The Crown Pavilion (zone)/historical

NPCs

Allies

Charr

• Rox

Devourer

• Frostbite

Golem

• Heal-o-Tron

Human

• Lord Faren
• Noble

Norn

• Braham

Services

Merchant

Trainers

Trainer

Emissaries

• Black Citadel Emissary
• Ebonhawke Emissary
• Grove Emissary
• Hoelbrak Emissary
• Lion's Arch Emissary
• Rata Sum Emissary

Objects

• Bag of Seeds
• Chest
• Glorious Chest

Ambient dialogue

Queen's Jubilee

Frostbite: (chitter)

Rox: Ew. Frostbite, put that down. You don't know where it's been.

Frostbite: (chomp)

Frostbite: (chitter)

Rox: (snort) "Aw, the cub's not so bad once you get used to his smell.

Festival of the Four Winds 2014

Heal-o-Tron: Your—information—is—outdated, constable. I—have—already—paid—my—societal—debt—to—Divinity's—Reach.

Heal-o-Tron: The—Lionguard—has—recruited—me—as—an—emergency—relief—worker. I—am—here—today—in—that—capacity.

Ministry Guard: Tell it to the tribunal. You're a known collaborator. You sang for Scarlet. Come quietly or I'll dismantle you.

Braham Eirsson: Whoa there! Did you just threaten a hero of Lion's Arch?

Rox: That little guy saved a lot of lives when Scarlet attacked the city.

Rox: If you want him, you'll have to go through us. And afterward you'll answer to Magnus the Bloody-Handed himself.

Ministry Guard: I-er-Grenth's teeth! If your story doesn't pan out, I'll be back.

Heal-o-Tron: Thank—you—for—your—assistance. Returning—to—Divinity's—Reach—was—a—concern, as—I—was—not—sure—I'd—be—allowed—to—leave.

Rox: And the fact that you came anyway proves you're worthy of respect.

Heal-o-Tron: I—had—to—come. Lion's—Arch—still—needs—help—that—I—am—in—a—position—to—provide.

Braham Eirsson: Stick close. If the law hassles you again, I want to be there to set 'em straight.

Heal-o-Tron: Agreed. And—if—the—local—authorities—do—incarcerate—me, I—hope—you—will—buy—my—billet.

Rox: I don't think they do that here. But rest assured. If they lock you up, we'll get you out. One way or the other.

Rox: How do you think Jory and Kas are doing with Taimi?

Braham Eirsson: I figure by now, Kas wants to adopt her; Jory wants to stuff her in a bag. Or maybe vice versa.

Braham Eirsson: Either way, each will stop the other from getting what they want.

Rox: You miss the little squirt, don't you? Never really pictured you as a willing babysitter for someone like her.

Braham Eirsson: What can I say? Norn love a challenge.

Braham Eirsson: Tell me the truth. Was Rytlock furious you chose to help me over killing Scarlet yourself?

Rox: It's hard to tell. Rytlock mad is a lot like Rytlock overjoyed. Or Rytlock sleeping.

Braham Eirsson: Well, did he say anything? Offer congratulations? Threaten you?

Rox: All I got was a dispatch from him after it all went down. It said, "Interesting choice. Now live with it.

Braham Eirsson: Oh. So, uh...is that good or bad?

Rox: Your guess is as good as mine.

Rox: For the last time, no. I'm not going to try to hit you.

Braham Eirsson: I'm fully healed, and I can prove it. Take a shot. I insist. Come on, hit me. Hit me!

Rox: (sigh) Fine. Frostbite?

Braham Eirsson: Okay, maybe I'm not ready for the Pavilion. But I took that better than I thought I would. I'm almost fully healed.

Rox: Burn me, you're just not gonna let this go, are you?

Braham Eirsson: Just stop your whining and hit me again. Come on! Hit me!

Rox: Frostbite says all this bluster and attitude you've been giving me about your leg is just you blowing smoke.

Braham Eirsson: Oh, yeah? What does he say this smoke is covering up?

Rox: That you know what choosing you over the warband cost me. And you feel guilty about being so snotty to me beforehand.

Rox: He says you're too proud to say all that, but if you just said thanks, I'd know you meant all the rest.

Braham Eirsson: That devourer of yours is awfully talkative for something that can't actually speak. And, uh...Rox?

Rox: Yeah?

Braham Eirsson: Thanks.