Thunder Ridge/historical
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Historical content for Thunder Ridge from past Living World releases can be found here.
NPCs[edit]
Ambient dialogue[edit]
Blood and Madness[edit]
- Kasmeer Meade: I think I'm perspiring.
- Marjory Delaqua: Now I've seen everything.
- Scholar Maddox: Where's that mistress of yours?
- AUX-1: Mistress—Kari—was—last—seen—heading—southwest—from—camp.
- Scholar Maddox: I see. Well, when she returns, please tell her I was looking for her.
- AUX-1: I—will—comply.
- Scholar Maddox: Golem! Didn't you tell your mistress I asked to confer with her? I need her knowledge of projected illusions.
- AUX-1: Negative. Unable—to—comply. The—mistress's—return—is—overdue.
- Scholar Maddox: She hasn't come back yet? This is alarming. I'd better organize a search party.
- Scholar Maddox: We...couldn't locate your mistress. She's disappeared without a trace.
- AUX-1: Understood.
- Scholar Maddox: What will you do now?
- AUX-1: This—unit—has—been—ordered—to—expedite—camp—construction—and—will—await—Mistress—Kari's—return—at—this—location.
- Scholar Maddox: Well... good luck to you.
- Corentin: Let's get this camp set up. We'll soon be inundated with people and scholars.
- Annick: Scholars aren't people?
- Villager: Quaggan's glad that mesmer came. That's an illusion if quaggan ever saw one.
- Corentin: What do you know about illusions?
- Villager: Quaggan kows that invisible walls are never what they seem.
- Annick: She's got a point. Personally, I never imagined a mesmer could be so useful.
Tower of Nightmares[edit]
- Senna: Krait and Nightmare Court? It's a head-scratcher. Makes my thinker itch.
- Mykala: I never thought I'd see the day when the Nightmare Court would form an alliance.
- Senna: I doubt it's truly an alliance. If I were to guess—and I am—I'd say the court is pulling the strings.
- Mykala: An interesting choice of words. That's what they said about the Flame Legion and dredge.
- Mykala: This research is only half of what we need. We need more information. What could they be up to?
- Senna: I'm no help. I'm feeling...woozy. I can't put two thoughts together for some reason.
- Senna: What is this smell? It's...planty. Musty. Like dead roses or...dirty feet.
- Mykala: It's coming from the tower. It can't be good.
The Nightmare Unveiled[edit]
- Bloomanoo: Ooh. Did you see that?
- Bloomanoo: Oah! Help! A really big crab!
- Bloomanoo: (sneeze) Excuse quaggan.
- Bloomanoo: WoooOOOoooOOOooo.
- Bloomanoo: Boo. This is no good.
- Bloomanoo: Quaggan feels icky. Please, help.
- Peneloopee: Quaggan's food. And foo'd.
- Peneloopee: Foo, foo, foo, foo. What's a quaggan to do?
- Peneloopee: Nightmare sylvari want quaggan's gizzards.
- Peneloopee: Maybe quaggan can wish to be invisible. Quaggan is invisible. Quaggan is invisible.
- Peneloopee: Nowhere to swim. Nowhere to hide. Foo.
- Peneloopee: Watch out, little friend. The krait'll get you! There are so many in the water.
- Peneloopee: It's going to be okay. Quaggan's not a bad calf. Quaggan's a good little calf.
- Crusader Fierceswipe: Achooo! (sniffle) This fluff in the air is making my snout go nuts!
- Agent Frovik: Mine too. Aaargh.
- Agent Frovik: Are you seeing that—
- Crusader Fierceswipe: I'm seeing lots of things I shouldn't be. Stand firm. It's nightmare magic.
- Senna: I swear, I didn't know!
- Mykala: Didn't know what? Senna, you're losing it. Why don't you go lie down?
- Senna: It was all my fault.
- Senna: I don't deserve to live!
- Mykala: Looks like I'm on my own here. Even the antitoxin we developed isn't strong enough to completely counter the spores' effects.
- Mykala: Poor quaggan. I wish we had an antidote. He's hallucinating, and I can't get him to sit still.
A Very Merry Wintersday[edit]
- Peneloopee: And then the toxic krait started taking all the trees and ore and fishes and crabs.
- Peneloopee: So then a school of heroes of all races ran up the tower and bit off the krait's heads.
- Bloomanoo: Really? Coooooooo!
- Peneloopee: Quaggan has only known you for a week, but quaggan thinks you should know. Quaggan likes you.
- Peneloopee: What quaggan means is maybe quaggans can be...goood friends. More than goooood friends maybe?
- Bloomanoo: Cooo! Quaggan approooves.
- Peneloopee: Cooooo!
- Peneloopee: Quaggan is so glad Bloomanoo was here and quaggans met. How does Bloomanoo feel?
- Bloomanoo: Quaggan likes you. Very much.
- Peneloopee: Yes, quaggans should go to Lion's Arch and make a new life...tooooogether.
- Bloomanoo: Quaggan agrees.
- Peneloopee: (giggle)
- Bloomanoo: Coo. You complete quaggan.
- Peneloopee: Oah, Bloomanoo. (purr)
- Mykala: You feeling better, Senna?
- Senna: Which one of you should I answer? You? Or you?
- Mykala: I'll take that as a no.
- Mykala: You'll be happy to know they brought the tower down, and the toxic spores are clearing up.
- Mykala: Marjory and Lady Kasmeer made it back in one piece.
- Senna: Who are you again?
- Mykala: Well, that's a good sign. At least you're not calling me Granny Poxxi anymore.
- Braham Eirsson: Isn't that the investigator who caught the councillor's murderer?
- Rox: Yeah, I think so. Necromancer, by the look of her.
- Braham Eirsson: I think I'll go say hello.
- Rox: Be careful. She seems...intense.
- Braham Eirsson: Hello. I wanted to congratulate you on solving the councillor's murder.
- Marjory Delaqua: My, aren't you a big boy.
- Braham Eirsson: One of the biggest in my homestead, actually. I'm Braham. Pleased to meet you.
- Marjory Delaqua: Well, Braham, I don't currently have any mountain-sized acquaintances, so the pleasure's all mine. You can call me Marjory.
- Braham Eirsson: So, how'd you do it? Find the antitoxin, I mean.
- Marjory Delaqua: It's just what I do.
- Braham Eirsson: Kinda like fighting's what I do! I heard you caught the airship pirate who killed the Lion's Arch councillor too. Some...human.
- Marjory Delaqua: You better say that with love, big boy.
- Braham Eirsson: Oh, I like humans just fine. Well, some humans.
- Marjory Delaqua: I feel the same way.
- Braham Eirsson: Let me introduce you to my friend Rox.
- Marjory Delaqua: Hello. I bet you two turn heads when you break through a crowd.
- Rox: Funny. I was thinking the same thing about you.
- Marjory Delaqua: (laugh) Well, then I'm doubly glad to meet you.
- Kasmeer Meade: Hi there. I'm Kasmeer, Marjory's assistant. Are you the ones who went after Scarlet?
- Braham Eirsson: Yeah. I'm Braham, and that's Rox.
- Marjory Delaqua: That was you? So, what she means, but is too polite to say, is...you're the ones who let Scarlet slip through your grasp?
- Rox: C'mon, Braham. We'd better go.
- Marjory Delaqua: No need to fly off. I meant no offense.
- Crusader Fierceswipe: My scouts tell me the plant's definitely compost.
- Agent Frovik: Yeah, and my agents are reporting that Scarlet was definitely sighted.
- Crusader Fierceswipe: Are they sure?
- Agent Frovik: Yeah. If you don't believe me, ask the Priory archivist over there. She's definitely collecting reports.
- Crusader Fierceswipe: So, is the Order of Whispers planning to go after Scarlet?
- Agent Frovik: Maybe. What about the Vigil?
- Crusader Fierceswipe: After this fiasco, we don't see much choice. She could have done a lot more damage than she did.
- Agent Frovik: I'll pass that to my superiors. They might just agree to work together this time.
- Kasmeer Meade: I just don't understand the Flame Legion and dredge.
- Marjory Delaqua: What don't you understand?
- Kasmeer Meade: Well, why in gods' graces would they call themselves the Molting Alliance? It's undignified.
- Marjory Delaqua: (stifled laugh) I couldn't agree more.
- Marjory Delaqua: You know, I'm pretty proud of us all.
- Kasmeer Meade: We did okay.
- Marjory Delaqua: Just okay? We jammed that tower up their-
- Kasmeer Meade: Jory. No need to be crude. We were awesome.
- Marjory Delaqua: That Scarlet is really starting to boil my beets.
- Kasmeer Meade: What?
- Marjory Delaqua: She's making me mad.
- Kasmeer Meade: Ah, yes. She has a talent for boiling beets. But we have to worry about the carrot-choppers too.
- Marjory Delaqua: Carrot-choppers?
- Kasmeer Meade: Yeah, you know. It's my metaphor for the Toxic Alliance. I just made it up.
- Marjory Delaqua: You have a way with words, my dear.
- Marjory Delaqua: How'd you get out of all that without a single smudge or tear on your dress?
- Kasmeer Meade: It's not a dress. It's an illusion. You think I'd take my best dress into a place like that?
- Marjory Delaqua: An illusion? You mean you're...
- Kasmeer Meade: Naked. Is that a problem?
- Marjory Delaqua: Noooo. Not a problem.