7.45 follow-up (#99)

* Update cn

* 7.45 follow-up
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49,"TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_101_000","You must forgive the man. He can be a trifle...demanding at times, but I assure you he means no ill."
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56,"TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_200","From both the principal and my husband I've heard mention of a “blight” brought about by the auracite. Could that portal we just witnessed be a means of spreading it?"
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64,"TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_070","Tell me, what is that breathtaking aroma? The bouquet of roasted grain and sweet cream butter, accented by the subtle tang of woodsmoke... Could it be...?"
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66,"TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_072","And yes, your reward. You must forgive me, for all I have to offer are these cracked crystals found on one of my wanderings through the ancient thoroughfares of Mhach. If you do not care for them, feel free to throw them away. I shall not be in the least offended."
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57,TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_201,No... Now is not the time for idle speculation. You must focus your efforts on the task at hand.
58,TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_210,"You rescued Alma only to watch as Ramza was taken in her stead? Promise me, Player! Promise me you will see this right!"
59,TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_220,"We must do something, Player! Anything! We cannot let it end like this. Tia would never forgive us..."
60,TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_230,"Our thanks, Player. If aught ill had befallen Ramza, his mother would have risen from the Lifestream to haunt us for all eternity. Oh, you presume I jest?"
61,TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_240,"""Lord Dycedarg and the duke would use her as a pawn in their game of thrones! Just as the two of them now use you! Is a man like you not ashamed to be no more than a piece in their game? Have you no pride―no honor?“"
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66,TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_072,"And yes, your reward. You must forgive me, for all I have to offer are these cracked crystals found on one of my wanderings through the ancient thoroughfares of Mhach. If you do not care for them, feel free to throw them away. I shall not be in the least offended."
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53 49 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_101_000 52 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_001 You must forgive the man. He can be a trifle...demanding at times, but I assure you he means no ill. But to do so *sans refreshment* would be in poor taste, indeed. I shall send for an assortment of viands and a bottle of my finest.
54 50 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_100_010 53 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_002 I am sure you are aching to take the weight off your feet after so long and arduous a journey─but my husband seeks an audience. Humor him, I prithee...for me? Then again, why send a minion to do the job of a master? Before me stands a woman in a class all her own when it comes to matters of procurement...as you amply proved earlier.
55 51 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_000 54 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_003 A beacon built atop the ruins of a lost city, you say? I would so like to hear more of this latest adventure... After decades of experimentation, I have found that naught save the *freshest* of freshly baked bacon bread can truly be said to complement my vintage collection. So, shall we say...ten loaves? And none of that day-old stuff. Only the highest quality will do. Understood?
56 52 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_001 55 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_030 But to do so <Emphasis>sans refreshment</Emphasis> would be in poor taste, indeed. I shall send for an assortment of viands and a bottle of my finest. My beloved's obsession with bacon runs deep. There was a time when he would cure and smoke his own meat here on the *Prima Vista*...that is, until the Principal forbade it after being forced to replace half of the company wardrobe due the smell.
57 53 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_002 56 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_200 Then again, why send a minion to do the job of a master? Before me stands a <If(PlayerParameter(4))>woman<Else/>man</If> in a class all <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> own when it comes to matters of procurement...as you amply proved earlier. From both the principal and my husband I've heard mention of a “blight” brought about by the auracite. Could that portal we just witnessed be a means of spreading it?
58 54 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_003 57 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_201 After decades of experimentation, I have found that naught save the <Emphasis>freshest</Emphasis> of freshly baked bacon bread can truly be said to complement my vintage collection. So, shall we say...ten loaves? And none of that day-old stuff. Only the highest quality will do. Understood? No... Now is not the time for idle speculation. You must focus your efforts on the task at hand.
59 55 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_030 58 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_210 My beloved's obsession with bacon runs deep. There was a time when he would cure and smoke his own meat here on the <Emphasis>Prima Vista</Emphasis>...that is, until the Principal forbade it after being forced to replace half of the company wardrobe due the smell. You rescued Alma only to watch as Ramza was taken in her stead? Promise me, Player! Promise me you will see this right!
60 56 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_200 59 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_220 From both the principal and my husband I've heard mention of a “blight” brought about by the auracite. Could that portal we just witnessed be a means of spreading it? We must do something, Player! Anything! We cannot let it end like this. Tia would never forgive us...
61 57 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_201 60 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_230 No... Now is not the time for idle speculation. You must focus your efforts on the task at hand. Our thanks, Player. If aught ill had befallen Ramza, his mother would have risen from the Lifestream to haunt us for all eternity. Oh, you presume I jest?
62 58 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_210 61 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_240 You rescued Alma only to watch as Ramza was taken in her stead? Promise me, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! Promise me you will see this right! "Lord Dycedarg and the duke would use her as a pawn in their game of thrones! Just as the two of them now use you! Is a man like you not ashamed to be no more than a piece in their game? Have you no pride―no honor?“
63 59 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_220 62 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_241 We must do something, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! Anything! We cannot let it end like this. Tia would never forgive us... Hmmm... There is something lacking in the delivery. A touch more tempered fury, perhaps. A sidelong glance into a swift turn and then─ Ah, Player. Simply practicing my lines.
64 60 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_230 63 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_050 Our thanks, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. If aught ill had befallen Ramza, his mother would have risen from the Lifestream to haunt us for all eternity. Oh, you presume I jest? I imagine one with your myriad talents could procure ten loaves of high-quality bacon bread without a second thought. Mayhap I should have asked for a score...?
65 61 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_240 64 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_070 "Lord Dycedarg and the duke would use her as a pawn in their game of thrones! Just as the two of them now use you! Is a man like you not ashamed to be no more than a piece in their game? Have you no pride―no honor?“ Tell me, what is that breathtaking aroma? The bouquet of roasted grain and sweet cream butter, accented by the subtle tang of woodsmoke... Could it be...?
66 62 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_BEWITCHINGMEMBER_000_241 65 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_071 Hmmm... There is something lacking in the delivery. A touch more tempered fury, perhaps. A sidelong glance into a swift turn and then─ Ah, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Simply practicing my lines. Ahhh, it is! Bacon bread─and of a quality seldom seen outside the realm's most decorated bakeries. So armed, we can at last celebrate the latest of your unparalleled achievements. A toast!
67 63 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_050 66 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_072 I imagine one with your myriad talents could procure ten loaves of high-quality bacon bread without a second thought. Mayhap I should have asked for a score...? And yes, your reward. You must forgive me, for all I have to offer are these cracked crystals found on one of my wanderings through the ancient thoroughfares of Mhach. If you do not care for them, feel free to throw them away. I shall not be in the least offended.
64 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_070 Tell me, what is that breathtaking aroma? The bouquet of roasted grain and sweet cream butter, accented by the subtle tang of woodsmoke... Could it be...?
65 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_071 Ahhh, it is! Bacon bread─and of a quality seldom seen outside the realm's most decorated bakeries. So armed, we can at last celebrate the latest of your unparalleled achievements. A toast!
66 TEXT_STMBDI211_03093_WANDERINGWRITER_000_072 And yes, your reward. You must forgive me, for all I have to offer are these cracked crystals found on one of my wanderings through the ancient thoroughfares of Mhach. If you do not care for them, feel free to throw them away. I shall not be in the least offended.