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| 4 | 0 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_SEQ_00 | Captain Doesrael, stationed at Oschon's Embrace, needs you to track down a guard who has abandoned his duties. |
| 5 | 1 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_SEQ_01 | With the recent increase in deliveries being sent between the Moraby Drydocks and Limsa Lominsa, passage across Oschon's Embrace has slowed to a crawl. Find Wyrstmaga, the guard whose duty it is to ensure smooth travel across the bridge. |
| 6 | 2 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_SEQ_02 | Wyrstmaga appears intimidated by the angry shouts of the drivers as they fume at the seemingly interminable delays. Do your best to /soothe the irate coachmen so that the harried guard might return to his post and perform his duties in relative peace. |
| 7 | 3 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_SEQ_03 | You have managed to soothe the irate coachmen. Report your success to Wyrstmaga and have him return to his post. |
| 8 | 4 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_SEQ_04 | Wyrstmaga has returned to his post on the bridge. Report your progress to Captain Doesrael at Oschon's Embrace. |
| 9 | 5 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_SEQ_05 | The conflict preventing passage across Oschon's Embrace has been resolved. But with work on the <Emphasis>Victory</Emphasis> demanding ever more materials, you can only wonder how Wyrstmaga will cope with the steadily increasing traffic on the bridge. |
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| 28 | 24 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_TODO_00 | Speak with Wyrstmaga. |
| 29 | 25 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_TODO_01 | /soothe the irate coachmen. |
| 30 | 26 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_TODO_02 | Speak with Wyrstmaga. |
| 31 | 27 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_TODO_03 | Speak with Doesrael. |
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| 52 | 48 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_DOESRAEL_000_01 | Eh? Ye be wantin' to cross Oschon's Embrace? If ye ain't in a hurry to be some place, I'd rather ye hold off for a bell or two─presently, the bridge is such a right confusion o' wagons an' such, the damn thing's like to collapse. |
| 53 | 49 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_DOESRAEL_000_02 | We expect a <Emphasis>bit</Emphasis> o' congestion, what with this bein' the only bridge connectin' the roads from the Drydocks to Limsa Lominsa, but today's traffic is somethin' awful. |
| 54 | 50 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_DOESRAEL_000_03 | Speakin' o' which, what in the seven hells does Wyrstmaga think he's playin' at desertin' his post at a time like this? Do me a favor, would ye, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>? Track down that skittish bugger an' tell him to get his arse back to directin' the chaos at the Embrace. |
| 55 | 51 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_WYRSTMAGA_000_11 | Bah, 'twas only a matter o' time before they sent someone after me, I suppose. Aye, I heard ye─the bridge is a bloody mess. Truth be told, I wish the damn thing <Emphasis>would</Emphasis> collapse and save me the sufferin'. |
| 56 | 52 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_WYRSTMAGA_000_12 | I can't simply wave me hands an' have everythin' suddenly sort itself out, now can I? An' if I try reasonin' with those demon-spawned coachmen, I'm like to get me head bit off. |
| 57 | 53 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_WYRSTMAGA_000_13 | Listen, if yer not goin' to let me be, then can ye at least have a word with the more irate wagon drivers? Ye know, <UIForeground>F201F4</UIForeground><UIGlow>F201F5</UIGlow>soothe<UIGlow>01</UIGlow><UIForeground>01</UIForeground> their tempers some? That'll be one less headache for me to deal with. |
| 58 | 54 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_OROGUARD_000_21 | Good sirs and ladies! Calm yourselves! There's no need to─oh gods... |
| 59 | 55 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANS_000_21 | I got me a load o' goods from the Drydocks meant for Forgemaster H'naanza herself! Now yield the way afore I drive me wagon right over yer squealin' hide! |
| 60 | 56 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANN_000_21 | And my cargo's already late for the shipyard! If you want to be the one to explain to the Admiral why her <Emphasis>Victory</Emphasis> is behind schedule, then be my bloody guest! |
| 61 | 57 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_COACHMANS_000_21 | Blocked again!? They'll have the road backed up all the way to the gates at this rate. I swear by the Navigator, I'll kick those wagons over the sides my damn self if this bridge doesn't open up soon! |
| 62 | 58 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_COACHMANN_000_21 | <groan> This is the third time this week. I must have these fish across and properly stored before they begin to spoil! |
| 63 | 59 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_WYRSTMAGA_000_21 | Ye have a word with those irate coachmen an' <UIForeground>F201F4</UIForeground><UIGlow>F201F5</UIGlow>soothe<UIGlow>01</UIGlow><UIForeground>01</UIForeground> some tempers, an' I'll soon have the rest of this mess sorted out. |
| 64 | 60 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_WYRSTMAGA_000_31 | Well, I'll be damned. Ye actually managed to calm them buggers down!? Yer a miracle worker, an' that's the honest truth. |
| 65 | 61 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_WYRSTMAGA_000_32 | All I need is for the drivers to heed me directions without all that snappin' an' snarlin', ye see. Well, I'd best be at it afore they lose their tempers again. |
| 66 | 62 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_WYRSTMAGA_000_33 | Oh, an' I'd appreciate it if ye could let Captain Doesrael know I'm back on the job. |
| 67 | 63 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_OROGUARD_000_41 | Thank you kindly, adventurer! We should be able to get things moving again as soon as─ Hm? Now where did Wyrstmaga disappear to!? |
| 68 | 64 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANS_000_41 | Hmph. Ye could be right, <If(PlayerParameter(4))>lass<Else/>lad</If>. Maybe there <Emphasis>is</Emphasis> room for both of us to squeeze past if I shift an ilm or two to the left. Probably could've seen that for meself if I hadn't been so busy screamin'. Heh heh. |
| 69 | 65 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANN_000_41 | I'm sore glad at least one person on this bridge has <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> head on straight. Perhaps those useless guards should retire and let <Emphasis>you</Emphasis> assume their post. |
| 70 | 66 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_COACHMANS_000_41 | Well done, mate, well done! Might've been a good show if it'd come to blows, but we all have places to be, now don't we? |
| 71 | 67 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_COACHMANN_000_41 | <sigh> Now half my Drydocks shipment is spoiled thanks to this cursed bridge and its endless delays. If only I had spent more coin on chilling the fish... |
| 72 | 68 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_DOESRAEL_000_41 | Wyrstmaga is back at his post, is he? Yer tongue must be made o' silver to have accomplished that feat! |
| 73 | 69 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_DOESRAEL_000_42 | He can't handle the yellin', you see. The gods only know how such a delicate flower survived guard trainin' in the first place. |
| 74 | 70 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_DOESRAEL_000_43 | An' he's never goin' to survive duty at the bridge now that work on the <Emphasis>Victory</Emphasis> has a flood o' deliveries comin' in an' out every bloody day. Wyrstmaga better harden up, or start lookin' for a quieter line o' work. |
| 75 | 71 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANS_000_31 | Make way, ye ugly bilge rat! I should've been in Limsa bells ago! Eh!? I'll calm down when fishbacks learn to fly! Now move yer arse! |
| 76 | 72 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANS_000_32 | Well, if ye put it like that, then maybe I'll hold me tongue for a bit. |
| 77 | 73 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANN_000_31 | You can take your self-important words and take a dive in the harbor! I have shipwrights expecting this cargo, and it'll be a cold day in Thanalan before I back down first! |
| 78 | 74 | TEXT_SUBSEA110_00407_IRATECOACHMANN_000_32 | Perhaps you do have a point. I shall endeavor to keep a hold on my temper, if only to see this situation resolved before the moon turns. |