| General | Quotes |
Career Skill[ | ]
(note: there is currently a bug that prevents the correct audio file from playing for Career Skills. Only the host's equipped/unlocked heroes voicelines will play when in groups.)
| Career Skill | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|
| Animosity | By Sigmar, the hammer, and the Empire! | |
| Stand back, in the name of Sigmar! | ||
| Begone, foul heretics! Sigmar wills it! | ||
| The power of Sigmar compels thee! | ||
| The crime is your foul existence, the sentence is death! | ||
| By Sigmar and the Hammer, I judge you all! | ||
| Tremble in fear before a son of Sigmar and the Empire! | ||
| Fall back! I smite your heathen souls! | ||
| I shall purge thee all, in Sigmar's name! | ||
| You cannot escape judgement, wretches! | ||
| Sigmar's fury flows through those who serve! | ||
| Back! Await your turn at judgement, heretical ones! | ||
| Locked and Loaded | Holy justice! | |
| Twice the glory! | ||
| Double the discipline! | ||
| Roar, mighty duo | ||
| War funding! | ||
| Dead, not alive. | ||
| Receive the judgement of Sigmar! | ||
| Oh, blessed shot! | ||
| Justice finds thee! | ||
| Fall, foul abomination! | ||
| With this shot, I abjure thee! | ||
| Sigmar! Bless this shot! | ||
| Holy Fervor | Sigmar's light! | |
| Lustration! | ||
| Holy Sigmar! | ||
| By the light! | ||
| Holy Lustration! | ||
| Sacred Wrath! | ||
| Taste Sigmar's wrath! | ||
| I shall cleanse thee all! | ||
| Repent! Repent! REPENT! | ||
| I am the comet! I burn the impure! |
Chatter[ | ]
| Trigger | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|
| Ambient during level | Skaven and northlanders. As foul an alliance as any. | |
| Sigmar curse you - keep up! | ||
| Hatred feeds my purpose, it shall fuel you, also. | ||
| We've done bloody work this day, but more awaits - depend on it! | ||
| Lack of enemies | You cannot hide from a hunter! I smell your heresy on the wind! | |
| Hah! They think hiding will save them! | ||
| Fighting multiple enemies | We shall not be overcome! Break them! | |
| Do. Not. Yield! | ||
| Enemy Ambush | Their trickery is no match for us. | |
| Fighting | Come, scum! I will see you all dead! | |
| That's all? | ||
| Keep back! | ||
| Judgment finds you! | ||
| He'll not rise. | ||
| Stay sharp! | ||
| Kill the madman! | ||
| See him fall! | ||
| Being hit | You think pain will stop me? | |
| Aggh. The righteous feel no pain. | ||
| Ourrgh. You dare! | ||
| Euggh. I walk with Sigmar! | ||
| I spend my blood willingly. | ||
| Ough. Hah! | ||
| Low HP | Righteousness, do not fail me now... | |
| Not now, not yet. | ||
| Sigmar... I have failed you... | ||
| Down | I extend my hand in aid. For now... | |
| Get me back up! | ||
| I need assistance! | ||
| Help! | ||
| Running out of ammunition | I need more ammunition! | |
| My ammunition is spent! | ||
| I'm out! | ||
| Waiting to be freed | Aggh. The righteous feel no pain. | |
| Being alone | Am I alone? It would seem so. | |
| We should fight together, not alone. | ||
| Where the blazes are you all? |
Call-Outs[ | ]
| Trigger | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|
| Tagging Ammunition | Ammunition! | |
| Ammunition stash! | ||
| Shotte, quarrels, arrows - a fine supply! | ||
| Praise the Comet - ammunition! | ||
| Fill your pouches and quivers, while you can. | ||
| Arm yourselves. We must not lack for ammunition. | ||
| Excellent. More ammunition. | ||
| Thank Sigmar! I have found ammunition! | ||
| Ammunition, for those who need such. | ||
| Ammunition. And not before time. | ||
| At last! Ammunition! | ||
| Ammunitions, should anyone care. | ||
| Tagging Potions | A potion stash! | |
| More potions over here. | ||
| Tis a potion! | ||
| See? A potion! | ||
| Potion, there! | ||
| Glory be! A potion! | ||
| Is that a potion? | ||
| A most necessary potion. | ||
| That draught might come in handy. | ||
| I spy a potion. | ||
| Take that potion. It might be useful! | ||
| An apothecary's wares, ours for the taking. | ||
| I spy another potion. | ||
| Aha! A potion! | ||
| That potion shall serve. | ||
| Tagging Medical Supplies | Healing draught! | |
| Healing draught here! | ||
| Healing draught, over here! | ||
| Healer's elixir! | ||
| A healing draught! Do not squander! | ||
| Here. A healing draught. | ||
| As I thought. A healing draught. | ||
| A healing draught, right here. | ||
| Praise Sigmar, healing draught. | ||
| Sigmar has guided us to healer's tools. | ||
| Bindings and tinctures! | ||
| Tagging Bombs | A bomb. Put it to good use! | |
| A bomb, and most welcome it is. | ||
| See? A bomb. Sigmar favours us. | ||
| Bombs here! | ||
| See? A bomb. Sigmar favours us. |
Mission-Specific[ | ]
| Mission | Trigger | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|---|
| Righteous Stand | It falls to us to provide a distraction. Very well! | ||
| Near the Woodworker's Guild | There can be no doubt that the pact-sworn now command Helmgart. | ||
| By Sigmar! Helmgart cries out for vengeance. | |||
| Just before the Franz Erikson Platz | No lollygagging! This is the street! | ||
| At the Bowman Garrison Door | The gate is not sealed. That, at least, works in our favour. | ||
| In the Bowman Garrison lift | That lifting platform will carry us to the walls. | ||
| Reaching the Gatehouse Ward | The way is blocked. Ingenuity will serve us here. | ||
| Nearing the cannon | That cannon shall serve. Assuming we can bring it to bear on the gate! | ||
| Does that crane still turn? If so, point that cannon at the gate! | |||
| Cannon ready to fire | Light the cannon! We shall hope for the best. | ||
| Cannon fired | The shot hath gone wide, but the way is open. | ||
| In the Temple to Sigmar | It pleases me that we make our stand on holy ground. | ||
| This fight will test us. We should meet it prepared. | |||
| Bell rung | Let us buy Lohner his distraction! | ||
| Final door opened | Who opened that door? | ||
| Going to the Bridge of Shadows | Lohner's distraction is done. We should depart. | ||
| Convocation of Decay | Blood trail at the start | This trail of corruption will lead us to our foes. | |
| Finding the opened cells | The heretic cells are breached! | ||
| Arriving in the Old City Cesspit | Suppuration and decay. Proof, if any be needed, of Nurgle's presence. | ||
| Entering the Ritual Circle | Our presence within the circle disrupts the ritual! | ||
| Ending the Ritual | A glorious day for the righteous! The ritual is ended! Let us depart. | ||
| Hunger in the Dark | Dinner Bell rung | Troll alert. You must hear it too. | |
| Halescourge | In von Mackensen Strasse | Keep your eyes open. We need to find the guildsmen's lift. | |
| Athel Yenlui | Start of the stage | Elven ruins. *Snorts* Nothing but trouble to the righteous. | |
| The Screaming Bell | Start of the stage | The bell is yet some distance away. Gird yourselves for a lenghty battle. | |
| There! I see the bell! The walk will fuel our ardour. | |||
| In von Bisschenbesser Strasse | It seems we are on the correct course. There it is! | ||
| Reaching the Screaming Bell | There. Time for the final touch. Let the toppling of this vile symbol commence! | ||
| Screaming Bell summoning a horde | Beware! The vermin are driven to frenzy by the bell! | ||
| By the Arch-Lector's flail! The bell is alive! | |||
| Bell falling | Now that's a fitting end for it, don't you think? | ||
| Just after the Bell fell | By Sigmar, they'll have no vengeance for their foul bell! On you slay! | ||
| Fort Brachsenbrücke | |||
| Into the Nest | Barricades at the start | Sweep the barrier aside, and we shall proceed. | |
| Light lever at the start | If this lighting mechanism still functions, perhaps others do? | ||
| Against the Grain | Approaching the locked barn | Our route lies through the barn. | |
| Empire in Flames | Caravan near the start | A day late and a silver short, this caravan. Easy prey for vile chaos-spawn. | |
| Near the Bloody Ratcatcher Tavern | Sigmar will guide us to the manor, if we are worthy. | ||
| Going through the wine cellar | Into the cellar, I think there's a route through. | ||
| In the market | I smell treachery amidst the smoke. This town was sold from within. | ||
| Festering Ground | Start of the stage | Do not let your eye linger upon their blasphemous scrawlings, lest you wish me to cut it out! | |
| The War Camp | Ambient during level | What drives the Rotbloods to seek life in the swamp, I wonder? | |
| Froschdorf Trail | We'll have little warning of foes in these confines. | ||
| Stay alert! 'Tis hard to see their approach. | |||
| Old Andreas' Den | No righteous soul would choose to live so far from the temples of civilisation. | ||
| Froschdorf Trail, at the splitting paths | Which path to choose? I favour the lowlands over the ravine. | ||
| Do we continue through the ravine, or seek another path? | |||
| In the Zuhause Gully | We have reached the war camp's outer edge, but our crusade has barely begun. | ||
| High cliff in the Gully | There lies the camp. Not long now. | ||
| Reaching the Blót Tree | Blood and souls fed to some black magic. | ||
| Nearing the ram | That may yet serve us as a ram. Bring it. | ||
| Ram near the gates | See the daubings? The palisade is protected by crude spells. But they cannot stay Sigmar's wrath! | ||
| Mortared with the blood of their victims! The northlanders shall pay! | |||
| Ram at the door | The ram is in place! Strike for Sigmar, and for vengeance! | ||
| Maggotheim Stockade | By the Order! Seek the champion! | ||
| Inner Abode | By the Hammer! We'll send the champion's black soul to hellfire yet! | ||
| In the tunnel to the Arena | What is this place...? An arena perhaps? | ||
| Bödvarr fight start | Sigmar provides! This is perfect. The fiend plays right into our hands. | ||
| Bödvarr charging | Do keep charging, and waste your energy, you ill-considered brute. | ||
| Another rush comes to nothing. Hah! Idiot. | |||
| Well, there's definitely an urgency to this brute. | |||
| Bödvarr throwing axe | Mind the massive witch-axe! | ||
| Reacting to Bödvarr taunting | I'm pleased that you have felt the unrestrained impact of our holy endeavours. It will please me even more when you die, bog-wallower. | ||
| You heard that? Our glorious resume recited by this soon to be dead arch-heathen. Yes, we did our duty, but we're not finished yet! | |||
| Leaving the Pit of Trials | Which way to the Bridge? We must escape their pursuit. | ||
| Bödvarr summoning troops | Lacking faith, heretic? Need more of your insipid curs to deal with a holy warrior? | ||
| The Skittergate | Reaching first lift | The lifting platform will spare us a perilous descent. | |
| Riding first lift | The town swallowed by ratman artifice. The vermin will not succeed. | ||
| The Blightreaper | Reaching Rosen Allee | This is no night for laughter, but steel. | |
| Reaching Dreiecke Platz | Unnecessary celebration not only tarnishes the spirit, it deadens the senses - why else would they not know they were invaded? | ||
| Finding the priest | You deserved better, Johann. But your town will be purged, I swear it. | ||
| In the sanctum | Look for a release lever. The Sanctum Maleficarum is here, somwhere. | ||
| Picking up the Blightreaper | It is past time we departed. Lohner can deal with the Blightreaper. | ||
| A Quiet Drink | First tavern fall | I suppose the ale might have survived... | |
| Any mission | Finding elevator | We should make use of this lifting platform. | |
| Finding the right way | This is the correct path. | ||
| Hasten to me! | |||
| This way! | |||
| Finding the right door | Through the door! | ||
| Finding the stairs | Here, the stairs. | ||
| Here, down the stairs! | |||
| Up the stairs! | |||
| Going up | It's up here! | ||
| Come on, up here! | |||
| Up here! No dawdling! | |||
| Going down | Stop meandering and get down here! | ||
| Going to the Bridge of Shadows | See? Olesya sends the Bridge. She sees far, that crone. |
A Quiet Drink Event[ | ]
| Quote | Audio |
|---|---|
| Imitates a steam tank's whistle | |
| I cannot see! No... wait. I think I had the eye-patch over the wrong eye. | |
| Oh look. The tavern's on fire. < <Urgently> > The tavern's on fire! Fire! FIRE! |
Eliminations[ | ]
| Enemy Eliminated | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|
| Clanrat | ||
| Plague Monk | ||
| Savage | ||
| Stormvermin | ||
| Sack-rat | Sack-rat is no more. | |
| Chaos Warrior | The Chaos Warrior falls! | |
| Another Chaos Warrior has been purged! | ||
| Armour is no defence against the righteous. | ||
| The rot-helm dies! | ||
| Where is your vile patron now, Chaos Warrior? | ||
| Morr's scythe has claimed the Chaos Warrior! | ||
| Ratling Gunner | The gunner is dead. | |
| The gunner is slain. | ||
| The gunner's dead. | ||
| Gutter Runner | Not so lively now? Assassin? | |
| Assassins no more. | ||
| The backstabber is slain. | ||
| Sneak rat is dead! | ||
| That assassin will trouble us no longer. | ||
| Poison Wind Globadier | Globadier's down. | |
| Gas-rat's dead. | ||
| We got that poison rat! | ||
| Poison rat's dead! | ||
| Warpfire Thrower | Foul machinery is no match for imperial steel. | |
| Feeble fire-rat. My righteousness burns the brighter. | ||
| The rat perishes, and the mechanism ceases. | ||
| Another dead weapon-rat! | ||
| The Warpfire Thrower is no longer a threat. | ||
| Hah! The fire-rat dies! | ||
| The Warpfire Thrower's dead! | ||
| Another ratman contraption falls silent. | ||
| Packmaster | Hah! Strangler strangles no more! | |
| Die, packmaster! You will trouble us no more. | ||
| The Packmaster is slain. | ||
| That packmaster won't trouble us no more. | ||
| Lifeleecher | Leech down! Praise Sigmar. | |
| Leech squashed! | ||
| Leech-witch disposed of! | ||
| Lifeleech is dead! | ||
| Blightstormer | Dead! Let your foul winds speed your soul to damnation! | |
| The sorcerer will summon no more winds. | ||
| That Blightstormer will trouble us no more. | ||
| Blightstormer's dealt with. Praise Sigmar. | ||
| Foul Blightstormer dead and gone! | ||
| Rat Ogre | ||
| Stormfiend | ||
| Spawn of Chaos | ||
| Bile Troll | Sigmar be praised! The troll is no more. |
| Ally (generic) eliminates enemy | So perish all heretics, mighty and frail alike! |
Interactions[ | ]
Character Interactions[ | ]
See also : Character Conversations
| (Convocation of Decay) | ||
|---|---|---|
| Hero | Quote | Audio |
| Sienna Fuegonasus | This makes twisted sense. Nurgle and Shallya are natural enemies. | |
| Markus Kruber | One the bringer of plagues, and one the curer of them. | |
| Victor Saltzpyre | Like Sigmar, Shallya cleanses corruption, though her methods are... | |
| Sienna Fuegonasus | Kinder? Compassionate? Empathetic? | |
| Victor Saltzpyre | I was going to say 'less effective'. Look around you. We are surrounded by proof. |
| Trigger | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|
| Ally mass killing | What glorious intervention! | |
| Praising | His life dims, and your shot claims its victim. | |
| You serve righteousness! | ||
| Another slain. The tally grows. | ||
| Hold on to your hate. It will give you strength. | ||
| A glorious shot, well-earned. | ||
| ... A good shot. I can't deny it... | ||
| Praising Kruber | Sigmar give you strength, Kruber. | |
| Sigmar guides you, Kruber! | ||
| Well fought, Sergeant! | ||
| Praising Bardin | I see Grimnir's fury in your strikes, dwarf! | |
| The dwarf shames us with his zeal! | ||
| Yes, Goreksson! Let the blood flow! | ||
| Praising Kerillian | Every dead foe strengthens my faith in you, Elf. | |
| You do holy work, elf. Do not relent! On you slay! | ||
| Praising Sienna | Even a witch has her uses. | |
| Acceptable, for a wizard. | ||
| Being healed by Sienna | I do not need your aid! | |
| Ally missing bomb throw | How it is you see worse with two eyes, than I with one. | |
| Ally missing bomb throw (Kerillian) | Where's the skill you keep boasting of, elf? | |
| Ally being hit (Bardin) | Parry them, dwarf! | |
| Ally being hit (Sienna) | Can you not parry, wizard? | |
| You need to parry, wizard! | ||
| Ally with low HP (Markus) | You're wounded, Kruber! | |
| Ally with low HP (Bardin) | You must not die, dwarf! Our work continues! | |
| Ally with low HP (Kerillian) | You seem sluggish, elf. Can you still fight? | |
| Ally down (Kruber) | Come on! Kruber's down! | |
| Ally down (Bardin) | Goreksson? Endure! | |
| Ally down (Kerillian) | How is the elf to help me if she cannot help herself? | |
| Reviving ally | Surely your honour will not allow you to yield. | |
| Reviving Kruber | Sleeping on duty? | |
| SLEEPING ON DUTY?! | ||
| I still need your strong right arm, Kruber. | ||
| Do your duty, Kruber! Rise! | ||
| Take strength from righteous purpose, Kruber! | ||
| Your emperor needs you, Kruber! | ||
| Reviving Bardin | You must not die, dwarf! Our work continues! | |
| Does a dwarf abandon his cause at a mere scratch? | ||
| Reviving Kerillian | ||
| Reviving Sienna | Your fate is mine, wizard. Not theirs. | |
| I do this as I need you. Heal, and unleash your fury, wizard! | ||
| Friendly fire received (Kruber) | Stop it, Kruber! Gah! | |
| You hit me, Kruber! Again! | ||
| Kruber! Check your aim! | ||
| Kruber! Check your shots! | ||
| Friendly fire received (Bardin) | Look where you're shooting, fool! | |
| Goreksson! Is this how you honour the ancient treaties between our species? | ||
| Goreksson! Desist! | ||
| Don't do that again, Ranger! | ||
| Whose side are you on, Dwarf? | ||
| In Sigmar's name, watch your fire! | ||
| SHORT sighted as well? | ||
| Fool of a dwarf, you just hit me! | ||
| Dwarf! Check your aim... and your eyes, when you can. | ||
| Friendly fire received (Kerillian) | Watch your aim, elf! | |
| Hard to fathom, but I am on your side, elf! | ||
| Elf! Mind where you shoot! And mind your tongue too! | ||
| Treachery! The elf targets me! | ||
| The devious elven mind is impossible to decipher! She decides to shoot me NOW? | ||
| Friendly fire received (Sienna) | Not now, witch! | |
| Witch! Your aim is as crooked as your morals. | ||
| I am not your foe, witch. Not yet. | ||
| Are you showing your true self, witch? No more flames my way! | ||
| Being healed by Kruber | Next time, Kruber. I'll save you. | |
| Faithful, Kruber. Ever on my side. | ||
| Being healed by Bardin | ||
| Being healed by Kerillian | ||
| Being healed by Sienna | ||
| Being revived by Kruber | Always reliable, Kruber. | |
| Ally dying (Bardin) | Goreksson shall be avenged. | |
| Ally hitting armor (Sienna) | The head's the weak-spot, witch. | |
| Ally jumps repeatedly | Must you keep jumping? Have some decorum! |
Enemy Interactions[ | ]
| Enemy | Trigger | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|---|
| Horde | Spawning | Meet them with steel and righteous strike! | |
| Come! Despoilers! I shall end thee! | |||
| This is our moment! MAKE THEM PAY! | |||
| Now! Do Sigmar's work and slay them all! | |||
| Sigmar preserve us! They're come in number! | |||
| Here they come! Stand firm and strike hard! | |||
| Strike for Sigmar, and Karl-Franz! | |||
| The tide will not sweep us away! | |||
| See how they come to the slaughter! | |||
| Come, wretches. I have scores to settle. | |||
| By the hammer! Surprise attack! | |||
| A trap! | |||
| I'll slay every last one! | |||
| Incoming pack! | |||
| Sigmar stand with us! A swarm! | |||
| Here they come! Pitiful wretches! | |||
| Kill them! Kill them all! | |||
| They're upon us! Strike for Sigmar! | |||
| Clanrat | Come out. Come out. Wherever you are. | ||
| Plague Monk | In vicinity | Listen! Plague fanatics! | |
| Bringers of plague! Take their pestilent heads! | |||
| By the order! Plague monks! | |||
| Watch out, Plague Monks! | |||
| Plague Monks! | |||
| Stand ready! Plague Monks! | |||
| Bloody nutter Plague Monks! | |||
| Eyes open for Plague Monks! | |||
| Prophets of decay comes for us! | |||
| Savage | In vicinity | Beware, frother! | |
| There's a frother in their ranks! | |||
| Kill that frother! | |||
| Frother! | |||
| Stormvermin | Tagging | Morr's scythe! Stormvermin! | |
| Stormvermin! | |||
| Weapons up, it's the tougher vermin! | |||
| Watch out! Stormvermin! | |||
| Judgement is coming, Stormvermin! | |||
| Sigmar! I see a Stormvermin. | |||
| Not these black-furred bastards again! | |||
| Blackrat! | |||
| Ware the blackrats! | |||
| More blackrats! | |||
| There! Stormvermin! | |||
| A stormvermin! Engage with care. | |||
| There, Stormvermin! | |||
| Skaven patrol | In vicinity | I'd like nothing better than to wade into that pack of black-furred scum, but we have other matters to deal with. | |
| Chaos Warrior | In vicinity | Look out! Chaos warrior! | |
| By the hammer! A Chaos Warrior! | |||
| Chaos Warrior! To my side! | |||
| A rot-helm! Sigmar grant me strength! | |||
| Sigmar stands with us! The chaos warrior shall fall! | |||
| Clear a path to the chaos warrior! | |||
| Rot-helm! | |||
| Armoured heretic! | |||
| A rot-helm approaches! The first blow is mine! | |||
| A chaos warrior leads them! | |||
| A chaos warrior! Its armour shall not hold! | |||
| A chaos warrior! | |||
| Armoured heretic! Fight the righteous fight! | |||
| Hold your ground! A chaos warrior comes! | |||
| Beware! Rot-helm! | |||
| Watch out! Chaos warrior! | |||
| Ratling Gunner | In vicinity | A gun-rat comes for us! | |
| The tell-tale sound of a Ratling... | |||
| Vermin Gunner. It is close. | |||
| Watch out, Ratling Gunner! | |||
| Look out, Ratling Gun! | |||
| Ratling Gun! | |||
| Take out the ratling gunner! | |||
| Tagging when firing | Flank the blasphemous thing! | ||
| Firing | Get out of its sight! | ||
| Gutter Runner | In vicinity | They're cowards. They'll hide until it's time to strike. | |
| Don't relax. That's when they'll pounce. | |||
| There! In that shadow! | |||
| Gutter runner! | |||
| Beware, gutter runner! | |||
| Sneak-rat! | |||
| There's a backstabber scampering nearby. | |||
| Assassin-rat! | |||
| Hark! Assassins! | |||
| Assassin nearby! | |||
| Eshin scum! | |||
| That's a Gutter Runner. | |||
| Listen. Assassin! | |||
| There! Assassin-rat! | |||
| Being pinned | Kill it, kill it, kill it, now! | ||
| Foul, foul vermin, get off so I can kill you dead! Ahh! | |||
| Poison Wind Globadier | In vicinity | The gurgle of a globadier... | |
| A Globadier is near. | |||
| Globadier! | |||
| Hah! Gas rat. And it draws nigh. | |||
| A globadier is near. | |||
| Nefarious gas-rat! | |||
| Gas-rat! Watch out for the throw! | |||
| Beware the poison globadier. | |||
| Gas-rat! Beware its poison! | |||
| Gas-rat! | |||
| Globadier! Beware! | |||
| Hold your breath! A globadier. | |||
| Gas-rat! Watch those globes! | |||
| Be careful! Gas-rat! | |||
| A masked one, beware of poison! | |||
| Look out, Globadier! | |||
| Throwing gas | Ware! Poison! | ||
| Vile things, look out! | |||
| Stand back! Incoming! | |||
| Incoming! | |||
| Get back! Incoming! | |||
| Sigmar's lungs! Hold your breath! | |||
| About to commit suicide | The globe-rat's charging! Get out of its path! | ||
| Warpfire Thrower | In vicinity | Slay the fire rat. QUICKLY! | |
| I smell charred fur... a firerat is near. | |||
| The rasp of bellows... is that a fire-rat? | |||
| Listen! Warpfire Thrower! | |||
| WARPFIRE! | |||
| Move or burn! | |||
| Fire-rat! Fire-rat! | |||
| What foul artifice is this? Green fire!? | |||
| Flamespouter! Kill the rat who bears it! | |||
| Hear, Warpfire Throwers! | |||
| A Warpfire Thrower! Don't let it shoot! | |||
| By the Hammer! A fire-rat! | |||
| Fire-rat! | |||
| Douse that Warpfire, before we all burn! | |||
| That flame! They bring Warpfire to the battle! | |||
| Warpfire Thrower! | |||
| That's a Fire-rat. | |||
| My nostrils rankle with tainted flame. Warpfire Thrower. | |||
| Tagging | Take out the Warpfire Thrower! | ||
| Packmaster | In vicinity | It's got a long reach... | |
| A packmaster! It shall be perished! | |||
| Hook rat! Slay it! Slay it quickly! | |||
| I spy a hook rat! | |||
| Hook-rat! | |||
| Lifeleecher | In vicinity | Leech incoming! | |
| Leech prowling! | |||
| Lifestealer witch! Put it down! | |||
| Watch out! Leech incoming! | |||
| Leech-witch! | |||
| Ach, another Lifeleech! | |||
| Leech sorcerer! | |||
| Leech! Slay it swiftly! | |||
| Lifestealer witch! Put it down! | |||
| Blightstormer | In vicinity | Fat bastard Blightstormer... | |
| A Blightstormer! The air thickens with filth! | |||
| I've a shot for your rotten heart, Blightstormer! | |||
| Hark, I hear a Blightstormer's chant. | |||
| Have a care. I hear a storm Sorcerer... | |||
| Bloated bloody blightstormer! | |||
| Hear, Blightstormer. | |||
| The Sorcerer! The wind is his work! | |||
| Blightstormer! The winds die with him! | |||
| Cursed Blightstormer... | |||
| We have a Blightstormer! | |||
| Listen, Blightstormer. | |||
| I hear a Blightstormer. It must be silenced. | |||
| Blightstormer! Kill that flabby fiend! | |||
| Find that cursed Blightstormer. He can't be far... | |||
| Quick, before he calls the plague winds! | |||
| Blightstormer! Kill it dead! | |||
| Casting a storm | We cannot fight the storm. Kill its creator! | ||
| The sorcerer! Over there! 'Tis his doing! | |||
| Blightstormer! End his chant! | |||
| The Sorcerer commands the vortex. Kill him! | |||
| Sorcerous winds cannot howl without their master! |
Monster Interactions[ | ]
| Enemy | Trigger | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|---|
| Rat Ogre | Spawning | Rat-Ogre - coming at us! | |
| RAT OGRE! | |||
| Fighting | By the Arch Lector's fist! | ||
| Kill it with everything you have! | |||
| Steady! Steady! | |||
| Bring that abomination down! | |||
| Stormfiend | |||
| Spawn of Chaos | Spawning | A Chaos Spawn! | |
| A Spawn comes! | |||
| Hear. Spawn. | |||
| Fighting | A thrashing mass of appetites and damned flesh! | ||
| Bile Troll | Spawning | Stay clear of that brute! A troll is no easy foe! | |
| A troll! Strike for Sigmar! | |||
| Fighting | Troll! It has no right to live! | ||
| Vomiting |
Item Interactions[ | ]
| Item | Quote | Audio |
|---|---|---|
| Ammo | ||
| Bomb | Throwing the bomb! | |
| Watch out! I'm lobbing it! | ||
| Have a care! Bomb's away! | ||
| Bombs away! | ||
| I unleash black powder! | ||
| Bomb thrown! | ||
| Potion | ||
| Medical Supplies | Holy Sigmar! Bless this Ravaged Body! | |
| One moment! | ||
| Guard me a moment! | ||
| I can so long as my binding holds. | ||
| The soul is willing, but the flesh requires binding. | ||
| Ah! Fit for the hunt, once again. | ||
| Healing Draught | I hope it's not spoiled. | |
| A toast for the Emperor! | ||
| With this, I toast victory. | ||
| This shall redouble my zeal. | ||
| Imbibing a potion! | ||
| Hold a moment while I drink! | ||
| I drink this from need, not desire. | ||
| I'll not waste a drop. | ||
| Come, potion, lend me vigour. | ||
| This better taste good. |