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![]() by ArtePiazza for Nintendo Wii |
Landroll Administration Center |
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| Ancient Ruins ***: I see you received permission to come here from the Chief of Fonthene. ***: The Ancient Ruins are to the north. ***: To the east are the Deadlands. The Meditation Tower stands there but you'll need a key to enter it. ***: You shouldn't go in that direction if you do not have the key. ***: What? The Holy Spring had dried up!? That's impossible... Copoona: Hey, the entrance is here but there is a statue blocking it. Copoona: Let's find another way in. Copoona: What's going on? Did something happen to that statue? I've got a bad feeling about this... Poleena: This can't be the only lever, can it? Let's go back to the entrance and look for the other ones. Copoona: Hey, that was some sound! Poleena: I have a feeling that sound means it worked! Let's go guys! ***: So the water from this Holy Spring has finally dried up... ***: Now I can finally enjoy myself. ***: I don't know how I managed to stay cooped up in this dark, dingy cave all this time. ***: Alright... I want my bed and sofa prepared... ***: ...but it looks like we have some guests... ***: Hahaha... I knew it was you. ***: You do know who I am, don't you? ***: It's so cute of you to be so honest, but it matters not whether you know me... Babushca: I am Babushca, ruler of this planet. Babushca: I am the handler of the sacred energy... in the past anyway... Babushca: I have been chosen now to take over this planet, no, this universe with the dark energy. Babushca: I actually don't have any time to waste playing with you children. Babushca: Forgive me, but I must go now. Babushca: Hahaha... Make sure you take care of them. ***: Yes, lady Babushca. Babushca: Hahaha... Rogues: Thanks to you, lady Babushca is in a foul mood... Rogues: We're in for it later... You will pay for this! Rogues: You pesky brats... Rogues: I'll give you a sample of what we always have to go through! Copoona: We did it, Opoona! But what can we do about the dried-up spring? Poleena: Oh, you're such a worry wart! Poleena: There might be some treasure around this spring. We should take a look around. |
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