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• My legs may be short, high-pockets, but my blade can still reach your vitals.
• Ignore him. Norn can't help being loud and stupid. They're born that way.
• It's good to see something friendly come out of the Brand.
• Not friendly, professor. Just not hostile. How goes the exploration?
• It goes. Any chance the tribune can spare a few swords to act as guardians?
• I will relay your request. I cannot promise anything more.
• Leaving us already? You probably won't make it, but we'll enjoy watching you try.
• Don't worry, brother. We won't just stand here and watch you die.
• Do me one favor. If I don't make it, carve my name into this norn oaf's face while he sleeps.
• We should go out to the human temple to gather building shards.
• I heard the temple was dedicated to five different gods. Those humans throw faith around like slop buckets.
• Yeah. Did them a lot of good, didn't it? (chuckle)
• You're naughty.
• I need a head in one piece. These morons keep bashing in the head or cutting it off too far up the neck.
• I know your pain. How are we supposed to map biological degradation and neurological redirection with mutilated body parts?
• If I get one more head with a finger stuck up its nose, I'm going to break some heads myself.
• These morons think they're funny.
• Sorry. It is kind of funny.
• Stay in formation, stay close to the wagon, and stay quiet.
• That cart's a huge rolling target.
• We'll get it there if we have to stitch the wagon to our skins and drag it across the Brand.
• We'd do better to carry as much as we can on our backs and stealth our way into the Maw.
• You have your orders. Eyes on the horizon!
• I just got the word. This is as far as we go. Brokentooth Maw is beyond our reach.
• Why? We've come this far. If it were a little brighter, we could see the Maw.
• We're going to do what I suggested, right? Load up and carry the weapons on our backs?
• Wrong. We're going to hunker down here and wait for new orders.
• I'm bored. I hear bats are tasty. We should go hunting. Maybe they taste like moa.
• We're not allowed to leave our post. You know that.
• Yep. Looks like they had trouble up north.
• I don't think they were followed. Open the gate!
• My brother died because of your weakness!
• It was only a matter of time. After what happened on the raid yesterday, Marrowbone blames Ashtail for his warbrother's death.
• Why? What happened?
• They were swarmed. Ashtail could have saved his brother, but his rifle misfired.
• Village of Butcher's Block
• Ruins of Oldgate
• Arcovian Foothills
• Halrunting Plains
• Sector A
• Sector B
• Sector C
• Here, I found these.
• Dredge Cannonball
• Upper Floor
• Shaemoor Garrison
• Eukaryan Caves
• Mount Gnashington
• Let's get there first, soldier.
• Michoan Marsh