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0,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_00","Hildibrand has never been a patient man."
1,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_01","Just when it seems your efforts to attract the attention of the Grand Sers have been in vain, you catch sight of two men watching you from a distance. Upon realizing that they have been observed observing you, they leave, prompting Cyr to speculate that maybe the men are the very charlatans you seek. And so the others pursue them with all haste, save Julyan, who seems content to shrug and follow at her own pace."
2,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_02","It is said that Eorzea is a land embraced by gods and forged by heroes, and in the minstrels' songs, these heroes are often described as youths of incomparable bravery and virtue, at the peak of their physical condition. It is therefore something of a shock when you finally catch up to and confront the Grand Sers, whom you discover to be exceedingly experienced warriors in the twilight years of their lives. Yet their age belies their ability, for when Inspector Hildibrand puts forth his accusations, the self-proclaimed slayer of a thousand thousand wyrms launches into the air and prepares to deliver a strike of unimaginable destructive power. Fortunately, you are spared a grisly death when the dragoon seemingly passes out mid-flight and crashes to the ground, surviving only by the grace of Halone, and in spite of his companion's misguided ministrations.
It is then that the third Grand Ser calls out from a distance and reveals herself as none other than the elderly woman with whom you spoke in Ishgard and in Idyllshire. While this supposed revelation surprises absolutely no one, the fact that she also somehow managed to abduct and imprison Gigi unfortunately does. Having gained the upper hand, she smugly declares that the mammet will help the Grand Sers reclaim their youth, and the gang makes good their escape under cover of smoke...at a disconcertingly slow pace, that is."
3,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_03","Needless to say, Hildibrand has no intention of giving up on his beloved son, and neither do the others. The hunt for the fugitive Grand Sers begins anew, and you can but pray that the elderly criminals have not unexpectedly been imbued with the spirit of swift-moving wolves or some such."
4,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_04","It is not long before you and your comrades catch up to the Grand Sers, who have decided to rest for a spell. Before you can debate at length how best to go about freeing Gigi from his iron cage, Orland wanders off alone─creating an opportunity for you to corner and subdue the old man that you might relieve him of his armor. To what end remains unclear, but such are Hildibrand's wishes, and as you know from past experience, it is usually best to simply do what he says and pray that nothing explodes as a result."
5,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_05","The elderly dragoon appears to have no recollection of meeting and attempting to murder you, despite it having been less than twelve hours prior. Complaining of an ache in his shoulders, he beseeches you to massage him, inviting you to remove his breastplate that you may better reach his sore muscles. And so you make ready to oblige, having not lost sight of your goal to obtain his armor, even if the methods it seems you must now employ are quite unlike anything you could have ever imagined. Or perhaps would wish to."
6,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_06","Freed from the confines of his breastplate, Orland takes a seat upon the ground, inviting you to kneel and tend to his aching shoulders. As you look on the elderly man waiting to receive your ministrations, a long forgotten─or repressed─memory nearly rises to the forefront of your mind before you shove it back down into the depths and crack your fingers in preparation for this most ignoble of duties."
7,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_07","Slayer of Gods. Rider of Dragons. Savior of Ishgard. <If(PlayerParameter(4))>Masseuse<Else/>Masseur</If> of the Elderly. Yet a single vigorous session will not serve to satisfy Orland, oh no. Mustering every onze of your courage, you raise up your tired hands and dive once more into the fray."
8,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_08","Never have you been so sorely tested by an old man's back. At length you pause, as Orland begins to mutter softly, his words eventually trailing away into a snore. You sense your long ordeal may finally be at an end, but given the dire stakes, you know you must be absolutely, positively, and utterly certain that the dragoon has fallen asleep..."
9,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_09","For a mercy, you are spared the burden of a third massage, as Orland slumbers softly...like the dead...or dying... Brushing away these morbid thoughts, you look to the sleeping old man's sabatons, which are begging to be stolen."
10,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_10","Slayer of Gods. Rider of Dragons. Savior of Ishgard. Stealer of Pants. In what may well be the darkest chapter of your life, you carefully remove Orland's sabatons and breeches, leaving the sleeping old man exposed to the elements and wholly at the mercy of the nearby ravenous bears with their big, nasty teeth and the repugnant morbols with their slimy, undulating tentacles. May he rest in peace."
11,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_11","Whispering a prayer for their former owner, you deliver Orland's armor to Inspector Hildibrand, who reveals his bold plan─one exceedingly simple and almost certainly doomed to failure. He dons Orland's armor, seeking to masquerade as one of the Grand Sers, that he might waltz into the camp and free Gigi from captivity without a struggle. Whether by the poor eyesight of his marks or the grace of the gods, his deception somehow succeeds, and he manages to release Gigi from his cage and nearly escape─even after a disoriented Orland wanders back to camp and is promptly mistaken as an impostor by his dear allies.
Before you can make good your escape, Dorys cries out and bids Vivi stay, revealing the true identity of the amnesic mammet as a creation of Archmagus Quan, who endeavored to restore his youth through the use of the mammet's temporal magicks. Though Quan died before he could achieve his ambition, the Grand Sers later stumbled upon his journals and attempted to track down the forgotten mammet. Alas, though it pains him to do so, Gigi parts ways with his adopted father and leaves with the Grand Sers, tempted by the possibility that he may be reunited with his creator should he master his powers and raise Archmagus Quan from the dead.
Though his will wavers for a moment, Inspector Hildibrand eventually resolves to go after his beloved son and ensure that he only engages in traditional forms of necromancy. After convincing Inquisitor Cyr to suspend his investigation for a time, he then departs for Idyllshire with Nashu in tow to consider their next course of action...as Julyan Manderville ponders quietly the ramifications of a mammet that may have the power to undo the ravages of aging..."
12,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_12","After reaffirming his decision not to pursue the Grand Sers for the foreseeable future, Cyr demonstrates his highly developed survival instincts by returning to Ishgard with all due haste. Assuming he does not run afoul of the myriad threats which were nearly the cause of his and the others' grisly deaths when they first came to Idyllshire, you will doubtless see him again. If he does, then may he rest in peace."
13,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_13","To your relief, you find Cyr in Ishgard, having returned to the capital bearing no injuries of a physical nature, at the least. His experiences in Idyllshire and with Gigi continue to weigh heavily on his mind, and he intends to scour the inquisition's archives for any information regarding temporal magicks that may shed light on the mammet's true nature. Yet his firm protestations that his interest is purely a professional one seem to belie another, more personal motivation..."
14,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_14",""
15,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_15",""
16,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_16",""
17,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_17",""
18,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_18",""
19,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_19",""
20,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_20",""
21,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_21",""
22,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_22",""
23,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_23",""
24,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_00","Follow Hildibrand outside the gates of Idyllshire."
25,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_01","Speak with Hildibrand."
26,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_02","Speak with Hildibrand."
27,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_03","Speak with Orland."
28,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_04","Help Orland remove his armor."
29,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_05","Massage Orland."
30,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_06","Massage Orland again."
31,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_07","Massage Orland yet again."
32,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_08","Steal Orland's sabatons."
33,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_09","Give Orland's armor to Hildibrand."
34,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_10","Speak with Cyr."
35,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_11","Speak with Cyr in Foundation."
36,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_12",""
37,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_13",""
38,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_14",""
39,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_15",""
40,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_16",""
41,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_17",""
42,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_18",""
43,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_19",""
44,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_20",""
45,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_21",""
46,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_22",""
47,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_23",""
48,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_000","That old woman must've followed us here from Ishgard. She's involved in this, that much is clear, but the question is how?"
49,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_001","Gigi's so talented, just like her grandpapa!"
50,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_002","Even supposin' I were to turn a blind eye to his shenanigans, this is no place to raise a child..."
51,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_003","HoW dO yOu LiKe My FaMiLy CrEsT? oH─mAyBe I sHoUlD'vE aLsO pAiNtEd GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt AnD gRa─ Er, M'lAdY jUlYaN!"
52,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_005","<yawn> Much as it pains me to admit it, a gentleman's stamina is not without limits... I daresay I could do with a spot of tea."
53,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_006","Hey, Inspector! Is it just me, or have those two been looking at us for the past few minutes?"
54,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_007","Oh, 'tis quite normal behavior for my adoring fans, I should think. When finally presented with an opportunity to meet their idol in the flesh, all too many succumb to their fear and flee..."
55,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_007","Or maybe, just maybe, they're the Grand bloody Sers! Come on, come on, they're getting away!"
56,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_008",""
57,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_010","<huff> <puff> Fury take me, I haven't run like that since Ser Charibert chased me up and down the Steps of Faith brandishing a flaming─ Wait, where is Gigi?"
58,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_011","Hmph. Spare the flamin' rod, spoil the milksop."
59,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_012","Where could those two have got to?"
60,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_013","ThEy...ThEy WeNt ThAtAwAy! To ThE rIgHt! I'Ll CaTcH uP tO yOu AlL sOoN, sO jUsT gO!"
61,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_016","Hearken to me, you dastardly rapscallions! You have nowhere to run! Reveal yourselves at once!"
62,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_017","I shall not ask you again! Come forth, Grand Sers─name yourselves, and answer for your misdeeds!"
63,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_018","Slayer of a thousand thousand wyrms, the silver spear which hath pierced the very heavens! Oooooorland!"
64,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_019","Master of magicks ancient and awesome, the divine hand which hath defeated all maladies save senescence and incontinence! Goooooonspart!"
65,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_020","(-The Grand Sers-)Grand Sers, excelsior!"
66,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_021","...I don't know whether to laugh or to cry. Mayhap both."
67,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_022","Grandsires! Ahem─Grand Sers! You stand accused of willfully and unlawfully convincing young maidens of Ishgard to attend private parties under false pretenses, thereby inflicting upon them terrible financial and emotional distress!"
68,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_023","I, Hildibrand, agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire, am come on behalf of these poor, defenseless innocents, and to see that no others are made to suffer as they did! Now, lay down your arms and surrender yourselves into my custody!"
69,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_024","Hah! The audacity of this boy! You should feel ashamed of your words and deeds!"
70,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_025","You will rue this day, and rue it hard!"
71,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_026","Gods, how I've missed this! The air streaming past, the blood pumping, the taste of copper on my lips, the slight dizziness..."
72,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_027","It was on a day like this that we met, wasn't it? And when we soared into those azure skies we never truly came back down..."
73,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_028","Do mine eyes deceive? Pigsney of my heart, descended from Halone's halls to guide me to Her bosom!?"
74,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_029","My beloved! My everything! Long have I waited for this moment! Take me in your arms once more and lift me higher, higher, higher!"
75,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_030","Higher, higher, higher..."
76,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_031","Orland!? Orland!? Orlaaaaaaaaand!"
77,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_032","Alas, poor Orland! I knew him not in the slightest, but he seemed a decent man. Chicanery and attempted murder notwithstanding."
78,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_033","Wait─I've seen this before! All too recently... Ahem, yes, anyway! He's only <Emphasis>mostly</Emphasis> dead! If the “master of magicks ancient and awesome” here acts with all haste, the man may yet be saved!"
79,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_034","Oooh, you are referring to me! I see, I see... With all haste, was it? Yes, yes, I'll get right on that."
80,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_035","O mournful voice of creation! Send unto me a creature of the abyss, my thrall to command, that I may smite─ No, wait, that's no good. Hm...let me see..."
81,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_100_035","Something of a rather less controversial tradition, yeees... Something with more...pep! A vortex of biting winds to rend the flesh..."
82,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_200_035","...And smite my foes!"
83,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_036","Foes!? I thought you were friends!"
84,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_037","<gasp> <cough> <cough> Saint Reinette bugger me with a bleedin' Gae Bolg, my back! My back!"
85,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_038","Grrr... 'Twould seem I've underestimated you lot."
86,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_039","That...makes two of us?"
87,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_040","(-???-)Enough! Leave them be─or do you not care what becomes of the mammet?"
88,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_041","Gigi!? But when? How!?"
89,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_042","I thought I recognized you! First in Ishgard, then in Idyllshire─you've been following us since we left the capital!"
90,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_043","Bearer of faces fair and fearsome, the midnight shadow which hath deceived kings and queens! Doooooorys!"
91,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_044","You can't possibly have been so naive as to think we'd not see through your ridiculous disguises!"
92,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_045","And yet here you are, so effortlessly and easily lured into our trap. For which we are most grateful, mind─my companions are hardly cut out for life on the road."
93,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_046","All has been in preparation for this moment. The parties, the petty schemes─from the first, the objective of this grand design has been this singular mammet."
94,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_047","I swear to you, if you harm Gigi in any way─"
95,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_048","We have no desire to hurt the “boy.” We but require his help to reclaim that which is rightfully ours: our youth."
96,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_049","<cough> <cough> Confound it! I can't see!"
97,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_052","Damn! They're...very slowly getting away."
98,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_050","PaPa HiLdY!"
99,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_051","Gigi!"
100,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_053","Stay strong, my son! I swear I shall find you!"
101,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_055","Remind me again why we didn't just, you know..."
102,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_056","Fine job he did protectin' that mammet of his, eh?"
103,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_057","Do you think they're headed for the old mill? If not, can we go anyway? I haven't had cider in ages!"
104,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_060","Twelve strike me down for a fool! So desperate was I to seize the Grand Sers that I failed to discern their true intent before it was too late. And now poor Gigi is in their clutches! What if I never see my beloved son again!?"
105,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_062","I suppose we ought to be prepared for the worst. They could be halfway to Radz–at–Han by now."
106,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_061","I very much doubt that, given that they were moving at an adamantoise's pace."
107,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_100_061","The little milksop's right. Let's get after the old buggers."
108,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_065","Huh. That's what my mentor used to call me. Among other things. Oh, the memories..."
109,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_063",""
110,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_064",""
111,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_066",""
112,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_067",""
113,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_070","We mustn't act rashly. If they realize they are being watched, they may attempt to flee again...very slowly..."
114,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_100_070",""
115,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_080","So! It seems that the Grand Sers have been caught once more by the very inspector that was trying to catch them."
116,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_081","How ironic. Also, how premature─we have them, yes, but they still have Gigi. Dammit! If only some manner of opportunity would present itself..."
117,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_082","Ask and ye shall receive! We can ambush that wizened dragoon, take him hostage, and demand an exchange!"
118,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_083","Inquisitor Cyr, you disappoint me! A gentleman cannot condone the violent kidnapping and ransom of his elders! No, no, we shall approach this problem as paragons of honor and virtue."
119,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_084","<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> will stalk and subdue the Grand Ser, then relieve him of his armor."
120,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_085","How is stripping an old man naked more gentlemanly than taking him hostage!?"
121,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_086","Rest assured I shall reveal all soon enough! Godsspeed, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!"
122,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_090","Oh, yes, let's not even bother to discuss the moral and ethical implications, much less the legal ones..."
123,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_091","Do take care to obtain the dragoon's armor through gentlemanly means. We must always endeavor to treat our elders with the utmost respect!"
124,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_095","Ahhh! I <Emphasis>knew</Emphasis> you'd... Wait, who are you again? There's something awfully familiar about...those muscular forearms, those strong-yet-tender-looking fingers..."
125,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_096","I say, would you be so kind as to massage my shoulders, young <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lady<Else/>man</If>? There's this lingering ache, this tension that Gonspart can't seem to soothe with his magicks."
126,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_099","Remove my breastplate...? Oh, of course. How silly of me. Pray lend me a hand with the straps?"
127,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_100_100","Truly, young <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lady<Else/>man</If>, you are a saint!"
128,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_100","Ahhh, I swear, it's the little things you begin to appreciate! My dear departed wife used to help me with my armor, you know... Right, right, I should be seated to better receive your tender ministrations."
129,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_101",""
130,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_102",""
131,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_105","Ah, the healing tingle! Would that I had a tincture of salamander with which to treat these aches. My little pigsney used to spread some on my chest and under my nose to help me sleep through the night..."
132,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_106","Come, do not be shy! Work those soothing fingers into each and every knot! Slowly... Make me forget my troubles..."
133,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_103",""
134,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_104",""
135,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_108","Mmm... Harder, harder... Higher, higher... Close your eyes and dream... <snore>"
136,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_107",""
137,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_109","The old dragoon's soft snoring suddenly stops, and you begin to fear you may have borne witness to his final moments. Leaning closer, you extend a hesitant finger...only to stop short when a sudden spasm signals the resumption of his labored breathing..."
138,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_110",""
139,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_111","With the utmost care, you remove Orland's sabatons and breeches, leaving the sleeping old man exposed to the elements and at the mercy of the nearby ravenous bears and tentacled morbols. May he rest in peace."
140,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_112","Good night, sweet prince..."
141,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_128","Ah, my stalwart assistant! By your return I gather you have taken care of the dragoon? And by “taken care” I mean afford him all due courtesy as befitting a man of his years, whilst returning with the equipment I require?"
142,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_128","Capital! Then without further ado, I shall disguise myself as Orland and free Gigi from captivity!"
143,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_129","But you two look nothing alike! They may be old and slow, but they're not blind!"
144,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_130","O ye of little faith, you are in for a treat, for you shall have a front row seat to this magnificent display of Mandervillian guile and subterfuge!"
145,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_131","Hey...is it time for dinner yet?"
146,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_132","We just ate, you daft bugger! <sigh> And where in the hells is Orland? I know he's got to take a piss every hour, but dammit, he could at least be quick about it..."
147,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_135","Greetings, fellow antediluvians! I have returned!"
148,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_133","Oh, bollocks..."
149,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_134","...It's about time."
150,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_136","Okay, <Emphasis>no</Emphasis>, that's <Emphasis>bollocks</Emphasis>─"
151,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_137","Pack up your things. I want us back on the road in ten minutes."
152,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_138","Before we do that, we must first release young Gigi here. 'Tis behavior unbecoming a gentleman to keep children in cages."
153,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_139","What in the seven hells're you blathering about? He's going to get away!"
154,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_140","No, he will not. See? Still here, within my care. Right, then─on a completely unrelated note, I shall now take the boy with me on a brief sojourn into the wilderness."
155,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_141","Fury take me, it's working! He's about to walk out of there with Gigi, and they won't even try to stop him!"
156,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_142","So far, so good..."
157,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_143","Brrr... I'm cold and there are morbols after me..."
158,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_144","I'm me, but you're also me...but that can't be, unless..."
159,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_100_144","...This is it. This is the moment when my life flashes before my eyes. Oh, my dearest pigsney, we'll be together at last..."
160,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_145","Impostor! How dare you attempt to trick me with a ruse so hackneyed it would make a minstrel blush!"
161,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_146","Ye gods! I never realized dying would hurt so much!"
162,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_147","Now's our chance, Gigi! Come with me!"
163,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_148","Vivi, wait!"
164,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_149","My son? What's gotten into you?"
165,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_150","ViVi... ViVi... WhErE hAvE i HeArD tHaT nAmE bEfOrE..."
166,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_151","Remember who you are, Vivi! What you are! A creation of the great Sharlayan archmagus Quan!"
167,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_152","QuAn... QuAn... I... i WaS gIvEn LiFe By..."
168,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_153","GrAnDpApA qUaN!"
169,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_100_153","I rEmEmBeR nOw... We LiVeD tOgEtHeR...aNd He TaUgHt Me MaNy ThInGs AbOuT tHe OuTsIdE wOrLd..."
170,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_159","What...what exactly do you remember, my son?"
171,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_160","EvErYtHiNg...YeS, eVeRyThInG. i ReMeMbEr ThAt GrAnDpApA qUaN cReAtEd Me─ThAt He ToOk CaRe Of Me, RaIsEd Me. AnD tHaT wE wErE vErY hApPy..."
172,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_100_160","BuT tHeN...bUt ThEn He AbAnDoNeD mE! gRaNdPaPa QuAn AbAnDoNeD mE!"
173,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_161","He believed you were flawed, Vivi. That you lacked the power to turn back the hands of time and make him young again. And so, in his ignorance, he cast you out, and died, all alone."
174,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_164","..."
175,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_162","""To turn back the hands of time?“ Then, what we witnessed in the Crozier, with the duke's priceless vase...that power could be brought to bear on people!?"
176,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_165","But wait, how do you know all of this? You couldn't have possibly been associates of this Archmagus Quan!"
177,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_166","We found his journals during one of our many trips into the Great Library. Scavenging for valuable relics is one of the few ways we have left to make a living."
178,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_167","We were famed heroes of the war in our prime, with fortunes to match. But no soldier has the strength to triumph over time, and before we knew it, the hour of the sheath was upon us. Ishgard no longer had need of our services."
179,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_168","So we came here to eke out a living. To keep doing what we do best, until our bodies wouldn't let us. Imagine our surprise when we stumbled upon the opportunity of a lifetime─a <Emphasis>second</Emphasis> lifetime, as it were."
180,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_169","A mammet with the power to take that which was broken and restore it to its prime state. To turn back time with its temporal magicks and give us back our misspent youth."
181,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_171","F-Fury take me, this is all so... I don't even know if there's a precedent to determine whether or not this constitutes heresy..."
182,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_170","We knew where to look, even. With the journals we determined that the mammet was somewhere in the western highlands. A chance...for a second chance, was within reach. And then we were forced to watch as you imbeciles pulled Vivi from the snow, nearly ruining everything!"
183,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_172","Vivi, listen to me! Come with us and we can help you to unlock your true potential!"
184,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_173","Just think what you could accomplish were you to master your magicks! Not only could you make us young again, but you may even have the power to restore life to Archmagus Quan!"
185,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_174","VIVI※VIVIVI★※!"
186,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_175","Impossible! No magick can truly return the dead to us! At best, you can animate a corpse─and I need not review the precepts to declare that the products of necromancy are abominations in the eyes of the Fury!"
187,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_176","Gigi, wait! What of our adventures? What of our gazebo!? You are a Manderville mammet!"
188,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_177","YoU hAvE aLwAyS bEeN sO kInD tO mE, pApA hIlDy, AnD i WiLl FoReVeR bE gRaTeFuL fOr ThAt. BuT...gRaNdPaPa QuAn MaDe Me. He MaDe Me, AnD...i MiSs HiM. sO eVeN iF iT fAiLs, I hAvE tO tRy..."
189,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_178","What are you doing!? They're getting away! We have to stop them!"
190,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_178","...Mayhap we must respect Gigi's decision."
191,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_179","...So that's the end of that chapter, eh? Yer givin' up and comin' back home?"
192,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_180","I too made a decision long ago─to become a traveling inspector, and I have ever stood by it. Mayhap it is from this singular stubbornness of mine that Gigi took inspiration..."
193,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_181","Nay, I cannot abide it! He is my flesh and blood─my son! I dare not let him use his temporal magicks to pervert the natural order!"
194,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_182","Aye, it falls to me, his father, to ensure that Gigi keeps to the righteous path and only utilizes traditional methods of zombification to raise the dead!"
195,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_183","I suppose it'd've been a shame had he given up that easily...though that means I'll have to stick around even longer."
196,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_183","Inquisitor Cyr. I must applaud your dedication to your work, and cannot thank you enough for all you have done on our behalf. Yet I fear if we continue as we are, Gigi may be driven to rash action."
197,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_184","Therefore I would ask that you suspend your pursuit of the Grand Sers for a time, that I might be afforded the opportunity to convince my son to return peacefully."
198,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_100_185","Well...seeing as how we can only guess at the full extent of Gigi's powers, it might prove dangerous to act aggressively should he choose to use them."
199,"TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_184","I knew you would understand. Right, then! There is no time to waste! Nashu─let us retire to our new gazebo and discuss our plans!"
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5 1 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_01 Just when it seems your efforts to attract the attention of the Grand Sers have been in vain, you catch sight of two men watching you from a distance. Upon realizing that they have been observed observing you, they leave, prompting Cyr to speculate that maybe the men are the very charlatans you seek. And so the others pursue them with all haste, save Julyan, who seems content to shrug and follow at her own pace.
6 2 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_02 It is said that Eorzea is a land embraced by gods and forged by heroes, and in the minstrels' songs, these heroes are often described as youths of incomparable bravery and virtue, at the peak of their physical condition. It is therefore something of a shock when you finally catch up to and confront the Grand Sers, whom you discover to be exceedingly experienced warriors in the twilight years of their lives. Yet their age belies their ability, for when Inspector Hildibrand puts forth his accusations, the self-proclaimed slayer of a thousand thousand wyrms launches into the air and prepares to deliver a strike of unimaginable destructive power. Fortunately, you are spared a grisly death when the dragoon seemingly passes out mid-flight and crashes to the ground, surviving only by the grace of Halone, and in spite of his companion's misguided ministrations. It is then that the third Grand Ser calls out from a distance and reveals herself as none other than the elderly woman with whom you spoke in Ishgard and in Idyllshire. While this supposed revelation surprises absolutely no one, the fact that she also somehow managed to abduct and imprison Gigi unfortunately does. Having gained the upper hand, she smugly declares that the mammet will help the Grand Sers reclaim their youth, and the gang makes good their escape under cover of smoke...at a disconcertingly slow pace, that is.
7 3 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_03 Needless to say, Hildibrand has no intention of giving up on his beloved son, and neither do the others. The hunt for the fugitive Grand Sers begins anew, and you can but pray that the elderly criminals have not unexpectedly been imbued with the spirit of swift-moving wolves or some such.
8 4 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_04 It is not long before you and your comrades catch up to the Grand Sers, who have decided to rest for a spell. Before you can debate at length how best to go about freeing Gigi from his iron cage, Orland wanders off alone─creating an opportunity for you to corner and subdue the old man that you might relieve him of his armor. To what end remains unclear, but such are Hildibrand's wishes, and as you know from past experience, it is usually best to simply do what he says and pray that nothing explodes as a result.
9 5 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_05 The elderly dragoon appears to have no recollection of meeting and attempting to murder you, despite it having been less than twelve hours prior. Complaining of an ache in his shoulders, he beseeches you to massage him, inviting you to remove his breastplate that you may better reach his sore muscles. And so you make ready to oblige, having not lost sight of your goal to obtain his armor, even if the methods it seems you must now employ are quite unlike anything you could have ever imagined. Or perhaps would wish to.
10 6 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_06 Freed from the confines of his breastplate, Orland takes a seat upon the ground, inviting you to kneel and tend to his aching shoulders. As you look on the elderly man waiting to receive your ministrations, a long forgotten─or repressed─memory nearly rises to the forefront of your mind before you shove it back down into the depths and crack your fingers in preparation for this most ignoble of duties.
11 7 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_07 Slayer of Gods. Rider of Dragons. Savior of Ishgard. <If(PlayerParameter(4))>Masseuse<Else/>Masseur</If> of the Elderly. Yet a single vigorous session will not serve to satisfy Orland, oh no. Mustering every onze of your courage, you raise up your tired hands and dive once more into the fray.
12 8 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_08 Never have you been so sorely tested by an old man's back. At length you pause, as Orland begins to mutter softly, his words eventually trailing away into a snore. You sense your long ordeal may finally be at an end, but given the dire stakes, you know you must be absolutely, positively, and utterly certain that the dragoon has fallen asleep...
13 9 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_09 For a mercy, you are spared the burden of a third massage, as Orland slumbers softly...like the dead...or dying... Brushing away these morbid thoughts, you look to the sleeping old man's sabatons, which are begging to be stolen.
14 10 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_10 Slayer of Gods. Rider of Dragons. Savior of Ishgard. Stealer of Pants. In what may well be the darkest chapter of your life, you carefully remove Orland's sabatons and breeches, leaving the sleeping old man exposed to the elements and wholly at the mercy of the nearby ravenous bears with their big, nasty teeth and the repugnant morbols with their slimy, undulating tentacles. May he rest in peace.
15 11 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_11 Whispering a prayer for their former owner, you deliver Orland's armor to Inspector Hildibrand, who reveals his bold plan─one exceedingly simple and almost certainly doomed to failure. He dons Orland's armor, seeking to masquerade as one of the Grand Sers, that he might waltz into the camp and free Gigi from captivity without a struggle. Whether by the poor eyesight of his marks or the grace of the gods, his deception somehow succeeds, and he manages to release Gigi from his cage and nearly escape─even after a disoriented Orland wanders back to camp and is promptly mistaken as an impostor by his dear allies. Before you can make good your escape, Dorys cries out and bids Vivi stay, revealing the true identity of the amnesic mammet as a creation of Archmagus Quan, who endeavored to restore his youth through the use of the mammet's temporal magicks. Though Quan died before he could achieve his ambition, the Grand Sers later stumbled upon his journals and attempted to track down the forgotten mammet. Alas, though it pains him to do so, Gigi parts ways with his adopted father and leaves with the Grand Sers, tempted by the possibility that he may be reunited with his creator should he master his powers and raise Archmagus Quan from the dead. Though his will wavers for a moment, Inspector Hildibrand eventually resolves to go after his beloved son and ensure that he only engages in traditional forms of necromancy. After convincing Inquisitor Cyr to suspend his investigation for a time, he then departs for Idyllshire with Nashu in tow to consider their next course of action...as Julyan Manderville ponders quietly the ramifications of a mammet that may have the power to undo the ravages of aging...
16 12 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_12 After reaffirming his decision not to pursue the Grand Sers for the foreseeable future, Cyr demonstrates his highly developed survival instincts by returning to Ishgard with all due haste. Assuming he does not run afoul of the myriad threats which were nearly the cause of his and the others' grisly deaths when they first came to Idyllshire, you will doubtless see him again. If he does, then may he rest in peace.
17 13 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SEQ_13 To your relief, you find Cyr in Ishgard, having returned to the capital bearing no injuries of a physical nature, at the least. His experiences in Idyllshire and with Gigi continue to weigh heavily on his mind, and he intends to scour the inquisition's archives for any information regarding temporal magicks that may shed light on the mammet's true nature. Yet his firm protestations that his interest is purely a professional one seem to belie another, more personal motivation...
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28 24 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_00 Follow Hildibrand outside the gates of Idyllshire.
29 25 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_01 Speak with Hildibrand.
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31 27 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_03 Speak with Orland.
32 28 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_04 Help Orland remove his armor.
33 29 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_05 Massage Orland.
34 30 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_06 Massage Orland again.
35 31 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_07 Massage Orland yet again.
36 32 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_08 Steal Orland's sabatons.
37 33 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_09 Give Orland's armor to Hildibrand.
38 34 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_10 Speak with Cyr.
39 35 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_TODO_11 Speak with Cyr in Foundation.
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52 48 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_000 That old woman must've followed us here from Ishgard. She's involved in this, that much is clear, but the question is how?
53 49 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_001 Gigi's so talented, just like her grandpapa!
54 50 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_002 Even supposin' I were to turn a blind eye to his shenanigans, this is no place to raise a child...
55 51 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_003 HoW dO yOu LiKe My FaMiLy CrEsT? oH─mAyBe I sHoUlD'vE aLsO pAiNtEd GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt AnD gRa─ Er, M'lAdY jUlYaN!
56 52 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_005 <yawn> Much as it pains me to admit it, a gentleman's stamina is not without limits... I daresay I could do with a spot of tea.
57 53 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_006 Hey, Inspector! Is it just me, or have those two been looking at us for the past few minutes?
58 54 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_007 Oh, 'tis quite normal behavior for my adoring fans, I should think. When finally presented with an opportunity to meet their idol in the flesh, all too many succumb to their fear and flee...
59 55 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_007 Or maybe, just maybe, they're the Grand bloody Sers! Come on, come on, they're getting away!
60 56 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_008
61 57 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_010 <huff> <puff> Fury take me, I haven't run like that since Ser Charibert chased me up and down the Steps of Faith brandishing a flaming─ Wait, where is Gigi?
62 58 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_011 Hmph. Spare the flamin' rod, spoil the milksop.
63 59 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_012 Where could those two have got to?
64 60 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_013 ThEy...ThEy WeNt ThAtAwAy! To ThE rIgHt! I'Ll CaTcH uP tO yOu AlL sOoN, sO jUsT gO!
65 61 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_016 Hearken to me, you dastardly rapscallions! You have nowhere to run! Reveal yourselves at once!
66 62 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_017 I shall not ask you again! Come forth, Grand Sers─name yourselves, and answer for your misdeeds!
67 63 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_018 Slayer of a thousand thousand wyrms, the silver spear which hath pierced the very heavens! Oooooorland!
68 64 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_019 Master of magicks ancient and awesome, the divine hand which hath defeated all maladies save senescence and incontinence! Goooooonspart!
69 65 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_020 (-The Grand Sers-)Grand Sers, excelsior!
70 66 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_021 ...I don't know whether to laugh or to cry. Mayhap both.
71 67 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_022 Grandsires! Ahem─Grand Sers! You stand accused of willfully and unlawfully convincing young maidens of Ishgard to attend private parties under false pretenses, thereby inflicting upon them terrible financial and emotional distress!
72 68 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_023 I, Hildibrand, agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire, am come on behalf of these poor, defenseless innocents, and to see that no others are made to suffer as they did! Now, lay down your arms and surrender yourselves into my custody!
73 69 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_024 Hah! The audacity of this boy! You should feel ashamed of your words and deeds!
74 70 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_025 You will rue this day, and rue it hard!
75 71 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_026 Gods, how I've missed this! The air streaming past, the blood pumping, the taste of copper on my lips, the slight dizziness...
76 72 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_027 It was on a day like this that we met, wasn't it? And when we soared into those azure skies we never truly came back down...
77 73 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_028 Do mine eyes deceive? Pigsney of my heart, descended from Halone's halls to guide me to Her bosom!?
78 74 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_029 My beloved! My everything! Long have I waited for this moment! Take me in your arms once more and lift me higher, higher, higher!
79 75 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_030 Higher, higher, higher...
80 76 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_031 Orland!? Orland!? Orlaaaaaaaaand!
81 77 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_032 Alas, poor Orland! I knew him not in the slightest, but he seemed a decent man. Chicanery and attempted murder notwithstanding.
82 78 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_033 Wait─I've seen this before! All too recently... Ahem, yes, anyway! He's only <Emphasis>mostly</Emphasis> dead! If the “master of magicks ancient and awesome” here acts with all haste, the man may yet be saved!
83 79 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_034 Oooh, you are referring to me! I see, I see... With all haste, was it? Yes, yes, I'll get right on that.
84 80 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_035 O mournful voice of creation! Send unto me a creature of the abyss, my thrall to command, that I may smite─ No, wait, that's no good. Hm...let me see...
85 81 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_100_035 Something of a rather less controversial tradition, yeees... Something with more...pep! A vortex of biting winds to rend the flesh...
86 82 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_200_035 ...And smite my foes!
87 83 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_036 Foes!? I thought you were friends!
88 84 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_037 <gasp> <cough> <cough> Saint Reinette bugger me with a bleedin' Gae Bolg, my back! My back!
89 85 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_038 Grrr... 'Twould seem I've underestimated you lot.
90 86 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_039 That...makes two of us?
91 87 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_040 (-???-)Enough! Leave them be─or do you not care what becomes of the mammet?
92 88 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_041 Gigi!? But when? How!?
93 89 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_042 I thought I recognized you! First in Ishgard, then in Idyllshire─you've been following us since we left the capital!
94 90 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_043 Bearer of faces fair and fearsome, the midnight shadow which hath deceived kings and queens! Doooooorys!
95 91 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_044 You can't possibly have been so naive as to think we'd not see through your ridiculous disguises!
96 92 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_045 And yet here you are, so effortlessly and easily lured into our trap. For which we are most grateful, mind─my companions are hardly cut out for life on the road.
97 93 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_046 All has been in preparation for this moment. The parties, the petty schemes─from the first, the objective of this grand design has been this singular mammet.
98 94 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_047 I swear to you, if you harm Gigi in any way─
99 95 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_048 We have no desire to hurt the “boy.” We but require his help to reclaim that which is rightfully ours: our youth.
100 96 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_049 <cough> <cough> Confound it! I can't see!
101 97 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_052 Damn! They're...very slowly getting away.
102 98 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_050 PaPa HiLdY!
103 99 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_051 Gigi!
104 100 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_053 Stay strong, my son! I swear I shall find you!
105 101 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_055 Remind me again why we didn't just, you know...
106 102 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_056 Fine job he did protectin' that mammet of his, eh?
107 103 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_057 Do you think they're headed for the old mill? If not, can we go anyway? I haven't had cider in ages!
108 104 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_060 Twelve strike me down for a fool! So desperate was I to seize the Grand Sers that I failed to discern their true intent before it was too late. And now poor Gigi is in their clutches! What if I never see my beloved son again!?
109 105 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_062 I suppose we ought to be prepared for the worst. They could be halfway to Radz–at–Han by now.
110 106 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_061 I very much doubt that, given that they were moving at an adamantoise's pace.
111 107 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_100_061 The little milksop's right. Let's get after the old buggers.
112 108 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_065 Huh. That's what my mentor used to call me. Among other things. Oh, the memories...
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117 113 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_070 We mustn't act rashly. If they realize they are being watched, they may attempt to flee again...very slowly...
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119 115 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_080 So! It seems that the Grand Sers have been caught once more by the very inspector that was trying to catch them.
120 116 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_081 How ironic. Also, how premature─we have them, yes, but they still have Gigi. Dammit! If only some manner of opportunity would present itself...
121 117 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_082 Ask and ye shall receive! We can ambush that wizened dragoon, take him hostage, and demand an exchange!
122 118 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_083 Inquisitor Cyr, you disappoint me! A gentleman cannot condone the violent kidnapping and ransom of his elders! No, no, we shall approach this problem as paragons of honor and virtue.
123 119 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_084 <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> will stalk and subdue the Grand Ser, then relieve him of his armor.
124 120 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_085 How is stripping an old man naked more gentlemanly than taking him hostage!?
125 121 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_086 Rest assured I shall reveal all soon enough! Godsspeed, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!
126 122 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_090 Oh, yes, let's not even bother to discuss the moral and ethical implications, much less the legal ones...
127 123 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_091 Do take care to obtain the dragoon's armor through gentlemanly means. We must always endeavor to treat our elders with the utmost respect!
128 124 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_095 Ahhh! I <Emphasis>knew</Emphasis> you'd... Wait, who are you again? There's something awfully familiar about...those muscular forearms, those strong-yet-tender-looking fingers...
129 125 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_096 I say, would you be so kind as to massage my shoulders, young <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lady<Else/>man</If>? There's this lingering ache, this tension that Gonspart can't seem to soothe with his magicks.
130 126 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_099 Remove my breastplate...? Oh, of course. How silly of me. Pray lend me a hand with the straps?
131 127 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_100_100 Truly, young <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lady<Else/>man</If>, you are a saint!
132 128 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_100 Ahhh, I swear, it's the little things you begin to appreciate! My dear departed wife used to help me with my armor, you know... Right, right, I should be seated to better receive your tender ministrations.
133 129 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_101
134 130 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_102
135 131 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_105 Ah, the healing tingle! Would that I had a tincture of salamander with which to treat these aches. My little pigsney used to spread some on my chest and under my nose to help me sleep through the night...
136 132 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_106 Come, do not be shy! Work those soothing fingers into each and every knot! Slowly... Make me forget my troubles...
137 133 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_103
138 134 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_104
139 135 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_108 Mmm... Harder, harder... Higher, higher... Close your eyes and dream... <snore>
140 136 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_107
141 137 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_109 The old dragoon's soft snoring suddenly stops, and you begin to fear you may have borne witness to his final moments. Leaning closer, you extend a hesitant finger...only to stop short when a sudden spasm signals the resumption of his labored breathing...
142 138 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_110
143 139 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_111 With the utmost care, you remove Orland's sabatons and breeches, leaving the sleeping old man exposed to the elements and at the mercy of the nearby ravenous bears and tentacled morbols. May he rest in peace.
144 140 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_SYSTEM_000_112 Good night, sweet prince...
145 141 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_128 Ah, my stalwart assistant! By your return I gather you have taken care of the dragoon? And by “taken care” I mean afford him all due courtesy as befitting a man of his years, whilst returning with the equipment I require?
146 142 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_128 Capital! Then without further ado, I shall disguise myself as Orland and free Gigi from captivity!
147 143 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_129 But you two look nothing alike! They may be old and slow, but they're not blind!
148 144 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_130 O ye of little faith, you are in for a treat, for you shall have a front row seat to this magnificent display of Mandervillian guile and subterfuge!
149 145 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GONSPART_000_131 Hey...is it time for dinner yet?
150 146 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_132 We just ate, you daft bugger! <sigh> And where in the hells is Orland? I know he's got to take a piss every hour, but dammit, he could at least be quick about it...
151 147 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_135 Greetings, fellow antediluvians! I have returned!
152 148 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_133 Oh, bollocks...
153 149 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_134 ...It's about time.
154 150 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_136 Okay, <Emphasis>no</Emphasis>, that's <Emphasis>bollocks</Emphasis>─
155 151 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_137 Pack up your things. I want us back on the road in ten minutes.
156 152 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_138 Before we do that, we must first release young Gigi here. 'Tis behavior unbecoming a gentleman to keep children in cages.
157 153 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_139 What in the seven hells're you blathering about? He's going to get away!
158 154 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_140 No, he will not. See? Still here, within my care. Right, then─on a completely unrelated note, I shall now take the boy with me on a brief sojourn into the wilderness.
159 155 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_141 Fury take me, it's working! He's about to walk out of there with Gigi, and they won't even try to stop him!
160 156 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_142 So far, so good...
161 157 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_143 Brrr... I'm cold and there are morbols after me...
162 158 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_144 I'm me, but you're also me...but that can't be, unless...
163 159 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_100_144 ...This is it. This is the moment when my life flashes before my eyes. Oh, my dearest pigsney, we'll be together at last...
164 160 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_145 Impostor! How dare you attempt to trick me with a ruse so hackneyed it would make a minstrel blush!
165 161 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_ORLAND_000_146 Ye gods! I never realized dying would hurt so much!
166 162 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_147 Now's our chance, Gigi! Come with me!
167 163 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_148 Vivi, wait!
168 164 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_149 My son? What's gotten into you?
169 165 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_150 ViVi... ViVi... WhErE hAvE i HeArD tHaT nAmE bEfOrE...
170 166 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_151 Remember who you are, Vivi! What you are! A creation of the great Sharlayan archmagus Quan!
171 167 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_152 QuAn... QuAn... I... i WaS gIvEn LiFe By...
172 168 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_153 GrAnDpApA qUaN!
173 169 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_100_153 I rEmEmBeR nOw... We LiVeD tOgEtHeR...aNd He TaUgHt Me MaNy ThInGs AbOuT tHe OuTsIdE wOrLd...
174 170 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_159 What...what exactly do you remember, my son?
175 171 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_160 EvErYtHiNg...YeS, eVeRyThInG. i ReMeMbEr ThAt GrAnDpApA qUaN cReAtEd Me─ThAt He ToOk CaRe Of Me, RaIsEd Me. AnD tHaT wE wErE vErY hApPy...
176 172 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_100_160 BuT tHeN...bUt ThEn He AbAnDoNeD mE! gRaNdPaPa QuAn AbAnDoNeD mE!
177 173 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_161 He believed you were flawed, Vivi. That you lacked the power to turn back the hands of time and make him young again. And so, in his ignorance, he cast you out, and died, all alone.
178 174 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_164 ...
179 175 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_162 "To turn back the hands of time?“ Then, what we witnessed in the Crozier, with the duke's priceless vase...that power could be brought to bear on people!?
180 176 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_165 But wait, how do you know all of this? You couldn't have possibly been associates of this Archmagus Quan!
181 177 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_166 We found his journals during one of our many trips into the Great Library. Scavenging for valuable relics is one of the few ways we have left to make a living.
182 178 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_167 We were famed heroes of the war in our prime, with fortunes to match. But no soldier has the strength to triumph over time, and before we knew it, the hour of the sheath was upon us. Ishgard no longer had need of our services.
183 179 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_168 So we came here to eke out a living. To keep doing what we do best, until our bodies wouldn't let us. Imagine our surprise when we stumbled upon the opportunity of a lifetime─a <Emphasis>second</Emphasis> lifetime, as it were.
184 180 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_169 A mammet with the power to take that which was broken and restore it to its prime state. To turn back time with its temporal magicks and give us back our misspent youth.
185 181 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_171 F-Fury take me, this is all so... I don't even know if there's a precedent to determine whether or not this constitutes heresy...
186 182 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_170 We knew where to look, even. With the journals we determined that the mammet was somewhere in the western highlands. A chance...for a second chance, was within reach. And then we were forced to watch as you imbeciles pulled Vivi from the snow, nearly ruining everything!
187 183 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_172 Vivi, listen to me! Come with us and we can help you to unlock your true potential!
188 184 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_173 Just think what you could accomplish were you to master your magicks! Not only could you make us young again, but you may even have the power to restore life to Archmagus Quan!
189 185 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_174 VIVI※VIVIVI★※!
190 186 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_175 Impossible! No magick can truly return the dead to us! At best, you can animate a corpse─and I need not review the precepts to declare that the products of necromancy are abominations in the eyes of the Fury!
191 187 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_176 Gigi, wait! What of our adventures? What of our gazebo!? You are a Manderville mammet!
192 188 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_GIGI_000_177 YoU hAvE aLwAyS bEeN sO kInD tO mE, pApA hIlDy, AnD i WiLl FoReVeR bE gRaTeFuL fOr ThAt. BuT...gRaNdPaPa QuAn MaDe Me. He MaDe Me, AnD...i MiSs HiM. sO eVeN iF iT fAiLs, I hAvE tO tRy...
193 189 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_178 What are you doing!? They're getting away! We have to stop them!
194 190 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_178 ...Mayhap we must respect Gigi's decision.
195 191 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_179 ...So that's the end of that chapter, eh? Yer givin' up and comin' back home?
196 192 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_180 I too made a decision long ago─to become a traveling inspector, and I have ever stood by it. Mayhap it is from this singular stubbornness of mine that Gigi took inspiration...
197 193 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_181 Nay, I cannot abide it! He is my flesh and blood─my son! I dare not let him use his temporal magicks to pervert the natural order!
198 194 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_182 Aye, it falls to me, his father, to ensure that Gigi keeps to the righteous path and only utilizes traditional methods of zombification to raise the dead!
199 195 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_183 I suppose it'd've been a shame had he given up that easily...though that means I'll have to stick around even longer.
200 196 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_183 Inquisitor Cyr. I must applaud your dedication to your work, and cannot thank you enough for all you have done on our behalf. Yet I fear if we continue as we are, Gigi may be driven to rash action.
201 197 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_100_184 Therefore I would ask that you suspend your pursuit of the Grand Sers for a time, that I might be afforded the opportunity to convince my son to return peacefully.
202 198 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_100_185 Well...seeing as how we can only guess at the full extent of Gigi's powers, it might prove dangerous to act aggressively should he choose to use them.
203 199 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_HILDIBRAND_000_184 I knew you would understand. Right, then! There is no time to waste! Nashu─let us retire to our new gazebo and discuss our plans!
204 200 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_JULYAN_000_185 On the other hand, if that bloody mammet's really got the power to make them young again, then... Heh heh heh...
205 201 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_DORYS_000_163
206 202 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_190 I said I'd suspend my pursuit, and I will. But that doesn't mean I won't continue my investigation into that mammet and its powers...in Ishgard.
207 203 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_195 Ah, I see you saw fit to return to the capital as well. The inquisition has a rather large collection of heretical tomes, including many of Sharlayan origin, and I had a mind to scour them for information on temporal magicks.
208 204 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_196 This is, of course, all for the sake of...confirming the mammet's heretical origins. Yes, only that...
209 205 TEXT_CHRHDB642_02370_CYR_000_197 Hm? Why are you looking at me like that, as if to imply that my interest in these matters is more than a professional one? I'm sure I don't know what you're <Emphasis>not</Emphasis> talking about. Thank you, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>─that will be all!