Aht Urhgan Mission 34: Testing the Waters/Plot Details

===Cutscenes===
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===Game Script===
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Testing the Waters - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Naja Salaheem: I knew you'd be showin' your face around here sooner or later, Player name.
Naja Salaheem: So? How goes our little prrroject?
Naja Salaheem: Surely...
Naja Salaheem: Surely ya haven't let the most important mission in the historrry of this company slip your mind?
:Did ya let it slip your mind?
::Of course not! <----- Chose this option!
::Let what slip...?
Naja Salaheem: Well, alright then, Mercenary rank Player name!
Naja Salaheem: I'm sorry I ever doubted ya.
Naja Salaheem: But ya gotta understand, capturing Duzaf the Blackbelly is the grrreatest thing this company will ever accomplish!
:Did ya let it slip your mind?
::Of course not!
::Let what slip...? <----- Chose this option!
Naja Salaheem: <Sigh>... 
I knew it. Just one look at your slack-jawed expression tells the whole story.
Naja Salaheem: I'm talkin' about the plan to catch Duzaf the Blackbelly--you know, the guy with the Imperial bounty on his head?
Naja Salaheem: Ya with me now? 
Do I gotta tattoo it on your forehead!?
Naja Salaheem: Now that I know we're on the same page, I can fill ya in on something interestin' I've noticed.
Naja Salaheem: ...!
Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!
Abquhbah: Y-yes, ma'am!
Naja Salaheem: Is the office clear of visitors?
Abquhbah: Yes, you can speak freely, President Naja.
Naja Salaheem: Excellent. 
Ya see, it was when I had Abquhbah markin' all the Duzaf sightings on the map...
Naja Salaheem: That's when I began to notice a pattern.
Naja Salaheem: All the sightings were near the coast--especially places where it was easy to land a ship.
Naja Salaheem: It got me to thinkin' about the rrrumors floatin' around port, and the trrrue identity of this Duzaf. 
My guess is, this villain is really none other than...
Naja Salaheem: Luzaf the Blackheart!
Naja Salaheem: ...
Abquhbah: (Psst! This is where you start clapping!)
Naja Salaheem: Hmph.
Naja Salaheem: Well, I'm not one hundrrred percent certain in any case.
Naja Salaheem: If I were to send the combined forces of Salaheem's Sentinels against the wrong target...
Naja Salaheem: Explain the current financial state of the company to Player name, here.
Abquhbah: Ma'am. 
Gathering this intelligence required mercenary dispatches to every corner of Aht Urhgan, not to mention fattening the purses of Qiqirn information dealers...
Abquhbah: The expense has been horrendous!
Abquhbah: Salaheem's Sentinels just doesn't have the budget to fund another intelligence-gathering mission.
Naja Salaheem: There ya have it. 
We can't afford to make any mistakes.
Naja Salaheem: And that's where you come in, Player name.
Naja Salaheem: This wouldn't be the first time you've slunk aboard the Black Coffin, rrright?
Naja Salaheem: The Empress was so grateful after that last mission, Her Magnificence even rrrewarded ya with this glory crown.
Naja Salaheem: You know your way around the deck of that ship, I'm sure.
Naja Salaheem: That's why it'll be your job to track down the Black Coffin.
Naja Salaheem: I need ya to find out if my suspicions are correct. 
Are ya on board?
:Will you board the Black Coffin?
::Try and stop me!
::Not again... <----- Chose this option!
Naja Salaheem: Doth mine ears deceive me...?
Naja Salaheem: Did ya think ya were in a position to rrrefuse?
Naja Salaheem: Either ya get yourself on that ghost ship, or find out what it's like to be a ghost yourself. 
Your choice.
:Will you board the Black Coffin?
::Try and stop me! <----- Chose this option!
::Not again...
Naja Salaheem: Spoken like a trrrue Salaheem's Sentinel!
Naja Salaheem: Oh, and don't forget you'll be needin' the coin to pay your way onto the cutter.
Naja Salaheem: I seem to rrremember ya tellin' me about some grrreedy spirit...
Naja Salaheem: Listen up, Player name.
Naja Salaheem: The future of the company is rrridin' on the success of this mission.
Naja Salaheem: Get me the prrroof I need.
Naja Salaheem: Then I can mobilize the might of the Sentinels and haul in Duzaf by his pointy ears!
Mnejing: And still, he sleeps...
Nashmeira: At least the...nightmares...appear to have stopped.
Ovjang: Do creatures of the underworld even have nightmares?
Nashmeira: I don't really know...
Nashmeira: But I'm sure Luzaf has seen hardships that would haunt any person's mind.
Nashmeira: Such a troubled soul...
Salabwahn: How fares the admiral?
Nashmeira: He seems to have calmed a little.
Salabwahn: Thanks to your vigilant care.
Ovjang: Hmm.
Salabwahn: (Why now, with the Age of Judgment so close...?)
Ovjang: Is something amiss?
Salabwahn: Idle musings, nothing more. 
Please inform me if there is any change in his condition.
Mnejing: We shall.
Salabwahn: I'll be on the deck.
Luzaf: Ungh...
Nashmeira: Luzaf!?
Luzaf: The Age...of Judgment... 
I must...rise...