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- Noted. And what about that sword of his?
- Got it. Thanks.
- Hoped I'd get to fight him at least one more time. Oh well. No skin off my dolyak.
- Maybe now you can be the king of the ring!
- Magic sword. Seems like cheating to me, but the crowd loves it. Gives him an edge. Ha! Get it?
- Actually, I'd like to know more about your village.
- What's your story?
- Scratch. Skritts live in scratch, not village. Underground is good, yes-yes, but hot rock bugs and big-ear meanies make us leave. This is good scratch, worth fighting for.
- That's why we're here.
- Best gatherer in the scratch! I bring back the most shinies, the most specials, the most everything. Good to be best. I mean to stay best.
- I can respect that.
- What's our objective here?
- These skritt sound different from moment to moment.
- These skritt foragers have been bringing back dragon-tainted finds. We need to seal the whole village off from the dragon's influence, and we need to convince them to join our cause.
- Yeah, they get smarter when there's more of them around. Or something. I've never been too clear on it, but suffice it to say that one skritt is harder to understand than a gang of them.
- Yep, those are destroyers all right. Let's clean this place out—sharpish!
- We've got destroyers, and you know what that means...
- No mercy. Let's wipe 'em out.
- This is a fine test of our new potential allies. I just hope the skritt can deliver on their end of the plan. Whatever's laying these eggs needs to be stopped.
- Without a doubt.
- Skritt and high explosives...not a promising combination. Well, we've got to start working with them somehow, right? Might as well start with this "destroyer queen."
- This is perplexing. Destroyers don't usually lay eggs. Not even egg-like cocoons, which is what these look like to me. I wonder if there's some sort of destroyer queen lurking about...
- A solid theory. Let's test it.
- There must be some sort of queen laying these eggs—not that these are eggs. More like incubation chambers to cook up the next generation of destroyers.
- That makes sense. And it gives us a target.
- I've dealt with skritt before. This scratch seems remarkably well organized, but that never stops them from getting into trouble. Let's see what they've found.
- What's our agenda here?
- I'm hearing a lot of variation in the way these skritt talk.
- For starters, we protect the skritt from whatever dragon-tinged artifacts they're finding. Then we see about getting them to join us in fighting the dragons.
- Right. Got it.
- You'll get used to it. Skritt talk to each other so fast we can barely hear it, much less keep up. The more of them there are, the more brains they have to focus on the matter at hand.
- So they sound smarter in larger numbers. Got it.
- Back in Ashford, skritt used to caper around on our artillery range. This scratch seems slightly more organized, but just as reckless. Let's see what they've dug up.
- What's our plan here?
- What's the story with the varying skitt speech?
- You got it.
- We've got to separate these skritt from whatever dragon-tainted junk they've been collecting. After that, we convince them to join the larger fight against the Elder Dragons.
- Well, skritt talk funny. Not only that, but they communicate with each other much faster than us. Get a group together, and it's like talking to ten brains speaking through one mouth.
- Good info to have. Thanks.
- Boom! Like fire, yes-yes? Fire goes boom, walls shake, ceiling crumbles. Love it! Best be somewhere else when it booms, yes-yes! Booms best!
- I can see the appeal.
- On second thought, you look busy. Bye.
- I'm rather fond of my limbs. See you.
- Ahh, the memories.
- I didn't ask you, but your opinion has been noted.
- Or direct your anger toward our bigger problems.
- Interesting. See you.
- Keep walking, %str1%. A hero like you shouldn't be seen talking to someone like me.
- All right. Bye.
- Leave me alone.