- Alphinaud draws you close with a whisper.
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(Lady Chai has a very particular sense of beauty, and apparently that extends to how I should dress whilst painting...)
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(But this obsession of hers works in our favor. The time I spend indulging these distractions is time you can use to continue your explorations.)
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(For this excursion, I'd like you to delve into the layer below us, and sniff about the military headquarters. I'm sure the Understory has its own tale to tell...)
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(Now is your chance to squeeze in another round of reconnaissance. Go─I will cover your absence should the Chais become suspicious.)
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You...you're one of the bonded, aren't you? Like me?
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Please, I need your help! My throat, it's... I can't sing anymore...
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I've been making excuses, but it's just not getting any better. If my patron thinks I'm of no use to him, then... <sob>
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I need you to sneak out to the Derelicts and describe my condition to Thoarich.
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Here's a list of symptoms, and a hunk of meol to pay for his medicines... Please, I have no one else to turn to!
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...You don't know the Derelicts? It's the mess of shacks and ships right outside Joyous Hall.
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That's where the apothecary lives. Or at least, that's what I heard...
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Hee hee! You need medicines? Tonics? Potions?
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Hmmm, a cure for an ailing voice, is it...?
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No, no medicine will cure this. Methinks your songbird has a lump in her throat. It must be cut out, excised, and even then the voice may never heal completely.
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Hee hee, poor little songbird. Will they kick her from the nest, I wonder? Or simply silence her chirps?
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Hoho, your face! You didn't know!? Of the many hopefuls who enter the city, very few are ever seen to leave. Even as corpses...
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Oh, you might see one or two fortunate fools hurled from the balconies, but the rest...? Gone.
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A town of nightmares, it is. Not for this ship's rat, oh no no. I am content to scurry around down here, and nibble on the crumbs which fall from the table.
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This consultation is over! You have my verdict, and I have my meol! Good day!
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All the old hands, they know, oh yes, they know. They just don't like to talk about it. Wouldn't want to upset the status quo, hee hee!
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D-Did you get my medicine...?
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<sob> ...So that's it? What am I to do if I can't sing...?
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Ah, there you are, my sweet canary. Have you been crying again? Don't tell me your voice is still not on the mend...
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Oh, generous sir, have mercy! I've done all I can, but even the apothecary said...
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...So you've been suffering all this time?
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I am sorry, my pet. I hadn't realized your affliction was this grave... But you needn't fret! I'll not reward your hours of trilling by casting you out into the street!
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But what use am I if I cannot sing? I fear the day I become more burden to you than treasure...
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Then I shall have a word with Lord Vauthry, and arrange for your ascension.
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In that paradise where resides neither pain nor illness will your song ring out clearly once again.
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...Or mayhap you think it a step too far?
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No, I... You would do that for me!?
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Of course. Why, I would almost wish to hasten my own ascension, knowing your blessed instrument was waiting there to greet me.
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What will you say?
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Sounds too good to be true...
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Ah, you must be a new arrival. Allow me to explain.
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Ah, you must be a new arrival to harbor such doubts. Allow me to allay your suspicions...
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As all know, the sin eaters exist to devour the sinful. But also do they serve to gather the souls of the innocent, and shepherd them unto celestial paradise.
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It is through Lord Vauthry that we learned this truth. It is through Lord Vauthry's grace that the free people of Eulmore are destined to embrace salvation.
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We are blessed to spend our days surrounded by love and merriment, until at last we are called to our final rapture. Even the bonded may find a place within that host, should their patrons deem them worthy.
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Lord Vauthry truly is a great man, isn't he?
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Now if you will excuse us, we must be on our way. May you find eternal salvation for the compassion you have shown my precious canary.
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Oh, dearest, we really should have found you some new gloves.
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Yes, my love, you're probably right...
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'Tis good to see you back. You were taking so long I began to worry something had happened.
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I've begun sketching an outline for the portrait, but...nay, the Chais appear otherwise occupied. Will you share what your investigations have gleaned thus far?
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So...Lord Vauthry boasts some manner of influence over the sin eaters, does he? That would explain the reverence in which he is held by the citizenry.
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And as for this “ascension” business, I cannot help but be put in mind of that apothecary and his ominous remarks. If so many folk have entered the city over the years, then where do they go...?
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