ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/quest/001/ClsRog300_00154.csv

1	0	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_SEQ_00	Jacke's rogues have new information on the final missing treasure.
2	1	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_SEQ_01	Jacke calls a meeting to discuss the true nature of the enigmatic Black Sarcophagus. According to Perimu's investigation, the ominously named object is, in fact, an experimental explosive developed by the Garlean Empire. As the gathered rogues ponder the implications of their discovery, Lonwoerd interrupts to deliver a letter from their itinerant underworld contact. Travel to Thalaos in upper La Noscea, and seek out the black marketeer.
3	2	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_SEQ_02	Upon approaching the inert form of the dark-robed old man, you suddenly find yourself the target of an Executioner ambush. Though the odds are against you, your deadly rogue training eventually prevails. Wipe the blood from your blades and see what can be done for the black marketeer.
4	3	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_SEQ_03	The eccentric information broker has been murdered by the Executioners for his meddling. You learn from the lone pirate remaining at the scene that the captain of the Reformists plans to use the Black Sarcophagus to assassinate Admiral Bloefhiswyn. Speak with Jacke and discuss what can be done.
5	4	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_SEQ_04	While he is busy escorting his pirate prisoner back to the guild, Jacke asks that you share your revelations with the Yellowjackets. Head to the Foremast in middle La Noscea and speak with Captain Milala.
6	5	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_SEQ_05	Though she initially suspects you of harboring larcenous intentions, Milala nevertheless accepts the news of the impending assassination attempt at face value. Return to the Rogues' Guild and report to Jacke.
7	6	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_SEQ_06	Jacke appears relieved to hear of the Yellowjackets' immediate deployment. Master the use of your new trick, and join your fellow rogues in their efforts to reclaim the Black Sarcophagus...before it is too late.
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25	24	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_TODO_00	Search for the black marketeer at Thalaos.
26	25	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_TODO_01	Tend to the black marketeer.
27	26	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_TODO_02	Speak with Jacke at Thalaos.
28	27	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_TODO_03	Speak with Milala at the Foremast.
29	28	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_TODO_04	Speak with Jacke at the Rogues' Guild.
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49	48	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_000	I was wonderin' when ye'd show up, Player, but bugger me if ye don't look ready to mill an entire crew o' sods by yerself.
50	49	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_001	An' bene that ye are, 'cause we've finally uncovered some hard facts about that last treasure. Won't be long now afore we cloy the winnin' piece an' put this daft challenge to bed.
51	50	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_002	All right. I've gathered the other coves for a meetin', so let's get down to it.
52	51	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_003	At long bloody last, the Black Sarcophagus has given up its secrets. ...Underfoot, ye've some news for us?
53	52	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_004	Aye, Jacke. I think half our troubles in whiddlin' the truth of it lay in callin' this nasty thing a “treasure.”
54	53	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_005	The Black Sarcophagus ain't no dimber bauble...it's the Mark LI magitek mine─a bleedin' prototype explosive what was bitten from an imperial transport vessel!
55	54	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_006	An' even though it ain't that big─maybe the size of a small cargo box─they say the blast'd have enough kick to incinerate a bloody behemoth.
56	55	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_007	Seems the Garleans meant to start production at their factory in La Noscea, then distribute the mines through Castrum Marinum. Lucky some plucky privateer cloyed the prototype en route, then, eh?
57	56	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_VKEBBE_000_008	An experimental weapon... That explains why the thalassocracy was so bleedin' eager to bid at that auction, an' so reluctant to share the details with us.
58	57	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_009	At least now we know the “what”...but there's still the question of the “where.” The Curs delivered their bitten goods to the Reformists, that much is certain.
59	58	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_010	What happened to the sarcophagus after that, though, we ain't so sure. There've been no reports o' huge explosions or the like, so either the Executioners still have the mine, or they've peddled it to some other buyer...
60	59	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_011	The Reformist faction came together out o' their shared hatred for the Admiral an' her ways. I'm guessin' they didn't cloy that bomb just to sell it...
61	60	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_100_011	...What is it, Lonny?
62	61	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_LONWOERD_000_012	A letter for ye, Jacke. Says it's urgent.
63	62	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_013	A letter? Who's it from?
64	63	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_LONWOERD_000_014	The old man. I found it while I was sortin' through our daily deliveries.
65	64	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_015	Let's see now... *Come to Thalaos. I have urgent news.*
66	65	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PERIMUHAURIMU_000_016	I've never known the old man to summon a customer! No one's seen him at his usual haunts for a while, so do ye reckon this's some rum morsel he's dug up just for us?
67	66	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_017	Aye, it could be...
68	67	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_018	Player, you an' me are headed to Thalaos. Underfoot, V'kebbe, yer to take another stab at pinnin' down the location o' the sarcophagus.
69	68	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_020	You an' me'll head to Thalaos to see what the old man wants. I hope it's good news...but me gut is tellin' me otherwise.
70	69	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_BALLOON_000_025	Yer done for, rogue!
71	70	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_BALLOON_000_026	Slice 'er up!
72	71	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_BALLOON_000_027	Trustin' fool!
73	72	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_030	(-???-)<giggle> Yer wastin' yer time, darlin'. We opened that scrag's wrinkled throat bells ago.
74	73	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_031	Ye cross the Bloody Executioners, an' ye get what's comin' to ye.
75	74	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_032	...Did ye like our message? We wasn't sure ye'd fall for it, but a little mystery goes a long way, eh?
76	75	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_033	Aw, now don't be like that, darlin'. Me an' me mates didn't have much choice─when the boss says “go *play* wiv the rogues,” then we gotta go play wiv the rogues.
77	76	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_034	After all, we never asked ye to come ruin our game, now, did we? An' don't give me no long-winded speech about yer precious code...
78	77	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_035	The Reformists' vision stretches far beyond what them tired ol' rules is good for. Once Cap'n Aisibhir takes command o' the Executioners, 'e'll give us back the teeth we lost when we submitted to the Admiral's leash!
79	78	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_036	We'll be the terrors of the sea once more! Free to rove an' plunder in a new age o' pirate glory!
80	79	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_037	...An' I'll bathe in blood to see that age come to pass! I'll kick down yer shite-stinkin' code, an' 'ave all yer sneaky 'eads on the choppin' block!
81	80	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_038	(-???-)Like hells you will! The only sentence what's bein' passed today is yers!
82	81	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_039	Well, 'ello there, darlin'. Ain't you a fine-lookin' lad?
83	82	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_040	I've heard all this prattle afore. Free to pillage an' plunder, is it? Aye, it all sounds grand, but ye don't think o' the price.
84	83	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_041	That “shite-stinkin' code” is the only thing what keeps you bloody coves from millin' one another! Without it─without Limsa Lominsa to call home─ye'd be adrift in an ocean o' quarrons!
85	84	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_042	...But if yer so keen to keep company with the dead, I'll be soddin' happy to oblige!
86	85	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_043	<sigh> You was prettier wiv yer gob shut... But I can see I'm outta me depth, 'ere.
87	86	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_100_043	As much as I'd like to lop off yer noggins, I'll 'ave to be satisfied wiv draggin' the two o' ye out into the wilds. Kept ye well outta the way, 'aven't I?
88	87	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_110_043	...Out with it, then!
89	88	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_044	Gahahahahaha! Ain't it obvious? You stubborn scrags is lookin' to swipe our new toy, an' my job was to stall ye.
90	89	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_045	The cap'n 'as the mine wiv 'im right now. 'E's set to show the rest o' the Executioners that 'e's got the stones to sit in the leader's chair!
91	90	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_046	...An' what better way to do that than *executin'* the bitch what snapped the chains on our crew!
92	91	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_047	He's targetin' the Admiral herself!? ...Yer plannin' to blow up the command room, ain't ye?
93	92	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_048	Aye, you 'ave me permission to panic! 'Course, if ye'd rather steer clear o' the city, I'd be glad to keep ye company right 'ere, sweetmeat! Gahaha!
94	93	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_050	Back to Thalaos, Player. We ain't done with that cacklin' pirate mort just yet...
95	94	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_PIRATE00154_000_055	Think ye can stop Cap'n Aisibhir? If ye sprout yerself some wings, then ye might still make it! Gahaha!
96	95	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_060	We've got this mad mort at our mercy, but she seems to be enjoyin' herself... I'd better drag her back to the guild an' see what other information she'll spill.
97	96	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_061	I'll need you back in Limsa as well, but ye've business at the Foremast first. Ye should find Captain Milala at her post there.
98	97	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_062	Forget about the soddin' challenge an' tell her everythin' we know. Unless me judgment's well off-kilter, she'll do what needs to be done.
99	98	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_070	Have ye been to the Foremast yet? Well, ye'd best get yerself out to middle La Noscea on the bloody double! Milala needs to hear the Executioners' plans!
100	99	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_MILALA_000_080	Oh, you're one of Jacke's rogues. ...You've come to steal the Sorrows, have you!?
101	100	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_MILALA_000_081	Well, you shan't have them. As you can see, they're safely clasped upon my very own─ Hm? You're not here for the earrings?
102	101	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_MILALA_000_082	...The Admiral, you say!? And you are sure these fiends are in possession of the sarcophagus? I must deploy more sentries at once!
103	102	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_MILALA_000_083	Do not think this voids our challenge, rogue! And you can relay as much to your impudent guildmaster! ...I suppose you can thank him for the warning, as well.
104	103	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_090	...So the 'Jackets are on the move? Bene. I've been listenin' to that addled pirate cackle since I got her back to the Sisters, but she's given us naught what we didn't already know.
105	104	TEXT_CLSROG300_00154_JACKE_000_091	An' we know more'n enough. I say we rally the rogues an' go after that mine...afore it blows up in our muns.
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