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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.
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."
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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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."
50,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_001","Let's head on over, and hear what Lord Stephanivien has to say."
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."
57,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_022","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."
54,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_012","There's a storm brewin'...
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?"
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."
60,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_025","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."
61,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_026","Ah, so someone wishes to discredit the watch beyond salvation. That would explain the ridiculous rumors presently circulating amongst the lords and ladies..."
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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!"
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─"
107,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_100_100","That went well.
...Wait, where's the noblewoman?"
108,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_110_100","Bah, the wench must've slipped away while we was in the thick of it. She can't 'ave gotten far!"
109,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_120_100","There! She flees towards the Arc!"
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."
110,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_130_100","<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!?
Come on, you lot! After her!"
111,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_100","Aid, ser knight! I know not their grievance, but these lowborn ruffians seek to cause me harm!"
112,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_101","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."
113,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_102","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!?"
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122,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_606","...Indeed."
123,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_607","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."
124,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_608","...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?"
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."
125,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_609","I must go now and see to the processing of the prisoners.
...Be well, Sister."
126,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_610","...Sister!?"
127,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_200","You are siblings, then? I was unaware that you and Ser Muscadain were so closely connected."
128,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_201","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."
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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..."
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..."
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..."
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)/>."
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!"
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."
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!"
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..."
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!"
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..."
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."
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!"
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..."
165,"TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_DEAD","Blast... I must bow out..."
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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.
8 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.
9 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.
10 6 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_06
11 7 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_07
12 4 8 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_04 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_08 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.
13 5 9 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_05 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_09 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.
14 6 10 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_06 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SEQ_10
59 51 55 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_SYMME_000_002 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_020 It's almost time for the ceremony. I wonder if them knight initiates are feeling nervous... All the relevant parties appear to be present. If you would, Lord Stephanivien?
60 52 56 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_EUDESTAND_000_010 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_021 It don't matter what they did to that blade. The Hounds have a job to do, and we'll damn well do it. Very well. I'll cut straight to the point: I discovered a small bomb concealed inside the hilt of the sword.
61 53 57 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_011 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_022 Ready to go, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Lord Stephanivien'll be waitin' for us. 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 54 58 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_012 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_023 There's a storm brewin'... Time to cast our nets an' see what we can catch. Bloody hells... Someone went to a lot of trouble to sneak that bomb into the ceremony. An assassination attempt?
63 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.
64 55 60 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_020 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_025 All the relevant parties appear to be present. If you would, Lord Stephanivien? 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 56 61 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_021 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_026 Very well. I'll cut straight to the point: I discovered a small bomb concealed inside the hilt of the sword. Ah, so someone wishes to discredit the watch beyond salvation. That would explain the ridiculous rumors presently circulating amongst the lords and ladies...
66 57 62 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_022 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_027 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. Rumors? What rumors?
67 58 63 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_023 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_028 Bloody hells... Someone went to a lot of trouble to sneak that bomb into the ceremony. An assassination attempt? 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.
68 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!
69 59 65 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_024 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_030 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. 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...
70 60 66 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_025 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_Q1_000_000 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. Who began the rumors?
71 61 67 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_026 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_A1_000_001 Ah, so someone wishes to discredit the watch beyond salvation. That would explain the ridiculous rumors presently circulating amongst the lords and ladies... The woman who arranged the theft.
114 104 110 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_516 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_130_100 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. <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!? Come on, you lot! After her!
115 105 111 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_517 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_100 Hah, you can stick that “promise” right up your arse. That common enough for you? Aid, ser knight! I know not their grievance, but these lowborn ruffians seek to cause me harm!
116 106 112 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_518 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_101 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! 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.
117 107 113 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_100_100 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_102 That went well. ...Wait, where's the noblewoman? 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!?
118 114 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!
119 108 115 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_110_100 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_104 Bah, the wench must've slipped away while we was in the thick of it. She can't 'ave gotten far! 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!
120 109 116 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_120_100 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_600 There! She flees towards the Arc! ...It is finished.
121 110 117 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_130_100 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_601 <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!? Come on, you lot! After her! 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.
122 118 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?
123 111 119 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_100 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_603 Aid, ser knight! I know not their grievance, but these lowborn ruffians seek to cause me harm! 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.
124 112 120 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_101 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_604 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. But I had misjudged you. I believed you so reviled the circumstances of your birth, that you sought only to bring ruin upon Ishgard.
125 113 121 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_000_102 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_605 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!? 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.
134 122 130 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_606 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_203 ...Indeed. 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.
135 123 131 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_607 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_204 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. Well, might be as ye can put that bad blood behind ye now. Better'n drownin' in it, anyroad.
136 124 132 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_608 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_205 ...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? Might be as you're right, Rostnsthal.
137 125 133 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_000_609 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_206 I must go now and see to the processing of the prisoners. ...Be well, Sister. 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.
138 134 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.
139 126 135 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_610 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_207 ...Sister!? 'Tis gratifying indeed to see how far you've come.
140 127 136 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_200 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_000_208 You are siblings, then? I was unaware that you and Ser Muscadain were so closely connected. 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!
141 128 137 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_201 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_209 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. We'd best get back to the Brume, ourselves. Symme and Eudestand'll be wonderin' what's become of us.
157 144 153 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_222 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 What, so you're both leavin', then? I thought you'd have a few more tricks to share... I'll kill you! I'll kill you all!
158 145 154 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_223 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 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. 'Twould seem we are past talking. Forward, Hounds!
159 146 155 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_224 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_001 Aye, that we can. Thank you... <growl> I will turn to heresy if I must! Perish by fire and fang!
160 147 156 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_000_225 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_002 Alright, let's not get all bloody sentimental, then. I'm off. Fair winds to ye, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. ...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!
162 148 158 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_000_226 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_004 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! Gahahahahaha! Death to the lowborn! Death to all vermin!
163 149 159 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_QIB_001_TODO_1 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_003_001 Defeat the knights and inquisitors! Gahahahahaha! Burn! Burn in righteous flame!
164 150 160 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_QIB_001_TODO_2 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_001 Defeat Baroness Melisie! You have defiled my beloved Ishgard! I will turn this city to ash!
165 151 161 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_FST_001_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_ROSTNSTHAL_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_002 Go ahead and resist us, then. I bloody dare you. I don't like the looks o' that fireball. Better do summat, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!
166 152 162 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_FST_001_002 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_HILDA_BATTLETALK_SEC_004_003 How <Emphasis>dare</Emphasis> you speak to me in such a manner! Dispose of this lowborn filth! 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...
169 153 165 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_DEAD I'll kill you! I'll kill you all! Blast... I must bow out...
170 154 166 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_BATTLETALK_SEC_001_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MUSCADAIN_BATTLETALK_DEAD 'Twould seem we are past talking. Forward, Hounds! Forgive me...
171 155 167 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_MELISIE_BATTLETALK_SEC_002_001 TEXT_JOBMCH700_02909_STEPHANIVIEN_BATTLETALK_SEC_003_002 <growl> I will turn to heresy if I must! Perish by fire and fang! （★未使用／削除予定★）
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