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• Nothing interesting here.
• See you back at Hero's Canton.
• Can I ask you another question, Tribune?
• What's Tribune Rytlock Brimstone like?
• What's Blood Legion all about?
• Never mind.
• For Blood Legion!
• Yes, sir!
• We'll talk later.
• Hmm. That's something to ponder. Thanks.
• Are you hoping I'll do all your work for you?
• No, I'm on it!
• I'll have to think about this.
• These woods are dry. Maybe we could torch something.
• Fyonna? Very well. Just be ready for her skittering children. I shall fight the best I can, but spiders...such dreadful things.
• I'll keep you covered. Let's go.
• Don't listen to her charms. Kill Vevina before she takes over your will!
• Know much about the local wildlife?
• There's only Fyonna now. And her children. Hurry. We can't let her win the Nightmare Tree. Mother, give me strength to face her terrible brood.
• She doesn't stand a chance.
• Kill Fyonna before her children overwhelm us! I will not be food for her children. No!
• Don't worry. I'll handle this.
• I never thought I'd be pleased to kill someone, but slaying Fyonna and her spiders fills me with a pleasant music.
• I've got some other ideas.
• It's part of the code my sire's letter mentioned. I'll note it.
• I take it your Wyld Hunt here is over.
• This might be part of the code. I'll take note of it.
• I will need to make sure this place is safe for the refugees to return to. That will require checking this arbor for any remnants of the courtiers.
• I'll chew more than that if you don't show this Legionnaire proper military respect, soldier!
• Examine it.
• Examine the chest.
• Cover it in oil, bury Fyonna inside, and burn it all. Spread the ash everywhere and sink it whatever doesn't burn into the sea. She and her brood will never return.
• See you there.
• Whoa. You're safe now. I think you took care of Fyonna and her bugs pretty well.
• I can't imagine what you endured here, but the refugees will be grateful for what you did today.
• Oh, great. Boo hoo, I killed my boyfriend. Woe is me, I fought some spiders. Get over it.
• Thanks. I'll let you know how it goes.
• You were mistaken. This was never a Wyld Hunt. This was chasing and stopping madness before it consumed this forest and eventually Tyria.
• Agreed. I won't risk the citadel on his word.
• Good-bye, and be well.
• I will make sure every little spider here is crushed. I will have to collect the bodies of Vevina...and Leurent. Death must make way for life.
• So what can you tell me about Vallus leaving?
• You hesitated about Leurent.
• I take it your Wyld Hunt is at an end.
• Do you know where he might have gone?
• I watched the man I once loved be killed in front of me. I faced...those loathsome spiders. I need to be elsewhere. I need to feel the sun on my face, but I am needed here.
• I can't talk now, but I'll be back.
• I take it this ends your Wyld Hunt here.
• Do you know where he went?
• Forgive me. I never could have imagined the strain this adventure had in store for me. But I thank you. I don't think I would have been strong enough to do this alone.