ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/quest/022/ChrHdb631_02228.csv

1	0	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_SEQ_00	Cyr must once more enter into a world he does not quite understand.
2	1	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_SEQ_01	Inspector's Log: As invigorating as my sojourn in the skies above was, full glad I am to be back on terra firma. Of course, the landing left much to be desired─as did my father's overzealous efforts to pluck me from the snow─but in painful circumstance did we enjoy encounters serendipitous and strange. A good and true Gentle Dead Man, far removed from the sands of Ul'dah, and Gigi, a precocious young lad seemingly bereft of all memories. Some might dismiss these events as the mere whims of fate, but I say, if these be not the beginnings of a spectacular case, then my name is not Hildibrand Helidor Maximilian Manderville! 　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　* Cyr's superiors at the Supreme Sacred Tribunal of Halonic Inquisitory Doctrine have decided that, in the interest of public safety, the mammet Gigi must be seized and subjected to thorough examination. Should it be determined that the mammet is of heretical origin, it is to be destroyed─a judgment not like to sit well with Inspector Hildibrand, who has taken to escorting the “young boy” around the city of Ishgard, in an effort to help him recover his missing memories.
3	2	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_SEQ_02	In predictable fashion, Cyr's attempt to convince Hildibrand to surrender Gigi into his custody somehow leads to a debate on the mammet's gender. The commotion serves to draw Lord Edmont out from nearby Fortemps Manor, who agrees with the inspector that the mammet is clearly a boy. Upon learning of the inquisition's interest in Gigi, the count suggests that Hildibrand adopt the mammet as a ward, and even offers to stand as witness. Fascinated and enchanted by the thought of becoming a father, the inspector readily agrees, and Cyr can only look on in horror as Gigi is formally granted the patronage of House Manderville. It would seem there is nothing more to be done...but Inquisitor Cyr is a man bound by duty, and he is not yet ready to leave the mammet and its caretakers to their own devices, even as they embark upon another tour of the city to stir Gigi's memories.
4	3	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_SEQ_03	In an impressive display of ignorance, Hildibrand introduces the Supreme Sacred Tribunal of Halonic Inquisitory Doctrine─the Ishgardian institution which Cyr so proudly serves─to Gigi as a manor of “House Durenmaeltempsarte.” The inquisitor is quick to correct the inspector, who good-humoredly overlooks the incident. In any event, the name matters little, belonging as it does to but one more location which means nothing to the amnesic mammet.
5	4	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_SEQ_04	The Holy Stables prove no more familiar to Gigi than the Tribunal, even after he takes a good, long whiff of the horsebirds' natural musk. Cyr observes that Gigi may not be native to Ishgard, leading Hildibrand to propose that you all visit the Jeweled Crozier next, and Cyr to subsequently berate himself for aiding in the inspector's endeavors.
6	5	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_SEQ_05	A despondent Gigi once more fails to recall his memories and mutters that there is no point to this exercise. In an effort to raise his adopted son's spirits, the inspector resorts to his trademark pose, sending a precariously placed vase crashing to the ground. To Cyr's horror, the stall's owner reveals that the vase was valued at one hundred and twenty-three million, five hundred and four thousand gil, having been owned by countless esteemed personages, including one Ishgardian duke. However, before she can demand recompense, Gigi restores the vase to its original form in an unexpected display of magical prowess. The stunned inquisitor declares Gigi's accomplishment a miracle, unable to fully comprehend what he has just witnessed. Sensing an opportunity, the merchant promptly offers to purchase the mammet from the inspector, who is taken aback at the suggestion he sell his adopted son. But Gigi has had enough; he can no longer entertain the illusion that he is flesh and blood. In the face of the inspector's continued insistence that he is a Manderville, the mammet storms off, declaring that Hildibrand and Nashu are not his papa and mama, leaving the stunned pair to watch in silence.
7	6	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_SEQ_06	"Gigi is at a rebellious age,“ Hildibrand declares, confident that he can weather the storm and regain his beloved son's trust. The key, Nashu believes, is to find out what first convinced Gigi that he was a mammet─a suggestion which Cyr lacks the will to dispute.
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25	24	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_TODO_00	Speak with Hildibrand outside Fortemps Manor.
26	25	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_TODO_01	Follow Gigi.
27	26	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_TODO_02	Accompany Gigi to the Holy Stables.
28	27	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_TODO_03	Accompany Gigi to the Jeweled Crozier.
29	28	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_TODO_04	Speak with Hildibrand.
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49	48	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_000	I pray this eve finds you well, Player─or at least better than it finds me. <sigh> It seems I have no choice but to seek out that inspector and convince him to surrender up his mammet to me.
50	49	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_001	'Twas unearthed under most suspicious circumstances, after all, and who can say what secrets─or heresy─it might hold. Therefore, the inquisition would conduct a thorough inspection, and if needs must, destroy it.
51	50	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_002	Given his affinity for the contraption, I fear the inspector may not be amenable to my request. Nevertheless, he must be made to see that it is in the interest of public safety. Would you be willing to help me persuade him?
52	51	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_003	Fury be praised, at least you have seen reason. Let us pray he will as well.
53	52	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_004	I am given to understand that while the inspector and his assistant have been wandering all over the city with the mammet in tow, they often frequent the gazebo near Fortemps Manor. With any luck, they will be there now.
54	53	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_010	To ThE vErY pInNaClE oF tHe HeAvEnS!
55	54	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_011	Isn't she adorable!?
56	55	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_020	Verily shall we scour all creation─from the deepest pit of the seven hells to the very pinnacle of the heavens─for the answers we seek! Every day shall be filled with grand adventures─the stuff of faerie tales and legends!
57	56	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_021	HuZzAh! A gRaNd AdVeNtUrE iN tHe DeEpEsT pIt Of ThE sEvEn HeLlS!
58	57	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_022	Just so! Such is the creed of Hildibrand, agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire!
59	58	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_023	Well posed, Gigi, well posed! I daresay you have the potential to be an exemplary inspector someday!
60	59	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_024	Right, that's enough of that! By virtue of the authority vested in me by the Supreme Sacred Tribunal of Halonic Inquisitory Doctrine, I hereby command you to surrender that mammet of suspected heretical origin into my custody.
61	60	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_025	Why, hello there, Player. And Inquisitor Cyr, ever the jester! Accusing poor Gigi of being a clockwork heretic when 'tis plain to see that he is merely a precocious young lad!
62	61	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_026	Oh, there you go again, confusing the poor girl! As if those big, beautiful, boxy eyes aren't the soul of femininity!
63	62	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_027	Nashu, please. Were you not witness to the magnificent display of Mandervillian masculinity mere moments ago?
64	63	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_028	That's 'cause you haven't taught her any better. She needs a proper role model to show her what's what!
65	64	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_EDMONT_000_029	(-???-)Mistress ? Inspector Cyr? What is all this commotion? We can hear you from the courtyard...
66	65	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_030	Oh, Lord Edmont! My sincerest apologies for the disturbance. I am come to seize this mammet on behalf of the inquisition─a fact which I clearly explained to the inspector before you arrived.
67	66	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_031	At which point they set to bickering about the contraption's gender...
68	67	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_032	What say you, my lord? Do you think Gigi a boy or a girl?
69	68	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_EDMONT_000_033	...'Tis clearly a strapping young lad, no?
70	69	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_034	Fury take me, not you too! Has the whole world gone mad?
71	70	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_035	Fine, fine! But even supposing that this Gigi is a “real boy,” you cannot deny that the circumstances of his discovery and *miraculous resuscitation* were most unusual. He cannot be suffered to roam the city with impunity until the inquisition has determined he is not a threat!
72	71	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_EDMONT_000_036	I beg your pardon? “Miraculous resuscitation”?
73	72	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_EDMONT_000_037	I see... Then until such time as Gigi recovers his memory, mayhap it would be best if you adopted him as a ward of House Manderville. I will even stand as witness here and now, if you wish.
74	73	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_EDMONT_000_038	Doubtless the inquisition would think better of taking any action which might threaten the cordial relationship between our two houses.
75	74	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_039	A-A-Adopt? Then that would make me...Gigi's *father*?
76	75	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_040	Yes, yes, of course! I'll do it! I, Hildibrand, agent of enquiry, inspector extraordinaire, do hereby grant this child the patronage of House Manderville!
77	76	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_041	PaPa HiLdY! pApA hIlDy!
78	77	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_042	The inspector's finally become a father! <sniffle> It's...it's so beautiful!
79	78	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_EDMONT_000_043	Quite. Ahem. Now that you need no longer fear the inquisition, you are free to show Gigi more of our fair city. Indeed, I strongly encourage you to do so. Mayhap, by the grace of the Fury, something will jog his memory.
80	79	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_044	Thank you, Lord Edmont! I shall not forget this kindness! Come, my faithful assistant, my beloved son─we must away!
81	80	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_045	O Halone, I would not presume to question Your grand design, but... Gah! Confound it all!
82	81	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_046	Well! Mayhap I cannot detain the mammet, but I am still within my rights to observe the blasted thing...
83	82	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_EDMONT_000_047	Lord Godbert will be pleased to hear that his son is as hale and healthy as ever. Not that I would ever presume to meddle on another father's behalf. And certainly not without consent.
84	83	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_050	Judging by the size of their estate, they've wealth to rival House Manderville...
85	84	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_051	Ack. How long must I stand around waiting for that mammet to do something passably heretical...
86	85	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_052	Cor, look at all them halberds! I've never seen such a well-armed building before!
87	86	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_070	HmMmMmM...
88	87	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_071	Come now, Gigi! Surely gazing upon this wondrous work of Ishgardian architecture stirs something within your soul? This grand manor of House Duren...er, House Duren...maeltempsarte.
89	88	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_072	Pray do not fill the boy─the *mammet's* head with such nonsense. That is the Supreme Sacred Tribunal of Halonic Inquisitory Doctrine. I should know─I work there.
90	89	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_073	Furthermore, I am quite certain that there is no “House Durenmaeltempsarte” and that it is rather a ludicrous portmanteau of the four High Houses, including that esteemed house which but recently stood as witness to your adoption.
91	90	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_074	Well, Gigi? Do you remember anything?
92	91	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_075	No, NoThInG...
93	92	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_076	I say, rather than parading him before the grandiose, why not give him a taste of something more prosaic? Let us make our way to the Holy Stables that he might bask in the singular sights, sounds, and smells of Ishgard's famous chocobos!
94	93	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_080	Such noble creatures, chocobos. How many halcyon days did I pass in the saddle, racing across the windswept plains...
95	94	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_081	Patience, patience... A watched heretic never sins...
96	95	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_082	So if I wanted hair that color, I'd have to eat plums, valfruits, and pineapples...but how many?
97	96	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_090	HmMmMmM...
98	97	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_091	Splendid specimens of horsebirdflesh, would you not agree? In the hands of a skilled jockey, any one of them could take first place at the Saucer.
99	98	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_092	These chocobos are the pride of the Ishgardian cavalry and any Temple Knight who dared exploit them for personal gain would answer to the Fury Herself.
100	99	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_093	How about now, Gigi? Do you remember anything about Ishgard? Be sure to sniff the chocobos─it might help!
101	100	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_094	<sniff> <sniff> ...It DiDn'T.
102	101	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_095	You know, just because you found him in a Coerthan snowbank, it doesn't mean he hails from Ishgard.
103	102	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_096	Wait─am I now complicit in this farce? Fury forgive me...
104	103	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_097	...Which is why we ought to try taking him to the markets and exposing him to all manner of goods from across Eorzea! Excellent suggestion, Inquisitor!
105	104	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_KID02228_000_098	But I want one! I want one! Buy me a chocobo! Pleeease, Father!
106	105	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_KID02228_000_099	Father, that strange-looking thing is staring at us...
107	106	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_100	GIGI※GIGIGI★※!
108	107	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_101	...Am I tHaT sTrAnGe-LoOkInG?
109	108	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_110	These goods would fetch a high price in Ul'dah...
110	109	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_111	Receive your orders, detain your heretic, meet your quota... Fury take me, it used to be so simple. Frightening on occasion, I grant you─what with my mentor's little episodes─but simple nonetheless.
111	110	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_112	What if I picked one with my eyes closed...and gave it as a nameday gift to myself!? Oh, I wonder what I'd get me!
112	111	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_060	WhY bOtHeR. iT's No UsE...
113	112	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_061	Now, now, Gigi, you must not give in to despair so easily! Did I not promise you days filled with grand adventures and the eventual discovery of your mislaid memories? Spirits, Gigi, spirits!
114	113	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_062	My word, a vase flung to the ground with reckless abandon! Could this be the opening salvo of an indiscriminate campaign of vandalism?
115	114	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_063	One waged by *your* wild gesticulations, perhaps. At least look before you strike a pose! The gods only know how much that vase cost...
116	115	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_FRINE_000_064	One hundred and twenty-three million, five hundred and four thousand gil, at last assessment. 'Twas over seven hundred years old and graced the homes of a dozen archbishops, eight counts, two lord commanders and one *duke*.
117	116	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_065	<cough> *One hundred million gil*!? <wheeze>
118	117	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_066	O Halone, why have You forsaken me...?
119	118	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_067	Well, would you look at that!
120	119	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_120	It's...it's a miracle! Nay─the divine intervention of the Fury Herself!
121	120	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_121	DiD i Do ThAt...?
122	121	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_123	Gigi, my boy, that was marvelous! You're a born artisan, just like Father!
123	122	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_124	PaPa HiLdY's PaPa?
124	123	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_125	Your grandpapa Godbert─the man who woke you with a few gentle taps to the noggin. You wouldn't believe what else he can do with that hammer of his! Why, some folk say he wields the very powers of life and death!
125	124	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_126	Once he and the missus come back from their tour of the western highlands, I'm sure they'd love to see that trick of yours.
126	125	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_127	Do not demean this mammet's power as a mere parlor trick! We just witnessed a *miracle*, and I demand that you all acknowledge it!
127	126	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_FRINE_000_128	Sir! I-I say, sir! One hundred million gil for the mammet! Nay, one hundred million gil *and* the duke's priceless vase!
128	127	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_129	ThIs...MaMmEt...
129	128	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_130	My word, is this what passes for trade in Ishgard? Gigi is my flesh and blood! I will not *sell* him at any price!
130	129	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_131	PlEaSe, PaPa HiLdY, nO mOrE. i KnOw YoU mEaN wElL, bUt We CaN dEnY tHe TrUtH nO lOnGeR. I aM a MaMmEt.
131	130	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_132	Gigi, whatever has gotten into you? You are my son! You are a Manderville man!
132	131	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_133	Listen to your papa, Gigi! You're a Manderville girl, through and through!
133	132	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_GIGI_000_134	StOp It, BoTh Of YoU! yOu'Re NoT mY pApA oR mY mAmA!
134	133	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_140	Ahhh, the unmistakable scent of─well, perhaps not heresy exactly... Regardless─that mammet's power cannot be allowed to fall into the wrong hands!
135	134	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_141	Oh, children do say the most hurtful things...
136	135	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_HILDIBRAND_000_150	Well, it is only to be expected. Gigi is at a rebellious age... Strange as it may sound, I too tested my parents' patience, and that on more than one occasion! But if they could weather the storm, then so can I!
137	136	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_151	I say we find out what's got him thinking he's a mammet.
138	137	TEXT_CHRHDB631_02228_CYR_000_152	But he *is* a mammet! How can you not─ Oh, never mind.