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65,"TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_FOLLOWER02853_000_041","Speaking of which, I'd best take back any grenades you didn't throw. Where <Emphasis>did</Emphasis> you learn how to use imperial weaponry anyway?"
66,"TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_FOLLOWER02853_000_042","Head back to Dob, and he'll reward you for sharing your expertise. Thanks again!"
67,"TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_050","My friend stopped by and told me how the tests went, so I thank you for keeping him safe. I'm not entirely comfortable around imperial ordnance, to be honest..."
68,"TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_051","We spent years slaving in a castrum workshop, loading powder into cannon shells and the like. It felt as if every bullet I filled was another countrymen I helped kill."
68,"TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_051","We spent years slaving in a castrum workshop, loading powder into cannon shells and the like. It felt as if every bullet I filled was another countryman I helped kill."
69,"TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_052","The guilt grew so strong that I almost cast myself off a cliff. But my fear of death was the stronger─like a coward, I chose moldy heels of bread over the lives of my fellows."
70,"TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_053","In the end, I decided that I'd spite the Empire by living out my wretched life, and profit off the very same weapons I helped build. I'll be a damn weed, thriving on the rocky slopes of Gyr Abania..."
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69 65 TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_FOLLOWER02853_000_041 Speaking of which, I'd best take back any grenades you didn't throw. Where <Emphasis>did</Emphasis> you learn how to use imperial weaponry anyway?
70 66 TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_FOLLOWER02853_000_042 Head back to Dob, and he'll reward you for sharing your expertise. Thanks again!
71 67 TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_050 My friend stopped by and told me how the tests went, so I thank you for keeping him safe. I'm not entirely comfortable around imperial ordnance, to be honest...
72 68 TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_051 We spent years slaving in a castrum workshop, loading powder into cannon shells and the like. It felt as if every bullet I filled was another countrymen I helped kill. We spent years slaving in a castrum workshop, loading powder into cannon shells and the like. It felt as if every bullet I filled was another countryman I helped kill.
73 69 TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_052 The guilt grew so strong that I almost cast myself off a cliff. But my fear of death was the stronger─like a coward, I chose moldy heels of bread over the lives of my fellows.
74 70 TEXT_STMBDZ825_02853_DOB_000_053 In the end, I decided that I'd spite the Empire by living out my wretched life, and profit off the very same weapons I helped build. I'll be a damn weed, thriving on the rocky slopes of Gyr Abania...