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0,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_SEQ_00","Lyngsath is concerned about the health of a certain guild member."
1,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_SEQ_01","One of your guildmates, a woman named Diving Dove, has been looking strangely tense of late, but is too engrossed in her work to take the time to relax. Concerned for her well-being, Lyngsath bids you prepare her some dried prunes, in the hope that they might help to lighten her burden. The pixie plums required to make them can be obtained in the wilderness, or purchased via the market board in Hawkers' Alley."
2,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_SEQ_02","Pretending to seek her opinion on your handiwork, you succeed in convincing Diving Dove to eat your dried prunes. She soon sees through your ruse, however, and takes umbrage at Lyngsath's interference. Thankfully, her mortification swiftly passes, and she admits to feeling moved by your gift, before promising to take better care of herself in future.
※The next culinarian quest will be available from Lyngsath upon reaching level 25."
2,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_SEQ_02","Pretending to seek her opinion on your handiwork, you succeed in convincing Diving Dove to eat your dried prunes. She soon sees through your ruse, however, and takes umbrage at Lyngsath's interference. Thankfully, her mortification swiftly passes, and she admits to feeling moved by your gift, before promising to take better care of herself in future.
※The next culinarian quest will be available from Lyngsath upon reaching level 25."
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49,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_2","Speakin' of 'ealth, one of our lot ain't been 'er normal self o' late. Divin' Dove's 'er name, an' she's 'avin' a bit o' trouble <Emphasis>lettin' go</Emphasis>, judgin' by the grimace she's been wearin'."
50,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_3","I told the poor woman she should take better care of 'erself, but she'll barely leave the kitchen fer <Emphasis>anythin'</Emphasis>─which is prob'ly 'ow the problem came about, now I comes to think of it. Anyroad, if it ain't sorted soon, I'm worried she'll burst."
51,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_4","D'ye know what a pixie plum is, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>son</If>? 'Tis a fruit what's native to Coerthas, an' jus' the thing to 'elp solve Divin' Dove's problem. Trouble is, they're bitter as sin when fresh."
54,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_7","Ye can pick the plums in the wilds if yer fond o' foragin'. Failin' that, take a gander at the market board in West 'Awkers' Alley. Oh, an' once the prunes're ready, see that Divin' Dove eats 'em, would ye?
...Aye, an', um...ye might want to avoid lettin' on about the whys an' wherefores... Touchy subject, an' all that."
52,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_5","...Which is why plenty o' chefs don't cook with the things. 'Course, what they don't know is, ye can get rid o' the bitterness by dryin' 'em. Better still, doin' so brings out their natural sweetness without affectin' their other properties, givin' rise to the noble treat that is the dried prune."
53,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_6","Now, I would've made these prunes meself, but we ain't got no plums at the moment, an' I can't very well leave me post to go an' get 'em. So I needs <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> to do the procurin' an' the makin' in me stead."
54,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_7","Ye can pick the plums in the wilds if yer fond o' foragin'. Failin' that, take a gander at the market board in West 'Awkers' Alley. Oh, an' once the prunes're ready, see that Divin' Dove eats 'em, would ye?
...Aye, an', um...ye might want to avoid lettin' on about the whys an' wherefores... Touchy subject, an' all that."
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59,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_13","The drying process rids them of that, you say?"
60,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_14","I had no idea."
61,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_15","In truth, the only thing I <Emphasis>did</Emphasis> know about pixie plums is that they're a traditional remedy fo─ <gasp>"
65,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_19","And...strangely...moving.
As busy as I am, I am not so busy as Master Lyngsath, yet somehow he finds the time to look after his many charges while I can scarcely spare a moment to look after myself."
62,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_16","N-Now, look here! We've barely exchanged two words since you joined this guild, and yet here you are being...being...<Emphasis>presumptuous</Emphasis>!"
63,"TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_17","...What? It was all the <Emphasis>guildmaster's</Emphasis> idea!?"
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4 0 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_SEQ_00 Lyngsath is concerned about the health of a certain guild member.
5 1 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_SEQ_01 One of your guildmates, a woman named Diving Dove, has been looking strangely tense of late, but is too engrossed in her work to take the time to relax. Concerned for her well-being, Lyngsath bids you prepare her some dried prunes, in the hope that they might help to lighten her burden. The pixie plums required to make them can be obtained in the wilderness, or purchased via the market board in Hawkers' Alley.
6 2 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_SEQ_02 Pretending to seek her opinion on your handiwork, you succeed in convincing Diving Dove to eat your dried prunes. She soon sees through your ruse, however, and takes umbrage at Lyngsath's interference. Thankfully, her mortification swiftly passes, and she admits to feeling moved by your gift, before promising to take better care of herself in future. ※The next culinarian quest will be available from Lyngsath upon reaching level 25. Pretending to seek her opinion on your handiwork, you succeed in convincing Diving Dove to eat your dried prunes. She soon sees through your ruse, however, and takes umbrage at Lyngsath's interference. Thankfully, her mortification swiftly passes, and she admits to feeling moved by your gift, before promising to take better care of herself in future. ※The next culinarian quest will be available from Lyngsath upon reaching level 25.
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55 53 51 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_6 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_4 Now, I would've made these prunes meself, but we ain't got no plums at the moment, an' I can't very well leave me post to go an' get 'em. So I needs <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> to do the procurin' an' the makin' in me stead. D'ye know what a pixie plum is, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>son</If>? 'Tis a fruit what's native to Coerthas, an' jus' the thing to 'elp solve Divin' Dove's problem. Trouble is, they're bitter as sin when fresh.
56 54 52 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_7 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_5 Ye can pick the plums in the wilds if yer fond o' foragin'. Failin' that, take a gander at the market board in West 'Awkers' Alley. Oh, an' once the prunes're ready, see that Divin' Dove eats 'em, would ye? ...Aye, an', um...ye might want to avoid lettin' on about the whys an' wherefores... Touchy subject, an' all that. ...Which is why plenty o' chefs don't cook with the things. 'Course, what they don't know is, ye can get rid o' the bitterness by dryin' 'em. Better still, doin' so brings out their natural sweetness without affectin' their other properties, givin' rise to the noble treat that is the dried prune.
57 55 53 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_10 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_6 Hm? You want me to give you my opinion on your handiwork? Now, I would've made these prunes meself, but we ain't got no plums at the moment, an' I can't very well leave me post to go an' get 'em. So I needs <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> to do the procurin' an' the makin' in me stead.
58 56 54 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_001_10 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_LYNGSATH_000_7 Well, my dodo won't need turning for a little while, so I suppose I can spare a moment. Let's go to the upper floor. Ye can pick the plums in the wilds if yer fond o' foragin'. Failin' that, take a gander at the market board in West 'Awkers' Alley. Oh, an' once the prunes're ready, see that Divin' Dove eats 'em, would ye? ...Aye, an', um...ye might want to avoid lettin' on about the whys an' wherefores... Touchy subject, an' all that.
57 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_11 Oh, these are lovely! What kind of fruit did you say they were?
59 58 55 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_12 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_10 ...<Emphasis>Pixie plums</Emphasis>? Well I never. There isn't a hint of bitterness about them. Hm? You want me to give you my opinion on your handiwork?
60 59 56 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_13 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_001_10 The drying process rids them of that, you say? Well, my dodo won't need turning for a little while, so I suppose I can spare a moment. Let's go to the upper floor.
61 60 57 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_14 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_11 I had no idea. Oh, these are lovely! What kind of fruit did you say they were?
66 65 62 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_19 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_16 And...strangely...moving. As busy as I am, I am not so busy as Master Lyngsath, yet somehow he finds the time to look after his many charges while I can scarcely spare a moment to look after myself. N-Now, look here! We've barely exchanged two words since you joined this guild, and yet here you are being...being...<Emphasis>presumptuous</Emphasis>!
67 66 63 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_20 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_17 I've been working so hard...but maybe effort is not the answer. Perhaps I just need to relax a little... Thank you for the gift. I promise to take better care of myself in the future. ...What? It was all the <Emphasis>guildmaster's</Emphasis> idea!?
68 64 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_18 Oh...GODS! Has the man no decency!? This is an <Emphasis>outrageous</Emphasis> invasion of my privacy! Unforgivable! And...<rumble>...uhhh...
69 65 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_19 And...strangely...moving. As busy as I am, I am not so busy as Master Lyngsath, yet somehow he finds the time to look after his many charges while I can scarcely spare a moment to look after myself.
70 66 TEXT_CLSCUL201_00259_DIVINGDOVE_000_20 I've been working so hard...but maybe effort is not the answer. Perhaps I just need to relax a little... Thank you for the gift. I promise to take better care of myself in the future.