chapters/CH_07/quests/main_story/CH_07.csv
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| kind | key | player_text | string_status | voice_register_ref |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| chapter | CH_07 | Tamil Nadu and Kerala: The Blade Nobody Could Buy | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B01 | Up out of the dry country and there it is: a whole city built in rings around the goddess Meenakshi. Doors here might open twice. Go in the way people go in. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B02 | Stone door-guardians stand either side of the gate and nobody hurries past them. Come to the threshold steady, carry what it puts on me, and the inner court opens. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B03 | Muthu Asari folds a steel the whole world buys. Vaidya Kandan grinds leaf and mineral into cures. Both said come back tomorrow. Two benches I can come back to. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B04 | Carry the smith's billet north to Thanjavur. Granite the height of the sky, one crowning stone set without mortar, and a guardian at this door too. Enter it right. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B05 | Guruji Achuthan grades the pit rung by rung: bare forms, the long staff, the curved otta, then blades. Velli Amma flatters nothing. He named a fourth grade once. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B06 | A hundred and seven marma points on the body, where a life can be stopped or mended. Guruji teaches both hands of it, and asks without asking which one I mean to be. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B07 | A man is in the pit today, trained to that fourth grade. Guruji says he means nothing cruel by it; here a stranger is weighed edge to edge. Meet his forms clean. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B08 | He is not adding attacks, only tightening the same ones. Answer every strike with the right defense. He is not counting my skill. He is reading something else. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B09 | Last round, and he is leaving the killing line open on purpose. Whatever I am turning into, he is going to see it in the fighting. Choose what he carries away. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B10 | A healer turned those same marma points to murder, and there are people in a back room who cannot move. Stop him before he finishes the last one, and get them moving again. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B11 | North into the hills, up one of Murugan's six. The demon the god was born to end still leans on this climb. Hold against the weight and put it down as they tell it. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B12 | A peacock at the summit, the sign of that old defeat, born of the demon split open. It took a long look at me and did not follow. Not today, then. Sit a while. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B13 | Eighteen masters still alive in hidden places, they say, and owned by nobody. The one they called Bogar passed me on the spice road and was gone. It steadies me. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| beat | CH07_B14 | Guruji Achuthan put a sealed letter in my hand, asked me to carry it and not open it, and said nothing more. I cannot read one mark on it. The coast road runs east. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| fork_option | FORK_CH07_A:0 | Fight it honest all the way, and when the last opening is mine, lower the blade. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| fork_option | FORK_CH07_A:1 | Win the bout. Give him nothing else to read. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| fork_option | FORK_CH07_A:2 | Win it however it has to be won. He can think what he likes afterward. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| fork_option | FORK_CH07_A:3 | He leaves the killing line open. Take it. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| fork_option | FORK_CH07_B:0 | Climb it the way this hill is climbed, and face the thing the way they tell it. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| fork_option | FORK_CH07_B:1 | It is in the way. Put it down and keep climbing. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| fork_option | FORK_CH07_B:2 | Force the hill. Let the old thing come and see which of us tires first. | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| site | golconda_deccan_trade_node | Golconda, where diamonds and steel share one scale | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| site | kerala_kalari | the kalari, the pit with the sunken floor | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| site | madurai_meenakshi_temple_city | Madurai, the city in rings around the temple | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| site | palani_abode_hill | Palani, one of Murugan's six hills | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| site | thanjavur_brihadeshwara | Thanjavur, the tower crowned with one stone | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| site | western_ghats | the Ghats, the wet spice highlands | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |
| site | wootz_forge_and_herbalists_room | the forge and the healer's room | voice_passed | REGISTER_TAMIL_MALAYALI |