ffxiv-datamining/csv/quest/001/ClsRog250_00148.csv

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4	0	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_00	Jacke wishes to discuss the plan for recovering the remaining treasures.
5	1	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_01	Jacke explains that the remaining treasures are in the possession of the Reformists─an extreme faction of the dreaded Bloody Executioners. The guildmaster then sends you to speak with the ever-moving black marketeer to learn more about these dangerous marks and their plans. Make your way to the House of Sticks in lower La Noscea, and defend yourself against the underworld broker's kobold bodyguards should they seek to impede your approach.
6	2	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_02	You have defeated the kobold doormen. Speak with the black marketeer at the House of Sticks and pay him with the sack of coin you received from Jacke.
7	3	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_03	Pleased with the weight of your proffered purse, the black marketeer proceeds to outline the Reformists' plan to sell the Silver Sorrows. Return to Jacke at the Rogues' Guild, and report both the details of the deal and the unexpected presence of Milala's lackey at the House of Sticks.
8	4	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_04	After making your report to Jacke, the guildmaster prepares to set out for eastern La Noscea with all haste. He is momentarily stunned, however, when the Stray nominates herself for the job and suddenly strides out of the guild alone. Follow Jacke's orders, and track down V'kebbe at Costa del Sol.
9	5	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_05	You catch up with the Stray and learn the reason behind her unusual behavior. Speak with V'kebbe at Costa del Sol once more, then make your attempt on the Silver Sorrows.
10	6	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_06	Jacke joins you at the site of the deal, and shares his plan for stealing the earrings. After defeating the guards and threatening the Ul'dahn merchant, however, your prize is snatched away at the last moment by a well-prepared Captain Milala. Commiserate with Jacke at Costa del Sol.
11	7	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_07	As Jacke laments his failure, he is approached by the Yellowjacket captain, who further taunts the guildmaster with the details of her victory. After a heated exchange, it is clear that neither rogue nor soldier intend to forfeit the challenge. Return to the Rogues' Guild and speak with Jacke.
12	8	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_SEQ_08	Putting the loss of the Silver Sorrows behind him, Jacke focuses his gaze on the last remaining treasure─the Black Sarcophagus. He warns that the Reformists are not likely to part with the mysterious object without a significant struggle. Hone your bladework to perfection, and prepare for what promises to be your most challenging job yet... ※The next rogue quest will be available from Jacke upon reaching level 30.
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28	24	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_TODO_00	Defeat the black marketeer's bodyguards at the House of Sticks.
29	25	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_TODO_01	Pay the black marketeer with the sack of coin.
30	26	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_TODO_02	Speak with Jacke at the Rogues' Guild.
31	27	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_TODO_03	Speak with V'kebbe at Costa del Sol.
32	28	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_TODO_04	Speak with V'kebbe and steal the Silver Sorrows.
33	29	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_TODO_05	Speak with Jacke at Costa del Sol.
34	30	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_TODO_06	Speak with Jacke at the Rogues' Guild.
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52	48	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_000	Ho there, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. We've a rough job ahead of us, an' that's a fact.
53	49	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_001	Matters are tangled enough what with that Milala mort snappin' at our heels, but we still managed to grabble that first trinket without too much fuss.
54	50	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_002	Bitin' back them other two treasures, though, that'll be a different story... Once the Stray gets here, I'll explain what─or more to the point, “who”─we're up against.
55	51	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_003	All right. We've two baubles left on the list: the Silver Sorrows, an' the Black Sarcophagus. Let's see where we're at.
56	52	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_004	Oi, where's Perimu got to?
57	53	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_005	Underfoot? He's still lookin' to whiddle the tale behind that bleedin' sarcophagus. We'll not be cloyin' that stickler until we've at least an inklin' as to what the bloody thing <Emphasis>looks</Emphasis> like.
58	54	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_006	Treasures aside, I've been doin' some diggin' o' me own into these “Executioner” allies of the Grinning Curs. An' I'm afraid the name weren't no coincidence.
59	55	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_007	<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, ye've heard o' the Bloody Executioners, I hope? It seems them Curs was feedin' from the famble o' one o' the nation's greatest pirate powers.
60	56	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_008	This ain't no ordinary crew o' cutthroats, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>─within Limsa Lominsa, the Bloody Executioners wield a power an' influence second only to the Admiral herself.
61	57	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_009	They was none too fond o' Merlwyb or her prohibition on piracy, an' it was only the overwhelmin' threat posed by the Garlean Empire what eventually convinced 'em to play nice with the thalassocracy.
62	58	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_010	...But pirates ain't ones to play nice for long. Now that One-eyed Hyllfyr ain't around to helm the ship, the solidarity o' the Bloody Executioners has begun to show cracks.
63	59	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_011	All the strongest captains an' lieutenants've begun to form their own factions, an' are scrabblin' to claim the top chair for 'emselves. ...'Course, not one bloody cove can agree with another on which way the Executioners ought to sail.
64	60	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_012	Among these new factions, though, is a group what is pushin' to break free o' the Admiral's grip completely. Turns out these “Reformists” as they call 'emselves was the ones as took the Grinnin' Curs under their wing.
65	61	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_013	...Which means they've got possession o' the last two treasures we've yet to cloy. Rumors 'round town say that, even for Executioners, these coves're bloody an' ruthless an' not to be crossed.
66	62	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_014	We should sit this one out, Jacke. Piss on Milala's contest─it ain't worth this kind o' grief!
67	63	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_015	We'd be invitin' the wrath of a crew so large an' dangerous that even the <Emphasis>Admiral</Emphasis> ain't keen on comin' to blows with 'em. If they ever came after us...
68	64	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_016	Large or small, it don't much matter─they broke the code when they hit that Maelstrom tub.
69	65	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_017	Aye, the Grinnin' Curs are payin' for that crime, but we'd be poor soddin' excuses for rogues if we let the real culprits carry on unpunished. I mean to see this job to the end─an' that means bitin' back them treasures, an' handin' out proper justice to them as deserve it.
70	66	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_018	But, Jacke─!
71	67	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_019	Listen, with all the infightin' goin' on at present, us stabbin' a shortblade into one faction's toe ain't like to bring the whole Executioner crew down on our heads. Besides, them Reformist buggers are so far split from the main mob that they've been avoidin' the city altogether.
72	68	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_020	Now, it's about time we got to work. <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, yer to track down our black market contact. I set him to lookin' into the Curs' new allies a while back, so he should have some answers for us by now.
73	69	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_021	Hmmm... The Veil was lifted by a southerly this morn─that'll put the old man at his haunt in lower La Noscea. Here, take this sack o' blunt an' pay a visit to the House o' Sticks.
74	70	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_022	That's kobold territory, if ye didn't know. The old man bribes 'em with ore, an' hires the biggest an' meanest sods as bodyguards. Just be ready for yer approach to be...challenged.
75	71	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_030	I know full soddin' well what it means to be a rogue. But as deadly as our guild is, we'd not survive a war with the bloody Bloody Executioners...
76	72	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_040	Welcome to the House of Sticks, young rogue! You must excuse my hirelings' <Emphasis>enthusiasm</Emphasis> for greeting visitors. Now, have you any cumbersome baggage of which I might relieve you before we begin our conversation in earnest...?
77	73	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_041	Gyahahaha! <wheeze> A heavy burden for one of your tender years to bear, but its weight has balanced the scales. The sum is paid, and the deal is made! Let us speak of these Reformists.
78	74	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_042	This faction that so wronged the code now seeks to peddle one of its stolen treasures: the earrings better known as the Silver Sorrows.
79	75	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_043	The deal, it is said, is set to take place at Costa del Sol. The buyer? A moneyed merchant from the golden sands of Ul'dah.
80	76	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_044	The earrings will be out in the open. Vulnerable. I would target the moment of transaction, were I so inclined. ...As the gentleman up there by the cabin appears to be, for he purchased this selfsame information.
81	77	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_045	Though he attempts to disguise his identity, the stench of a soldier yet lingers. I know not where one such as he came to learn of my existence, but I suspect he works for a certain yellow-coated captain.
82	78	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_046	Gyahaha! Brave, she is, but foolish! Stumble blindly into the underworld, and your groping hands will not save you from the holes at your feet. Sudden shall be her fall...
83	79	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_BLACKMERCHANT00146_000_050	The Reformists will soon divest themselves of the Silver Sorrows. I would not dally if you wish to stay ahead of your rivals!
84	80	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_060	Welcome back, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. What information did the old man have on them Reformists? ...Lookin' to unload them earrings, are they? An' to an Ul'dahn, no less.
85	81	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_061	Can't say as I'm surprised to hear the buyer's from out o' town. Ye won't find many Lominsans willin' to melt coin on aught them coves're sellin'... Only the daftest of sods would go about fundin' them as means to pull down the Admiral.
86	82	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_062	...Eh? One o' Milala's lackeys arrived at the House afore ye!? How did they know to─ Bah, them Curs we captured must've cackled durin' the shrew's interrogations.
87	83	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_063	We'll have to assume the Yellowjackets know what we know. An' that means we'd best get our arses to Costa del Sol right bleedin' now!
88	84	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_064	I'll handle this one, Jacke. You an' <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> can wait here for Perimu.
89	85	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_064	Oi, V'kebbe! What in the hells is she playin' at? After her, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>. She knows this ain't a solo job...
90	86	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_070	Go after the Stray an' lend her a famble, will ye? Ye can board the ferry for Costa del Sol from the docks at Fisherman's Bottom.
91	87	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_071	I told ye to wait at the guild. I don't need─ ...Well, it might be as I could use an extra <If(PlayerParameter(4))>mort<Else/>cove</If> in the shadows, after all.
92	88	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_072	Jacke has his mind set on punishin' the Executioners, but me? I just want to skulk in, cloy them silver bits, an' skulk out.
93	89	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_073	I reckoned that if I could manage that with no one the wiser, then they wouldn't know who to come after. Finish the job without drawin' me daggers, ye know?
94	90	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_074	It ain't exactly true to the code, but the shield of underworld honor won't stop them bloody killers from cuttin' me mates' throats an' settin' the Sisters a-glimmer. The guild's the only place what offered to take in a pirate stray like me, an' I'll not see it burned to the ground...
95	91	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_075	The deal's about to start. Say the whid when yer bene to head in...
96	92	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_080	All right, here's what we know. The rich merchant what's come over from Ul'dah is some old mate o' Master Gegeruju, the cull as owns Costa del Sol.
97	93	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_081	Gegeruju's taken his guards an' dancin' dells an' pranced off down the beach someplace, givin' over the use o' the entire resort to this friend. Seems she didn't want an audience for her bargain with the Reformists.
98	94	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_082	...Which, as it happens, works out well for us. We'll wait until they're busy hagglin' over price, then snatch the Sorrows an' hop the twig afore they realize aught's amiss. Sound like a plan?
99	95	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_083	There. The players've arrived; the Reformists' coincounter an' the Ul'dahn buyer are settin' up on the southeast platform. The earrings ought to be nearby.
100	96	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_084	Hang about. Who're all these other culls? The place was meant to be empty...
101	97	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_085	I see some nasty-lookin' blokes in Ul'dahn garb, an'...are those mammets? Ugh, that merchant's brought along a whole bloody entourage!
102	98	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_086	I've gone an' got ahead o' meself. I should've realized the job'd never be that easy...
103	99	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_087	(-???-)We'll have to mill a few o' them bodyguards first, I reckon. Ye don't want to fight through a forest o' blades should ye get caught sneakin' about up on them narrow walkways.
104	100	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_088	Jacke! I was just... I mean, I thought I'd─
105	101	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_089	Stow yer excuses, love. I know full well what ye were about.
106	102	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_090	Ye start goin' soft on us, though, an' it'll be like losin' one o' me arms! I can't take on the Bloody Executioners all by meself.
107	103	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_091	It's only 'cause I've got rogues like you, an' Underfoot, an' <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> here that the guild can take the jobs it does. When our coves walk the shadows, it's the bleedin' pirates what do the tremblin'.
108	104	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_092	Remember that, V'kebbe! We ain't some two-gil robbers what piss their breeches when their daddles're caught in the honey pot! We're the knives in the darkmans, an' no bastard wants to go blade to blade with the likes of us!
109	105	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_093	...I see ye've not changed yer mind, then. Ye'll need all the stabbers ye can get...an' I promise mine'll be there when ye need 'em.
110	106	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_094	Bene! Now let's carve a path to that platform, an' bite back them earrings! V'kebbe, you hide yerself down by the docks in case the marks escape durin' the fightin'.
111	107	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_095	<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, you an' me'll split up, an' mill the guards as we go.
112	108	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_096	It's them puppets as concern me most... I suggest ye crash them little buggers afore they can spring any rum fun.
113	109	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_097	Creep in as close as ye dare, then give 'em a good, solid clout from behind! Aye, it ain't the most original strategy, but that don't make it any less lethal.
114	110	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_098	Once yer done with the first group, slip back into the shadows an' move on to the next. Naught to it, eh?
115	111	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_099	I'll head over to the back while you start in from the front. Let's wrap this up afore them 'Jackets blunder in an' scare off our marks.
116	112	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MERCHANT00148_000_100	Rogues!? No one mentioned aught about rogues!
117	113	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MERCHANT00148_000_101	Wh-What in the hells do you think you're doing!? I am conducting a business transaction on behalf of the <Emphasis>Bloody Executioners</Emphasis>! Do you understand what that means!? Do you know what they'll <Emphasis>do</Emphasis> to you!?
118	114	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_102	Aye, I'm all a-frighted. Odd, then, that yer the one who's shakin'.
119	115	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_103	It don't much matter to me <Emphasis>who</Emphasis> ye work for. Yer bosses broke the code, an' we're here to collect.
120	116	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_104	Those'd be the Silver Sorrows, then? I'm sure ye paid a caravan o' coin for them shiny baubles, but I doubt they're worth yer life. Let's have 'em, then.
121	117	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MERCHANT00148_000_105	W-Wait! Wait, damn you! You should know that this personage is an extremely influential member of the East Aldenard Trading Company! Surely you've heard of it!
122	118	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MERCHANT00148_000_106	If the threat of reprisal will not stay your hand, then consider the political ramifications of interfering with a foreign dignitary! The Admiral would not desire you to damage Limsa's relations with Ul'dah!
123	119	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_RICH00148_000_107	Y-Yes, exactly! I am very highly placed in Ul'dahn society! I have powerful friends who would not be pleased were you to mistreat me in any fashion!
124	120	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_RICH00148_000_108	And you must understand, the Silver Sorrows are a historical treasure─a gift once bestowed upon Sultana Nanasha Ul Nasha by her champion. The earrings were later stolen from the royal vault, and we'd lost hope of ever recovering them. That I might so easily purchase them thus is a <Emphasis>miracle</Emphasis>!
125	121	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_RICH00148_000_109	The return on these trinkets will be─ ...Er, that is to say, the Sorrows must be returned to Ul'dah! Can you not look the other way for the sake of my nation's pride!?
126	122	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_110	...Ye must think me some dull-witted thug. If this deal was bein' made on behalf o' yer country, then why're ye sneakin' about an' consortin' with pirates!?
127	123	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_111	(-???-)An excellent point. One might doubt your quality of character were you to continue with these feeble fabrications.
128	124	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_112	You need only entrust those earrings to me...should you truly wish to see them returned to Ul'dah, that is. After all, 'twas to fulfill that very purpose that the thalassocracy bid on the Sorrows in the first place.
129	125	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_113	Bit late there, aren't ye, Captain? I think ye'll agree this round belongs to us...
130	126	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_114	On the contrary, my dear scoundrel. I made the winning move the moment I knew we were dealing with a merchant of Ul'dah.
131	127	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_115	I come bearing an official order of seizure, authorized by the Admiral herself. You will not be harmed, but I must insist that you cooperate with this reclamation of <Emphasis>unlawfully</Emphasis> obtained goods.
132	128	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_116	Though Costa del Sol is private property, it nevertheless lies within state-governed territory. Come along quietly, and we need not inconvenience Master Gegeruju any further...
133	129	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_117	These suspects will be taken into Yellowjacket custody. And do not concern yourself with the Silver Sorrows─they'll be quite safe with me!
134	130	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_120	Ah, bollocks─we've left the Stray back in Costa del Sol. We should head back an' let her know how this mess turned out.
135	131	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_125	Aye, I heard the news from Jacke. I don't think that was the Admiral choosin' to side with Milala, though. Probably just eager to reclaim the Silver Sorrows...
136	132	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_126	Anyway, that bit about them earrings bein' cloyed from the royal vault turns out to be true. Seems some famous burglar went after 'em once he heard about the “godlike agility” they was said to bestow upon the wearer.
137	133	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_130	Bah! The hells take that canary-colored harpy! We might as well've handed the things to her on a velvet cushion.
138	134	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_VKEBBE_000_131	I'll go find Underfoot an' help him with his diggin'. There's still that last treasure out there, an' ye can be sure the Reformists won't be givin' it up without a fight.
139	135	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_132	Aye, you do that. Bene luck to ye, love.
140	136	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_133	Ah, there you are. You left before events had truly been decided, and I thought you deserved to know the score.
141	137	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_134	The Ul'dahn merchant has acquiesced to our request and surrendered the Silver Sorrows into our keeping. We've also apprehended the Reformists' accountant, and will be holding him for further questioning.
142	138	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_135	Oho! Bonin' an associate o' the Bloody Executioners? You Yellowjackets don't flinch from yer duty, I'll give ye that!
143	139	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_136	An' what's this I hear about you <Emphasis>buyin'</Emphasis> information, Captain? I thought ye'd sooner die than associate with elements o' the underworld?
144	140	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_137	I will do what I must to stay ahead in this challenge, and that marketeer's knowledge was vital to the case. 'Tis true I might find his practices...distasteful, but he is no pirate.
145	141	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_138	It is the fading era of <Emphasis>piracy</Emphasis> which I mean to consign to the history books. And that chapter will never be fully closed until every pirate-spawned relic─including you and your guild─becomes a thing of the past.
146	142	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_139	Valiant and forthright! These are the words by which the Yellowjackets live; it is the manner in which we protect Limsa Lominsa! I swore an oath on the graves of my sisters: no more shall the innocent suffer at the hands of these savage buccaneers, these...unrepentant killers!
147	143	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_140	And a grand oath it is. Me, I've got me fambles full just keepin' the code intact.
148	144	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_141	But the code is a kind of oath, too, when you get down to it. An' since I've sworn to uphold it, I've no intention o' steppin' aside an' lettin' ye trample all over me or me coves.
149	145	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_142	In fact, ye'd be better off givin' in now afore matters get proper serious. Just say yer sorry, admit defeat, an' we'll leave it at that, eh?
150	146	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_143	You─ Your audacity knows no bounds! I am done wasting words!
151	147	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MILALA_000_144	I shall reclaim that last treasure, and then I will look on victorious as your guild is dismantled brick by brick!
152	148	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_145	Hahaha! That's the spirit, Captain! Just don't forget to keep an eye on them earrings!
153	149	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_146	The city's crawlin' with rogues, ye know! Ye could keep the Sorrows in a bloody lockbox in the Coral Tower, but look away for a moment an' one o' me coves'll bite them beauties right back!
154	150	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_100_146	...Come on, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. It's back to the Sisters for us.
155	151	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_150	Well, after all that hard work, the shrew made off with the spoils.
156	152	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_151	And as far as her damn contest goes, I s'pose that makes us even. It'll be the last treasure─this “Black Sarcophagus”─that decides the victor.
157	153	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_000_152	Whatever the Reformists are doin' to keep it bob, ye can bet yer grandmum's teeth there'll be some bladework needed afore this job is done. Get yerself ready for a proper scrap, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>...
158	154	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_QIB_TODO001	Defeat the bodyguards!
159	155	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_BATTLETALK_01	Ugh, this bastard's made o' solid rock! <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, get over here an' start chippin'!
160	156	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_MERCHANT_BATTLETALK_02	This is a <Emphasis>private</Emphasis> meeting! Remove these rats at once!
161	157	TEXT_CLSROG250_00148_JACKE_BATTLETALK_03	Guess me daggers...wasn't sharp enough...