Specialization Mastery Legionary
Dialogue
I love the smell of blood in the morning!
How far do you reckon I could throw you?
Sometimes, I might accidentally steal my party members' glory!
The trick is to have iron skin, then nothing can harm you.
Another strong warrior who will make a fine legionary!
I'm Relkyn Stoutshield, part-time defender, full-time people-thrower.
My origins trace back to the unforgiving Iron Mountains, where survival is a daily battle.
They say the pen is mightier than the sword, but they've clearly never seen me shield bash someone in the face.
Despite my tough exterior, I'm just a humble legionary trying to keep my friends alive and maybe have a little fun along the way.
And no, I'm not going to let you use my shield as a sled.
Oh, you know, just skewered a few baddies with my trusty spear. Nothing like the thrill of a good poke!
I'm great, can't complain when you're surrounded by friends and foes alike. Keeps life interesting!
Keeping the peace, one stab at a time. Life's funny that way, huh?
Life in Kwalat keeps a legionary on his toes, but I'm more than up for the challenge!
It's a tough gig, but someone's got to poke the monsters. And I happen to be really good at it!
Welcome to Faidens Camp, where a spear and strong shield are your best mates.
If you're lucky, you might even witness a spear-throwing contest!
Here, legionaries prepare for anything that Kwalat throws at them. And trust me, Kwalat throws a lot!
Think of it as a boot camp with a sense of humour. We may be rugged, but we sure know how to crack a joke while bashing skulls.
Oh, absolutely! Even a tank like me could use a sidekick now and then!
You read my mind! Got a spare hand... or spear?
Of course! These monsters aren't going to bash themselves!
Definitely! Let's make some enemies regret their life choices!
I've been fighting non-stop, and I'm starving. I need some Crispy Fried Ribs to keep going.
Oh, I'm having way too much fun on my own, but thanks for asking!
Not right now. Just polishing my shield and practising my spear twirls!
Unfortunately no. I'm in timeout for "stealing" my buddy's kill. I "secured" the kill!
Go practice your spear throws a bit, then come back.
Nothing gets me back in the game like a good meal. Those Crispy Fried Ribs are just what I need.
Do me a favour and grab some Crispy Fried Ribs. A warrior fights better on a full stomach.
I can take on anything if I've got some Crispy Fried Ribs in me. Think you can help with that?
Help me out and fetch some Crispy Fried Ribs. I'll owe you one, big time.
Oh, that's a shame. I'll just have to make do.
No worries, I'll find another way to get my strength back.
Alright, but don't blame me if I start looking at you like a snack.