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Your song will live on.

Helvor, look! Your kin have returned to you.

Forgive our transgressions, and rise anew!

Find strength in our song.

Heed the clarion call, and be restored.

The cold shows no mercy… and neither will I.

Keepers of my resting place, return to me!

For the night!

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Good evening.

You cast a strong shadow.

I saw nothing.

Your soul belongs to the Night Fae.

I am your debtor.

I am sorry.

I cede to you.

I sing for Ardenweald!

My turn ends ere long.

I must plan.

Hmm…

Wars are not won without patience.

My deck nears its end.

I have no more cards!

I will not fight without a weapon.

I must restore my mana.

It has already struck.

I cannot strike again.

They must prepare for battle.

I can hold no more.

Our ranks are full.

It is beyond my sight.

I cannot play that.

It is beyond my reach.

I must first defeat its ally.

I cannot.

I lend my voice to the court of night.

Happy New Year.

Let me join your chorus.

The chill of the north will be felt by all this Winter Veil.

How grand!

Happy New Year.

The pyre burns! What a glorious midsummer!

Haaarrr! I shall sing a shanty for ye!

The spirits stir… Hallow's End has come.

The frost thaws, for Noblegarden is upon us.

This night is endless.

Your call could never reach me.

It is not easy to reforge one's destiny, is it Darion?

The Vrykul have a new leader now.