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3,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_03","For a mercy, the snows have yet to cover Gigi's tracks, which appear to lead north from Falcon's Nest towards the abandoned Camp Riversmeet. Struck by a sudden epiphany, Nashu speculates that Gigi may have wandered out into the wastes in search of his “grandpapa,” Lord Godbert, of whose crafting prowess she and Hildibrand spoke so highly. Alas, even should they have correctly discerned the mammet's intent, the western highlands are vast, and the odds of him stumbling upon the goldsmith and his wife are rather slim..."
4,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_04","The tiny adorable footprints are unmistakable in the snow. Gigi must surely be somewhere nearby. With luck, you will find him before he runs afoul of one of the wastes' many ravenous beasts."
5,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_05","At long last, you come upon Gigi lying motionless in the snow. The fragments of ice clinging to his cap suggest that he was rendered unconscious by the impact of something small and round traveling at an incredibly high speed. Coincidentally, some few yalms away, Lord Godbert and Lady Julyan are engaged in an endless snowball fight, oblivious to you and Gigi and several dead steinbocks..."
6,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_06","To your great relief, Gigi soon rises to his feet, apparently none the worse for wear. Hildibrand is overjoyed to be reunited with his errant son, and Godbert with his. Before you or anyone else can explain the situation, however, Gigi beseeches his grandfather to use his peerless skills to transform his body into that of a real boy. So enjoined, the goldsmith prepares his tools, and in a dazzling display of acrobatic craftsmanship molds the mammet's tiny frame into that of a towering Roegadyn. The jubilant Gigi then runs to his father, arms outstretched, only to accidentally deal him a bone-crunching blow, driving Hildibrand into the ground in an explosion of dirt and snow.
6,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_06","To your great relief, Gigi soon rises to his feet, apparently none the worse for wear. Hildibrand is overjoyed to be reunited with his errant son, and Godbert with his. Before you or anyone else can explain the situation, however, Gigi beseeches his grandfather to use his peerless skills to transform his body into that of a real boy. So enjoined, the goldsmith prepares his tools, and in a dazzling display of acrobatic craftsmanship molds the mammet's tiny frame into that of a towering Roegadyn. The jubilant Gigi then runs to his father, arms outstretched, only to accidentally deal him a bone-crunching blow, driving Hildibrand into the ground in an explosion of dirt and snow.
Alas, Gigi's joy is short-lived, not through any ill-feeling at his well-intentioned assault, but because of the magicks which soon envelop his body, restoring it to its original shape, and depriving him of that which he so desperately desired. Once more, the mammet seems poised to fall into despair, when Hildibrand, freshly extricated from the earth, reassures him that their bonds transcend flesh and blood and steel─that even if he is not a man, he is still a Manderville mammet. Yet while this sentiment brings Gigi and his Grandpapa Godbert much joy, Lady Julyan is of another mind, as evidenced by her brandishing of a skillet large enough to bludgeon a god to death. The sight of this prompts Hildibrand and Lord Godbert to depart with all haste, followed by Nashu and Gigi, and finally the Lady Julyan, still incandescent with rage, leaving you alone with a cowering Cyr."
7,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_07","Once more, Cyr proclaims himself the only sane man in a world gone mad. Though he has failed in everything he set out to achieve, he takes solace in the fact that Gigi was able to overcome his personal crisis...before berating himself for appearing to care about the feelings of a mammet. He duly departs for the city to inform his superiors of recent events, as ridiculous and unproductive as they proved to be."
8,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_08","Inquisitor Cyr's supervisors are understandably displeased with his “gross mishandling of the situation.” Nevertheless, they remain convinced that Gigi is the product of heretical machinations, leaving Cyr with no option but to continue his investigation. While he does not share his superiors' view, he does believe there is something very unusual about the mammet and the powers he─<Emphasis>it</Emphasis> wields. Mayhap, one day, he will find the answers he seeks. But that is a story for another time..."
9,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_09",""
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86,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_HILDIBRAND_000_051","Oh, Gigi! If you wanted to have a snowball fight with your grandparents, you should have said so earlier! Papa Hildy was very worried─though he is glad to see that you are unharmed."
87,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_CYR_000_052","It would seem he was struck by a snowball, much like these steinbocks─these <Emphasis>dead</Emphasis> steinbocks. Are you sure he isn't damaged?"
88,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_HILDIBRAND_100_052","As if a mere blow to the head could fell our Gigi! We Mandervilles are made of sterner stuff. I myself have been driven headfirst into the earth on no fewer than two dozen occasions─several times from malms above─and my mind is no less brilliant for the experience!"
87,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_CYR_000_052","It would seem he was struck by a snowball, much like these steinbocks─these <Emphasis>dead</Emphasis> steinbocks. Are you sure he isn't damaged?"
89,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_CYR_000_053","I expect the earth was no less brilliant for the experience ei...ther. Why are you...? Are you <Emphasis>nodding</Emphasis>?
Oh. He's behind me, isn't he...?"
90,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GODBERT_000_054","What good fortune to cross paths with you lot so far from civilization! Forgive me for not taking notice earlier─I was engrossed in my duel with Julyan. But how rude of me! Would you care to join us?"
91,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GIGI_000_055","GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt! GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt!"
92,"TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GIGI_000_056","MaMa NaShU sAyS yOu WiElD tHe PoWeRs Of LiFe AnD dEaTh! I bEg Of YoU, gRaNdPaPa GoDbErT─gRaNt Me LiFe! MaKe Me A rEaL bOy!"
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7 3 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_03 For a mercy, the snows have yet to cover Gigi's tracks, which appear to lead north from Falcon's Nest towards the abandoned Camp Riversmeet. Struck by a sudden epiphany, Nashu speculates that Gigi may have wandered out into the wastes in search of his “grandpapa,” Lord Godbert, of whose crafting prowess she and Hildibrand spoke so highly. Alas, even should they have correctly discerned the mammet's intent, the western highlands are vast, and the odds of him stumbling upon the goldsmith and his wife are rather slim...
8 4 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_04 The tiny adorable footprints are unmistakable in the snow. Gigi must surely be somewhere nearby. With luck, you will find him before he runs afoul of one of the wastes' many ravenous beasts.
9 5 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_05 At long last, you come upon Gigi lying motionless in the snow. The fragments of ice clinging to his cap suggest that he was rendered unconscious by the impact of something small and round traveling at an incredibly high speed. Coincidentally, some few yalms away, Lord Godbert and Lady Julyan are engaged in an endless snowball fight, oblivious to you and Gigi and several dead steinbocks...
10 6 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_06 To your great relief, Gigi soon rises to his feet, apparently none the worse for wear. Hildibrand is overjoyed to be reunited with his errant son, and Godbert with his. Before you or anyone else can explain the situation, however, Gigi beseeches his grandfather to use his peerless skills to transform his body into that of a real boy. So enjoined, the goldsmith prepares his tools, and in a dazzling display of acrobatic craftsmanship molds the mammet's tiny frame into that of a towering Roegadyn. The jubilant Gigi then runs to his father, arms outstretched, only to accidentally deal him a bone-crunching blow, driving Hildibrand into the ground in an explosion of dirt and snow. Alas, Gigi's joy is short-lived, not through any ill-feeling at his well-intentioned assault, but because of the magicks which soon envelop his body, restoring it to its original shape, and depriving him of that which he so desperately desired. Once more, the mammet seems poised to fall into despair, when Hildibrand, freshly extricated from the earth, reassures him that their bonds transcend flesh and blood and steel─that even if he is not a man, he is still a Manderville mammet. Yet while this sentiment brings Gigi and his Grandpapa Godbert much joy, Lady Julyan is of another mind, as evidenced by her brandishing of a skillet large enough to bludgeon a god to death. The sight of this prompts Hildibrand and Lord Godbert to depart with all haste, followed by Nashu and Gigi, and finally the Lady Julyan, still incandescent with rage, leaving you alone with a cowering Cyr. To your great relief, Gigi soon rises to his feet, apparently none the worse for wear. Hildibrand is overjoyed to be reunited with his errant son, and Godbert with his. Before you or anyone else can explain the situation, however, Gigi beseeches his grandfather to use his peerless skills to transform his body into that of a real boy. So enjoined, the goldsmith prepares his tools, and in a dazzling display of acrobatic craftsmanship molds the mammet's tiny frame into that of a towering Roegadyn. The jubilant Gigi then runs to his father, arms outstretched, only to accidentally deal him a bone-crunching blow, driving Hildibrand into the ground in an explosion of dirt and snow. Alas, Gigi's joy is short-lived, not through any ill-feeling at his well-intentioned assault, but because of the magicks which soon envelop his body, restoring it to its original shape, and depriving him of that which he so desperately desired. Once more, the mammet seems poised to fall into despair, when Hildibrand, freshly extricated from the earth, reassures him that their bonds transcend flesh and blood and steel─that even if he is not a man, he is still a Manderville mammet. Yet while this sentiment brings Gigi and his Grandpapa Godbert much joy, Lady Julyan is of another mind, as evidenced by her brandishing of a skillet large enough to bludgeon a god to death. The sight of this prompts Hildibrand and Lord Godbert to depart with all haste, followed by Nashu and Gigi, and finally the Lady Julyan, still incandescent with rage, leaving you alone with a cowering Cyr.
11 7 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_07 Once more, Cyr proclaims himself the only sane man in a world gone mad. Though he has failed in everything he set out to achieve, he takes solace in the fact that Gigi was able to overcome his personal crisis...before berating himself for appearing to care about the feelings of a mammet. He duly departs for the city to inform his superiors of recent events, as ridiculous and unproductive as they proved to be.
12 8 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_08 Inquisitor Cyr's supervisors are understandably displeased with his “gross mishandling of the situation.” Nevertheless, they remain convinced that Gigi is the product of heretical machinations, leaving Cyr with no option but to continue his investigation. While he does not share his superiors' view, he does believe there is something very unusual about the mammet and the powers he─<Emphasis>it</Emphasis> wields. Mayhap, one day, he will find the answers he seeks. But that is a story for another time...
13 7 9 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_07 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_09 Once more, Cyr proclaims himself the only sane man in a world gone mad. Though he has failed in everything he set out to achieve, he takes solace in the fact that Gigi was able to overcome his personal crisis...before berating himself for appearing to care about the feelings of a mammet. He duly departs for the city to inform his superiors of recent events, as ridiculous and unproductive as they proved to be.
14 8 10 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_08 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_10 Inquisitor Cyr's supervisors are understandably displeased with his “gross mishandling of the situation.” Nevertheless, they remain convinced that Gigi is the product of heretical machinations, leaving Cyr with no option but to continue his investigation. While he does not share his superiors' view, he does believe there is something very unusual about the mammet and the powers he─<Emphasis>it</Emphasis> wields. Mayhap, one day, he will find the answers he seeks. But that is a story for another time...
15 9 11 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_09 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_SEQ_11
92 86 88 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_HILDIBRAND_000_051 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_HILDIBRAND_100_052 Oh, Gigi! If you wanted to have a snowball fight with your grandparents, you should have said so earlier! Papa Hildy was very worried─though he is glad to see that you are unharmed. As if a mere blow to the head could fell our Gigi! We Mandervilles are made of sterner stuff. I myself have been driven headfirst into the earth on no fewer than two dozen occasions─several times from malms above─and my mind is no less brilliant for the experience!
93 87 89 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_CYR_000_052 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_CYR_000_053 It would seem he was struck by a snowball, much like these steinbocks─these <Emphasis>dead</Emphasis> steinbocks. Are you sure he isn't damaged? I expect the earth was no less brilliant for the experience ei...ther. Why are you...? Are you <Emphasis>nodding</Emphasis>? Oh. He's behind me, isn't he...?
94 88 90 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_HILDIBRAND_100_052 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GODBERT_000_054 As if a mere blow to the head could fell our Gigi! We Mandervilles are made of sterner stuff. I myself have been driven headfirst into the earth on no fewer than two dozen occasions─several times from malms above─and my mind is no less brilliant for the experience! What good fortune to cross paths with you lot so far from civilization! Forgive me for not taking notice earlier─I was engrossed in my duel with Julyan. But how rude of me! Would you care to join us?
95 89 91 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_CYR_000_053 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GIGI_000_055 I expect the earth was no less brilliant for the experience ei...ther. Why are you...? Are you <Emphasis>nodding</Emphasis>? Oh. He's behind me, isn't he...? GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt! GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt!
96 92 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GIGI_000_056 MaMa NaShU sAyS yOu WiElD tHe PoWeRs Of LiFe AnD dEaTh! I bEg Of YoU, gRaNdPaPa GoDbErT─gRaNt Me LiFe! MaKe Me A rEaL bOy!
97 90 93 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GODBERT_000_054 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GODBERT_000_060 What good fortune to cross paths with you lot so far from civilization! Forgive me for not taking notice earlier─I was engrossed in my duel with Julyan. But how rude of me! Would you care to join us? Are you sure about this, son? It may sting a little...
98 91 94 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GIGI_000_055 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GIGI_000_061 GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt! GrAnDpApA gOdBeRt! I wIlL eNdUrE wHaTeVeR i MuSt To BeCoMe A rEaL bOy!
99 92 95 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GIGI_000_056 TEXT_CHRHDB632_02229_GODBERT_000_062 MaMa NaShU sAyS yOu WiElD tHe PoWeRs Of LiFe AnD dEaTh! I bEg Of YoU, gRaNdPaPa GoDbErT─gRaNt Me LiFe! MaKe Me A rEaL bOy! Then let us begin!