ffxiv-datamining/csv/quest/004/SubSea069_00481.csv

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4	0	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SEQ_00	Moegramm has been losing sleep over his sheep.
5	1	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SEQ_01	The wool from Moegramm's sheep lacks its former luster, and won't fetch a fair price at market. The shepherd Chartain should know how to make the sheep shine again.
6	2	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SEQ_02	Chartain attributes the lackluster fleece to lice, and attributes the lice to a lack of farmhands to help with brushing. Delouse three shaggy sheep with the lice comb.
7	3	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SEQ_03	Inform Moegramm that his shaggy sheep now have a sheepy sheen.
8	4	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SEQ_04	Moegramm is grateful you brushed up his wool for market. It would have been a shame to make mutton of the sheep when he seems so...attached.
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28	24	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_TODO_00	Speak with Chartain.
29	25	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_TODO_01	Use the lice comb on the shaggy sheep.
30	26	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_TODO_02	Report to Moegramm.
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52	48	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_MOEGRAMM_000_0	They call me the Stead shepherd, but all three kinds of livestock we breed here fall under my crook. Nevertheless, sheep remain my first love, my one true passion.
53	49	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_MOEGRAMM_000_1	So you can imagine my dismay at finding my flock in frumpy fleece! I can't very well take worn-out wool to market. A sheep with no shine is good for nothing but mutton!
54	50	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_MOEGRAMM_000_2	But where there's wool, there's a way! See what Chartain has to say.
55	51	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_CHARTAIN_000_10	Moegramm had some little lambs whose fleece was white as snow. But everywhere the little lambs went, lice were sure to go. Now we're stuck with lousy sheep.
56	52	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_CHARTAIN_000_11	In the time it takes me to brush one clean, the lice spread to two more. I just can't keep up with them by myself!
57	53	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_CHARTAIN_000_12	If you could brush three shaggy sheep for me, we might be able to wipe out the infestation altogether.
58	54	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_CHARTAIN_000_13	Let Moegramm know his sheep are in shipshape once you've finished.
59	55	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SYSTEM_000_20	The shaggy sheep looks itchy.
60	56	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SYSTEM_000_21	The shaggy sheep looks relieved.
61	57	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_SYSTEM_000_22	The shaggy sheep looks relieved.
62	58	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_MOEGRAMM_000_30	For an adventurer, you certainly know how to wield a lice comb!
63	59	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_MOEGRAMM_000_31	As I'm sure you have found, sheep are delicate souls that require delicate care. Truly wonderful wool requires time, love, and tenderness.
64	60	TEXT_SUBSEA069_00481_MOEGRAMM_000_32	You must caress their coats ever so gently, listen to their soft bleating in your ear, feel the warmth of their breath on your neck...