ffxiv-datamining/csv/custom/002/RegSeaRogGuild_00215.csv

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4	0	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_000	Aye? Lookin' for some whids o' wisdom, are ye?
5	1	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_Q1_010	What will you ask?
6	2	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_A1_011	What do you do here?
7	3	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_A1_012	Why fight with daggers?
8	4	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_A1_013	Nothing.
9	5	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_020	Eh? What do <Emphasis>I</Emphasis> do here? I'm Captain Jacke─I'm the bleedin' guildmaster.
10	6	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_021	I s'pose I don't much look the part, but that's more to me advantage in our line o' work. Looks aside, ye'll not find a stauncher advocate o' the code in this room.
11	7	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_022	It was a rogue o' similar conviction what saved me from drownin' in the sludge o' the underworld. He showed me a light in the darkmans, an' the guild's been me home ever since...
12	8	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_030	Why not a sword, or an axe? Well, I may've explained this a time o' two before, but shortblades are simply the weapons what work best for scraps in the shadows.
13	9	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_031	They're light enough to run with, easily concealed, an' don't get caught on all the bloody guide ropes an' shippin' crates what fair litter this city.
14	10	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_032	Yer smaller stabbers're also quick to coat with poison, an' lend 'emselves well to a rogue's swift an' flowin' style o' fightin'.
15	11	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_033	If yer interested in studyin' up more on yer dance steps, then go have a prattle with old Bochard. But I warn ye: he'll talk yer bloody wattles off if ye let him!
16	12	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_040	Let's get after the rest o' them Jolly Merchants, eh? ...Well, what're ye waitin' for? Ye get a hole in yer beater case, or was there sumfin' else what had ye bothered...?
17	13	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_041	We ain't done with them Jolly Merchants yet. Get yer arse back to Aleport, an' we'll get on with the job.
18	14	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_050	Ho there, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! The shadows draw ye back in, did they?
19	15	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_060	Back from trainin' with them Domans, are ye? There's a steel in ye I've not seen afore... I've a feelin' the answer is “nay,” but was there aught ol' Jacke could do for ye?
20	16	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_061	What's this I hear about ye bein' set up for a fall in Ul'dah? If ye need a place to practice yer hidin', the shadows're always thick here in the Sisters. Besides, there ain't no cull as'll be gettin' past ol' Lonny without his say-so.
21	17	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_062	Ain't it great that ye can show yer face in the lightmans again, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Now, yer free to creep about in the darkmans fer the sake o' the realm.
22	18	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_Q1_070	What will you ask?
23	19	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_A1_071	How fare the Dutiful Sisters?
24	20	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_A1_072	Why fight with daggers?
25	21	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_A1_073	Nothing.
26	22	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_080	Hah! We Sisters're still deeply devoted to upholdin' the code─the job is still the job.
27	23	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_081	Limsa's underbelly's been bloody quiet, though. After we dealt with Aisibhir an' his cronies, the Reformist faction fell to bits. The Bloody Executioners are still squabblin' over the leader's chair, but I'd put me coin on Captain Moenskaet to take the helm.
28	24	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_082	As for the 'Jackets, well, we've not heard a peep from the shrew, neither. Maybe she's realized we rogues ain't the wicked coves she thought we was, eh?
29	25	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_083	...What about you, then, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? One o' these days I'll have to round up Underfoot an' the Stray, an' drag you buggers out for that victory pint!
30	26	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_090	I'm pleased to report I handed the fake scroll back to the Krakens, an' Carvallain was none the wiser. Word has it that a wealthy collector even bought it off him for a fair bit o' blunt.
31	27	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_091	Hard to imagine that musty ol' thing hanging up in some rich cove's study, but there's no accountin' for taste, eh? What would that Karasu think to hear his forgery's now a bleedin' work o' art.
32	28	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_092	Meanwhile, Underfoot and the Stray can't stop yammerin' about raw fish an' bathhouses. Seems they had a right rum time in Kugane while we were out there gettin' our daddles dirty.
33	29	TEXT_REGSEAROGGUILD_00215_JACKE_093	But enough about us, how do <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> bloody fare o' late? An' when are we goin' out for that victory pint? Ye can even bring along dreary ol' Oboro─if a flagon o' Baderon's finest bingo can't put a smile on that lad's face, I don't know what could.