I've brought an old mate of mine along for this job. Her name's Tullina.
— IntroductionTullinaTibbsToExile |
She might not look like much--
— IntroductionTullinaTibbsToExileTwo |
--but she can get into places no one else can.
— IntroductionTullinaTibbsToExileThree |
Not sure I could be a much bigger target...
— EntryBanterTullinaTibbsReply |
Nerves are gettin' to me again.
— EntryBanterTibbsToTullina |
Agreed. I've seen how bad it can get.
— ExitBanterTullinaTibbsReply |
The burning pond.
— ExitBanterTullinaTibbsReplyTwo |
A near-unbelievable success!
— ExitBanterTibbsToTullina |
Easier than the Belltower gig.
— SelectionBanterTullinaTibbsReply |
Everything's just a bit higher up for me than most people.
— SelectionBanterTullinaTibbsReplyTwo |
All the eyes and legs! Who needs that many?
— SelectionBanterTullinaTibbsReplyThree |
What're you supposed to do when a ghost attacks! Kill 'em? They're already bloody dead!
— SelectionBanterTullinaTibbsReplyFour |
I'm packed and ready.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToTullina |
Well, maybe not always, eh?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToTullinaTwo |
I still have those nightmares. I wake up feeling like I'm covered in spiders.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToTullinaThree |
...Ehh... Thanks, I guess.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToTullinaFour |
I am absolutely bloody exhausted.
— ExitBanterTibbsToAdiyah |
With bubbles?
— ExitBanterTibbsToAdiyahTwo |
Huge success!
— ExitBanterAdiyahTibbsReply |
Round here, people call me Tibbs. Not the quietest little sneak, and I'm not exactly nimble with these big sausage fingers, but if you find yourself on the wrong side of something heavy, you'll wish you thought to hire me.
— TibbsIntro |
Heard the Boss got his start as a stable boy in the Grand Arena. Used to feed and care for the chariot horses. That was his first job, and it led to his first ... err, 'job'.
Apparently, someone asked him to slip something into the feed of the Octavius family's finest stallion, greatly favoured to win the race. Paid him a week's worth of his normal wages. Boss figured it was some sort of poison. So he watched the man place a bet, and poisoned that horse as well. Neither died, but neither won, and the Boss, betting his wages on a horse he knew to be fit as a gladiator, took home a killing.
'Course, that was also his last day of gainful employment at the arena. The man stalked those stables for months trying to find him.
— TibbsAboutBoss |
Ah, my contract! A man of my build gets a lot of attention. By the time I was thirteen, I was taller than most adults. By my next birthday I was invited to join a little circus of sorts as the strongman. That's where I met Tullina, by the way.
One day, someone left a baby girl, named Opal, for the troupe leader. She had bright red eyes, but the most pale skin and whitest hair I'd ever seen. She became a sort of daughter of the whole troupe. We took turns looking after her.
By the time she was about seven, I'd grown quite attached to her, and she to me. The hardest part of being exiled is not knowing what has happened to her. So I want to find out. I know the troupe is disbanded, so I just want to make sure she's found a good home.
— TibbsContractOne |
Well, it ain't great news. Templar took an interest in her because of her unique traits, but she dropped off the map before they could get her. Good instincts.
I have a hunch that she might've found some of the old troupe members. I'll see what Whakano can dig up.
— TibbsContractOneEnd |
Got an update on Opal! She's living on the fringes with some of the old troupe, like I thought. Tough people to track down, but at least I know she's safe.
I want to keep it that way. I want to make sure she doesn't need to put herself at risk to work or eat, so we're going to do what is, essentially, the opposite of a bank robbery. We're breaking in to leave enough wealth for her to live safely out of harm's way in a vault under a pseudonym.
— TibbsContractTwo |
I know I'm a lot poorer than I was a few days ago, but I feel like I've done some real good. Opal's a smart kid. She'll put that money to good use. Better than I would've anyway.
Thanks, Exile. Really.
— TibbsContractTwoEnd |
Just don't ask me to help you move.
— TibbsSelectedContractOne |
As long as you're paying.
— TibbsSelectedContractTwo |
Right, what's the job?
— TibbsSelectedContractThree |
You need muscle?
— TibbsSelectedBlueprintOne |
Nothing's getting in our way.
— TibbsSelectedBlueprintTwo |
Hey, as long as I don't have to do any of the planning...
— TibbsSelectedBlueprintThree |
Right.
— TibbsForcingObstacleOne |
On it, boss.
— TibbsForcingObstacleTwo |
Easy.
— TibbsForcingObstacleThree |
Lemme jus' get this outta the way for ya.
— TibbsForcingObstacleFour |
Won't be a jiff.
— TibbsForcingObstacleFive |
Oh, I'm going to be sore tomorrow.
— TibbsForcingObstacleSix |
Consider it gone.
— TibbsDemolitionOne |
Oughta be quick.
— TibbsDemolitionTwo |
Looks fragile enough...
— TibbsDemolitionThree |
If it ain't broke, it will be...
— TibbsDemolitionFour |
This one might take a bit, but we'll get there.
— TibbsDemolitionFive |
I think it'd look better in pieces too.
— TibbsDemolitionSix |
One sec.
— TibbsBusyOne |
In the middle of something here.
— TibbsBusyTwo |
Can it wait?
— TibbsBusyThree |
Mate, I'm busy.
— TibbsBusyFour |
When I'm done with this, yeah?
— TibbsBusyFive |
Ugh! Little help here?
— TibbsInterruptedOne |
Oi, I'm getting hit!
— TibbsInterruptedTwo |
Get the bastards off me!
— TibbsInterruptedThree |
Damn. Help!
— TibbsInterruptedFour |
Should've ignored the noise, mate.
— TibbsCombatStartOne |
You ain't gonna like this.
— TibbsCombatStartTwo |
Heads up, we got trouble!
— TibbsCombatStartThree |
Hate this part of the job.
— TibbsCombatStartFour |
You're gonna be sorry. Then I'm gonna be sorry.
— TibbsCombatStartFive |
Right, well, carry on I guess.
— TibssCombatEndOne |
Good stuff.
— TibssCombatEndTwo |
Least we ain't cleaning up.
— TibssCombatEndThree |
Keep it quick and quiet.
— TibssCombatEndFour |
...Sorry.
— TibssCombatEndFive |
Not too shabby, mate.
— TibbsLootingOne |
Nice piece.
— TibbsLootingTwo |
Now who just leaves something like that lying around?
— TibbsLootingThree |
That is a keeper.
— TibbsLootingFour |
Oh, know a girl who'd love that.
— TibbsLootingFive |
We've gotta keep it down.
— TibbsAlertThresholdOne |
I'm gettin' a bad feeling, mate.
— TibbsAlertThresholdTwo |
Reckon we're cutting it close now.
— TibbsAlertThresholdThree |
Right, we gotta make tracks soon.
— TibbsAlertThresholdFour |
Time to leave!
— TibbsAlarmOne |
Let's start making tracks.
— TibbsAlarmTwo |
There it is. Let's go!
— TibbsAlarmThree |
Woah, mate, we gotta move!
— TibbsEarlyAlarmOne |
Hear that?! Let's head out!
— TibbsEarlyAlarmTwo |
Now you've gone and done it.
— TibbsEarlyAlarmThree |
Think this might be what we're after.
— TibbsFinalRoomOne |
Ah, here it is.
— TibbsFinalRoomTwo |
Right, let's nab it and go.
— TibbsFinalRoomThree |
Here we go. Make it quick.
— TibbsFinalRoomFour |
Gotta be in here somewhere.
— TibbsFinalRoomFive |
Got it? Good.
— TibbsObjectiveLootedOne |
Now let's get it back.
— TibbsObjectiveLootedTwo |
Now we just gotta make it out alive!
— TibbsObjectiveLootedThree |
Now for the hard part.
— TibbsObjectiveLootedFour |
Always get butterflies before a job...
— TibbsEntryBanterOne |
Whew, I'm sweating. Just nerves. Just harmless nerves.
— TibbsEntryBanterTwo |
I always think this time I won't get nervous, and I always do.
— TibbsEntryBanterThree |
Come on, Gil. You've got this. Easy as. Eeeaaasy as.
— TibbsEntryBanterFour |
You ever get the feeling--... Nah. Nevermind.
— TibbsEntryBanterFive |
Hooey! That's how it's done!
— TibbsExitBanterOne |
We bloody did it mate! We bloody did it!
— TibbsExitBanterTwo |
Yes! I'm comin' home with the goods!
— TibbsExitBanterThree |
Honestly, for a while there, I thought we were done for.
— TibbsExitBanterFour |
I'ma be sore tomorrow for sure! Good sore.
— TibbsExitBanterFive |
Rarhgh!
— TibbsForcingObstacleLoudOne |
Outa the way!
— TibbsForcingObstacleLoudTwo |
Huuurrrraagh
— TibbsForcingObstacleLoudThree |
I. Am. Stressed!
— TibbsForcingObstacleLoudFour |
I'll do my best, but damn!
— TibbsForcingObstacleLoudFive |
I'm taking the longest, bubbliest damn bath after this!
— TibbsForcingObstacleLoudSix |
Stand back!
— TibbsDemonlitionLoudOne |
Hope this works!
— TibbsDemonlitionLoudTwo |
Ere we go!
— TibbsDemonlitionLoudThree |
This is a bloody ruckus!
— TibbsDemonlitionLoudFour |
This one might hurt.
— TibbsDemonlitionLoudFive |
This is gonna leave a mark!
— TibbsDemonlitionLoudSix |
Bit busy!
— TibbsBusyLoudOne |
Got my hands full!
— TibbsBusyLoudTwo |
Now!? WHY NOW!?
— TibbsBusyLoudThree |
NO! LATER!
— TibbsBusyLoudFour |
Not. Now!
— TibbsBusyLoudFive |
I can't work under these conditions!
— TibbsInterruptedLoudOne |
Help or we ain't moving!
— TibbsInterruptedLoudTwo |
Quit hittin' me!
— TibbsInterruptedLoudThree |
Agh! Buzz off mate!
— TibbsInterruptedLoudFour |
Comin' through!
— TibbsCombatStartLoudOne |
Guess we're doin' this!
— TibbsCombatStartLoudTwo |
Ain't gonna be gentle!
— TibbsCombatStartLoudThree |
Hate this part! Hate it!
— TibbsCombatStartLoudFour |
"Go on Tibbs, you're a big guy!"
— TibbsCombatStartLoudFive |
Can we go?!
— TibbsCombatEndLoudOne |
Part of the job. Part of the job.
— TibbsCombatEndLoudTwo |
We had to, right!?
— TibbsCombatEndLoudThree |
Should've just let us leave.
— TibbsCombatEndLoudFour |
Doesn't get any easier.
— TibbsCombatEndLoudFive |
Nice, but we gotta move!
— TibbsLootingLoudOne |
Better be worth the delay, mate!
— TibbsLootingLoudTwo |
What, you need more?!
— TibbsLootingLoudThree |
Your greed better not get us killed!
— TibbsLootingLoudFour |
You good now?!
— TibbsLootingLoudFive |
This is it!
— TibbsFinalRoomLoudOne |
We made it! Hurry!
— TibbsFinalRoomLoudTwo |
Quick, we don't have long!
— TibbsFinalRoomLoudThree |
That's our mark! Grab it and go!
— TibbsFinalRoomLoudFour |
Wait, that's the target!
— TibbsFinalRoomLoudFive |
Go! Go!!
— TibbsObjectiveLootedLoudOne |
Let's Go!
— TibbsObjectiveLootedLoudTwo |
Move, or we're dead!
— TibbsObjectiveLootedLoudThree |
Great! We have to move!
— TibbsObjectiveLootedLoudFour |
Good luck everyone.
— EntryBanterTibbsToKarst |
Stick to the plan and this'll be quick and easy.
— EntryBanterTibbsToIsla |
Right, I'm ready.
— EntryBanterTibbsToVinderi |
It never goes as bad as you expect. Remember that.
— EntryBanterTibbsToNenet |
Check your gear, say a prayer, whatever you need to do before we go in.
— EntryBanterTibbsToNiles |
Remember the target. Don't get too sidetracked.
— EntryBanterTibbsToHuck |
Safety first. If it gets too dangerous, leave.
— EntryBanterTibbsToGianna |
Thanks for the... heads up! ... Nothing?
— EntryBanterKarstTibbsReply |
Uhh... Yes.
— EntryBanterIslaTibbsReply |
I guess it does!
— EntryBanterIslaTibbsReplyTwo |
... But...?
— EntryBanterVinderiTibbsReply |
Not the sort of thing I like hearing before a job.
— EntryBanterNenetTibbsReply |
Maybe you shouldn't be snooping around in there.
— EntryBanterNilesTibbsReply |
... Hungry?--
— EntryBanterHuckTibbsReply |
Close.
— EntryBanterHuckTibbsReplyTwo |
Ehh... Sorry Gianna. Maybe practice that one more.
— EntryBanterGiannaTibbsReply |
Can't believe we pulled that off. Even Karst did good!
— ExitBanterTibbsToKarst |
Everyone safely out? Good.
— ExitBanterTibbsToIsla |
Right... Why?
— ExitBanterTibbsToIslaTwo |
The--... wait, what?
— ExitBanterTibbsToIslaThree |
I think we've all earned an evening off.
— ExitBanterTibbsToVinderi |
I had a terrible feeling about this earlier. So glad I was wrong.
— ExitBanterTibbsToNenet |
That could've gone a lot worse!
— ExitBanterTibbsToNiles |
...what did I even say to warrant that? Honestly.
— ExitBanterTibbsToNilesTwo |
Nearly more loot than I can carry!
— ExitBanterTibbsToHuck |
Nah mate, you're strong.
— ExitBanterTibbsToHuckTwo |
No, Huck. You're strong.
— ExitBanterTibbsToHuckThree |
Good job everyone, let's head back.
— ExitBanterTibbsToGianna |
Fine, but you're only getting pondwater, Karst.
— ExitBanterKarstTibbsReply |
...and loot?
— ExitBanterIslaTibbsReply |
No way, mate.
— ExitBanterVinderiTibbsReply |
Absolutely not.
— ExitBanterVinderiTibbsReplyTwo |
Wait... You thought we were going to die?
— ExitBanterNenetTibbsReply |
And you didn't want to tell us?
— ExitBanterNenetTibbsReplyTwo |
What do you mean?
— ExitBanterNilesTibbsReply |
You've set the bar pretty low, mate.
— ExitBanterHuckTibbsReply |
Hoora--...aw.
— ExitBanterGiannaTibbsReply |
Heard you could use a bit of muscle!
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKurai |
Every time, I think I might get used to the stress, but...
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKuraiTwo |
Of course, lady Kurai.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKuraiThree |
Understood.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKuraiFour |
G'day
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKarst |
Do we have to do this every time?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKarstTwo |
Fine, get it over with.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKarstThree |
Uh huh?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKarstFour |
Good try, champ. Now we grownups can focus on the job.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKarstFive |
What's the job?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToIsla |
My favourite kind. You bringing any new gadgets with us?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToIslaTwo |
Maybe for the best, eh?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToIslaThree |
... Can't. Got plans. Very busy.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToIslaFour |
Hello everyone.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToVinderi |
Tibbs.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToVinderiTwo |
Oh yeah?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToVinderiThree |
Sounds promising.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToVinderiFour |
Good. I won't. Thank you for the warning.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToVinderiFive |
Am I late?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNenet |
I always worry I'm late, even when I'm early.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNenetTwo |
That... is a really tough question to answer.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNenetThree |
Wow, Nenet, you're really quite profound. Anyone ever told you that?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNenetFour |
I'm up to speed.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNiles |
Niles, do you think I'm stupid because I'm strong?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNilesTwo |
You think that a strong man cannot be a smart man, eh? The two are somehow mutually exclusive?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNilesThree |
You're a mindreader, right? How about you jump on in here and have a look around.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToNilesFour |
Hey mates.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToHuck |
Seems that way.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToHuckTwo |
Ha! You're still a plenty big target.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToHuckThree |
Sorry.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToKuraiFive |
Glad to be here.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToGianna |
Thanks Gi. How was your date with--
— SelectionBanterTibbsToGiannaTwo |
Oh, no! What happened?
— SelectionBanterTibbsToGiannaThree |
Ah. Well, always more men in the sea.
— SelectionBanterTibbsToGiannaFour |
Thanks, Ku. How's the Boss doing?
— SelectionBanterKuraiTibbsReply |
He's a good man.
— SelectionBanterKuraiTibbsReplyTwo |
G'day Karst.
— SelectionBanterKarstTibbsReply |
Yeah? Wait, what did you--... No, you know what, nevermind.
— SelectionBanterKarstTibbsReplyTwo |
Something you're working on?
— SelectionBanterIslaTibbsReply |
Did you say heat-powered?
— SelectionBanterIslaTibbsReplyTwo |
How you doing, Vinderi?
— SelectionBanterVinderiTibbsReply |
It's a blueprint, mate.
— SelectionBanterVinderiTibbsReplyTwo |
Plans, Vin. A job.
— SelectionBanterVinderiTibbsReplyThree |
Nenet, nice to see you.
— SelectionBanterNenetTibbsReply |
SelectionBanterNenetTibbsReplyThree
— SelectionBanterNenetTibbsReplyThree |
Forget it.
— SelectionBanterNenetTibbsReplyFour |
G'day Niles.
— SelectionBanterNilesTibbsReply |
Actually, I make them myself. Started sewing at a young--
— SelectionBanterNilesTibbsReplyTwo |
I mean, I can show y--
— SelectionBanterNilesTibbsReplyThree |
...Ku?
— SelectionBanterNilesTibbsToKurai |
Hey mate. Hey, how come you're always in your armour, even around here?
— SelectionBanterHuckTibbsReply |
You sleep with that armour on too?
— SelectionBanterHuckTibbsReplyTwo |
I've got a change of clothes laid out just in case.
— SelectionBanterGiannaTibbsReply |
Shh.
— SelectionBanterGiannaTibbsReplyTwo |
SHHH.
— SelectionBanterGiannaTibbsReplyThree |
Gi!
— SelectionBanterGiannaTibbsReplyFour |
Nothing Ku.
— SelectionBanterGiannaTibbsToKurai |
Stroke of good fortune you happened across us when you did, mate! I wasn't sure we were ever going to get out of that alive.
— [DNT-UNUSED] Tibbs Sniper Dead |
My name's Tibbs. This here's Tullina. No point in hiding what we do, since we need your help. We... procure things. We came to Oriath to snag a rather large payday, and the job sounded simple on its face. All we had to do was recover an exotic bottle of wine from a certain pleasure den... and then it all went horribly wrong. We're not far from the place. The den is right up ahead. Why don't you meet us there?
— A Simple Job |
My name's Tibbs. This here's Tullina. No point in hiding what we do, since we need your help. We... procure things. We came to Oriath to snag a rather large payday, and the job sounded simple on its face. All we had to do was recover an exotic bottle of wine from this secret pleasure den... and then it all went horribly wrong. I can't do much with this injury. If you slip in there and grab the wine, we'll share our payday with you. In and out, smash and grab, simple enough... hopefully.
— A Simple Job |
Here we are. This is the place. I can't do much with this injury. If you slip in there and grab the wine, we'll share our payday with you. In and out, smash and grab, simple enough... hopefully.
— [DNT-UNUSED] Tibbs Get Wine |
The wine we were hired to... 'acquire'... was the subject of rather vivid rumours. Ingesting trace amounts of Corruption with alcohol supposedly removes any and all inhibitions, letting the drinker chase their darkest desires without limit or shame. Couldn't pay me enough to attend one of those parties... the rumours said, when they ran out of pleasures to pursue, they turned to pain instead, looking for new realms of experience... I feel like vomiting just thinking about it...
— Exotic Wine |
I imagined some pretty terrible things happened in that den, but it turns out, the reality is far worse. I didn't think there'd be anyone still here after all this time. Those people... they must have stayed behind when Oriath was evacuated. They must have already been addicted by then. Add twenty more years of Corrupted wine, it's... it's unthinkable...
— Quest Return |
The makers of that wine did something terrible. They mixed it with distilled Corruption drawn from a virtue gem with some ancient tool of the monster Maligaro... they thought they could avoid the most harmful effects of Corruption by diluting it to trace amounts, while keeping the intoxicating properties. Now we know they were horribly wrong.
— Corruption |
You've got a bolt-hole for us to hide in? Much appreciated. We'll meet you there.
— Town |
You could have mentioned how small this place is. I have to lean down or risk bumping me head constantly! Still, I appreciate the chance to rest and heal. Many thanks.
— Introduction |
I thought it would be worth sneaking past the Twilight Order to see Oriath again. Nah. This place needs to be abandoned. I have a few good memories of the time before, but that's all over now. This is not an island fit for people. Not anymore.
— Oriath |
This kind of life comes with its own rather harsh time limit built in. That damn Citizen Vanguard caught me one cold Fiero morning with a sudden rush of a hundred men... and offered me a job. An honest hardworking job that would capitalise on my unique talents to 'benefit mankind.'
— Sabbatical |
The Ring is the closest thing I have to a home. We're all thieves and scoundrels, and proud of it. I'm not a callous man, though. I do keep tabs on those I care about. If you ever see a woman with stark white skin and red eyes, let me know. She might be part of a troupe still, might not. I just want to make sure she's safe, and grew up happy.
— Rogue Harbour |
That was another life, my friend. Another era. Best not to dwell on the past.
— Citizen Vanguard |
Yeah, I took the Vanguard job offer. Did that for a few years, saw some battle, got traumatised by horrors that still haunt my dreams... you know, the standard cost of war. One day, couldn't do it anymore. Went back to the regular old criminal life. I took the contract to steal the Corrupted wine because I thought that maybe a little sip might help me forget, or, at the very least, stop caring. I'd just like to sleep through one night without dreaming about the horrific things I've seen...
— Honest Job |
Believe me, you don't want to know...
— Horrors |
Interesting find! I can take that off your hands. Here's your cut.
— Rewards |
With this injury, I'm not going anywhere until that sniper is dead. You'll have to sneak through the manors to reach the bastard!
— [DNT-UNUSED] Tibbs Introduction Kill Sniper |
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