talk-of-tyria:

Shiverpeak Mountains – Dredgehaunt Cliffs – Mantelet Refuge
Priory Scribe: I put a candle in the window for him every night, to guide him home.
Priory Scholar: Don’t worry. He’ll come back–just as soon as he’s saved the world.

Priory Scribe: He’s my only son. I’ll never forget the look on his face when he told me he’d joined the Vigil.
Priory Scholar: I imagine he’ll never forget the look on yours either.
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Priory Scribe: It’s one thing to worry about him roaming the hills around our stead, hunting, facing danger.

Priory Scribe: It’s another entirely to have him so far away, seeking even more dangerous foes.
Priory Scholar: His legend will be that much greater.

Priory Scribe: A mother’s first concern is not for her son’s legend.
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Priory Scholar: The Vigil exists to fight the Elder Dragons. There is no more worthy foe than that.

Priory Scribe: My head understands, and in my heart, I am proud. But what if–

Priory Scholar: Only the Spirits can know. Leave it to them.