Blood Tribune Quarters

Blood Tribune Quarters

Type

Point of Interest

Area

Imperator's Core
(Black Citadel)

Connects to

Black Citadel

Game link

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Image(s)

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The Blood Tribune Quarters is the personal office of Tribune Rytlock Brimstone.

Getting there

From Imperator's Waypoint, head southeast - walk through the open round door, the instance entrance is at the closed door on the right.

NPCs

Allies

Charr

• Laria Sharpeye
• Rytlock Brimstone (before joining an order)
• Blood Legion Centurion (comes and goes)

Objects

• Lionguard Polearm
• Pitcher

Ambient dialogue

Before joining an Order in the Personal story:

Blood Legion Centurion: The Smokestead repairs are taking longer than expected, sir.

Blood Legion Centurion: It's like breaking open an old log: once the damage is done, all sorts of nasty things start crawling out.

Rytlock Brimstone: I think a little incentive is in order. Requisition a keg of Ol' Tank Oil stout, on my authority.

Rytlock Brimstone: Offer it to the warbands that work the hardest, and give them my regards. Dismissed.

Rytlock Brimstone: I'm very busy, Centurion. Deliver you report.

Blood Legion Centurion: Sir. We took out a Flame Legion squad near Lake Adorea. The last survivor...immolated himself rather than be questioned.

Rytlock Brimstone: Fanatics will do that. Then again, something bigger is brewing.

Rytlock Brimstone: Double the lakeshore patrols. And take at least two prisoners alive from now on, just in case.

After joining an Order in the Personal story:

Blood Legion Centurion: I have a message for Tribune Brimstone. Where is he?

Laria Sharpeye: He's not in, Centurion. Leave the message with me, I'll see that the tribune gets it.

Blood Legion Centurion: Leave it? With a cub like you? Ha! I'll take this to Fierhan Sparwind instead.

Laria Sharpeye: If you like. Both tribunes hate it when you treat them interchangeably, of course, but you know best.

Blood Legion Centurion: On second thought...here, take the message. And don't tell the tribune about this, okay?

Laria Sharpeye: Wouldn't dream of it, Centurion. Have a nice day.

Blood Legion Centurion: So you're Brimstone's little aide-de-camp. You're hardly more than a cub.

Laria Sharpeye: I'm old enough to perform my duties with distinction, sir. And I may be smaller than you, but I'm hardly "little".

Blood Legion Centurion: Ooh, fiesty! If you ever want to work for a real officer, come join my warband.

Laria Sharpeye: I don't think Tribune Brimstone would allow it, sir. But you can ask him in person when he returns, if you like.

Blood Legion Centurion: Oh...well, never mind, then. It's your loss. I'll speak with the tribune some other time.

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