Voice Lines
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Let's see how close they can get.
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Ancient one. Go! The Volabear is honored here, but unwanted.
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Clan or tribe, they will join us. This is the will of Averosa.
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This outfit makes total sense. Just look closer and think about it less.
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There will be peace in the frill, Yord. I will forge it.
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I do not seek the throne of Avarosa.
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So brom, no shirt, huh? And I don't have pants. Yay, fell-yord.
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Praiseorn the firebringer. I ask for your wisdom first builder and forge lord.
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Show us a path.
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hahahaha
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What is goodness but trying to do better than your forebears?
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Trolls are the enemy of mankind. You will die like a beast.
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All that frost touches we know.
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Do not confuse mercy for weakness.
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Praise Anivia the Frostbringer. Let us feel the coming of change. Grant us the freedom to travel in safety.
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You would challenge an iceborn?
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How do you like the curves? I was talking about the bow.
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Yay, Frelljord! Did any of us get cold weather clothes?
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Huh, Spock, I have seen babies fight better than you.
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Trend to mirror my love. I always suspected this would be our end.
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No one escapes winter.
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My arrows fly true.
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Shaman, I am no enemy of the Old Gods or Sedwani! Must we fight?
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I was born into poverty. All frill your deans are.
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The bow is my will given form. I am it. It is me.
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Hahaha! Check this out! Ugh! Makes a bow out of ice!
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It is not the goddess Avarosa's glory I wish to recapture, it is our peoples.
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A battle worthy of the Frelljord.
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Avarosa speaks one truth, as all gods must. She is our dream of unity.
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When I say Avarosa, I hear my mother and her dreams.
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Bless us, Ealdhark, Warden of Sacrifice. Protect my husband. Protect my people. If my death pleases you, let it sustain my tribe.
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You face an ice board.
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as ice shatters, so shall you.
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Swiftly now.
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I am a warm other, I have given oaths to few, I have taken oaths from many.
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My tribe will bring peace to the north. The south should fear us.
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No fate is written, except by us.
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hahahaha
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The Frelljords shall unite!
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Brom, what are you doing over there? Are you drunk?
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Make it count!
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Can't miss!
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Praise Kendritt, the two hunters. Pray we see death's approach, so we may complete our labors and die with our eyes open.
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Faster than my arrows, I think not.
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Reveal what is hidden.
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This is the latest in Fréljordian fashion. They call it a skirt.
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Blessed three sisters, give me strength to endure what I must, give me courage to fight who I must, give me knowledge to see the truth.
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Together we are strong. Together we are Avarosan.
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Gods and spirits guide us, but our lives are our own.
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Glory to the Volibear, the Thousand-Pierce Beast. Give my people the resilience of your wilderness and the fury of your storm.
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Gragas, are you blind? You're on the wrong side again!
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My mercy has limits.
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Brom, we are winter people from a frozen land, so we must... Pop it, pop it!
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Today, the fate of our people hangs in the balance.
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Let's fly!
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Feel Winter Sting!
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He requires a steady hand.
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Know this, I am Ash. I am the bow.
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I am Ash, daughter of Brenna, warm mother of the Avarosans.
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Anivia, how often have I sought your guidance? And how like a god to betray a mortal's trust?
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No one escapes my aim.
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Avarosan is the tribe of many, because all Philjordians are one people.
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Trendamere, what have you become?
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hahahaha
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So which one is the pig? Kidding!
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I dream of the day after the tribes are unified. I dream of no longer needing to lead.
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AHHH!
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Now really, put that apple on your head. Go! Ah! Ah! Oh... Mmm...
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We are all kin of kin, blood of blood.
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he he he
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Mark where they died, that was as close as they got.
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I will show them the power of an iceborn.
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Prepare yourself, you face and ice board.
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I was raised for war. I am iceborn.
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I am a war mother, a chieftain, only because no one else will do what must be done.
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I do my best work from afar.
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die troll, my tribe will destroy your foul race.
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Sedgwannee. Goodbye, sister.
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We must press on.
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I hold above true eyes. I hold my heart.
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Away!
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Move quickly, position well, and the battle is won before blood is drawn.
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Flea from the cold.
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We praise the leader who unifies, forgetting it is only the unity that matters.
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You do not aim a bow at the target. You fire knowing where the target will be. This is vision.
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The ice is not pain, it is surrender.
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I dream of a nation for my people.
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Fate will treat you coldly.
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Never lose focus.
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May the voice is quiet for you, shaman.
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My people know only cold and hardship. I will teach them peace.
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The three sisters are a myth that has strangled our people. It is a tale of failure.
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We will unite the Frell Yort.
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This is the theory of an ice-borne.
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No Saugas will mark their passing.
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Stand together!
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I loved my mother. I loved my battle sister. I love my people. It is because of this love that I fight.
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Arrows fly!
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I don't have to see you to shoot you. Oh! Oh! Oh, really?
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HUH!
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My mother loved me. She fought and died trying to give me a better life. So I fight and will die fighting to give all avarosins a better life.
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You named me Battle Sister and Kin, Sedwani! Do not make me fight you!
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You face true ice. You face death.
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No one escapes my bow.
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They think me cold. I have seen things the Southerners cannot imagine.
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Ow!
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Anivia guide us.
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I will not allow us to be divided. We are one.
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RAIN DEATH!
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Avarosa guide me.
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You fought an ice-borne. Death was the only possible outcome.
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The goddess Avarosa, I say I hear her voice, but I hear only my mother's and mourn her passing.
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I will face you, sister.
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I only needed one shot.
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Spirit reveal our way.
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They fought an ice-forn, they died.
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are all Southerners so weak.
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My aim is steady.
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Bunk.
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I won't miss.
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Take a good look. It's the last you'll get.
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Spog warm blood was at your best. I killed you without trying
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What is it to lead? It is to lie. It is to preach caution even when you are elated. It is to give hope even when you feel none.
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The day our tribes are won, the world will tremble.
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Aw!
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Destiny, I have always hated that word. It is a warm that ruins lives and murders innocence. It is a deceiver and bringer of woe.
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I don't miss.
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Man no longer needs the Volibear. Return, and I will slay you again.
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Ugh!
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Ah!
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This is my warning to you.
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Lead the target.
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Right between the eyes.
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Fate did not choose you.
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For the frail yard.
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Seek peace, but bring the tools of war.
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In the North, a great chieftain is called Warmother. Who but a mother has the right to risk lives in war?
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I am Feliordian, family, tribe. They are all.
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The cold does not forgive.
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I have heard no better words than, the strong must try the impossible. This is the oath I must fulfill.
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LaSandra, the fate of our people hangs in the balance, and you betray me?
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hearthbound and iceborn, spirit walker and fireborn. All frillordians are my kin.
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Ahh....
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I am the ball!
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Lead our way.
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I greet you as a frill yourdian.
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Strike quickly!