ffxiv-datamining/csv/custom/009/CtsDdd4AencDaenTalk_00945.csv

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4	0	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_000	Either some great nonsense is afoot, or someone inside the church is throwing a funeral.
5	1	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_001	When you've found whoever you think is responsible, come and talk to me. Until then, take pains. Be perfect. Adieu.
6	2	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_010	The fae barrier may still be active, but you've banished the worst of our troubles.
7	3	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_011	For your job half done, I offer half my services as a storyteller. May they be half as useful to you as you were to us.
8	4	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_012	Well, well, shallowroots! At the rate you're going, you'll make a worn, wan pilgrim yet! Unless your insatiable wanderlust has you considering other vocations? Those of a Madbloom, perhaps?
9	5	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_013	You've penned your page in this age-old tale─from humble beginnings to happily sometime after. But be not <Emphasis>too</Emphasis> proud, for beyond your mortal folly...we await.
10	6	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_Q1_000_020	What will you do?
11	7	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A1_000_021	Ask about achievements.
12	8	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A1_000_022	Accept achievement reward.
13	9	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A1_000_023	Speak with Aenc Daen.
14	10	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A1_000_024	Nothing.
15	11	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_Q2_000_030	What will you ask about?
16	12	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_031	Fae folk.
17	13	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_032	Aenc Daen.
18	14	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_033	Sin eaters.
19	15	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_034	The ornamental leafman at traverse stone 10.
20	16	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_035	The forgiven emulation at traverse stone 20.
21	17	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_036	The forgiven treachery at traverse stone 30.
22	18	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_037	The forgiven naivety at traverse stone 40.
23	19	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_038	Ogbunabali at traverse stone 50.
24	20	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_039	The ancestral Maliktender at traverse stone 60.
25	21	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_040	The forgiven zeal at traverse stone 70.
26	22	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_041	The forgiven profanity at traverse stone 80.
27	23	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_042	Malacoda at traverse stone 90.
28	24	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_043	Eminent Grief at traverse stone 99.
29	25	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_A2_000_044	Nothing.
30	26	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_050	<Emphasis>Illumed Invocations</Emphasis>? Now that's a nostalgic title. Used to be able to find a tome in any pious household.
31	27	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_051	Utterly useless now, of course, unless you've got a door that needs propping open...
32	28	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_052	But an enterprising pixie could possibly strip it of lingering magicks. Give what books you find to Ose Wyd, and maybe they'll make something pretty.
33	29	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_SYSTEM_000_053	You can exchange copies of <Emphasis>Illumed Invocations</Emphasis> for four types of accessories by speaking to Ose Wyd.
34	30	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_SYSTEM_000_054	If you speak to Aenc Daen with all four of these accessories equipped or in your inventory, you will earn an achievement and a rare item.
35	31	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_055	You're here, I bet, to boast and brag. You seek reward? Empty your bag!♪
36	32	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_SYSTEM_000_056	To collect your reward, ensure you have sufficient inventory space and speak with Aenc Daen once more.
37	33	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_057	Collected a fae king's ransom in baubles, I see!
38	34	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_058	In a different time and place, you might have been shunned as a <If(PlayerParameter(4))>woman<Else/>man</If> obsessed.
39	35	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_059	But your passion for Il Mheg has not gone unnoticed by our Madbloom majesty.
40	36	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_060	They entrusted me with a gift for you, a relic from the royal vault. Your very own chandelier of First Light!
41	37	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_061	...Acknowledging that you require only so many decorative lamps, we enchanted the thing to hurtle over park and pale at exhilarating speeds. A much better use for it, if you ask me.
42	38	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_062	Mortals are generally so banal with their objects, but you appreciate our fae whimsy, don't you? Now, get on your chandelier, and be off with you!
43	39	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_070	Who constitutes “fae folk” is highly dependent upon time and place.
44	40	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_071	While Fuath and pixies have always been quintessential examples, the Nu Mou and old blood amaro are more recent additions to the ranks.
45	41	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_072	These days, we are defined as “what resembles a child of man, yet is too strange to be one.”
46	42	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_073	Speech is a good measure of that resemblance─a beast that barters may be fae, but one that only barks is but a beast.
47	43	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_074	Indeed, the true difficulty lies in determining how strange is too strange for mankind.
48	44	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_075	So let me ask, since I've run out of answers─what constitutes a “person”? And how can you be sure you're one of them?
49	45	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_080	Me? I enjoy long walks on the shore and reading books in my spare time, though I tend to dampen the pages something dreadful.
50	46	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_081	Judging by our first meeting, you're already familiar with Fuath─you know our mischief is as dark as the water we drag mortals into.
51	47	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_082	Perhaps you also know that, just as pixies are born from the souls of unbaptized children, Fuath too have a unique origin.
52	48	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_083	Namely, the water in which we ourselves drowned. We are souls lost to the deep, unnoticed and unmourned.
53	49	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_084	A lonely end...which is why we're always seeking company.
54	50	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_085	By luring other unfortunates to the place of our demise and dramatically dispatching of them, we feed our instinctual desire to be noticed. To be loved.
55	51	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_086	Not that I have even the foggiest where I croaked! It's been far too long. Even were I to recollect, there's bound to be naught left of the old mortal coil. Perhaps the smallest chip of bone, waiting to be swallowed by a fish...
56	52	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_090	You've encountered sin eaters, but has your mortal mind fully grasped the horror of what it is to become one?
57	53	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_091	Your outsides wrought into a grotesque parody of beauty, your insides ravaged into structures that defy the chirurgeon's healing touch. To say nothing of your soul!
58	54	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_092	In many ways, 'twould be a mercy if the metamorphosis always destroyed the creature's essence. And yet...
59	55	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_093	Should you find any sin eaters that look significant, I might be able to share the tale of who they were before they began indiscriminately slaughtering passersby.
60	56	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_094	Only those important enough to be immortalized upon the page, mind. As with the church itself, records of its era have outlived natural memory─and unnatural memory, for that matter.
61	57	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_100	A frondent lob of rainbows? Why, that would be no sin eater, but a leafman!
62	58	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_101	Mutated from a greener state, perhaps, but all leafmen are fundamentally the product of pixie transmogrification. Enjoy a mortal's company And give them leaves before they flee!♪
63	59	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_102	Chatty, fidgety leafmen are not unheard of, but to think that one might try pressing you like a flower! An ambitious bush, indeed.
64	60	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_103	Curiouser still is its ability to multiply at a moment's notice. Are its blossoms more show than substance, then? What a rich display of mortal vanity!
65	61	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_104	And yet you say its words reflected only a heart of flora, its flesh and blood forgot... The hazards of chronic shrubbery, I'm afraid.
66	62	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_110	The blanched husk of an ambulatory tree that once thrived deep in our forests. Similar to the werewood, which I'm sure you've seen.
67	63	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_111	I know a plant where the wild weeds grow, Where songbirds and the seeking creatures go, Quite over-canopied with mushrooms and leaves, A roving woodland where to be at ease.♪
68	64	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_112	Full often did I laze upon the back of that gentle giant.
69	65	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_113	But once it turned, all it touched became corrupted by Light...
70	66	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_114	So remain the bodies of those that once sought sanctuary in its boughs. A cold wind blows through our roving woodland now...
71	67	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_120	Ah yes, the aforementioned archbishop. I have since dribbled many a puddle in the royal library while reading up on his celebrity. The Nu Mou keepers were less than pleased, but when are they ever?
72	68	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_121	Before he became a sin eater, Sladfort was but another strapping Galdjent from the Kingdom of Voeburt.
73	69	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_122	He was happily possessed of a healthy mind and healthy body, both of which he honed by strict regimen.
74	70	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_123	A quiet, disciplined sort. A paragon of authenticity. As a person and as a clergyman, he was loved and admired.
75	71	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_124	Alas, when the sin eaters robbed him of his soul, his very devotion betrayed him.
76	72	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_125	Though the thousand thousand prayers he had offered to the Light remained steeped in his body like a second blood, their power now turned upon all he had once served.
77	73	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_126	You did lay him to rest in the church of his faith, however, so perhaps his prayers were answered after all.
78	74	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_130	From the sound of it, you visited the oceanic chapels of Kholusia.
79	75	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_131	Architecture built from the reefs was once a common sight in those parts, and the churches were considered some of Kholusia's finest structures.
80	76	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_132	Water everywhere you look! Hugging the wide windows, pooling gracefully in the halls...
81	77	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_133	Considering the numerous aqueducts, it's little wonder that a sin eater swam in with a cohort.
82	78	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_134	Those finnèd pests beguile and make their play With mighty jets and spouts and blinding spray. Pity their prey, for poor and wretched be The victims of absolved naivety!♪
83	79	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_135	If you ask me, those salty brats should know their place. We Fuath make a far better art of drowning!
84	80	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_140	A visage more terrifying than the ghastliest of sin eaters─you have met Ogbunabali, ancient beast of Amh Araeng.
85	81	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_141	What is a jade mandible for, if not devouring the power of earth and rendering stone to sand?
86	82	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_142	Some say it shifts the land's aetherial balance, while others claim it conjures shockwaves deep underground. Is any of this true? Piffle.
87	83	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_143	Any who <Emphasis>do</Emphasis> encounter the elusive Ogbunabali are, in most cases, immediately buried. Sudden death does wonders to prevent significant research.
88	84	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_144	Sand clogging your throat as you choke your last breath... Unable to fight, even to flail! The thought alone makes me ill...
89	85	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_145	No, suffocation is best done in water. Care to give it a try? For you, I'd be happy to lend my services!
90	86	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_150	That old eccentric is still alive and stomping? Some legends are too timeless to succumb to sin eaters!
91	87	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_151	The mightiest of gigatenders are crowned with the title of king, but that fellow's chief humor is for a tyrant.
92	88	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_152	It shears prongs from its brow to serve as soldiers, ordering them around like a true monarch.
93	89	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_153	And like true peasants, his feeble squadron soon wastes away under the demands of its overlord.
94	90	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_154	The golden crown is a work of conceit, lovingly carved and adorned with jewels. All by its own two stubs!
95	91	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_155	The lengths kings will go to assure themselves of dominion... Still, we can enjoy a laugh at its expense.
96	92	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_156	For if you observe closely, you will see that its needles issue not only from its head, but sweet bottom! So regally it plays the part Yet cannot hide its deadly fart!♪
97	93	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_160	There survives a tale from the old Nabaath Empire, worn smooth by the times it has been told.
98	94	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_161	Long ago, in the heart of the desert, the people of an oasis were beset by a vicious brute─the One-eyed Wight.
99	95	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_162	The One-eyed Wight was as fierce and fearsome as a sandstorm. Aye, its glare alone could engulf a man in flames! Its power was matched only by its thirst for gold, they say, and so the village soon found itself destitute...
100	96	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_163	It is here the hero enters, his cue past. A lad both brave and clever defeats the fiend, claims its hoard of treasure, and everyone lives happily ever after. The end!
101	97	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_164	...Well, I never promised the tale would be <Emphasis>original</Emphasis>, now did I? But the sin eater you described may be the One-eyed Wight of eld.
102	98	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_165	Distorted by Light, its immolating eye a mawkish, milky white...
103	99	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_166	Does not misfortune render evildoers in a sympathetic hue? Just imagine the tears it must weep alone, condemned to a ninny's tomb...
104	100	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_170	Deep in the craggy mountains, there once lived a beast with magnificent antlers and a coat as dark as night.
105	101	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_171	By means unknown, it would appear before the injured and ailing, and gently draw its body close.
106	102	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_172	Lulla, lulla, lullaby, Comfort those whose death is nigh. Still their breath, a final sigh. So, good night, with lullaby.♪
107	103	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_173	Bluntly put, the creature's invigorating Darkness would quicken the advent of an inevitable passing.
108	104	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_174	You can imagine how sinister this must have seemed to the Church of the First Light. A deplorable shadow, they called it.
109	105	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_175	So in the self-righteous fashion of mortals, they dragged the beast from the mountains and sealed it away in some far, forsaken land.
110	106	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_176	There, we can suppose it turned, its once glossy black coat now a desiccated white.
111	107	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_177	Perhaps, by latent instinct, it sought to end your own suffering, pilgrim. Usher you through death's door, following Darkness like a dream...
112	108	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_180	What say you of the pilgrim road, bendyspire? You've paid homage to many a ruined chapel, after all.
113	109	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_181	Had the Flood not swallowed most of the world, you might have been able to tour the churches outside Norvrandt as well. Alas.
114	110	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_182	Regardless, traverse stone eighty-one marks a significant turn─one into the heart of Lakeland.
115	111	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_183	There, the Church of the First Light originated, and so chapels are both numerous and old. Elegant, even.
116	112	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_184	What I can't explain are your reports of the pervasive Darkness... Night may have returned to Norvrandt, but last I checked, it hasn't nested upon Lakeland like some grumpy amaro.
117	113	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_185	As for this Malacoda, well, I haven't the faintest clue of what it is. I'm impressed you managed to catch its name at all.
118	114	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_186	Any practitioner who can simultaneously juggle so many incantations is far too nimble to be a mindless sin eater. That much I can say for certain.
119	115	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_187	But what indeed was passing fell and wrath, Haunting the stones upon the holy path? A plague of Darkness! Pilgrims all for fear Creep into empty pews and hide them there.♪
120	116	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_190	Eminent Grief... The king betrayed little regarding its nature.
121	117	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_191	And who am I to tread loudly in the domain of their silence? Tyr Marn may delight in revealing the secrets of both the living and insensate, but woe betide the fae who unwittingly betrays royal secrets.
122	118	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_192	To satisfy your mortal curiosity, I suppose I can tell you the obvious: the fiend is a marriage of Light and Darkness.
123	119	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_193	Opposites attract, do they not? Regardless of their origins, 'twas an edict in destiny that they collided─like a union of true lovers crossed!
124	120	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_194	Whatever its cause, their meeting was marked by a ferocious contest of wills. Mayhap Darkness devoured more, but it could not digest the most tenacious of sin eaters. So persisted their hungry and unwilling embrace...
125	121	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_195	Yet by and by, their contrary aethers learned a reciprocity that would sustain the unholy union until its interment.
126	122	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_196	One stone shall serve as barrow for them both: one heart, one end, two wretches, and one troth.
127	123	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_197	Mortal though you well may be, Traveled you so trippingly. Arms in hand, with faerie grace Did you cleanse and bless that place.♪ Now, until a darker day, Fortune smiles upon all fae. Mark my words, and mark them true: Ev'ry thanks, we give to you!♪
128	124	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_198	...That was lofty! Now 'tis time for Aenc Daen the Merry to close the tome upon these antic fables and faerie toys.
129	125	TEXT_CTSDDD4AENCDAENTALK_00945_AENCDAEN_000_199	Should you demand more stories of such a weak and idle theme, I tell you─not for my faerie kingdom! No more words. Away! Go, away!