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• I saw three Nightmare courtiers searching for something. One had spiders at her side. Another marched in like an army. The last one drew minions to her ranks with just a few words and a gaze.
• Thanks. Stay here. You'll be safe.
• Darkness invaded this place. A cruel, vile darkness. Factions of the Nightmare Court stormed this forest, killing anything that defied them. We fled, but not all of us made it.
• I'll take care of this. Just tell me what happened here.
• If only others had your kindness. But I fear you are too late. The Nightmare Court has returned to this forest in force. It is as if Faolain was never driven out.
• It's all right now. Tell me what you saw.
• You're just made of thorns. You're just like the cruel factions of the Nightmare Court who stormed through here, killing and laughing at once.
• Enough whining. Just tell me what happened.
• Good-bye, then.
• Sounds like bunch of pushovers. Just like you.
• Why the name change?
• I'll investigate this violence. Stay here. You'll be protected.
• What do you know about the attack on Lion's Arch?
• Do you know anything about the attack on Lion's Arch?
• Nightmare Court. I could tell by the coldness in their laughs and blades in their hands. They stormed through the forest chanting about "Faolain's gift."
• Do you know what they were talking about?
• What happened to your love?
• I'd like to ask another question.
• I held Verran's hand as we ran from the dark armies that stormed the arbor. We tried to run, but...they grabbed him and cut him to pieces.
• Who did this?
• Will you be alright?
• I heard something about a tree. Perhaps they meant the dark tree. Such a horrible thing. It would suit those...monsters.
• Tell me more about the dark tree.
• What did you see during the attack?
• It's far into the arbor, secluded in a cove. It's unlike any tree I've seen. It seems twisted, cruel, as if it was whittled out of hatred. I heard Faolain brought into being herself.
• Read on.
• Close the notebook.
• Turn the page.
• Close the collection.
• I am of the opinion that the answer to how to defeat the Elder Dragons lies with the jotun. They survived the last attack, but sadly, they have also lost much of their knowledge.
• Hare?
• They're okay, I guess.
• I see. Good-bye.
• Continue reading.
• Continue reading.
• I see. Let me ask another question.
• Very nice, but I have to go.
• Can I have that crystal? It will help Scholar Dane save the skritt.
• He's been corrupted? I see. Point the way. I'll take care of him.
• I'm sorry for your loss.
• Break this foul brood. They serve nothing but a growling mad animal.
• Consider it done.
• Forward. This trail of blood and violence will end with the Svanir butcher.
• Let me talk to him.
• %str1%, I ask you to slay my sons with speed and mercy. Free them from Jormag's grip.
• I will.
• Show no mercy against this murderer! If you do, he will laugh over your blood-drained corpse.
• He won't get that chance.
• Dwarven tomes and ruins are one thing, but this? My stomach can't handle it. It's twisted worse than that time I braved the buffet table at General Togo's Cuisine in Lion's Arch.
• Stay close to me and you'll be fine.