Patch 4.25

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1,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_01","After further enlightening you on the history of Ishgard and the dragoons, Ser Alberic sends you off to undertake your next trial. Travel once again to Witchdrop and seek out Ser Heustienne."
2,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_02","After meeting with Ser Heustienne of Ishgard, you are set upon by a bevy of banemites. The beasts have proven no match for your skill with the lance, however, and they have been put down. Speak again with the knight."
3,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_03","Ser Heustienne is impressed with your abilities, which remind her of Estinien himself. Return and inform Ser Alberic that you have passed your trial."
4,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_04","Ser Alberic is pleased to see you pass your most challenging trial yet. He encourages you to continue your training in earnest, assuring you that the day when you may stand before Estinien as his equal is not far off.
※The next dragoon quest will be available from Alberic upon reaching level 45."
4,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_04","Ser Alberic is pleased to see you pass your most challenging trial yet. He encourages you to continue your training in earnest, assuring you that the day when you may stand before Estinien as his equal is not far off.
※The next dragoon quest will be available from Alberic upon reaching level 45."
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50,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_002","Tell me, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>─do you believe that these events truly transpired? Or are you inclined to think them faerie tales? I ask you this because few folk have seen dragons in the flesh besides we Ishgardians, and most would as soon dismiss them as products of the imagination."
51,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_003","Alas, dragons are no less real than you and I, with Nidhogg perhaps the most real of all. In the course of its history, Ishgard has suffered the creature's wrath on eight separate occasions. Each time the great wyrm rouses, the blood of countless Ishgardians is spilled."
52,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_004","Let us revisit the past once more, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. The time is twenty summers past, and the place Dravania."
55,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_007","Raging infernos painting the belly of the sky an angry red... The agonized screams of innocents fading into deathly silence...
In my station as the Azure Dragoon, I was there through it all─bore witness to all the horrors."
53,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_005","After a century in slumber, Nidhogg awakened once more to resume his reign of terror. Entire villages were razed to the ground, their inhabitants reduced to smoldering ash."
54,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_006","Sensing the great wyrm's unbridled rage, others of his kind began to rouse, and in such numbers as to blot out the sun with their wings. A deep, foreboding darkness swept over Ishgard."
57,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_009","The battle unfolded in a tiny settlement on the edge of Coerthas, raging on for three days and three nights with neither side able to gain a decisive advantage. Remaining on my feet by sheer force of will, I realized that it must end now else it shouldn't end well.
Marshaling my last onze of strength, I wagered all on a single thrust."
55,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_007","Raging infernos painting the belly of the sky an angry red... The agonized screams of innocents fading into deathly silence...
In my station as the Azure Dragoon, I was there through it all─bore witness to all the horrors."
56,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_008","But there was no time to offer even a silent prayer. Nidhogg lingered in one place only long enough to lay it to waste, and when he took wing, so too did I pursue him, a man possessed. This game of cat and mouse continued for what seemed an eternity before I found myself face-to-face with the great wyrm."
57,"TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_009","The battle unfolded in a tiny settlement on the edge of Coerthas, raging on for three days and three nights with neither side able to gain a decisive advantage. Remaining on my feet by sheer force of will, I realized that it must end now else it shouldn't end well.
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5 1 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_01 After further enlightening you on the history of Ishgard and the dragoons, Ser Alberic sends you off to undertake your next trial. Travel once again to Witchdrop and seek out Ser Heustienne.
6 2 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_02 After meeting with Ser Heustienne of Ishgard, you are set upon by a bevy of banemites. The beasts have proven no match for your skill with the lance, however, and they have been put down. Speak again with the knight.
7 3 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_03 Ser Heustienne is impressed with your abilities, which remind her of Estinien himself. Return and inform Ser Alberic that you have passed your trial.
8 4 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_SEQ_04 Ser Alberic is pleased to see you pass your most challenging trial yet. He encourages you to continue your training in earnest, assuring you that the day when you may stand before Estinien as his equal is not far off. ※The next dragoon quest will be available from Alberic upon reaching level 45. Ser Alberic is pleased to see you pass your most challenging trial yet. He encourages you to continue your training in earnest, assuring you that the day when you may stand before Estinien as his equal is not far off. ※The next dragoon quest will be available from Alberic upon reaching level 45.
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56 54 52 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_006 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_004 Sensing the great wyrm's unbridled rage, others of his kind began to rouse, and in such numbers as to blot out the sun with their wings. A deep, foreboding darkness swept over Ishgard. Let us revisit the past once more, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. The time is twenty summers past, and the place Dravania.
57 55 53 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_007 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_005 Raging infernos painting the belly of the sky an angry red... The agonized screams of innocents fading into deathly silence... In my station as the Azure Dragoon, I was there through it all─bore witness to all the horrors. After a century in slumber, Nidhogg awakened once more to resume his reign of terror. Entire villages were razed to the ground, their inhabitants reduced to smoldering ash.
58 56 54 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_008 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_006 But there was no time to offer even a silent prayer. Nidhogg lingered in one place only long enough to lay it to waste, and when he took wing, so too did I pursue him, a man possessed. This game of cat and mouse continued for what seemed an eternity before I found myself face-to-face with the great wyrm. Sensing the great wyrm's unbridled rage, others of his kind began to rouse, and in such numbers as to blot out the sun with their wings. A deep, foreboding darkness swept over Ishgard.
59 57 55 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_009 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_007 The battle unfolded in a tiny settlement on the edge of Coerthas, raging on for three days and three nights with neither side able to gain a decisive advantage. Remaining on my feet by sheer force of will, I realized that it must end now else it shouldn't end well. Marshaling my last onze of strength, I wagered all on a single thrust. Raging infernos painting the belly of the sky an angry red... The agonized screams of innocents fading into deathly silence... In my station as the Azure Dragoon, I was there through it all─bore witness to all the horrors.
58 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_010 My lance struck home, burying deep in the ruin of my opponent's empty eye socket. Yet before I could withdraw my weapon, the wyrm lashed out wildly in its agony, dealing a blow that left me sprawled upon the scorched earth, nigh insensate.
60 59 56 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_011 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_008 In that instant, I thought myself surely doomed...but Halone was not finished with me. Having lost the taste for battle, Nidhogg let loose a bloodcurdling roar before fleeing to the sky. The battle was over. But there was no time to offer even a silent prayer. Nidhogg lingered in one place only long enough to lay it to waste, and when he took wing, so too did I pursue him, a man possessed. This game of cat and mouse continued for what seemed an eternity before I found myself face-to-face with the great wyrm.
61 60 57 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_012 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_009 While I did not perish from my injuries, they rendered my body unfit to bear the power of the dragon, and I was Azure Dragoon no more. Lying bedridden, my thoughts wandered to all the innocent lives that had been lost─the people I had failed to protect. The battle unfolded in a tiny settlement on the edge of Coerthas, raging on for three days and three nights with neither side able to gain a decisive advantage. Remaining on my feet by sheer force of will, I realized that it must end now else it shouldn't end well. Marshaling my last onze of strength, I wagered all on a single thrust.
61 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_013 That last conflict with the dragons of Dravania left countless orphans in its wake. Estinien is one of them, the sole survivor of Ferndale, the final village to suffer Nidhogg's wrath.
62 62 58 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_014 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_010 With none left to care for him, I did the only thing I could: I took Estinien as mine own son, instructing him in the way of the dragoon when he was of an age to learn. Yet I would not have you think me noble. My actions were born not of compassion but of guilt. My guilt at having failed him. My lance struck home, burying deep in the ruin of my opponent's empty eye socket. Yet before I could withdraw my weapon, the wyrm lashed out wildly in its agony, dealing a blow that left me sprawled upon the scorched earth, nigh insensate.
63 63 59 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_015 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_011 But alas, I have also failed him as a father. For what manner of man did I bring him up to be? A thief who would endanger the life of every one of his countrymen. In that instant, I thought myself surely doomed...but Halone was not finished with me. Having lost the taste for battle, Nidhogg let loose a bloodcurdling roar before fleeing to the sky. The battle was over.
64 64 60 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_016 TEXT_JOBDRG400_01069_ALBERIC_000_012 Aye, you heard me right─all of Ishgard may suffer for his crime. Though we know little and less of the minds of dragons, it is conceivable that the disturbance surrounding his stolen eye will rouse Nidhogg to awaken once more. That his kin have already stirred from their slumber serves as fair warning of that. While I did not perish from my injuries, they rendered my body unfit to bear the power of the dragon, and I was Azure Dragoon no more. Lying bedridden, my thoughts wandered to all the innocent lives that had been lost─the people I had failed to protect.