ffxiv-datamining/csv/quest/001/ClsRog101_00126.csv

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4	0	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_00	Jacke has another assignment for you.
5	1	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_01	Jacke has tasked you with reclaiming a shipment of stolen firearms. The pirates responsible for the theft have been apprehended, but it seems the muskets had already been fenced. Speak with V'kebbe, and discuss how the job should be approached.
6	2	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_02	V'kebbe suggests you check in with one of rogues' spies to see what information can be had regarding the fenced firearms. Speak with the woman posing as a fishmonger at the Hyaline.
7	3	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_03	The “fishmonger” informs you that the pillaged muskets were purchased by a south seas organization known as the Traders of Edge. Speak with V'kebbe at the Hyaline and relay your discoveries.
8	4	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_04	After you tell V'kebbe what the spy knew of the Traders of Edge merchant, she decides that further information gathering is required. Visit the Bismarck, the ferry docks, and East Hawkers' Alley, and use your Hide ability to surreptitiously listen in on any potentially useful mutterings.
9	5	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_05	You have gathered information from your assigned locations. Rendezvous with V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild and share what you have learned.
10	6	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_06	Based on the information you have gathered, V'kebbe deduces that the shady merchant means to depart by ship in the very near future. The Stray proposes her plan: wait for the trader to stack his goods on the pier, then sneak past the hired blades and steal back the Yellowjackets' firearms. Speak with V'kebbe once more when you are ready to begin the operation.
11	7	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_07	You have successfully reclaimed the stolen muskets and returned them to the Yellowjackets. Report to V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild.
12	8	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_08	Jacke joins you outside the Rogues' Guild, and praises you for a job well done. While he is informing V'kebbe of the unfortunate conclusion to the missing sandwich saga, however, his deception is inadvertently revealed by the arrival of an oblivious Perimu Haurimu. V'kebbe then responds as she would to any violation of the code. Head inside the guild and see what has become of its supper-stealing guildmaster.
13	9	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SEQ_09	Suffering from several nasty rope burns but otherwise none the worse for wear, Jacke appears sincerely contrite for his act of sandwich larceny. He explains that being strung up is one of the least of the punishments a person might suffer at the hands of the rogues. Return to disciplining your body and mind that you might properly dispense justice to those that defy the code. ※The next rogue quest will be available from Jacke upon reaching level 15.
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28	24	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_00	Speak with V'kebbe.
29	25	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_01	Speak with the fishmonger girl at the Hyaline.
30	26	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_02	Speak with V'kebbe.
31	27	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_03	Use Hide to gather information at the Bismarck.
32	28	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_04	Use Hide to gather information at the ferry docks.
33	29	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_05	Use Hide to gather information in East Hawkers' Alley.
34	30	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_06	Speak with V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild.
35	31	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_07	Speak with V'kebbe and retrieve the firearms.
36	32	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_08	Speak with V'kebbe in front of the Rogues' Guild.
37	33	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_09	Speak with Jacke.
38	34	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_10
39	35	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_11
40	36	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_TODO_12
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52	48	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_000	A fine <If(LessThan(PlayerParameter(11),12))><If(LessThan(PlayerParameter(11),4))>evenin'<Else/>mornin'</If><Else/><If(LessThan(PlayerParameter(11),17))>day<Else/>evenin'</If></If> to ye, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
53	49	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_001	An' a fine <If(LessThan(PlayerParameter(11),12))><If(LessThan(PlayerParameter(11),4))>evenin'<Else/>mornin'</If><Else/><If(LessThan(PlayerParameter(11),17))>day<Else/>evenin'</If></If> it is for a spot o' work, wouldn't ye agree?
54	50	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_002	This time 'round, it seems some eager buccaneers scampered aboard a local merchantman an' made off with a shipment o' muskets.
55	51	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_003	Now, seein' as it ain't lawful to cloy from a Lominsan vessel to begin with, the Yellowjackets fell upon them daft coves afore their boots was even dry.
56	52	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_004	Aye, they caught the pirates right there on the docks, but the stolen boomsticks was nowhere to be found─fenced in a longboat deal, I'm thinkin'.
57	53	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_005	That's when our guild was officially contracted to retrieve the goods. ...Which weren't really needful, since the code would have had us on the job, anyway. “Ye don't bite the purses o' yer fellow Lominsans,” an' all that.
58	54	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_006	So, this's yer assignment, me natty <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>: find out where them weapons went, an' bite that shipment back.
59	55	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_007	Seein' as the cutters as hit that merchantman are already rottin' in irons, ye needn't rush in with yer stabbers a-stabbin'. I want this job handled quick an' quiet, an' I've the perfect partner to show ye how it's done.
60	56	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_008	This here's V'kebbe the Stray. Ain't no other rogue what can match her in the arts o' skulkin'.
61	57	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_009	...A pleasure.
62	58	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_010	...There some problem, V'kebbe? Ye seem a bit out o' sorts.
63	59	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_011	I'm bloody starvin'. I had one o' them finger sandwiches set aside─ye know, those egg-filled tasties they make at the Bismarck─but when I got back from me work, it was bloody gone...
64	60	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_012	(Uh-oh. That was V'kebbe's? I'd thought it was Underfoot's...)
65	61	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_013	<cough> Ahem! Well, ye just head out on the job, an' I'll see if I can't turn up that missin' sandwich by the time ye return!
66	62	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_014	...All right, Jacke.
67	63	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_015	Ah, one more little detail ye should know: them muskets was meant for the Yellowjackets' armory, so once all is bob, ye can hand the goods to one o' their culls directly.
68	64	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_020	We can start whenever yer ready, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
69	65	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_021	I've had a colleague keepin' a wattle out for aught that might help us, so I suggest ye have a few whids with her first.
70	66	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_022	Ye'll find her at the Hyaline, posin' as a fishmonger.
71	67	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_030	That lass down there─the one stinkin' o' fish an' ocean. Go over an' ask her what the catch o' the day is.
72	68	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_THIEF00126_000_040	'Ello there, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>miss<Else/>sir</If>. We've carp an' trout, lobster an' shrimp...but I 'ear tell ye've been lookin' for a special breed o' fish─the long, shiny kind what's bark'll put a bloke on 'is arse.
73	69	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_THIEF00126_000_041	We don't sell that kind 'ere, but ye might try them foreign merchants─what was they called again?─ah, the “Traders of Edge.” They 'ail from the south sea isles, an' are known for dealin' in all types o' nasty spitters an' cutters.
74	70	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_THIEF00126_000_042	I should warn ye: these folk ain't ones for questionin' the source o' their merchandise. In fact, they seem more'n 'appy to pay for goods what came from “belowdecks,” so to speak.
75	71	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_THIEF00126_000_043	But if yer still keen to get yer 'ands on those rare fish, then ye'd best 'urry─the Edge merchant what's visitin' Limsa is lookin' to load up an' leave the city afore long.
76	72	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_THIEF00126_000_044	Just 'ow 'e means to transport 'is goods remains a mystery, though. What with all the 'ired blades 'e's got nursin' 'is operation, it makes it 'ard for a girl to get close enough to eyeball the competition, it does!
77	73	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_THIEF00126_000_045	I'll be sure to keep an eye peeled on yer behalf, but it might be as ye can learn a little more from the folk 'round town...
78	74	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_050	...Traders of Edge, eh? Well, if one o' their merchant's been stayin' in the city, then someone'll know somethin' to point us in the right direction.
79	75	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_051	The trick is to listen without bein' seen. Ye'd be surprised at how culls'll cackle when they think no one else is about.
80	76	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_052	We'll focus on places what see plenty o' traffic. Ye can have the Bismarck, the ferry docks, and East Hawkers' Alley.
81	77	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_053	I'll try me luck at a few other spots, then meet ye in front o' the guild when I'm done. Remember: keep hidden, keep quiet, an' keep yer wattles open.
82	78	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_054	Diving Dove is grumbling in discontent...
83	79	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_DIVINGDOVE_000_055	Ugh! The sneer on that customer's face! Does he think I can command the skillet to cook more swiftly just to meet his pressing departure schedule?
84	80	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_DIVINGDOVE_000_056	I don't know how things are done in the south seas, but here in Limsa Lominsa folk <Emphasis>appreciate</Emphasis> that fine cuisine cannot be rushed!
85	81	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_DIVINGDOVE_000_057	...Come now, Dove, you must not speak ill of the patrons. Now, what was next on my list? Ah, another finger sandwich for the Dutiful Sisters. Someone there must be rather fond of eggs...
86	82	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_DIVINGDOVE_000_058	Ugh, simply infuriati─
87	83	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_DIVINGDOVE_000_059	Yes, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>miss<Else/>sir</If>? Pray place your order with one of the servers and we'll prepare your meal with all due alacrity.
88	84	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_100_059	Diving Dove appears distressed over some matter. Move some distance away, then approach her again while cloaked by your Hide ability and attempt to eavesdrop on her grumbling.
89	85	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_110_059	Diving Dove appears distressed over some matter. Approach her while cloaked by your Hide ability and attempt to eavesdrop on her grumbling.
90	86	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_058	（★未使用／削除予定★）
91	87	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_060	Rerenasu is mumbling anxiously to himself...
92	88	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_RERENASU_000_061	Curse my sense of duty... Would that I had stayed at the Wench for that extra pint instead of returning early.
93	89	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_RERENASU_000_062	I didn't ask to see anyone being bribed! And certainly not my relief pilot! I wonder what that merchant was about? Smuggling? Most likely...
94	90	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_RERENASU_000_063	Should I report this to the Yellowjackets? ...But what if I'm being watched? I could end up facedown in the harbor...
95	91	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_RERENASU_000_064	What to do, what to do...
96	92	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_RERENASU_000_065	Oh! G-Greetings, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>miss<Else/>sir</If>! Do you seek passage to Aleport? Or Costa del Sol, perhaps?
97	93	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_066	Rerenasu appears distraught. Move some distance away, then approach him again while cloaked by your Hide ability and attempt to eavesdrop on his mumbling.
98	94	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_067	Rerenasu appears distraught. Approach him while cloaked by your Hide ability and attempt to eavesdrop on his mumbling.
99	95	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_064	（★未使用／削除予定★）
100	96	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_070	Gerulf is hawking his wares to a customer...
101	97	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_GERULF_000_071	You have quite an eye for quality, sir! We've a splendid range of produce from every corner of Eorzea, but one simply cannot visit Limsa Lominsa without sampling some of the local specialties!
102	98	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_GERULF_000_072	Would you care for some freshly squeezed La Noscean orange juice? Or perhaps our famed salt cod is more to your taste...?
103	99	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_073	Gerulf continues to espouse the virtues of his merchandise, but his impassioned urgings appear to have little relevance to your assignment.
104	100	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_GERULF_000_074	An excellent choice! Might I also direct your gaze to these items on the bottom─
105	101	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_GERULF_000_075	Ah! Another customer! Welcome, welcome! Did you see aught you like? Pray stay and browse to your heart's content!
106	102	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_076	Gerulf is speaking in a low but lively tone to a nearby customer. Move some distance away, then approach him again while cloaked by your Hide ability and attempt to eavesdrop on his exhortations.
107	103	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_077	Gerulf is speaking in a low but lively tone to a nearby customer. Approach him while cloaked by your Hide ability and attempt to eavesdrop on his exhortations.
108	104	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_SYSTEM_000_074	（★未使用／削除予定★）
109	105	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_080	Welcome back, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. I hope yer skulkin' went well.
110	106	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_081	Ye might be an angel o' death with the daggers, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>dove<Else/>colt</If>, but any rogue what shuns the shadows is headed for an early grave. A sneaky <If(PlayerParameter(4))>mort<Else/>cove</If> can nose about without riskin' a scrap, or slip <If(PlayerParameter(4))>herself<Else/>himself</If> into the best position to ambush a mark.
111	107	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_082	Once they've seen ye, though, yer rum fun is done. Hidin' is part concealment an' part distraction, an' ye won't be disappearin' on a cove what already knows yer there.
112	108	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_083	All right, I'm done prattlin'. What'd ye manage to learn about our musket-buyin' merchant friend?
113	109	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_084	Slippin' coin to a ferry pilot, was he? An' by what ye heard from that chef at the Bismarck, this trader means to hop the twig, an' soon.
114	110	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_085	That matches with me own findin's: he's vacated his rooms at the inn an' paid his dues in full.
115	111	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_086	Bein' a merchant, we can be sure that he won't be leavin' without his merchandise. So, here's the plan: we wait for him to stack his goods on the pier, then you ghost in an' grabble them firearms.
116	112	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_087	I'm hopin' we can get the job done quiet an' under cover of darkmans, but it never hurts to be prepared for the worst. Sounds like he's got a small army o' sellswords on the payroll...
117	113	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_090	I'll send word to the Yellowjackets, an' have 'em post a cull near Hawkers' Alley. That way ye won't have far to bolt once ye've bitten the goods.
118	114	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_091	The mark should be along any moment, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Have ye got yer skulkin' boots on?
119	115	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_EDGETRADERS00126_000_100	You! You are not supposed to be here! I thought I ordered my hirelings to keep this jetty clear!
120	116	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_EDGETRADERS00126_000_101	Hm? ...One...two...three... ...There's one missing.
121	117	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_EDGETRADERS00126_000_102	My crate of muskets! It's gone!
122	118	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_EDGETRADERS00126_000_103	Thief! <Emphasis>Stop</Emphasis> <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>him</If>, you useless sluggards! What am I paying you for!?
123	119	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_110	That turned hairy, didn't it, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>dove<Else/>colt</If>?
124	120	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_111	Once ye reached the Yellowjacket, though, the merchant called off his blades. Wise enough to cut his losses, I'll give him that.
125	121	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_112	I'd say we're all done here. Let's head inside an' tell Jacke the bene news.
126	122	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_130	I heard the sounds o' fightin' comin' from outside, an' now I've whiddled the cause of it. ...I thought we were aimin' for “subtle” on this job.
127	123	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_131	That many swads, was there? But ye got the Yellowjackets what they wanted, so all's well that ends well, eh?
128	124	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_132	Yer on yer way to becomin' a first-class rogue, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
129	125	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_133	Aye, the job didn't unfold exactly as planned, but do ye see the value o' keepin' out o' sight? Skulkin' might seem slow, but it can save ye time─an' a fair amount o' bleedin'─in the long run.
130	126	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_134	Ah, speakin' of unexpected developments... I've a bit o' bad news for ye, V'kebbe.
131	127	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_135	I searched high an' low, but it seems some unprincipled cove has yaffled yer sandwich. There were naught but crumbs to be found.
132	128	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_136	No... My sandwich... It was a Bismarck special...
133	129	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_137	Do ye know how much I was lookin' forward to that meal!? Me belly's about ready to cave in on itself!
134	130	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_138	'Tis a tragedy o' the highest order, love. An' ye know I can't bear to see me rogues in such distress...
135	131	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_139	So, I gave Underfoot a special assignment─he should be back any moment now...
136	132	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_140	...with a freshly made Bismarck special finger sandwich!
137	133	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_141	Ye did that for me!? Yer not japin' with me, are ye, Jacke!?
138	134	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_142	This ain't no japin' matter. 'Tis a guildmaster's responsibility to see that all his coves an' morts are at their best for the job.
139	135	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_143	Ah, Jacke, there ye are! I've got that sandwich ye ordered!
140	136	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_144	An' didn't the chef give me a wattle-ful when I said we was in a hurry! Maybe next time ye could think twice afore ye yaffle a fellow rogue's sup─
141	137	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_145	...Oh, bollocks.
142	138	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_146	...
143	139	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_147	...Jacke. Did you eat my supper?
144	140	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_148	Now, now, lass, let's not be hasty. There's a fresh new sandwich right here for ye. No harm done, eh?
145	141	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_149	Ye've cloyed somethin' what belonged to me, Jacke. An' I can't ignore the code...
146	142	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_150	Ahahaha, aye, the code! We mustn't ignore the code! ...Yer havin' a laugh, aren't ye, lass? ...Lass?
147	143	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_151	Aaargh!
148	144	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_152	...That might be the swiftest string-up I've ever seen.
149	145	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_153	A punishment to fit the crime. Take a good long look, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
150	146	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_000_154	The code exists to preserve peace in Limsa─to keep the alleys from runnin' red with blood. This city's me home, an' I'll draw daggers on <Emphasis>any</Emphasis> cove fool enough to threaten that peace.
151	147	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_155	A pointed lesson. Let's head inside, eh? Yer sandwich'll get cold.
152	148	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_156	(-Jacke-)Hey! Do ye mean to leave me here all night!? At least ye gave me a grand view o' the harbor! ...Gods piss, these ropes are tight!
153	149	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_MILALA_000_157	(-Yellowjacket Soldier-)And now we find ourselves indebted to the Rogues' Guild. The <Emphasis>Rogues'</Emphasis> Guild.
154	150	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_MILALA_000_158	(-Yellowjacket Soldier-)Hmph, the impropriety of it all. Would that I could see <Emphasis>them</Emphasis> occupying a cell next to those thieving pirates...
155	151	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_160	Ow... Them ropes'll leave chafe marks for a bleedin' week. I may've wriggled meself free, but that's the last time I let me belly do the thinkin'...
156	152	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_JACKE_000_161	An' just think: V'kebbe strung me up over an egg sandwich. Those coves what well an' truly stomp on the code get it far worse. Keep up yer trainin', <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>, an' ye'll soon be handin' out rogue justice yerself.
157	153	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_QIB_TODO001	Use the Hide ability to retrieve the stolen firearms.
158	154	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_QIB_TODO002	Deliver the firearms to the Yellowjacket near Hawkers' Alley.
159	155	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_01	I've spotted the mark at the end of the pier. Sneak over there an' lighten his load.
160	156	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_02	We've no place to run... Time to get yer stabbers out!
161	157	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_03	Slink past any other swads in yer way, an' get them goods to the Yellowjackets.
162	158	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_04	I'll lead these culls a merry chase. Meet me in front o' the guild once all is bob!
163	159	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_05	Bollocks. This ain't how the job was meant to end...
164	160	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_MERCHANT_BATTLETALK_01	Thieves! Scoundrels! A bonus to the one who brings me their hides!
165	161	TEXT_CLSROG101_00126_YEL_DUMMY_BATTLETALK_01	Aye, these are our stolen muskets. The quartermaster will be pleased.