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• She could speak to you in your head?
• And others, too. Many times throughout the centuries. That's why she died. She tried to kill her maker, Kralkatorrik. It killed her instead. She was no match for it, despite being ancient.
• That...hurt. I thought was over losing all our friends, but seeing him again, like that... I'm just glad we were all here to handle it.
• Howl's gone, but the warband is still here. And we've still got work to do.
• What a terrible loss.
• I don't like killing my friends, even after they're dead. I hope I never come back from the grave—I'd hate to put the warband through this again.
• Once we defeat the dragons, that won't be a problem. Let's keep moving.
• It's a loss I carry closely. But I should let you go. Please be careful. I wish you success with your mission.
• I liked Howl, but better dead than...that.
• No argument here.
• I wish the same for you. Good-bye for now.
• Good luck in Lion's Arch, boss. We'll keep things going while you're away and live up to the standard you've set.
• That's all I need. Thanks, soldier, and good luck.
• I'm glad you're going with us. You got my mail?
• I want that necromancer's head on a stick more than ever. I didn't know Howl, but nobody treats a member of my warband like that. Nobody.
• I like your attitude, soldier. Let's keep moving.
• About that. I came to tell you that I may not be able to fight with you.
• Magic at the ready, boss. You call out the targets, I'll light 'em up.
• Outstanding. Stay close to me and be ready for anything.
• What? You're 74.3 percent of our firepower all by yourself!
• I pretended to be Blood so long I actually felt like one of them. This is different, though. I am one of you. Thanks for everything, boss.
• All the thanks I need is you, in this warband, giving your all.
• That's an exaggeration.
• Burn me, that was ugly. If I ever come back as the undead, I hope there's someone like you there to put me out of my misery.
• I'd do the same for any of the warband, and I'm going to do worse to that necromancer.
• I'm glad you finally noticed.
• You can count on me, boss. Show me who needs killing and turn me loose.
• Oh, I will. Stick close and wait for my orders.
• Ahem. I'm learning how to exaggerate from Taimi, believe it or not. So, why can't you come with us?
• Well, shoot. Just when things are starting to get fun again, you have to run off and join the Vigil. You let me know if you ever need anything tinkered to pefection, boss.
• I will. And you give this warband your best, Samona. That's an order.
• I've had a calling, a new Wyld Hunt. I don't know how long it will take.
• Sorry about Howl...well, the undead thing that was Howl, anyway. It must be a relief to know he's not a puppet anymore.
• The puppetmaster is still out there, and she's going to pay.
• I've been given a different mission that I can't turn down.
• If we can't find Howl in all this muck, I can build a combination sump pump/hot air blower to dry this place right out. That'll make the search less squishy.
• No time. We need to hunt down our prey the old-fashioned way. Move out, soldier.
• What are you talking about? We're already one down with Rytlock gone.
• Thanks again for taking me in, Centurion. I'll do my best to make sure this warband lives up to your high standards.
• Treat your new legionnaire right, and you're well on your way.
• I have to swear you to silence. This can't go beyond us.
• I didn't know Howl, but I'm glad to help put him out of his misery. If I ever turn out like that, I expect you to do the same.
• Count on it. Now let's go kill that necromancer.
• A dragon egg? Where?
• I'm glad we have one last mission together before you join the Vigil. This warband is the best thing that ever happened to me.
• You've earned your place in it. Stick close: this could get ugly.
• It's a long story, but it was in her lair. I've been there. I saw it.
• We're going to miss you, boss. You and your warband saved my life when I was ready to throw it away. I'll never forget that.
• Good. I'm still your centurion, so I expect you to keep up the good work, old-timer.
• You've been busy. What happened to the egg?