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Eerin Pierah

My pet stalker fights at my side and guards my back.
	My stalker is a dear friend. It is quiet, still, and as quick as an arrow from a bow. Its intelligence shows in its eyes.

I'm dignified even when up to my ears in mud. Its what makes people respect me. A serious, thoughtful demeanor is the route to success.
	I'm dignified even when up to my ears in mud. It's what makes people respect me. A serious, thoughtful demeanor is the route to success.

I dreamed of a quest that calls me to action. It was a vision of The White Stag.
	The White Stag is a creature of enchantment, an immortal beast with great power. It is said that the stag will trade a magical boon for its freedom, if I can catch it.
I believe that the most important of Ventari's teachings is "All things have a right to grow."
	The blossom is brother to the weed. Diversity of opinion is good. Discussion is healthy. No one should be condemned simply for being different. I will stand up for the rights of all.
The Pale Tree awakened me during the Cycle of Day.
	Sylvari awakened mid-day solve problems by attacking them head-on. We are the warriors, hunters, and travelers who experience life first-hand and enjoy the rush of taking risks in order to feel truly alive.

Part I — Dream: Called to Service → Hounds and the Hunted → Discovering Darkness → Hidden in Darkness/Name unknown → Black Night, White Stag
Part II — Ventari Teaching: Wild Growth → Seeking the Zalisco → Trading Trickery → Eye of the Sun

In my line of work, it's important to understand the power of determination.
	I mean business. I'm the bruiser, the muscle, the bear you don't want to poke. My headband keeps my vision clear, no matter how physical I get.

I'm charming. No one can resist me when I'm at my best. I know just what to say to lighten the mood or bolster courage.
	I'm charming. No one can resist me when I'm at my best. I know just what to say to lighten the mood or bolster courage.

I am a member of the College of Dynamics.
	The College of Dynamics produces gizmo-makers extraordinaire. Energy, enthusiasm, and boldness are our best qualities. We believe in leveraging the expendable nature of all things. If a prototype explodes, it isn't a failure unless the lesson goes unlearned.
My first creation was The VAL-A Golem.
	Most golems are powerhouses, designed for warfare. They show absolutely no subtlety or originality of design. My golem was compact and efficient, and it had an unparalleled package of features. It revolutionized lab cleanup, and it mixed a great cocktail too.
My first advisor, the one who taught me almost everything I know (almost), was Canni.
	Councilor Canni wasn't just another bureaucrat. She was an esopolitical parascientologist. She was fond of saying, "Always bring a witness, preferably an expendable one. You never know when you'll need a scapegoat."

Part I — College: In Snaff's Footsteps → Golem Positioning System → High Maintenance → Monkey Wrench → Defusing the Problem
Part II — First Creation: Serving Up Trouble → Short Fuse → I Smell A Rat/Unknown Branch → Magnum Opus

As a symbol of my dedication, I wear conqueror's pauldrons.
	A famed hero returning from battle stopped and gave me his pauldrons. Ever since, I've worn them as my own, and I make every attempt to live up to his legend. I too will be a conqueror.

I'm dignified even when up to my ears in mud. Its what makes people respect me. A serious, thoughtful demeanor is the route to success.
	I'm dignified even when up to my ears in mud. It's what makes people respect me. A serious, thoughtful demeanor is the route to success.

The most important quality of a great hero is that they Honor the Spirits.
	Norn must always honor the Spirits of the Wild. Their bravery and cunning helped us escape the Ice Dragon.
At a recent celebratory moot held in Hoelbrak, I Blacked Out.
	Ale! Rowdy brawling! It's far too easy to let loose in the thrill of the moment. After I woke up, I couldn't remember what I'd done. I'm sure it was nothing too terrible.
When I was still a cub, I had a vision. A Spirit of the Wild spoke to me and offered its guardianship. That spirit was Bear.
	Bear is the most powerful among the Spirits of the Wild. She is a symbol of fortitude and self-reliance. She roared over me when I was a babe, and ever since, I've had Bear's courage in my heart.

Part I — Important Quality Story: Wild Spirits → Rage of the Minotaurs → A Trap Foiled → Shape of the Spirit/One Good Drink Deserves Another → Minotaur Rampant
Part II — Moot Event Story: Unexpected Visitors → Don't Leave Your Toys Out → Roadblock/Unknown → The Machine in Action

A necromancer's closest companion is death. In acknowledgement of this, I mark my face with the symbol of a ghostly wraith.
	A wraith is a creature of energy, and its cunning helps it elude its enemies. What you cannot see... can kill you.

I'm charming. No one can resist me when I'm at my best. I know just what to say to lighten the mood or bolster courage.
	I'm charming. No one can resist me when I'm at my best. I know just what to say to lighten the mood or bolster courage.

I was raised among the nobility.
	I grew up among the nobles, including my friend Lord Faren, who can trace their ancestry back to ancient kings. I received an excellent education, am well versed in courtly graces, and understand the responsibility that comes with privilege.
One of my biggest regrets is that I passed up an opportunity to perform in the circus.
	When I was young, I had the opportunity to perform in the circus, but I turned it down. To this day, I'm sorry I didn't leap at the chance.
Everyone said I was blessed by Grenth when I was young.
	Grenth is the god of darkness, ice and death. His acolytes know that the veil between the worlds is thin. Death does not frighten me. Even the darkest nights give me comfort because Grenth watches over me.

Part I — Upbringing Story: Welcome Home → Chasing the Culprits → The Informant → Search the Premises / A Society Function → The Trial of Julius Zamon
Part II — Past Regret Story: Floating Grizwhirl → Clown College → Into the Woods / The Artist's Workshop → The Ringmaster

My most useful tool is my eagle-eye goggles.
	Nothing sees the world more clearly than a soaring eagle. These goggles allow its [sic] wearer to see just as well.

I'm ferocious. Threatening violence gets me further than anything else. I'm a natural, though I do try to use my powers of intimidation for good.
	I'm ferocious. Threatening violence gets me further than anything else. I'm a natural, though I do try to use my powers of intimidation for good.

I am proud to be Iron Legion.
	I am Iron Legion. I march to the boom of war machines. The Iron Legion has ignited our industrial revolution. We perfected metalwork, cannons, and — most importantly — guns.
I would die for my warband, especially Reeva, my sparring partner.
	Reeva fights hard and plays hard. Nothing gets her down. She always jokes that her best weapons are her engineering tools and a sharp sense of humor. To Reeva, life isn't worth much if it isn't fun.
They tell me the soldier that sired me is a Sorcerous Shaman.
	Flame Legion shamans once enslaved us. Because of this, my father, who is a shaman, is treated with suspicion and mistrust. I must overcome his reputation.