ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/quest/022/HeaVny102_02248.csv

1	0	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_SEQ_00	Denston looks surprised to see you.
2	1	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_SEQ_01	Denston mentions that Eynzahr had been hoping to speak with you on the subject of Hullbreaker Isle, and sends for the off-duty storm marshal before you have a chance to object. Soon after, Eynzahr appears in his civilian attire and proceeds to apprise you of all that has occurred since you salvaged Mistbeard's coffer. In a bid to discourage treasure hunters and put the island's remoteness to use, he petitioned Admiral Merlwyb to reserve Hullbreaker for the training of Maelstrom recruits. However, Eynzahr confides that he thinks the Grand Company's finest could do with some exercise themselves, and beseeches you to play the role of sparring partner during a coming drill. Join Denston in Moraby Bay when you are ready to set sail.
3	2	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_SEQ_02	With the mists around the Cieldalaes having obligingly parted, Denston deems it safe to set sail for Hullbreaker Isle. Assemble your party while the Maelstrom sees to its final preparations. ※Hullbreaker Isle (Hard) can be accessed via the Duty Finder.
4	3	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_SEQ_03	You run the Maelstrom's gauntlet, battling your way through a horde of slavering beasts and, somewhat unexpectedly, pirates. After a bemusing interlude involving the ladies of the Sanguine Sirens and the carnivorous pet of the Kraken's Arms, the drill appears to be brought back on course as you spar with the Maelstrom's elite forces. Having defeated the Grand Company's finest, you find yourself in the presence of the Admiral, who came to witness the duel with your final opponent─Eynzahr Slafyrsyn himself. Though the storm marshal had originally intended to face you as an officer of the Maelstrom, at Merlwyb's prompting, he dons the mask of the legendary Mistbeard before engaging you in earnest. For all his strength and cunning, however, he is no match for the Warrior of Light, and the drill concludes with your victory. Bear word of the day's events to Denston back in Limsa Lominsa.
5	4	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_SEQ_04	Before Denston can press you for the details of your triumph, Eynzahr appears and assures him that every soul in Limsa will know the tale soon enough. The storm marshal duly compliments you on your performance against beasts, infantrymen, and buccaneers alike. When Denston subsequently expresses puzzlement at the pirates' role in proceedings, Eynzahr explains that they invited themselves in their capacity as the Maelstrom's “Black Sails” unit. Hearing this, the young man teases Eynzahr that he only permitted them to intervene out of curiosity to see if the old sea dogs could still hold their own in a fight. No sooner have the words left his lips than he notices Eynzahr's bruises, and realizes that he too participated. Visibly embarrassed, the storm marshal stiffly thanks you for taking part in the drill and excuses himself, leaving Denston to lament his commanding officer's advancing years. Though it is questionable if losing to you could be considered a sign of infirmity, you cannot help wondering how formidable Eynzahr must have been in his heyday...
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25	24	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_TODO_00	Speak with Denston at the Moraby Drydocks.
26	25	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_TODO_01	Enter Hullbreaker Isle (Hard).
27	26	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_TODO_02	Speak with Denston in Limsa Lominsa.
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49	48	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_000	Well, look who's back in Limsa Lominsa. Me an' the chief were just talkin' 'bout ye at the Wench, y'know. Come to think of it, wait here, I'll go an' get him. It's his restin' day, but he wanted to speak to ye. Somethin' about Hullbreaker.
50	49	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_000_001	Glad to see you back, Player. Every time I hear your name, I'm reminded of how you helped me salvage that coffer from Hullbreaker Isle. You did me a great favor, lass. Though the rumors of Mistbeard's treasure soon died down, I couldn't abide the thought of having the *Haar* picked apart by vultures.
51	50	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_000_002	So I petitioned the Admiral to sanction the establishment of a camp on the island for the purpose of hosting training exercises. I reasoned that the place was remote enough to give our recruits a proper taste of combat.
52	51	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_000_003	But truth be told, with all the administrative duties asked of them these days, I'm more worried about our finest going soft. Sparring with your comrades might keep the rust from your blade, but it won't stop it going dull. That being the case, I thought I might ask for your help in a little sharpening exercise─remind them what it feels like to be in a real fight.
53	52	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_004	Aye, the chief was hopin' ye might run the Maelstrom's trainin' gauntlet an' give our elites a good goin' over. Nothin' *too* rough, like─just a few missin' teeth an' the odd cracked rib, savvy? Assumin' yer willin', come an' find me at the Moraby Drydocks when yer ready an' I'll arrange passage to Hullbreaker for you and yer mates.
54	53	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_009	The boat that ferries the men to Hullbreaker casts off from the Moraby Drydocks. Meet me there, an' I'll get ye squared away.
55	54	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_010	Ever since we took control o' that rock, it's been my job to keep an eye on the skies over the Cieldalaes. When the misty mane o' the Doxy's Pull sweeps in, there ain't no point weighin' anchor as ye can't see an ilm in front o' yer face.
56	55	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_011	Long story short, I have to stay here an' watch the weather, but I'll be listenin' out for word o' how you get on. Thanks for agreein' to do this, by the way. Havin' a fabled hero like yerself go through the same regimen as the infantrymen'll do wonders for morale.
57	56	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_012	Anyroad, the weather seems to be behavin' just now, so let me know when yer crew's ready to be ferried over. We'll get everythin' else in place in the meantime. Give them storm elites a bloody nose from me, eh?
58	57	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_018	Ye don't have no shortage o' followers at Maelstrom Command, y'know. When the storm elites heard ye was runnin' the gauntlet at Hullbreaker, the only folk as didn't volunteer was the ones what already had. Roster was full before the chief could say “”.
59	58	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_019	'Tain't what you might call a definitive pattern, but I've noticed the mist tends to thin after the gales o' great storms sweep over from the Rhotano. 'Tis as if the Navigator's clearin' the way for us, eh?
60	59	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_020	Well? How was it? Did ye give them elites the hidin' o' their lives or what? Come on, out with it!
61	60	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_000_021	Patience, lad. All of Limsa will know the tale ere long.
62	61	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_100_021	'Twas a sight to behold, that much I will say. Player and her comrades carved their way through beasts and men like a cutter through a swell. Not even a visit from the Sirens and the Krakens could slow their pace.
63	62	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_022	Eh!? Pirates turned up at the drill!? What in the seven hells did they want!?
64	63	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_000_023	Why, to do their civic duty, of course. They invited themselves, as members of the Black Sails unit. You'd be forgiven for forgetting, but the pirate powers are still bound to the Maelstrom by the Galadion Accord. Of course, they never deign to take part in our exercises, and we've long since stopped asking.
65	64	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_000_024	As for why they chose to grace this one, I reckon word got out that the Warrior of Light would be facing our finest and they fancied a go themselves. I saw no reason to deny them.
66	65	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_025	Hah! Admit it! You wanted to see if them old cutthroats could still hold their own in a fight!
67	66	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_026	Er, beggin' yer pardon, Chief, but...are you all right? Ye look a bit...sore. Don't tell me you...
68	67	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_EYNZAHRSLAFYRSYN_000_027	I... I deemed it good for morale. But I did not come here to speak of that. Player─the Maelstrom is grateful for your participation. May you sail with us till sea swallows all. Good day to you both.
69	68	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_028	Ack! I'd have stowed away on the ferry if I'd known the chief'd be fightin'! Seein' you in action must've woken the spirit o' the golden age in him.
70	69	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_029	Though I doubt he's as spry now as he was back then... I hope ye didn't give him *too* bad of a beatin'. Legends like Mistbeard never get old, but the chief, well...he's just a man.
71	70	TEXT_HEAVNY102_02248_DENSTON_000_030	Ah, but let's keep this little chat between ourselves, eh? Good to see ye again, Player. Thanks for helpin' out the chief.