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- A squad of Pact Vigil recently seized Coiled Watch from the Sons of Svanir, but the Svanir have launched a counterattack. The Pact needs reinforcements!
- I'll go.
- Thank you. I've marked your map with the camp's location. Please, hurry!
- A squad of Pact Vigil has just attacked Barrowstead, a Sons of Svanir citadel. If you're free, I'm sure they could use your help.
- Sure, I have time.
- Thank you. I've marked the location on the map. Please, hurry!
- A squad of Pact Vigil are planning to assault Barrowstead, a Sons of Svanir stronghold. If you're free, Tactician Marsch at Coiled Watch has more information.
- How do I get to Coiled Watch?
- I'll think about it. See you.
- Follow the road west, and head over the ice bridge. Here, I'll mark your map with the location.
- Thanks Good-bye.
- A squad of Pact Vigil is assaulting the Barrowstead to stop a Dragon ritual. If things get messy, they might need help.
- I'll head out now.
- How does the ritual work?
- Thank you. I've marked their location on your map.
- All right, good-bye.
- A Svanir shaman imbues a Dragon totem with energy, and uses it to corrupt local norn. If the ritual's allowed to continue, the Svanir's numbers will increase.
- Let me handle them.
- I'm sure the Pact has things under control.
- A Pact squad's attack on Barrowstead has gone awry. The squad was defeated, and its norn members were turned into icebrood. We must destroy them before more fall to their treachery!
- All right. Where do I go?
- I've marked the location on your map. Stay alert, the area's crawling with icebrood, now.
- I'm on it. Where do I go?
- I've marked the location on your map. Thank you, the squad will be relieved to see you.
- Crusader Gyda
- Crusader Pitta
- Coming, dear! (sigh)
- Long live King Thorn!
- You there. Enthusiastic adventurer person. Would you help me with something?
- The Mad King will be tickled pink when I tell him about your success.
- Happy Halloween!
- I see you rabble are all mixed together now, like one of Zola's casseroles—peas, carrots, and poison all blended together.
- Oh well. The more the merrier! My courtiers, if you please.
- Happy Halloween, everyone!
- The Mad King has returned! Long live the king!
- Behave, or I'll take you back to my Mad Realm with me! (laugh)
- Duke Craine
- Long live King Thorn!
- Hear ye! Hear ye! The king has spoken! Go forth and do his bidding! (Pause) Go on. Shoo.
- The Mad King needs you...and you...and you. Not you, though. You're far too ugly. The rest of you, speak to me.
- Greetings and eviscerations. What a royal pleasure to be back among you.
- People and beasts of Tyria! Bend your knees and bow your backs before your king! It's Mad King Thorn!
- Happy honkin' Halloween.
- Voice from the Mists
- Heed your king! I would make another proclama—
- Oswald Jehosaphat Thorn! It's time to come home.
- —tion. Ahem. I hereby proclaim, as your king, that all—
- Oooossssswaaaaald! Now!
- Not now, wife! I'm busy! I am king of the world!
- What are you laughing at? Stop that. I command it.