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62,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_325","I have even heard it whispered that they are now rallied under a new leader─a charismatic young firebrand the people call “Princess Ashe.” What? Of course it cannot be the <Emphasis>real</Emphasis> Ashelia. Even had she survived the tragedy at Nalbina, Her Highness would by now have seen nigh on fifty summers!"
63,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_340","I would not call it an infatuation, per se. I simply enjoy baking my own bread and curing my own meat. It seemed only natural that the two endeavors would eventually conjoin in delicious, blissful harmony."
64,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_341","Why, it is not dissimilar to the way your love of both questing and coin fostered this fantastic transformation into the realm's foremost fetcher and carrier!"
65,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_500","The body is but a vessel for the soul... A puppet which bends to the soul's...something... And lo, the body is not eternal, for─"
66,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_501","Ah, you must forgive me, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. I was lost in my work. Several of my patrons are expecting returns on their considerable investments, you see."
67,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_510","It must feed on the flesh of others...lest it return to the dust whence it came. Therefore must the soul deceive...despise, and murder...something..."
68,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_511","What was that, you ask? Oh, a little something commissioned by a local noble. It <Emphasis>has</Emphasis> been several moons since I accepted his coin, so I figured 'twas high time I put pen to parchment."
69,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_512","Was there aught <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> needed?"
70,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_520","If what we just witnessed were truly teleportation magicks, then the amount of aether required to create a portal that large from such a distance would surely be immense."
71,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_530","Yes, it would appear that Ultima has abandoned Alma, only to take possession of her poor brother."
72,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_531","But riddle me this, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>─what type of being would require a mortal vessel? "
73,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_532","Correct, one without a corporeal form of its own. So the true question is, then, now that the High Seraph has one in Ramza, what exactly will she become?"
74,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_533","Our only hope is that if Ultima requires Ramza's body to wield her might, then she will do everything in her power to keep it from harm."
75,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_540","Words cannot describe how happy we all are to have Ramza back aboard the <Emphasis>Prima Vista</Emphasis>...and it is literally my job to use words to describe things."
76,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_550","I run, you give chase... I am the hart...and you the...something... But this hart has laid... Has laid─"
77,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_551","Ah, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! You have caught me again in the throes of a bloody bout with my archnemesis, writer's block. Perhaps a change of pace would serve me well."
78,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_552","Was there aught <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> needed?"
79,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_Q3_000_000","What will you ask?"
80,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_000","About Viera culture."
81,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_001","About Viera physiology."
82,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_002","About Dalmascan refugees."
83,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_010","Nothing."
84,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_600","Ah, yes. I have learned much of the leporine folk during my travels, so let us start off with the most basic of details─there exist two distinct clans, the light-skinned Veena Viera, and the darker-skinned Rava Viera."
85,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_601","The word Viera itself means “people of the wood,” and true to that name, both the Rava and the Veena make their homes exclusively in the Golmore Jungle, or the primeval forests which line the southwestern foothills of the Skatay Range, respectively."
86,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_602","Until recently─perhaps the past several generations─a Viera living outside her homeland was unheard of, and those who abandoned their tribes were branded outcasts."
87,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_603","You see, the Viera follow a strict code called the “Green Word” that binds them to their land and prohibits all contact with the outside world unless absolutely necessary."
88,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_604","Similar to that of the Miqo'te Keepers of the Moon, the Viera's societal hierarchy is strictly matriarchal. You will find no males in the villages of both the Veena and the Rava, let alone in positions of rule."
89,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_605","Yet, that does not mean they do not play an important role in Viera society. The males take up the mantle of Wood-warder─protectors of the forest─and serve their tribes by seeing no evil encroach on their tribe's sacred demesne."
90,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_606","Males, for the most part, are reclusive, shunning contact with even their own kin, save for the rare occasion they return to their village of birth to sow their seed and to claim any boys who have reached adulthood...but I shall speak of that queer custom at length later."
91,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_607","In other words, tread not the wood with hopes of finding a male Viera, for you will be met with naught but disappointment...or worse, death."
92,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_608","This, however, is not to discredit the martial prowess of female Viera. The women of the wood are as formidable as the men, and merely choose to devote their attention to the protection of their hearth and young."
93,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_609","Without a supportive community, the males must constantly struggle to survive. Food, clothing, weapons, medicines─all must be procured or crafted by the individual and without the aid of another. The male lives alone and dies alone. This has gone unchanged for countless generations."
94,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_610","I spent many a moon in the Desert Sapphire, and while I saw all manner of wondrous creatures, not once did I lay mine eyes upon a male Viera, nor did I hear of one living in the city. They simply do not exist to us."
95,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_620","For the Viera, the hands of time move at a far more leisurely pace than they do for the rest of us. Whereas a Hyur might consider themselves fortunate to see, say, eighty winters before <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> return to the Lifestream, a Viera can endure up to twelve score or more."
96,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_621","It is estimated that upwards of eight in ten Viera are born female, though it is not until at least the thirteenth nameday─when the individual moves from adolescence into adulthood─that the individual's gender becomes apparent."
97,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_622","Then, for the next two centuries will the Viera maintain its physical youth, rendering it nigh impossible to discern one's age simply from outward appearances."
98,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_623","When it is revealed that a Viera kit is a male, it will be given into the care of another, that it may learn the ways of the Wood-warder─protectors of the forest."
99,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_624","Once every three to five summers, male Viera will descend from the trees to a nearby village to mate."
100,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_625","It is at this time, if there are any recently discovered jacks still living amongst the females, that the older male will make them his wards and teach them how to survive without the crutch of companionship."
101,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_626","Only following countless seasons of training and strict adherence to the Word of the Wood will the students themselves earn the title of master, and be allowed to seek solitude."
102,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_627","More than few will perish during this brutal rite of passage, further thinning the tribe's males, until only those with the strongest seed remain."
103,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_628","As I explained before, the duty of a male Viera─a Wood-warder─is to see that their tribe's demesne remain untouched by the destructive whims of outsiders. Yet, they do so from the shadows, oft choosing to shoot first, and not even bother with questions."
104,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_629","The females, on the other hand, are much more open in their relationship with the wood, though I use the term “open” in its most loosest of senses. More than simply defend the forest, they seek also to nurture it─clearing undergrowth, removing fallen trees, planting seeds, eradicating vermin."
105,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_630","Efforts by past kings to bring Viera lands under Dalmascan rule have been met with either indifference or violence. As of late, Rabanastre has suffered the Viera their self-governance, with the promise the villages will not take up their bows against the throne."
106,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_631","When I was younger and far more the fool than I am now, I asked a Viera if she did not find her tribe's ways awkward. Was it not within the natural order for males and females of a species to coexist?"
107,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_632","The woman answered me thus: “The value of coexistence will not be found 'neath a loincloth."
108,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_633","""Long has our kind endured understanding that the distance 'twixt two bodies does not dictate the distance 'twixt two souls.“"
109,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_640","I spoke with Lady Fran about her efforts to see Dalmasca's displaced relocated to both Doma and Eorzea."
110,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_643","I spoke with Lady Fran about her efforts to see Dalmasca's displaced relocated to both Doma and Eorzea."
111,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_645","A shrewd bit of compromise, if there ever was one. Not only will it save lives, but give the resistance one less thing to worry over, allowing them more time to concentrate on uniting their ranks."
112,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_646","And there was no easy way for the Alliances to refuse the entreaty without painting themselves just as heartless as the Empire. This is the children and the elderly we are talking about here."
113,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_647","Nevertheless, a logistical nightmare awaits those tasked with seeing the masses safely across the eastern and western borders. It will be quite an undertaking, and many might still perish."
114,"TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_648","However, it is my deepest desire that Dalmasca might eventually follow in the footsteps of her neighbors and finally break free from the imperial yoke. Ah, did I say “deepest desire”? Considering recent events, that was in poor taste. My apologies."
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66 62 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_325 I have even heard it whispered that they are now rallied under a new leader─a charismatic young firebrand the people call “Princess Ashe.” What? Of course it cannot be the <Emphasis>real</Emphasis> Ashelia. Even had she survived the tragedy at Nalbina, Her Highness would by now have seen nigh on fifty summers!
67 63 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_340 I would not call it an infatuation, per se. I simply enjoy baking my own bread and curing my own meat. It seemed only natural that the two endeavors would eventually conjoin in delicious, blissful harmony.
68 64 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_341 Why, it is not dissimilar to the way your love of both questing and coin fostered this fantastic transformation into the realm's foremost fetcher and carrier!
69 65 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_500 The body is but a vessel for the soul... A puppet which bends to the soul's...something... And lo, the body is not eternal, for─
70 66 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_501 Ah, you must forgive me, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. I was lost in my work. Several of my patrons are expecting returns on their considerable investments, you see.
71 67 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_510 It must feed on the flesh of others...lest it return to the dust whence it came. Therefore must the soul deceive...despise, and murder...something...
72 68 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_511 What was that, you ask? Oh, a little something commissioned by a local noble. It <Emphasis>has</Emphasis> been several moons since I accepted his coin, so I figured 'twas high time I put pen to parchment.
73 69 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_512 Was there aught <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> needed?
74 70 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_520 If what we just witnessed were truly teleportation magicks, then the amount of aether required to create a portal that large from such a distance would surely be immense.
75 71 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_530 Yes, it would appear that Ultima has abandoned Alma, only to take possession of her poor brother.
76 72 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_531 But riddle me this, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>─what type of being would require a mortal vessel?
77 73 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_532 Correct, one without a corporeal form of its own. So the true question is, then, now that the High Seraph has one in Ramza, what exactly will she become?
78 74 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_533 Our only hope is that if Ultima requires Ramza's body to wield her might, then she will do everything in her power to keep it from harm.
79 75 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_540 Words cannot describe how happy we all are to have Ramza back aboard the <Emphasis>Prima Vista</Emphasis>...and it is literally my job to use words to describe things.
80 76 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_550 I run, you give chase... I am the hart...and you the...something... But this hart has laid... Has laid─
81 77 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_551 Ah, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! You have caught me again in the throes of a bloody bout with my archnemesis, writer's block. Perhaps a change of pace would serve me well.
82 78 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_552 Was there aught <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> needed?
83 79 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_Q3_000_000 What will you ask?
84 80 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_000 About Viera culture.
85 81 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_001 About Viera physiology.
86 82 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_002 About Dalmascan refugees.
87 83 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_A3_000_010 Nothing.
88 84 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_600 Ah, yes. I have learned much of the leporine folk during my travels, so let us start off with the most basic of details─there exist two distinct clans, the light-skinned Veena Viera, and the darker-skinned Rava Viera.
89 85 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_601 The word Viera itself means “people of the wood,” and true to that name, both the Rava and the Veena make their homes exclusively in the Golmore Jungle, or the primeval forests which line the southwestern foothills of the Skatay Range, respectively.
90 86 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_602 Until recently─perhaps the past several generations─a Viera living outside her homeland was unheard of, and those who abandoned their tribes were branded outcasts.
91 87 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_603 You see, the Viera follow a strict code called the “Green Word” that binds them to their land and prohibits all contact with the outside world unless absolutely necessary.
92 88 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_604 Similar to that of the Miqo'te Keepers of the Moon, the Viera's societal hierarchy is strictly matriarchal. You will find no males in the villages of both the Veena and the Rava, let alone in positions of rule.
93 89 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_605 Yet, that does not mean they do not play an important role in Viera society. The males take up the mantle of Wood-warder─protectors of the forest─and serve their tribes by seeing no evil encroach on their tribe's sacred demesne.
94 90 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_606 Males, for the most part, are reclusive, shunning contact with even their own kin, save for the rare occasion they return to their village of birth to sow their seed and to claim any boys who have reached adulthood...but I shall speak of that queer custom at length later.
95 91 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_607 In other words, tread not the wood with hopes of finding a male Viera, for you will be met with naught but disappointment...or worse, death.
96 92 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_608 This, however, is not to discredit the martial prowess of female Viera. The women of the wood are as formidable as the men, and merely choose to devote their attention to the protection of their hearth and young.
97 93 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_609 Without a supportive community, the males must constantly struggle to survive. Food, clothing, weapons, medicines─all must be procured or crafted by the individual and without the aid of another. The male lives alone and dies alone. This has gone unchanged for countless generations.
98 94 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_610 I spent many a moon in the Desert Sapphire, and while I saw all manner of wondrous creatures, not once did I lay mine eyes upon a male Viera, nor did I hear of one living in the city. They simply do not exist to us.
99 95 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_620 For the Viera, the hands of time move at a far more leisurely pace than they do for the rest of us. Whereas a Hyur might consider themselves fortunate to see, say, eighty winters before <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> return to the Lifestream, a Viera can endure up to twelve score or more.
100 96 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_621 It is estimated that upwards of eight in ten Viera are born female, though it is not until at least the thirteenth nameday─when the individual moves from adolescence into adulthood─that the individual's gender becomes apparent.
101 97 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_622 Then, for the next two centuries will the Viera maintain its physical youth, rendering it nigh impossible to discern one's age simply from outward appearances.
102 98 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_623 When it is revealed that a Viera kit is a male, it will be given into the care of another, that it may learn the ways of the Wood-warder─protectors of the forest.
103 99 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_624 Once every three to five summers, male Viera will descend from the trees to a nearby village to mate.
104 100 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_625 It is at this time, if there are any recently discovered jacks still living amongst the females, that the older male will make them his wards and teach them how to survive without the crutch of companionship.
105 101 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_626 Only following countless seasons of training and strict adherence to the Word of the Wood will the students themselves earn the title of master, and be allowed to seek solitude.
106 102 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_627 More than few will perish during this brutal rite of passage, further thinning the tribe's males, until only those with the strongest seed remain.
107 103 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_628 As I explained before, the duty of a male Viera─a Wood-warder─is to see that their tribe's demesne remain untouched by the destructive whims of outsiders. Yet, they do so from the shadows, oft choosing to shoot first, and not even bother with questions.
108 104 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_629 The females, on the other hand, are much more open in their relationship with the wood, though I use the term “open” in its most loosest of senses. More than simply defend the forest, they seek also to nurture it─clearing undergrowth, removing fallen trees, planting seeds, eradicating vermin.
109 105 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_630 Efforts by past kings to bring Viera lands under Dalmascan rule have been met with either indifference or violence. As of late, Rabanastre has suffered the Viera their self-governance, with the promise the villages will not take up their bows against the throne.
110 106 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_631 When I was younger and far more the fool than I am now, I asked a Viera if she did not find her tribe's ways awkward. Was it not within the natural order for males and females of a species to coexist?
111 107 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_632 The woman answered me thus: “The value of coexistence will not be found 'neath a loincloth.
112 108 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_633 "Long has our kind endured understanding that the distance 'twixt two bodies does not dictate the distance 'twixt two souls.“
113 109 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_640 I spoke with Lady Fran about her efforts to see Dalmasca's displaced relocated to both Doma and Eorzea.
114 110 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_643 I spoke with Lady Fran about her efforts to see Dalmasca's displaced relocated to both Doma and Eorzea.
115 111 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_645 A shrewd bit of compromise, if there ever was one. Not only will it save lives, but give the resistance one less thing to worry over, allowing them more time to concentrate on uniting their ranks.
116 112 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_646 And there was no easy way for the Alliances to refuse the entreaty without painting themselves just as heartless as the Empire. This is the children and the elderly we are talking about here.
117 113 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_647 Nevertheless, a logistical nightmare awaits those tasked with seeing the masses safely across the eastern and western borders. It will be quite an undertaking, and many might still perish.
118 114 TEXT_REGHIN3WANDERINGWRITER_00435_WANDERINGWRITER_000_648 However, it is my deepest desire that Dalmasca might eventually follow in the footsteps of her neighbors and finally break free from the imperial yoke. Ah, did I say “deepest desire”? Considering recent events, that was in poor taste. My apologies.