ffxiv-datamining/csv/custom/001/CmnDefMinstrel01_00138.csv

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4	0	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_000	In barren fields afar, I sense the stirring of dire foes. Those who wander shall make a stand...and you shall serve as their beacon. I, too, mean to confront this rising threat.
5	1	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_001	Ere we stride into battle, however, let us steep our souls in song─aye, a performance in your honor...
6	2	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_000	<Emphasis>Dawn may banish even the darkest night, Yet ever shall primal desires burn.</Emphasis>
7	3	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_001	<Emphasis>Two swords shall vie to lay them low─ A blade born of light and a blade forged of might. Alas, man may entrust his fate unto but one.</Emphasis>
8	4	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_002	Truly, Archon Louisoix had a gift with words. Had circumstances been different, he would have made a magnificent minstrel...
9	5	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_010	You desire an encore? Very well, it would be my pleasure.
10	6	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_011	<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, I give you <Emphasis>Ultima's Bane</Emphasis>!
11	7	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_012	From an era long forgotten,♪ A blade of midnight drawn,♪ From a battlefield awakened,♪ A warrior who bears the dawn...♪
12	8	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_013	From an era long forgotten,♪ A blade of midnight drawn,♪ From a distant land uncharted,♪ A warrior who bears the dawn...♪
13	9	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_010	Ever since I first set foot in these lands, I have been haunted by a song.
14	10	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_011	It foretold the coming of the Seventh Umbral Era, and of those who would deliver us from doom...
15	11	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_020	Of course, I need not speak to you and yours of the prophetess Mezaya Thousand Eyes's words.
16	12	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_021	For in the fires of Carteneau, you witnessed the truth of the <Emphasis>Divine Chronicles</Emphasis>...
17	13	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_022	And when you emerged from the Praetorium triumphant, you proved yourself a Warrior of Light to the world once more.
18	14	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_030	<Emphasis>Ne'er till land consumes sun can sea bear moons, Heavens spew crimson flame, hells seep black dooms.</Emphasis>
19	15	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_031	<Emphasis>Stray seeds quicken in ash's grey embrace, Valiant blades forged under the Twelve's good grace.</Emphasis>
20	16	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_032	The words of the prophetess Mezaya Thousand Eyes as writ in her <Emphasis>Divine Chronicles</Emphasis>.
21	17	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_033	The “crimson flames” of Dalamud heralded the end of an era...
22	18	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_034	And the “valiant blades” that were the Warriors of Light brought us hope in our darkest hour.
23	19	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_035	<Emphasis>Seven waning moons see seven suns rise, Divine order roils, fallen corpses writhe.</Emphasis>
24	20	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_036	<Emphasis>Souls from aether far, strangers from strange lands, Yester with thine eyes, morrow by thine hands.</Emphasis>
25	21	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_037	We knew not whom the verses spoke of─not I, nor the Archons, nor any other soul in the realm.
26	22	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_038	The Warriors of Light were lost to us. If not them, who could it be?
27	23	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_039	And then came the rumors of one not unlike them─a <If(PlayerParameter(4))>woman<Else/>man</If> who walked in the light of the Crystal.
28	24	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_040	From the moment I saw you, I felt it must be true. Having learned of your deeds in their entirety, I now <Emphasis>know</Emphasis> it to be true.
29	25	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_041	You are as they were, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>─a Warrior of Light, and an inspiration to us all.
30	26	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_050	<Emphasis>Lances of light herald the dawn, Beckoning shadows deeper still.</Emphasis>
31	27	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_051	<Emphasis>Splendor dances with shades Unsheathed, a rime-kissed blade Spills crimson o'er fields of white.</Emphasis>
32	28	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_052	Archon Louisoix warned us that shadows will accompany the coming of dawn. In answer to ascendant Light, Darkness will gather in opposition...or so I interpret his words.
33	29	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_053	What “a rime-kissed blade” signifies, I cannot yet fathom. But I have heard that roses of blood are blooming in the white fields of Coerthas, in ever greater profusion.
34	30	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_054	The Twelve keep and defend you, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. What tales you'll have to tell when next we meet!
35	31	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_060	Into the flesh of Darkness go bringers of Light,♪ for the flame that flickers in Bahamut's tomb.♪ In that cloying black stirs a raven white,♪ clawing blood from a barren womb.♪
36	32	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_061	What was slain in silver proud did in golden malice rise.♪ Metals of infamy and ruin, that every hero must despise.♪
37	33	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_062	Do these verses ring a bell, perchance? I wrote this song to immortalize your journey into Dalamud's Shadow.
38	34	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_063	One of my most requested songs, especially in those halls and taverns frequented by adventurers. Oftentimes, I can save my voice in the later verses, for the whole place is on its feet by then, belting out the words by heart...
39	35	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_064	A touch hyperbolic? Why, 'tis the broad strokes that make a popular ballad! Else we would be singing of mending socks and sitting on cushions, would we not? We shall talk again soon─tell me more tales of derring-do, won't you?