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2nd Treasure - [Action/Voice]
[Over a week ago, the Malnosso kidnapped one Patty Fleur from the enclosure for experimentation. On the morning of the sixth, one Patty Fleur is returned. However, it may be hard to tell who she is at first glance. She now looks like this, outfit included. The Malnosso dropped her off just north of the village, by the river, where she regains consciousness relatively soon. There's just a few more problems, on top of the obvious. The first being that her memories are in disarray. The Malnosso had a little fun with them and now everything's a great big mess. The second problem is that they drugged her pretty badly.]
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[When she awakens, she feels groggy and disoriented. She has no clue where she is, or even who she is. A soft groan escapes her and she rolls over onto her stomach so she can push herself into a crouching position. A wave of nausea overcomes her and- Oh, there's water nearby. Drinking some water would help. That river is clean enough, right? She moves closer on her hands and feet to peer down into it, then catches sight of her own reflection.
That's right... She's Aifread. Aifread, the Guild Leader of... Siren's Fang. See, she knew she could work her way through the groggyness. And she looks terrible. They must've been out on another drinking binge the previous night. Her crew could throw the craziest parties whenever she permitted them. She cups some water into her hands to take an idle sip, then glances around. The place doesn't seem familiar to her. One thing catches her attention, though: A neat journal that's lying on the ground nearby.
A journal... The strangest notion dawns on her, and she flips it open only to have her suspicions confirmed. It's a communication's device. That's right, couldn't she use this to broadcast messages to her companions? She's sure that's how it worked. There was something else about this journal- something important. Something to do with who gave it to her? Or the other people who have one? The more she tries to think about it, the greater her headache becomes.
She can worry about the details later, when her hangover's died down. Right now, she needs to find out where the rest of her crew passed out.]
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[Cue a deep woman's voice. She seems to be speaking with a bit of a slur.]
All right, you lowlifes. You've had your fun, but remember Guild rule number seven. There will be appropriate punishment, so go clean up your acts and prepare yourselves.
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sirensfang and there will probably be ToV PS3 spoilers in the comments!]]
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[When she awakens, she feels groggy and disoriented. She has no clue where she is, or even who she is. A soft groan escapes her and she rolls over onto her stomach so she can push herself into a crouching position. A wave of nausea overcomes her and- Oh, there's water nearby. Drinking some water would help. That river is clean enough, right? She moves closer on her hands and feet to peer down into it, then catches sight of her own reflection.
That's right... She's Aifread. Aifread, the Guild Leader of... Siren's Fang. See, she knew she could work her way through the groggyness. And she looks terrible. They must've been out on another drinking binge the previous night. Her crew could throw the craziest parties whenever she permitted them. She cups some water into her hands to take an idle sip, then glances around. The place doesn't seem familiar to her. One thing catches her attention, though: A neat journal that's lying on the ground nearby.
A journal... The strangest notion dawns on her, and she flips it open only to have her suspicions confirmed. It's a communication's device. That's right, couldn't she use this to broadcast messages to her companions? She's sure that's how it worked. There was something else about this journal- something important. Something to do with who gave it to her? Or the other people who have one? The more she tries to think about it, the greater her headache becomes.
She can worry about the details later, when her hangover's died down. Right now, she needs to find out where the rest of her crew passed out.]
[Voice]
[Cue a deep woman's voice. She seems to be speaking with a bit of a slur.]
All right, you lowlifes. You've had your fun, but remember Guild rule number seven. There will be appropriate punishment, so go clean up your acts and prepare yourselves.
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It's Siren's Fang, ya know. The one and only pirate guild.
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So even a pirate guild has rules to break. Then again, the Union would probably get a little annoyed with you if it didn't, huh ...
[Voice]
The Union? Boy, this isn't about the Union! This is about guild principles. A guild doesn't have rules because there's a rule that you need 'm. If that were how it worked, guilds would be no better than the Empire, ya know.
[Voice]
Heh. Yeah, I guess that's right. Sorry for assuming - I don't have as much guild knowledge as I probably should. [A quick pause, then--] So, I take it you're the leader of Siren's Fang? [She was talking about rules and such to start with, so ...]
[Voice]
Let's just say I'm up pretty high in the chain of command.
[Voice]
[So, a second in command, or something? Well, that's interesting. One of the higher ups of Siren's Fang is in Luceti, then.
... That doesn't take away the fact that Siren's Fang no longer exists, as far as he knows. But before mentioning anything like that--]
So, you got a name, or should I just call you "High-Ranking Pirate"?
[Voice]
You can always call me "Gorgeous", "Amazing" or "Excuse me, beautiful young miss", ya know. How about you, Sir Curiosity?
[Voice]
[Still no name out of her ... Well, that's fine. He's got a very strong suspicion he knows who this is at this point, anyway.]
[Voice]
Hang on, don't I know you from somewhere?
[Voice]
Depends. Where do you think you could've met me?
[Voice]
[Yuri Lowell... Where could she have met him? What are these memories she has of him? Didn't she fight alongside him? Didn't she like to fling herself at him when she was younger? She's sure that he was much taller than her back then, after all.]
But I know you. I'm sure I do.
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I... I-it's so strange. I don't know why I know her. [The laugh that follows is a very brief, very strained one.]
[Voice]
You just woke up here, right? Maybe you should give yourself a little time to remember things before you start worrying about anything.
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Where did you end up, anyway?
[Voice]
By the river. A nice lass has already decided to come seek me out, but I wouldn't mind the company of a handsome young man like yourself either, ya know!
[Voice]
I think that "nice lass" is all the company you're gonna get for now. Besides, if it's who I think it is, we're probably going to cross paths soon enough anyway.
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Her body is ready][Voice]
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You got here quicker than I thought you would.
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I did say I would see you soon, Yuri Lowell!
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[Shruggin'. He's a little surprised to see her smiling like that, but hrm ...
Anyway, given what she's doing right now--]
Find anything useful in there yet?
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