The following are transcripts for the mission The Salt of the Earth.
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Alois: Ah, you're finally here.
Now let me inform you of your next mission. There is a rare type of salt that can only be found in the Vollbow Region.
Alois: I would like you to retrieve some of this sumptuous sodium for me.
Iron Eater: Sir! You are not sending our loyal citizens out on missions to obtain personal items again, are you?
Iron Eater: I cannot allow it. A line must be drawn between personal matters and matters of the state!
Alois: Watch your mouth, soldier! How dare a lowly Musketeer question my judgment!
Alois: I am thinking only of the well-being of the citizens of the Republic... Furthermore, the budget for this mission has already been approved by the Senate.
Iron Eater: The well-being of the citizens? Our nation's stock of rocksalt is plentiful. we do not need any more. If you want to focus on the well-being of the citizens, focus more on those starving in the Mines District!
Iron Eater: If you have enough gil in the budget to fund such a foolish mission, why not use some of that money to improve the output of the mills in Konschtat?
Gumbah: Calm down, Iron Eater.
Iron Eater: Gumbah? Why are you here?
Gumbah: Oh, I just came to thank a friend.
Alois: What is a dirty little Galka doing in the President's Office?
Iron Eater: Dirty little Galka!? You don't know anything about what happened in the Mines District?
Gumbah: That is of no matter, Iron Eater. Senator Alois, this salt you are talking of--if I am not mistaken, it is called miraclesalt. I have heard many things of this seasoning.
Gumbah: Such as, it can slow the hands of aging on the clock of life.
Alois: Exactly. At this age, I have to think of my health...
Iron Eater: I knew you were only thinking of yourself...
Alois: Ahem. I have heard that the area it is found in is extremely dangerous. Therefore, rather than risking the lives of less experienced adventurers, I though it would be in our best interest to send one more competent. Say, the one who defeated the Shadow Lord.
Iron Eater: I cannot even believe what I am hearing...
Gumbah: Hmmm... That sounds like an excellent idea.
Iron Eater: What...?
Gumbah: (Don't worry. I know what I'm doing.)
Alois: Anyway, it does not matter whether you like it or not. The mission has already been approved by the Senate, and this fine adventurer has already accepted it.
Alois: Player name, you are to travel to Rabao and obtain further details on your task from Dancing Wolf. He has already been sent to investigate the location of the salt.
Gumbah: Iron Eater, I have a favor to ask of you. Come and see me later.
Iron Eater: Understood... I will trust the judgment of our Talekeeper.
Gumbah: Talekeeper? That sounds so formal...
Gumbah: So, Player name, can I count on your help, too? Don't worry. I won't let this end up as a mere grocery run for our fine senator.
Dancing Wolf: Wait, you must be the adventurer that has been sent to aid me in the investigation.
Dancing Wolf: According to my research, the miraclesalt that the senator requires is only found in one place.
Gumbah: And that would be the Gustav Tunnel...am I right?
Dancing Wolf: Who are you...?
Iron Eater: He accompanied me, but that is a long story.
Dancing Wolf: Sir Iron Eater!
Gumbah: I told you I knew where it was. I remember Werei talking about it years ago.
Gumbah: There is an old Galkan legend that tells of our people setting off on journeys to find this miraclesalt and postpone their rebirth.
Gumbah: But what is more interesting is this: There is a theory that states the Galkan journey of rebirth originated from this journey to collect miraclesalt.
Gumbah: Now even I don't believe that, but there may be some connection between this obsession with rocksalt and the Galka's long history of mineworking.
Iron Eater: So the reason that you joined me on this mission was to learn more of the miraclesalt's role in Galkan legend...
Iron Eater: ...and to learn more of Werei's journey. You knew that he would want to learn more of the legend before he...
Gumbah: While on his journey, Werei...left many clues behind for us. The message that we round earlier was probably the last.
Gumbah: But I'm not satisfied with what he left, and I'm not giving up until I find out what really happened to him.
Iron Eater: Gumbah...
Gumbah: Oh, and there is one more reason why I stuck my nose into this mission, but that's still a secret. If everything goes as planned, you'll see what I mean.
Gumbah: I'm sorry, Mister Dancing Wolf. Please tell the adventurer what he/she needs to know.
Dancing Wolf: The miraclesalt that we are looking for only appears in the Gustav Tunnel where freshwater and saltwater mix.
Dancing Wolf: However, that cave is filled with hideous beasts. I would get killed if I even tried getting close.
Iron Eater: I see... Then the senator was correct when saying that it would be dangerous to send an inexperienced adventurer.
Dancing Wolf: If you happen to find the miraclesalt, bring it to me before you return to Bastok. I'm required to write a report of your findings.
Dancing Wolf: Oh, I'm glad to see you back here in one piece. So this is the miraclesalt?
Dancing Wolf: Hmmm... You know, it looks a lot like that...
Iron Eater: It looks a lot like what?
Gumbah: What did you see, Mister Dancing Wolf?
Dancing Wolf: One day when I was doing my research on miraclesalt, I met a strange Galkan child.
Dancing Wolf: An adventurer said she found the boy wandering about the desert carrying something that closely resembled miraclesalt.
Dancing Wolf: The boy had no memory of how he had gotten there, so we all assumed that he must have been on his way back from his journey of rebirth.
Dancing Wolf: Wait, there he is, over there.
Gumbah: Th-that's...
Iron Eater: Gumbah, what's wrong?
Gumbah: That's impossible... He couldn't have returned so quickly...
Gumbah: He... He looks the same as he did when we played together...two hundred years ago...
Gumbah: Werei!
Iron Eater: What!?
???: Werei? Did you just call me Werei? That's strange...
???: That name sounds so familiar... Hey, what's your name?
Gumbah: Gumbah...
???: Gumbah? Now that's a weird name.
Gumbah: You...don't remember?
???: Remember? Remember what?
???: I've gotta go. The caravan that I've been traveling with is about to set off.
???: Always on the road... Never settling down... Now that's the life for me.
???: Well, I'm off. That name you called me--Warai--I liked it.
Gumbah: Werei...
???: Yeah, yeah. That was it. Werei...
???: I'll be seeing you around, Gumbah.
???: Hey, why do you look so down? You should try smiling a little more, got it? Well, bye!
Iron Eater: Gumbah... Was that what I thought it was...?
Gumbah: Who does he think he is, shooting his mouth off at me like that...
Gumbah: But I guess I can't blame him. It was my fault that he was forced to live such a hard life...
Iron Eater: So he was the real Werei...?
Gumbah: I don't know, Iron Eater...
Gumbah: I never thought that this simple miraclesalt could bring about such a miracle.
Gumbah: On the other hand, it could have been that the two just simply looked alike...
Gumbah: But I guess that is something we will never know. Not even a Talekeeper can remember his rebirth, so chasing after the memory of it would be foolish...
Gumbah: I guess some things are better left unknown.
Iron Eater: Gumbah...
Gumbah: A Galka named Werei has set out on his journey of life...
Gumbah: Isn't that enough?
Iron Eater: Excellent work, Player name. Not only have you finished your work here, but you have also given us the opportunity to meet someone special.
Iron Eater: But your mission is not complete. Take the miraclesalt back to the senator. We'll see what Gumbah has in store for him.
Alois: Ah, I've already read the report from the guard in Rabao. I assume you're carrying the salt with you.
Alois: Yes... This salt will add another five years to my--I mean, our citizens' lives.
Lucius: That sounds wonderful, Alois.
Alois: Well, if it isn't the president's little pet. What business do you have here?
Lucius: I am pleased to know that you will be working hard to make sure that miraclesalt is used to better improve the lives and welfare of the citizens of Bastok.
Lucius: If I find that you have not, I will be sending a bill, covering all expenses, to your company.
Alois: Hm? I don't know what you're talking about.
Lucius: I have learned that the funds received for this mission and the further research of the salt have been deposited into one of your companies' accounts.
Lucius: If the results of your research are beneficial to the Bastokan Republic, I am sure no one will have any problem with this minute detail. However, if it is learned that nothing has come of this mission, you will be ordered to promptly return all the gil you have received...plus interest.
Lucius: But you should already know all this. It was announced at last month's senate meeting... Oh wait, if I recall, you were asleep for half of the session.
Alois: How...how dare you!
Lucius: And if you are considering putting pressure on the investigators of this case, you may want to reconsider. I shall personally be heading up the team.
Lucius: Finally, a piece of advice for you, senator. If you really want to live longer, you should cut down on the lizard eggs.
Alois: Why, I...I...
Iron Eater: And I guess that is that. But how did Gumbah know what the senator was really up to...?
Iron Eater: Well, I guess that is of no concern to us. I commend you on the completion of this mission. You will be informed when your services are again required.
Iron Eater: However, we may require your services sooner than you expect.
Iron Eater: It seems as if one of our adventurers was attacked while on an investigation in the Northlands...
Franziska: Lady Cornelia is in her room doing her studies.
For once she isn't--
Cornelia: Oh, Player name. My father sent you, right?
Franziska: The president! I...I apologize. Please proceed...
Franziska: Wait... Milady! I have not heard of any meetings with any adventurers! You have tricked me! Milady!
Cornelia: Franziska means well, but she's got to loosen up, don't you think?
Cornelia: Anyway, you'll never guess who was here just a couple of days ago.
Cornelia: I can't believe that my father would even let him near this place...
Cornelia: Gumbah. Gumbah came here, to my room. He didn't say anything for the first few minutes, but when he opened his mouth, the first words out were "thank you."
Cornelia: "Thank you." What did he mean? I haven't done anything worth thanking. I've only caused him pain and trouble.
Cornelia: For someone who has lived more than two hundred years, he's not that good with telling people how he feels. But, you know, I'm kind of happy that he told me what he did...
Cornelia: I've only been on Vana'diel for a tenth of time he has, so I can't really talk about being good at expressing feelings...
Cornelia: Anyway, once the ice was broken, we started talking about all sorts of stuff.
Cornelia: For some reason, he seemed really interested in one of Lucius' new programs. I wonder what that was all about?
Franziska: Milady! It is time for your studies!
Cornelia: Yes, Franziska! I know!
Cornelia: You know, I think I'm going to start putting a little more effort into my studies. I think I finally know what I want to be when I get older.
Cornelia: What do I want to be? I can't tell you yet. That's still a secret.
Cornelia: Well, you should probably go before Franziska has Iron Eater drag you out. Thanks for coming and listening to me.
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