Voicelines |
| Occasion | English | Audio |
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| Identity Acquisition | We are not placing our stone here, then? Mm, then the tides drive us to resign. | |
| Morning Greeting | A morning must start early. There is much to process and much to do. | |
| Afternoon Greeting | Would you join me for a round of baduk if there is a vacancy in your schedule? I require some time to systemize my thoughts. I must contemplate where I may find our new home. |
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| Evening Greeting | Always remain watchful under a bright moonlight. One must keep their wounds and scars out of sight. | |
| Chatter #1 | Do not hesitate when wielding a blade, for hesitation is a sign of an underdeveloped familiarity with the blade. Train yourself to reach greater heights. | |
| Chatter #2 | One can learn the opponent's strategies by playing a game of baduk with them. The further the game progresses, the more moves the opponent makes, the easier it becomes to read them. |
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| Chatter #3 | I expect that turmoil shall visit us soon. I have been tasked with the role of a protector, so I shall do my duty to the bitter end. ...Yet I foresee that my fellows, the one I must protect, and I may lose my place at S Corp. |
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| Post-Uptie Chat 1 | When someone had once told me that I would live the life of a vagrant, I had scoffed at the notion. ... I suppose I shall truly live a life of a wanderer, now. | |
| Post-Uptie Chat 2 | Tear the flesh and hew the bones. In other words, one must maintain utmost focus until the blade cleaves clean through the bones. I will demonstrate, and you will learn. | |
| Idle | ... Mm. I will start the countdown. | |
| Uptying | No matter how many assassins they send, they are nothing before me but the placement of a single stone in a game of baduk. My play has yet to flourish... will you respond nevertheless? |
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| Deployment | I place my stone at a flower point. | |
| Stage Entry | My play. | |
| Viewed in Battle | I will not accept any unsolicited advice. | |
| Commencing Attack | If you will cut... then wager your life on it. | |
| Enemy Stagger | Yield the flesh. | |
| Staggered | A defeat of my own making... | |
| Enemy Killed | To claim the bones. | |
| Death | Ah... how will I stand tall before my... fellows...? | |
| Check Passed | A wise move. | |
| Check Failed | A witless move. | |
| Victory Cry | The endgame of this match was close yet conclusive. We may now freely seek the path to our survival. | |
| Extra Conditions Fulfilled | My stratagem worked, and the tide of this battle was in our favor. Let this tide continue until we find us a new home. | |
| Defeat Wail | I must have made a losing move. Thus I yield my flesh to another scar. |