ffxiv-datamining/csv/quest/001/ClsRog301_00155.csv

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4	0	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_SEQ_00	Jacke needs you to join his rogues in the effort to reclaim the Black Sarcophagus.
5	1	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_SEQ_01	Jacke has decided that a net of rogues cast over the city is the only way to catch the Reformists before they can go through with their murderous plan. Take up your position at the Aftcastle, and stay vigilant for any signs of Aisibhir and his crew.
6	2	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_SEQ_02	Slipping past the vigilant gazes of rogues and Yellowjackets alike, the Reformists manage to reach the Mizzenmast and prime the Black Sarcophagus to explode. With scant moments left until the mine is set to detonate, however, you manage to disable the device and save the city from untold destruction. Aisibhir and his crew are defeated, and the prototype weapon once again safe in the hands of the Yellowjackets. As for Milala's challenge, Jacke's keen ears and nimble fingers have allowed the impudent guildmaster to liberate the Silver Sorrows from the ailing and unsuspecting captain. Thus do the rogues end the contest with two of the three treasures, ensuring victory for the guild. Return to the Dutiful Sisters and speak with Jacke.
7	3	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_SEQ_03	Appearing glad to see the difficult and lengthy assignment come to an end, Jacke praises your unrelenting dedication to the code. Should you choose to leave the shadows of the underworld, however, he suggests that you devote yourself to a code of your own, and employ your deadly new skills to uphold it. Though your eyes may readjust to the light of day, the lessons learned at the Dutiful Sisters will never leave you.
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28	24	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_TODO_00	Keep watch from your position at the Aftcastle.
29	25	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_TODO_01	Speak with Jacke at the Rogues' Guild.
30	26	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_TODO_02
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52	48	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_000	If the leader o' the Reformists─this “Captain Aisibhir”─is plannin' on millin' the Admiral with a bang, then my guess is he'll be aimin' to demolish the entire command room.
53	49	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_001	Ye know the Mizzenmast, aye? The tower what holds the Drownin' Wench an' Bulwark Hall? The Admiral's Bridge─an' her command room─are right at the top of it.
54	50	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_002	Then ye've got the district what surrounds the Mizzenmast─that's the busy beatin' heart o' the city. Even with the threat of an attack, ye can't just seal it up in the blink of an eye an' call the whole thing bob. Try to explain the danger to the culls what live an' work there, an' then ye'd have a frightened, stampedin' mob on yer fambles.
55	51	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_003	Nay, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>, our only option is to have eyes snilchin' every approach to the tower. I'll put the whid out to as many coves as I can, an' spread 'em through the streets.
56	52	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_004	Yer job'll be to cover the Aftcastle. Just wait an' see, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>─we'll get this Aisibhir...an' his little bomb, too!
57	53	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_010	Take up a vantage point at the Aftcastle. One of us'll spot Aisibhir, an' then he'll learn what it means to defy the code!
58	54	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_BOCHARD_000_011	Ye all right, then, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>dove<Else/>colt</If>? Ye seem set to fly to pieces. But it's times like this that ye most need to calm yer mind, an' keep yer glazes peeled for the small stuff.
59	55	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_LONWOERD_000_012	（★未使用／削除予定★）
60	56	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_ITOLWANN_000_013	The Reformists are planning to blow up the command room!? I'll be sure to keep an eye out for any unusual customers here at the Wench. ...Well, more unusual than usual.
61	57	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_050	Ugh, the fog picked a grand night to roll in thick. This'll make things interestin'...
62	58	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_051	Our presence on the streets is far too thin! Where are the reinforcements I ordered!?
63	59	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_YELLOWJACKET00155_000_052	My apologies, Captain. There just aren't any more soldiers to spare. The bulk of our forces has already been assigned to guard not only the Admiral, but a number of other high-ranking personnel, as well.
64	60	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_053	Unacceptable! What could Commodore Reyner be thinking? There are dangerous criminals stalking the city as we speak!
65	61	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_054	Call in squads from the outposts if you must, but I want to see our security tightened and the populace properly protected!
66	62	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_YELLOWJACKET00155_000_055	But, Captain... We can't be certain the pirates' plan hasn't changed. If we consider the possibility that they've switched to a target outside the walls, it would be folly to weaken those defenses...
67	63	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_056	Hmph! You've made your point, Sergeant. Return to your post!
68	64	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_057	Once all is lost, it is far too late to question what one should have done...
69	65	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_058	You seem troubled, sir. Perhaps I can be of assis─
70	66	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_059	Ah!
71	67	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_AISIBHIRSCREW00155_000_060	(-Smirking Lalafell-)I've been dyin' to meet you, lass. Aye, keen to set eyes on the bold Yellowbelly what cost our crew a fortune in Ul'dahn coin.
72	68	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_061	You... You're an Executioner! One of Aisibhir's men!
73	69	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_AISIBHIRSCREW00155_000_062	Ye've strayed too far into a world ye don't understand, lass. Yer eyes is fixed on the light o' justice, leavin' ye blind to the chasm openin' up at yer feet...
74	70	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_AISIBHIRSCREW00155_000_063	At least they'll say ye died with yer boots on.
75	71	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_AISIBHIRSCREW00155_000_064	The Yellowbelly won't be botherin' us no more, Cap'n. As for the mine, the lads'll 'ave it primed in front o' the Wench by the time ye get there.
76	72	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_AISIBHIR_000_065	Good. Not long now afore we drag that bitch Admiral, her pretty tower, an' all her simperin' curs down to the bottom o' the sea...
77	73	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_AISIBHIR_000_066	Then I'll raise our flag on the ruins o' the Mizzenmast, an' lead our brethren in a return to the old ways o' blood an' plunder!
78	74	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_DRUNK00155_000_067	Should not've 'ad that lasht bottle... <hiccup> ...Bottlesh? The wife ish gonna... <hiccup> ...kill me...
79	75	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_DRUNK00155_000_068	...Eh? What'sh that, then?
80	76	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_069	...Not after...the command room... They mean to bring down...the entire...tower...
81	77	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_070	If the Mizzenmast falls... <gasp> The bridges...will follow... Half the city will...
82	78	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_071	P-Please... You must help me... The danger... Far greater than we...
83	79	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_DRUNK00155_000_072	Bloody hells! It'sh alive! Oh no, no, no, I didn't shee nuffin'! Didn't. Shee. <Emphasis>Nuffin'</Emphasis>!
84	80	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_073	Please! You must...send word...
85	81	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_074	Someone...must be told...
86	82	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_075	You... How did you...?
87	83	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_076	Yer “valiant an' forthright” weapon─ye could hear that single pistol shot from malms away. Weren't hard to guess what'd happened.
88	84	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_077	I poked the Yellowjackets on me way over. A healer'll be along shortly.
89	85	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_078	Bene. That means we've only one last thing to do.
90	86	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_079	We have never...been allies... But I beg of you...
91	87	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_080	You must... You must stop them! ...Save the city!
92	88	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_081	Ah, lass, ye know ye don't need to ask. Takin' down mad coves an' bitin' back what was bitten is our job.
93	89	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_082	You all set, then?
94	90	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_VKEBBE_000_083	Ready, Jacke.
95	91	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_084	Always!
96	92	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_085	Then let's go cloy that sarcophagus─an' fit Aisibhir for a new coffin!
97	93	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_100	Status report?
98	94	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_YELLOWJACKET00155_000_101	The mine has been disabled, and the engineers should soon have it safely removed.
99	95	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_YELLOWJACKET00155_000_102	Our soldiers sustained some injuries in the battle with the Reformists, but none were fatal. ...Also, the Admiral sends her sincerest gratitude.
100	96	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_103	Hm...
101	97	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_CITIZENB00155_000_104	Look, there she is! That's Captain Milala! The hero of Limsa Lominsa!
102	98	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_CITIZENA00155_000_105	Are you recovered from your wound, Captain!?
103	99	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_CITIZENB00155_000_106	We heard how you very nearly lost your life stopping that horde of pirates from blowing up the Mizzenmast!
104	100	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_CITIZENC00155_000_107	Three cheers for the Yellowjackets! Our city'd be lost without ye!
105	101	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_108	But, wait... That's not how it...
106	102	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_109	Sergeant! What of the rogues? Did they survive the battle?
107	103	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_YELLOWJACKET00155_000_110	I don't rightly know, Captain... All we found near the sarcophagus were Reformists─either dead or strung from the rafters.
108	104	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_111	...Alive, then. 'Twould seem we are deeply in their debt.
109	105	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_YELLOWJACKET00155_000_112	...Ah, Captain? Might I have the Silver Sorrows from you now? We've been ordered to hand them over to the commodore, along with the Black Sarcophagus.
110	106	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_113	Why, of course, they're right h─
111	107	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_114	...The earrings! I could've sworn I was still...
112	108	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_115	<gasp> ...He wouldn't have! He <Emphasis>stole</Emphasis> them from me while I lay dying!?
113	109	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_116	That...that cad! I <Emphasis>knew</Emphasis> he was not to be trusted!
114	110	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_MILALA_000_117	“Keep an eye on them,” indeed. I should have known...
115	111	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_118	Are ye sure about this, Jacke? We should've cloyed the sarcophagus as well.
116	112	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_118	（★未使用／削除予定★）
117	113	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_119	...Eh, I think she's earned it, don't you? If it bothers ye that much, think of it as a trade.
118	114	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_119	（★未使用／削除予定★）
119	115	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_VKEBBE_000_120	<giggle> If ye ask me, they look a bit daft.
120	116	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_121	Well, I didn't ask ye!
121	117	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_122	So, the 'Jackets ended up with the mine, an' we got the diamond an' the earrings. Which means... Victory belongs to the Rogues' Guild!
122	118	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_123	Do ye think Milala'll leave it at that, then? I get the feelin' we ain't done with her yet.
123	119	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_124	I'd say we're done with her challenge, but ye never know when our paths'll cross again. We'll just have to see what Limsa's underbelly spits up next.
124	120	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_125	Aye. This city ain't ever quiet for long...
125	121	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_126	Well, it's been a pleasure workin' with ye, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! If I ever need a trusty pair o' stabbers by me side, I'll know who to ask!
126	122	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_VKEBBE_000_127	I'm off as well. Bloody starvin', I am... Don't forget to yaffle a bite when ye can, eh, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>?
127	123	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_128	We'd best head back to the Sisters, too, afore the shrew decides she'd rather hear us cry cockles.
128	124	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_129	Bene work, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Be seein' ye soon.
129	125	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_140	Ho there, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. It'll be nice to finally have a bit of a rest, eh? The job never ends, but even a dimber damber like meself needs to breathe every now an' again.
130	126	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_141	An' yer 'venturin' mates must be wonderin' where ye've got to! That was a proper long assignment, but I'm glad ye decided to see it through.
131	127	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_142	Ye've proven to be a stalwart protector o' the code...even if this ain't truly yer world. When ye walk back into the lightmans, ye'll have to find yer own code to uphold.
132	128	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_143	An' when ye do, ye'll have the skills ye learned in the shadows to help ye defend it.
133	129	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_000_144	Well, that's more'n enough prittle prattle out o' me. Yer travels might take ye far an' wide, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, but know yer always welcome here at the Sisters!
134	130	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_QIB_TODO001	Defeat the Reformists, and prevent the explosion!
135	131	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_QIB_TODO002	Destroy detonators
136	132	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_QIB_TODO003	Find and destroy the detonators before time runs out!
137	133	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_QIB_TODO004	Defeat the Reformists!
138	134	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_BATTLETALK_01	Make for the Mizzenmast an' find Aisibhir!
139	135	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_BATTLETALK_02	<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, mill all them detonators! We'll keep these coves busy!
140	136	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_BATTLETALK_03	The bomb! We're too late...
141	137	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_BATTLETALK_04	That's the bomb taken care of, then. Now these bastards get our full attention!
142	138	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_BATTLETALK_05	The job... We was almost done...
143	139	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_JACKE_BATTLETALK_06	Bene! Ye know how I hate trackin' down stragglers!
144	140	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMU_BATTLETALK_01	So many of 'em... I think their whole bloody crew is here!
145	141	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMU_BATTLETALK_02	Find an' smash them detonators! Check the ramps goin' up, an' goin' down!
146	142	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMU_BATTLETALK_03	The light on the mine went out!
147	143	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_PERIMU_BATTLETALK_04	Try not to trip...over me quarron...
148	144	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_01	What!? That's it, then!?
149	145	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_02	<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>'s disabled the sarcophagus!
150	146	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_VKEBBE_BATTLETALK_03	I guess I have...gotten soft...
151	147	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_BOSS_BATTLETALK_01	Ye can't stop us now, scrags! Only three minutes until the show begins!
152	148	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_BOSS_BATTLETALK_02	Damn you rogues an' yer swivin' code! I'll have yer bloody 'eads for this!
153	149	TEXT_CLSROG301_00155_BOSS_BATTLETALK_DEAD	This wasn't...part o' me plan... I could've been a king among pirates...