chapters/CH_08/quests/main_story/CH_08.csv
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| kind | key | player_text | string_status | voice_register_ref |
|---|---|---|---|---|
| chapter | CH_08 | Swahili Coast: The Ocean That Hides | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B01 | They call Binti Hassan nakhoda, captain, and her hull is sewn together with cord, not nailed. She asks nothing about the cloth over my ears. Learn the stitch. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B02 | Kilwa buys and sells in a language of its own. Mutota came in off the gold road inland, Li Wen off the porcelain sea. Stand in the market until I can hear it. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B03 | Binti Hassan will teach me the kusi and the kaskazi, the two winds this whole ocean keeps time by. Stay long enough to earn a bench that is mine to come back to. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B04 | Ships are going down marked. The waganga, the coast’s own healers, say one mchawi on Pemba works harm for pay, and that it is no craft of theirs. Sit with them. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B05 | The fishermen name the thing in the coral a shetani, and they are not wrong to. Somewhere in the monsoon’s turn this reef lets a hull past. Be on it when it does. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B06 | The waganga bring the ngoma, the drum that faces such things. Hold the line they ward while it works, break the mchawi’s grip on the shetani, and get the crews home. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B07 | Men have come into the kaya, the forest the elders keep. Move the elders’ people out along the old paths, then put the intruders back out the way they came. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B08 | Abdallah bin Rashid knew my face before I opened my mouth. Not by my ears — by a description that reached this harbor ahead of me. Being hidden is not enough now. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B09 | His ship is running for open water behind a screen of escorts, with the rigging alight. Get through them, get a line across, and get myself onto that deck. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B10 | There are people locked in the hold under our feet, and he fights over them like they are cargo. Take the deck. Then decide what I am willing to leave down there. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B11 | He is not finished — the same cuts come back with something under them, and he chose all of it with his eyes open. Break him on the deck, or put the hold in front of him. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B12 | Amara reads the letter at last. It is in the writing from home, and it is not only mine: someone else has stood where I did, and it is spoken out on these lanes. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B13 | North, then, and Binti Hassan is not coming. She gave me a bench, a trade, and no questions. Whatever I mean to do about that, do it before the tide turns. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| beat | CH08_B14 | A ship is loading north, the way the letter points. The reef runs clean, the bench keeps, and I go with what happened on that deck still sitting wrong in me. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| fork_option | FORK_CH08_A:0 | Break the hold open. Get every one of them off this ship — there are people at Kilwa who will take them in. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| fork_option | FORK_CH08_A:1 | Leave the hold shut. They are proof of what he is, and that is all I need them for. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| fork_option | FORK_CH08_B:0 | Tell her I am coming back, and leave something of mine aboard until I do. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| fork_option | FORK_CH08_B:1 | Tell her I will be back sometime, and leave it at that. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| fork_option | FORK_CH08_B:2 | Go down and say goodbye, and make her no promise I might not keep. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| fork_option | FORK_CH08_B:3 | Take what she has put by and be gone before the dawn call. | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| site | coral_reef_hazard_zones | the wrecking reefs | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| site | dhow_open_sea | the open sea under sail | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| site | kilwa_kisiwani | Kilwa, the coral-stone island | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| site | mijikenda_kaya_edge | the edge of the kaya forest | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |
| site | pemba | Pemba, where the healers gather | voice_passed | REGISTER_SWAHILI_MIJIKENDA |