ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/quest/054/ChrHdb951_05481.csv

1	0	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_00	Hardiboiled's pensive expression cuts a stark contrast to the frenetic buzz of True Vue's neon-lit streets.
2	1	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_01	Inspector's Log: We departed for the densely wooded environs of Yak's Tail in pursuit of a swift-moving succulent─another of Hardiboiled's fiendish fugitives. Purported to be an air-wheeler aficionado of unsavory repute, we learned that this spike-covered delinquent was racing around the forest in search of meteorites to smash and subsequently grab. When confronted, however, our quarry chose to flee, confident that his vaunted velocity would secure his escape. We gave chase upon the detective's trusty Night Stallion, ultimately outpacing the speedy cactuar and convincing him to surrender his superior's whereabouts. Alas, a miscalculation on my part resulted in our failure to apprehend Carnelian. As the furious detective has declined any further gentlemanly assistance, Nashu and I shall henceforth pursue independent inquiries into the masked mastermind...the man we now know as “Keshkayi”! 　　　　　　　　　　　　*　*　* The salvaged data contains no further mention of monster-fied criminals, but what Hardiboiled has discovered is plans for repairing a “duplication device.” Said gadget was reportedly found aboard a flying vessel you immediately recognize as PuPu's flying vessel, and your description of its capabilities leaves the detective aghast. By your estimation, Keshkayi has already acquired all the materials required to effect repairs, and Hardiboiled is fresh out of leads. He heads off to visit Mymond and tap into the city's rumor mill, but your own departure is delayed by a disguised Hildibrand and Nashu. The intrepid pair intends to keep a watchful eye on the oglop following Hardiboiled, convinced it may prove crucial to cracking the case...
3	2	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_02	Mymond, the master of everyone else's business, has no direct information regarding the duplication device or calamities arising from its abuse, but he does have another interesting tidbit to share. It seems a hunter by the name of Circine came upon a badly wounded researcher out in Heritage Found and carried the man back to his house in the outskirts. Wondering if the wounded individual could be Keshkayi himself, you make for the hunter's abode to confirm if your suspicions are true.
4	3	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_03	Circine tells you of how he witnessed an air-wheeler crash to the ground, and his rescue of the man who crawled from the wreckage. The convalescing researcher is in no state to talk, but the hunter is nevertheless able to provide you with a name based on the identification card found on his person: Keshkayi. Hardiboiled attributes the villain's terrible burns to Carnelian, and with little else to do until Keshkayi awakens, you head outside to ponder what led to this fiery betrayal.
5	4	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_04	Hardiboiled reasons that Carnelian only played the lackey long enough to get his hands on the duplication device. As for what the Crime King would want to duplicate, the detective muses that an old accomplice of Carnelian's might have insights to share. She now works as a fortune-teller out of a shop in Solution Nine, which means your first step is dealing with her receptionist, Saralla.
6	5	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_05	Kacia is rather bemused by Hardiboiled's question regarding the duplication device and why her former associate would want it. She can only attest to Carnelian's insatiable desire to augment his arcane strength. As things stand, he lacks the power to cast the ultimate spell devised by his ancestor─an infamous archmage known as “the Lich.” Kacia suggests researching this sinister forefather using the public database, which Hardiboiled intends to access via the terminals in the commerce sector.
7	6	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_06	While the detective digs into the Lich's history, he asks that you read up on the clot─the species of monster which Carnelian specifically requested as the vessel for his soul. With the chat mode in **Say**, enter the search term “Clots” at the commerce sector data terminal.
8	7	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_07	You educate yourself on the peculiarities of clots, learning that these amorphous creatures can merge both their physical bodies and magical potential with others of their kind to form a single powerful entity. This is exactly the sort of information Hardiboiled will wish to know...
9	8	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_08	Hardiboiled's own research has uncovered several disturbing facts about the Lich, including the mage's propensity for raising the dead and his invention of an unstoppable spell capable of instantly killing any living creature. After listening to your report on clot characteristics, the detective deduces Carnelian's grand scheme: to make multiple copies of himself and fuse with them into one massive, murderous Crime King capable of casting the ultimate spell of slaying. Even as Hardiboiled makes plans to foil this ambition and claim vengeance for Noirshu, he receives a call from Circine informing you that Keshkayi has regained consciousness. Once again, the detective's departure heralds the arrival of Hildibrand and his assistant. Lack of evidence notwithstanding, Nashu, it seems, is all but convinced that Noirshu was not actually killed, but rather transferred into the body of the oglop. They promise to keep you apprised of their ongoing investigation, even as you look to rejoin Hardiboiled at Circine's house in the outskirts.
10	9	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SEQ_09	Hardiboiled remarks on your tardiness, but nevertheless appears glad of your presence. The case is building towards an explosive end, and he would hate for you to miss it...
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25	24	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_00	Speak with Mymond.
26	25	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_01	Speak with Circine in the outskirts.
27	26	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_02	Speak with Hardiboiled.
28	27	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_03	Speak with Saralla in Solution Nine.
29	28	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_04	Speak with Hardiboiled.
30	29	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_05	With the chat mode in **Say**, enter “Clots” to search the information available on the data terminal.
31	30	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_06	Speak with Hardiboiled.
32	31	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_TODO_07	Speak with Hardiboiled in the outskirts.
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49	48	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_000	Player. Eager to get back to work, I see.
50	49	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_001	I reconstructed the remaining files, but found no more records of monster-fied criminals. So I reckon we're clear on that front.
51	50	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_002	What the last of the data did contain, though, was plans for repairing some kind of fancy-schmancy “duplication device.” Said it was discovered aboard a flying vessel of unknown origin.
52	51	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_003	...The description of which damn near perfectly matches the shiny disc our imbecile inspector crash-landed over near Yuweyawata. So now I'm wondering, what's a gadget on a ship like that used to duplicate?
53	52	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_004	...Anything? Even *people*!? Oh, that ain't good... See, the files mentioned three critical materials: electrope, ceruleum, and meteorites.
54	53	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_005	Sound familiar? That's the same stuff our fugitives already nicked. They got what they needed to fix the device, and I'm sweating bullets imagining what they mean to do with it.
55	54	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_006	Problem is, we've squeezed those salvaged files dry of every last juicy lead. Can't even begin to guess where Keshkayi and Carnelian might be holed up.
56	55	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_007	For all we know, they've already moved on to the next step of their diabolical scheme. It's time we pumped a new source of information, and I know just the nosy bugger that'll do. Let's pay a visit to Mymond.
57	56	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_008	You may recall my mere presence seemed to anger the detective when last our paths crossed, so we've taken to disguising ourselves as ordinary citizens.
58	57	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_009	Our independent investigation otherwise continues unabated. Nashu has, in fact, identified a new potential avenue of inquiry...
59	58	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_010	I've noticed that there's an oglop that never strays far from Detective Hardiboiled's side. And I suspect this persistent insect is much more than it appears!
60	59	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_Q1_000_000	What will you say?
61	60	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A1_000_001	I share your suspicions.
62	61	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A1_000_002	Maybe it's just a bug with a taste for gumshoe?
63	62	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_011	It's been following him ever since we passed through Vanguard. This is not ordinary bug behavior!
64	63	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_012	We could be dealing with another creature possessed of a transferred criminal soul. Mayhap it's been sent to spy on the detective!
65	64	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_013	But, it doesn't feel like spying. More like it's...watching over him.
66	65	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_014	Whatever the oglop's intentions, we must continue to surveil this ever-present surveiler. It may prove critical to cracking the case!
67	66	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_019	I'm worried Keshkayi's already hatched his master plan... But let's not mourn our own chickens before we've heard what Mymond has to say.
68	67	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_020	You can see it in the oglop's beady eyes─the intensity that surely marks a dedicated spy.
69	68	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_021	Seeing how concerned the oglop is for the detective makes me feel all warm inside.
70	69	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_MYMOND_000_030	Back again? What can I do for you this time?
71	70	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_031	Got an odd question for you...
72	71	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_MYMOND_000_032	A device that can duplicate anythin', eh? In the wrong hands, that could lead to all kinds of mischief.
73	72	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_MYMOND_000_033	I haven't heard a peep about alien gadgets...but there was something else that might interest you. Rumor has it some half-dead bloke dressed like a lab worker was rescued out in Heritage Found.
74	73	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_034	You reckon that could be our villain Keshkayi!?
75	74	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_MYMOND_000_035	Could be. You'd have to talk to Circine, the hunter who found the poor bugger. Apparently he brought him back to his home in the outskirts.
76	75	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_036	If this half-dead lab rat is who we think it is, then I wonder if Carnelian must've...huh.
77	76	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_037	Thanks for the tip, Mymond.
78	77	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_100_037	Well, partner, looks like we're headed to the outskirts. Let's find this “Circine” fella.
79	78	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_038	And we shall follow wheresoever the oglop leads us.
80	79	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_MYMOND_000_040	Last I heard, that lab worker was still laid up at Circine's house in the outskirts.
81	80	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_MYMOND_100_040	Oh, and uh...you do know the detective's older twin is stalkin' you, right? If he's tryin' to stay out of sight, he's doin' a terrible job of it.
82	81	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_041	What chicanery is that insect plotting? Mayhap it has designs upon the detective's beloved eggs?
83	82	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_042	Did you see that darling little buggy behind!? It's so round and shiny!
84	83	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_043	This is the hunter we're looking for. Now to see what he knows about his injured houseguest.
85	84	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_CIRCINE_000_050	Ah, of course. I'd be happy to share the tale.
86	85	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_CIRCINE_000_051	I was culling monsters on the fringes of Everkeep when an air-wheeler wobbling through the skies above caught my attention.
87	86	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_CIRCINE_000_052	So erratic was its flight path that I half-expected it to crash into the ground...which it did not far from where I was standing. I ran over to see a man crawl free from the wreckage and collapse, his mask and gloves marking him as a lab technician of some kind.
88	87	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_CIRCINE_000_053	Though the air-wheeler hadn't exploded or burst into flames, he looked terribly burned. I was able to rush him home and administer treatment before he succumbed to his injuries, but the potent medicines have put him in a deep slumber, so I'm afraid he is in no state to answer questions.
89	88	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_CIRCINE_000_054	As for his name, I found an identification card tucked into one of his pockets. Assuming it belonged to him, the man is “Keshkayi”─a researcher from a local facility.
90	89	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_055	That figures. And those burns... Knowing Carnelian's preference for fire magicks, I'd wager a dozen hard-boiled eggs that he's to blame.
91	90	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_056	A mook dubbed the Crime King is not the type to play loyal henchman for long. Probably turned on his boss and took over the whole operation.
92	91	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_057	We'll have to wait until Keshkayi wakes up to get the whole story, but in the meantime, I'd rather be doing something useful. I say we head outside and consider our options.
93	92	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_058	Appreciate you sharing, Circine. Keshkayi is a criminal involved in a case we're investigating, so we'll be imposing on your hospitality again soon.
94	93	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_CIRCINE_000_059	A criminal, you say? Well, he won't be committing any crimes in his condition. I'll be sure to get word to you once he's fit enough for you to interrogate.
95	94	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_CIRCINE_000_060	I figured the man had his secrets, but didn't expect him to be a hardened criminal. In any case, I'll let the detective know as soon as this “Keshkayi” awakens.
96	95	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_061	Does the oglop stalk its prey with intent to pilfer a hard-boiled prize...?
97	96	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_062	So sweet how the oglop has eyes for nothing but its friend!
98	97	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_070	I doubt Carnelian would've humored his boss for so long unless he had an endgame in mind.
99	98	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_071	And considering his betrayal came just as they'd acquired everything needed to fix the duplication gadget...
100	99	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_Q2_000_000	What will you say?
101	100	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A2_000_001	He was probably after the device all along.
102	101	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A2_000_002	(...Do I really need to finish this sentence?)
103	102	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_072	That's what I'm thinking. But assuming we're right, what does he mean to use it for?
104	103	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_073	I'm thinking he was probably after the device all along. But assuming I'm right, what does he mean to use it for?
105	104	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_074	Well, we can work on answering that question while Keshkayi is still in dreamland. There's an old pal of Carnelian's who might have an insight or two...
106	105	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_075	Was part of his gang back in the day, but insists she's on the strait and narrow now, working as a fortune-teller out of a shop in Solution Nine. Saralla, the girl on the front desk, handles all her appointments.
107	106	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_076	Quickly, quickly! Let us not lose sight of the oglop!
108	107	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_080	This is the shop I was telling you about. Saralla there ought to wave us through.
109	108	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_081	Where has that four-legged skulker scurried off to...?
110	109	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_082	Zzz... Teensy cutesy oglop... Zzz... Fits in the palm of your hand...
111	110	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SARALLA_000_090	This establishment caters to lost souls seeking their true path. Due to high demand, however, I'm afraid we're completely booked for the coming months.
112	111	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_091	We're not interested in your dubious divinations. You just tell ol' Kacia that Hardiboiled is here to see her.
113	112	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SARALLA_000_092	...Very well. One moment, please.
114	113	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_KACIA_000_093	What do you want, Hardhead? I've paid my debt to society. You're interfering with the legitimate business of an upstanding citizen.
115	114	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_094	Pfft, says the woman who was Carnelian's most prized sorcerous charlatan. I'll wager the only fortune to be found here is the one you're making off gullible marks.
116	115	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_KACIA_000_095	Don't you dare lump me in with that double-crossing snake. It was his fault I went to prison, and I've been done with the underworld ever since. My establishment is entirely above board.
117	116	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_096	Alright, alright, don't get your robes in a twist─it's Carnelian I wanna ask about anyhow. I'll spare you the whole messy story, so let's get down to brass tacks...
118	117	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_097	Imagine there's a gizmo that can replicate any person or object in the world. What do you reckon a no-good crook like Carnelian would do if he got his hands on something like that?
119	118	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_KACIA_000_098	What kind of addle-brained─ How should I know!?
120	119	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_KACIA_000_099	The only thing Carnelian ever wanted was power, and no matter how much he got, it was never enough. Seems his ancestor─the one they called “the Lich”─created the ultimate spell, and it eats him up that he's never had the arcane strength to cast it.
121	120	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_100	An ancestral spell he hasn't got the juice for, huh? But...how would a duplication gizmo help him with that?
122	121	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_KACIA_000_101	Not my area of expertise. Though I suppose you could search the public database and read up on the Lich, if you're so inclined.
123	122	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_102	Fair enough. We'll try our luck with the terminals in the commerce sector. Much obliged, Kacia.
124	123	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_110	I am a topiary of enquiry, and decorative foliage extraordinaire...
125	124	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_111	I'm a shrubbery!
126	125	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_120	These terminals are connected to Alexandria's public database, so you can use them to learn all sorts of neat stuff. I'll see what I can dig up on this “Lich” character.
127	126	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_121	Meanwhile, reckon you could look into what makes “clots” so special?
128	127	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_122	Keshkayi's other flunkies didn't get a choice of monster, but when it came to Carnelian, seems the Crime King *specifically requested* the clot as a vessel for his soul.
129	128	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_123	I figured he was keen on their powers of mimicry, but now I'm wondering if there was something more. Anyway, see what you can find.
130	129	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SYSTEM_000_122	With the chat mode in **Say**, use your keyboard or the software keyboard to enter the search term “Clots” at the commerce sector data terminal.
131	130	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_130	I'll do some sleuthing into this “Lich” character. Your job is to become an expert in clots.
132	131	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SYSTEM_000_131	With the chat mode in **Say**, use your keyboard or the software keyboard to enter the search term “Clots” at the commerce sector data terminal.
133	132	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SAYTODO_000_135	Clots
134	133	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SYSTEM_000_140	With the chat mode in **Say**, use your keyboard or the software keyboard to enter the search term “Clots” at the commerce sector data terminal.
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137	136	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_SYSTEM_000_143	The terminal monitor displays an entry on the monsters known as “clots.”
138	137	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_DATATERMINAL05481_000_144	(-Commerce Sector Data Terminal-)Clots: These amorphous organisms inhabit dense jungle environments and demonstrate an extraordinary capability for physical mimicry. When threatened, the clot will either mirror the threat itself, or adopt a more intimidating form.
139	138	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_DATATERMINAL05481_000_145	(-Commerce Sector Data Terminal-)Clots can also fuse with others of their species, and there are recorded cases of multiple clots merging into a single gigantic entity possessed of immense magical power.
140	139	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_150	Well, no surprises from the bloodline that produced a maniac like Carnelian. Turns out this Lich guy is a real piece of work.
141	140	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_151	The entry I read said he used sorcery to raise and bind the dead to his will, and created an unstoppable spell that would immediately snuff out the life of any target. Oh, and that he also used necromancy to turn himself into a living corpse.
142	141	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_152	This allowed him to keep amassing dark powers over a period far beyond a normal person's lifespan...which was the thing that earned him the “Lich” moniker. Too many years of nefarious undead-ing, though, and the people came together to off him permanently.
143	142	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_153	You know, Noirshu─my assistant─was killed by a spell I'd never seen before. And I reckon Carnelian took a page from his ancestor's book of necromancy to animate those poor bastards at the Kanilokka Corpus.
144	143	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_154	How did your research go, by the way? Learn anything useful?
145	144	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_155	So multiple clots can merge together to make one humongous blob that wields all their magical power combined...?
146	145	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_156	That explains everything. Carnelian means to create a bunch of Crime King copies and fuse into one big, murderous mook!
147	146	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_157	Well, you and me are gonna wreck those plans and avenge Noirshu's death once and for all!
148	147	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_Q3_000_000	What will you say?
149	148	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A3_000_001	Do you want to loop Hildibrand in on this?
150	149	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A3_000_002	The inspector might be able to help with that.
151	150	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_158	Yeah, I've seen him hanging around like a bad smell. But when it comes to exacting vengeance, that well-meaning dope'll only get in the way.
152	151	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_100_158	And besides, Carnelian is more dangerous than he's ever been. I won't give him the chance to hurt anyone else...
153	152	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_159	Why are you so bullheaded about me being pals with the inspector, anyway?
154	153	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_Q4_000_000	What will you say?
155	154	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A4_000_001	You make a good team.
156	155	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A4_000_002	You share the same soul.
157	156	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_160	Me and the soft-boiled “gentleman”? Gimme a break...
158	157	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_161	You saying we're like two of a kind? Yeah, I don't see it...
159	158	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_100_162	Still, there's always been something weirdly familiar about that guy.
160	159	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_162	...Yeah, what've you got? Uh-huh. Alright. Be there soon.
161	160	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_163	That was Circine telling us to come over. Keshkayi's woken up.
162	161	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_164	I've been thinking, Player... What if the oglop we keep seeing is actually Noirshu?
163	162	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_165	When the detective was talking about his assistant, I *swear* that insect had the saddest look on its little face.
164	163	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_166	Come, come now, Nashu. You heard as well as I did that she perished by Carnelian's hand.
165	164	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_NASHUMHAKARACCA_000_167	But what if instead of dying, her soul was shunted into an oglop body in the same way the fugitives were stuffed into fiendish forms?
166	165	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_Q5_000_000	What will you say?
167	166	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A5_000_001	I suppose it's possible...
168	167	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_A5_000_002	Sounds like wishful thinking...
169	168	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_168	Nashu *does* have an uncanny sense for such things. Mayhap we should not dismiss the idea out of hand.
170	169	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_169	Indeed... However, Nashu *does* have an uncanny sense for such things. Mayhap we should not dismiss the idea out of hand.
171	170	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_170	Were we to explore the possibility, we might begin by chatting with the researcher zombie whom my Gentle Dead Man acquaintance befriended.
172	171	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HILDIBRAND_000_171	Pray continue your investigation alongside Detective Hardiboiled, and we shall contact you the moment we learn aught of substance!
173	172	TEXT_CHRHDB951_05481_HARDIBOILED_000_180	You're late, chief. Get lost on the way or what? This case is promising an explosive end, and I'd hate for you to miss it.