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Typos in BG1 NPC v20

29 September 2012 - 12:12 PM

I'm going to report some potential typos for BG1 NPC v20 in this thread.

bg1npc_tmp.tra:

@2
I have expressed interest to my 'father', and he had promised to include me within the operations along the Sword Coast.

had -> has
(7x) Reiltar -> Rieltar (which would match @575)

@9
Grants profeciency in Sword and Shield style while equipped.

profeciency -> proficiency

@65 = ~This shield has have been through many battle - and lost every one.~

has have -> has
battle -> battles

@312 = ~Mithril Ring~

Mithril -> Mithral (The GTUL in the BG2 Fixpack changes this for vanilla game. I would suggest a change in this mod as well for consistency)

@313 = ~A ring is a small band of precious metal that is used as jewelry. At the first glance this appears to be a simple silver ring, but any Dwarf could point out a good dozen of qualities, that would tell you that the ring is made of mithril, also called 'truesilver', and many other names besides. This remarkable metal is supple and easy to work. It can be polished to shimmer like silver that never tarnishes, and it is stronger than steel. While not enchanted yet, it might be only a matter of time. Sorcerers like mithril artifacts, due to the superior durability of this metal. It might be worthwhile to hold on to the ring.~

(2x) mithril -> mithral

@361, @362
Proficiency Type: Blunt Weapons

Blunt Weapons -> Club

@392 = ~Coran presented you with these bunch and assured you that these flowers were given to him by the Twelve Months.~

these bunch and assured you that these flowers -> this bunch of flowers and assured you that they

@480
This is your engagement ring Ajantis gave to you. The ring is Ilvastarr family treasure. It is ornamented in rather a plain way, with only a few elaborate decorations around a light-blue gem.
->
This is the engagement ring that Ajantis gave to you. The ring is an Ilvastarr family treasure. It is ornamented in a rather plain way, with only a few elaborate decorations around a light-blue gem.

@575
All the markings are there, and it would explain Gorion's curiosity of my studies, as well as <CHARNAME>'s being mentioned in the prophecy.

<CHARNAME>'s -> <CHARNAME>

@630
To make that posssibility less likely, Winski commissioned a nabassu to build an amulet that would ward off evil creatures long enough to gain control of them.

posssibility -> possibility

p#brlt.tra:

@111 = ~'Tis an old legend, <CHARNAME>. Some say a great battle and bold unravelled on that shore, and the pack of greater seawolves devoured a tribe of sahaugin, fish creatures. The werewolves succeeded in driving off the interlopers, but, in their own turn, were hunted and killed by my people. Others insist that a great warrior of some renown challenged the beasts' leader to a fight, and killed him in a fair battle, making the remaining wolves scatter.~

the pack of greater seawolves -> a pack of greater seawolves
sahaugin -> sahuagin

@181 = ~Let us go, then, friend. You've relieved my heart of its deadly weights yet again, and I am most grateful. *winks* Methlinks that hour of inspecting your hammer is not far away.~

weights -> weight
Methlinks that -> Methinks the

@267 = ~Gods do not rule our lives in every detail, 'tis true. But they have the power to change one's life from within, if one opens up to then. I dedicated myself to Tempus, and thus my soul sparks with his divine grace and greatness. ~

then -> them

@302 = ~I am afraid we have different idea on beauty. 'Tis a crucial difference.~

idea -> ideas

@306 = ~That will be not needed, Branwen. I prefer to admire you with my eyes.~

be not -> not be

@307 = ~I see it as a challenge. I am going to prove you that I have fine knowledge of the science of tender passion, and of its linguistic applications.~

prove you -> prove to you

@409 = ~And that gnome stood by your side and done nothing...~

done -> did

@489 = ~'Tis a bad example, <CHARNAME>~
@490 = ~Bad example indeed, <CHARNAME>~

<CHARNAME> -> <CHARNAME>.

@502 = ~My thoughts turned to our current path, and I found it barren and unsatisfying. Not your path, surely. Your destiny is bright and promising, and foes flee your wrath in most disgraceful and hurried manner. 'Twas my failures I was repulsed with, for I neglected my duties greatly. I no longer revel in righteous battles, and neither do I seek proving myself in Tempus's eyes. I spend hours awake stroking your hair and dreading the moment you stir, because it would mean another march, and another battle. I have come to fear death, while months before, every day was a fine day to die.~

Tempus's -> Tempus'

p#ciflirt.tra:

@0 = ~*You open your eyes. The dawn is nearing, but the sky above you is still dark, and dotted with a myriad of shining stars. The air is laden with sleepy calm. For a moment you lay, listening to the silence and wondering what had woken you... A strange foreboding... not one of foes coming from the darkness, or the restless dreams of late, but a feeling that something wonderful is afoot, and you would be a fool to sleep though it. On nights like this, the Magical Weave of Toril seems to be as tangible as your own body. Not a sound touches the forest canopy.*~

lay -> lie
though -> through

@3 = ~*Slowly Coran lifts himself on tip-toe and stretches upward. His calves bulge from the effort, but the movement is as natural as the swaying of the reeds. Unheard song pushes him along and, as if barely containing himself, Coran dances in small steps, then breaks free and runs. Three times he stops, each time for an ever more passionate and long fuette. He is the wind, the cruel wind, that blows away the mists of the night. Then, he is a bud again. Waving gracefully with his torso as the song’s pre-dawn wind blows, he opens up to the sun. To the real sun... for the first pale-green light invades the sky.*~

fuette -> fouetté

@49 = ~Are you trying to tell me that kissing a heiresses to the Lord of Murder is titillating?~

a heiresses -> an heiress

@226 = ~*This night you dream of a carnival, wild fun, music and wine pouring out on the streets. Masked and dressed in bright finery, you dance in the crowd, and man after man vies for your attention, and merry kisses and laughter. One of your suitors looks taller and most tireless than the rest. It's to him that you send not-too-subtle glances from behind your feathered mask, the glances he eagerly returns. The night promises to be long, and the morning will find you feeling the familiar excitement of taking a new lover.*~

your attention, and merry kisses and laughter -> your attention, merry kisses and laughter
most tireless -> more tireless
the glances he eagerly returns -> glances he eagerly returns

p#corlt.tra:

@31 = ~<CHARNAME>, <CHARNAME>, I hope that one of those day you shall abandon your scowl for a smile. It would suit you nicely.~

those day -> these days

@147 = ~*smile* If you do feel so strongly, my friend, than a few short days... or weeks... or even years should change nothing.~

than -> then

@189 = ~I prefer to stay off the roads all together. I do not want to walk in the tracks of the others.~

all together -> altogether
in the tracks of the others -> in the tracks of others

@288 = ~Were I a slave in Mulhorand, once a day I would catch a glimpse of your sandals while protrating myself on the marble floor at your feet, and I would be the happiest man in Mulhorand.~

protrating -> prostrating

@345 = ~*A plump serving wench giggles over something Coran is whispering to her. Her hoop earnings dangle, and she presses her palm to her abundant bosom. "You’ve always been such a kidder, Master Coran!" she exclaims, but eagerly settles herself on Coran’s lap. Coran wraps his arm around her waist, and an easy smile curves his lips. The elf shares a cup of wine with her, and licks a few spilled scarlet droplets from her skin. Suddenly he lifts his head and searches the common room with his gaze, frowning worriedly when he does not see you where he had last left you. Coran suddenly gets up, and with a charming grin and quiet words he slips a few coins down the maid’s bodice. Then he leaves, and the woman stares for a few moments after him, with a surprised expression on her face.*~

earnings -> earrings
see you where he had last left you -> see you where he last left you

@346 = ~You follow Coran to his room. The door is not locked, so you take a look inside.~
@347 = ~You spend the rest of the night drinking, brooding and giving dark looks to the plump wench.~
@348 = ~You take your leave of the common room and hit the sack. Love or not, this day was trying, and tomorrow is also likely to test you to your limits.~

Need to add * to the beginning and end of the lines.

@355 = ~Yes. Unless you’d share my cold blankets, <CHARNAME>. *sighs heavily* Do not expect me to apologize. I am not made of mithril! *smirks* Besides, it was you who showed up in my head, uninvited and bare-naked, and destroyed a perfectly nice fling.~

mithril -> mithral

@435 = ~That’s quite... large. Whatever happened that it became but a patch of greenery betwixt the human Empires build on the sand?~

build -> built

@690 = ~Does it matter tonight? Let tomorrow find it’s own answers. Here and now... the grass is like silk, and the silence will allow us to hear every sigh, every caress and every-~

it's -> its

@719 = ~Yes, I can see that. Makes me wonder what my is place among your priorities? Tenth? Twentieth? Oh, do not bother to reply.~

is place -> place is

@826 = ~<CHARNAME> of Candlekeep, daughter of Gorion, I love you. My love will not fade, and to you alone my heart is given. No matter what should transpire on my lonely walks, they will all end by your campfire. You arms, beloved, are my home, and by your side I will stay. By the stars and the sun and the twelve winds so I, Coran Sullussaer swear.~
@827 = ~Yes, sit... *kneels by your side* <CHARNAME> of Candlekeep, daughter of Gorion, I love you. My love will not fade, and to you alone my heart is given. No matter what should transpire on my lonely walks, they will all end by your campfire. You arms, beloved, are my home, and by your side I will stay. By the stars and the sun and the twelve winds so I, Coran Sullussaer, swear.~

You arms -> Your arms

@850 = ~*What’s the matter? What’s the matter?! I... I am ready to give you everything, and you peer at barmaids!~

*What’s -> What's

@1110 = ~Oh, cap it. Plenty of are base-borns raised high in human society. Why, even in your own Tethyr, there was a half-elven bastard Kymer who succeeded King Alemander II or some such.~

Plenty of are base-borns raised high -> Plenty of base-born rise high

@1121 = ~Hey, what this sigh’s for? I think I know what you need, fireheart.~

what this sigh’s for -> what's this sigh for

@1261 = ~You are right. I will start thinking on what I’d want to do, rather than wondering across the land and slaying everything I perceive as an enemy.~

wondering -> wandering

@1285 = ~That’s my girl! *Coran kisses you on your cheek first, than on your lips... and again...* Sweetling, do not you think that it’s long past time that we... erm... halted for rest?~

kisses you on your cheek first, than on your lips -> kisses you on the cheek first, then on the lips

@1354 = ~Yet, you insisted that I something... good. I was lucky that it was you by my side that day or, as the Seldarine know, I would have acted like a selfish brat.~

I something -> I should do something

@1424 = ~The next thing I knew, I was standing in the middle of the busy street in Baldur’s Gate, hugging a strange woman who sobbed into my shoulder. In a moment, she wiped her tears away and straightened. You met Yago... he was quite apt at devouring the very last shred of happiness from his wife. Brielbara was determined to snatch out of his jaws whatever she could. Rarely have I met woman who plunged into an affair with such decisiveness and passion.~

met woman -> met a woman

@1440 = ~On the second thought... will 1000 gold suffice?~

On the second thought -> On second thought

Bugs and typos for v14

18 May 2012 - 06:23 AM

The folders below seem identical. Should one of the folders in the pairs be removed?

tob\banters\kivanofshilmista-kulyoktiax and tob\banters\kivan-kulyoktiax
tob\banters\kivanofshilmista-kulyokxan
and tob\banters\kivan-kulyokxan

Also found some potential typos.


Spoiler

Typos in v20

24 March 2012 - 01:35 AM

Some potential typos in v20.

english.tra:

@201,@306,@308,@310,@312,@407,@1601
THACO -> THAC0

@407
Proficiency Type: Bow Weapons

Bow Weapons -> Short Bow

@409
Proficiency Type: Small Sword

Small Sword -> Dagger

@411
Proficiency Type: Spear

Spear -> Halberd

@413
Proficiency Type: Blunt Weapons

Blunt Weapons -> War Hammer

@415
Proficiency Type: Blunt Weapons

Blunt Weapons -> Quarter Staff

@417
Proficiency Type: Large Sword

Large Sword -> Bastard Sword

@419
Proficiency Type: Large Sword

Large Sword -> Long Sword

@421
Proficiency Type: Small Sword

Small Sword -> Short Sword

@606
Invisibilty -> Invisibility

@708=~Nay, Minsc, we should respect <CHARNAME>'s judgement. We owe him much. Fare thee well, I shall be safe here and we will meet again before long.~

him -> <PRO_HIMHER>

@1306,@1307
Proficiency Type: Small Sword

Small Sword -> Dagger

@1307
weapon,however -> weapon, however

@3035= ~We'll you don't have to. I don't need you back yet.~

We'll -> Well

@4118=~More realistic wolves and wild dogsS~

dogsS -> dogs

@15034,@15035
setup-scsii.exe -> setup-scs.exe

Adalon's Blood Bugs/Typos

04 February 2012 - 02:17 PM

Noticed some minor things in the tra-files for v10.

silberdrachenblut.tra:

@19 = ~I should go back in the Drow city?! Your illusion has ended and they are hostile!~

in -> into

@57 = ~The silver dragon blood for the armor of the skinner.

I have resolved to rather kill Adalon to get her blood, because I did not feel like returning to Ust Natha. (Today, I am again delightfully malicious...)~

I have resolved to rather kill Adalon to get her blood -> I have resolved to kill Adalon to get her blood

@78 = ~I have there a few friends who would like to speak with you. Well, not so much 'speak' as kill.~

I have there a few friends -> I have a few friends there

Might also want to capitalize Aboleth and Helm as that isn't always the case in the files now.

Typos in Coran's Friendship Mod v3

29 January 2012 - 06:14 AM

Looked through the tra-files and noticed the following:

p#coranft.tra:

@41 = ~And if they did, you would not admit it seeing how your reputation of a thief depends on it. ~

of -> as

@111 = ~Mmgh, Coran, I don't want to listen any more of it.~

listen any -> listen to any

@208 and @209

The part "three hungry wolves that should have though better off next time when they decided that you were just the thing for a spot of breakfast" doesn't make sense to me.

@220 = ~It's brunets that I fancy. ~

brunets -> brunettes

@225 = ~Ah, the blue-haired elven maidens and bald Thayvian wizardesses?~
@231 = ~Ah, the blue-haired elven maidens and bald Thaivyan sorceress?~

Thayvian or Thaivyan?

@281 = ~Are you sure your arch-enemy is not an erinys or a succubus?~
@289 = ~Ah, my kindred spirit! Yes, turning the deadly match into a match of passion... Are you sure your arch-enemy is not an erinys or a succubus?~
@290 = ~Who's talking about killing?! I am thinking about turning the deadly match into a match of passion... Are you sure your arch-enemy is not an erinys or a succubus?~

erinys -> erinyes

@362 = ~I'm not fond of anything that implies that I must to something. I prefer to want to do it.~

to -> do

setup.tra:

@3 = ~Coran's Extended BG Friendship Talks, v1, October 20, 2007~

Maybe the version should be removed here. As it is now the weidu.log reads:
~CORANBGFRIEND/CORANBGFRIEND.TP2~ #0 #0 // Coran's Extended BG Friendship Talks, v1, October 20, 2007: v3