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- Defend the Branded Crystal Encasing the Waypoint
- Rytlock
- Defeat the invading branded champion!
- Though the Vanguard were used to the horrors of charr battles, the civilians traveling with them were not. Many broke off from the caravan, fleeing in terror as the monsters set upon us.
- Defeat the invading Branded griffon!
- Branded Griffon
- Branded Charr Leader
- We struggled to maintain our defenses while returning those who had fled to the safety of the caravan.
- Command Post Building
- Mortar[s]
- Questions danced in my mind during the frey. What were these charr doing here? Were they leftovers from the failed assault against Orr? Were they a herald of tragedies to come?
- Ascalonian Wall Section
- Separatist Catapult
- The Rise of Ebonhawke Volume IX: Death of a Hero
- Obelisk
- Separatist Spike Trap
- Greetings. I serve the legions by outfitting those in need with some basic supplies.
- Your skills are greatly valued. I can only hope to do as much.
- I'm on urgent war business! Your help is required.
- Corporal Dian Fermati pursued a young couple who had taken off. Unfortunately for them, the charr found them first.
- You're building a strong reputation around the citadel. It would be an honor to help.
- Your service will not be forgotten. Show me your boons.
- Unwilling to leave them to die, Dian rushed in against far greater numbers. Despite the odds, he kept the charr at bay and held out long enough for help to reach them. Sadly, the effort cost Dian his life.
- On second thought, I don't need help right now. Thank you citizen.
- Of course! Of course! Your help is very welcome. I'm sure I can spare something, especially for you. Have a look.
- Dian died a hero's death that day. We were by his side when he passed from this world into the Mists. He wore a smile on his face as he drifted off, eased by his dying wish: just one more drink of rum.
- I just remembered I have to be somewhere.
- I sure hope your bite is as tough as your growl.
- The Rise of Ebonhawke Volume X: Aftermath
- Stop your whining. Show me the goods.
- You're not worth my time. Good-bye.
- You can stop jabbering and get me back in the fight.
- Leave.
- What do you know about the Blood Legion?
- The craftsmen are afraid. They were not prepared to be assaulted while we moved. Perhaps they thought the threat in the south was a passing madness from King Adelbern? Or did the king really know the horror that awaited us here?
- I am Blood Legion.
- So you are. I suppose this isn't worth my time. Glory to Blood Legion!
- Did the civilians forget the terrible Searing and the pain that came with it? Had the return of the Ebon Vanguard lulled them into the false belief that they were safe? I pondered these questions as we continued to make our way south.
- That's right. You've got nothing to prove. Move along.
- This isn't my problem. Good-bye.
- Gwen continues to lead the caravan with firm resolve. Her speeches and encouragement lift the spirits. She has come so far since first joining the Vanguard as a frail child. She is a true successor to Captain Langmar.
- I will.
- How does it work?
- The Rise of Ebonhawke Volume XI: The Journey Continues
- Let's do it!
- No, I think I'll pass.
- I'll leave you to it then.
- I'm on it.
- I am Ash Legion.
- It has been more than a week since we first ran into the charr. Their attacks continue but at random intervals. Sometimes we have a day of peace, sometimes only hours.