Game text
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- Incoming Interrupts
- I'm ready if you are, Gaets!
- Listen 'ere, matey. My crew has to settle scores with words, or we'd kill each other off! Speak with Gaets, she'll set you to rights.
- Incoming Mitigated Damage
- Sounds crazy to me, but I'll do it.
- A duel with words? I can't wait.
- Incoming Buff Damage
- All righty, here we go! Ahem. Shut your hatch, you lily-livered bilge-rat!
- Outgoing Buff Damage
- Who are you calling a bilge-rat...um, you dumb jerk?
- What did you call me, you grog-guzzling blowfish?
- What? Shut your stupid face!
- That's the spirit! Are you trying to intimidate me, you lice-infested hammock hanger?
- Incoming Healing
- I'm not just trying, you pox-faced scab. You're shaking in your boots!
- Your mother was a cowherder!
- I'm not a peasant. You're a peasant!
- Pretty weak, lubber. Let's try that again.
- Outgoing Healing
- All right. Give me another shot.
- Good one! I'll gut you like a trout, you scurvy, buck-toothed, flea-bitten child of a sea hag!
- Find Material Type
- But you won't because...because...aw, I had one, but I lost it.
- Bring it on, you sea-fearing, tide-turning, half-witted poop deck!
- Sea hag? My mother was a good woman! You take that back!
- That was amazing! Well done, you salty dog. Captain, this is a good one!
- View Recipe
- Hooray! I knew I could do it!
- Watch where you step! That fall could have hurt you.
- A force pushed you backwards. Roll the boulders down instead.
- What do you think about the Vigil?
- What do you think about the Priory?
- What do you think about the Order of Whispers?
- They're straightforward, honorable, and militant. I appreciate that, and I like their concern for the common man.
- I have no use for libraries, but exploring sounds like fun. I'd like discovering lost knowledge and history.
- They claim to be master manipulators, hiding in the shadows. They certainly know a lot of secrets. That could be useful.
- We should smack some sense into that high priestess.
- From now on, you must call me "Champion of the Sun %str1%."
- I'm worried my victory will create complications for the tribe.
- Don't be. Ikniu's argument got you in, you won the tournament, and Chief Quecuan himself declared you the Sun God's champion. It doesn't get any more official than that.
- You're right. Thanks.
- No deal. As long as you're my partner, I'll address you by your Vigil rank. And you'll answer to it. Right, Crusader?
- Take it easy, Warmaster. I'm just having a little fun with you.
- It's her life and her choice. I'd like to save her, but we're going to have our hands full protecting the hylek who stayed with the village.
- Too bad for Ecolotl.
- Good work. Maybe now we can get some traction with the hylek. Talk to the chief so he can announce you as the Sun God's new champion.
- I salute you, Champion of the Sun. I only wish the high priestess accepted your victory and stayed to fight beside you. We will need her in the coming battle.
- She believes she's doing the right thing to protect her people.
- We'll have to make do with what we have. Let's get started.
- In part. She also does not wish to share the power she holds over the people as high priestess. But she is gone, and the village is still here. We must protect it.