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4	0	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_SEQ_00	Griseldis is here, but her mind is elsewhere...
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28	24	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_TODO_00	Slay a chapuli for its horn.
29	25	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_TODO_01	Slay a Gyr Abanian hornbill for one of its talons.
30	26	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_TODO_02	Deliver the horn and talon to Griseldis.
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52	48	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_001	You'd best keep your distance, if you know what's good for you. Say your piece and move on.
53	49	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_002	Looking for folks down on their luck? Congratulations, you've found one. As you can see, my leg ain't what it used to be. Some days I can hardly walk for the pain.
54	50	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_003	Mornings are the worst, especially after cold nights. Hard labor's right out─too much pain and trouble for others.
55	51	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_004	There's a tea what helps with it, though...I'd need to grind a chapuli horn and a hornbill talon for the blend...
56	52	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_005	Eh? You'll go and get some for me, just like that? You needn't trouble yourself so...
57	53	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_010	...I've no expectations of aid, mind, but if you happen to pass through the Last Forest and stumble into some chapulis and hornbills...
58	54	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_020	You've been gone a while. What brings you back to Ala Gannha?
59	55	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_021	Oh, I never meant to... I mean, in times like these, you never think people will actually...
60	56	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_022	This country's hard on people, but it's not just that. The imperials, they...they've made it known I'm not to be helped. A dead man's good for one lesson, you know, whereas a live one...
61	57	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_023	You're with the Resistance, right? I suppose there's no reason not to tell you then.
62	58	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_024	My father, gods rest his soul, was deathly sick at the time, and so I'd gone out into the forest, spear in hand, to gather herbs. And then I had the good fortune to run into an imperial patrol.
63	59	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_025	My weapon marked me as a rebel, or so they said. Not that it'd've made a difference if I'd fought back. I knew what the lot of them were about the moment that centurion laid eyes on me...
64	60	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_026	Didn't matter in the end, of course. Some people just like to hurt others. And by the time I limped back to the hut, it was too late for my father.
65	61	TEXT_STMBDA127_02954_GRISELDIS_000_027	Too late for me too, aye, and many others I imagine. Help them too if you like─they'll be grateful and say thank you. But beyond that, I wouldn't hope for much.