ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/quest/013/GaiUsb614_01310.csv

1	0	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_SEQ_00	Torn between curiosity and scorn, Maucolyn would report an odd sighting.
2	1	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_SEQ_01	Maucolyn has recently observed a local trader capering in the cold, tossing snowballs in what the dour chocobokeep assumes to be a fit of hypothermic hysteria. Speak with this trader, Duvicauroix, and inquire as to his well-being.
3	2	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_SEQ_02	Happily, there proves to be a method to Duvicauroix's madness. The trader asserts that playing in the snow can warm the body and heart on a cold winter's day more so than even a fire, and teaches you how to /throw a snowball as the first step toward mastering this invigorating form of play...
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25	24	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_TODO_00	Speak with Duvicauroix.
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49	48	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_MAUCOLYN_000_000	I can't see as how I oughta care, but I saw a fella out throwin' snowballs at a snowman. Why anyone'd engage in such japery in the cold, I can't rightly say.
50	49	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_MAUCOLYN_000_001	Went nut gatherin' and lost more'n he found, is my guess. Ye better make sure that don't happen to *you*, lass. Not that I know precisely *what* happened, mind ye.
51	50	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_MAUCOLYN_000_002	What's that? Me? *Ask*? I got my chocobos to see to. If Duvicauroix wants to upend his head soup on the snow, I can't see what business o' mine it'd be.
52	51	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_MAUCOLYN_000_003	Yep, that's his name─Duvicauroix. I don't know, he sells things, goes places. Don't seem like no kind o' life to me, beggin' pardon. Ye want to see him, I reckon he's somewhere about.
53	52	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_DUVICAUROIX_000_010	Walking softly, eh, adventurer? Those around here think I'm winter–drunk, I'll wager. Hah! Never seen a snow–toss before, the lazy by–blows.
54	53	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_DUVICAUROIX_000_011	Sit on your arse in front of a poor fire too long, and soon you got the swivin' white–knuckles. You'll sleep the better for tossing snowballs, without needing Lady Mead or Mistress Ale to sing the lullaby.
55	54	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_DUVICAUROIX_000_012	What do you say, eh? Why not give it a try? It's as simple as you'd imagine. Just reach on down, grab some of the powdery white, and **throw**!
56	55	TEXT_GAIUSB614_01310_SYSTEM_000_300	You have learned the emote **Throw**!