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You are a visitor to the Crystarium? Feel free to wander the Rookery, but keep an eye on the amaro─some of them bite.
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After: Emergent Splendor
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How fared you in Kholusia? Have you grown accustomed to our amaro mounts?
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You know our oceans now, yes? Do you not find it apt that the night sky has ever been known as the sunless sea?
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After: Logistics of War
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You seem much preoccupied, Forename. I appreciate the deeds you do for the city, but one who tires his wings overmuch risks falling from the sky.
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After: When It Rains
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We witnessed your bravery, Forename. Full many citizens are alive now thanks to your swift actions. You have our gratitude.
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After: In His Garden
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I pray you find the Exarch. We owe him everything─the Crystarium would not exist without his boundless compassion.
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After: The Unbroken Thread
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My fellow tamers and I will keep an eye on the horizon. Should the need arise, we shall speed to your side with a flock of amaro in tow.
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You have brought back the night itself, and still you flutter to and fro. The Exarch, at least, seems amused to see you thus engaged.
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After: Facing the Truth
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The Warrior of Light was right─it would be folly to think we can rely on your help forever.
A day will come when we must learn to protect Norvrandt on our own. And I believe that day will be upon us sooner than we might imagine.
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That starshower gave our amaro a nasty turn.
As I am constantly forced to mention, they are intelligent creatures─and I find myself disinclined to put my faith in a phenomenon they mislike, regardless of what men say of it.
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They say that the starshower awakens men as Warriors of Light. What of other creatures such as the amaro, I cannot help but wonder. Might they, too, be affected in some way?
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After: Unto the Morrow
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By your continued presence, I take it to mean that a link still remains between your world and ours.
Thus do I choose to believe that the winds stirred by our amaro's wingbeats shall find their way to our lord. As a gentle breeze, perhaps, that cools him on a warm summer's day.
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Enter the Crystarium
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You...wish to return already? Travel to the Crystarium?
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