Past Sins (Louverance's Path)/Plot Details

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===Game Script===
Southern Legend - Tavnazian Safehold
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Despachiaire: Player name... 
Is Ulmia... How is she doing?
Louverance: Greetings, Despachiaire. It has been too long.
Despachiaire: Sir Louverance!
Louverance: You need not worry. She is fine. 
Player name and I travel the world in search of a truth--a single truth that will restore light to Vana'diel and her children.
Louverance: Your granddaughter embraces the same goal we do, and she will not give up until she has reached it.
Despachiaire: I can sleep easier knowing that such a noble knight as yourself is watching over my dear Ulmia. However, she is often one to hide her true feelings away from others, even though she may be in pain.
Despachiaire: You... You are not causing her any pain, are you?
Louverance: Ulmia is a very strong-willed young woman. She understands the responsibilities that lie before her and will not cower before them.
Louverance: That is why she blamed herself for not knowing more about the painting of Al'Taieu kept in the Tavnazian Cathedral's reliquiarium.
Despachiaire: W-what!?
Louverance: Lady Ulmia is not a theologian of the cathedral. No one expects her to know of the painting. However...
Despachiaire: Exactly! There is no way she could know of the painting. She was only a mere child when the piece was donated to the cathedral. Oh, why must you blame yourself, poor Ulmia?
Despachiaire: Sir Louverance! I know some of the history behind the painting. Let me tell you of what I know.
Despachiaire: Long ago, I helped in the transport of the relic to the cathedral. Much tumult arose as a result of bringing that painting here.
Louverance: Your assistance is greatly appreciated, Despachiaire. I will relay everything you tell me to your granddaughter.
Despachiaire: Yes... 
It was some twenty-five years ago that the painting was brought to the archipelago.
Despachiaire: According to the marquisate officials, the painting was found deep within ancient ruins known as the Temple of Uggalepih.
Despachiaire: It is said that the painting depicts a scene in the verse of a legendary song--the ancients and their attempt to open the Gates of Paradise...
Despachiaire: Yes, I remember it like it was yesterday... 
A gate of light hovering over a grand city... 
The gatekeeper roaring to the heavens...
Despachiaire: The gatekeeper took the shape of a mighty dragon. However, his four legs were bound by mighty shackles.
Despachiaire: This image was the strongest in the painting. Many of the missionaries that came to view the painting would often call it the relic of chains, or the relic of the dragon.
Louverance: I see... 
So at that time the identity of the city was still unknown...
Despachiaire: Yes, until Cardinal Mildaurion viewed the painting. It was she who told us the city was Al'Taieu.
Despachiaire: As punishment for defying the gods, the city of Al'Taieu was destroyed and banished to the bottom of the northern sea. After the cardinal revealed the truth of the painting, many a canticle was sung of this legend. There wasn't a soul in Tavnazia who had not heard one while sipping down a glass of brew in the local pub.
Louverance: However... Why did the cardinal know of the city and its legend?
Despachiaire: Though I may be mistaken, I seem to recall that before arriving in Tavnazia, Mildaurion was a priest who wandered the Outlands on a quest for spiritual enlightenment.
Despachiaire: I have also heard tales that many of the holy relics that reached the archipelago were brought from the Outlands by thieves and pirates. Perhaps the cardinal obtained her knowledge of Al'Taieu in these forsaken areas.
Louverance: The Outlands... I see...
Despachiaire: Yes, I also remember how a group of Mithra came from those Outlands, demanding that we return the painting to the temple.
Louverance: I, too, have heard that tale. After a long series of talks, the cardinal was able to convince the Mithra to allow the painting to remain in Tavnazia, without defacing the honor of the cathedral.
Despachiaire: We were relieved, and with those Mithra beasts gone, we could go back to our normal, everyday lives.
Louverance: Mithra... 
Perhaps they know more of the painting...
Louverance: Despachiaire, would you happen to recall the names of the Mithra or exactly where they came from?
Despachiaire: I do not remember their names. I do not think they were ever referred to by anything other than the title of "sin hunters."
Louverance: Sin hunters. Assassins sent from the Mithran homeland to do the dirty work of the Grand Chieftainess...
Louverance: So this painting must be of great importance to their race...
Despachiaire: Sir Louverance. 
A young Mithran sin hunter visited the safehold a number of days ago.
Despachiaire: If you can find her, she may be able to better inform you of the secrets behind the painting.
Louverance: A sin hunter...was here!?
Louverance: Excellent... 
Despachiaire, I thank you very much for your assistance. I will heed your advice and begin a search for this Mithra.
Louverance: A sin hunter in Tavnazia... A quite unexpected turn of events, wouldn't you say, Player name?
Louverance: Let us travel to Windurst and inquire with the chieftainess about the sin hunters and the painting they desire.
Southern Legend - Windurst Woods
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Perih Vashai: You wish to hear of Al'Taieu, adventurer?
Louverance: A moment. 
To ask questions in such a blunt manner does not befit a lady.
Louverance: My most humble apologies for the intrusion, Chieftanness Perih Vashai.
Louverance: My name is Louverance N Mistalle. 
To save the people of Vana'diel, I seek the truth that hides behind the veil of history.
Louverance: A time of apocalypse is at hand. 
I beg you for the guiding knowledge of ages, passed down through the Mithran race...
Perih Vashai: I understand your situation. 
However, I know nothing of the city painted in that picture.
Perih Vashai: Even if you were to ask the Mithran Trrrackers, I doubt they would have an answer for you. 
They are on a journey to fulfill an important duty.
Louverance: ...? 
If I may be so bold, are the Mithran Trackers following the scent of some grave crime?
Perih Vashai: Yes. They came to demand atonement for the sins of the Tavnazian cardinal.
Louverance: The cardinal? 
What crime could she have committed?
Perih Vashai: Strrrangely enough, her sins are related to the picture you speak of.
Perih Vashai: That picture was stolen from the Temple of Uggalepih.
Perih Vashai: A Mithran Trrracker traveled to Tavnazia to recover it, but was instead presented with a deal by the cardinal.
Louverance: A deal?
Perih Vashai: The cardinal apparently knew everything about the legend rrrecited by the Mithra, and the duty that it entails.
Perih Vashai: She also stated that the means to carry out that duty had been prepared in Tavnazia.
Perih Vashai: The trrracker had no choice but to accept the deal. 
The fate of Vana'diel's people was placed in the hands of the cardinal.
Louverance: Chieftainness, indulge me if you will.
Louverance: What is this legend, and what of the duty it reveals? 
What had your people intended to do?
Perih Vashai: That duty was given to the Mithra by the ancient race depicted in the picture. 
A duty to awaken the sleeping gods...
Louverance: The sleeping gods...!?
Perih Vashai: Surely you have heard the tale of the ancient rrrace that wounded Vana'diel by opening the Gates of Paradise?
Perih Vashai: The Emptiness that poured from that wound tried to swallow everything in its path: the mountains, the seas, the skies, the forests, even life itself.
Perih Vashai: The living beings of Vana'diel decided to use the tears that Altana had shed to cleanse the world.
Perih Vashai: However, a battle erupted between the king of people and the king of dragons over the fifth tear. A conflict that knew no end...
Perih Vashai: The people who survived used the power of the sleeping gods to heal the wounded land.
Louverance: And that is the legend told by the Mithra?
Perih Vashai: Adventurer. 
In your trrravels you would have seen the giant, glowing crystals that lie hidden far away from civilization.
Perih Vashai: Those crystals are the rrresting places of the gods.
Perih Vashai: Slumbering within are the immortal beings who were called forth to heal the land in the age of legend.
Perih Vashai: The wounded land of Vana'diel bleeds forth dreaded Emptiness...
Perih Vashai: It is now time for us to awaken the sleeping deities, and mend our sufferrring world.
Louverance: And this is the role that the cardinal attempted to fill? 
But how...?
Perih Vashai: That has not yet been rrrevealed to me.
Perih Vashai: But if you must learn the answer to that question, you should ask the Tavnazian theologian who was a survivor of the Great War.
Perih Vashai: Before she is punished for that crrrime...
Louverance: ...!
Perih Vashai: Do you need further explanation? 
The Mithran sin hunters never forgive a crime. 
The sin does not die with the sinner.
Perih Vashai: Be careful with your actions. 
It is not our place to judge your sins, but in time, your sins may come to judge you.
Louverance: What do you make of her words, Player name?
Louverance: The theology of the Mithra veers quite dramatically from that of the San d'Orian Cathedral in several respects.
Louverance: The legend concerning the five tears of Altana is especially at odds with what the Elvaan believe...
Louverance: That is why I warn you not to swallow her tale without question.
Louverance: Talk of legends aside, the chieftainness's description of the Emptiness that has appeared in every corner of Vana'diel is an indisputable truth.
Louverance: However, the Mithran Trackers are now chasing after the theologian, Prishe, and not Cardinal Mildaurion.
Louverance: Which would mean that even the trackers were unable to locate the whereabouts of the cardinal.
Louverance: Does that mean that the cardinal has already bid farewell to this world?
Louverance: Has my astonishing luck finally failed me...?
Honoi-Gomoi: It is nice to see you after so long, sir. 
I wonder if you remember old Honoi-Gomoi?
Honoi-Gomoi: I thought you might have informed me of your presence. 
I was mightaruly surprised to hear that you were in town.
Honoi-Gomoi: As always, your visits cause quite a stir...
Louverance: ...
Honoi-Gomoi: But I do babble-wabble on. 
Your subordinates bode me to pass this on to you.
Honoi-Gomoi: It is an item that should help tremendously in your task.
Louverance: But this is...!
Honoi-Gomoi: Yes, indeed. 
It was broken when you crossed swords with that detestable Vukki.
Honoi-Gomoi: I went to greataru lengths to have this repaired for you...
Honoi-Gomoi: What's more, I finally made progress on the task you entrusted to me so long ago.
Honoi-Gomoi: That despicable bounty hunter that caused you so much trouble, "Goldmane"...
Louverance: You have information?
Honoi-Gomoi: Yes. 
According to some Mithran pirates, the rascal has purchased a small, desertarued island south of Mhaura...
Louverance: I see. 
My luck has not forsaken me after all...
Louverance: Player name. 
I ask that you leave the rest of this task to me, alone.
Louverance: My incredible luck does not extend to those around me. 
It may prove to be more of a hindrance than a help. 
Until next we meet...
Partners Without Fame (pt.1) - Bibiki Bay
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???: <Clunk-clunk>...
The machine has noticed something behind you...
???: <Clunk-clunk>... 
<Whirl-whizz>...!
Louverance: So, Player name. 
You came even after I specifically requested that you entrust this matter to me.
Louverance: I suppose it is your prerogative as an adventurer to poke your nose into other people's business...
Louverance: However, you really are too forgiving.
Louverance: Those who find enjoyment in the humiliation of others need to feel the sting of regret for their actions.
???: Look at what you've done to my warmachine! 
After all I went through to get my hands on one...
???: You're so mean!
???: You're so terrible!
???: You're so ugly!
Louverance: You waste your time speaking through these mandragoras.
Louverance: Are you listening, Vukki-Chebukki!?
Louverance: I am Louverance N Mistalle, representative of the San d'Orian Cathedral!
Show yourself immediately!
Vukki-Chebukki: Well, well. 
I never really believed you met your end in San d'Oria...
Vukki-Chebukki: I could never forget the cuts of that blade. 
You won't fool me.
Vukki-Chebukki: Throw down your sword.
Vukki-Chebukki: One false move and that bird'll be on a direct flight to the Chateau d'Oraguille. 
It carries a note for the Royal Knights--one that informs them of your survival.
Louverance: Ha! 
Still prepared for the worst, as always. 
Your cowardice has worsened with age.
Louverance: But perhaps you didn't hear me clearly. 
I am Louverance N Mistalle.
Louverance: Even with the assassination of Francmage, the family of Mistalle still retains honor among the knightly orders.
Louverance: With that family name at my disposal, your trivial note will amount to nothing. 
I tire of your games, Vukki-Chebukki.
Vukki-Chebukki: Why would the scion of such a noble marquis family act in this way?
Vukki-Chebukki: Did you argue that honor alone will not fill a hungry belly?
Louverance: That is the kind of reasoning I would expect from a Tarutaru with no understanding of the term "honor."
Louverance: It is the complete opposite. 
I have chosen to use my influence to see that justice is done.
Vukki-Chebukki: To see justice done?
Vukki-Chebukki: Your notion of justice should have been erased years ago, along with the destruction of Tavnazia...
Louverance: It is true that even now, twenty years after the war, the ruins of the marquisate still crawl with the remnants of the beastman army.
Louverance: However, the wards erected around the Sacrarium by Cardinal Mildaurion sheltered the underground delivery tunnels from invasion...
Louverance: I have discovered that the safehold built within those tunnels harbors the refugees of Tavnazia.
Vukki-Chebukki: Refugees? 
Are you certain!?
Louverance: If you had not chosen to waste your time here lamenting the past, this revelation would have reached you as well.
Louverance: The refugees of Tavnazia have already presented their plight to Jeuno and asked for a member of the government to visit Tavnazia.
Vukki-Chebukki: Jeuno...?
Louverance: A government official immediately entered the safehold under this pretense of aid.
Louverance: Without the knowledge of the Tavnazian survivors, he proceeded to rifle through the contents of the Sacrarium.
Vukki-Chebukki: Huh. 
But this is great news. At least the inhabitants of the marquisate weren't completely obliterated.
Vukki-Chebukki: Those trinkets of the past have no use for anyone. 
Jeuno can take anything they want if the refugees are to be saved.
Louverance: But can it truly be said that the people of Tavnazia will be rescued?
Louverance: You lost a wife and children in that war. 
Everyone who survived that travesty lost something or someone dear to them. 
Their spirits have suffered a terrible blow...
Louverance: They have spent years cowering from the shadows of horrors that lurk beyond the walls of the safehold.
Louverance: And those responsible for the current state of the marquisate have all but forgotten its existence, living in blissful ignorance.
Vukki-Chebukki: ...
Louverance: These very same villains are soon to be the recipients of tears of gratitude from the very people they condemned to misery.
Louverance: Do you mean to simply stand by and watch this injustice unfold, even though the trugh weeps silently in your heart?
Vukki-Chebukki: What else would you have me do!? 
Surely you don't intend to tell them what really happened...!?
Louverance: Yes. 
That is exactly what I propose. 
I will shed light upon the dark purpose of the allied army, hidden behind the confusion of the Great War.
Louverance: I will also call for assistance in the restoration of the nation of Tavnazia.
Vukki-Chebukki: Wh-what!?
Vukki-Chebukki: You can't possibly do this alone!
Louverance: Hahaha... 
It is the realization of that very fact that prompted my return.
Louverance: I already control the successor to the Tavnazian Marquisate. 
Preparations to receive funds and troops from a certain wealthy family are also well underway.
Louverance: This wealthy family is willing to pour its resources into recovering the knowledge and relics that have been collected over the years by the Tavnazian Cathedral.
Louverance: However, these relics have all been taken by Cardinal Mildaurion, and her present whereabouts are unknown...
Louverance: That is why I have come to request information from you.
Louverance: I wish to visit the source of this bounty. 
I need to know the way to the city of Al'Taieu.
Louverance: Along with several others, you were on a secret mission from the cathedral to find the path to the celestial capital, were you not?
Vukki-Chebukki: Th-that may be so! 
But we were never able to discover a way to Al'Taieu!
Louverance: Then why, little friend, did the Tavnazian Cathedral call upon me to silence you?
Louverance: You must have discovered something.
Louverance: Now choose! 
Will you keep your silence, or keep your life!?
Vukki-Chebukki: Wait, wait! 
I'll tell you!
Vukki-Chebukki: We discovered that the way to Al'Taieu opens once every one hundred years. 
That's all we found, I swear!
Louverance: Once in a hundred years...?
Vukki-Chebukki: That's everything I know. 
Time for me to leave!
Louverance: !?
Louverance: My, my. He does move fast for such a diminutive chap. 
Never mind, I have the information I came for.
Louverance: The stone statue I saw in the Mimeo Mirror is the statue of Promathia--the one kept in the reliquiarium of the Tavnazian Cathedral.
Louverance: Could this statue also be a relic from Al'Taieu? 
Which would mean that the professor from Windurst...
Partners Without Fame (pt.2) OPTIONAL - Windurst Walls
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Yoran-Oran: What now!? 
You want to know-ethy where the statue in Tavnazia came from?
Yoran-Oran: I though-ethy I already told you. The statue was covered in traces of soil similar to that found-ethy on the bottom of the Sea of Shu'Meyo.
Yoran-Oran: But wait-ethy just a moment... 
Now that you mention it, there were also traces of Gustaberg soil mixed-ethy with the samples. I did not think-ethy anything of it at the time...
Yoran-Oran: Why would-ethy there be two types of soil on the statue...?
A Century of Hardship - Oldton Movalpolos
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Louverance: Why, if it isn't the adventurer, Player name.
Louverance: I must commend you on your insight.
Louverance: Yes, it was nearly one hundred years ago, too, that the Moblins wandered their way up from the bowels of Vana'diel...
Louverance: And then the Tarutaru scientist who examined the statue in Tavnazia--what he said about the statue dug up from a labyrinth...
Louverance: I advise you, do not let down your guard when traveling through these caves. The Moblins' behavior is often erratic, and they can be quite nastier than their cousins on the surface.
Louverance: Out of all the beastmen, they seem to realize that they are the children of the Twilight, and it is this fact that drives them.
Louverance: Ah yes, one of my colleagues said he spoke with a creature known as Tarnotik deep in the eastern end of this area the Moblins call Oldton Movalpolos. Whether that beast will help you or not...
Louverance: I am still not convinced that this cave is truly the path to Al'Taieu.
Louverance: ...
Louverance: It cannot be!
A Century of Hardship (pt.1) - Mine Shaft #2716
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Chekochuk: Promathia's Reborn! 
Promathia's Reborn! 
He's stronger than stupid Hume Hume! He's more powerful than ugly goddess goddess!
Movamuq: Weee'll taaake hiiim! Mooobliiins dooon't breeeak prooomiiises! Weee'll taaake hiiim tooo spaaarkly plaaace!
Trikotrak: Ys! Sprkly plc! Fr t th nrth! Undr wtr! 
Trmr csd cv t fll wth rcks...
Swipostik: But's we's dig's! 
Moblins's don't's break's promises's! 
We's take's Promathia's to's sparkly's place's!
Louverance: I never imagined we would meet Selh'teus in this place...
Louverance: However, what could these creatures be jabbering about...?
???: Shoooowaaaa...
Jabbos: Who are you...people...?
Jabbos: Do you know...who that boy...is?
Louverance: A Galka...?
Jabbos: I am...Jabbos... 
I have lived...with the Moblins...for a long, long time...
Jabbos: A long time...in peace...
Jabbos: But lately... 
The Moblins...act strangely...
Jabbos: They praise the Twilight...God... 
They attack...the children of Altana...
Jabbos: But I'll...stop them... 
I promise... 
Moblins...don't break...promises...
Jabbos: Now go... 
Leave...the rest to...me...
Louverance: But...
Makki-Chebukki: Out of the way! Makki's coming through!
Kukki-Chebukki: Out of the way! Kukki's coming through, too!
Jabbos: !?
Louverance: Wait right there! Why, you are those pesky children from Tavnazia!
Cherukiki: Whoa! 
It's the funny-looking boy!
Kukki-Chebukki: Whoa! 
I told you we shouldn't have taken that shortcut!
Makki-Chebukki: Whoa! 
Who cares? Let's catch him!
Louverance: Player name! 
This is a perfect opportunity to take Selh'teus into custody. We cannot pass it up!
A Century of Hardship (pt.2) - Mine Shaft #2716
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Makki-Chebukki: Is that all ya got?
Kukki-Chebukki: I could beat you all with one hand!
Cherukiki: It'a time for the tickle torture!
Jabbos: Arrrrrrgh! 
Stop right there!
Makki-Chebukki: Hey!
Cherukiki: Hey! Hey! 
Let us outta here! Let us out!
Chekochuk: What's this this? Three Tarutarutaru look tasty tasty!
Kukki-Chebukki: We're delegates from Jeuno! You touch us, you're toast!
Makki-Chebukki: We're delegates from Jeuno! If you don't let us delegate, you'll be toast!
Chekochuk: Shut up up! Shut up up up! 
Noisy Tarutarutaru give Moblin Moblins headache! Be quiet or I cut your throat throats!
Louverance: Delegates? You would not happen to have been sent here by Nag'molada, would you?
Jabbos: Wait...everyone... 
Calm...down... 
Listen to...me...
Chekochuk: Jabbo Jabbo! What do you want want!?
Jabbos: That boy... He's... He's not Promathia...
Jabbos: He looks...nothing...like Promathia...
Movamuq: Huuuh? 
Doooesn't looook liiike Prooomaaathiaaa? Yooou knooow whaaat heee looooks liiike?
Jabbos: Yes... 
I've seen Promathia... His statue...
Swipostik: Statue's? Oh's! That's statue's! The's one's that's got's stolen's!
Chekochuk: Yeah, yeah! 
I saw it, too, too! It looked nothing like the boy boy!
Chekochuk: But, but... 
Boy boy used the dark dark power, just like legend says!
Jabbos: Yes... 
But there is no...crystal...on his chest... 
He can't...be the real...Promathia...
Jabbos: And you...weren't created by...Promathia...anyway...
Chekochuk: Jabbo Jabbo! Don't start start with that again!
Trikotrak: Jbbs... 
Jbbs blv wrds f dwn gddss...
Movamuq: Jaaabbooos iiis fooooled by baaad peeeople!
Movamuq: Baaad peeeople muuust paaay!
Movamuq: Leeeave theeem fooor taisai's diiinner!
Makki-Chebukki: Yikes! 
If you do that, we won't be able to trade you Promathia's staaatuuue!
Kukki-Chebukki: No Promathia's staaatuuue!
Jabbos: Statue...?
Chekochuk: Tarutarutaru! 
You have statue statue of Twilight God God?
Movamuq: Taaaruuuu! 
Yooou duuug uuup Prooomaaathiaaa staaatuuue!?
Makki-Chebukki: Yeah! 
We know all about that white statue!
Kukki-Chebukki: Yeah! 
You want that statue, you trade us the boy!
Cherukiki: Yeah! 
Trade us the boy!
Chekochuk: Moblins want want the statue statue! 
It's written in Moblin legend legend!
Swipostik: But's, we's can't's give's them's reincarnate's of's Promathia's!
Trikotrak: Bt, Prmth s strng! W gv hm t Trtr, myb h cn cm bck n hs wn!
Movamuq: !!! 
Prooomaaathiaaa's aaangry!
Trikotrak: !!! 
Prmth's gttng wy!
Makki-Chebukki: Aaah! 
Wait wait wait wait! My reward's getting away!
Cherukiki: Aaah! 
Open open open open! My reward's getting away!
Jabbos: Wait... 
I'll let...you out...
Jabbos: Shhhooowaaa... 
Travelers... This place...is dangerous...
Jabbos: You...should leave...right away... 
The Moblins...are upset... 
Who knows...what they might...do...
Jabbos: There is...an exit...over there... 
Don't... look back... 
Run...
Jabbos: And don't... 
Don't tell anyone...what you heard...or saw here... 
Don't...
Louverance: I do not think that will be possible.
Louverance: Mister Jabbos. 
Of what the Moblins said, there is still much that troubles me...
Louverance: What were they talking of with the boy?
Louverance: You must tell us. It may aid in us finding Selh'teus and bringing him into custody.
Jabbos: Shhhhoooowaaa... 
So... 
You know...of the boy...
Jabbos: I, too...wish to know...more... 
We must go...to Bastok...
Louverance: That's it! 
Master Cid may know more of what is going on! 
I shall lead the way to the Metalworks. There you can inform us of what you know!
Louverance: Player name, I will meet you again in Cid's laboratory!
Departures (pt.1) - Metalworks
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Cid: What? You say you're looking for Louverance?
Cid: I'm sorry. I haven't seen him around since he left.
Cornelia: Uncle Cid! 
A pack of angry Goblins attacked the Steaming Sheep restaurant! Master Oggbi drove them away, but not before they injured some of the guests!
Cid: Goblins in Bastok!? 
...Is Hilda all right!?
Louverance: Player name!
Louverance: Come with us right away! 
Jabbos has been taken back to Movalpolos!
Raibaht: ...! 
Jabbos...!?
Cid: Jabbos? Who's that?
Louverance: A Galka who has been living with the Moblins in Movalpolos.
Louverance: For the past century he has watched over the creatures...trying to convince them to live in peace with those in the world above their dark caves.
Raibaht: Forget about that man. He has forgotten his roots--thrown away his identity. He is no longer a Galka.
Raibaht: The Moblins attacked him? Hmph. It's probably his own fault.
Louverance: It may be, but we cannot look the other way. Without the assistance of Jabbos, we may never catch Selh'teus!
Louverance: Come, Player name. We must hurry back to the underground city!
Departures - Mine Shaft #2716
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Jabbos: You...!
Jabbos: Why...have you...returned...? 
I have...nothing more to...say to you...
Jabbos: Don't...worry... 
I will convince...the Moblins... 
I just need...more time... 
More...time...
Louverance: Come to your senses, man.
Louverance: You've been trying to convince these creatures for the past one hundred years. They have not listened to you before, and they are not about to listen to you any time soon.
Louverance: The beastmen were born from a seed different than you and I. They will never understand our logic, and we will never understand theirs.
Jabbos: ...
Louverance: Yes, there are a few individuals on both sides that learn to feel for the other.
Louverance: However, when the species unite as a one, their "nature" takes control. The will of the group overrides the will of the individual. This will is their destiny--a destiny that cannot be altered.
Louverance: The boy we are after, Selh'teus--the Moblins will never betray him because that is the will of their species.
Louverance: And the will of their species is that of the Twilight God, Promathia--the same will that Selh'teus inherited over ten thousand years ago.
Jabbos: No... You are...wrong... 
The Moblins...are merely...blind... 
Blind...to the truth... 
They...were tricked...
Louverance: Tricked? Tricked into what?
Jabbos: Listen...to me... 
Long, long ago...the Moblins were searching... 
Searching for...an iron...giant...bathed in light...
Jabbos: Their legend... 
It says...the iron giant...he will give them...power... 
So the Moblins...began digging...
Jabbos: But...what they found... 
It wasn't the iron...giant... 
It was a stone...statue...
Jabbos: But they...believed it was...what they had been...searching for... 
Though...no matter how much...they prayed... No matter how many offerings they gave... 
The statue...gave them nothing...in return...
Jabbos: To learn...the reason why...they left the caves...and began to attack...people... 
They would kidnap...and pillage... All to find...an answer...
Jabbos: I knew...I must try to stop...them... 
So...I set out...on a journey to...learn of the...statue...
Louverance: The statue...?
Jabbos: It was not...long...before I learned...it was not...the iron...giant...but Promathia... 
I told this...to the Moblins...hoping they...would understand...and change...their ways...
Jabbos: But I was wrong... 
I had opened...Pandora's...box...
Jabbos: The Moblins...started to believe...they were the...children of Promathia... 
And that...it was their destiny...to hate...and destroy...the children...of Altana...
Louverance: And that is why you remain here with the Moblins? 
To convince them of their misunderstanding? 
To repent for your sins?
Louverance: Jabbos, you need not burden yourself with such futile efforts to shake unwavering destinies. The Moblins would have eventually realized they were born of the Twilight God.
Jabbos: No... No... 
The Tavnazian...priest...told me...
Jabbos: Our legend...was wrong... 
The Moblins...were not born...of the Twilight...
Louverance: !? 
Preposterous!
Louverance: Are you to have me believe that an official from the Tavnazian Cathedral denied the teachings of Altana!?
Louverance: I have never heard such an outrageous thing! Are you in your right mind, man!?
Jabbos: I know...only what I heard... 
The priest...she helped me...
Jabbos: She said...the Twilight God...died long before...the beastmen...were born...
Jabbos: But...he will...return... 
And bring...the end...of the world...
Jabbos: She also told me...to continue...searching for...the true...iron giant...
Jabbos: And when I...found him...the slumbering...gods...would show me...the truth...
Louverance: ...
Jabbos: Then...she rid this...place of the...statue...
Jabbos: With their...statue gone...the Moblins...returned to their caves...and began digging...once more... 
In search...of the iron giant... 
In peace...
Jabbos: Until...they found...the crystal... 
The crystal...that breathes life...into Vana'diel...
Louverance: ...!
Chekochuk: Jabbo! Jabbo! 
Why didn't you tell us us!
Jabbos: Chekochuk!
Movamuq: Jaaabbooos! 
Weee heeeard eeeverythiiing!
Trikotrak: Jbbs! 
Jbbs ddnt tll Mblns th trth! 
Jbbs btryd Mblns!
Jabbos: Movamuq! 
Trikotrak...!
Swipostik: Jabbos's! 
We're's very's mad's! 
Very's, very's mad's!
Chekochuk: Jabbo! Jabbo! 
We've never never been this mad mad before! 
Jabbo never never lied to us us before!
Jabbos: I'm...sorry... 
I didn't...mean to...
Jabbos: Yes... 
I lied...to you...
Jabbos: I was told...you were...children of...Promathia... 
But...I couldn't believe...
Jabbos: That's why... 
I kept...searching...
Jabbos: Searching for...someone...who would tell me...the truth... 
Searching for...the real god...
Movamuq: Jaaabbooos! 
Yooou caaan't fooool uuus aaagaaain! 
Yooou caaan't triiick uuus aaagaaain!
Trikotrak: Jbbs! 
Mbln hv nthng mr t sy t Jbbs!
Jabbos: Wait... 
I...
Swipostik: Jabbos's! 
Goodebyongo's!
Trikotrak: Gdbyng!
Movamuq: Goooodebyoooongo!
Jabbos: ...
Louverance: Wait!
Louverance: Jabbos! What did they say? 
Where are you going?
Jabbos: ... 
I...must go... 
They...told me...goodbye...
Louverance: Then come with us!
Louverance: Jabbos, your strength and will to save the Moblins--why not use that ability to save us as well!?
Jabbos: Save us...?
Louverance: Just as the Moblins are bound by the chains of Promathia, the children of Altana, too, are in danger of meeting the same fate.
Louverance: If the chains are merely part of the Twilight God's curse, then possibly what you said is true--the Moblins are not the children of Promathia, but simply diseased by his evil will...
Jabbos: The chains...of Promathia...?
Louverance: Come, Jabbos. Let us meet with Cid and derive a plan to rid our world of the twilight's darkness once and for all.
Jabbos: ...
Jabbos: Alright... 
I will help you... 
To save...them...
Jabbos: Not us... Them... 
My friends... The Moblins...
Departures (pt.2) - Metalworks
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Cid: So let me get this straight, the Keeper of the Apocalypse is actually the reincarnate of the Twilight God!?
Cid: And we're going to have to fight him!? This is not turning out like I wanted it to...
Cid: Does anyone know where the boy, Selh'teus, could have gone off to?
Cid: Can't we ask the Moblins? Maybe they know.
Jabbos: The boy...is gone...
Jabbos: But my friends... 
They believe...he will return...so they continue...to dig...
Jabbos: They will...show him...the way to...the crystal...
Louverance: ...
Cid: I see... But considering their previous actions, I think it would be a wise idea to keep a watch on them. Who knows what they might try next.
Cid: We can't just let them lead the keeper straight to the fifth mothercrystal.
Jabbos: The Moblins... 
My friends...wouldn't...
Louverance: Master Cid. We have neither the time nor resources to engage the Moblins. Currently we must face the problem before us--Bahamut and his plan to destroy mankind.
Louverance: If the Moblins are digging this tunnel for the boy, then chances are that he will return when they are finished. And when he does return, that is our perfect opportunity to catch him!
Cid: That's true...but think of the implications. A path to the fifth crystal will be opened...
Cid: Alright. 
First we wait for everyone else to get back. There are still quite a few things Prishe needs to clear up. I, myself, am going to need a little more time to finish my work.
Louverance: Your work? What are you up to, old man?
Cid: Heh heh heh. Would you like to know? 
I'm making my wings.
Cid: According to some inside information I just happened to stumble across, Bahamut is hiding our beyond the sea of clouds...higher than any man's ever flown.
Cid: If I tried to take my baby, Celestial Invincible Delver C.I.D., up there in her current state, she'd be torn to pieces in the turbulence.
Cid: No, there's a few more things I've got to teach her before we have our date in the heavens.
Louverance: Excellent! When do you think she will be ready?
Cid: Hold your horses there, Louverance. I'm working as fast as I can. I have some of the best craftsmen in Vana'diel on the project.
Cid: And until we're done, we need you back in Movalpolos keeping an eye on those Moblins. Do you think you can handle that?
Louverance: You need not worry, Master Cid. Jabbos has provided me with much information on his subterranean companions.
Louverance: And a few of my..."friends" will also be lending their hands.
Jabbos: I know...everything about...Movalpolos... 
I know everything...about Moblins...
Cid: Alright then. It looks like I've found the right men for the job.
Louverance: By the way, have you heard anything regarding Lady Prishe?
Louverance: While searching for information on Al'Taieu, I learned of a group of Mithra known as sin hunters.
Louverance: I am not sure of the details, but I believe they originally traveled from their Mithran homeland to catch Cardinal Mildaurion and punish her for her past crimes.
Louverance: However, now that the three believe that the Cardinal is dead, they search for Prishe to have her atone for the sins of Mildaurion.
Cid: Hmmm... 
Ulmia just came by a few days ago with a few of those trackers. They said they had found Prishe, but that she had got away before they could...finish their business.
Cid: They also said that when she escaped, she took a large chunk of magicite known as the Star of Tavnazia with her. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that, would you?
Louverance: The Star of Tavnazia... 
It was said to have been lost twenty years ago during the Great War... 
You say that Lady Prishe possesses it!?
Louverance: But where could she have run off to...?
Cid: And that's exactly why we're stuck like a chocobo in the mud. Ulmia hasn't slept for days, the poor child.
Cornelia: Uncle Cid! 
The Tenshodo just sent a message! 
Prishe has been spotted--in Jeuno!
Cid: What!?
Cornelia: They told her that there was a warrant out for her capture, but she didn't seem to listen.
Cornelia: What's wrong? Why would she go and risk being captured!?
Ulmia: Jeuno... 
Perhaps... Perhaps she has gone to meet with...
Cid: Ulmia? Is there something we should know?
Ulmia: Master Cid! I must leave for Jeuno immediately!
Cid: Ulmia!
Cid: This doesn't look good... 
Raibaht! Find Tenzen and tell him what has happened. Then hurry to Jeuno.
Cid: Tell him not to worry about Movalpolos. I'll have a party of musketeers...no, gold musketeers sent there right away.
Cid: Player name. You had better go to Jeuno as well.
Cid: If you can't find Prishe, then we'll all meet in front of the Grand Duke Palace and plan our next move.
Cid: If she's already been captured, then I can guarantee you she'll be somewhere in that building.