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- Quick, open the bars.
- On it.
- Medium De Molish Chestpiece
- I have no skill at avoidance like you! I fight or I die. Now go, get their leader!
- Very well.
- Let our people go, or we will destroy this entire place.
- What is this? Who let this creature out of its cage? Someone's fired!
- You monster. You're dead.
- Oh! Security! Security!
- Hold up a second. Why are you so interested in Cadeyrn and his dissenters?
- It's simple, really. From the moment we awakened, our mother has molded us into an idealized version of nobility.
- She doesn't see or care who we are, so long as we match her ideal of us.
- I've felt it, too. The pressure to be perfect.
- Yes. And the pain that comes with failing to live up to her expectations. Why can't she love us unconditionally?
- She claims to believe that all weeds and blossoms are equal. Yet, she tries to make us all into blossoms.
- I love you, just as you are.
- We belong together. C'mon, my darling. Let's go rescue our sprouts.
- Put your hand on my arm.
- This...this is real life. Pain.
- Pain, humiliation, and eventually death. For us...and for them. Did you have to kill them?
- Heavy Tribulation Shoulderguards
- The outcome justifies the means.
- That question was directed at the creature that tortured us. Did you? Did you have to kill them?
- Me? Oh! It was all in the interest of knowledge gained. You beings are an anomaly. It wasn't personal.
- Light Tribulation Shoulderguards
- (growl) I'm going to tear your ears off!
- They're so persistent. Krewe, hook the babbling one up to my golem. Immediately!
- Stop! (scream)
- Medium Tribulation Shoulderguards
- What do you suppose they're doing to them?
- Bad things. Let me see if I can figure out this console.
- There's...no. Do you see? Bodies, everywhere... What's taking you so long?
- Ogres have been on Tyria longer than you, little hero. And we live long lives. I once met a beastmaster who was there when Ascalon fell 250 years ago.
- Almost got it.
- They're killing them! We have to go now!
- Thorns! I can't open it from here. There are two more panels that control this door.
- I'm going to kill every last one of these monsters!
- We can't go charging in. Our best bet is to sneak in and take them by surprise.
- No! Where did it go? No! It got away!
- Forget that monster. It's time to go home. We have to get the injured back to safety.
- (huff) I don't like being bested. I refuse to be anyone's fool—not these horrible creatures', and certainly not Wynne's.
- Stop obsessing. By now, Wynne is all the way out in the Silverwastes. And you're not a fool.
- Wynne is guarding an important secret. No one person should control our fate.
- My love, you really think she knows something she's not telling us?
- I know she does. She said to Mother, "They can never know. It could exert unspeakable power over all sylvari."
- I must know what that power is. Once the sprouts are safe, you and I are going out to the Silverwastes to confront her.
- "Gotta keep warm. I added extra insulation as thanks."
—Disa - Daily Ranger Winner
- Heavy Travelen Leggings
- %num1% Match[pl:"Matches"] Won as a Ranger