split "too long" story screens into two parts (workaround for FR #17492)
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story=_ "Arne and his band rode north in search of his missing brother."
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M2P1.png
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[/part]
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# Diary entries split into two parts until story screens allow vertical scrolling (FR #17492).
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# wmllint: local spelling Grey
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[part]
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story=_ "16 V, 363 YW
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We’re close enough to be certain now: those tracks are heading into the Grey Woods. No one from Maghre or any of the other villages has gone into that forest in living memory. Stories have been passed down for generations warning against it. Supposedly the place is haunted by lost souls who hunger for the living, and anyone who dies there is doomed to join them.
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But I’m past superstitions now; I’ve seen enough of the world to guess at the truth behind these sorts of tales. The forest is home to elves — unfriendly ones, if the stories have any basis at all. I worry for my men; horses don’t fight well in forests, and the elves will be more dangerous in their own territory. But there are things that need done and questions that need answered. Something bigger is happening. One necromancer terrorizing townsfolk is nothing new, but why didn’t his servants scatter when he was killed? Where are they headed now? And most importantly, why did they take Bjarn with them?
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<i>(Arne turns over the page.)</i>"
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M2P1.png
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[/part]
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[part]
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story=_ "But I’m past superstitions now; I’ve seen enough of the world to guess at the truth behind these sorts of tales. The forest is home to elves — unfriendly ones, if the stories have any basis at all. I worry for my men; horses don’t fight well in forests, and the elves will be more dangerous in their own territory. But there are things that need done and questions that need answered. Something bigger is happening. One necromancer terrorizing townsfolk is nothing new, but why didn’t his servants scatter when he was killed? Where are they headed now? And most importantly, why did they take Bjarn with them?
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Besides... I want my brother back."
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M2P1.png
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show_title=yes
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{TO_GUARDED_CASTLE}
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[/part]
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# Diary entries split into two parts until story screens allow vertical scrolling (FR #17492).
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[part]
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# wmllint: local spelling clanless
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story=_"19 IV, 363 YW
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We had hoped to deliver the mage to Tairach in return for our lives. I do not know what the warlord wants with this man, but he matches the description. I suppose that Mordak’s plan would have worked perfectly if not for the appearance of the horse warriors. Now they are coming here, led by a man rumored to be this mage’s brother. If that is true, he will stop at nothing, no more than would I if they held Mordak.
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I have done what I can to fortify this dilapidated castle. The orcs who came with us stand guard at the gates, and I am gathering all of my servants to me in the inner sanctum. But ill fate awaits. Whether I defeat this horse-warrior or no, the orcs will still come for me; they have been scouring the borderlands and raiding the northern farm country in search of us.
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<i>(Rotharik turns over the page.)</i>"
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[/part]
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[part]
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story=_ "I have done what I can to fortify this dilapidated castle. The orcs who came with us stand guard at the gates, and I am gathering all of my servants to me in the inner sanctum. But ill fate awaits. Whether I defeat this horse-warrior or no, the orcs will still come for me; they have been scouring the borderlands and raiding the northern farm country in search of us.
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Yet for some reason I fear these brothers more. If Mordak were here it would be different, but we are broken... and these two men are whole. In each other, in the ties that bind them, they have strength."
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[/part]
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{AFTERNOON}
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[story]
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# Diary entries split into two parts until story screens allow vertical scrolling (FR #17492).
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# wmllint: local spelling Grey
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[part]
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story=_"27 V, 363 YW
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Arne had largely forgiven me by the time he freed me from my cell. All the same, it has taken all of the past week for us to rebuild the sense of comfort in each other we once had. It is fortunate that we have been able to take our time getting back — we gave the Grey Woods a wide berth, and on our way around it we traveled through some truly beautiful countryside. It has given us plenty of time to talk.
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Though I am more at ease now, my thoughts often turn back to Toen Caric. We should have been able to repel the orcs without great loss — the pincer attack Arne devised would surely have carried the day but for me. It was reckless of me to leave my men behind — I wounded the warlord and forced him to flee the field, but the cost far outweighed the gain. Those under my command could have been saved if I had remained with them.
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<i>(Bjarn turns over the page.)</i>"
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[/part]
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story=_ "Though I am more at ease now, my thoughts often turn back to Toen Caric. We should have been able to repel the orcs without great loss — the pincer attack Arne devised would surely have carried the day but for me. It was reckless of me to leave my men behind — I wounded the warlord and forced him to flee the field, but the cost far outweighed the gain. Those under my command could have been saved if I had remained with them.
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I can hardly blame Arne for having taken their deaths ill, and I can never undo the wrong that I have done, but I suppose that time heals some things. We return to the village as brothers once more.
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{EXTRA_SCENARIO_MUSIC wanderer.ogg}
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[story]
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# Diary entries split into two parts until story screens allow vertical scrolling (FR #17492).
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[part]
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show_title=yes
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story= _ "22 IX, 365 YW
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It has been more difficult to stay away in those two years, but I have my calling and Bjarn has his, and we have had little opportunity to meet again. But as the company and I are passing through this part of the kingdom with a new patron, I have asked leave of him to visit my brother and he gave it.
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This patron is, of all things, an elf. I never thought I’d befriend one, but he is less arrogant than the rest. Kalenz, he calls himself. He’s seen too much; I can tell that just by meeting his eyes. I think we will have to work for our pay soon.
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<i>(Arne turns over the page.)</i>"
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M4P1_the_end.png
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[/part]
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story=_ "This patron is, of all things, an elf. I never thought I’d befriend one, but he is less arrogant than the rest. Kalenz, he calls himself. He’s seen too much; I can tell that just by meeting his eyes. I think we will have to work for our pay soon.
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In the meantime, though, it’s good to relax and enjoy the peace."
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background=story/Two_Brothers_M4P1_the_end.png
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