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- Legends are made in many ways, in many places.
- I'd like a word with you, if you have a moment to spare.
- All right. What's up?
- I got at least one. What's up?
- My pleasure. What can I do for you, old friend?
- I wanted to talk to you about Lady Kasmeer. I've been hearing rumors that she may get her title back. Jennah...Queen Jennah is considering a pardon for her. Do you know anything about that?
- I know that Countess Anise has been a benefactor to Kasmeer and set it up.
- Oh, I see. I had hoped that wasn't the case.
- Why? I don't understand.
- Politics?
- Given your background, I wouldn't expect you to understand, but nobles are complex, political people. I'll just say that Countess Anise never does a favor that doesn't have strings attached.
- Is Kasmeer in danger?
- I don't know what interactions you've had with Countess Anise in the queen's court, but I can tell you with certainty that she never gives anything that doesn't have strings attached.
- Kasmeer is practiced at courtly politics.
- Maybe she is, maybe she isn't. I'm telling you this so you can keep your eyes open.
- I will. Kas is dear to me.
- That eases my mind. Take care, my friend.
- Good luck, Logan. I'll see you soon.
- I was wondering whether you'd had any word on Rytlock. I figure you've probably got contacts in the Citadel, so maybe you'd heard something. I'm worried about him.
- Yeah, we all are. He did what he had to do, though.
- That was her gift. It was how she came to know what love is, and to love humans herself. She could hear our thoughts. No other dragon has ever exhibited this ability to connect with us in that way.
- She protected humans?
- I heard Sohothin dropped through the portal. And he just jumped right in after it?
- Self-Bleeding
- Self Poison
- Blue Mortar Seed
- He had to make a split-second decision. He couldn't lose the sword.
- What was he trying to do? Did you really find the Ascalonian crown for him? Did it go with him?
- Sorry about Howl. I've heard he was a good soldier, if a bit reckless. The dragon only got to him because he was already dead.
- Yes, he had it on him. I found all its pieces, but the ritual didn't work.
- Of course not. For the ritual to be successful, it must be performed by the current Ascalonian ruler.
- And because of that necromancer. Time to make her pay.
- Well, the Ascalon line is dead.
- Prince Rurik may have had no children, but you're forgetting that all humans come from a single source. Both Krytan and Ascalonian royalty descended from King Doric.
- One of my old guildmates wants to bring us back together, see if we can put aside old differences. If so, then we'll have a tough, veteran strike team ready to fight the dragon.
- Where are you going with this, Logan?
- Worth a shot. See you in Lion's Arch.
- Nowhere really. Just thinking aloud and worrying about what trouble Rytlock has gotten himself into. It won't be the same without him here.
- If he's not back by the time we both return, we'll go find him.
- I like that plan. Count me in. I'll see you when this is all behind us. Be well and may the gods guide your weapons.
- Well, at least that's over. If and when I see Howl in the Mists, I hope he'll understand why we couldn't leave him like that.
- He'll understand. We couldn't leave Howl undead, and we won't leave Rissa alive.
- Oh, human. I'll guide my own weapons, thanks. But I wish you success, too.
- You know I hate to be flip, but that just showed why cremation is better than burial. I'm going to remember Howl like he was, thank you very much.
- Since when do you hate to be flip? Come on, let's go kill us a necromancer.
- I'm intrigued by your visit to Glint's lair. I met her, you know?
- What was she like?
- It's cold comfort, but I know what it's like to have to put down a corrupted comrade. It's never easy but it's always necessary.
- She was...brilliant, in all meanings of the word. Beautiful. Enormous, yet gentle. When she spoke, it was in your head, accompanied by the sound of crystalline wind chimes in harmonious tones. She was...
- What's necessary is that necromancer's death. Let's go.