| The Scions of the Seventh Dawn
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| The Antecedent made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Said that if I joined, I'd get to fight against the primals and the imperials both to my heart's content. Aye, I know I could get the same by enlistin' in one of 'em Grand Companies. But I've never been partial to salutin', if ye know what I mean.
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| A Wild Rose by Any Other Name
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Heh, so this boy has Garlean blood in him! Can't say I'm surprised. Everyone knows what happens when a city is sacked, even if the bards choose to omit that part.
But Arenvald shouldn't be pitied. Boys like him have a clean slate, an opportunity to write their own story, free of the ties that bind the common man.
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| A Hero in the Making
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They tell me ye were instrumental in Ifrit's defeat. Bravo, Forename, bravo!
Perhaps ye heard of my exploits? The Flames and I struck a decisive blow against the lizardmen by destroyin' and pillagin' their stores of crystals. Aye, they won't be summonin' their primal again any time soon!
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| Shadow of Darkness
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A masked man? I vaguely recall some Amalj'aa rantin' about somethin' like that in the middle of a skirmish. 'Course, I wasn't listenin' too closely, on account of the fact their friends were tryin' to kill me.
I don't mean to waste yer time, friend, but that's the only thing what comes to mind.
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| Wrath of the Titan
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Congratulate the boy, Forename! Chosen by the Antecedent as the sylph's bodyguard! What an honor!
('Course, this means his dusty rags'll no longer suffice. I say we get the boy a shiny new suit of silver armor, the kind the Sultansworn wear. We split the cost evenly and surprise him. Not bad, eh?)
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