| SC_202831_1 | The number of classes you can have is now [$VAR1]. |
| SC_202861_1 | A long time ago, Ayvenas, god of gods created a book. In this book was recorded the beginning of the world and the origin of all life. This book was called Taborea.\n\nIn Taborea, Ayvenas wrote about endless grasslands and trees that soared to the sky. He wrote of a sky of beautiful blue and nights of sparkling stars, and so it was. He wrote words of beautiful music to surround it all, and there was wind.\n\nAlthough surrounded by such beauty, Ayvenas felt lonely. So he created animals out of the mud. |
| SC_202862_1 | Ayvenas discovered that these animals he created from the mud were very fragile. They would become sick and die. They would bump into things and be injured. If they were threatened they would become fearful. They did not know how to protect themselves. These were the smallest and weakest animals of the world.\n\nHence Ayvenas wrote in Taborea how he separated and instructed the animals of the world. He made it so that they had different abilities and characteristics. Slowly those animals with similar characteristics gathered together to create a tribe. These tribes gave birth to the various peoples of the world. |
| SC_202863_1 | All the tribes of the world worked towards their own goals. They calmly developed in peace. Ayvenas was pleased. He wondered what would happen if the world was not peaceful, so he wrote this down, too.\n\nBut without him noticing it, this thought entered into the book and the world began to change. |
| SC_202864_1 | Because of Ayvenas' carelessness, the people of the world changed. Ayvenas' incarnations taught the people knowledge and skills. But discrepancies started to arise between the groups. When they were taught how to receive rewards from their skills some people cultivated and hunted, but others began to rob and plunder. When told how to stand up to danger in their lives, the tribes achieved harmony within, but they started to wage war on each other.\n\nAyvenas realized that this world was theirs now. So he ripped the future pages of Taborea apart and scattered the scraps in all four corners of the world. Ayvenas wanted to give the power over the world's destiny to the people. The future of Taborea was in their hands. |
| SC_202865_1 | As the story was told down through the generations, the scraps of Taborea came to be known as "oracles." The legend also arose that if you owned one of these scraps, you could control the future. |
| SC_202866_1 | The highest god wrote a book\nIts name was Taborea\nCreating the land we mortals live\nThe eternal Taborea\nBeautiful poems formed the sky and the seas\nProfound words the trees and the mountains\nBlessing the glory of life |
| SC_202867_1 | Listen to me!\nAll living things arose from his phrases\nTime on the leaf parchment of the book\nSteps trailing into the distance\nNever before heard rhythms and dance\nStrength that lay on the chord of a harp |
| SC_202868_1 | I shall tell you!\nTaborea's decline\nThat is a place He has never seen before\nThat is what the spirits look forward to\nBut in a distant palace, untouched\nThey eternally call out His name\nMaddening Taborea\nThe vision of all living things stops\nIn a moment between past and present\nWe can touch with our hands\nBut which are the doors to hope and to nothingness? |
| SC_202869_1 | "Open up!\nMelody of a future to come\nOracles the key to that knowledge\nMake time detach from its fate and fly\nScream and run and burn\nTaborea in haste\nPassing through the fog\nAnswer us\nYou are hell\nAnd heaven as well" |
| SC_202870_1 | We call your name\nThe men that He loves\nLook at the book which He created\nIts name is Taborea\nYou are the land we are born and die\nAll life dances within you\nAbide by the god's voice\nBut we desire to hide in time |
| SC_202871_1 | Change\nAs life interweaves, old words are cast away\nThe poems the spirits created gives way to new verse\nWords that He has not heard\nA frenzied beat\nThe world is already beyond His control\nHe could not foresee\nStill full of hope |
| SC_202872_1 | For a long time there were sprouts of new life\nWe lead\nWe were the same as other tribes\nThe oracles power of change\nDeclared that under the heavens\nThat the destination we were going to\nHis heavenly words\nThat is hope\nAnd also destruction |
| SC_202873_1 | The key to the door of time\nThe knowledge to change the destiny\nTake it!\nEmbrace it!\nThis fate which can never be disobeyed\nThis moment of infinite power\nHuman world becomes a burning hell\nOr a return to paradise\nJust in a moment\nCome!\nCome! |
| SC_202903_NOTENOUGH | You don't have enough [<S>202903|Transport Runes]. |
| SC_203072_01 | Cannot exchange with the same sized house! |
| SC_203072_02 | You still haven't bought this house! |
| SC_203355 | First Hint: North of [ZONE_OUTPOST MINES|Hidden Valley Mines] |
| SC_203358 | First Hint: North of [ZONE_OUTPOST MINES|Hidden Valley Mines]\nSecond Hint: West of [ZONE_MOONSPRING HOLLOW|Moongorge] |
| SC_203369 | First Hint: North of [ZONE_OUTPOST MINES|Hidden Valley Mines] \nSecond Hint: West of [ZONE_MOONSPRING HOLLOW|Moongorge] \nThird Hint: North East of [ZONE_DEADWOOD CAVERN|Dead Tree Cave] |
| SC_203371 | First Hint: North of [ZONE_OUTPOST MINES|Hidden Valley Mines] \nSecond Hint: West of [ZONE_MOONSPRING HOLLOW|Moongorge] \nThird Hint: North East of [ZONE_DEADWOOD CAVERN|Dead Tree Cave] \nFourth Hint: South East of [ZONE_DGN_WRETCHED_GROTTO|Barren Caves]\nMysterious Numbers: (50.3, 36.6) |
| SC_203371_1 | Cannot use item, must be at least level 10. |
| SC_203380 | This is not Captain Franzid's grave! |
| SC_203387 | Cannot use item, must be at least level 18. |
| SC_203414_1 | You do not have any [<S>203413|Unknown Seeds] to plant! |
| SC_203414_2 | You have planted the [203413|Unknown Seed] into the cultivation bag!! |
| SC_203433_0 | Looks like he is already heated up! |
| SC_203433_1 | These fire bombs are dangerous. Do not throw them around. |
| SC_203433_2 | Hot! Hot! |
| SC_203504 | This is not Captain Jit Luid's grave! |