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| 4 | 0 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SEQ_00 | Swyrgeim wishes to impart to you her knowledge of glamours. |
| 5 | 1 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SEQ_01 | Swyrgeim is keen to teach you the true meaning of glamour. But first, you must fetch her a drink. Folclind, a barmaid at the Pissed Peiste, is ready to take your order. |
| 6 | 2 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SEQ_02 | In a flash, Folclind prepares the blood orange juice and hands it over. You had best take it to Swyrgeim before she or the drink succumb to the heat. |
| 7 | 3 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SEQ_03 | Thirst duly sated, Swyrgeim expounds upon the wonders of glamours, a magical means by which you may alter the appearance of your arms and armor. Properly educated, you may now take appropriate measures to start looking the part of a professional adventurer! |
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| 28 | 24 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_TODO_00 | Speak with Folclind. |
| 29 | 25 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_TODO_01 | Deliver the blood orange juice to Swyrgeim. |
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| 52 | 48 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_000 | Oh dear, dear, dear. This will never do! My sense of aesthetics simply won't allow it! How can you go out dressed like that? |
| 53 | 49 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_001 | My dear, if only you'd spare a thought for style and coordination! I hope your garb holds up during a scuffle, because there's little else going for it! |
| 54 | 50 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_002 | That's it! I've made up my mind. From this day forth, I'll take it upon myself to save you from any more fashion disasters. |
| 55 | 51 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_003 | Let me see... So much that needs to be addressed─where to even begin? Be a dear and get me a drink. I'm feeling rather parched, and this is a matter best discussed over a glass of something cold. |
| 56 | 52 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_004 | Just go to the Pissed Peiste and ask Folclind. I'll have some blood orange juice. And tell her to make sure there's no pulp in it. Now, off you go! |
| 57 | 53 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_010 | Oh my, was it too much to ask? It's just over there, dear─I'm sure you can manage. |
| 58 | 54 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_FOLCLIND_000_020 | Oh, Swyrgeim sent you, did she? That woman─I've never known anyone so lazy! Would it kill her to come and get it herself? |
| 59 | 55 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_FOLCLIND_000_021 | Here you are. You shouldn't let her push you around, you know. Give her an ilm and she'll take a malm. |
| 60 | 56 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_FOLCLIND_000_030 | I tell you, that stuff doesn't come cheap. The owner would have to up my pay before I can afford luxuries like that! |
| 61 | 57 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_040 | So, how's that drink coming along? |
| 62 | 58 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_041 | Oh! Delicious! Nothing better on a hot day! Some say I have expensive tastes, but life's too short to settle for second best. Of course, this extends to my choice of wardrobe, too. |
| 63 | 59 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_042 | Now that I'm feeling refreshed, shall we get started? Do you know, dear, you'd look a lot less drab if you knew how to apply “glamours”! |
| 64 | 60 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_043 | "What's a glamour?“ you ask? Well, they use a glamour prism as a catalyst to project the image of one item onto another. It's just an illusion, mind, but very convincing! |
| 65 | 61 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_044 | This means the original object stays essentially the same. It just takes on a new appearance, that's all. |
| 66 | 62 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_045 | Remember, if you fancy a change, you don't have to stick with the same glamour. Just apply another one on top, or use a glamour dispeller to return the object to normal. |
| 67 | 63 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_046 | Why sacrifice style for such humdrum trifles as “durability” or “protection from bodily harm”? Limitless possibilities for self-expression are just a couple of glamours away! |
| 68 | 64 | TEXT_SUBCTS896_03017_SWYRGEIM_000_047 | Go ahead, give it a try! And do make it quick, dear, for my sake. I'm finding your uninspired attire more and more offensive with each passing moment. |