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General[]
The Carolers of Grenth vary in appearance by city and district. They are either male or female and always in a group of three. The Carolers in Droknar's Forge are all level 10 whereas those in Lion's Arch and Ascalon City are all level 2 and those in Kamadan are level 20. The carolers in Kamadan (currently not pictured) have the appearance of generic Sunspear caster NPCs wielding random Necromancer staves.
Location[]
- Ascalon City (Wintersday) (northwest, near Symon the Scribe)
- Lion's Arch (Wintersday)
- Droknar's Forge (Wintersday) (west, right next to the Xunlai Agents)
- Kamadan (Wintersday) (west, near the Wintersday Priest and the avatars)
Dialogue[]
- "Look at all these happy people everywhere. It makes me want to vomit. I look forward to wiping the smiles off their faces and doing my part for Grenth."
One Caroler of Grenth among the three will also sing.
- Silence you Dwayna-lovers! Listen to a true song of the season! Any who interrupt our performance will be cursed by Grenth.
- We wish you a frigid winter, we wish you a frigid winter...
- We wish you a frigid winter, and a curse-ed next year...
- Cold tidings we bring to you and your kin...
- Cold tidings for winter and a curse-ed next year...
- Oh bring us some rotting corpses, oh bring us some rotting corpses...
- Oh bring us some rotting corpses and a sacrificed deer...
- We won't go until we get some, we won't go until we get some...
- We won't go until we get some, so bring it right now...
- We wish you a frigid winter, we wish you a frigid winter...
- We wish you a frigid winter, and a curse-ed next year.
- Grenth rest ye angry Necro Monks...
- Let nothing you dismay...
- Remember Grenth our merciless lord...
- Will come in Wintersday...
- To save us all from Dwayna's power...
- So we can go astray...
- O, soul reaping, minions, and barbs...
- Minions and barbs...
- O, soul reaping, minions, and barbs...
- On the final day of wintersday, my lord Grenth gave to me...
- Twelve wells of suffering...
- Eleven lords a wailing...
- Ten necrid horseman...
- Nine spiteful spirits...
- Eight souls a reaping...
- Seven rotting corpses...
- Six globs of ectoplasm...
- Five priiimevviiiiiil kings...
- Four grasping ghouls...
- Three bone fiends...
- Two soul barbs...
- And a rotscale in a dead tree.
- Deathily chills, deathly chills...
- all on Wintersday...
- Oh what fun it is to Hex, and raise minions while you slay. Hey!
- Dashing through the gates...
- Our opponents we will slay...
- To the flag stand we go...
- Laughing all the way, ha ha ha!
- Our hexed foes how they'll die...
- Making minions rise...
- Oh what fun it is to kill another Guild Lord tonight!