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0,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_00","Hilda has a message from the manufactory."
1,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_01","Hilda informs you that Stephanivien has completed his examination of Hrunting. Make your way to the manufactory and learn what the chief machinist has discovered."
2,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_02","Stephanivien reveals that the hilt of the sacred blade was altered to conceal a small training bomb. While lacking in lethality, the explosion would be sufficient to disrupt the ceremony and cast doubt upon Ser Aymeric's authority as well as the Hounds' competence. The chief machinist also mentions the circulation of nasty rumors, whose purpose appears to be to discredit the watch and thereby cripple the initiative to arm Ishgard's commoners.
Seeking to make the most of this opportunity, Muscadain proposes a plan to catch the culprits red-handed. Return to the Brume, and discuss your part in this operation with Hilda."
3,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_03","Hilda outlines the strategy, and you join Stephanivien and the others at Saint Valeroyant's Forum. After a tense few moments, the chief machinist's device locates a signal in the Brume, and you set off to confront the instigators of this underhanded plot.
You discover a noblewoman holding the detonator, but she and her allies prove reluctant to yield to the Hounds' authority. Battle is joined, and with Ser Muscaidain's support, you eventually triumph over Baroness Melisie."
2,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_02","Stephanivien reveals that the hilt of the sacred blade was altered to conceal a small training bomb. While lacking in lethality, the explosion would be sufficient to disrupt the ceremony and cast doubt upon Ser Aymeric's authority as well as the Hounds' competence. The chief machinist also mentions the circulation of nasty rumors, whose purpose appears to be to discredit the watch and thereby cripple the initiative to arm Ishgard's commoners.
Seeking to make the most of this opportunity, Muscadain proposes a plan to catch the culprits red-handed. Return to the Brume, and discuss your part in this operation with Hilda."
3,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_03","Hilda outlines the strategy, and you join Stephanivien and the others at Saint Valeroyant's Forum. After a tense few moments, the chief machinist's device locates a signal in the Brume, and you set off to confront the instigators of this underhanded plot.
@@ -59,13 +55,11 @@ You discover a noblewoman holding the detonator, but she and her allies prove re
47,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_TODO_23",""
48,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_999_000","I signed on to teach Brume rats 'ow to shoot, an' the next thing I know I'm neck-deep in shite. I'd better be gettin' some extra coin for this investigation work..."
49,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_000","We've just had a messenger from the manufactory: seems they've finished lookin' over the sword."
54,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_012","There's a storm brewin'...
Time to cast our nets an' see what we can catch."
50,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_001","Let's head on over, and hear what Lord Stephanivien has to say."
51,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SYMME_000_002","It's almost time for the ceremony. I wonder if them knight initiates are feeling nervous..."
52,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_EUDESTAND_000_010","It don't matter what they did to that blade. The Hounds have a job to do, and we'll damn well do it."
53,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_011","Ready to go, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Lord Stephanivien'll be waitin' for us."
58,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_023","Bloody hells...
Someone went to a lot of trouble to sneak that bomb into the ceremony. An assassination attempt?"
54,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_012","There's a storm brewin'...
Time to cast our nets an' see what we can catch."
55,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_020","All the relevant parties appear to be present. If you would, Lord Stephanivien?"
56,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_021","Very well. I'll cut straight to the point: I discovered a small bomb concealed inside the hilt of the sword."
@@ -114,12 +108,10 @@ Someone went to a lot of trouble to sneak that bomb into the ceremony. An assass
98,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_509","Hah, got your attention this time, didn't I? A good thing, too, since I've a wagon-load more questions for you. Here's one: are your inquisitor friends there goin' to come quietly?"
99,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_TEMPLEKIGHTLEADER02909_000_510","(-???-)You and your “Hounds” will be the only ones surrending their arms this day."
100,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_TEMPLEKIGHTLEADER02909_000_512","Not only have you interfered with official inquisitorial business, you've also insulted and accused an innocent member of the nobility. Mayhap a spell in the dungeons will remind you of your station!"
107,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_100_100","That went well.
...Wait, where's the noblewoman?"
101,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_513","Now, see here! The Hounds have solid evidence that these individuals are party to a serious crime. Speak with Ser Muscadain, and all will all be expl─"
102,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_514","Ah, now we meet the rest o' the rats. If ye was wonderin' 'ow the noble wench got 'old of a trainin' bomb or cleared a route through the Vault for them bandits, then 'ere's yer answer. I reckoned they'd show their whiskers sooner or later."
103,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_515","You're sworn to protect Ishgard, and you choose to throw your lot in with this highborn dolt? Ser Aymeric's fightin' to keep the city from tearin' itself apart! Why don't you just stab a blade in his back, while you're at it?"
110,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_130_100","<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!?
Come on, you lot! After her!"
104,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_516","Hmph. The time for empty bravado has passed, child. We are not common savages─give yourselves up, and I promise you shall live to see the morrow."
105,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_517","Hah, you can stick that “promise” right up your arse. That common enough for you?"
106,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_518","This is over. In our authority as Ishgard's watch, we're takin' you in for the crimes of larceny, insurgency, and general bloody idiocy!"
107,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_100_100","That went well.
@@ -134,8 +126,7 @@ Come on, you lot! After her!"
114,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_103","The chosen few? An accident of birth allowed us the privilege to fight for our nation, and I for one welcome our new comrades-in-arms. Your actions brand you an enemy of Ishgard, and you will pay for your crimes!"
115,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_104","This is blasphemy─I am an inquisitor! You betray your bloodline, and thus it falls to me to excise the corruption seeping into our nation's veins!"
116,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_600","...It is finished."
125,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_609","I must go now and see to the processing of the prisoners.
...Be well, Sister."
117,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_601","The baroness and her cronies believe that none but the nobility are fit to lead Ishgard's people. They resented efforts to bring highborn and lowborn closer in standing, and 'twould seem that the Hounds' formation was too great a threat to be endured."
118,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_602","All we want's a little respect and the strength to defend our home. What are they so bloody afraid of?"
119,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_603","They fear the erosion of their status, and I must confess to feeling a whisper of that unreasoning terror. Had I succumbed to my jealousy and hate, I may have joined them upon their twisted path."
120,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_604","But I had misjudged you. I believed you so reviled the circumstances of your birth, that you sought only to bring ruin upon Ishgard."
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135,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_207","'Tis gratifying indeed to see how far you've come."
136,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_208","Now, I really must return to the workshop. This mountain of commissions only grows larger the longer I neglect it...as Joye would so sharply remind me!"
137,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_209","We'd best get back to the Brume, ourselves. Symme and Eudestand'll be wonderin' what's become of us."
147,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_225","Alright, let's not get all bloody sentimental, then. I'm off.
Fair winds to ye, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>."
138,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SYMME_000_210","We did it, eh? After all that, the ceremony went smooth as a babe's backside! I wonder what our next assignment'll be..."
139,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_EUDESTAND_000_211","After seein' how them Temple Knights handled guard duty, I realized a few things the Hounds could stand to do better. A bit more trainin' and a bit more discipline, and we'll get there."
140,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_212","Our job 'ere is finished, wouldn't ye say, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>?"
141,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_213","Thank you, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. With your and Rostnsthal's assistance, Hilda and her Hounds have carved themselves a proper place in the city. Ah, my prospectometer never steers me wrong!"
151,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_FST_001_001","Go ahead and resist us, then.
I bloody dare you."
152,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_FST_001_002","How <Emphasis>dare</Emphasis> you speak to me in such a manner!
Dispose of this lowborn filth!"
142,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_220","The sword's been returned, the baroness is in fetters, and the Hounds have shown themselves a force to be reckoned with. Happy endings all round, eh?"
143,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_221","Yer lads an' lasses was a bit rough to start with, but I can't rightly call 'em pups anymore. Ye'll do fine without us, I'd say."
144,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_222","What, so you're both leavin', then? I thought you'd have a few more tricks to share..."
154,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001","'Twould seem we are past talking.
Forward, Hounds!"
155,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_001","<growl> I will turn to heresy if I must!
Perish by fire and fang!"
145,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_223","Don't start whinin' now, lass. We've given ye the tools an' the foundation─ye can build the rest o' the bleedin' house yerself."
146,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_224","Aye, that we can. Thank you..."
147,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_225","Alright, let's not get all bloody sentimental, then. I'm off.
157,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_003","Can't say I expected that from an inquisitor.
She's lost her bloody marbles!"
158,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_004","Gahahahahaha!
Death to the lowborn! Death to all vermin!"
159,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_003_001","Gahahahahaha!
Burn! Burn in righteous flame!"
160,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_001","You have defiled my beloved Ishgard!
I will turn this city to ash!"
161,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_002","I don't like the looks o' that fireball.
Better do summat, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!"
162,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_003","I've got your back, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!
Come over to me!"
Fair winds to ye, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>."
148,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_226","Our thanks to you as well, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Come back and visit when you can─I'm sure the Hounds'll have some new stories to tell!"
149,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_QIB_001_TODO_1","Defeat the knights and inquisitors!"
150,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_QIB_001_TODO_2","Defeat Baroness Melisie!"
151,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_FST_001_001","Go ahead and resist us, then.
I bloody dare you."
152,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_FST_001_002","How <Emphasis>dare</Emphasis> you speak to me in such a manner!
Dispose of this lowborn filth!"
153,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001","I'll kill you! I'll kill you all!"
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4 0 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_00 Hilda has a message from the manufactory.
5 1 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_01 Hilda informs you that Stephanivien has completed his examination of Hrunting. Make your way to the manufactory and learn what the chief machinist has discovered.
6 2 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_02 Stephanivien reveals that the hilt of the sacred blade was altered to conceal a small training bomb. While lacking in lethality, the explosion would be sufficient to disrupt the ceremony and cast doubt upon Ser Aymeric's authority as well as the Hounds' competence. The chief machinist also mentions the circulation of nasty rumors, whose purpose appears to be to discredit the watch and thereby cripple the initiative to arm Ishgard's commoners. Seeking to make the most of this opportunity, Muscadain proposes a plan to catch the culprits red-handed. Return to the Brume, and discuss your part in this operation with Hilda. Stephanivien reveals that the hilt of the sacred blade was altered to conceal a small training bomb. While lacking in lethality, the explosion would be sufficient to disrupt the ceremony and cast doubt upon Ser Aymeric's authority as well as the Hounds' competence. The chief machinist also mentions the circulation of nasty rumors, whose purpose appears to be to discredit the watch and thereby cripple the initiative to arm Ishgard's commoners. Seeking to make the most of this opportunity, Muscadain proposes a plan to catch the culprits red-handed. Return to the Brume, and discuss your part in this operation with Hilda.
7 3 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_03 Hilda outlines the strategy, and you join Stephanivien and the others at Saint Valeroyant's Forum. After a tense few moments, the chief machinist's device locates a signal in the Brume, and you set off to confront the instigators of this underhanded plot. You discover a noblewoman holding the detonator, but she and her allies prove reluctant to yield to the Hounds' authority. Battle is joined, and with Ser Muscaidain's support, you eventually triumph over Baroness Melisie. Hilda outlines the strategy, and you join Stephanivien and the others at Saint Valeroyant's Forum. After a tense few moments, the chief machinist's device locates a signal in the Brume, and you set off to confront the instigators of this underhanded plot. You discover a noblewoman holding the detonator, but she and her allies prove reluctant to yield to the Hounds' authority. Battle is joined, and with Ser Muscaidain's support, you eventually triumph over Baroness Melisie.
4 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_04 The successful conclusion to the operation appears to have nurtured a measure of mutual respect between Hilda and Ser Muscadain. The Temple Knight's farewell, however, comes with an unexpected revelation: it would seem the two are brother and sister. Having acknowledged her sibling, and the part Stephanivien played in her maturation, Hilda is eager to return to the Brume once more.
5 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_05 Rostnsthal deems the Hounds capable of carrying out their duties without further instruction, and takes his leave of Ishgard. Hilda thanks you for all you have done, her confidence leaving no doubt in your mind that the watch will earn even greater accolades in the days to come.
6 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_06
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8 8 4 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_08 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_04 The successful conclusion to the operation appears to have nurtured a measure of mutual respect between Hilda and Ser Muscadain. The Temple Knight's farewell, however, comes with an unexpected revelation: it would seem the two are brother and sister. Having acknowledged her sibling, and the part Stephanivien played in her maturation, Hilda is eager to return to the Brume once more.
9 9 5 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_09 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_05 Rostnsthal deems the Hounds capable of carrying out their duties without further instruction, and takes his leave of Ishgard. Hilda thanks you for all you have done, her confidence leaving no doubt in your mind that the watch will earn even greater accolades in the days to come.
10 10 6 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_10 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_06
55 55 51 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_020 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SYMME_000_002 All the relevant parties appear to be present. If you would, Lord Stephanivien? It's almost time for the ceremony. I wonder if them knight initiates are feeling nervous...
56 56 52 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_021 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_EUDESTAND_000_010 Very well. I'll cut straight to the point: I discovered a small bomb concealed inside the hilt of the sword. It don't matter what they did to that blade. The Hounds have a job to do, and we'll damn well do it.
57 57 53 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_022 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_011 This particular explosive was part of a batch intended for Temple Knight training purposes, and is designed to be detonated from a distance. I won't bore you with specifics, but I assure that I am quite familiar with its capabilities─after all, I was the one who made it. Ready to go, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Lord Stephanivien'll be waitin' for us.
58 58 54 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_023 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_012 Bloody hells... Someone went to a lot of trouble to sneak that bomb into the ceremony. An assassination attempt? There's a storm brewin'... Time to cast our nets an' see what we can catch.
59 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_024 Unlikely. As I said, these bombs were designed for training exercises─even if you were grasping the hilt when it exploded, you wouldn't even lose a finger. Some nasty burns, at the worst.
59 60 55 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_025 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_020 That would be more than enough. If the sacred blade were to be dropped during the investitures, many in the crowd would interpret that as a sign from the Fury. The lord commander's authority would come into question, and responsibility for the incident would fall squarely upon the Hounds. All the relevant parties appear to be present. If you would, Lord Stephanivien?
60 61 56 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_026 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_021 Ah, so someone wishes to discredit the watch beyond salvation. That would explain the ridiculous rumors presently circulating amongst the lords and ladies... Very well. I'll cut straight to the point: I discovered a small bomb concealed inside the hilt of the sword.
61 62 57 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_027 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_022 Rumors? What rumors? This particular explosive was part of a batch intended for Temple Knight training purposes, and is designed to be detonated from a distance. I won't bore you with specifics, but I assure that I am quite familiar with its capabilities─after all, I was the one who made it.
62 63 58 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_028 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_023 Why, that Hrunting's theft and recovery was orchestrated entirely by the watch itself. Some of the more impressionable members of the nobility are convinced you armed bandits with firearms, instructed them to steal the sword, then captured them yourselves to elevate your standing. Bloody hells... Someone went to a lot of trouble to sneak that bomb into the ceremony. An assassination attempt?
64 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_029 Then the mood's already sour an' simmerin'. If the sword exploded on top o' that, it'd be like throwin' oil on the fire! Reason be damned, it'd be the watch's 'eads on the choppin' block!
63 65 59 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_030 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_024 Who could have instigated the gossip behind these baseless accusations? I ordered the events surrounding Hrunting's theft to be kept in the strictest of confidences... Unlikely. As I said, these bombs were designed for training exercises─even if you were grasping the hilt when it exploded, you wouldn't even lose a finger. Some nasty burns, at the worst.
64 66 60 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_Q1_000_000 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_025 Who began the rumors? That would be more than enough. If the sacred blade were to be dropped during the investitures, many in the crowd would interpret that as a sign from the Fury. The lord commander's authority would come into question, and responsibility for the incident would fall squarely upon the Hounds.
65 67 61 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_A1_000_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_026 The woman who arranged the theft. Ah, so someone wishes to discredit the watch beyond salvation. That would explain the ridiculous rumors presently circulating amongst the lords and ladies...
108 110 104 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_130_100 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_516 <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!? Come on, you lot! After her! Hmph. The time for empty bravado has passed, child. We are not common savages─give yourselves up, and I promise you shall live to see the morrow.
109 111 105 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_100 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_517 Aid, ser knight! I know not their grievance, but these lowborn ruffians seek to cause me harm! Hah, you can stick that “promise” right up your arse. That common enough for you?
110 112 106 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_101 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_518 Let us dispense with the theatrics, Baroness Melisie. After capturing your accomplice at the ceremony, it was surprisingly easy to prise free the details of your plan. This is over. In our authority as Ishgard's watch, we're takin' you in for the crimes of larceny, insurgency, and general bloody idiocy!
111 113 107 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_102 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_100_100 You have sided with these...these common curs!? I'd thought you a proud member of the nobility! As one of the chosen few, how can you countenance any act that places power in the filthy hands of the Brume-born!? That went well. ...Wait, where's the noblewoman?
114 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_103 The chosen few? An accident of birth allowed us the privilege to fight for our nation, and I for one welcome our new comrades-in-arms. Your actions brand you an enemy of Ishgard, and you will pay for your crimes!
112 115 108 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_104 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_110_100 This is blasphemy─I am an inquisitor! You betray your bloodline, and thus it falls to me to excise the corruption seeping into our nation's veins! Bah, the wench must've slipped away while we was in the thick of it. She can't 'ave gotten far!
113 116 109 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_600 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_120_100 ...It is finished. There! She flees towards the Arc!
114 117 110 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_601 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_130_100 The baroness and her cronies believe that none but the nobility are fit to lead Ishgard's people. They resented efforts to bring highborn and lowborn closer in standing, and 'twould seem that the Hounds' formation was too great a threat to be endured. <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!? Come on, you lot! After her!
118 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_602 All we want's a little respect and the strength to defend our home. What are they so bloody afraid of?
115 119 111 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_603 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_100 They fear the erosion of their status, and I must confess to feeling a whisper of that unreasoning terror. Had I succumbed to my jealousy and hate, I may have joined them upon their twisted path. Aid, ser knight! I know not their grievance, but these lowborn ruffians seek to cause me harm!
116 120 112 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_604 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_101 But I had misjudged you. I believed you so reviled the circumstances of your birth, that you sought only to bring ruin upon Ishgard. Let us dispense with the theatrics, Baroness Melisie. After capturing your accomplice at the ceremony, it was surprisingly easy to prise free the details of your plan.
117 121 113 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_605 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_102 Until recently, you wouldn't have been far off the mark. It was <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> and Ser Aymeric who convinced me that fightin' for change was a damn sight more worthwhile than addin' to the misery. You have sided with these...these common curs!? I'd thought you a proud member of the nobility! As one of the chosen few, how can you countenance any act that places power in the filthy hands of the Brume-born!?
126 130 122 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_203 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_606 Not summat I bring up often, no. And I don't reckon Muscadain was too keen on declarin' his relation to the Mongrel, especially after he'd inherited the old man's estate. ...Indeed.
127 131 123 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_204 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_607 Well, might be as ye can put that bad blood behind ye now. Better'n drownin' in it, anyroad. Pray forgive the barbs I have slung at you and your Hounds, Captain. I have been blind to the courage and determination of the commonfolk, and I humbly request that the watch continue to aid us in the defense of the city.
128 132 124 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_205 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_608 Might be as you're right, Rostnsthal. ...You didn't deserve all the spite I spat at you, neither. I see <Emphasis>his</Emphasis> face when I look at you, and I just can't bloody help myself. I'll try to work on that, though, eh?
129 133 125 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_206 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_609 A most admirable woman you've become, my dear, not to mention a champion to the people of the Brume. It seems I was right to put that firearm in your hand. I must go now and see to the processing of the prisoners. ...Be well, Sister.
134 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_206 And I thank you for takin' that gamble. You gave me more'n just a weapon that day: you gave me control over my fate. If it weren't for you, I'd likely still be scroungin' in the street and cursin' at the sky.
130 135 126 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_207 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_610 'Tis gratifying indeed to see how far you've come. ...Sister!?
131 136 127 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_208 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_200 Now, I really must return to the workshop. This mountain of commissions only grows larger the longer I neglect it...as Joye would so sharply remind me! You are siblings, then? I was unaware that you and Ser Muscadain were so closely connected.
132 137 128 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_209 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_201 We'd best get back to the Brume, ourselves. Symme and Eudestand'll be wonderin' what's become of us. Left that part out, did I? Aye, he's my half-brother─born to another woman after my darlin' dad cast my mum back onto the streets.
148 153 144 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_222 I'll kill you! I'll kill you all! What, so you're both leavin', then? I thought you'd have a few more tricks to share...
149 154 145 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_223 'Twould seem we are past talking. Forward, Hounds! Don't start whinin' now, lass. We've given ye the tools an' the foundation─ye can build the rest o' the bleedin' house yerself.
150 155 146 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_224 <growl> I will turn to heresy if I must! Perish by fire and fang! Aye, that we can. Thank you...
151 156 147 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_002 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_225 ...Did she just quaff the blood of a dragon!? I'd heard the tales, but to see the transformation firsthand... Alright, let's not get all bloody sentimental, then. I'm off. Fair winds to ye, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
157 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_003 Can't say I expected that from an inquisitor. She's lost her bloody marbles!
152 158 148 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_004 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_226 Gahahahahaha! Death to the lowborn! Death to all vermin! Our thanks to you as well, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Come back and visit when you can─I'm sure the Hounds'll have some new stories to tell!
153 159 149 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_003_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_QIB_001_TODO_1 Gahahahahaha! Burn! Burn in righteous flame! Defeat the knights and inquisitors!
154 160 150 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_QIB_001_TODO_2 You have defiled my beloved Ishgard! I will turn this city to ash! Defeat Baroness Melisie!
155 161 151 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_002 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_FST_001_001 I don't like the looks o' that fireball. Better do summat, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! Go ahead and resist us, then. I bloody dare you.
156 162 152 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_003 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_FST_001_002 I've got your back, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! Come over to me! How <Emphasis>dare</Emphasis> you speak to me in such a manner! Dispose of this lowborn filth!
163 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_DEAD Like a dog...in the gutter...
164 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_BATTLETALK_DEAD Should've stayed in the pub...
157 165 153 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_DEAD TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 Blast... I must bow out... I'll kill you! I'll kill you all!
158 166 154 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_BATTLETALK_DEAD TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 Forgive me... 'Twould seem we are past talking. Forward, Hounds!
159 167 155 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_SEC_003_002 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_001 （★未使用／削除予定★） <growl> I will turn to heresy if I must! Perish by fire and fang!
160 156 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_002 ...Did she just quaff the blood of a dragon!? I'd heard the tales, but to see the transformation firsthand...
161 157 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_003 Can't say I expected that from an inquisitor. She's lost her bloody marbles!
162 158 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_004 Gahahahahaha! Death to the lowborn! Death to all vermin!
163 159 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_003_001 Gahahahahaha! Burn! Burn in righteous flame!
164 160 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_001 You have defiled my beloved Ishgard! I will turn this city to ash!
165 161 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_002 I don't like the looks o' that fireball. Better do summat, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!
166 162 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_003 I've got your back, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! Come over to me!
167 163 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_DEAD Like a dog...in the gutter...
168 164 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_BATTLETALK_DEAD Should've stayed in the pub...
169 165 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_DEAD Blast... I must bow out...