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| 4 | 0 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_000 | I don't know you. Why have you come to Radiata? |
| 5 | 1 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_Q1_000_000 | What will you ask? |
| 6 | 2 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_A1_000_001 | Tell me about yourself. |
| 7 | 3 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_A1_000_002 | What kind of place is this? |
| 8 | 4 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_A1_000_003 | Nothing. |
| 9 | 5 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_010 | Tell you about myself...? You really are a stranger here, aren't you. Too much talk can get a person killed. |
| 10 | 6 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_011 | My father talked too much once─complained about his job. A “friend” reported him to the authorities, and then the soldiers came to take him away as a “suspected insurgent.” I never saw him again. |
| 11 | 7 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_012 | And then there was my little brother. When a group of patriots heard he was a laborer for the Empire, they strung him up from a tree. So, no─you don't talk about yourself around here. |
| 12 | 8 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_013 | There's not much to tell. I'm Leaping Doe─I live here. |
| 13 | 9 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_014 | I could probably pack up and move somewhere else now that the imperials are gone, but I guess I've just been here too long. I've a mind to stay a while anyway, just in case my father ever comes back... |
| 14 | 10 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_015 | Now that we don't need to live in fear every day, Radiata's not such a bad place to be. |
| 15 | 11 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_020 | Radiata? Well, this village is home to those who labor at Castrum Abania or Specula Imperatoris. Think of it as an imperial slave pen. |
| 16 | 12 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_021 | It certainly wasn't called “Radiata” by the folk who live here. It had a different name once, but you'll not hear anyone say it out loud. That earns you a visit from the correction officers. |
| 17 | 13 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_022 | You tell other villagers you're from Radiata, though, and it'll get you spit on. To everyone else, we're the Empire's “whipped curs.” |
| 18 | 14 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_023 | We lose either way. If we're to be treated like dogs for where we were born, then we've no choice but to live like one... |
| 19 | 15 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_024 | This village is home to those who were forced to labor at Castrum Abania or Specula Imperatoris. That's all changed now, of course. |
| 20 | 16 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_025 | The imperials have lost any hold they had here, aside from the name they gave the place. It did have another, once upon a time, but I guess everyone is too used to “Radiata” to bother switching it back. |
| 21 | 17 | TEXT_REGGYR3RADIATA_00400_LEAPINGDOE_000_026 | Hells, I don't think even a single person has left the place. Perhaps the idea of freedom hasn't sunk in yet─gotta remember what it's like to stretch your wings before you can fly away. |