ffxiv-datamining/csv/custom/000/JobDefWhm_00095.csv

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4	0	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_010	I am Raya–O–Senna. A Padjal of Gridania, as you might discern from the horns on my head.
5	1	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_011	My name may be unfamiliar to you, but doubtless you know of my sister. That would be Kan–E–Senna, Elder Seedseer of Gridania and supreme commander of the Order of the Twin Adder.
6	2	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_012	Together, we are known as the three Seedseers─my sister, myself, and our younger brother, A–Ruhn–Senna.
7	3	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_013	Among my myriad titles, I am proud to call myself a practitioner of white magic, which is the art of healing.
8	4	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_014	This is an art for which we have no small need. The Twelveswood has been made to suffer unspeakable pains: from the Calamity, to unending conflicts with the beast tribes, to exploitation at the hands of our own people... It is my duty─my calling─to provide succor, and I do it gladly.
9	5	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_000	You wear an inquisitive expression, friend. Surely, this is not your first time seeing a Padjal?
10	6	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_Q1_000_001	What will you ask?
11	7	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_A1_000_001	Tell me about yourself.
12	8	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_A1_000_002	What is white magic?
13	9	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_A1_000_003	Nothing.
14	10	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_020	What is white magic, indeed? I often ask myself the selfsame question. I will tell you what I know, that you might come to an answer of your own.
15	11	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_021	The art now known as white magic dates back to the Fifth Astral Era. It was then that a brilliant young sorceress─for the first time in history─succeeded in channeling not merely her own life energy, but the aether that inhabits the very land itself.
16	12	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_022	Her magic was that of destruction: black magic. The people of Amdapor felt this power was too great to be allowed to go unchecked, and so it was that white magic─the magic of healing and solace─was born.
17	13	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_023	So it was that the forces of magic were brought into equilibrium, and civilization flourished. But this era of peace and prosperity would prove short-lived. War broke out, and the realm was thrown into chaos.
18	14	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_024	The War of the Magi. To rain death and destruction on their foes, mages summoned forth greater and greater powers. The war raged on, until the aether dried, and the land itself could bear the burden no longer.
19	15	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_025	So did the hubris of magi bring forth the Sixth Umbral Era...and with it a mighty flood that swept away entire civilizations, leaving naught but ruin and suffering in its wake.
20	16	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_026	The survivors─what few there were─banded together. Vowing never again to repeat their mistake, white and black magic were declared forbidden arts, never to be practiced again.
21	17	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_027	The elementals of the forest, knowing that men could not be trusted to keep such vows, took action as well. The Twelveswood grew, swallowing the ruins of Amdapor, and the power of white magic was sealed away deep in the forest, far from the reach of mortals.
22	18	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_028	Ages passed, until five centuries ago, the elementals at long last welcomed people back into the forest. So the nation of Gridania was founded, and my people─the Padjal─came into being, to serve as mediators between elementals and those who would reside in their forest home. It is from the elementals themselves that we inherited white magic.
23	19	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_090	Well met, old friend. How goes the letter carrying?
24	20	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_100	Well, if it isn't the realm's most accomplished letter carrier without a pom! You'll be pleased to know that the delivery moogle ranks have swelled with young ones eager to follow in your footsteps.
25	21	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_030	The Twelveswood welcomes you, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. I trust you remain true in your pursuit of our art?
26	22	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_050	Ah, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, welcome. Would you speak to me of some matter?
27	23	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_070	Ever does it hearten me to see your face, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. What brings you to the Twelveswood today?
28	24	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_075	I am glad that we were able to find Y'shtola. If truth be told, it is a miracle that she survived after being adrift in the Lifestream, and for so long.
29	25	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_150	The preservation of the Twelveswood hinges upon your successful purging of the taint. Yet again, my brother and I place a great burden upon you, but there is none other to whom we might turn.
30	26	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_160	So, A–Ruhn has taken a step towards self-betterment. Well, as his elder, I cannot allow myself to be outdone. You may hold me to these words, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!
31	27	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_165	I am glad that we were able to find Y'shtola. If truth be told, it is a miracle that she survived after being adrift in the Lifestream, and for so long.
32	28	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_166	Which leaves the matter of the taint. The preservation of the Twelveswood hinges upon your successful purging of it. Yet again, my brother and I place a great burden upon you, but there is none other to whom we might turn.
33	29	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_167	I am glad that we were able to find Y'shtola. If truth be told, it is a miracle that she survived after being adrift in the Lifestream, and for so long.
34	30	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_168	And thanks to you and Eschiva, the taint threatens the Twelveswood no more, and A–Ruhn has taken a step towards self-betterment. Well, as his elder, I cannot allow myself to be outdone. You may hold me to these words, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>!
35	31	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_170	I had not known the whispers of the elementals would lead you to lands so rarely visited.
36	32	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_171	East End is no place for a casual stroll, and I am glad that Brother E–Sumi–Yan chose to enlist your aid in his investigations.
37	33	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_180	You are curious as to Gatty's well-being? Ordinarily, it is our custom that Padjal remain cloistered away from the world until they reach maturity.
38	34	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_181	But Gatty is, as you know, an extraordinary case. We have allowed Sylphie to make regular visits, and the elementals, too, seem content with the arrangement.
39	35	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_Q2_000_001	What will you ask?
40	36	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_A2_000_001	How do you fare of late?
41	37	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_A2_000_002	What is white magic?
42	38	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_A2_000_003	Nothing.
43	39	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_091	I remain hearty and hale, thank you for asking, but I fear the deputy postmoogle suffers still. <sigh> The sweet, poor wretch... Naught has come of A–Ruhn's search for physick as yet, though he has uncovered many a cure for boils, and a remarkable worm unknown to science.
44	40	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_092	As for moogles to follow in your footsteps as assistant letter carriers, we have a goodly crop to serve within the Twelveswood. They are not adventurous creatures by nature, however, and...selective in their participation. Thus far, none will venture outside the forest.
45	41	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_101	I'm pleased to say that your exploits have proven to be quite an inspiration to delivery moogles everywhere. They are showing more confidence and passion for the art of letter carrying than ever before.
46	42	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_102	The deputy postmoogle, as well, has returned to duty in a limited capacity, though I fear it will be some time still before his wounds are fully healed. We may indeed have to call upon your aid once more.
47	43	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_031	The great one's rage has subsided, and peace returns to the forest. This is the Twelveswood as it was so long ago, and as it ever should be.
48	44	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_032	And yet, for as long as we live here under the elementals' auspices, we must keep our ears and hearts open to the whisperings of the trees. Incur their ire, and our lives are as good as forfeit.
49	45	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_051	Kuplo Kopp has found a measure of peace since you deposed Good King Moggle Mog XII─may His Royal Furballness never again rise from the aether.
50	46	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_052	My sister continues to search for the Ascians that made possible the Good King's summoning, but to no avail. No, the secrets of the forest are not so easily solved...
51	47	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_071	Considering the Amdapori horrors that were but recently in our midst, I would say that we fare rather well. The forest once again knows serenity, and we have <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> to thank for this, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
52	48	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_072	Brother E–Sumi–Yan continues his research of the ruins, and the scars of the War of the Magi. We must not shrink from the horrors of history, lest we be doomed to repeat them.
53	49	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_250	A–Ruhn continues communing with the great one, but there has been no change. As before, he keeps warning us of the taint.
54	50	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_251	You mustn't delay, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Pray seek out the source of the taint, and purge it. My brother and I both believe in you.
55	51	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_260	As you know, Eschiva is journeying with A–Ruhn. For the present, all is at peace, and they are keeping to the Twelveswood.
56	52	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_261	But if a threat should arise outside the forest, they will not hesitate to go and confront it. I have the highest of hopes for the two of them.
57	53	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_262	As for myself, I have gone to meet Alaqa. Though she still has a ways to go ere she is ready to face the world again, she is beginning to open up to me. For my part, I shall continue reaching out to her.
58	54	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_265	To have a new Padjal come to Stillglade Fane after so long is cause for celebration. Sylphie has all but made herself responsible for Gatty, and their bond has blossomed into one of true sisterhood.
59	55	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_266	As for Gatty herself, she knows of a world beyond the Twelveswood─I am curious to witness how one not steeped in the ways of Gridania will change and grow as the years pass.
60	56	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_267	But even my own brother, A–Ruhn, has begun venturing beyond the borders of the forest. The mightiest of rivers shifts its course over centuries, and I sense this is a time of change for all Padjal...
61	57	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_040	A curious question from one as accomplished in our art as yourself, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
62	58	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_041	What is white magic, indeed? Very well. I shall give you my answer, that you might judge for yourself how it compares to your own.
63	59	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_042	The art now known as white magic dates back to the Fifth Astral Era. It was then that a brilliant young sorceress─for the first time in history─succeeded in channeling not merely her own life energy, but the aether that inhabits the very land itself.
64	60	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_043	Her magic was that of destruction: black magic. The people of Amdapor felt this power was too great to be allowed to go unchecked, and so it was that white magic─the magic of healing and solace─was born.
65	61	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_044	So it was that the forces of magic were brought into equilibrium, and civilization flourished. But this era of peace and prosperity would prove short-lived. War broke out, and the realm was thrown into chaos.
66	62	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_045	The War of the Magi. To rain death and destruction on their foes, mages summoned forth greater and greater powers. The war raged on, until the aether dried, and the land itself could bear the burden no longer.
67	63	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_046	So did the hubris of magi bring forth the Sixth Umbral Era...and with it a mighty flood that swept away entire civilizations, leaving naught but ruin and suffering in its wake.
68	64	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_047	The survivors─what few there were─banded together. Vowing never again to repeat their mistake, white and black magic were declared forbidden arts, never to be practiced again.
69	65	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_048	The elementals of the forest, knowing that men could not be trusted to keep such vows, took action as well. The Twelveswood grew, swallowing the ruins of Amdapor, and the power of white magic was sealed away deep in the forest, far from the reach of mortals.
70	66	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_049	Ages passed, until five centuries ago, the elementals at long last welcomed people back into the forest. So the nation of Gridania was founded, and my people─the Padjal─came into being, to serve as mediators between elementals and those who would reside in their forest home. It is from the elementals themselves that we inherited white magic.
71	67	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_060	A curious question from one as familiar with our art as yourself, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
72	68	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_061	What is white magic, indeed? Very well. I shall give you my answer, that you might judge for yourself how it compares to your own.
73	69	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_062	The art now known as white magic dates back to the Fifth Astral Era. It was then that a brilliant young sorceress─for the first time in history─succeeded in channeling not merely her own life energy, but the aether that inhabits the very land itself.
74	70	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_063	Her magic was that of destruction: black magic. The people of Amdapor felt this power was too great to be allowed to go unchecked, and so it was that white magic─the magic of healing and solace─was born.
75	71	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_064	So it was that the forces of magic were brought into equilibrium, and civilization flourished. But this era of peace and prosperity would prove short-lived. War broke out, and the realm was thrown into chaos.
76	72	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_065	The War of the Magi. To rain death and destruction on their foes, mages summoned forth greater and greater powers. The war raged on, until the aether dried, and the land itself could bear the burden no longer.
77	73	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_066	So did the hubris of magi bring forth the Sixth Umbral Era...and with it a mighty flood that swept away entire civilizations, leaving naught but ruin and suffering in its wake.
78	74	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_067	The survivors─what few there were─banded together. Vowing never again to repeat their mistake, white and black magic were declared forbidden arts, never to be practiced again.
79	75	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_068	The elementals of the forest, knowing that men could not be trusted to keep such vows, took action as well. The Twelveswood grew, swallowing the ruins of Amdapor, and the power of white magic was sealed away deep in the forest, far from the reach of mortals.
80	76	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_069	Ages passed, until five centuries ago, the elementals at long last welcomed people back into the forest. So the nation of Gridania was founded, and my people─the Padjal─came into being, to serve as mediators between elementals and those who would reside in their forest home. It is from the elementals themselves that we inherited white magic.
81	77	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_080	A curious question from one who has borne witness to the tragedy of Amdapor with <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> own eyes.
82	78	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_081	What is white magic, indeed? Very well. I shall give you my answer, that you might judge for yourself how it compares to your own.
83	79	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_082	The art now known as white magic dates back to the Fifth Astral Era. It was then that a brilliant young sorceress─for the first time in history─succeeded in channeling not merely her own life energy, but the aether that inhabits the very land itself.
84	80	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_083	Her magic was that of destruction: black magic. The people of Amdapor felt this power was too great to be allowed to go unchecked, and so it was that white magic─the magic of healing and solace─was born.
85	81	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_084	So it was that the forces of magic were brought into equilibrium, and civilization flourished. But this era of peace and prosperity would prove short-lived. War broke out, and the realm was thrown into chaos.
86	82	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_085	The War of the Magi. To rain death and destruction on their foes, mages summoned forth greater and greater powers. The war raged on, until the aether dried, and the land itself could bear the burden no longer.
87	83	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_086	So did the hubris of magi bring forth the Sixth Umbral Era...and with it a mighty flood that swept away entire civilizations, leaving naught but ruin and suffering in its wake.
88	84	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_087	The survivors─what few there were─banded together. Vowing never again to repeat their mistake, white and black magic were declared forbidden arts, never to be practiced again.
89	85	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_088	The elementals of the forest, knowing that men could not be trusted to keep such vows, took action as well. The Twelveswood grew, swallowing the ruins of Amdapor, and the power of white magic was sealed away deep in the forest, far from the reach of mortals.
90	86	TEXT_JOBDEFWHM_00095_RAYAOSENNA_000_089	Ages passed, until five centuries ago, the elementals at long last welcomed people back into the forest. So the nation of Gridania was founded, and my people─the Padjal─came into being, to serve as mediators between elementals and those who would reside in their forest home. It is from the elementals themselves that we inherited white magic.