Scrapyard Dogs

Scrapyard Dogs

Year

1325 AE

Storyline

Personal story

Chapter

Getting the Band Back Together

Location

Gunbreach Hills
(Plains of Ashford)
Imperator's Core
(Black Citadel)

Level

10

Race

Charr

Choice

Iron Legion

Preceded by

Best Laid Plans

Followed by

Ghostbore Musket

API

62

Gunbreach Hills loading screen. Imperator's Core loading screen.

Scrapyard Dogs is part of the personal story for charr characters who are members of the Iron Legion.

Objectives

Salvage weapon parts from the wrecking yard.

• Speak to the lookout at the wrecking yard.
• Collect scrap rifle parts.
• Protect Luccia Wildeye while she repairs her cannon.
• Kill the Flame Legion attackers
• Follow up with Luccia Wildeye

Report to Tribune Goreblade and assemble the musket.

• Report to Tribune Goreblade at the top of the Imperator's Core.
• Construct a Ghostbore Musket.
• Test the Ghostbore Musket against combat dummies around and near the office.

Rewards

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All professions

• 2,641 
• 70 
• Bag of Loot (2)

Profession-specific

• Heavy Aquabreather, and one of the following: Resilient Shield, Malign Torch, Healing Staff
• Heavy Aquabreather, and one of the following: Malign Sword, Malign Axe, Healing Staff
• Heavy Aquabreather, and one of the following: Resilient Shield, Healing Warhorn, Mighty Greatsword
• Leather Aquabreather, and one of the following: Malign Pistol, Mighty Rifle, Resilient Shield
• Leather Aquabreather, and one of the following: Healing Warhorn, Malign Dagger, Mighty Greatsword
• Leather Aquabreather, and one of the following: Malign Pistol, Mighty Dagger, Healing Short Bow
• Cloth Aquabreather, and one of the following: Healing Focus, Mighty Dagger, Malign Staff
• Cloth Aquabreather, and one of the following: Resilient Focus, Mighty Pistol, Malign Staff
• Cloth Aquabreather, and one of the following: Malign Focus, Healing Dagger, Mighty Staff

Walkthrough

After meeting with Luccia Wildeye, look around the scrapyard for barrels containing scrap rifle parts. After interacting with a barrel, there is a chance an ooze will spawn, but they pose only a minor threat.

Once you fill the progress bar, Flame Legion soldiers will come into the scrapyard. You and your warband survivor must take them out. Due to their numbers, these fights may be difficult without a party. However, Luccia is not attacked even if you are defeated, so you can respawn and continue to fight them, although it may be difficult if your warband member is also defeated.

Once Luccia is done fixing her rifle, she snares the remaining (conveniently clumped) Flame Legion soldiers. With the Flame Legion dealt with, your character invites Luccia to join the warband once the Ghostbore musket is complete. Luccia gladly accepts the offer.

Return to Bhuer Goreblade. He'll instruct you to build your Ghostbore musket at the workstation in his office, then test it on the two dummies also in his office. Use this time to learn the musket skills.

Upon conclusion, you are given a Ghostbore Musket.

NPCs

Allies

Charr

• Sparring Partner:
  • Maverick
  • Euryale
  • Dinky
  • Reeva
  • Clawspur
• Adamant Guard
• Ahhrak Rustfoe
• Bhuer Goreblade
• Erracus the Wise
• Firca Rustbite
• Iron Legion Scout
• Luccia Wildeye
• Rodex Rustpaw
• Rytlock Brimstone
• Scylla Rustcloud
• Smodur the Unflinching

Foes

Ambient creatures

• Rat

Flame Legion

• Flame Legion Axe Fiend
• Flame Legion Blademaster
• Flame Legion Bladestorm
• Flame Legion Stalker
• Flame Legion Shadowblade

Oozes

• Rust Ooze

Objects

• Barrel of Gun Parts
• Target Dummy
• Work Table

Dialogue

Gunbreach Hills

Approaching sparring partner:

Clawspur: A trip to the scrapyard. After this, there's nowhere to go but up.

Dinky: I thought the scrapyard would have more...scrappers in it.

Euryale: Once we get what we need, they should feed this whole place into the smelter.

Maverick: Luccia may be old, mad, and deaf as a stump, but she's no joke. I've seen her fight.

Reeva: I'm ready to salvage parts, our warband, whatever. Let's get to work!

Talking to sparring partner:

Clawspur: Ugh. Gruntwork. Let's get it done, and get a move on.

Definitely. Let's hurry.

Dinky: If I weren't in your warband, I think I'd like working in the wrecking yard. It's full of toys!

Dangerous toys. Let's get what we need and get out of here.

Euryale: Two pounds persperation, one pound ammunition. That's how jobs like this go.

Every step forward makes us stronger.

Maverick: This junk pit is no place for my handsome mug. Can't you do this alone?

Stop squawking and start scrapping. It'll be over soon.

Reeva: Working in the scrapyard is tough. I really respect people like Luccia.

We'll find what we need and get out soon.

Talking to other allies:

Rodex Rustpaw: No time to chat, soldier. Gotta go catch some rest. Our warband's been guarding this place for nearly two full shifts, and my feet are killing me.

I know how that feels. You and your soldiers take a break. We'll watch out for trouble while we're scavenging.

Really? You don't mind? Not like we see a lot of action, but...sure! You keep an eye out. We'll be back in a few.

Enjoy your break. We'll see you soon.

Luccia Wildeye: What's that? Did you say something, youngster? Years of firing heavy artillery didn't leave me much in the way of hearing.

Are you in charge of the wrecking yard?

Me? Hah, nope! I'm Luccia Wildeye. My warband's retired—or dead—but I'm a lot more stubborn than they were. I'm just an old gladium puttering around here to pass the time.

I'm here to get some parts. Mind if I scavenge a few?

Say again? Parts? Oh, sure, scrounge away. Plenty to go around. Just watch out—sometimes oozes get into those barrels, and they'll bite you if you wake 'em up.

Thanks...I mean, THANKS.

Heh. You don't have to shout, cub. I'm not THAT deaf.

Got it. Thanks, Luccia.

Okay. I'll be right back.

Hang on, I'll be right back.

Hang on, I'll be right back.

Speaking to Luccia while collecting scrap rifle parts:

Luccia Wildeye: Don't mind me, youngster. Any parts you find are yours.

After collecting the required amount of scrap rifle parts:

Flame Legion Blademaster: We know about your weapon plans. Give 'em here, or you'll be sorry!

Luccia Wildeye: Cover me! I've got something special for these punks!

Talking to your sparring partner during combat:

Clawspur: That deaf, old charr's a curmudgeon, but if she knows how to fight Flame Legion, then she's useful.

Hold the line, and we'll ask her later.

Dinky: That old charr's deafer than a doorpost, but she fights like...uh...something fighty!

Good enough for me.

Euryale: Crazy, deaf and dangerous old cuss! That Luccia's going to get us all killed!

Just hold the line! Not much longer!

Maverick: Flame Legion! Here? We've got to kill them all!

We will. Keep fighting!

Reeva: Oh, my bones and whiskers! Flame Legion!

Keep fighting!

As Luccia builds her cannon:

Luccia Wildeye: Heh. This is going to sting. A LOT.

Luccia Wildeye: Almost there! Just a little more time!

Speaking to Luccia while she is building her cannon:

Luccia Wildeye: Don't rush me, youngster. It'll be ready when it's ready!

After Luccia finishes building her cannon:

Flame Legion Blademaster: Fork over the plans or we'll roast you alive!

Luccia Wildeye: Not a chance, soft claws!

After Luccia ensnares the Flame Legion with a glue shot:

Flame Legion Blademaster: Argh! I'll be picking this garbage out of my fur for weeks, you deaf old hag!

Flame Legion Blademaster: Go on, hide behind that filthy hag, you coward! We'll be back!

Flame Legion Blademaster threatens <character name>.

Talking to your sparring partner after combat:

Clawspur: Nice trick with the cannon. Maybe we should take the gladium along with the scrap.

Exactly what I was thinking.

Dinky: Nice trick with the cannon. Do you think...do you think maybe...Luccia would want to come with us?

Exactly what I was thinking. Let's go say hello.

Euryale: Okay, so that was a good trick with the cannon, but that old gladium's off her turret. Then again, we could use a little spontaneity around here.

A good point. I'll talk to her.

Maverick: Khan-Ur's bones! That old lady's a pistol, isn't she? Hilarious!

Exactly what I was thinking. I think I'll have a word with her about the warband.

Reeva: Luccia was wonderful! So brave and clever. Without her cannon, that could have been a real mess.

Exactly what I was thinking.

Cinematic after fighting the Flame Legion:

Luccia Wildeye: Flame Legion? Here? Good thing I had my sticky shot ammo! It's buckshot coated in lye. It hit, sticks, and burns!

<Character name>: That's great stuff! Hey... my warband could use another experienced weaponsmith. Interested?

Luccia Wildeye: Interested? Are you serious? I've been stuck in this scrapyard as a gladium for months—I'm desperate!

<Character name>: Serious as an edge on steel! Once my Ghostbore musket passes muster, I can bring you in. But first, I have to test it.

Luccia Wildeye: Craze Steelgrinder patrols out by the Barradin estate. He loves provoking the ghosts. You should test it there!

<Character name>: Perfect. I'll update Tribune Goreblade, then assemble the Ghostbore musket and head to the Barradin estate. That should provide a target-rich environment.

Talking to Luccia after cinematic:

Luccia Wildeye: Didja see that? Sticky shot! My best invention. Still needs a little work.

That was amazing!

Talking to sparring partner after cinematic:

Clawspur: Now our warband's three strong, and we've got a new engineer to boot. This is a good start.

So you think Luccia will be a good addition?

Some idiots say older means shorter fangs. If they said that to her, I bet she'd rip their tails off. I respect that.

Heh! I'd like to see that. C'mon, the tribune's waiting.

Agreed. Let's go talk to the tribune.

Dinky: She joined! She likes us! That's great. Now we have an engineer, and the wrecking yard has an opening.

I see you like Luccia.

I do, indeed. She reminds me of the matron back at the fahrar. I wonder if she knows how to bake cookies?

Cookies that explode, maybe. Come on, we've got a job to do.

Don't even consider putting in your resume. We need you. Now come on, we've got work to do.

Euryale: I hope you can keep Luccia in line. She could be an asset—or we could all die in a fiery explosion.

I'm hoping for "asset".

Me too. I think she's going to be a big help in rebuilding our warband.

Works for me. Let's go.

I agree. Let's show the tribune our progress.

Maverick: Well, the old girl's not pretty-but with me at your side, nobody else has a chance anyway.

I see you think Luccia's going to fit in well.

I do. Once we get her washed, that is. She smells like old grease and turpentine.

You tell her that. I'll stand waaay over there. Now c'mon, we've got to get back.

Let's go show the tribune our progress.

Reeva: That was a great idea! Luccia's going to be an asset to this warband.

I hope she settles in well. She's a tough old lady.

She's tough, but not unkind. I really like her.

Me too. Let's go tell the tribune about our progress.

Let's show the tribune our progress.

Imperator's Core

Before cinematic with Bhuer:

Iron Legion Scout: I'm so late! Imperator Smodur will clip my claws for this. Don't tell anyone you've seen me!

You'd better hurry, then.

Cinematic with Bhuer:

Bhuer Goreblade: Ah, here's my new up-and-comer now. I was just telling Tribune Brimstone about you. Nothing good, of course.

Rytlock: Don't you believe him, soldier. In fact, Tribune Goreblade was bragging about some special weapons project you're heading up.

<Character name>: I have an update on that, sir: I've acquired parts and ammunition for my Ghostbore musket. I've also arranged a weapons test.

<Character name>: But there's a problem. I've seen the Flame Legion twice inside the citadel. First, they were after my plans, and then they showed up at the scrap yard to ambush me. They want my weapon, and they want me dead.

Bhuer Goreblade: Flame? Inside the citadel? Grrr. That steams my ears. How did they find out about your weapon design?

Rytlock: I told you, Bhuer, the Flame commanders are nervous. If this musket makes ghosts take longer to reform, we'll need less troops to fight them.

Rytlock: If that happens, Smodur will allocate more soldiers against the Flame Legion, and we'll finally wipe them out. Mind if I watch the weapon tests?

Bhuer Goreblade: Sure, just stay behind the gun this time, Brimstone.

Bhuer Goreblade: I'll invite Tribune Torga of the Ash Legion, too. She'll want to see this.

Sparring Partner enters:

Clawspur: I got the ammo you requested. You're good to go.

Dinky: Remember that ammo you asked me to get? Well, I got it!

Euryale: I collected the ammo you requested, boss. Let's put it to use right away.

Maverick: Oh yeah, before I forget: here's your ammo, as requested.

Reeva: Hey, don't forget this ammo you asked me for! Can't shoot ghosts without it!

Talking to sparring partner before constructing weapon:

Clawspur: That weapon's going to make us proud.

You scrounged up ammo pretty quick. How'd you manage it?

I don't think you want to know, boss. Plausible deniability.

Understood. Good work. I'll get to crafting.

We'll see, but I have high hopes. Just let me put it all together.

Dinky: I'm so excited, I feel like my ears are going to fall off! Are you really ready to make the Ghostbore musket?

I sure am. Hey, you scrounged up that ammo pretty quick. How'd you manage it?

The Blood Legion "volunteered" it. After a little convincing.

Convincing? Dinky...

Well, it's hard to complain when your jaw's wired shut. Anyway, just get that musket finished!

It'll do, Dinky. I'll get to crafting.

Now I just need to put it all together.

Euryale: You sure this is going to work? Did you remember the gyro-thingy and the whirly widget?

The what and the what? Hey, where'd you get this ammo, anyway?

I just know every weapon I see's got some kinda whirly thing. So I figure that's part of how they work. The ammo came from an old munitions dump outside the citadel. Easy pickings.

Nice work. I can't promise spinny things, but I can promise "boom." I'll get to crafting.

Now I just need to put it all together.

Maverick: Ghostbore. Ghost...bore. Can't you name it something more exciting? Like Ghostawesome? I like Maverick's Mauler, myself.

You build it, you get to name it. Hey, where'd you get all the ammo, anyway?

There's this pretty little barmaid down at the Serrated Blade tavern that has the hots for me. Her boss seizes people's weapons when they cause trouble, and I get them from her. Simple, huh?

Whatever else they say about you, Mav, you sure come through in a pinch. Thanks. I'll get to work.

Now I just need to put it all together.

Reeva: Ooh, I hope this works. It'll work, right? You're sure? You've gone over the plans again?

It'll work, I promise. Now stop worrying. And...hey, where'd you get this ammo so fast?

Ammo? That's not ammo. Those are brownies I made to cheer you up if the musket didn't work. Huh. I guess they are a little overcooked….

It's fine Reeva. I'd better get this the[sic] musket finished.

Now I just need to put it all together.

Talking to other allies before building weapon:

Bhuer Goreblade: Time to construct your weapon, Legionnaire. Use my workbench, right behind you. Iron Legion never rests.

Yes, sir, Tribune. Keep an eye on me—you've never seen anything like this before!

I expect that I have, soldier, but I'll pay attention. Never know when an old charr's going to see a new trick.

I'll get to work!

The tribune's own workbench, sir! I'm honored. I'll get started immediately.

See that you do. We've got no time for dallying.

I'll get to work!

Excuse me, sir? Who was the charr on the big balcony next door?

That's Imperator Smodur, soldier, the high commander of the whole Iron Legion. The Iron Legion rules the Black Citadel—Blood and Ash are here to help us reclaim our ancient homeland of Ascalon, but Smodur's the top brass.

Good to know, sir. I'll get to work.

I'll get to work!

Rytlock Brimstone: I'm anxious to see if your new weapon is as impressive as Goreblade says.

You won't be disappointed, Tribune.

After constructing the Ghostbore musket cinematic (before testing):

Bhuer Goreblade: It's pretty enough, but can she fire? I want you to test it on those two dummies by the door. Show me what you've got, <Character name>.

I'm not sure how well it'll do against solid targets, sir. The ghosts...

You want to march into battle without even test-firing the weapon? The dummies. Now. That's an order.

Sir, yes sir! I'll turn those dummies into piles of sawdust, Tribune!

See that you do.

On it!

Sir, yes, sir!

Time to kick the tires, sir!

Talking to sparring partner after constructing the rifle:

Clawspur: Good job, <Character name>. I'll meet you at the weapons test.

See you there.

Dinky: That is one serious ghost-killer! Ghost putter-downer? You know, I've never been sure. What do you call it when you kill something that's dead?

I don't think there's a good word for it. If you think of something, let me know. I'll get to crafting.

Euryale: Nice work. Almost as much firepower as a decent elementalist. I look forward to seeing it against those ghosts.

See you there.

Maverick: Lookin' good with that rifle, Legionnaire! I'll meet you at the Barradin Estate, and we'll kick some ghost tail!

See you there.

Reeva: It's gorgeous, <Character name>! You've really outdone yourself this time.

See you at Barradin's estate!

Talking to allies after dummy test:

Bhuer Goreblade: I look forward to seeing the results of your weapons test, Legionnaire <Character name>.

Prepare to be amazed.

Don't be too confident. Those test dummies are just steel and leather. Ghosts are far more dangerous.

My musket'll cut through ghosts just as easily. You'll see, sir.

I'm looking forward to blasting those ghosts so hard they'll take weeks to come back and bother us!

That would be a tremendous relief to our forces in the field. Now, move out to the weapon test, soldier.

I'm on it, sir.

Me too, sir. See you there.

Rytlock Brimstone: The Flame Legion attacked you inside the citadel? I'm less concerned that they wanted your weapon, and more concerned about how they got here. I'll have to have a word with Tribune Desertgrave.

Sir? Who would you say are our most dangerous enemies? The Flame Legion or the Ascalonian ghosts?

Both of them are dangerous, but in different ways. Which do you want to know about?

I'd like to know more about the Ascalonian ghosts, sir.

Ghosts come back after just a day or so, tiring out our troops in a unbreakable cycle. We can never permanently defeat them. It's a war of attrition-and we're losing. Your musket may provide the advantage we need to finally start gaining headway.

I hope so, sir. Can I ask you another question?

Absolutely. What's your query, soldier?

Can you tell me more about the Flame Legion, Tribune? (Same as above.)

I'd like to know more about the Ascalonian ghosts, sir. (Same as below.)

Yes, sir. See you on the battlefield.

Can you tell me more about the Flame Legion, Tribune?

The Flame Legion are fanatics and slavers, sir, with tremendous magic at their command. They can infiltrate, and they've got allies in the citadel. We can't fight harder, so we have to fight smarter.

I hope so, sir. Can I ask you another question?

Good to know, sir. Thank you.

On second thought, never mind. Thank you for your time, Tribune Brimstone.

Thank you for your time, Tribune Brimstone. I'll see you at the weapon test.

Erracus the Wise: Make it snappy, soldier. Can't you see I've got work to do?

Who's that guy over there?

Smodur the Unflinching, Imperator of the Iron Legion, ruler of Ascalon. The other two legions are just his guests. You keep that in mind, cub.

Work? What are you doing? (same as below)

Thank you, sir! I'll be on my way.

Work? What are you doing?

Havin' a tea party, what's it look like? Burn me! Kids these days, all clawless and drooly-mouthed. I'm making sure the imperator has everything he needs for a war council. Now, look to your own duty, soldier!

Who's that guy over there? (same as above)

Thank you, sir! I'll be on my way.

Thank you, sir! I'll be on my way.

Smodur the Unflinching: What in the Realm of Torment are you doing here, grunt? If you're looking for Tribune Goreblade, his is the smaller office. To the left!

Yes, Imperator! Right away, sir! I'm sorry, sir!

My story

“ I collected parts to build a working prototype of my weapon. The Flame Legion tried to stop me again, but I defeated them with the help of a gladium named Luccia Wildeye. After the fight, Luccia joined my warband and set up a proving ground where I can test the prototype. I updated Tribunes Goreblade and Brimstone on my progress, and reported on the Flame Legion's interest in my weapon prototype. Brimstone's keeping a close eye on all Flame Legion activity, so he's coming to observe my weapon's next field test. — My story

Notes

• On completion of this story segment, Ghostbore Musket is displayed in personal story.

Trivia

• Name possibly inspired by the name of the wrestler, Junkyard Dog.

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