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1,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_01","Frustrated at yet another interruption at the hands of his nemesis Hildibrand, Briardien has resolved to continue the investigation at the Coliseum, where the Mythril Cup melee will soon begin. Return and speak with Dour Meadow."
2,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_02","The Mythril Cup melee commences! With the other combatants distracted in the heat of battle, Ultros attempts to employ the gold truffles he purchased from Syntgoht to elicit a mighty sneeze from his friend Typhon─the power behind Avila's so-called Tempest Blade. However, the purple fiend only succeeds in getting the fungi roasted to savory perfection by the unwitting Hildibrand. Inspector Briardien swiftly observes the Ala Mhigan gladiatrix's suspicious movements, shortly thereafter revealing Typhon and the conspirators' scheme for all to see. Ultros squirms out of responsibility by assigning all the blame to Avila, successfully convincing Dour Meadow to hold a final event among those who still remain standing in the wake of the storm. Speak with Briardien before departing for the climactic confrontation."
3,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_03","Less than impressed at the octopus's machinations, Briardien expresses his confidence in your ability to make some sense out of this madness. Make for Halatali and speak with Dour Meadow when you are ready to do battle."
4,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_04","The final battle for the Mythril Cup─and the priceless relic sought by the phantom thief─will pit you and seven of your comrades against the dastardly duo of Ultros and Typhon in a special arena known as the Dragon's Neck. Who will remain standing when the storms subside? The challenge awaits!
※The Dragon's Neck can be accessed via the Duty Finder."
4,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_04","The final battle for the Mythril Cup─and the priceless relic sought by the phantom thief─will pit you and seven of your comrades against the dastardly duo of Ultros and Typhon in a special arena known as the Dragon's Neck. Who will remain standing when the storms subside? The challenge awaits!
※The Dragon's Neck can be accessed via the Duty Finder."
5,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_05","You succeed in making seafood soup out of Ultros and his oversized companion. Speak with Inspector Briardien, who will doubtless be pleased with your efforts."
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78,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_BRIARDIEN_000_115","The girl's gaze gives it away! Open that gate at once!"
79,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_TYPHON_000_116","(-???-)Fuuuuuun...gahhh?"
80,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AUDIENCEA00204_000_118","Wh-What is that monstrosity!?"
83,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_TYPHON_000_121","Fu...fu...fu...
FUUUNNN-GAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
81,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_119","Mister T-Typhon! Is that your st-stomach I hear rumbling? C-Could I interest you in some roasted truffles, perhaps?"
82,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_000_120","What fascinating friends you have, Ulty! Why, just look at this charming little nose! Hmmm? Is he perhaps suffering from a case of the sniffles?"
83,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_TYPHON_000_121","Fu...fu...fu...
FUUUNNN-GAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
@@ -110,10 +107,8 @@ FUUUNNN-GAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
100,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_BRIARDIEN_000_160","There is no telling what inane trickery that octopus will attempt next. Be on your guard, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>."
101,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ELLIE_000_160","I suppose if anyone can defeat those fiends, it's you. Be safe, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>."
102,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_170","Well, this tourney's turned into a right mess. With all the trouble I took preparin' consolation prizes for the melee, it looks like we won't be needin' 'em, after all."
106,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_150","Combatants! The final confrontation will
be held here, atop the Dragon's Neck!"
107,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_151","If all members of a team fall from the platform,
they forfeit the match. Let the battle begin!"
103,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_100_170","'Course, as long as you're bringin' in the spectators─and the profits─I could give a gnat's arse! Gar har har!"
104,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_171","Now, I know what you're thinkin'─two against one ain't fair, especially when one of the two is the size of a small house. So here's the deal: why don't ye bring along some o' your friends for the battle─let's say seven of 'em. That should even the odds, aye?"
105,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_180","Now, I know what you're thinkin'─two against one ain't fair, especially when one of the two is the size of a small house. So here's the deal: you can recruit seven o' your friends for the battle. That should even the odds, aye?"
106,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_150","Combatants! The final confrontation will
be held here, atop the Dragon's Neck!"
@@ -137,8 +132,7 @@ they forfeit the match. Let the battle begin!"
123,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_000_307","G-Greg!? 'Tis always a pleasure to reunite with old friends, but your timing truly leaves something to be desired!"
124,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_GILGAMESH_000_308","<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! You bested me once, but not today! I shall have my revenge when I pierce your chest with my spear!"
125,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_BRIARDIEN_000_309","Do you not mean...your <Emphasis>skewer</Emphasis>?"
131,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_TYPHON_100_311","Fu...fu...fu...fu...
FUNNNNNN-GAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!"
126,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_GILGAMESH_000_310","...My spear!"
127,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_GILGAMESH_100_310","Vile thief! Is there not a shred of honor in you? Return my weapon at once!"
128,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AMANYFACEDPHANTOMTHIEF_200_310","Oh ho, it seems we have an unexpected guest. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I fear attendance at today's performance is by invitation only."
129,"TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_200_311","Hm? Now it's raining truffles? But the battle's already..."
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5 1 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_01 Frustrated at yet another interruption at the hands of his nemesis Hildibrand, Briardien has resolved to continue the investigation at the Coliseum, where the Mythril Cup melee will soon begin. Return and speak with Dour Meadow.
6 2 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_02 The Mythril Cup melee commences! With the other combatants distracted in the heat of battle, Ultros attempts to employ the gold truffles he purchased from Syntgoht to elicit a mighty sneeze from his friend Typhon─the power behind Avila's so-called Tempest Blade. However, the purple fiend only succeeds in getting the fungi roasted to savory perfection by the unwitting Hildibrand. Inspector Briardien swiftly observes the Ala Mhigan gladiatrix's suspicious movements, shortly thereafter revealing Typhon and the conspirators' scheme for all to see. Ultros squirms out of responsibility by assigning all the blame to Avila, successfully convincing Dour Meadow to hold a final event among those who still remain standing in the wake of the storm. Speak with Briardien before departing for the climactic confrontation.
7 3 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_03 Less than impressed at the octopus's machinations, Briardien expresses his confidence in your ability to make some sense out of this madness. Make for Halatali and speak with Dour Meadow when you are ready to do battle.
8 4 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_04 The final battle for the Mythril Cup─and the priceless relic sought by the phantom thief─will pit you and seven of your comrades against the dastardly duo of Ultros and Typhon in a special arena known as the Dragon's Neck. Who will remain standing when the storms subside? The challenge awaits! ※The Dragon's Neck can be accessed via the Duty Finder. The final battle for the Mythril Cup─and the priceless relic sought by the phantom thief─will pit you and seven of your comrades against the dastardly duo of Ultros and Typhon in a special arena known as the Dragon's Neck. Who will remain standing when the storms subside? The challenge awaits! ※The Dragon's Neck can be accessed via the Duty Finder.
5 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_05 You succeed in making seafood soup out of Ultros and his oversized companion. Speak with Inspector Briardien, who will doubtless be pleased with your efforts.
6 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_06 Briardien praises you for your efforts, which he hopes will serve to keep the priceless relic out of the grasp of the many-faced thief. Return to the Coliseum and speak with Dour Meadow to claim your hard-earned spoils.
9 7 5 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_07 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_05 No sooner had the award ceremony begun than does the phantom thief make his grand entrance. Hildibrand confronts him, only to find his path obstructed by a spear cast by Gilgamesh, who has returned to avenge the defeat he suffered at your hands. Hildibrand moves quickly, deftly disarming his erstwhile traveling companion. As the hulking duelist angrily chases the inspector about the Coliseum, the phantom thief takes advantage of the chaos, dropping from the rafters a single gold truffle. Its aroma tickles the sensitive nose of Typhon, the resulting sneeze sending the ring soaring through the air. Just as Hildibrand has given up hope, Godbert returns, seizing his son by the legs and hurling him heavensward─and clear through the Coliseum roof─with truly Mandervillian strength. Events take another turn when the victor's ring is revealed as a fake, and the thief produces a common key and declares his intentions to claim the <Emphasis>true</Emphasis> treasure─the Ring of Inquiry, sat safely in the storehouse as a consolation prize. Upon hearing this, Dour Meadow panics and calls for the Stone Torches to pursue, but it is for naught, as the fiend absconds with the priceless relic. As Inspector Briardien and Ellie ponder what has transpired, a massive challenge card falls from above, and another mighty sneeze─this time from Nashu─sends it toppling over the unfortunate Hildibrand. The message speaks of four sacred treasures and justice served, which Godbert recognizes as a reference to an old legend from the times of the Belah'dians. Inspector Briardien and Ellie muse that the thief holds a deep-seated grudge against the wealthy and the powerful, but other than that, it is not immediately evident where the thief intends to strike next... You succeed in making seafood soup out of Ultros and his oversized companion. Speak with Inspector Briardien, who will doubtless be pleased with your efforts.
10 8 6 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_08 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_06 Briardien praises you for your efforts, which he hopes will serve to keep the priceless relic out of the grasp of the many-faced thief. Return to the Coliseum and speak with Dour Meadow to claim your hard-earned spoils.
11 9 7 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_09 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_SEQ_07 No sooner had the award ceremony begun than does the phantom thief make his grand entrance. Hildibrand confronts him, only to find his path obstructed by a spear cast by Gilgamesh, who has returned to avenge the defeat he suffered at your hands. Hildibrand moves quickly, deftly disarming his erstwhile traveling companion. As the hulking duelist angrily chases the inspector about the Coliseum, the phantom thief takes advantage of the chaos, dropping from the rafters a single gold truffle. Its aroma tickles the sensitive nose of Typhon, the resulting sneeze sending the ring soaring through the air. Just as Hildibrand has given up hope, Godbert returns, seizing his son by the legs and hurling him heavensward─and clear through the Coliseum roof─with truly Mandervillian strength. Events take another turn when the victor's ring is revealed as a fake, and the thief produces a common key and declares his intentions to claim the <Emphasis>true</Emphasis> treasure─the Ring of Inquiry, sat safely in the storehouse as a consolation prize. Upon hearing this, Dour Meadow panics and calls for the Stone Torches to pursue, but it is for naught, as the fiend absconds with the priceless relic. As Inspector Briardien and Ellie ponder what has transpired, a massive challenge card falls from above, and another mighty sneeze─this time from Nashu─sends it toppling over the unfortunate Hildibrand. The message speaks of four sacred treasures and justice served, which Godbert recognizes as a reference to an old legend from the times of the Belah'dians. Inspector Briardien and Ellie muse that the thief holds a deep-seated grudge against the wealthy and the powerful, but other than that, it is not immediately evident where the thief intends to strike next...
84 82 80 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_000_120 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AUDIENCEA00204_000_118 What fascinating friends you have, Ulty! Why, just look at this charming little nose! Hmmm? Is he perhaps suffering from a case of the sniffles? Wh-What is that monstrosity!?
85 83 81 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_TYPHON_000_121 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_119 Fu...fu...fu... FUUUNNN-GAAAHHHHHHHHH! Mister T-Typhon! Is that your st-stomach I hear rumbling? C-Could I interest you in some roasted truffles, perhaps?
86 84 82 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AUDIENCEA00204_000_122 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_000_120 C-Could it be? Avila's vaunted Tempest Blade...it was that monster all along! The girl played us all for fools! What fascinating friends you have, Ulty! Why, just look at this charming little nose! Hmmm? Is he perhaps suffering from a case of the sniffles?
87 85 83 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_123 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_TYPHON_000_121 D-Don't look at me! It was all <Emphasis>her</Emphasis> idea! I-I'm just a stupid octopus! Fu...fu...fu... FUUUNNN-GAAAHHHHHHHHH!
86 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AVILA_000_124 <Emphasis>You</Emphasis> were the one who approached <Emphasis>me</Emphasis>, you double-dealing fiend!
88 87 84 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_125 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AUDIENCEA00204_000_122 I-I just wanted to experience the thrill of battle! You know, for my work and all! Come on, Dour, has Uncle Ulty ever lied to you? C-Could it be? Avila's vaunted Tempest Blade...it was that monster all along! The girl played us all for fools!
89 88 85 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AUDIENCEB00204_000_126 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_123 What did I tell ye? I <Emphasis>knew</Emphasis> there was somethin' fishy about that Ala Mhigan whore! D-Don't look at me! It was all <Emphasis>her</Emphasis> idea! I-I'm just a stupid octopus!
90 89 86 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AUDIENCEC00204_000_127 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AVILA_000_124 Ala Mhigans... <spit> Beggars and brutes, the lot of 'em. We give them a home in our lands, and this is the thanks we get? Send her to Garlemald for all I care─just get her out o' my sight before I get sick! <Emphasis>You</Emphasis> were the one who approached <Emphasis>me</Emphasis>, you double-dealing fiend!
107 106 103 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_150 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_100_170 Combatants! The final confrontation will be held here, atop the Dragon's Neck! 'Course, as long as you're bringin' in the spectators─and the profits─I could give a gnat's arse! Gar har har!
108 107 104 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_151 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_171 If all members of a team fall from the platform, they forfeit the match. Let the battle begin! Now, I know what you're thinkin'─two against one ain't fair, especially when one of the two is the size of a small house. So here's the deal: why don't ye bring along some o' your friends for the battle─let's say seven of 'em. That should even the odds, aye?
109 108 105 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_152 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_180 Seafood soup is <Emphasis>not</Emphasis> on the menu today, kids! Now, I know what you're thinkin'─two against one ain't fair, especially when one of the two is the size of a small house. So here's the deal: you can recruit seven o' your friends for the battle. That should even the odds, aye?
110 109 106 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_160 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_150 Thwarted again! I feel like such a sucker... Combatants! The final confrontation will be held here, atop the Dragon's Neck!
111 110 107 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_161 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_151 And <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> claims the Mythril Cup! If all members of a team fall from the platform, they forfeit the match. Let the battle begin!
111 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ELLIE_000_165 You did it, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! With any luck, we've seen the last of that lecherous devilfish.
112 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_BRIARDIEN_000_200 Good show, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Your performance has earned us front row seats at the award ceremony.
112 113 108 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_BRIARDIEN_000_201 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_152 This should afford us the perfect vantage point to thwart the thief. Come, let us return to the Coliseum. Seafood soup is <Emphasis>not</Emphasis> on the menu today, kids!
113 114 109 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_000_210 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_000_160 A most remarkable display of martial skill, my adventuring friend! Clearly you have been observing me well in our travels together! Thwarted again! I feel like such a sucker...
114 115 110 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_BRIARDIEN_000_215 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_DOURMEADOW_000_161 The ceremony will begin any moment now. Be on your guard─our adversary may be anywhere...or anyone. And <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> claims the Mythril Cup!
132 133 128 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_GODBERT_102_311 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_AMANYFACEDPHANTOMTHIEF_200_310 (-???-)Giving up so soon, are we? ...Those don't sound like the words of a Manderville man. Oh ho, it seems we have an unexpected guest. I appreciate your enthusiasm, but I fear attendance at today's performance is by invitation only.
133 134 129 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_103_311 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_200_311 B-But of course! Brilliant, Father! If the ring won't come to me, I shall go to the ring! Why, it'll be just like Dalamud! Hm? Now it's raining truffles? But the battle's already...
134 135 130 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_GODBERT_200_311 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_ORTHRUS_100_311 Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville... M-Mister Typhon...? Ah, er...just a moment, I'm sure I had a tissue here somewh─
135 136 131 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_GODBERT_104_311 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_TYPHON_100_311 ...Skyward, as only a Manderville can! Fu...fu...fu...fu... FUNNNNNN-GAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!!!
137 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_105_311 F-Father! You know not your own strengaaaaaaHHHHHH...!
136 138 132 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HOTCH_200_311 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_101_311 Nine hundred and ninety-seven! Nine hundred and ninety-eight! Nine hundred and ninety... Alas and alack! The ring sails straight into the hands of the fiend!
137 139 133 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_300_311 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_GODBERT_102_311 ...aaaAAAaaahhhHHHhhh-oof! (-???-)Giving up so soon, are we? ...Those don't sound like the words of a Manderville man.
138 140 134 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HUTCHIN_200_312 TEXT_CHRHDB404_00204_HILDIBRAND_103_311 These legs! They look strangely...familiar. B-But of course! Brilliant, Father! If the ring won't come to me, I shall go to the ring! Why, it'll be just like Dalamud!