There is a spot in the middle of the Lion’s Arch harbor where a rock lies submerged just below the surface. This is a hazard to navigation, and there is no warning buoy. I am doing my job as a concerned citizen, standing out there waving off ships until the city engineers can either remove the rock or put up a warning.
In the meanwhile, it is getting dark. Could someone please bring out a light, and perhaps a sandwich as well?
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Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm all day.
Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm the rest of his life.
– Unknown Fire Elementalist
Wow, here I thought Lion’s Arch used Asuran/Charr hybrid technology to create a humanoid buoy!
I swam by you, sorry, I would have brought over some food.
Elona, Land of the Golden Sun….and undead…and poison. The travel brochure lied okay?!
I agree! This is indeed quite a hazard to ships’ navigation. I’m glad somebody stepped up and said something about this!
And I would also like to point out the similar rocks and jagged rocks like this at the bottom of the Diverse Ledges waypoint. It’s a severe safety hazard to all the divers!
Something must be done here!
And I would also like to point out the similar rocks and jagged rocks like this at the bottom of the Diverse Ledges waypoint. It’s a severe safety hazard to all the divers!
Something must be done here!
I assure you, something has indeed been done about the Diverse Ledges diving point.
Asura have placed several small devices in the area, to record events as people come off of that dive. Should any horrific deaths and mutilations occur, the recordings will be put together with humorous and inappropriate music for our collective viewing pleasure.
Sarcasm, delivered with a
delicate, brick-like subtlety.
As I know for a fact that all Tyrian humans are classic never nudes, I can only come to the logical assumption that you, Hamfast, are, indeed, a mermaid.
Lion’s Arch is no longer safe! The only option now is to form a posse to hunt down the sea devil, not just for the safety of my crews, but for every ship that sails into harbor.
As I know for a fact that all Tyrian humans are classic never nudes, I can only come to the logical assumption that you, Hamfast, are, indeed, a mermaid.
Lion’s Arch is no longer safe! The only option now is to form a posse to hunt down the sea devil, not just for the safety of my crews, but for every ship that sails into harbor.
You are a clever one. I don’t know how you figured out who was helping me. But you are too late! My friends helped me get a job at a little restaurant called “Two-Ters” (delightfully tacky, yet unrefined). Now I am hiding amongst you, accepted as just another one of the people. The patrons really seem to like me, and I like them. So if you come in and try to “bust up the joint”, be prepared for the food fight of your life!
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Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm all day.
Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm the rest of his life.
– Unknown Fire Elementalist
While I may have missed your shift, I did happen to run into your little friends on their way out of the tavern. They tried to flee, but ol’ Cap’n Storyteller is a wily one when he sets his mind tah catching a mermaid.
I followed them at a distance, and eventually caught them ducking into a ramshackle little hole in the wall. Rather than burning the place to the ground (in the name of public safety, of course,) I’m giving you a chance to come out with your fins up. I can wait out here all night if necessary.
You are a clever one. I don’t know how you figured out who was helping me. But you are too late! My friends helped me get a job at a little restaurant called “Two-Ters” (delightfully tacky, yet unrefined). Now I am hiding amongst you, accepted as just another one of the people. The patrons really seem to like me, and I like them. So if you come in and try to “bust up the joint”, be prepared for the food fight of your life!
You still didn’t get me a refill on ale when I was eating the Dolyak special a few nights ago.
Yes I tipped lousy because of it. :P
Elona, Land of the Golden Sun….and undead…and poison. The travel brochure lied okay?!
You would not believe how rude the people of Lion’s Arch can be. I mean, yeah, I’m holding a stakeout in the middle of the street, but it’s a minor street, and it’s for the good of everyone.
As I know for a fact that all Tyrian humans are classic never nudes, I can only come to the logical assumption that you, Hamfast, are, indeed, a mermaid.
Lion’s Arch is no longer safe! The only option now is to form a posse to hunt down the sea devil, not just for the safety of my crews, but for every ship that sails into harbor.
WHO IS WITH ME?
Searching for half-nude women in ponds does sound rather good. I mean yeah we`ll get that blasted siren!
What was that, sailor? I won’t have muttering in my vigilante mob. (The old ears just aren’t what they used to be.)
I trust you understand the seriousness of our endeavor. If you go after a mermaid with anything but the purest of intentions, there is every possibility that she will seize you, drag you down to the seabed, and, there, have her way with you.
By which I mean destroy you. Cold blooded bloody murder. Death. Sleeping with the fishes. Off to the long, dark tea time of the soul with Genth. Your bones left to rot in Davy Jones’ locker. Etc.
I hope you develop barnacles while you wait! Don’t think my friends didn’t spot you. The Quaggan may be slow on land, but don’t mistake that for being slow-witted! They warned me not to use the front door, and ushered me out a secret back exit.
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Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm all day.
Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm the rest of his life.
– Unknown Fire Elementalist
By which I mean destroy you. Cold blooded bloody murder. Death. Sleeping with the fishes. Off to the long, dark tea time of the soul with Genth. Your bones left to rot in Davy Jones’ locker. Etc.
`cuhcuhaaaghgaaa`
`clears throat`
Down with that foul sea wench! Grab the torches greek fire!
As an adventuring scholar, I do believe that if the compassionate quaggan – a race that has spent centuries in their sea-dwellings and who must have proficient knowledge on most aquatic entities, including the sirens – go out of their way (and water) to protect her, then she and her kin are indeed benevolent and harmless. I mean, if they had legends about “evil, half-human, half-fish sea wenches” murdering lustful sailors, they wouldn’t be so helpful with her.
As a man; have you no heart, Cap’n? Would you hurt such a cutie?
An assassin acquintance of mine has a very old score to settle with anything White Mantle. Your intentions begin to remind me of their malign doctrines, so I might drop a few hints for him about a captain with White beard and hair hunting innocents in the name of “law and order.”
Scarlet’s Alliance Wars(a.k.a. “Guild Wars 2”)
A fantasy of sci-fi cyborg implants grafted into the desiccated flesh of Guild Wars’ corpse.
You still didn’t get me a refill on ale when I was eating the Dolyak special a few nights ago.
Yes I tipped lousy because of it. :P
Oh, gracious! Please do forgive me, sir! I was a bit distracted by a fellow named Redenaz who seems to think I am (you’ll think this is funny) a mermaid of all things! Can you imagine?
Anyway, he is sort of stalking me, and my mind wasn’t on my work that evening. But I spoke with my manager, and he would be happy to offer you a free dinner the next time you are in. Forget the tip; I am more concerned about my customers enjoying their visit. (A tip for you… the Dolyak special isn’t really made with Dolyak. May I suggest the Popcorn Thundershrimp or Spicy Moa Wings?)
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Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm all day.
Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm the rest of his life.
– Unknown Fire Elementalist
Oh, gracious! Please do forgive me, sir! I was a bit distracted by a fellow named Redenaz who seems to think I am (you’ll think this is funny) a mermaid of all things! Can you imagine?
HA! The things people imagine.
He must have just come back from watching Waine’s pit fight, I think something was in the water nearby. We had a Sylvari completely losing its mind thinking we were Moa birds and such!
And thank you for the advice about the Thundershrimp. I might try that next time.
Elona, Land of the Golden Sun….and undead…and poison. The travel brochure lied okay?!
As an adventuring scholar, I do believe that if the compassionate quaggan – a race that has spent centuries in their sea-dwellings and who must have proficient knowledge on most aquatic entities, including the sirens – go out of their way (and water) to protect her, then she and her kin are indeed benevolent and harmless. I mean, if they had legends about “evil, half-human, half-fish sea wenches” murdering lustful sailors, they wouldn’t be so helpful with her.
As a man; have you no heart, Cap’n? Would you hurt such a cutie?
An assassin acquintance of mine has a very old score to settle with anything White Mantle. Your intentions begin to remind me of their malign doctrines, so I might drop a few hints for him about a captain with White beard and hair hunting innocents in the name of “law and order.”
You have a kind and wise heart, sir! If you are ever visiting my realm, I can show you a whale of a nice place to swim.
EDIT: Don’t be afraid of swimming with Bluebelle… she did hit me with her tail once, but it wasn’t on purpose. It was a fluke.
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Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm all day.
Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm the rest of his life.
– Unknown Fire Elementalist
A back exit? This is why I really need a proper posse.
Thomas — Be on alert. She could be lurking around any corner.
Thalador — Quaggan are sweet, but gullible. There are more things on water and land, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.
Don’t let her bewitch you with her beguiling looks and words, citizens of Lion’s Arch! Stay ever vigilant!
…I’ll resume the hunt as soon as the Vigil lets me out of holding. They don’t have any real evidence on me, so they can only hold me for an hour or so “for questioning.”
Well this escalated quickly! I’ll be on the watch-out for any mermaids in LA. To think that they have sunk so low as to lure ships onto the rocks in the bay! Is there no end to this madness plaguing our lands?!
Do you have a thirst for adventure? Do you have a borderline pathological need to prove yourself, or at least a selfless desire to protect total strangers from strangely salty blondes? Then you might be right for an exciting position as part of a vigilante mob! We’re looking to bring a mermaid in for questioning, and we need your help! Scour the city of Lion’s Arch, and if you see anything suspicious, snap a screenshot and post it in this thread!
You have nothing on me. In fact, when you found me out I was doing precisely the opposite of what you are accusing. Don’t convict me for the unwarranted myths told about my sisters. The only vessel I may have ever had a teeny part in luring astray belonged to Captain Covington. And he still welcomes me aboard after all these years. He and his crew will protect me now from you and your kind (although the decor could use a little sprucing up).
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Build a man a fire, and he’ll be warm all day.
Set a man on fire, and he’ll be warm the rest of his life.
– Unknown Fire Elementalist
Although, I’ll need to have a few words with the Quaggans of Moogooloo. We graciously allowed them access to our secret tunnels on the proviso that they do NOT share it with others, and only use them to escape from overly mean Charr and Norn who think that quaggan is a delicacy. Honestly, we get enough people turning up in our “secret” base that we have to swear to secrecy before we release them.
