stop them.
• If your travels take you near Fort Vandal, you'd better watch yourself.
• Why? What's going on at Fort Vandal?
• Thanks, I will.