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Most of the stuff is worthless, save for what looks to be a weapon! It's old and rusty, but a gun is a gun, and you aren't complaining!

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	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="NEBULA_LEECH_AMPERE_CONVERSION"]/choice[@req="unique_tyrdeo"]/text	(Tyrdeo) Recruit an Ampere.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="NEBULA_LEECH_AMPERE_CONVERSION"]/choice[@req="unique_tyrdeo"]/event/text	Tyrdeo hails the center. "Hello. It's your president. I'm leaving the sector to travel the galaxy, and I would like some backup. Is there any of you who will come with me?" The center sends you an Ampere right away who seems enthusiastic at the opportunity to travel out of Leech space.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="NEBULA_LEECH_AMPERE_CONVERSION"]/choice[3]/text	Ignore the Conversion Center.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="NEBULA_LEECH_AMPERE_CONVERSION"]/choice[3]/event/text	You shouldn't risk contact with them unless you have a Leech, anyway.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="NEBULA_LEECH_AMPERE_CONVERSION"]/choice[3]/event/choice[1]/text	Do something onboard the ship.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="NEBULA_LEECH_AMPERE_CONVERSION"]/choice[3]/event/choice[2]/text	Do nothing.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//textList[@name="TEXT_LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/text[1]	It's only here in Leech space that you could expect to find immense volumes of garbage littering the cosmos. This beacon is abandoned save for all of the trash, so perhaps you could take advantage of it?
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//textList[@name="TEXT_LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/text[2]	Several large chunks of debris almost collide with your ship, but fortunately you're able to swerve out of the way. Looks like the nearby region is littered with space trash left behind by the Leeches.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//textList[@name="TEXT_LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/text[3]	A black bag filled with toiletries and used food wrappers splatters on your windshield. Disgusting, but it looks like the rings of garbage all around this system might contain some hidden treasures.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/choice[1]/text	Salvage some of the junk.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/choice[2]/text	Do something else aboard the ship.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/choice[2]/event/text	You've decided to use this beacon for a short reprieve instead.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/choice[2]/event/choice[1]/text	Do something onboard the ship.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH"]/choice[2]/event/choice[2]/text	Do nothing.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH_SEARCH"]/event[1]/text	Looks like most of the trash is just scrap, except for a few fuel cells that must have been discarded on accident.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH_SEARCH"]/event[2]/text	Most of the stuff is worthless, save for what looks to be a weapon! It's old and rusty, but a gun is a gun, and you aren't complaining!
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH_SEARCH"]/event[3]/text	Looks like all the trash field has to offer is some measly scrap. Nevertheless, it's still something.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/text	Looks like a Chrysolic mission has been established nearby by the Theocracy. The permission to build these outposts was part of their trade to support the president against the revolution. It seems even the Inquisition couldn't stop the insurrection, but nevertheless these missions are littered around Leech space.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/text	Visit the mission.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/text	The moment you step aboard, you're greeted by the unpleasant musk of unbathed Rock clergymen and Leech bile. You manage to supress the vomit rising in your throat, but catch a few strange looks from the residents.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/choice[1]/text	Purchase a Crystal weapon from their shrine.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/choice[1]/event/text	You honestly didn't expect the Rockmen to part so easily with their prized Crystal tech, but apparently money surpasses all else.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/choice[2]/text	Recruit one of the clergy to work aboard your ship.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/choice[2]/event/text	Most of the Rockmen scoff at your offer, but one of the younger priests seems more than eager to go with you. Once on your ship, he attributes his quick change of heart to the smell.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/choice[@req="LIST_CREW_ROCK_FAITHFUL"]/text	(Theocracy Crew) Request repairs and supplies.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/choice[@req="LIST_CREW_ROCK_FAITHFUL"]/event/text	The spiritual always seem to provide help for those of their own kind, though you don't suppose they would be so generous if your Rockman revealed he no longer served the Theocracy.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[1]/event/choice[4]/text	Leave before the stench kills you.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[2]/text	Attack!
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[2]/event/text	You draw your weapons and engage.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[2]/event/choice/text	Continue...
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="LEECH_MISSION"]/choice[3]/text	Ignore the mission.

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	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_MINERS_ATTACK"]/event[1]/text	As it turns out, the settlement's defenses are a lot weaker than you first expected. They barely make an effort to fight back - instead handing over some supplies.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_MINERS_ATTACK"]/event[2]/text	As it turns out, the settlement's defenses are a lot weaker than you first expected. They barely make an effort to fight back - instead handing over some supplies.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_MINERS_ATTACK"]/event[3]/choice/text	Continue...
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_MINERS_ATTACK"]/event[3]/text	In response to your attack approach, the settlement has dispatched a ship to retaliate!
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_MINERS_HAIL"]/event[1]/text	The settlement ignores your repeated hails. You suppose that's a sign not to linger any longer.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_MINERS_HAIL"]/event[2]/text	It appears the settlement is low on resources, having been forgotten thanks to their excellent camouflage. They offer to trade.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_MINERS_HAIL"]/event[3]/text	The settlement is friendlier than you expected. They promise to help with the Rebel fleet once they pass through this stretch of space.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH_SEARCH"]/event[1]/text	Looks like most of the trash is just scrap, except for a few fuel cells that must have been discarded on accident.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH_SEARCH"]/event[2]/text	Most of the stuff is worthless, save for what looks to be a weapon! It's old and rusty, but a gun is a gun, and you aren't complaining!
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//eventList[@name="LEECH_SPACE_TRASH_SEARCH"]/event[3]/text	Looks like all the trash field has to offer is some measly scrap. Nevertheless, it's still something.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/choice[1]/event/choice/text	Continue...
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/choice[1]/event/text	The strange vessel seems to be a battleship of some sort, bearing the paint of a Leech general. You can't look at it for long however, because an Ampere vessel has spotted you and assumes you're hostile!
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/choice[1]/text	Follow the ship.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/choice[2]/event/choice[1]/text	Do something onboard the ship.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/choice[2]/event/choice[2]/text	Do nothing.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/choice[2]/event/text	It's far too risky to get any closer to the conflict. You put as much distance from yourself to the other fleet ships as possible.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/choice[2]/text	Leave.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET"]/text	Curiously, a fleet of Eargen ships have congregated here as they're fired upon by revolutionary vessels. It's an unfortunate skirmish to get caught in, until you spot an unusually decorated craft flying among the ships.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET_WIN"]/choice[1]/event/choice[1]/event/choice/event/text	"Exactly my point. That exuberant, dimwitted moron carries with him a shiny golden crown and fancies himself king, yet he has done nothing but lead our kind into even greater turmoil. If you do not fight for Tyrdeo, and are most certainly not of the Rebellion, then I figure you must be Federation in some respect. This skirmish is only a minor one - soon, we will reconvene at Tyrdeo's mansion where he is hiding, and seize the Republic. If you stand for the same liberties as the Federation claims then I hope you will join us." Alkram transfers over some coordinates and immediately goes back to focusing on his crew.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET_WIN"]/choice[1]/event/choice[1]/event/choice/text	Crown? I thought Tyrdeo was president.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET_WIN"]/choice[1]/event/choice[1]/event/text	The Leech pauses, and his two eye slits squint tighter than normal. "You look too high standing to be an agent of that purple parasite. My introduction is irrelevant, so I will spare you the details. I am Alkram Tripae, former general of the Eargen Republic under leadership of President Oertiss during the Federation-Mantis War. Now, in my old age, I have taken to ensuring the stability of the crown by ridding it of its current incompetency."
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET_WIN"]/choice[1]/event/choice[1]/text	We have no idea who you are.
	data/events_sector_republic.xml$//event[@name="ALKRAM_MEET_WIN"]/choice[1]/event/choice[2]/event/text	You have no idea who this Leech is or why Tyrdeo wants him dead, but hell if you don't enjoy some senseless murder.

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