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47,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_TODO_23",""
48,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_HLOONH_000_000","Fancy yourself a romantic, friend? Do you oft find yourself gazing off into the horizon, yearning to travel in search of storied relics left behind by the heroes of yore? Yes, you say? Then do I ever have a proposal for you!"
49,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_HLOONH_000_001","I was accosted the other day by a slobbering drunkard─bear with me now, I assure you this gets better─who most eagerly regaled me─from what I could gather amidst slurred speech and copious amounts of spittle, that is─with the tale of a treasure map he had stumbled upon in his travels."
50,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_HLOONH_000_002","I don't recall the particulars─I was emptying my innards of some foul swill at the time, you see─but it sounded rather convincing to my ale-addled brain. What I do remember is that the fellow mentioned striking out at first light for Raincatcher Gully to visit a miner friend.
50,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_HLOONH_000_002","I don't recall the particulars─I was emptying my innards of some foul swill at the time, you see─but it sounded rather convincing to my ale-addled brain. What I do remember is that the fellow mentioned striking out at first light for Raincatcher Gully to visit a miner friend.
Should the prospect of hunting for hidden riches set your heart aflutter, I reckon you might still find him there."
51,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_010","Hidden treasures? Hah! Another gil-crazed greenhorn reeled in by Ealdwine's tall tales, eh? Yes, Ealdwine─that's the dodderin' fool's name, though mind ye, I've not known him to limit his consumption to any one type o' brew."
52,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_011","Aye, saw him just the other day, I did, clutchin' some tattered, piss-yellow parchment like it was made o' solid mythril. “Thish ish m' ticket to fortune,” he blabbered─not half so eloquently, mind ye─before stumblin' out the tavern doors...and promptly fallin' flat on his mug, like as not."
52,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_011","Aye, saw him just the other day, I did, clutchin' some tattered, piss-yellow parchment like it was made o' solid mythril. “Thish ish m' ticket to fortune,” he blabbered─not half so eloquently, mind ye─before stumblin' out the tavern doors...and promptly fallin' flat on his mug, like as not."
53,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_012","Did I see the map meself, ye say? Did I ever! Why, the fool shoved it in my face so many times that I swear the mold left the page to take up residence in me nostrils. 'Twas a mess of blue and brown splotches that Ealdwine swore was Camp Bronze Lake, with a big red “X” to the southeast.
Yer not thinkin' of goin' there, are ye? Take my word, ye'll find naught but a sorry drunkard and his sack o' broken dreams."
54,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_013","Ealdwine's map? 'Twas a mess of blue and brown splotches that the fool swore was Camp Bronze Lake, with a big red “X” to the southeast. Yer not thinkin' of goin' there, are ye? Take my word, ye'll find naught but a sorry drunkard and his sack o' broken dreams."
55,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_020","Wh-Who goesh there!? Wait, don't tell me... Ye've come to help ol' Ealdwine dig for buried treasuresh!"
56,"TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_021","Well, I'll have ye know, I'm farin' jusht fine by m'shelf. Jus' look at that─hic!─beauty over there."
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51 47 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_TODO_23
52 48 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_HLOONH_000_000 Fancy yourself a romantic, friend? Do you oft find yourself gazing off into the horizon, yearning to travel in search of storied relics left behind by the heroes of yore? Yes, you say? Then do I ever have a proposal for you!
53 49 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_HLOONH_000_001 I was accosted the other day by a slobbering drunkard─bear with me now, I assure you this gets better─who most eagerly regaled me─from what I could gather amidst slurred speech and copious amounts of spittle, that is─with the tale of a treasure map he had stumbled upon in his travels.
54 50 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_HLOONH_000_002 I don't recall the particulars─I was emptying my innards of some foul swill at the time, you see─but it sounded rather convincing to my ale-addled brain. What I do remember is that the fellow mentioned striking out at first light for Raincatcher Gully to visit a miner friend. Should the prospect of hunting for hidden riches set your heart aflutter, I reckon you might still find him there. I don't recall the particulars─I was emptying my innards of some foul swill at the time, you see─but it sounded rather convincing to my ale-addled brain. What I do remember is that the fellow mentioned striking out at first light for Raincatcher Gully to visit a miner friend. Should the prospect of hunting for hidden riches set your heart aflutter, I reckon you might still find him there.
55 51 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_010 Hidden treasures? Hah! Another gil-crazed greenhorn reeled in by Ealdwine's tall tales, eh? Yes, Ealdwine─that's the dodderin' fool's name, though mind ye, I've not known him to limit his consumption to any one type o' brew.
56 51 52 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_010 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_011 Hidden treasures? Hah! Another gil-crazed greenhorn reeled in by Ealdwine's tall tales, eh? Yes, Ealdwine─that's the dodderin' fool's name, though mind ye, I've not known him to limit his consumption to any one type o' brew. Aye, saw him just the other day, I did, clutchin' some tattered, piss-yellow parchment like it was made o' solid mythril. “Thish ish m' ticket to fortune,” he blabbered─not half so eloquently, mind ye─before stumblin' out the tavern doors...and promptly fallin' flat on his mug, like as not.
57 52 53 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_011 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_012 Aye, saw him just the other day, I did, clutchin' some tattered, piss-yellow parchment like it was made o' solid mythril. “Thish ish m' ticket to fortune,” he blabbered─not half so eloquently, mind ye─before stumblin' out the tavern doors...and promptly fallin' flat on his mug, like as not. Did I see the map meself, ye say? Did I ever! Why, the fool shoved it in my face so many times that I swear the mold left the page to take up residence in me nostrils. 'Twas a mess of blue and brown splotches that Ealdwine swore was Camp Bronze Lake, with a big red “X” to the southeast. Yer not thinkin' of goin' there, are ye? Take my word, ye'll find naught but a sorry drunkard and his sack o' broken dreams.
58 53 54 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_012 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_013 Did I see the map meself, ye say? Did I ever! Why, the fool shoved it in my face so many times that I swear the mold left the page to take up residence in me nostrils. 'Twas a mess of blue and brown splotches that Ealdwine swore was Camp Bronze Lake, with a big red “X” to the southeast. Yer not thinkin' of goin' there, are ye? Take my word, ye'll find naught but a sorry drunkard and his sack o' broken dreams. Ealdwine's map? 'Twas a mess of blue and brown splotches that the fool swore was Camp Bronze Lake, with a big red “X” to the southeast. Yer not thinkin' of goin' there, are ye? Take my word, ye'll find naught but a sorry drunkard and his sack o' broken dreams.
59 55 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_020 Wh-Who goesh there!? Wait, don't tell me... Ye've come to help ol' Ealdwine dig for buried treasuresh!
60 54 56 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_MINER_000_013 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_021 Ealdwine's map? 'Twas a mess of blue and brown splotches that the fool swore was Camp Bronze Lake, with a big red “X” to the southeast. Yer not thinkin' of goin' there, are ye? Take my word, ye'll find naught but a sorry drunkard and his sack o' broken dreams. Well, I'll have ye know, I'm farin' jusht fine by m'shelf. Jus' look at that─hic!─beauty over there.
61 55 57 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_020 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_022 Wh-Who goesh there!? Wait, don't tell me... Ye've come to help ol' Ealdwine dig for buried treasuresh! ...Not that I can blame ye fer bein' jealoush o' me vast richesh.
62 56 58 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_021 TEXT_SUBCTS802_01211_EALDWINE_000_023 Well, I'll have ye know, I'm farin' jusht fine by m'shelf. Jus' look at that─hic!─beauty over there. Lucky fer ye, I'm feelin'─hic!─generoush today. So here'sh the deal: I'll give ye the honor of openin' my latesht dishcovery.