Guild Wars 2

I’ve compiled a list of the conversations between NPC’s that are relevant to Bazaar of the Four Winds storyline. If I have missed anything, please let me know. Also, you can find my Secret of Southsun NPC Conversations here: https://forum-en.gw2archive.eu/forum/archive/southsun/Possible-Spoilers-NPC-Conversations. Consider everything below as a spoiler.

Human Merchant: Looking for something to add a little oomph in your step?
Human Merchant: That’s your final offer? All right. It’s a deal.
Human Merchant: I only have one left. Some snot-nosed skritt ran off with the other one yesterday. I never got it back.

Human Merchant: Keep touching the goods, boy, and I’ll make you marry ‘em on the end of my dagger.
Human Merchant: Oy, you gonna buy that or just look it to death?

Charr Merchant: We made it in time. Maybe this year we’ll make enough to buy a cow.
Charr Merchant: Do not take your eyes off the merchandise, son. Not for a second. There are thieves everywhere.
Charr Merchant: There’s dark magic here. I sense it in my bones.

Unusual Merchant: Oh, hey there! Would you mind, um… putting that down, please?
Unusual Merchant: Oh, no. Woe is me. Look, messing around with unknown forces has unleashed deadly consequences. Because this has never happened before.
Unusual Merchant: (sigh) Why doesn’t anyone ever listen to me?
Unusual Merchant: My hero. Say, you wouldn’t want to buy that, would you?

Note: The following merchant dialogue are said by multiple unnamed characters throughout the Bazaar.
Merchant: Powdered beet root and other hard-to-find ingredients!
Merchant: Sold! You won’t regret it.
Merchant: Accepting all land-based trade!
Merchant: Best prices in all of Tyria. Special bazaar discounts.
Merchant: Roasted Meats! Cheese! Ale!
Merchant: Fresh from the Gendarren Fields!
Merchant: Don’t miss the best deal on the block!
Merchant: Finest craftsmanship here.
Merchant: My selection is unparalleled.
Merchant: take home a souvenir toothpick!
Merchant: Cinnamon, cardamom, and curry!
Merchant: Bangles for your sweetheart!
Merchant: What’s that you say? Ah. I don’t sell that kind of thing. Try someone else.
Merchant: This little beauty is worth more, but I need to sell it quick.

Asuran Stranger: I’m half afraid to try any of the food here and half thrilled to try something exotic.
Asuran Stranger: Keep one hand on your purse. I just saw someone get pickpocketed.

Hylek Stranger: (laugh) Did you see that? Never in my life have I seen such a thing!
Hylek Stranger: My kind of magic doesn’t use those kinds of foci. I’m a little sickened.

Norn Stranger: I’m surprised all of Lion’s Arch isn’t here.
Norn Stranger: Do you think we could visit the Zypher Sanctum?

Human Stranger: Some of these people are scary. Do you think they’re pirates?

Human Stranger: I hope my mother likes the powdered harpy wig I bought her.
Human Stranger: I simply had to buy it. It was so odd!

Human Stranger: C’mon can’t you try a bit harder? That look on your face is scaring folks away.
Human Stranger: Look alive. Here comes a sucker.

Human Stranger: Welcome to the bizarre bazaar! Shop, haggle and browse your way to a better you!
Human Stranger: Where’d you put my revolver? Oh, I see it. Good. Just in case.
Human Stranger: We’ve already paid for the trip. The rest is ours to keep.

Brat: I want one, Mom. I want it.
Human Stranger: Ok, Ok, sweetie. I’ll get you just one, Ok? Just this once.
Brat: I want two. Mom, I want two!
Human Stranger: Fine. Two. Just this once you can have two, Ok?
Urchin: Better get back. Pappy’s gonna be steaming at the snout.

Urchin: Watch out! I may be small but the parts I can reach are… ooh. Running now!
Urchin: Three booths down from the one-legged man. Three booths down form… oh spit.
Urchin: Oh yes, my lady. Oh no, my lady. Pfff! Witch.

Urchin: Get out of my way. ExCUSE me, you great oaf!
Urchin: (laugh)

Parker Cole: You better get yourself back to the Arch. It’s not safe to hang around with me anymore.
Jess: Can’t you come with me? I don’t wanna leave without you!
Parker Cole: I’m running out of time to find a buyer, and I don’t want you swept up by the Vigil if they find me first.

Carden: Come on. Are you interested in what I’ve got, or not?
Lonan: What’s your rush? Are you in some kind of trouble?
Carden: You know what? Never mind.
Lonan: No, wait. I haven’t even seen what you have.
Carden: Do me a favour, Ok? Forget I was here.

Andile: What is it you have for me, my friend?
Carden: Valuable goods are what I have. The question is, what can you do for me?
Andile: Not to worry. I’m sure I can give you a fair price.
Carden: That’s really the most you can give me? You’re killing me.
Andile: My friend, I’m making you a very generous offer here.
Carden: You think I’m stupid? That I can’t see you trying to take advantage of me?
Carden: You have no idea what I went through to get this stuff! Forget it. No sale, “my friend.”

Carden: What does it matter how I got this stuff? Do you want to buy it or not?
Penna: Let’s not get ahead of ourselves. I need to look it over, think on it.
Carden: Think on what? I don’t have time for this!
Penna: Anyone else here is going to want to appraise your wares. That’s how this works
Carden: Why do I need you? I can just sell directly to them.
Penna: (chuckles) Oh, you can, can you?
Penna: I understand these people, how they think, what they want and need. Do you?
Carden: What do you mean? They’re just people, like us.
Carden: Aren’t they?
Carden: OK, you saw the stuff. Make me an offer.
Penna: I’m sorry, I can’t buy that. I know where you got it, and I don’t want any trouble with those people.
Carden: What? You’re killing me here. You know that? You’ve killed me.

Trader Estelle: Take that, you sea scum! And stick those tails between your legs, you mangy dogs.
Trader Aerin: Gah!
Trader Estelle: Aerin?
Trader Aerin: Pirates have tails?

Maddie: (giggle) I am, like, so ready to destroy you! Wooo!
Maddie: Oh, no way! You did not just cheat. You loser!
Maddie: Wooooohooooo!
Maddie: I don’t care what you do. I’m so not even nauseous right now. Shyaa.
Maddie: Wow, seriously? Poor wittle tummy-wummy can’t take it, huh?
Maddie: Ugh, you are such a damper, y’know that?

Caiwyn the Corsair: Don’t I make a dashing pirate? I’ve got the look! Here, I’ll show you!
Caiwyn the Corsair: All hands on deck! I’m going to swig me some swill!
Caiwyn the Corsair: Arrrrrg! This salty sea dog’s only just begun!
Caiwyn the Corsair: Hoo-whoa! That foul-tasting sludge has sure done me timbers a number! (hiccup)
Caiwyn the Corsair: Cheating! Why you… you son of scuttlebutt!
Caiwyn the Corsair: I won? How delightful! I- I mean… how scurvy dog ramparts! Pfah! Pfah!

Berddi: Prepare your pride for a pummelling!
Berddi: Back in my day, we dug tunnels with only this swill to whet…
Berddi: Congratulations. You outdrank a grandmother. Put that on your resume, prodigy.
Berddi: Ack, my old bones, my old… You’re not buying it, are you?
Berddi: As anticipated. You’re a lightweight, junior!
Berddi: Saw that! My faculties may be slowing, but I’m no boob!

Graster Beakerbane: Drinking is like thinking, and I’m a pro at both!
Graster Beakerbane: Not bad. But my calculations still say I have a sixty-eight percent advantage.
Graster Beakerbane: I’ll rearrange your components! Chemistry wins!
Graster Beakerbane: But, statistically, my odds were significantly higher! I… I need to go study
Graster Beakerbane: That’s what happens to chumps who challenge the Beaker warband! (snort)

Adnul Irongut: My gut reigns supreme!
Adnul Irongut: I saw that! Seems your petty palate is already overwhelmed!
Adnul Irongut: Let’s take a moment to appreciate this blend’s bold undertones.
Adnul Irongut: Pace yourself, or you’ll miss the subtle flavors in each sip!
Adnul Irongut: Hah! Looks like someone couldn’t handle that unadulterated taste sensation.
Adnul Irongut: I… I was distracted by the smokey flavour and… smooth finish. (choking cough)

Poyaqui: The sun flows through me. You will fail!
Poyaqui: The eye of the Sun sees all!
Poyaqui: Must not taste the vile… Must overcome the vile!
Poyaqui: You have my respect, tadpole.
Poyaqui: Victory has given me- (gulp)- a second taste to savor. Ugh.

Kookoochoo: BooOOoogie!
Kookoochoo: (huff) Quaggan is allergic to exercise. (laugh)
Kookoochoo: Coo. You’re going to like this.
Kookoochoo: Here’s quaggan’s impersonation of the hooman mating ritual.
Kookoochoo: Thank you. Thank yooou.
Kookoochoo: Quaggan will now perform a backflip!
Kookoochoo: Thank you!
Kookoochoo: This is quaggan’s impersonation of the famous asuran genius Snaff in his last moments.
Kookoochoo: Doot doo dooo! Welcome to the show. Quaggan’s assistant will make introductions.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: (clear throat) Gather around, ladies and lords, for the most fandoodling, caniboodling show you’ll ever see.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Give a big round of applause for the prince of portly prestidigitation, the baron of blundering bewitchment, the king of-
Kookoochoo: Ahem.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Right. Ladies and laddies, allow me to introduce Kookoochoo the Incredible!
Kookoochoo: Incredulous.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: What?
Kookoochoo: It’s Kookoochoo the Incredulous.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Right. Kookoochoo the Incredulous!
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: I don’t think that means what he thinks it means.
Kookoochoo: How many of you have seen a dragon?
Kookoochoo: Quaggan is half dragon, on quaggan’s mother’s side, at least that’s what quaggan’s father used to say. (chuckle)
Kookoochoo: Apparently, quaggan’s mother was also a witch and a… ooh. Little ears in the audience.
Kookoochoo: You there. What’s your name?
Urchin: Rufus.
Kookoochoo: RooOOoofus. Are you a quaggan?
Urchin: (laugh) No. I’m a charr.
Kookoochoo: Ooh, phew. That explains the fur.
Kookoochoo: Rufus, quaggan has a job for you. Are you interested?
Urchin: Um, yeah. What is it?
Kookoochoo: See that backet? Quaggan’s going to breathe fire again. If quaggan ignites anyone, you throw water on them. Ok?
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: (laugh)
Urchin: Yeah, Ok.
Kookoochoo: (laugh) Gentlefolk, your lives are in Rufus’s hands.
Kookoochoo: Prepare yourselves.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Yeah! Make it burn, my chubby buddy!
Kookoochoo: WooOOooo! And that’s just quaggan’s morning breath!
Kookoochoo: Hey Rufus. Can quaggan ask you a personal question?
Urchin: I guess so.
Kookoochoo: Have you ever wished you were a dragon?
Urchin: I don’t know.
Kookoochoo: What if quaggan could turn you into a dragon? What would you do?
Urchin: I guess I’d fly around an eat cows.
Kookoochoo: Charr… Beef… Quaggan shoulda seen that one coming.
Kookoochoo: All right, Rufus. Quaggan thinks you’re ready to be a dragon. Quaggan’s going to give you the secret.
Kookoochoo: Pssspssssppss pssssppsss. Got it?
Urchin: Got it!
Kookoochoo: Gracious audience, it takes a great deal of focus to release one’s inner dragon. Let’s encourage Rufus!
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Ru-fus! Ru-fus! Ru-fus!
Kookoochoo: Now do it like quaggan says.
Urchin: (big belch)
Kookoochoo: (laugh)
Kookoochoo: Okay, that was just the practive one. Let’s try again, and this time, quaggan will do it with you, okay?
Urchin: Okay.
Kookoochoo: On three. One. Two…
Kookoochoo: Two and a half.
Urchin: (giggle)
Kookoochoo: Three!
Kookoochoo: WoooOOOoo! Not a hair was singed on little Rufus’s head… or face… or body.
Kookoochoo: And now, quaggand must go. Quaggan’s assistant will deliver a heartfelt good-bye.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Kookoochoo the Incredulous will be her throught the bazaar! We welcome the sounds of clapping hands and jingling coins.
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Good day to you all!
Kookoochoo’s Assistant: Wow! Now that’s magic!

Note: Braham’s conversation happens in Cragstead.
Braham: I thought maybe, if you want, we could go to Wolf’s shrine together today.
Ottilia: No, thanks. I went earlier and took all my gifts for Wolf then.
Braham: Well, maybe we could eat together this evening? The weather is fair.
Ottilia: I don’t think so. I’m going with Ebbe. He’s a merchant, and he sells furs in all the cities. What do you do?
Braham: I…what?
Ottilia: Exactly. Enjoy growing old in Cragstead like all the others. I’ll send news of my travels. Promise!

EDIT: Credit to luxVita for finding this one.
Zephyrite: Hi. Are you a charr?
Charr Stranger: Yep. Sure am.
Zephyrite: I’ve never seen one before. The stories all say charr are super scary, but I don’t think you’re scary.
Charr Stranger: Excuse me? I’m plenty scary!
Zephyrite: I dunno. I think you’re beautiful. Your fur is pretty great!
Charr Stranger: I am not beautiful! Though, my fur is pretty great, isn’t it? (chuckle) See ya ‘round, cub.

Asuran Stranger: I really must know. How exactly is it that your city floats? I don’t see any turqoplasm or fizzarrays.
Zephyrite: It’s magic. Magic of the most ancient kind.
Asuran Stranger: Uh, okay. But, what’s your propulsion system? Do you use powered kineogyros or…
Zephyrite: We harness the wind to buoy us and the lightning to give us direction.
Zephyrite: Without wind, we’d fall. Without lightning, we’d stagnate. Without sunshine, we’d starve. All work in harmony.
Asuran Stranger: Ah yes, I finally see. It’s the Eternal Alchemy! Only more primitive… er, I mean simplistic. Um… no offense.

Zephyrite: You… you remember when you were born?
Syvari Stranger: Why yes! We don’t age as you humans do. We emerge fully grown from pods on our mother, the Pale Tree.
Zephyrite: Aspects bless! The world below grows stranger every day.

Human Stranger: I had no idea you Zephyrites were so beautiful. What is it about living in the sky that produces such loveliness?
Zephyrite: Careful, visitor. I was warned about how silver-tongued you land dwellers can be.
Human Stranger: You wound me! I only live to seek balance… and your favour.
Zephyrite: The first must be learned through study. The second, I’m afraid you’ll have to live without. Aspects guide you!

Zephyrite: The city of Lion’s Arch has sent delegates again to try to negotiate a trade agreement with us.
Zephyrite (2): That’s a city of pirates, though they claim they’re no longer thieves.
Zephyrite: The masters would be more accepting if they showed any real interest in our goals and welfare.

Zephyrite: I have a shift in the growing room later today, but first I must do my stretches and practice sparring.
Zephyrite (2): Learn much.

Zephyrite: I feel it when we come down below the clouds. It’s as if a part of my soul is cut off.
Zephyrite (2): You miss the sun. As do I. Don’t forget that the sun’s rays reach us even through the clouds.

Zephyrite: My daughter has begun her Wind lessons. She’s taking to it like a little tornado.
Zephyrite (2): You must be very proud.

Zephyrite: I hear you passed your rank test. Congratulations.
Zephyrite (2): Thank you kindly. I finally conquered lightning bridges.
Zephyrite: And before they conquered you. Well done.

Zephyrite: The crystal growers report that they’ve ground a new load of dust.
Zephyrite (2): Wonderful. We’ll wait until we’re back on high before we seed the clouds.

Zephyrite: You’ll find it disorienting. The land doesn’t move the way our sanctum does.

Zephyrite: I look forward to experiencing it and all those strange people, smells, and sights in the bazaar.
Zephyrite (2): Dangerous people. Do not go alone, and remain as vigilant as the sun’s rays while you’re there.

Zephyrite: Did you hear the warning going around? The masters are concerned that we’ve attracted too much attention this time.
Zephyrite: I heard. They’re worried about thieves. We all need to open our awareness while we’re land-docked.

Zephyrite: I don’t understand why we allow strangers to train in our disciplines.
Zephyrite (2): We learn as much from them as they do from us.
Zephyrite: True, but aren’t we concerned they’ll misuse the knowledge?
Zephyrite (2): I’d rather spread knowledge than hide it. Knowledge itself is neutral, but enough of it can change those who would misuse it.

Zephyrite: Are we expecting any summits or negotiations to stay with us while we’re docked?
Zephyrite (2): Not to my knowledge. The masters didn’t want our trading to interfere with anyone’s diplomatic efforts.

Zephyrites: (humming)
Zephyrite: Alas, alas, we’ve no more peace, no ally from on high.
Zephyrite: We’ll make our way to brighter days and into clearer skies.

Zephyrite: No more to tame the wind and rain, the skies to swallow whole.
Zephyrite: She flies no more in glinting beam and leaves a hollow hole.

Zephyrite: Alas, her magic strewn in sand. Alas, her soul undone.
Zephyrite: The clouds shed tears upon the land for the loss of our crystal sun.

Zephyrite: (humming)

Zephyrite: Alas, alas, how time must pass. Ancient, magical friend.
Zephyrite: So terrible, so dreadful that so treasured should so end.
Zephyrite: (singing) Alas, and so we go…
Zephyrite: (singing) We fly on high into the sky…
Zephyrite: (singing) And cry, “Alas, alas, alas…”

Zephyrite: The dragons are not inherently evil, children. They’re natural. They’re forces of nature as are the wind, the sun, and the lightning.
Zephyrite Child: But they kill so many people. Doesn’t that make them evil?
Zephyrite: Have you not known wind or sun or lightning to kill people?
Zephyrite Child: Well, yes.
Zephyrite: There you have your answer.
Zephyrite: Glint, my darlings, was the greatest dragon of all, though she was not one of the most powerful.
Zephyrite Child: She spoke to people with her mind.
Zephyrite: That’s right. And because she could hear our thoughts, she came to know and love us.
Zephyrite Child: She wanted us to have peace.
Zephyrite: That’s right. And because she could hear our thoughts, she came to know and love us.
Zephyrite: Yes, and she died trying to protect us from the forces of nature that would swallow us whole.
Zephyrite Child: Teacher, why do the dragons want to hurt us?
Zephyrite: The dragons are like the ocean tides. They don’t think about the people who will be trapped and drowned as they rise.
Zephyrite: They only know that it’s time to rise, so they do. If anything, they hungers for magic, the world’s magic, which they consume.
Zephyrite: It makes them more powerful and dangerous. It’s smart to not get caught in the wrong place when the tide is coming in. Right?
Zephyrite Child: Right!
Zephyrite Child: Who will protect us now that Glint’s dead?
Zephyrite: You needn’t worry. There are many great people out there who will continue the fight. You’ve heard of Eir Stegalkin?
Zephyrite Child: She’s the great norn who fought beside Glint and nearly killed Kralkatorrik.
Zephyrite: Exactly. She lives still and walks the face of Tyria hunting the dragons. She’s not alone, either. She has many allies.
Zephyrite Child: I wish I could meet her one day.
Zephyrite: I wish it for you.

Thanks for adding all this to the forum.

You know the more I listened to the npc’s the more I thought either they are being held hostage, being held to uphold old ways by a stodgy leader, started to think themselves better then those below thanks to Glints bones so they misuse the power, or somewhere down the road while flying about they met someone or something. That got some of them to misuse the magic of Glint and those people are now in power.

I know it’s living story and something is to be expected but really just the way the npc’s talk you don’t want to trust them at all.

Awesome post! Thanks for this.

Why exactly was this even conceived of, let alone posted on the forums? What purpose does this thread serve exactly?

Braham

I know that feel bro.

Your name is oddly appropriate, Plagiarised. But awesome work nonetheless! Thanks for doing this.

Also, poor Braham. But at least you still have Rox, my boy!

Thank you all for the kind words. Also edited to add a new conversation on the 4th post.

Where’s the tl;dr?

Plagiarised.2865:

Zephyrite: Hi. Are you a charr?
Charr Stranger: Yep. Sure am.
Zephyrite: I’ve never seen one before. The stories all say charr are super scary, but I don’t think you’re scary.
Charr Stranger: Excuse me? I’m plenty scary!
Zephyrite: I dunno. I think you’re beautiful. Your fur is pretty great!
Charr Stranger: I am not beautiful! Though, my fur is pretty great, isn’t it? (chuckle) See ya ‘round, cub.

That’s why I love charrs ^^.

Kal Spiro.9745:

Why exactly was this even conceived of, let alone posted on the forums? What purpose does this thread serve exactly?

For people who don’t want to stand around in every possible location on the new map just hoping for the conversation to pop up. It’s incredibly easy to miss this stuff, and in some cases the conversations are actually the most important story elements introduced this year.

Shiren.9532:

It’s incredibly easy to miss this stuff, and in some cases the conversations are actually the most important story elements introduced this year.

That’s quite an understatement.

Conversations like this is how what I call “open world lore” works. Stuff like this needs to be documented because they’re so easily missed and forgotten when follow-up info is released. Having it available makes it possible to review it and see what you missed.

FYI, I’m slowly moving these conversations over to the wiki. I moved the Zephyrite dialogue onto the general NPC page, and other dialogue to other pages, as an example:

http://wiki.guildwars2.com/wiki/Zephyrite_
http://wiki.guildwars2.com/wiki/Parker_Cole
http://wiki.guildwars2.com/wiki/Carden