ffxiv-datamining/csv/quest/040/AktKbb231_04077.csv

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4	0	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_00	Drusilla seems relieved to see you walk through her door unscathed.
5	1	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_01	While pleased to see you safe, Drusilla informs you that members of the family throughout Thanalan have reported disturbing sightings. That, along with a blunted dagger delivered to Lemures headquarters as a threat, has put everyone on edge. She suggests investigating the claims, both to gather potentially useful information and to escape from her quarters for a spell. You are to speak with family at Black Brush Station, from where one of the reports originated.
6	2	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_02	Though the first of the Lemures you approach has witnessed nothing unusual of late, he speaks at length and shares the story of his exile from Garlemald. He also tells you of a young woman who claims to have seen frightening images in the sands, and instructs you to visit Lost Hope if you wish to hear her delusions.
7	3	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_03	The woman is much more level-headed than you were led to believe, but still shaken by her recent experiences. After you introduce yourself as a friend of Drusilla, she regales you with the tale of how she and her beloved fled Garlemald, displaying an eagerness to divulge personal details that appears oddly common amongst the Lemures. She then informs you that it was not her, but her beloved who spied the dread figure in the desert, and begs you to ask him for further details─and, if you are able, bring an end to the vile menace.
8	4	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_04	You interrupt a slender man engaged in the sacred act of poetic creation. Whether it is because the verses he recites are divine or dreadful is unclear, but regardless, a voidsent reveals itself as the final rhyme is released unto the desert wind. The poet is helpless before the otherworldly beast, leaving the butchery in your hands.
9	5	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_05	You dispatch the threat, which refrains from giving its opinion on the poet's latest masterpiece. The flustered artist appears unharmed and regards you in stunned awe. Perhaps the sound of your voice will awaken him from his stupor─or failing that, a powerful nod.
10	6	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_06	The man thanks you profusely before reporting that it was during a similar excursion into the desert that he saw the man with pale skin and blood red eyes. The enigmatic figure returned his gaze with unnerving silence and an ominous grin before vanishing. While it is uncertain if this was Orcus or not, the poet recognizes that the desert is no place for feats of lyricism, and returns to the uncritical arms of his beloved, marking the end of your duty there.
11	7	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_07	Drusilla listens to your story with concern and praises you for slaying the voidsent before anyone came to harm. She then asks for your thoughts on the disparate members of the Lemures before speaking of how all fled their homeland of Garlemald. She goes on to recount her own experiences at length, telling the story of her grandfather Rullus's failed assassination of Solus zos Galvus, and his subsequent pursuit of power that led to his possession by Orcus and her flight to Eorzea. While the memories are plainly not easy for her to recall, her willingness to share is proof that she has come to think of you as a member of her found family. Tired from the day's work, she bids you return to headquarters. ※You may re-enter Lemures headquarters by speaking with the loyal Lemure in Pearl Lane.
12	8	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_08	Although Orcus did not show himself during your investigations into the family's claims, Drusilla seems certain that he will act soon─and that she will be his chosen target. No sooner does she share this intuition than Orcus appears, scythe poised to remove her head from her shoulders. Though titillated by the hatred and fear he sees smoldering within you, he yearns to see his meal grow even more flavorful, and to that end declares that he will torture Drusilla at his leisure, all the while waiting for your soul to attain its full delicious potential. With those parting words, Orcus returns to the shadows whence he came, leaving you and Hermin alone in Drusilla's chambers. The gobsmacked girl looks as if she could use some comforting words, or perhaps an outlet for her rising anger.
13	9	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SEQ_09	After Hermin's rage subsides, your next course of action becomes clear: rescue Drusilla from Orcus's clutches at all costs. His whereabouts are as uncertain as ever, but Hermin plans on pooling the resources of the family to make a concerted effort to ascertain them. In the meantime, you must keep your skills sharp, for only a reaper can cut Orcus down. ※The next reaper quest will be available from Hermin upon reaching level 80.
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28	24	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_00	Speak with the loyal Lemure at Black Brush Station.
29	25	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_01	Speak with the elegant woman.
30	26	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_02	Speak with the lithe dandy.
31	27	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_03	Defeat the bloodsupped voidsent.
32	28	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_04	Speak with the lithe dandy.
33	29	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_05	Speak with Drusilla in Stonesthrow.
34	30	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_06	Enter Lemures headquarters.
35	31	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_TODO_07	Speak with Hermin.
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52	48	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_001	If the boss says you're family, then you're family. Let's put that bastard in the dirt, eh? For Arnegis.
53	49	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_010	Glad to see Orcus hasn't sunk his teeth into you yet, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Don't go thinkin' he's given up on tryin', though.
54	50	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_011	He's out there, savorin' you from a distance. Can't resist checkin' in on his prize, just as he can't resist seekin' out morsels to tide him over till his feast. The reports we've received of a man pale as death skulking about the sands is proof of that.
55	51	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_012	And then there's the matter of this blunted dagger. We don't know who sent it, but we do know what it means.
56	52	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_013	It's a warnin' commonly used by the less savory elements in Ul'dah. A warnin' that the next will be delivered sharp and straight to our bellies.
57	53	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_014	More fool them. They've no notion of what we've faced and lived, thinking we'd soil our smallclothes over empty threats.
58	54	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_015	Let's hope it's nothin' more than that, lass, seein' as we need to follow up on those reports sooner than later. Anyone fancy a bit of fresh air? If we catch a whiff of Orcus's foul stench, all the better...
59	55	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_016	<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, I want you to ask around near Black Brush Station, and I'll head to Stonesthrow. When you're done, meet me there and we'll share what we've dug up.
60	56	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_020	Not every member of the family has the means or the inclination to live in the jewel of the desert. Some settle for something with a little less luster.
61	57	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERA_000_030	I recognize that self-assured stride. The mark of a <If(PlayerParameter(4))>woman<Else/>man</If> ready to take on the world and then some. You must be the Eorzean reaper the boss sent word about.
62	58	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERA_000_031	I'm almost disappointed to tell you nothing is amiss. The soldier in me would've loved to see a reaper in action. I once fought in the imperial army, though you wouldn't think it to look at me now.
63	59	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERA_000_032	I served proudly under Lord Valens in my youth, until the day he ordered us to use commonfolk as fodder in some pointless skirmish. I refused, and was sentenced to death for my candor. Needless to say, I didn't keep that appointment.
64	60	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERA_000_033	Compared to that evil, toothless threats and ghosts are no bother. But the less jaded are more excitable─one lass in particular has been jumping at shadows.
65	61	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERA_000_034	She claims to have seen all manner of terrors, but I suspect she'd be startled by her own reflection. Still, if you want to lend an ear to her delusions, you can find her in Lost Hope.
66	62	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERA_000_040	Things are quiet in these parts, save for that lass telling anyone who'll listen about the things she's seen in the dark. Find her in Lost Hope if you're in the mood for a bone-chilling yarn.
67	63	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_050	Aaah! Oh...hello. Who are you?
68	64	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_051	Oh! Did Drusilla receive my missive? She's sent someone to rid us of this terrible evil waiting in the wings?
69	65	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_052	Truly, she cares for us as if we really were her flesh and blood─which is more than I can say about my own. Not once have I longed to return to the life of comfort I left behind in Garlemald, and I have Drusilla to thank for that.
70	66	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_053	She isn't the reason I left home in the first place, of course. Had I not met my beloved, I would likely still be feasting on lemoncakes in ignorance.
71	67	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_054	In ignorance of love, of freedom. I found the former in Garlemald, and the latter in Eorzea, as our new life blossomed into something beautiful.
72	68	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_055	Not every day has been easy. Not even most days. But Drusilla's watchful eye has kept us safe, and our freedom is worth any measure of hardship.
73	69	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_056	Such terrible fear gripped my heart when my beloved told me of the pale man he spied on the sands. But now that the family has come to help, I can breathe a sigh of relief.
74	70	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_057	I'm sure you wish to know precisely where to find that horrid creature, but I cannot help half so well as my beloved might. Seek him in the southeast, and pray put an end to this nightmare!
75	71	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERB_000_060	The mere thought of that pallid skin sets my heart racing in terror. Seek out my beloved so we may finally put paid to this menace. He should be just southeast of here, seeking inspiration for his latest masterpiece.
76	72	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_070	Through deviled mists the hunter doth now tread, Tracking the scent of quarry others dread, In darkest night cry for a keeper, Lo, by your side <If(PlayerParameter(4))>she<Else/>he</If> walks, the reaper.
77	73	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_071	Ah, apologies for the effusive display, friend. I'm a poet, you see, and cannot resist putting into words the flood of emotions that accompany such a striking figure as yours.
78	74	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_072	Ack! A... A...m-m-m...
79	75	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_073	Monster!!!
80	76	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUSBEHAVER_000_074	Graaaaaagh!
81	77	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_SYSTEM_000_075	The bloodlust emanating from this voidsent is potent and powerful...
82	78	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_090	Thank you, thank you, thank you! My savior, my godssend!
83	79	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_091	Would that I could have aided you, but alas, a poet's pen is of little use in battle.
84	80	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_092	Unless, of course, that battle involves not swords and scythes, but words! Just ask the sire of my beloved, who is even now licking the wounds dealt by the invective verse I composed after he had the gall to forbid our union!
85	81	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_093	A masterwork of scathing metaphor and subtle remonstration! Alas, for all their pretensions, nobles are anything but subtle in their rage. We were forced to flee, to abandon our homes with only our love for sustenance.
86	82	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_094	Nevertheless, I've regretted not a single moment of our life in exile. In Eorzea we found an unexpected treasure: freedom. Freedom of mind and freedom of heart.
87	83	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_095	Ah, but I digress. Surely you did not seek me out simply to save my life and leave with a nod and a smile. Did you wish to commission a poem?
88	84	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_096	The pale man? Aye, I encountered him whilst wandering these arid wastes in search of inspiration. I felt the gaze of some terrible presence upon my back, and when I turned to meet it, he was standing there, grinning like a butcher in a bullpen.
89	85	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_097	He wore robes much too thick for these scorched sands, and his skin looked as if it had never been kissed by the blazing sun. Worst of all, his eyes were as two bottomless pools of blood. I feared my end had come, but then he vanished as quickly as he had appeared.
90	86	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_LEMURESMEMBERC_000_098	Perhaps I've been reckless. Recent incidents make it clear that the cost of inspiration is higher than I'm willing to pay. I shall return to my beloved, for both my safety and hers. Thank you again, my savior.
91	87	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_100	There you are. And?
92	88	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_101	Another one of his accursed minions. Well, I suppose we can take comfort in the fact that none of the family came to harm, yourself included. Well done.
93	89	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_102	Speaking of which, what do you think of this family you've been thrust into? Speak freely─I haven't lived this long by takin' offense at opinions I don't want to hear.
94	90	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_Q1_000_000	What will you say?
95	91	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_A1_000_001	I'm surprised you've all survived this long.
96	92	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_A1_000_002	Seems like any other family to me.
97	93	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_A1_000_003	Doesn't matter what I think, does it?
98	94	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_104	Takes more than brute strength for folks to survive. None of them were fit for life under the Empire's boot, and that's good enough for me.
99	95	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_105	Hah! Seen some odd families then, I reckon. I'd like to think we're one of a kind, though. A collection of castoffs unfit to live under the Empire's boot. Yours truly included.
100	96	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_106	If you say so. I reckon you don't hate us, and that's good enough for me. End of the day, we're just a ragtag band of outcasts unfit to live under the Empire's boot. Yours truly included.
101	97	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_107	Much as some enlightened types might tell you otherwise, people like to have a say in the life they lead. That's what separates us from those bugs over there.
102	98	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_108	Born queens, workers, drones. Bred into roles ingrained so deeply they wouldn't know how to live otherwise. For the glory and prosperity of the hive.
103	99	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_109	But we've got it in us to be different. Might be born into farmin', soldierin', or politickin', but we can choose to walk a different path whenever the fancy should strike.
104	100	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_110	'Tain't in our nature to accept our lot without question. No, we have to believe in somethin'. Put our faith in it. Only then will we deign to march in step.
105	101	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_111	And indeed, faith of a “savage” stripe is one way to get us dancin' to the same tune. Others might be compelled through faith in logic or law. Intangible, invisible...yet cause enough for killin' and conquerin' if it suits the queen.
106	102	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_112	“The invaders have sullied our birthright for eight centuries─no longer! We march for Locus Amoenus!” With a few righteous words, His Radiance Solus zos Galvus whipped the hive into a frenzy.
107	103	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_113	Once that fire is burnin', the passion of the masses can't soon be quelled. What was once a wish for home became a holy mission to spread enlightenment. Enlightenment which would not suffer such beliefs as the beastmen held.
108	104	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_114	Countless scores rendered up their lives on the altar of empire, until an entire continent was united under a single magitek fist.
109	105	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_115	For those who still dreamed the dream of unity, a deed worthy of song. Yet some awoke to see it for the tyranny it was. My grandfather Rullus included.
110	106	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_116	The talents of the reapers are passed down through bloodlines. Rullus was the best of us─the most accomplished and feared in the order's long history.
111	107	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_117	The duty of the reapers─our role in the hive, if you will─was to deliver our countrymen from corrupt and power-hungry tyrants. When Garlemald found religion in conquest, its appetite grew to be insatiable.
112	108	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_118	My grandfather pondered this conundrum for many sleepless nights, and came to a decision: he would relieve Solus zos Galvus of his life.
113	109	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_119	Twenty years ago, he slipped into the deepest chambers of the imperial palace, silent as a shadow, until he could hear the Emperor's beatin' heart...
114	110	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_120	Yet when Rullus returned to me, Solus was alive and well. My grandfather, on the other hand, had a skittishness to his step, and his black hair had turned a pale white.
115	111	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_121	He said naught of his encounter with the Emperor, save that the most powerful man in Garlemald was no man at all.
116	112	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_122	Shamed in his defeat, my grandfather sought greater power. Bit by bit, he gave more of himself over to the voidsent behind his avatar.
117	113	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_123	Orcus struck when Rullus was weakest, takin' his flesh and soul in one fell swoop. When he was finished, not a mote of my grandfather remained in that body. There was only Orcus.
118	114	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_124	The fiend flew into a rapturous frenzy, and my family were his first victims. I remember the chill of his teeth sinkin' into my flesh, gnawin' until they reached my very essence.
119	115	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_125	How am I standin' here before you, then? Oh, Orcus gorged on a soul that night. But it wasn't mine─not exactly. It was my avatar that filled his belly. Seems that was all he could stomach.
120	116	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_126	Some might consider that a lucky twist of fate, but I had little time to ponder my fortune. Fled soon as I was able─His Radiance never looked kindly on those trying to end his life, or their families.
121	117	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_127	I wandered about for years until I settled here and started seekin' out others like me. Others who had awoken from the Empire's dream.
122	118	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_128	"Lemures“ is what we call the spirits of the dead in the Garlean tongue. A fittin' moniker if there ever was one. Wakin' up from a long sleep ain't unlike climbing out of the grave. I can attest to that.
123	119	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_129	Son of a bleedin'─ Remind me not to give such long-winded speeches when the sand is blowin' in my face. I'm headin' back for some ale. See you at headquarters.
124	120	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_140	Welcome back, Boss. How was the family?
125	121	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_141	Shaken, but unharmed aside from some tussled hair and mangled verse. Orcus left one of his minions behind as a gift, but <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> made quick work of it.
126	122	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_142	I always said <If(PlayerParameter(4))>she<Else/>he</If> was a keeper. You have an eye for the fierce of heart.
127	123	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_143	I wager <If(PlayerParameter(4))>she<Else/>he</If> could slay Orcus all on <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> own. Not that we'd let <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>him</If> take all the glory.
128	124	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_144	'Course we wouldn't. We'll all be there when Orcus tries to take his prize. I don't think we'll be waitin' long, either.
129	125	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_145	Orcus said he'd strike when <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> was ripe with fear and hatred and despair. Seasonings he's loath to forego.
130	126	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_DRUSILLA_000_146	I've an inkling how he might try to draw out those emotions. And finish off a half-eaten meal besides...
131	127	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_147	Right you are, Drusilla!
132	128	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_148	How many nights did you mourn your lost avatar? The wellspring of your power. I must say, it was quite the dish!
133	129	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_149	Ah, I think not. Move so much as a finger, and her head will hit the floor.
134	130	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_150	Oooh, that's it, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. That fire. I want to see it burn. I want to see it rage. I want to see the hatred seep into the depths of your soul!
135	131	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_151	Shall I make this Drusilla's final breath? Or this one? It is so very hard to choose!
136	132	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_152	I was right not to give in to my baser instincts. To allow the thought of your taste to simmer in my mind as you and Drusilla formed a bond, a...kinship, even?
137	133	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_153	Born from an understanding of her inconsequential ideals, that you may better appreciate the bitter loss!
138	134	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_154	Hmm... But perhaps I should wait a while longer. To let the flavor of your hatred mature and the tang of your malice ripen.
139	135	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_155	I can make use of Drusilla yet. Revel in her screams, exult in her misery. Ahh, how splendid it will be!
140	136	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_156	All the while, my prize piglet growing fat with loathing and succulent with terror.
141	137	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_ORCUS_000_157	Patience rewards the dutiful gourmand, after all. When your tantalizing flavor has fully matured, I shall return. And I shall reap my harvest!
142	138	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_160	Godsdamned voidsent bastard! Soulless piece of shite!
143	139	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_Q2_000_000	What will you say?
144	140	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_A2_000_001	We need to think, Hermin!
145	141	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_A2_000_002	Swive that sodding demon spawn!
146	142	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_A2_000_003	Orcus is going to pay for this!
147	143	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_162	I know, I know... Now's not the time to lose my temper. Deep breaths, cool heads...
148	144	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_163	Aye...aye, that's the spirit!
149	145	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_164	Right. We need a plan. First things first: find out where Orcus is hiding. The rest of the family should be able to help with that.
150	146	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_165	In the meantime, you need to prepare. I know you're good, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>, but we can't leave the boss's life to chance. Sharpen your skills and your scythe, then sharpen them once more.
151	147	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_166	The boss can do naught against Orcus without her avatar. That means you'll have to do the heavy lifting.
152	148	TEXT_AKTKBB231_04077_HERMIN_000_167	Of course, I'll do what I can to afford you an advantage. You can count on that. For Drusilla!