Tone indicators will be written like this: {tone}        e.g.     {stressed}    ,    {frantic}     etc.

Short character descriptions will be displayed below for the voice actor to grasp an idea of how each character should sound:

Bricot (M) - Very panicked and stressed out. Obivously because his ship is on flames. Should be spoken with uncertainty and panic. 
Marden (M) - Stoic, judgemental, and somewhat of a boss figure. He should have a belittling tone as he always tries to one up people.
Gawrick (M) - Very intelligent, a business man of sorts. Friendly and leader-like.
Office Manager (M) - Managerial (obviously), supposed to be spoken with a red-neck/bogan type tone, using improper grammar etc. 
Representative Ernold (M) - Displaying a high level of incompetence, however he does have some common sense and reasoning. Not a complete idiot.


[1/1] Bricot: ...Level 79...please. {Down}

[1/4] Bricot: Aaah what am I gonna do what am I gonna do what am I gonna do what am I gonna doooo! There’s no way I can solve this... {Panicked}
[2/4] Bricot: Wh- HUMAN! No, no, no! I don't need a demolitions service! The airship downing over my house has done that enough- Hey, wait! {Panicked}
[3/4] Bricot: You all are a reckless lot, aren't you?! You can run through some burning wreckage, right? That isn't above your paygrade, right?! RIGHT?! {Angry}
[4/4] Bricot: Go through my house to the wreckage! Find any survivors you can! They might...I don't know! I don't know if they'll help but it's all I can think of right now! {Hasty/Panicked}

[1/1] Bricot: Go through my house to the wreckage! Find any survivors you can! They might...I don't know! I don't know if they'll help but it's all I can think of right now! {Hasty/Panicked}

//At a time like this, inspecting someone's bed seems like a poor use of your time. 
//They're dead. Looks like one of them got hit by the cannonball.
//Seems like they were the only people manning the ship.
[1/6] Bricot: Okay Bricot, your house is a loss, but...don't panic... Don't panic. Please tell me the crew is- {Abate}
[2/6] Bricot: ...urgh. I didn't want that sentence to end with DEAD! Aaagh, this is a disaster!! {Intensify}
[3/6] Bricot: My farm's ruined, there's no good help- Hey, don't give me that look, I know what happened with Tolem! {Aggressive}
[4/6] Bricot: ...wait, that smell...that's sulphur. The airship engines don't use sulphur! {Confused/Perked-up}
[5/6] Bricot: Gah, it didn't BREAK down, it got SHOT down!! Isn't the government going to DO something about all these mercenary groups?! {Panicked}
[6/6] Bricot: Wait, what am I saying, there's a human here. Okay, new favor- go to the mercenary camp to the south there and do us ALL a favor, huh? Do what you do best! {Hopeful}

[1/1] Bricot: Look- I don't think I'm asking the world here, human. Just go to the mercenary camp to the south and wreck some shop! They're clearly a danger- so go on! Direct that carnage! {Direct}

[1/1] Bricot: Oh thank goodness it was a only a mail ship! {Glad}

//You've broken through sturdier barricades before. A spell will knock it down easily.
[1/1] Marden: Round up, fellas! There's an uninvited guest barging in! {Demanding}

[1/7] Marden: ...figures that you lot would be able to crack our defenses, huh? Alright, out with it. What do you want? {Direct/Demanding}
[2/7] Marden: ...Oh, is that all? Somehow, for someone who chopped through my men like a knife through paper I'd have expected more of a demand. {Despirited}
[3/7] Marden: We were hired by an anonymous benefactor to shoot down the airship. Frankly, it was a ridiculous job- could've been done far cleaner. {Informative}
[4/7] Marden: The fellow wanted the mail being transported. Said we could take anything else that was left in the ship. But shooting it down only put everything at risk! {Explaining}
[5/7] Marden: All the cargo, all the correspondence, it could've easily gone up in flames. I don't think the fellow was thinking straight- they just really wanted that airship downed. {Explaining}
[6/7] Marden: Didn't even notice the great big hole in the sack they put the letters in. There’s stray papers all over the ground. We have confidentiality with them, but... {Justifying}
[7/7] Marden: At the same time, I've got my money, and they're an utter fool. If you want to catch them, follow the papers on the ground. I certainly won't stop you. {Direct}

[1/2] Marden: Our employer ran off with the mail, completely ignoring the fact that the mail sack had a massive hole in it. {Informative}
[2/2] Marden: If you want to catch them, follow the papers on the ground. I certainly won't stop you- The fool's money is as good as spent. {Mellow}

[1/1] ???: If you've got business with us, you can knock on our hastily-constructed barricade like a civilized person. /$Marden {Direct}

[1/11] Gawrick: Oh, dang. Almost had it that time. Maybe the flux is out of sorts- Yes, of course! Need more Squirmle Residue to deal with that... {Scientific-esc}

[2/11] Gawrick: Quick, hand me the pliers! ...what? Yes, I know you aren't my assistant, but you've got two strong arms! Blessings of babylon! Pliers are easy to hand over, right? {Rushed}
[3/11] Gawrick: Uh, buddy? This is a paper. Yes, there's writing on it, I see that, but what does that have to do with stabilizing the flux? Come on, think! {Confused}
[4/11] Gawrick: ...wait a second, this is my handwriting. Hey, this was supposed to be in Ahmsord two days ago! How in harbledee did you get this? {Confused/Shocked}
[5/11] Gawrick: The ship got shot down? That's no good. Could probably...wait, the Squirmle Residue would be perfect for this! A gel-based reinforcer, the cannonballs would bounce right off! {Distracted}
[6/11] Gawrick: Wait, focus on what's in front of you, Gawrick... The spell scroll isn't there...so. Hmm... Well, not to sound like a conspiracy theorist, but it might just be the work of the airliners. {Refocussed/Explaining}
[7/11] Gawrick: It's a longshot, though. That scroll detailed a spell that allowed for unlimited teleportation. It could really compete with the airliner business on convenience alone! {Skeptical}
[8/11] Gawrick: At the same time, though... The airship representatives control the ships. It's in the job description. Why would they shoot down the ship instead of just filching the mail? {Explaining}
[9/11] Gawrick: Well, it's a place to start! Why not talk with the airship representatives? They've got an office behind the customs desk in the airbase. {Informative}
[10/11] Gawrick: It wouldn't make a whole lot of sense if they were behind it, so I'd just as soon scratch it off the list. Now watch in amazement while I instantly teleport you to the office! {ostentatious}
[11/11] Gawrick: Juuuust as soon as I grab the pliers...er, oops! Hand slipped! Um, hands and feet INSIDE the dimensional bridge please! {Muffled-up}
[1/1] Gawrick: Why not talk with the airship representatives, see if they know what's going on? They've got an office behind the customs desk in the airbase. {Suggestive}

[1/4] Office Manager: ...need something? The representative, huh? {Busy}
[2/4] Office Manager: No, it's been a while since Ernold's shown his face. He's in his office- said to not have anyone bother him. {Casual}
[3/4] Office Manager: So, you're out of luck. You'll probably not catch him today. Especially since he looked so frantic- when he gets like that...whoof. {Casual}
[4/4] Office Manager: And, please don't try and sneak in and bother him either. I got my ears boxed last time someone got by me. {Warning}

[1/2] Office Manager: Look- It's like I said. Representative Ernold is busy having a freakout in his office. It's a very "do not disturb" situation. {Casual}
[2/2] Office Manager: Please don't try and sneak in to bother him either. I got my ears boxed last time someone got by me. It was very unpleasant. {Warning}

[1/1] Office Manager: Look, I just don't want to get in trouble. Can you please not go in there? {Begging}

[1/1] Office Manager: ...come on, buddy. Why you gotta did that. {Upset}

[1/1] Office Manager: ...might not be my business to ask, but what's a human got business at a villager airship customs office for? {Curious}

[1/5] Representative Ernold: STUPID! SCROLL! LET GO OF MY HAND! {Angry}
[2/5] Representative Ernold: Why is this activated just by shaking it?! And why’s it covered in this sticky residue?! {Confused}
[3/5] Representative Ernold: Wait, it- it’s you! Garni! Help me out! This maniac’s spell scroll is forcing me to teleport!! {Aggressive}
[4/5] Representative Ernold: I can’t grab the scroll without getting zipped away! You have to catch me and grab the scroll!! {Annoyed}
[5/5] Representative Ernold: PLEASE! I've been stuck like this for five hours! Grab the scroll off me! I promise a pay rise if you do!! {Desperate}

[1/1] Representative Ernold: GWEH! You almost got it! But it's even worse now! Once more! Grab the scroll off me!! {Desperate}

[1/9] Representative Ernold: Urp...hrk...guhh. Th-thank you, SO much, Garni- {Grateful}
[2/9] Representative Ernold: Wait! You aren’t the office manager! How did a human get in here?! {Shocked}
[3/9] Representative Ernold: ...oh, perfect. I’ve been rumbled, I see. Fine- at least let me say my piece here, alright? I had good reason for this! {Casual}
[4/9] Representative Ernold: For one thing, Gawrick’s a damned maniac! This is clearly a danger- he’s too erratic to trust his inventions! {Upset}
[5/9] Representative Ernold: For another, this was supposed to be a scroll of teleportation with no drawbacks whatsoever. Supposed to be, being the key words. {Informative}
[6/9] Representative Ernold: Do you have any idea what that would do to the airship industry? It’s a nice thought surely, but think about how many people work in this airbase alone! {Casual}
[7/9] Representative Ernold: There’d be thousands jobless! I told him not to mail that scroll over, and I thought he’d listened! Then I heard him bragging in the street, and...well, I panicked. {Expressive}
[8/9] Representative Ernold: I’ll admit, hiring the mercenaries to shoot down the ship was hasty of me. But that scroll can NOT be made into a public commodity! Even if it’s stable, which is ISN’T, it could ruin peoples’ livelihoods! {Justifying}
[9/9] Representative Ernold: I’ll relinquish it to you- I can tell you’re expecting it. Maybe he’ll listen to you...oh, what am I saying. Gawrick only ever listens to those voices in his head- or whatever drives his damned insanity. {Suggesting}

[1/7] Gawrick: Oh, so it WAS the airship people? What in the hell possessed them to shoot down their own ship then?! {Confused}
[2/7] Gawrick: Pah. That Ernold doesn’t know a good idea when he sees it. As though anyone REALLY enjoys the airline food! {Casual}
[1/1] Gawrick: Okay, so if I can get some squeezings from the Kanderweeds then maybe that'd work as the dairy substitute! It's just as poisonous if you're lactose intolerant anyways! {Jokingly}

[3/7] Gawrick: ...huh. It activated by shaking the paper? That wasn’t supposed to happen. Did I put in too much Nimbuseeker rain...? {Confused}
[4/7] Gawrick: Well, looks like the ink got shook right off the paper, so it's useless anyways- and the notes I'd sent with the letter are missing too. Guess it's a secret lost to the ages now, cause I can't remember how it worked now. {Forgetting}
[5/7] Gawrick: Ah well. I figured out how to transmute wine into cheese while you were gone anyways, so I've got a good money making racket going anyways! {Excited}
[6/7] Gawrick: ....mneh. I don’t really care about a small man like him. I won’t bother with the police on this one. It technically isn't on his hands anyways, but we’ll just let him try and sleep with that on his head. {Casual}
[7/7] Gawrick: Hey, maybe you can help me out in another way! I had a DIFFERENT idea for teleportation scrolls anyways. Here- come upstairs if you'd try 'em out for me, wouldja? {Friendly}

[1/1] Gawrick: If you ever want to try out more of those experimental teleport scrolls, just come on upstairs! {Friendly}