Game text

902,736 entries

• Can you direct me to your merchants?
• Hi there.
• (sigh)
• Quaggan thinks this is a lovely community.
• You've done well here. Keep it up!
• Gallant Pistol Skin[s]
• Anyone caught harassing the tourists will be imprisoned and fined.
• Grubs are falling from its wings. Don't let them surround you!
• My original racing flock met an unfortunate end during the attack on Lion's Arch. My sister was kind enough to send these chicks to me to train.
• No problem.
• Hm?
• Okay, if that's the best you can do.
• Raven only knows. In the meantime, have one of my speed spells. No sense in them going to waste while I'm sitting here like a boil on Bear's bottom.
• I think that's the first time I've ever heard you say something positive.
• Good to see you.
• Citizen
• Go on in.
• Farming is for humans. Quaggans are gatherers.
• What?
• I often catch myself watching the skies...for enemies.
• Put On
• When—is—the—last—time—you—felt—like—the—center—of—Tyria?
• Shhh! Okay, okay. I'll try.
• Pffft.
• What's it like at the bottom of the harbor?
• Just doing my part for the Council's new initiative to tighten up harbor security. I guess.
• Read
• Ornery Crab
• Hi there, neighbor.
• Hey.
• Dungeon Armor and Weapons
• Show me weapons from Citadel of Flame.
• Hey.
• I love this city.
• They're nice and they've got good food.
• You bet.
• (giggle) You're fun!
• Reveler
• Big meeting under the claws. There was a tale of skritt making a ship, uh, somewheres.
• Apatia is at the top of this beam. Come on.
• Have a nice day.
• You're a real piece of work, you know that?
• Good to see you.
• Hello good-bye.
• Go with the Spirits.
• Local
• Git!
• Since we're pals and all, how about you sign me out so I can hit Trader Jikk's early?
• We need to talk. Later.
• Not now.