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4,"TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_A1_000_003","Nothing."
5,"TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_010","Tell you about myself...? You really are a stranger here, aren't you. Too much talk can get a person killed."
6,"TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_011","My father talked too much once─complained about his job. A “friend” reported him to the authorities, and then the soldiers came to take him away as a “suspected insurgent.” I never saw him again."
7,"TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_012","And then there was my little brother. When a group of patriots heard he was a laborer for the Empire, they strung him up from a tree.
So, no─you don't talk about yourself around here."
7,"TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_012","And then there was my little brother. When a group of patriots heard he was a laborer for the Empire, they strung him up from a tree.
So, no─you don't talk about yourself around here."
8,"TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_020","Radiata? Well, this village is home to those who labor at Castrum Abania or Specula Imperatoris. Think of it as an imperial slave pen."
9,"TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_021","It certainly wasn't called “Radiata” by the folk who live here. It had a different name once, but you'll not hear anyone say it out loud. That earns you a visit from the correction officers."
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8 4 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_A1_000_003 Nothing.
9 5 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_010 Tell you about myself...? You really are a stranger here, aren't you. Too much talk can get a person killed.
10 6 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_011 My father talked too much once─complained about his job. A “friend” reported him to the authorities, and then the soldiers came to take him away as a “suspected insurgent.” I never saw him again.
11 7 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_012 And then there was my little brother. When a group of patriots heard he was a laborer for the Empire, they strung him up from a tree. So, no─you don't talk about yourself around here. And then there was my little brother. When a group of patriots heard he was a laborer for the Empire, they strung him up from a tree. So, no─you don't talk about yourself around here.
8 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_020 Radiata? Well, this village is home to those who labor at Castrum Abania or Specula Imperatoris. Think of it as an imperial slave pen.
12 9 8 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_021 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_020 It certainly wasn't called “Radiata” by the folk who live here. It had a different name once, but you'll not hear anyone say it out loud. That earns you a visit from the correction officers. Radiata? Well, this village is home to those who labor at Castrum Abania or Specula Imperatoris. Think of it as an imperial slave pen.
13 10 9 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_022 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_021 You tell other villagers you're from Radiata, though, and it'll get you spit on. To everyone else, we're the Empire's “whipped curs.” It certainly wasn't called “Radiata” by the folk who live here. It had a different name once, but you'll not hear anyone say it out loud. That earns you a visit from the correction officers.
14 11 10 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_023 TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_022 We lose either way. If we're to be treated like dogs for where we were born, then we've no choice but to live like one... You tell other villagers you're from Radiata, though, and it'll get you spit on. To everyone else, we're the Empire's “whipped curs.”