ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/quest/008/GaiUsb311_00852.csv

1	0	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_SEQ_00	Ever capricious, Master Gegeruju demands to know how his colibri are faring.
2	1	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_SEQ_01	It seems poachers are luring the colibri northward with feed. Speak with them, but beware, for they bear you little love.
3	2	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_SEQ_02	The poachers say they are well within their rights to hunt the birds. Place the roselles along the specified trail to lure the colibri back.
4	3	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_SEQ_03	You have placed the flowers along the specified trail. Speak with the angry poachers again.
5	4	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_SEQ_04	Costa del Sol, jewel of the coast─and once a pioneer town built by the selfsame men now reduced to poaching colibri. Report the discovery to Master Gegeruju.
6	5	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_SEQ_05	The clash over the colibri is over. Both sides have their story, and each are convinced of the other's baseness. You are of course simply the messenger─or have you unknowingly chosen a side?
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25	24	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_TODO_00	Speak with the pitiless poacher.
26	25	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_TODO_01	Place bouquets of Oschon roselles along the specified trail.
27	26	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_TODO_02	Speak with the pitiless poacher.
28	27	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_TODO_03	Report to Master Gegeruju.
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49	48	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_000	You see all those wild colibri? Not one of them was originally here─though the alchemical question of where *here* is, that's something we can munch many almonds over. 'Twas I that bred, fed, and released the birds.
50	49	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_001	So of course, they are still *mine*. Or, if they belong to themselves, certainly no one else owns them. At least not more than I own them. Where was I? Oh yes, *my* colibri are being poached!
51	50	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_002	The miscreants hang just outside the boundary of Costa del Sol─sly, sly─and entice the colibri with feed. They should not be doing such a thing, such an ungentlemanly thing. Won't you parley with them?
52	51	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_003	And if you can't talk sense to them, we'll just have to lure the birds back using these flowers. My colibri love roselle nectar, I happen to know. Why? Because I bred them and fed them!
53	52	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_POACHER_000_010	Back off, this is Bloodshore. We're not in Costa del Sol, and that means we don't have to live by your master's say-so!
54	53	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_POACHER_000_011	Yeah, Bloodshore's not a part of his little fiefdom! We're free folk here, not bought 'n' paid for like the lot in Costa.
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57	56	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_POACHER_000_025	Damn that Gegeruju... He thinks he can buy everything. We built Costa del Sol by the sweat of our brows, did he tell you that? I know every cobble of the streets, laid 'bout half of them myself. It was a pioneer town, a good town.
58	57	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_POACHER_000_026	Then that moneybags swooped in and took it all. Stay as a lackey or leave as a free man, those were the pickings. Then he took the beach─no more fishing without his say-so. And now he takes the colibri.
59	58	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_POACHER_000_027	He leaves us nothing. We came out here with a bit, built a town, and now we have nothing. Know why the poor get poorer? It's because the rich get a *notion* to get richer. Every time Gegeruju gets that notion, he sends out someone like you to take another thing away from us.
60	59	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_040	Ha, that settles their hash. And now, they have yet another bone to pick with me. The Twelve know I have many a skeleton in my closet─don't read too much into that, m'dear─but those settlers have quite the ossuary!
61	60	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_041	Costa del Sol was Admiral Merlwyb's hobby-horse. She had an idea to settle this area and so brought a number of folk on indenture. The terms were *very* generous. Hardly anyone died, a credit to her leadership.
62	61	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_042	Yes, very creditable. But she had no head for business─kept trying to farm this salty land. I stepped in and saved her from ruin. You see Costa del Sol now, a jewel of commerce and culture, but I assure you it was not thus when I purchased it.
63	62	TEXT_GAIUSB311_00852_GEGERUJU_000_043	Many of the settlers have stayed and prospered! Why, a good third of my household was once raw pioneer. But, some people are like figs─they want to stay the same. Tiresome, I say. They've no one to blame but themselves.