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• The Pact troops in the Silverwastes require golem reinforcements. I find it's worth utilizing every technological boon available—even ones produced by our enemies. Don't you?
• Rowel Growlsmasher at your service, Commander. I'm trying to keep the fine grit here from fouling our chopper thrusters.
• Your weapon is amazing. It's going to give us the advantage.
• At ease, soldier. Sounds good, but why fly it into this area?
• Keep up the good work.
• Marshal Trahearne ordered it. I'm not convinced they're airworthy in these dusty conditions, but he felt we may need a quick evac option for our scouts.
• Hey. I saw you meeting with Trahearne. What did he want? Do you have to do things with the Pact?
• Marshal Trahearne is requesting my help to find a missing squad.
• Hey. You on your way to talk to Trahearne?
• Yeah. I'll catch up with you when I'm done.
• You're the perfect choice for that. You already have a lot of experience with Mordrem. Are you gonna be in charge or something?
• So it seems. Of a small squad.
• I'd offer to come, but I've got to make sure Taimi's safe. She's looking for that Pact engineer to toughen Scruffy's armor. I'll never forget how close she came to dying in that Inquest attack.
• Me neither. We showed up in the nick of time. She was so scared.
• I'll keep an eye on the squirt. You're gonna be okay, right?
• Of course. I won't be alone.
• You looking at me?
• I guess I am. Just wanted to say hello. I'm a friend of Rox's.
• You sure you want to do this?
• Do what? I'm a friend of Rox's. Just being friendly.
• Friendly isn't in my vocabulary. And being a friend of hers sure as scrap don't make you no friend of mine. Move along.
• Well, aren't you a charmer?
• You're an excellent teacher. Show them how to fight.
• Oh, you're going to talk to me too. (sigh) I'll only say this once. Even if I had a reason to talk to a stinking gladium like Rox, it wouldn't be anyone else's business. Especially not a human's.
• You're...rude.
• Call her that again and I'll put you in the ground.
• Fine. I get the message.
• Rude? Try dangerous, human.
• If we were anywhere but here, I'd teach you manners. It's your lucky day.
• Oh yeah? Your friend Rox is a f—
• Stop before you say something we'll both regret. I'm leaving.
• What? I wasn't doing anything out of line.
• You're not wearing order or legion gear. Name, rank, and warband, soldier.
• I don't report to you.
• (growl) You do now.
• Sorry. Sorry. Scythe warband...soldier...Monti Scythescrape. I'm going. I don't want any trouble.
• Good call.
• Come closer, and I'll give you a taste of how charming I can be, %str2%.
• I'm not doing nothing.
• Keep it that way.
• Hey. What are you doing over here? Shouldn't you be...
• Who was that you were talking to?
• You've got spirit. Keep your chin high.
• Who? Oh, him? Just an old friend, someone I knew from my mining days.
• Did he know your old warband?
• He's not really anyone. I said "friend," but I meant "acquaintance." Not worth your time.
• Okay. I won't pry. Changing the subject. You had any word about Rytlock?
• No. I plan to head out to the Black Citadel to see if they've heard anything yet, or if they're planning on doing anything.
• That seems like a good idea. Let me know what you find out, okay?
• I definitely will.