Pushing the Brume script
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Stephanivien
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Ah, there you are, [Player Name]. 'Twould seem that 'tis not only Joye, but her father as well who has vanished from the city.
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Stephanivien
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Celestaux is out asking questions, but there are few answers to be had. Rather than sit here on our hands whilst we wait for a revelation, however, I would prefer we begin preparations for our engagement alongside House Dzemael.
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Stephanivien
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Stephanivien
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The Dzemaels have been struggling to restore the township of Falcon's Nest─an enterprise that has been interrupted time and again by marauding Dravanians.
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Stephanivien
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The signs─and a steady trickle of scouting reports─suggest that the dragons are massing for a significant assault on the settlement. Its fortifications are not yet complete, and 'twill be the aim of the allied operation to defend these half-finished structures from the ravages of the Horde.
...I expect House Haillenarte shall be positioned on the front lines of this conflict.
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Stephanivien
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Should we fight well, the dragons will be routed; should we fight poorly, our reputation will suffer. From Lord Tedalgrinche's perspective, either result is a victory.
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Stephanivien
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For the future of machinistry, however, we cannot afford to fail. Thus, have I focused my energies towards designing an attachment that will improve our chances of success. Now, the problem─which I was hoping you might help me solve─is the acquisition of suitable components.
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Stephanivien
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The swiftest way to create new technology is by repurposing the old. To that end, I would have you infiltrate Castrum Centri, and salvage a goodly number of warmachina parts. The Garleans there may take a dim view of your efforts to, uh, liberate their supplies...
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Stephanivien
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If I am to complete my newest invention in time, I must needs take advantage of existing magitek components. Fortunately, I hear that the Garleans have literal crates of the stuff simply lying about in Castrum Centri...
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Stephanivien
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With Joye gone from the workshop, I have no one else to whom I can entrust such duties. 'Tis no simple task, I know, but I must have those components.
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Stephanivien
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Splendid! These parts will do much to speed the construction of my invention. Now, if only Joye were returned to us...
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Stephanivien
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Despite Celestaux's most earnest efforts, however, 'twould appear that his contacts in the Brume have elected to spurn his inquiries.
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Stephanivien
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I sense an unseen hand─and a sizable purse─behind this sudden rash of reticence. Mayhap if you were to ask after the old hunter's disappearance instead, then the Brume's inhabitants would be more forthcoming.
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Stephanivien
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We must learn whither Joye and her father have vanished...
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Poor01706a
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Eh? That old hunter fellow? I thought he'd left to start a new job someplace else.
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Poor01706a
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He was always cursin' how his old wounds kept him from practicin' his trade, but I s'pose he found himself somethin' new...
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Poor01706a
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That old hunter fellow? I thought he'd left to start a new job someplace else...
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Poor01706b
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Who? You mean the one whose daughter caught herself a husband in Falcon's Nest? He's probably there with her, ain't he?
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Poor01706b
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His daughter caught herself a husband in Falcon's Nest. He's probably there with her, ain't he?
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Poor01706c
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Oh, aye, the creaky old hunter. I hear he got himself payin' work and saw his little girl get married on the same day.
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Poor01706c
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The husband's said to be the brother of some famous carpenter, and that he don't even need a job to get by.
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Poor01706c
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Oh, aye, the creaky old hunter. I hear he got himself payin' work and saw his little girl get married on the same day.
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Poor01706c
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The husband's said to be the brother of some famous carpenter, and that he don't even need a job to get by.
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Celestaux
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I've never had a fellow commoner refuse to talk to me afore... Is this what it feels like to be an outsider?
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Stephanivien
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Were you able to wring any information from the Brume?
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Stephanivien
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Hmmm, a new job for him, and a new husband for his daughter in Falcon's Nest...
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Celestaux
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They've been takin' on a good number of laborers and such to help with the town's restoration─even a half-crippled old hunter might find some kind of work for himself there.
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Stephanivien
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Yes, my prospectometer points unerringly to the west. We shall head to Falcon's Nest, and seek out Joye and her father.
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Stephanivien
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To Falcon's Nest, [Player Name]! My prospectometer never lies!
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Celestaux
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Stephanivien
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She must be here somewhere...
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Stephanivien
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Any sign of her?
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Joye
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H-His lordship!? What is he doin' here!?
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Stephanivien
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Joye, please! I ask only that you listen a moment! Will you and your husband not consider working for me in the manufactory?
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Joye
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...I can't do that, me lordship. I can't be a machinist no more. It's best for everyone if I leave that life behind...
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Stephanivien
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What do you mean, “best for everyone”!? Is that what is best for you?
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Joye
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All I want for me is a simple life─one what doesn't cause problems for those who've shown me such kindness.
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Joye
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I'm glad we could talk this one last time, me lordship. I'll be prayin' that you and your machinists get the recognition you deserve.
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Stephanivien
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I always thought Joye was happiest when she had the stock of her flintlock in hand. Will she now sacrifice that happiness for the satisfaction of others?
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Stephanivien
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...Or is it that she never truly wished to be a machinist, and merely suffered the training at my insistence?
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Stephanivien
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By arming the commoners, 'twas my intention to place them on equal footing with the nobles who seek to rule them. But caught in the throes of self-righteous ambition, mayhap I have treated them no better.
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Celestaux
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Seems his lordship is havin' himself a crisis of faith. Might be as you could lend him a sympathetic ear, eh? I'll join you back at the workshop in a bit─there's somethin' I want to look into first.
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Celestaux
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Welcome back.
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Stephanivien
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I have run my prospectometer through all possible permutations, but the result is always the same: we focus on preparations for the allied operation.
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Celestaux
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So we just give up on bringin' Joye back?
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Stephanivien
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Should we fail House Dzemael, then the reputation we built at the tourney will crumble into dust. We would have to begin again, brick by painful brick...
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Celestaux
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A moment, me lord. I lingered behind in Falcon's Nest to see if I could find Joye's father, but he was nowhere to be found. I've got a feelin' somethin' ain't right here.
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Stephanivien
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If Joye herself has no wish to be a machinist, then what more can I do? 'Tis not my place to meddle in her affairs.
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Celestaux
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Oh, aye, I see how it is. I'd thought you different from them other nobles, but you're all the same─only interested in helpin' commoners as long as they're doin' your biddin'.
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Celestaux
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Well, I've had enough of takin' orders. It's time I went me own way.
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Stephanivien
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My grand plans for the future of machinistry... Have they all been in vain?
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Stephanivien
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We have, you and I. Speaking of which, I had promised to use those components you brought me to build a new weapon.
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Stephanivien
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Do not underestimate your own contributions. Speaking of which, I had promised to use those components you brought me to build a new weapon.
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Stephanivien
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If naught else, we have certainly made advances in the field of machinistry. Such a tangible measure of progress cannot be ignored...
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Stephanivien
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Yes! My prospectometer was so overloaded with peripheral problems, I failed to see the practical evidence of our success! The path is steep and our steps are small, but that does not mean the destination is beyond us!
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Stephanivien
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I will ask much of you in the coming days, [Player Name], and I shall see that you are the most well-equipped machinist in the short history of machinistry.
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Quest complete.
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