[i]He's talking to me! He's actually talking to me! For purely business reasons, of course.[/i] Magdalee shot him the widest grin before beginning her tactical analysis. "Yeah, their coldies tend to be hotties, and not in a good way. Out here, there's lots of earth-benders and lightning-callers, but out there, they put some fire-breathers and ice cream shooters into the mix. They really did a number on us last time we were up north. Hate those lanky bastards."

Captain Promagnus nodded solemnly. "Aye, they're a handful. What's really hurting us, though, are those dam impromptu war machines they keep building. Every so often, this one engineer comes down and builds a weapon, trap, or fortification that wrecks havoc on our strategy. We're fairly certain it's the same individual because we've consistently heard them call her "Arwen Durvain," and I think "Durvain" is a proper name, because "Arwen" is a title given to female squad leaders and...sorry, I'll stop rambling. Point is, it's the same person, and she's a royal thorn in our sides. I wouldn't be surprised if she 'just happens' to show up at the place you're infiltrating. If she does, please take her down for us."