ffxiv-datamining/csv/quest/017/JobMch500_01703.csv

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4	0	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_00	Stephanivien would ask you to gather your colleagues for the tourney.
5	1	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_01	Stephanivien, exultant that the day of the tourney is at hand, would have you call your colleagues back to the manufactory. Head outside the workshop, and speak with Joye.
6	2	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_02	You approach Joye, only to find her frantic at the discovery of a crate full of broken firearms. After you soothe her panic somewhat, she is able to tell you where Rostnsthal is to be found. Head towards the other side of the workshop, and seek out the master of marksmanship.
7	3	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_03	Rostnsthal is furious to hear of the smashed weapons, and bids you scour the area around the manufactory for the culprit's accomplices. Search Foundation for lingering miscreants, and scare them away using Hot Shot.
8	4	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_04	You encounter three potential troublemakers, and warn them off with your frighteningly accurate marksmanship. Return to the manufactory and report to Stephanivien.
9	5	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_05	No sooner have you described your encounters to Stephanivien when a nearby explosion rocks the workshop. Head outside and speak with Joye.
10	6	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_06	Joye mournfully shares her discovery of the destroyed turrets, but it seems that Stephanivien is not yet ready to surrender House Haillenarte's place in the tourney. The chief machinist vows to replace the damaged weaponry, and sends your colleagues ahead to put on a show of confidence. Join Stephanivien in the manufactory, and discuss what must be done to overcome this latest disaster.
11	7	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_SEQ_07	In the face of repeated attacks against the workshop and your dwindling chances of success, Stephanivien finds himself ever more dependant upon the brilliance of a talented few─namely you and Joye. But will skill alone be enough to balance the loss of so much machinist weaponry...?
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28	24	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_TODO_00	Speak with Joye.
29	25	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_TODO_01	Speak with Rostnsthal.
30	26	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_TODO_02	Use Hot Shot to scare off troublemakers.
31	27	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_TODO_03	Report to Stephanivien.
32	28	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_TODO_04	Speak with Joye.
33	29	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_TODO_05	Speak with Stephanivien.
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52	48	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_000	The day of the tourney is finally upon us. This is it, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! This is machinistry's moment of truth!
53	49	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_001	Pray gather our colleagues together. Joye should be just outside performing some last-moment firearm inspections, and Rostnsthal...well, Joye may have a better idea of his whereabouts than I.
54	50	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_002	Pray inform our colleagues that the moment is at hand.
55	51	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_010	Oh, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, this is a disaster! Someone has broken into our storage crates and smashed all the firearms!
56	52	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_011	I-I must tell his lordship! ...No! We must check the other crates first! Or, maybe... Oooh, what do we do!?
57	53	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_012	...Aye, you're right, of course. Givin' in to panic won't help us none. I'll see what's become of the rest of the weapons, then report me findings to his lordship.
58	54	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_013	Rostnsthal? Last I saw, he was gettin' some fresh air out behind the workshop.
59	55	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_ROSTNSTHAL_000_020	Don't look now, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lassie<Else/>lad</If>, but I think we've got visitors again. Stubborn bastards...
60	56	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_ROSTNSTHAL_000_021	...Eh!? Smashed up our firearms, ye say!? Seems whatever scrag it is as wants us gone is done with bein' subtle.
61	57	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_ROSTNSTHAL_000_022	We'd best run off the rest o' these thugs afore they decide to set fire to the place.
62	58	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_ROSTNSTHAL_000_023	Ye know what to do: warning Hot Shots only so's we don't bring the wrath o' the Temple Knights down upon us. Meet me back in the workshop when yer done with yer patrol.
63	59	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_PROWLER01703A_000_030	Hm hm hm. The timin' has to be perfect...
64	60	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_PROWLER01703A_000_035	Gah! Where'd you come from!?
65	61	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_PROWLER01703B_000_030	'Tis naught personal, Haillenarte, but coin is coin...
66	62	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_PROWLER01703B_000_035	P-Please, no! 'Twasn't my idea!
67	63	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_PROWLER01703C_000_030	Just wait until no one is lookin'...
68	64	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_PROWLER01703C_000_035	...Ah! That purse ain't worth gettin' shot at!
69	65	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_040	<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, are you quite all right? Our fine instructor here tells me you've both been busy chasing off hired miscreants again.
70	66	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_041	(-Joye-)I'm afraid the damage has already been done, me lordship. Even after scrapin' together our spares, we've less than half the weapons we need for the tourney...
71	67	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_042	（★未使用／削除予定★）
72	68	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_042	Then half will just have to do. 'Twill be difficult, I know, but I believe we still have a chan─
73	69	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_ROSTNSTHAL_000_043	(-Rostnsthal-)What in the bloody 'ells was that!? Sounds like someone fired a damn cannon or summat!
74	70	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_049	Whatever is it this time...?
75	71	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_050	Oh, m-me lordship... Our turrets...
76	72	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_ROSTNSTHAL_000_051	(-Rostnsthal-)Blast! We must've missed one o' the shite-eatin' bastards!
77	73	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_052	That's it, then. We'll have to forfeit the contest.
78	74	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_053	Nay, my dear. There is yet time to remedy this! These efforts to confound our chances serve but to stoke the fires of my determination!
79	75	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_054	Pray accompany me back inside, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
80	76	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_055	Rostnsthal! Joye! Lead your fellow machinists to the tourney field, and don you masks of supreme confidence. Whilst our mysterious enemy is distracted by your show of bravado, I shall work to replace the damaged firearms.
81	77	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_JOYE_000_056	B-But, how can you craft so many weapons afore the contest begins!?
82	78	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_057	The short of it is: I cannot. Not to my usual exacting specifications, of course. Only the four of us must be aware of the poor quality of our replacements.
83	79	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_058	You and Joye must needs fight that much harder, to compensate for your colleagues' lack of firepower.
84	80	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_CELESTAUX_000_060	I'll do me best to keep the others in high spirits, too, Lord Stephanivien. Me apologies─I wasn't tryin' to eavesdrop or nothin', but when I heard the noise...
85	81	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_061	Ah, Celestaux... Well, there's naught for it, now. Welcome to the conspiracy.
86	82	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_062	Formidable foes. Meager chance of success. This shall be a victory worthy of song!
87	83	TEXT_JOBMCH500_01703_STEPHANIVIEN_000_070	Would that the odds were not so heavily stacked against us, but we cannot let a few setbacks stand in the way of our moment of glory!