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5	1	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_001	Have you come here to share a heroic yarn with me, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? Please, do go on─you have my rapt attention.
6	2	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_Q1_000_001	What story will you share?
7	3	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_MENU_CANCEL	Nothing.
8	4	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_002	Oh, have you come just to say hello? I appreciate the gesture, to be sure, just as I appreciate that you are a busy <If(PlayerParameter(4))>woman<Else/>man</If>. Even so, I do hope you find time in the future to regale me with a tale or two.
9	5	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_003	...Ah, I understand. You have no tales worth telling─yet, that is. I know for certain 'tis but a matter of time until you are thrust into the heart of matters most dramatic.
10	6	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_004	Fortunately, the denizens of this city are great lovers of tall tales and thrilling verse. They simply cannot hear enough of your exploits, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! Thank you for being my ever-dependable muse.
11	7	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_005	So, what have you brought for me today?
12	8	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_006	You did battle with Valigarmanda!? The tural vidraal of legend, dubbed the Skyruin, who ruled the heavens by beak and talon. Many are the legend of this beast among beasts, but I would wager the telling of your battle is more thrilling than the most harrowing tales!
13	9	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_007	By the hands of a devious scoundrel was the seal put in place by Gulool Ja Ja broken, and thus was the living calamity unleashed again upon the world...only to be struck down by Wuk Lamat and her mighty companion!
14	10	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_008	This glimpse into the events of the rite of succession shall provide me with more than enough inspiration for my next song. Thank you for sharing it with me, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
15	11	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_009	By the by, do you know the meaning of the term “tural vidraal”?
16	12	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_010	In the language of the Mamool Ja, it means “that which clings to the earth.” A fitting description for beings powerful enough to claim an entire continent as their territory. And Valigarmanda was said to be the most formidable among them.
17	13	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_011	Though you emerged victorious, the fiend was but recently roused from slumber. What do you suppose would have happened had Valigarmanda been given sufficient time to regain its strength?
18	14	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_012	Hah, such questions are why we have imaginations, yes? And imagine I shall... The mightiest heroes of Etheirys matched against the full fury of Valigarmanda. A story for the ages!
19	15	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_020	So, what have you brought for me today?
20	16	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_021	Ah, the final moments of the former Dawnservant's firstborn. His story gives rise to a complex mixture of emotions, and it would be insulting to call it something so trite as an adventurous tale.
21	17	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_022	As the only true son of Gulool Ja Ja, he doubtless felt a heavy burden of responsibility to be deemed worthy of succeeding his father. This weight was likely made all the more stifling by the fact he had but one head.
22	18	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_023	And so he sought great power to make up for his perceived shortcomings. Yet he could never quite live up to the expectations he set for himself, and in his blind pursuit, he stepped upon a crooked path...
23	19	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_024	For thirty long years did he keep company with anger in that dome... Yet no amount of anguish can justify the countless lives he stole.
24	20	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_025	You know what I believe, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>? I believe the moment Zoraal Ja killed his own father, whose admiration he fought so hard to win, his life lost all meaning.
25	21	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_026	His sins cannot be forgiven, 'tis true. Yet his story is a tragic one, and I suspect each of us can see parts of ourselves reflected within it.
26	22	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_027	Thank you for sharing it with me. A dark shadow loomed over the rite of succession, and we would do best not to forget he who cast it.
27	23	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_028	While many will view Zoraal Ja as a murderer and tyrant, reducing him to a mindless villain will blunt the impact of the lessons we can learn from his fate. This is a tale that must be told with great care...
28	24	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_030	So, what have you brought for me today?
29	25	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_031	The trials and tribulations of Queen Sphene, who was confronted with many a difficult decision as she sought to protect the citizens of her nation, Alexandria...
30	26	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_032	In that realm, people regard souls as merely a resource. And when they die, the aether of their memories is used to create the Endless, simulacra of the departed that can only be sustained with life force harvested from the living...
31	27	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_033	Being so very different from what we know, such a way of life is difficult for us to accept. Indeed, it seemed only inevitable that you should come into conflict with Sphene.
32	28	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_034	She herself was not among the living, but an entity brought forth to fulfill a certain objective. And therein, I believe, lay the root of this tale's tragedy.
33	29	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_035	Recreated from the noblest of souls though she was, she was helpless to defy the purpose to which she had been bound: protecting the Endless no matter the cost.
34	30	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_036	Thus did she continue on her destructive path, though she knew it led only to a dead end.
35	31	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_037	A question if you may, my friend. Deep in your heart, do you believe that the Sphene whom you met was alive?
36	32	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_Q5_000_001	What will you say?
37	33	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_A5_000_002	She was alive, in her own way.
38	34	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_A5_000_003	Though she was many things, she wasn't alive.
39	35	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_A5_000_004	I'm not sure...
40	36	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_038	So you think that. Even with the knowledge that her existence differed from the living, you hold that she was alive...
41	37	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_039	I see. Indeed, her existence differed greatly from the living. There is no changing that fact.
42	38	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_040	I see. Though her existence differed much from the living, precisely what does it mean to be alive? 'Tis no easy thing to define.
43	39	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_041	I thank you for your honest answer. I shall take it to heart.
44	40	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_042	For my part, whether or not she was possessed of life, I believe that there existed an individual called Sphene, who cared deeply for her people. Who heard the voices of her people, felt as they did, and thought only for their welfare.
45	41	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_043	That is why, at battle's end, she returned as the gentle soul you knew.
46	42	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_044	But here, a thought fills me with dread. What if that soul failed to return, and the fearsome entity she had become continued its relentless onslaught?
47	43	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_045	Might it have succeeded in its objective, and plundered life force from other realities at the cost of untold destruction...? Of such a possibility shall I sing, that we might give thanks for the path we were mercifully spared.
48	44	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_046	By golden light two rulers walked, Their paths in conflict lying.♪ One bound to slay, one sworn to save, They forged ahead untiring.♪
49	45	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_047	The mem'ries of departed days, Endure as fate and fetters.♪ For keepers staunch a blessed warmth, Oblivion for the breakers.♪
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87	83	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_200	So, what have you brought for me today?
88	84	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_201	Well now, that is quite a tremendous tale... If I may, I shall attempt to recount it in my own words, the better to reflect upon the events for song.
89	85	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_202	A century past, the hero Ardbert fought and felled the Ascian Mitron. By the power of Light, the villain's body was transformed into Eden, the first sin eater, who unleashed the Flood of Light that engulfed the First.
90	86	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_203	Despite being locked in a stupor, Mitron mustered the strength to call from the prison that was his vessel, in the desperate hope of reaching his fallen comrade, Loghrif. And reach Loghrif he finally did, in her reincarnated form as the maiden Gaia.
91	87	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_204	From a young age, Gaia had heard Mitron's voice in her mind. She referred to it as “the faerie,” and there were times when it even took over her consciousness.
92	88	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_205	And be it by chance or by fate, Eden's subsequent awakening by Ryne, the Oracle of Light, led to Gaia's appearance in the Empty, where the two maidens first encountered each other.
93	89	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_206	At length, Mitron restored Loghrif's memories in Gaia, and the two Ascians returned once more. But in no small part due to your valor, the worst was prevented from coming to pass...
94	90	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_207	'Tis truly a stirring tale, and no moment of it more so than when Gaia lay on the verge of being erased. How beautiful to imagine that her memories of Ryne served as an anchor that kept her from fading away.
95	91	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_208	Yet as perfectly as that unfolded, I cannot help but wonder what might have happened if something else had gone awry. For instance, in the moment that Ryne roused Eden, what if Mitron had likewise reached out and interfered...?
96	92	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_209	Yes, I believe I have the makings of a song. One that speaks of a future that was not, yet may very well have been...
97	93	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_210	A villain dark a gaol did break, The Light to liberate.♪ A maiden pure her eyes unsure, He sought to change her fate.♪
98	94	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_211	Undying soul a gaol did flee, The Dark to stir awake.♪ A maiden lost to find once more, And good a promise make.♪
99	95	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_212	The First, a reflection that lay on the verge of annihilation by Light... Though I but speculate, many a tale must lie untold that steered its course.
100	96	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_213	As you tell it, the immortal Ascians were behind the calamities that befell the reflections.
101	97	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_214	If so, is it not a possibility that they, too, were responsible for the Flood of Light?
102	98	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_215	The Flood was then forestalled by the Oracle of Light, Minfilia, whose power was inherited by maidens after her. Souls who, by virtue of their gift, were destined to die fighting the sin eaters.
103	99	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_216	Theirs was a cruel path, but I wish to believe that they did not walk it alone. That someone stood with them, who sought to break the tragic wheel of fate.
104	100	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_217	Said someone might have been like them in some ways, yet the complete opposite in others. For instance...a maiden of like age, but who has ties to the Ascians─an Oracle of Darkness.
105	101	TEXT_CTSOPN70WANDERINGMINSTREL_00897_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_218	Yes, I believe I have the makings of a song. One that speaks of legacies inherited and destinies reshaped...