ffxiv-datamining/csv/quest/017/JobBrd560_01716.csv

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4	0	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SEQ_00	Sanson is wearing an expectant look.
5	1	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SEQ_01	No sooner does Sanson inform you that Sylviel will soon return to Tailfeather than the scholar's hired sword rushes in bearing dire tidings: his master has been captured by the Gnath. With the denizens of Tailfeather unwilling to help, it falls to you to mount a rescue. First, Sanson suggests that you scout out the entrance to the stronghold of Loth ast Gnath.
6	2	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SEQ_02	You arrive at Loth ast Gnath to find that Sylviel's assistant has managed to flee to safety. Alas, his master is still being held by the beastmen. Together with your friends, you sally forth into the stronghold and succeed in freeing Sylviel from the clutches of the Gnath. Speak with Sanson north of Loth ast Gnath.
7	3	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SEQ_03	All members of Sylviel's survey party have been accounted for. Make your way back to Tailfeather and speak with Sanson.
8	4	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SEQ_04	According to Sylviel, Coerthan legend speaks of a saint of song in the heavens─an individual with transcendent mastery over poetry and verse─who can bring a battle to its conclusion with a song. As a gesture of gratitude, the scholar promises to investigate the legend further. And though Sanson is hopeful that this will lead you to the Ballad of Oblivion, Guydelot is not wholly convinced. The two exchange heated words, and Guydelot subsequently storms out of the settlement. Sanson believes that the bard will eventually come around, and asks for your patience in the meantime. ※The next bard quest will be available from Sanson upon reaching level 58.
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28	24	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_TODO_00	Speak with Sanson outside Loth ast Gnath.
29	25	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_TODO_01	Speak with Sanson.
30	26	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_TODO_02	Speak with Sanson.
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52	48	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_000	Life's too short to waste squabbling, eh? I'd argue it's also too short to waste on pompous prats.
53	49	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_005	You come at a good time, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>! Sylviel and his expedition are due to return any moment now.
54	50	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SOLDIER01716_000_007	(-???-)Help! For gods' sakes!
55	51	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SOLDIER01716_000_008	Hear my tale, I beg you! A group of us were surveying ancient ruins when we stumbled into Gnath territory. The creatures took us captive─I was the only one who managed to flee.
56	52	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_009	Tell me, is the leader of your party a man named Sylviel?
57	53	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SOLDIER01716_000_010	H-How did you know? But yes, I'm his hired sword. I ran back to Tailfeather as swiftly as my legs could carry me, but no one here is willing to help us.
58	54	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_011	And why the hells not?
59	55	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SOLDIER01716_000_012	Going into Gnath territory is tantamount to suicide. They warned us, but we ignored them, thinking we could manage. How wrong we were...
60	56	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_013	There're people in need, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Are we going to ignore their plight? Or are we going to lend them our aid?
61	57	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_Q1_000_000	Rescue the survey team?
62	58	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_A1_000_000	We can't abandon them.
63	59	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_A1_000_001	But of course!
64	60	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_014	Heh, that was just a rhetorical question, but thanks for humoring me all the same! Aye, we'll go and rescue these people, and I'm sure you'd be no less enthused even if Sylviel weren't among them!
65	61	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_015	As for you, friend─while we're off saving your employer's arse, I want you to tell the craven bastards here they're a bunch of craven bloody bastards!
66	62	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_016	Needless to say, I am coming as well. Let us begin by scouting the entrance to Loth ast Gnath.
67	63	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_020	So that's the Gnath, eh? Is it just me, or does it look like they're all wearing hats?
68	64	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_ASSUSTANT01716_000_021	<pant> Please... They still have Master Sylviel...
69	65	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_025	This man is Sylviel's assistant. He managed to win free, but Sylviel is still being held within. Let us go and extricate him!
70	66	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_030	Nothing to it!
71	67	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_ASSUSTANT01716_000_031	Thank you ever so much!
72	68	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SYLVIEL_000_032	I did not think I would escape with my life.
73	69	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_035	Are you all right, Master Sylviel?
74	70	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SYLVIEL_000_036	Aye. A little shaken, perhaps, but otherwise whole of body─a statement I am able to make thanks to your timely arrival. May I ask the names of my saviors?
75	71	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_038	I am Sanson, of the Order of the Twin Adder, and my companions are the bards <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> and Guydelot. We three are on a journey to find a legendary song. The Ballad of Oblivion, 'tis called, and we were given to understand that you may have knowledge of it.
76	72	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_039	But this is not an ideal place for conversation. Let us first return to Tailfeather.
77	73	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_040	So, what's the next legendary feat on the agenda? A performance with moogles, perhaps?
78	74	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_ASSUSTANT01716_000_041	I shudder to think what may have happened had you not come to our rescue.
79	75	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SYLVIEL_000_042	I harbor no ill feelings towards the people of Tailfeather for forsaking us. We are outsiders, after all, and they owe us nothing.
80	76	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_CHOCOBOHUNTERS01716_000_043	So you're the heroes what went to the rescue, eh?
81	77	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_051	This hunter here wishes a word with us.
82	78	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_CHOCOBOHUNTERS01716_000_052	I won't keep you long─just wanted to say thanks for wakin' us up, is all. Tailfeather's made up o' folk who come here seekin' their fortune, you see, an' such folk tend to put themselves first.
83	79	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_CHOCOBOHUNTERS01716_000_053	But most of us are ashamed we didn't lift a finger to help them as were in need, an' we're determined to do better from now on. To be sure, gettin' called “craven bloody bastards” stung at first, but after the grumblin' died down, none could deny that it was the truth. An' that's all I wanted to say.
84	80	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SYLVIEL_000_054	You certainly have a knack for moving people, my friends, though I suppose it is only to be expected of bards! But come, let us speak of the song you seek─the Ballad of Oblivion.
85	81	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SYLVIEL_000_055	Coerthan legend speaks of a saint of song in the heavens. This saint is an individual with transcendent mastery over poetry and verse, and 'tis said that he can bring a battle to its conclusion with a song.
86	82	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SYLVIEL_000_056	As for being in the heavens, I suspect it is a figurative expression, but I cannot say for certain at this juncture. I shall investigate the legend further─a small gesture of gratitude for having saved our lives.
87	83	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_057	While we wait to hear from Master Sylviel, let us conduct our own investigation. Coerthan literature may yield us some clues.
88	84	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_058	If you ask me, it sounds like naught but a faerie tale. I'd wager that “heavens” is just a metaphor for a natural phenomenon. We've hit a dead end─I say we return to Gridania for now and look for other avenues.
89	85	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_059	And if you ask me, I think it far too early to draw conclusions. I, for one, mean to continue searching until I find a definite answer. If you wish to abandon our mission, I'll not stop you.
90	86	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_060	But know that you would be judged a deserter. You would lose your place in the Gods' Quiver...and that would be precisely what your superiors had intended.
91	87	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_061	Look, Guydelot. You of all people must know the true reason they chose you for this mission. They wanted you out of the way! Your skills had naught to do with it!
92	88	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_062	And it isn't so different for me! I was a thorn in their side, demanding cooperation when they were loath to give it! They were pleased to be rid of me as well, yet naught would please them more than for us to come back empty-handed! That is why we must succeed! That is why we must find the Ballad of Oblivion!
93	89	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_063	If you want to find the song so badly, you can bloody well find it yourself. I've had a gutful.
94	90	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_064	You're no bard─I doubt you even understand what gives a song its power. Yet here you are gallivanting about searching for one.
95	91	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_GUYDELOT_000_065	To you, the Ballad of Oblivion is just a means to curry favor with the brass hats. Well, that's an insult to honest–to–gods bards like me and <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>.
96	92	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_066	Oh, gods, what have I done? I did not mean to be antagonizing...
97	93	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_067	Though my pride won't let me tell him this, I know that Guydelot is a truly exceptional bard. With his skills married to my unit composition, I had hoped that we might prove our detractors wrong. Alas, my words failed to convey that intent.
98	94	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_SANSON_000_068	Given time, I believe that Guydelot will come around. I shall wait for him here. Meanwhile, I ask that you have patience with us.
99	95	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_TODO_1	Rescue Sylviel!
100	96	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_TODO_2	Defeat the Gnath that bar your retreat!
101	97	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_TODO_3	Defeat the Gnath!
102	98	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SANSON_BATTLETALK_01	Guydelot and I will draw them away! Please tend to Master Sylviel!
103	99	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SENSEI_BATTLETALK_01	Y-You are...?
104	100	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_GUYDELOT_BATTLETALK_01	No time for chitchat! Hurry on out of here─we'll keep the Gnath occupied!
105	101	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SENSEI_BATTLETALK_02	You have my thanks!
106	102	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_BOSS_BATTLETALK_01	<click> <click> Intruders! To arms, to arms!
107	103	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SANSON_BATTLETALK_02	Keep them away from Master Sylviel!
108	104	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SENSEI_BATTLETALK_03	Thank you. I shall be fine from here.
109	105	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_GUYDELOT_BATTLETALK_02	Let's finish off this lot and quit this place!
110	106	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SANSON_BATTLETALK_03	Master Sylviel! Are you hurt?
111	107	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SENSEI_BATTLETALK_04	No more than a few scratches, thanks to you.
112	108	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SANSON_BATTLETALK_04	You must...fight on...
113	109	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_GUYDELOT_BATTLETALK_03	Bugger... The rest is up to you...
114	110	TEXT_JOBBRD560_01716_QIB_001_SENSEI_BATTLETALK_05	No... I am not...ready...