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• Has there been any unusual mail at all?
• All right, then. Let me know if I can help out in any way.
• Nothing. Sorry to bother you.
• So we are. We'll face down anything. Those pirates don't scare me!
• Pirates? What pirates?
• Pirates? I didn't— Nevermind, just get out of here.
• Okay, then.
• Glad we could help, sir.
• "I worry at what this means for Orr. Such great feats with so little caution. Surely, even in the land of the Gods, there must be a cost..."
• Us? Who's us?
• You have so much to learn about the way the world works. I could inform you, but where's the fun in that? Suffice it to say that those of like mind band together and are stronger for it.
• Okay, I get it. Secret organizations. I'll leave you to your lurking.
• And show hospitality to the inhospitable? So very kind.
• Please, make yourself at home, %str1%. Do you have a message for me? I was told to wait here until my contact arrived. The order is sending me out on a new mission.
• I'm not your contact, but what's your mission?
• I believe they're sending me to Lion's Arch, undoubtedly to take possession of some important object, as that's where my skills are strongest. I won't know for sure until my contact arrives.
• I wish you success then. Perhaps I'll see you again.
• Is there anything I can help you with? Are you looking for something, Vigil?
• Nothing in particular.
• Just poking around.
• I understand. You Vigil types like to count all the exits and shine light into every dark corner, right? Just in case anyone causes trouble.
• Can never be too prepared.
• Is there anything I can help you with? Are you looking for something, scholar?
• Just having a look around.
• I understand. You Priory types can't stop yourselves from poking into the dark corners of musty old basements. Am I right?
• You are correct. Good-bye.
• Have anything you can tell me?
• My personal work is classified, or I'd gladly share. But there are other agents you could ask. In fact, in the Auxiliary Study Rooms, there's an agent named Marpo infiltrating the Inquest. Check with him.
• In the Durmand Priory, we learn that different types of research have their place.
• You're in the Priory, huh? I was contemplating joining, but my work here is far too important. From one scholar to another, I discovered something interesting while studying Rata Sum's history. Can you keep a secret?
• I can. What is it?
• I'm terrible with secrets.
• Apparently, there is speculation that the original Ministers were appointed in order to keep them busy while others attempted to surpass their work. Seems rather underhanded, don't you think?
• I wonder if that's true. Good-bye.
• Very true. Have a good day.
• To apprentice with me, I need your full attention. You'll need to set aside one of your other disciplines for now.
• C'mon! I need a win today. I'm running out of gold!
• Bet on me. I'm going to win.
• Yeah! That sylvari's a room full of blasting caps! I can't wait to see them let loose on Waine.
• They'll win it all, mark my words.
• I'm rich! I could buy a place in Butcher's Block with these winnings!
• Good for you, friend.
• Careful with your money around here, stranger. Don't end up mostly broke like my buddy, here.
• I will be. Thanks.
• I'm telling you, Waine wins every time. Better to spend your money on beer than to bet against Waine.
• I wouldn't be so sure about that.
• By Raven's bony knees! You beat Waine! I can't believe it. What an upset!
• Told you so.
• Coooo! Romperoo plays in the ring, makes fun with wrestling. Hoo! Quaggan likes to win.
• Glad someone around here is having fun.