Zyron Hopecrush

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Zyron Hopecrush is the tour guide for the Black Citadel, though he doesn't seem to care much for his job.

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Start of tour near Diessa Gate: Zyron Hopecrush: One sylvari named Glynneth and one norn called Tallfir. Right? Good. I'm Zyron Hopecrush. You're with me. I've been tasked with showing you around the quarter.; Glynneth: I do appreciate your hospitality.; Zyron Hopecrush: Yeah, well. Sooner begun, sooner over. Take note. To the west, you'll find the gate to Lion's Arch, in case you need to leave. Now, follow me.; Glynneth: Can I ask you a question?; Zyron Hopecrush: Later. There'll be plenty of time for questions at your destination.

Overlooking the cannons shooting at the ghosts: Zyron Hopecrush: We'll pause so you can admire the magnificence of Iron Legion design. The Iron Legion built this city as their headquarters. We put the Blood and Ash Legions to shame. I'll give you a moment to take it all in.; Glynneth: Oh, it's amazing. I was wondering—; Zyron Hopecrush: No time. We need to keep moving. I'm sure you're both exhausted.; Glynneth: Not really.; Tallfir Winge: I'm fine.

Just outside the bank area: (Doesn't appear in chat window); Zyron Hopecrush: Come down here to spend your gold and gems. It's our financial and trade canton, Factorium. Merchants and crafters congregate here. Stay close. We're heading east, deeper into the citadel.

At the base of the Serrated Blade Tavern: Zyron Hopecrush: This is your stop, Tallfir. Serrated Blade Tavern. The order you're looking for is up the ramp over there. I don't recommend sneaking up on them. Oh, and try not to drain the bar dry.; Tallfir Winge: I make no promises. Thanks.; Zyron Hopecrush: C'mon, sylvari. We're almost home.

Stopping near Factorium Waypoint: Glynneth: Wait! I have to ask. Are those Ascalonian ruins?; Zyron Hopecrush: (sigh) Yeah. We've got a lot of those around here. Don't look at me like that. We reclaimed this land from the humans. They stole it from us first.; Glynneth: I'm not looking at you like anything. But, now you have a treaty with the humans, right?; Zyron Hopecrush: Not a treaty, no. We have a cease-fire. It's not the same thing.; Glynneth: Oh, but what about—; Zyron Hopecrush: Let's get moving. The Durmand Priory is right over there.

Just outside the Durmand Scriptorium: Zyron Hopecrush: Here you go. Durmand Priory. These people will be glad to answer all your questions. Have a pleasant stay in the Black Citadel.; Glynneth: Oh, thank you so much. Your assistance has been greatly—; Zyron Hopecrush: See you around.; Glynneth: —appreciated.

Jogging back to his post: (Doesn't appear in chat window); Zyron Hopecrush: (huff) Tourists. They better be spending their gold, that's all I have to say.

Greeting: Not now. I ain't got time for conversation. Go bother someone else.