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10TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_SEQ_00The ache you carry cannot have escaped Father Iliud's sharp eyes, yet he makes no note of it.
21TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_SEQ_01Iliud bids you go to Lost Hope, a raft of exiles lashed to the graceful ship of Ul'dah, and deliver four sticks of vilekin repellant to Zazawaka.
32TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_SEQ_02Immediately wary and just as immediately courteous, Zazawaka asks you to apply the repellant. Take the sticks and use them at the appointed locations.
43TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_SEQ_03You have applied the repellant. Report your success to Zazawaka.
54TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_SEQ_04Grateful for your assistance, Zazawaka shares his private worries with you. You have no words of comfort, for the exile speaks true. Return to the Church of Saint Adama Landama and report to Father Iliud.
65TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_SEQ_05You speak with Father Iliud, and sense the depth of his grief for the fate of these people. On your own cares too, he gives a brief and gentle counsel.
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2524TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_TODO_00Show Zazawaka the sticks of vilekin repellant.
2625TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_TODO_01Sprinkle the repellant at the destinations.
2726TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_TODO_02Speak with Zazawaka.
2827TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_TODO_03Return to the church and report to Iliud.
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4948TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ILIUD_000_000Death begets death, especially in those places where privation is the sovereign. A corse left unburied is as a rich field to vilekin, where they may sow pestilence and water it with their miasma.
5049TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ILIUD_000_001Nowhere is the rule of privation so apparent as in Lost Hope. A man may die upon the roadside there and go unclaimed, for no ties bind these unhappy folk together except a common misfortune: their homelands are no more.
5150TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ILIUD_000_002But as long as they live, some hope remains, and so we must thwart pestilence ere it begins. Will you deliver this repellant to that den of sorrow?
5251TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ZAZAWAKA_000_020What business do you have here, stranger? Oh, you come from the Church of Saint Adama Landama?
5352TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ZAZAWAKA_000_025Ah, the vilekin repellant. The good father told me last moon of this plan. He is a man that keeps his word, and 'twas kind of him to have you deliver it.
5453TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ZAZAWAKA_000_026Did he tell you where\xe2\x94\x80and how\xe2\x94\x80these are to be used? I fear I have little knowledge of alchemy.
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5756TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ZAZAWAKA_000_040Thank you, stranger. This place may seem wretched to you, and none here would deny it is. But last year, it had the look of a charnel house, so fiercely did the pestilence rage. Tell Father Iliud we owe him a debt of life.
5857TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ZAZAWAKA_000_041I confess, though, I wonder if we are saved from a plague only to perish in war. We have little love for Garlemald here, and news of them who burned our homes travels fast.
5958TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ZAZAWAKA_000_042What chance does Lost Hope have against a force that plucked Ala Mhigo like a ripe peach? Fight or flee, we must make plans. Yet few have ears to listen to me. They have too much to fear already, too many demons to slay every hour.
6059TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ILIUD_000_060Thank you, \x02,\r\xff\x07\x02)\x03\xeb\x02\x03\xff\x02 \x02\x03. Sometimes for what ails us in thinking, we find relief in doing.
6160TEXT_GAIUSB504_00873_ILIUD_000_061The ministration to exiles is one of the duties of the Church of Saint Adama Landama. I pray that someday, with the grace of the gods, they may find again what they have lost.