Farrow on Ezomyte Runes
Farrow: Our inscriptions go way back to the beginning of Ezomyte history. Pay no mind to commonfolk babble. They’d have you believe the First Ones bore us from mud and slime. Load of rubbish. I know runic inscriptions like the back of my hand. But of late… I’ve begun seeing them in the night skies.
Warrior: Not all that is said about the First Ones is meant to be taken so literally.
Witch: Oh dear. I knew you were… unwell. You’re seeing things? In the stars?
Sorceress: As in… you’re seeing their shape in the constellations?
Ranger: Mind what you say about the First Ones. Maybe they didn’t ‘bear us from mud and slime,’ but they still gave us much to be grateful for.
Huntress: You see their shape in the stars?
Mercenary: How d’ya mean? Like, you see their shape in the stars?
Monk: You’ve seen these inscriptions in the stars themselves?
Druid: Ye’ve been seein’ their shape in the stars?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: A convenient excuse…
Farrow: Did they? Or were they just a bunch of mythical animals?
Warrior: Regardless… are you saying you’ve seen the shape of these inscriptions in the stars?
Ranger: Why would you think such a thing?
Farrow: I’ve seen how tales can grow in the telling. Have you ever seen a First One yourself?
Ranger: Fine, believe what you like – or don’t, in this case. But what is this you’re saying about runes? You’ve seen their shape in the stars?
Farrow: That’s right. At first I thought I was just enjoying too much faeleaf, but… even abstaining from the pipe didn’t change what I saw. Runeshapes, in the stars, clear as the Greatwolf’s howl.
Ranger: The Greatwolf’s howl shouldn’t be different to any other, if what you say about the First Ones is true.
Farrow: Heh. It’s a figure of speech, m’lady.
Farrow on Ezomyte Runes
Farrow: Our inscriptions go way back to the beginning of Ezomyte history. Pay no mind to commonfolk babble. They’d have you believe the First Ones bore us from mud and slime. Load of rubbish. I know runic inscriptions like the back of my hand. But of late… I’ve begun seeing them in the night skies.
Warrior: Not all that is said about the First Ones is meant to be taken so literally.
Witch: Oh dear. I knew you were… unwell. You’re seeing things? In the stars?
Sorceress: As in… you’re seeing their shape in the constellations?
Ranger: Mind what you say about the First Ones. Maybe they didn’t ‘bear us from mud and slime,’ but they still gave us much to be grateful for.
Huntress: You see their shape in the stars?
Mercenary: How d’ya mean? Like, you see their shape in the stars?
Monk: You’ve seen these inscriptions in the stars themselves?
Druid: Ye’ve been seein’ their shape in the stars?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: A convenient excuse…
Farrow: Did they? Or were they just a bunch of mythical animals?
Warrior: Regardless… are you saying you’ve seen the shape of these inscriptions in the stars?
Ranger: Why would you think such a thing?
Farrow: I’ve seen how tales can grow in the telling. Have you ever seen a First One yourself?
Ranger: Fine, believe what you like – or don’t, in this case. But what is this you’re saying about runes? You’ve seen their shape in the stars?
Farrow: That’s right. At first I thought I was just enjoying too much faeleaf, but… even abstaining from the pipe didn’t change what I saw. Runeshapes, in the stars, clear as the Greatwolf’s howl.
Ranger: The Greatwolf’s howl shouldn’t be different to any other, if what you say about the First Ones is true.
Farrow: Heh. It’s a figure of speech, m’lady.
Farrow on Ezomyte Runes
Farrow: Our inscriptions go way back to the beginning of Ezomyte history. Pay no mind to commonfolk babble. They’d have you believe the First Ones bore us from mud and slime. Load of rubbish. I know runic inscriptions like the back of my hand. But of late… I’ve begun seeing them in the night skies.
Warrior: Not all that is said about the First Ones is meant to be taken so literally.
Witch: Oh dear. I knew you were… unwell. You’re seeing things? In the stars?
Sorceress: As in… you’re seeing their shape in the constellations?
Ranger: Mind what you say about the First Ones. Maybe they didn’t ‘bear us from mud and slime,’ but they still gave us much to be grateful for.
Huntress: You see their shape in the stars?
Mercenary: How d’ya mean? Like, you see their shape in the stars?
Monk: You’ve seen these inscriptions in the stars themselves?
Druid: Ye’ve been seein’ their shape in the stars?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: A convenient excuse…
Farrow: Did they? Or were they just a bunch of mythical animals?
Warrior: Regardless… are you saying you’ve seen the shape of these inscriptions in the stars?
Ranger: Why would you think such a thing?
Farrow: I’ve seen how tales can grow in the telling. Have you ever seen a First One yourself?
Ranger: Fine, believe what you like – or don’t, in this case. But what is this you’re saying about runes? You’ve seen their shape in the stars?
Farrow: That’s right. At first I thought I was just enjoying too much faeleaf, but… even abstaining from the pipe didn’t change what I saw. Runeshapes, in the stars, clear as the Greatwolf’s howl.
Ranger: The Greatwolf’s howl shouldn’t be different to any other, if what you say about the First Ones is true.
Farrow: Heh. It’s a figure of speech, m’lady.
Farrow on Ezomyte Runes
Farrow: Our inscriptions go way back to the beginning of Ezomyte history. Pay no mind to commonfolk babble. They’d have you believe the First Ones bore us from mud and slime. Load of rubbish. I know runic inscriptions like the back of my hand. But of late… I’ve begun seeing them in the night skies.
Warrior: Not all that is said about the First Ones is meant to be taken so literally.
Witch: Oh dear. I knew you were… unwell. You’re seeing things? In the stars?
Sorceress: As in… you’re seeing their shape in the constellations?
Ranger: Mind what you say about the First Ones. Maybe they didn’t ‘bear us from mud and slime,’ but they still gave us much to be grateful for.
Huntress: You see their shape in the stars?
Mercenary: How d’ya mean? Like, you see their shape in the stars?
Monk: You’ve seen these inscriptions in the stars themselves?
Druid: Ye’ve been seein’ their shape in the stars?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: A convenient excuse…
Farrow: Did they? Or were they just a bunch of mythical animals?
Warrior: Regardless… are you saying you’ve seen the shape of these inscriptions in the stars?
Ranger: Why would you think such a thing?
Farrow: I’ve seen how tales can grow in the telling. Have you ever seen a First One yourself?
Ranger: Fine, believe what you like – or don’t, in this case. But what is this you’re saying about runes? You’ve seen their shape in the stars?
Farrow: That’s right. At first I thought I was just enjoying too much faeleaf, but… even abstaining from the pipe didn’t change what I saw. Runeshapes, in the stars, clear as the Greatwolf’s howl.
Ranger: The Greatwolf’s howl shouldn’t be different to any other, if what you say about the First Ones is true.
Farrow: Heh. It’s a figure of speech, m’lady.
Farrow on Ezomyte Runes
Farrow: Our inscriptions go way back to the beginning of Ezomyte history. Pay no mind to commonfolk babble. They’d have you believe the First Ones bore us from mud and slime. Load of rubbish. I know runic inscriptions like the back of my hand. But of late… I’ve begun seeing them in the night skies.
Warrior: Not all that is said about the First Ones is meant to be taken so literally.
Witch: Oh dear. I knew you were… unwell. You’re seeing things? In the stars?
Sorceress: As in… you’re seeing their shape in the constellations?
Ranger: Mind what you say about the First Ones. Maybe they didn’t ‘bear us from mud and slime,’ but they still gave us much to be grateful for.
Huntress: You see their shape in the stars?
Mercenary: How d’ya mean? Like, you see their shape in the stars?
Monk: You’ve seen these inscriptions in the stars themselves?
Druid: Ye’ve been seein’ their shape in the stars?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: A convenient excuse…
Farrow: Did they? Or were they just a bunch of mythical animals?
Warrior: Regardless… are you saying you’ve seen the shape of these inscriptions in the stars?
Ranger: Why would you think such a thing?
Farrow: I’ve seen how tales can grow in the telling. Have you ever seen a First One yourself?
Ranger: Fine, believe what you like – or don’t, in this case. But what is this you’re saying about runes? You’ve seen their shape in the stars?
Farrow: That’s right. At first I thought I was just enjoying too much faeleaf, but… even abstaining from the pipe didn’t change what I saw. Runeshapes, in the stars, clear as the Greatwolf’s howl.
Ranger: The Greatwolf’s howl shouldn’t be different to any other, if what you say about the First Ones is true.
Farrow: Heh. It’s a figure of speech, m’lady.
Farrow on Ezomyte Runes
Farrow: Our inscriptions go way back to the beginning of Ezomyte history. Pay no mind to commonfolk babble. They’d have you believe the First Ones bore us from mud and slime. Load of rubbish. I know runic inscriptions like the back of my hand. But of late… I’ve begun seeing them in the night skies.
Warrior: Not all that is said about the First Ones is meant to be taken so literally.
Witch: Oh dear. I knew you were… unwell. You’re seeing things? In the stars?
Sorceress: As in… you’re seeing their shape in the constellations?
Ranger: Mind what you say about the First Ones. Maybe they didn’t ‘bear us from mud and slime,’ but they still gave us much to be grateful for.
Huntress: You see their shape in the stars?
Mercenary: How d’ya mean? Like, you see their shape in the stars?
Monk: You’ve seen these inscriptions in the stars themselves?
Druid: Ye’ve been seein’ their shape in the stars?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: A convenient excuse…
Farrow: Did they? Or were they just a bunch of mythical animals?
Warrior: Regardless… are you saying you’ve seen the shape of these inscriptions in the stars?
Ranger: Why would you think such a thing?
Farrow: I’ve seen how tales can grow in the telling. Have you ever seen a First One yourself?
Ranger: Fine, believe what you like – or don’t, in this case. But what is this you’re saying about runes? You’ve seen their shape in the stars?
Farrow: That’s right. At first I thought I was just enjoying too much faeleaf, but… even abstaining from the pipe didn’t change what I saw. Runeshapes, in the stars, clear as the Greatwolf’s howl.
Ranger: The Greatwolf’s howl shouldn’t be different to any other, if what you say about the First Ones is true.
Farrow: Heh. It’s a figure of speech, m’lady.
Farrow on Ezomyte Runes
Farrow: Our inscriptions go way back to the beginning of Ezomyte history. Pay no mind to commonfolk babble. They’d have you believe the First Ones bore us from mud and slime. Load of rubbish. I know runic inscriptions like the back of my hand. But of late… I’ve begun seeing them in the night skies.
Warrior: Not all that is said about the First Ones is meant to be taken so literally.
Witch: Oh dear. I knew you were… unwell. You’re seeing things? In the stars?
Sorceress: As in… you’re seeing their shape in the constellations?
Ranger: Mind what you say about the First Ones. Maybe they didn’t ‘bear us from mud and slime,’ but they still gave us much to be grateful for.
Huntress: You see their shape in the stars?
Mercenary: How d’ya mean? Like, you see their shape in the stars?
Monk: You’ve seen these inscriptions in the stars themselves?
Druid: Ye’ve been seein’ their shape in the stars?
Duelist: [DNT]
Shadow: [DNT]
Templar: [DNT]
Marauder: [DNT]
Farrow: A convenient excuse…
Farrow: Did they? Or were they just a bunch of mythical animals?
Warrior: Regardless… are you saying you’ve seen the shape of these inscriptions in the stars?
Ranger: Why would you think such a thing?
Farrow: I’ve seen how tales can grow in the telling. Have you ever seen a First One yourself?
Ranger: Fine, believe what you like – or don’t, in this case. But what is this you’re saying about runes? You’ve seen their shape in the stars?
Farrow: That’s right. At first I thought I was just enjoying too much faeleaf, but… even abstaining from the pipe didn’t change what I saw. Runeshapes, in the stars, clear as the Greatwolf’s howl.
Ranger: The Greatwolf’s howl shouldn’t be different to any other, if what you say about the First Ones is true.
Farrow: Heh. It’s a figure of speech, m’lady.