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Monolingual base language file | website/common/locales/en/questsContent.json |
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After hours of poring through volumes, you still haven’t found any useful information.<br><br>“It seems impossible that there isn’t even the tiniest reference to anything relevant,” says head librarian @Tuqjoi, and their assistant @stefalupagus nods in frustration.<br><br>King Manta’s eyes narrow. “Not impossible…” he says. “<em>Intentional</em>.” For a moment, the water glows around his hands, and several of the books shudder. “Something is obscuring information,” he says. “Not just a static spell, but something with a will of its own. Something… alive.” He swims up from the table. “The Joyful Reaper needs to hear about this. Let’s pack a meal for the road.”
You’re unexpectedly summoned by @beffymaroo and @Lemoness to Habit Hall, where you’re astonished to find all four of Habitica’s Masterclassers awaiting you in the wan light of dawn. Even the Joyful Reaper looks somber.<br><br>“Oho, you’re here,” says the April Fool. “Now, we would not rouse you from your rest without a truly dire—”<br><br>“Help us investigate the recent bout of possessions,” interrupts Lady Glaciate. “All the victims blamed someone named Tzina.”<br><br>The April Fool is clearly affronted by the summary. “What about my speech?” he hisses to her. “With the fog and thunderstorm effects?”<br><br>“We’re in a hurry,” she mutters back. “And my mammoths are still soggy from your incessant practicing.”<br><br>“I’m afraid that the esteemed Master of Warriors is correct,” says King Manta. “Time is of the essence. Will you aid us?”<br><br>When you nod, he waves his hands to open a portal, revealing an underwater room. “Swim down with me to Dilatory, and we will scour my library for any references that might give us a clue.” At your look of confusion, he adds, “Don’t worry, the paper was enchanted long before Dilatory sank. None of the books are the slightest bit damp!” He winks.“Unlike Lady Glaciate’s mammoths.”<br><br>“I heard that, Manta.”<br><br>As you dive into the water after the Master of Mages, your legs magically fuse into fins. Though your body is buoyant, your heart sinks when you see the thousands of bookshelves. Better start reading…
Eres inesperadamente convocado por @beffymaroo y @Lemoness al Salón del Hábito, donde te quedas atónito al encontrar a todos los cuatros Maestros de Clase de Habitica esperándote en la débil luz del amanecer. Incluso la Parca FelizAlegre parece sombría.<br><br>“Ajá, aquí estás,” dice el Santo Inocente. “Ahora, no te despertaríamos de tu descanso sin un motivo verdaderamente funesto—”<br><br>“Ayúdanos a investigar los recientes casos de posesiones,” interrumpe Lady Glacial. “Todas las víctimas culpan a alguien llamada Tzina.”<br><br>El Santo Inocente está evidentemente ofendido por el resumen. “¿Qué hay sobre mi declaración?” le sisea. “¿Con los efectos de niebla y tempestades?”<br><br>“Estamos en un apuro,” le murmura de vuelta. “Y mis mamuts aún están empapados por tu entrenamiento innecesario.”<br><br>“Me temo que el estimado Maestro de los Guerreros está en lo correcto,” dice el Rey Manta. “El tiempo es esencial. ¿Nos ayudarás?”<br><br>Cuando asientes, mueve sus manos para abrir un portal, revelando una sala submarina. “Baja nadando conmigo a Dilatoria, y exploraremos mi biblioteca por alguna referencia que pueda darnos una pista.” En tu confusión, él agrega, “No te preocupes, el papel fue encantado hace tiempo antes de que Dilatoria se hundiera. ¡Ninguno de los libros tiene la más mínima humedad!” te guiña “Excepto los mamuts de Lady Glacial.”<br><br>“Escuché eso, Manta.”<br><br>Mientras te sumerges en el agua detrás del Maestro de Magos, tus piernas mágicamente se fusionan en aletas. Aunque tu cuerpo flota, tu corazón se hunde cuando ves los miles de libreros. Será mejor que empiezes a leer…
You’re unexpectedly summoned by @beffymaroo and @Lemoness to Habit Hall, where you’re astonished to find all four of Habitica’s Masterclassers awaiting you in the wan light of dawn. Even the Joyful Reaper looks somber.<br><br>“Oho, you’re here,” says the April Fool. “Now, we would not rouse you from your rest without a truly dire—”<br><br>“Help us investigate the recent bout of possessions,” interrupts Lady Glaciate. “All the victims blamed someone named Tzina.”<br><br>The April Fool is clearly affronted by the summary. “What about my speech?” he hisses to her. “With the fog and thunderstorm effects?”<br><br>“We’re in a hurry,” she mutters back. “And my mammoths are still soggy from your incessant practicing.”<br><br>“I’m afraid that the esteemed Master of Warriors is correct,” says King Manta. “Time is of the essence. Will you aid us?”<br><br>When you nod, he waves his hands to open a portal, revealing an underwater room. “Swim down with me to Dilatory, and we will scour my library for any references that might give us a clue.” At your look of confusion, he adds, “Don’t worry, the paper was enchanted long before Dilatory sank. None of the books are the slightest bit damp!” He winks.“Unlike Lady Glaciate’s mammoths.”<br><br>“I heard that, Manta.”<br><br>As you dive into the water after the Master of Mages, your legs magically fuse into fins. Though your body is buoyant, your heart sinks when you see the thousands of bookshelves. Better start reading…
You and @awesomekitty collapse into the shade of a palm tree, exhausted. The sun beats down over the Sloensteadi Savannah, scorching the ground below. It’s been a productive day so far, conquering your Dailies, and this oasis looks like a nice place to take a break and refresh. Stooping near the water to get a drink, you stumble back in shock as a massive hippopotamus rises. “Resting so soon? Don’t be so lazy, get back to work.” You try and protest that you’ve been working hard and need a break, but the hippo isn’t having any of it.<br><br>@khdarkwolf whispers to you, “Notice how it’s lounging around all day but has the nerve to call you lazy? It’s the Hippo-Crite!”<br><br>Your friend @jumorales nods. “Let’s show it what hard work looks like!”
Tú y @awesomekitty colapsan bajo la sombra de una palmera, exhaustos. El sol golpea de lleno la Sabana Sloensteadi, abrasando el suelo. Ha sido un día productivo hasta ahora, conquistando tus Tareas Diarias, y este oasis parece un buen lugar para tomar un descanso y refrescarse. Acercándote al agua para beberlo, te tropiezas con la sorpresa de un masivo hipopótamo surgiendo. “¿Descansando tan pronto? No seas tan flojperezoso, regresa al trabajo.” Intentas protestar que has estado trabajando duro y necesitas un descanso, pero el hipopótamo no quiere enterarse de nada<br><br>@khdarkwolf te susurra, “¿Notáste como está holgazaneando todo el día pero tiene el coraje de llamarte flojperezoso? ¡Es el Hippo-Crita!”<br><br>Tu amigo @jumorales asiente. “¡Vamos a enseñarle cómo es el trabajo duro!”
The hippo bows in surrender. “I underestimated you. It seems you weren’t being lazy. My apologies. Truth be told, I may have been projecting a bit. Perhaps I should get some work done myself. Here, take these eggs as a sign of my gratitude.” Grabbing them, you settle down by the water, ready to relax at last.
You and @awesomekitty collapse into the shade of a palm tree, exhausted. The sun beats down over the Sloensteadi Savannah, scorching the ground below. It’s been a productive day so far, conquering your Dailies, and this oasis looks like a nice place to take a break and refresh. Stooping near the water to get a drink, you stumble back in shock as a massive hippopotamus rises. “Resting so soon? Don’t be so lazy, get back to work.” You try and protest that you’ve been working hard and need a break, but the hippo isn’t having any of it.<br><br>@khdarkwolf whispers to you, “Notice how it’s lounging around all day but has the nerve to call you lazy? It’s the Hippo-Crite!”<br><br>Your friend @jumorales nods. “Let’s show it what hard work looks like!”
@Urse, a wild-eyed young scribe, has asked for your help exploring a mysterious cave by the sea shore. Among the twilight tidepools stands a massive gate of stalactites and stalagmites. As you near the gate, a dark whirlpool begins to spin at its base. You stare in awe as a squid-like dragon rises through the maw. "The sticky spawn of the stars has awakened," roars @Urse madly. "After vigintillions of years, the great Octothulu is loose again, and ravening for delight!"