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4	0	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_00	Artoirel is eager to begin his inquiry.
5	1	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_01	Hoping to cover more ground, Artoirel suggests splitting up to speak with as many Garleans as possible. He asks you and Fourchenault to speak with the people at Victors' Spoils, while he and the Gridanian sentry carry out their inquiries at Liminal Station IV.
6	2	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_02	Fourchenault suspects the Garleans, having chosen frozen squalor over the comforts of camp, will not be amenable to conversation. Nevertheless, you must press on and speak with anyone willing to talk.
7	3	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_03	The Garleans have painted a rather grim picture of their lives, making it clear how their countrymen might succumb to despair. You go and speak with Fourchenault to see what he has learned, though you have little hope he has heard anything better.
8	4	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_04	There are no glad tidings to be had when you confer with Fourchenault. Before you can decide your next plan of action, however, a shrill cry in the distance interrupts your train of thought.
9	5	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_05	Following the sound of the scream, you happen upon one of the Garlean refugees. He tells you his comrade transformed into grisly horror and wandered off in the direction of the Tower of Babil. Fearing the worst, Fourchenault bids you give chase while he stays behind to account for all those who yet remain.
10	6	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_06	You find the wayward beast and slay it before anyone comes to harm. Fourchenault will be glad for the news.
11	7	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SEQ_07	Witnesses to the transformation noted that the man affected was listening to a radio which continues to play a strange, cryptic message. As you consider who could be sending this broadcast, you are soon joined by Aymeric, Merlwyb, Artoirel, and the Gridanian sentry. You listen to the radio together once more, and part of its message strikes a chord with the sentry─he recalls it being the mantra of Nerva yae Galvus of the IIIrd Legion. With this newfound information, Fourchenault is now convinced that Nerva is the blasphemy they are searching for. Before long, the group's attention turns to the more immediate concern of the Garlean refugees. Though reluctant at first, they are soon convinced to discuss forming an interim governing body, as well as the possibility of rebuilding Garlemald or immigrating to Sharlayan. The Grand Company leaders have much to think about, affording you the opportunity to rest until there is new word of the blasphemy.
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28	24	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_TODO_00	Speak with Fourchenault.
29	25	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_TODO_01	Speak with the refugees.
30	26	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_TODO_02	Speak with Fourchenault.
31	27	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_TODO_03	Speak with the sullen refugee.
32	28	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_TODO_04	Seek out and defeat the fell beast.
33	29	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_TODO_05	Speak with Fourchenault.
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52	48	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_KEEPEROFTHEENTWINEDSERPENTS_100_000	I am not Garlean by blood, but having been raised in the imperial provinces, I would be lying if I said I am not moved by their plight.
53	49	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_100_001	Locus Amoenus suffered greatly in the wake of the Final Days─'tis only natural they would have sought shelter at the capital. I can but imagine their horror upon arrival...
54	50	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_ARTOIREL_000_001	Time being of the essence, I believe it prudent we split into two groups and cover as much ground as we may, as quickly as possible.
55	51	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_ARTOIREL_000_002	If you and Master Fourchenault would inquire after the people at Victors' Spoils, the two of us shall see what we may learn at Liminal Station IV. When you have finished, pray meet us there.
56	52	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_003	Victors' Spoils is to the east of here, yes? Let us be off.
57	53	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_010	That they should choose to reside here in the cold, I can but presume they will not be amenable to conversation. Even so, we must not be deterred. Come.
58	54	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_015	Shall we meet back here when we have finished?
59	55	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_020	Come to hear our grievances, have you? Hmph. We've more than you have time to hear them, I'm sure.
60	56	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_021	We've lost not one, but <Emphasis>two</Emphasis> homes. Our loved ones, our livelihood... There's nothing left.
61	57	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_022	I served my time with the military, aye. For what? To lose all my friends. My son... And there was naught to show for it but our claim to Locus Amoenus.
62	58	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_023	Or so we thought. Calamity was visited upon us for reasons we know not, and when we thought to flee, it followed on our heels to Garlemald. Ruin and ash at every turn...
63	59	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_YOUNGRETURNEE_000_024	Can't imagine why you or anyone else would feign interest in our troubles, but if you insist...
64	60	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_YOUNGRETURNEE_000_025	You'll find a great many of the people here were in the military at one time or another. Some retiring with honors, and others without. Sadly, I'm one of the latter─bore one too many scars in battle. Even so, my contributions were enough to warrant leave to move to Locus Amoenus.
65	61	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_YOUNGRETURNEE_000_026	It was a land of warmth and bounty. The Corvosi rebellion, admittedly, proved troublesome for a time, but it didn't take long for the IInd Legion to quell their uprising. You could practically drown in the calm and quiet.
66	62	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_YOUNGRETURNEE_000_027	And then one day the skies came alive with flame. We were overrun by all manner of foul beasts born of our brothers and sisters. The IInd Legion barely had time to assemble their forces before they were overrun and snuffed out. We barely escaped with our lives.
67	63	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_YOUNGRETURNEE_000_028	But we were greeted only with more wrack and ruin on our arrival here, and we've not the strength to take our home back from the Corvosi a second time... There's nothing left for us anywhere.
68	64	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_EMACIATEDRETURNEE_000_029	Talk? What is there to talk about? We've no home. No future... Nothing. This doom spells the end for us all.
69	65	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_035	What are we to do with nothing left to live for?
70	66	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_YOUNGRETURNEE_000_036	If it's all the same to you, I'd like to be alone right now.
71	67	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_EMACIATEDRETURNEE_000_037	How... How did it come to this...?
72	68	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_040	Did you learn aught of how they came to be in such dire straits?
73	69	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_041	I see. I heard much of the same.
74	70	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_042	The military forces of Locus Amoenus were defeated in the wake of the Final Days. Desperate to survive, they naturally fled to Garlemald seeking sanctuary.
75	71	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_043	It was their hope the might of the Empire would allow them to reclaim the home they were forced to abandon... But the capital was already in ruin when they arrived.
76	72	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_044	Needless to say, the lands they have long believed to be the ancestral home of the Garlean people may remain forever lost to them.
77	73	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_045	Those unfamiliar with history would believe they have always resided in the bitter cold climes of northern Ilsabard, but that was only after the Corvosi invaded eight hundred years prior.
78	74	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_046	With the advent of magitek, I imagine it was all too easy for Emperor Solus to rally his people and take back what they believed to be rightfully theirs.
79	75	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_047	Yet history would tell us true─that the land they call Locus Amoenus has been known by other names, and served as home to myriad peoples.
80	76	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_048	Indeed, one need only look back to the Allagans' reign in the Third Astral Era to give the lie to Garlean claims of sovereignty.
81	77	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_049	Yet even had they such ancestral ties to Locus Amoenus, antecedence cannot justify their animosity to foreign peoples.
82	78	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_050	Animosity poorly veiled by delusions of justice, as has been the case for so many nations throughout history. Would that man had the sense and strength of will to break free from such chains of hatred.
83	79	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_050	(-Shrill Cry-)Help! Someone help! They...they've turned!
84	80	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_051	Another monster!? Quickly, <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. We haven't a moment to lose!
85	81	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_055	Gods... What happened?
86	82	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_060	One of my mates seemed unwell, so I thought to come over and look in on him.
87	83	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_061	Next thing I knew, he...he...
88	84	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_062	No one appears to be injured... Did he not attack?
89	85	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_063	He just walked off in the direction of the tower. In a daze, as if it was calling to him.
90	86	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_064	He could not have gone far. If you would go after him, I will remain here and see that all are accounted for.
91	87	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_070	Have we not suffered enough...?
92	88	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_071	I will see to matters here. Go and find that beast before it can reach the tower.
93	89	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_080	The beast is slain, then. Thank the heavens...
94	90	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_081	For a blessing, no others have turned, and a measure of calm has been restored, if only for the moment.
95	91	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_100_081	Witnesses were able to offer a clue as to the source of the transformation. They claim the afflicted was listening to this radio.
96	92	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_100_082	Even now it continues to play the same, cryptic message.
97	93	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_NERVA_000_082	(-Radio-)...Empire...no more. Never again...rise...ashes.
98	94	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_SYSTEM_000_083	Though distorted by radio static, you can hear a voice saying “The Empire is no more. Never again shall it rise from the ashes.”
99	95	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_084	But how is this possible? There are no facilities left standing that could possibly deliver a broadcast.
100	96	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_Q1_000_000	What will you say?
101	97	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_A1_000_001	Anima was capable of sending such a message.
102	98	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_A1_000_002	The last time this happened, the signal came from the Tower of Babil.
103	99	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_085	Be that as it may, Anima is no more, and the Tower of Babil has fallen into disrepair. By your hand, no less.
104	100	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_086	Which begs the question: who─or perhaps, what─could be behind this?
105	101	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_ARTOIREL_000_087	<Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/>. Master Fourchenault. A moment, if you would.
106	102	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_ARTOIREL_000_088	Shortly after we finished our inquiry at Liminal Station IV, Lord Aymeric and Admiral Merlwyb arrived, and requested an audience.
107	103	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_089	Apologies for our late arrival. Knowing firsthand the devastation of which blasphemies are capable, I discussed the matter with the Admiral, and we were of one mind that the situation warranted our immediate presence.
108	104	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_090	Is it safe to presume a representative of the survey team has already arrived?
109	105	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_091	Indeed I have. Thank you for coming all this way on such short notice.
110	106	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_092	Recent events here at the camp have proved most enlightening.
111	107	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_100_092	And this is the aforementioned radio?
112	108	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_NERVA_000_093	(-Radio-)...Empire...no more. Never again...rise...ashes.
113	109	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_094	A harsh reminder of their misfortune. Sufficient to push some wayward few over the edge, it would seem.
114	110	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_100_094	Yet there still remains the question of who is sending this message, and from where.
115	111	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_NERVA_100_095	(-Radio-)...Glory...everlasting... Garlemald.
116	112	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_KEEPEROFTHEENTWINEDSERPENTS_000_095	“For glory everlasting. For Garlemald.” No, it couldn't be...
117	113	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_096	You recognize this message?
118	114	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_KEEPEROFTHEENTWINEDSERPENTS_000_097	A mantra often spoken by Lord Nerva. Anyone who lived in the provinces under his authority could scarcely forget those words.
119	115	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_098	He sought to claim the throne after the assassination of Emperor Varis, did he not?
120	116	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_099	After civil war broke out, he all but disappeared according to the intelligence we managed to gather. How could he have managed to breach the tower undetected?
121	117	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_100	To have done so and remain unnoticed by the creatures infesting the tower seems a nigh-impossible task. Unless...
122	118	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_Q2_000_000	What will you say?
123	119	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_A2_000_001	Do you think the voice on the radio is the blasphemy?
124	120	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_A2_000_002	Do you think the voice on the radio is Nerva?
125	121	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_101	I do. And as it was with Anima, these radios are somehow attuned to whatever signal it emits from the tower.
126	122	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_102	What's more, I believe the true identity of the blasphemy is Nerva. Robbed of the throne, and forced to watch the Empire he longed to command crumble before his very eyes... If such loss did not drive him to the same fate as Quintus, the despair he felt no doubt overcame and turned him.
127	123	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_103	In a manner of speaking, yes.
128	124	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_104	Not as the man he once was, but as a blasphemy. Robbed of the throne, and forced to watch the Empire he longed to command crumble before his very eyes... If such loss did not drive him to the same fate as Quintus, the despair he felt no doubt overcame and turned him.
129	125	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_105	Nerva's delusions of grandeur aside, the Garleans' plight sounds not unlike the Sahagin, desperate to preserve their spawning grounds.
130	126	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_106	Indeed. Though unscrupulous by any measure, the Garleans found solidarity in their ideology, as did the people of Ishgard in the church. Adrift without home or purpose, it is all too easy for despair to take hold.
131	127	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_107	Would that a remedy were as simple as offering them land as we did the Sahagin.
132	128	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_108	In all likelihood, the Garleans would refuse to settle for aught less than what they believe to be their ancestral homeland of Locus Amoenus, a claim the Corvosi would readily take arms to denounce. We would do well not to further fan the flames of animosity 'twixt them.
133	129	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_109	Then perhaps, at the very least, we can offer them peace of mind, and a means to regain some semblance of stability in their lives.
134	130	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_Q3_000_000	What will you say?
135	131	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_A3_000_001	To offer them true comfort and stability, Garlemald must be rebuilt.
136	132	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_A3_000_002	...
137	133	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_110	By no means an easy solution, but perhaps the only one worthy of pursuit. Of course, this new Garlemald must remain a sovereign nation, free from the oversight of others.
138	134	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_111	'Tis by no means an easy solution, but I fear we have little recourse but to see Garlemald rebuilt. As a sovereign nation, of course─free from the oversight of others.
139	135	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_112	Aye, they would see no meaning in it otherwise.
140	136	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_113	If I'm not mistaken, Alphinaud and Alisaie have already made strides in helping the people here regain some normalcy in their day-to-day living. A most important first step, but it will mean little without proper leadership.
141	137	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_114	Rather than a single individual, perhaps a governing body of sorts would prove more effective.
142	138	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_ARTOIREL_000_115	There are a number of former senate members among the refugees at Camp Broken Glass, as I recall. With their help, creating the framework for new governance is not an impossibility.
143	139	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_ARTOIREL_000_116	Then let us call the people together, and see what they make of our proposal.
144	140	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_200	The Final Days has taken much from you all. I can but imagine the pain you feel in the face of such immeasurable loss.
145	141	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_MERLWYB_000_201	And though the Final Days have been averted, its effects yet linger, and a blasphemy has been born of your suffering. Decisive action must be taken before further harm is wrought upon you.
146	142	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_202	To overcome such adversity is too great a task for any one person. But as a people united, there may yet be hope for the morrow.
147	143	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_203	While it is not our place to decide how you will move forward, we would offer a small measure of guidance.
148	144	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_204	We were told a number of former members of your senate yet remain among you. Would you be amenable to an interim government led by these individuals, until such time as Garlemald can be rebuilt?
149	145	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_KINDLYRETURNEE_000_205	Rebuild Garlemald...? Is such a thing truly possible?
150	146	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_206	Hmph. Even if we do cobble together some governing council, they won't be making anything of that pile of ash we dare call Garlemald.
151	147	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_207	There's no going back to Locus Amoenus, either. Wrack and ruin... Those are our only options.
152	148	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_208	I realize to rebuild Garlemald is a seemingly impossible task, but you needn't undertake it alone.
153	149	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_209	My children are working with members of the Ist Legion as we speak to begin an organized relief effort.
154	150	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_210	And there are others from the provinces no doubt willing to lend their expertise.
155	151	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_211	You need but ask─not as would-be conquerors, but as brothers and sisters of this star─and others will heed your call.
156	152	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_212	If you should still see no merit in the rebuilding of Garlemald, then I would instead offer you residency in Sharlayan. I promise you will be welcomed with open arms.
157	153	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_213	Sharlayan? So now you'd expect us to go and lick boots in some country we've never even heard of?
158	154	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_214	My apologies if I appeared overly forward in my proposition. Considering our strict policies on nonintervention until but recently, it is not surprising that you are unfamiliar with my homeland.
159	155	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_215	It is an island nation to the north, home to myriad peoples. Which is why I believe it would not prove difficult to accommodate you and yours.
160	156	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_216	To be clear, you would not be migrating to Sharlayan to live in servitude. You have my word that each and every one of you would be guaranteed citizenship upon entry.
161	157	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_PRICKLYRETURNEE_000_217	And why, exactly, would you go to such lengths for us? For the “conquerors” you barely know?
162	158	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_218	Sharlayan was long aware of the coming doom that would be the Final Days, and so we were preparing to evacuate this star, taking as many people and resources as our stores would allow.
163	159	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_219	Initially, it was our intent to save the people of Garlemald as well... But we had not forgotten your transgressions invading Ala Mhigo. Your rejection of our entreaties for peace.
164	160	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_220	After a great deal of deliberation, it was decided that we would forgo an invitation to Garlemald. A determination made with great trepidation.
165	161	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_221	We had convinced ourselves it was ultimately for the greater good, though I can think of at least one individual who would continue to protest.
166	162	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_222	“To ignore the plight of those one might conceivably save is not wisdom─it is indolence.”
167	163	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_223	Sage counsel I brazenly cast aside when confronted with the Final Days in earnest.
168	164	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_FOURCHENAULT_000_224	But <Split(<Highlight>ObjectParameter(1)</Highlight>, ,1)/> here and <If(PlayerParameter(4))>her<Else/>his</If> companions refused to forsake those we were otherwise unwilling to save. With great risk to themselves, they achieved the impossible, and opened my eyes to the error of the Forum's decision.
169	165	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_KINDLYRETURNEE_000_225	If all other roads lead to ruin regardless... Perhaps we should at least consider it.
170	166	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_000_226	Then it would be my pleasure to invite you all to Camp Broken Glass, where you shall have warm food and beds both.
171	167	TEXT_AKTKBZ002_04580_AYMERIC_100_227	Admiral Merlwyb and I shall speak with Maxima and the others, and consider how best to assist the Garleans moving forward. Should we broach the subject of the blasphemy, however, we will not hesitate to call upon you.