ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/custom/001/CmnDefMinstrel01_00138.csv

1	0	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_000	In barren fields afar, I sense the stirring of dire foes. Those who wander shall make a stand...and you shall serve as their beacon. I, too, mean to confront this rising threat.
2	1	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_001	Ere we stride into battle, however, let us steep our souls in song─aye, a performance in your honor...
3	2	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_000	*Dawn may banish even the darkest night, Yet ever shall primal desires burn.*
4	3	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_001	*Two swords shall vie to lay them low─ A blade born of light and a blade forged of might. Alas, man may entrust his fate unto but one.*
5	4	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_002	Truly, Archon Louisoix had a gift with words. Had circumstances been different, he would have made a magnificent minstrel...
6	5	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_010	You desire an encore? Very well, it would be my pleasure.
7	6	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_011	Player Player, I give you *Ultima's Bane*!
8	7	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_012	From an era long forgotten,♪ A blade of midnight drawn,♪ From a battlefield awakened,♪ A warrior who bears the dawn...♪
9	8	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_100_013	From an era long forgotten,♪ A blade of midnight drawn,♪ From a distant land uncharted,♪ A warrior who bears the dawn...♪
10	9	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_010	Ever since I first set foot in these lands, I have been haunted by a song.
11	10	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_011	It foretold the coming of the Seventh Umbral Era, and of those who would deliver us from doom...
12	11	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_020	Of course, I need not speak to you and yours of the prophetess Mezaya Thousand Eyes's words.
13	12	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_021	For in the fires of Carteneau, you witnessed the truth of the *Divine Chronicles*...
14	13	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_022	And when you emerged from the Praetorium triumphant, you proved yourself a Warrior of Light to the world once more.
15	14	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_030	*Ne'er till land consumes sun can sea bear moons, Heavens spew crimson flame, hells seep black dooms.*
16	15	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_031	*Stray seeds quicken in ash's grey embrace, Valiant blades forged under the Twelve's good grace.*
17	16	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_032	The words of the prophetess Mezaya Thousand Eyes as writ in her *Divine Chronicles*.
18	17	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_033	The “crimson flames” of Dalamud heralded the end of an era...
19	18	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_034	And the “valiant blades” that were the Warriors of Light brought us hope in our darkest hour.
20	19	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_035	*Seven waning moons see seven suns rise, Divine order roils, fallen corpses writhe.*
21	20	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_036	*Souls from aether far, strangers from strange lands, Yester with thine eyes, morrow by thine hands.*
22	21	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_037	We knew not whom the verses spoke of─not I, nor the Archons, nor any other soul in the realm.
23	22	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_038	The Warriors of Light were lost to us. If not them, who could it be?
24	23	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_039	And then came the rumors of one not unlike them─a woman who walked in the light of the Crystal.
25	24	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_040	From the moment I saw you, I felt it must be true. Having learned of your deeds in their entirety, I now *know* it to be true.
26	25	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_041	You are as they were, Player─a Warrior of Light, and an inspiration to us all.
27	26	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_050	*Lances of light herald the dawn, Beckoning shadows deeper still.*
28	27	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_051	*Splendor dances with shades Unsheathed, a rime-kissed blade Spills crimson o'er fields of white.*
29	28	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_052	Archon Louisoix warned us that shadows will accompany the coming of dawn. In answer to ascendant Light, Darkness will gather in opposition...or so I interpret his words.
30	29	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_053	What “a rime-kissed blade” signifies, I cannot yet fathom. But I have heard that roses of blood are blooming in the white fields of Coerthas, in ever greater profusion.
31	30	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_054	The Twelve keep and defend you, Player. What tales you'll have to tell when next we meet!
32	31	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_060	Into the flesh of Darkness go bringers of Light,♪ for the flame that flickers in Bahamut's tomb.♪ In that cloying black stirs a raven white,♪ clawing blood from a barren womb.♪
33	32	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_061	What was slain in silver proud did in golden malice rise.♪ Metals of infamy and ruin, that every hero must despise.♪
34	33	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_062	Do these verses ring a bell, perchance? I wrote this song to immortalize your journey into Dalamud's Shadow.
35	34	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_063	One of my most requested songs, especially in those halls and taverns frequented by adventurers. Oftentimes, I can save my voice in the later verses, for the whole place is on its feet by then, belting out the words by heart...
36	35	TEXT_CMNDEFMINSTREL01_00138_WANDERINGMINSTREL_000_064	A touch hyperbolic? Why, 'tis the broad strokes that make a popular ballad! Else we would be singing of mending socks and sitting on cushions, would we not? We shall talk again soon─tell me more tales of derring-do, won't you?