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- How are the treaty negotiations going?
- I'm heartened by Ambassador Steelcrush's attitude. I really think we can find compromises that help both of our people.
- Good to hear that.
- Acknowledged. Powering down.
- Avoid the fish and hands?
- Engineer Paulson
- Find your way back to the Pale Tree.
- If I don't get this trebuchet fixed, we're all undead meat. Cover me!
- I can't concentrate with all this noise and exploding and deadly shrapnel flying everywhere. Keep that stuff away from my work area.
- You bet.
- See this trebuchet? It's all that stands between us and the horrible slaughter of us. Sure, we've got two other trebuchets to the north and east. But, I'm the engineer for this one.
- The voice whispers, "You fought well. Continue to grow, and one day Jormag may grant you true strength."
- Engineer Snaretooth
- I've got to get this trebuchet repaired. Cover me!
- Okay!
- Those Risen catapults are pounding the area. Keep those maggot mounds and their machines off my back.
- I'm an engineer. I operate this trebuchet to counter-siege the Risen armies. I don't know if "counter-siege" is a real word, but it is a real responsibility.
- Keep up the good work.
- Engineer Arath
- Return to the Grove.
- I've got to get this trebuchet back up and running. Watch my back.
- Those Risen hordes just don't give up. Give me a little breathing room so I can fix this trebuchet.
- This here trebuchet is my baby. I'm the engineer assigned to keep her up and pounding.
- Defend the engineers while they rebuild the trebuchets.
- Southern Trebuchet
- Revive Engineer Paulson.
- Eastern Trebuchet
- Revive Engineer Snaretooth.
- Northern Trebuchet
- Revive Engineer Arath.
- Kill the Risen attackers to break the siege at Bayt Ibadah.
- North Trebuchet
- Hey! Hey, you up there. How did you get way up there?
- Nope, sorry. That's for me to know and for you to fail miserably at trying to find out.
- Says you.
- Your what of what?
- Indeed not! My inventions have provided numerous contributions to our efforts, but sometimes, you just need a little privacy. You're here too, after all.
- Whatever "here" is. Can I ask you a few questions about this place?
- My Refuge of Remoteness. My Sanctuary of Seclusion. Maybe you'd prefer Estuary of Enigma or Presidio of Perplexity?
- Okay, so it's your hideout. What are you hiding from? Responsibility?
- I think I'll just make an egress of expedience.
- The true value of this location is its secrecy. But, go ahead and ask.
- Why aren't there any undead here?
- Shouldn't the Priory be informed about this place?
- Is there anything useful in here?
- You mentioned you have inventions being used on the surface.
- I think I'm going to take a look around now.
- I have a full report prepared, but there are no relics of note here and no tactical advantage to the location, so there's no harm in delaying my filing it.
- The trinkets here are well-preserved, but they all seem to have been left by corsairs and thieves. There's nothing of interest to me or the Priory. You're free to take anything that might be of use to you.
- Thanks. That's all for now.