Jahara

War-chief Supinelu: So, you will leave.

[Vaan nods.]

War-chief Supinelu: Take this as a token of our parting.

[You obtain a Recurve Crossbow!

You obtain a quiver of Onion Bolts!]

War-chief Supinelu: If you would ride a chocobo, you may. I have spoken with the moogle. She will not charge you for your first use of the chocobos. Take care on the road ahead. Should it lead back to our land, you are welcome guests. Spirits of the land watch over you.

Banks of the Sogoht

Garif Warrior (on crystal’s side): The War-chief has spoken with the chocobo keeper. He has asked that you be allowed to ride for free. You travel to Mt. Bur-Omisace? Perhaps you will go by chocobo, then! Ah, the holy mountain… East of Ozmone Plain, through the jungles of Golmore, and across Paramina Rift it lies. I wish you a safe journey.

Garif Warrior (on Gurdy’s side): My grandfather told me once that in the jagd to the south of our village, there lies a great forest where the Mist swirls thick. There lives a great wyrm of the earth… How did that story go?

Lull of the Land

Garif Warrior (on bank near two sparring partners): The garif dislike needless use of force, yet when battle comes to us, we face it as warriors must.

Garif Youth/Asdalu: The Golmore Jungle to the east of Ozmone Plain is an ancient place that suffers no entry by Man. The wood has a mind of its own. It thinks. Often did the Great-chief tell me to avoid its boughs and winding paths when I was young.

Warrior Guromu: So the hume-child who came here was your companion. This is why he came to ask the same thing, I see now.

Old War-chief Kadalu: Kerwon, by its very nature, does not welcome Man. Your journey, I fear, will be fraught with difficulty. I pray for your good fortune.

War-chief Supinelu: Mt. Bur-Omisace lies far to the east. It will be a long journey to its paths. Walk softly, for in foolhardiness lies doom.

Garif Herder (standing in front of shack by nanna pen): I am told that you entered our village with permission of the War-chief? This is most unusual, for he does not take to outsiders. Quite stoic, that one! Hoh! It is his strength, and his weakness. I am afraid it is the weak side that shines most brightly of late.

Warrior Hsemu: The Great-chief is across this bridge. Walk softly.

Garif Herder (talking to another near bridge to Elderknoll): On your way here through the plains, you must have spied the cave entrance? This is the way to Zertinan Caverns, and a place to avoid. Many fell creatures dwell within the caverns. Even our most hale of warriors find it difficult to enter the deepest reaches.

Geomancer Yugelu: The stick you gave to our War-chief has the power to ward off evil things. Our War-chief fights against a great monster, possessed of immense power. May that wood grow in his heart and make him strong.

Garif Elder: To the garif, magicite is most holy. We have worshipped the Stones since the beginning of time, and their tale is told in our legends. Yet, there is much we still do not know. What is this nethicite? Its very name speaks of dark power, yet it is a mystery to us.

The Elderknoll

Garif Elder (sitting and talking to two others): The jungles of Golmore are ancient, little changed since the earliest times. I have heard that a wyrm lives there, a legendary creature from the time of the gods.

Garif Elder (standing and talking to two others): There are many foul creatures in the lands around our village. They trample the herbs of the plains, and taint the magicite veins with their presence. It is perhaps more than our warriors can ever hope to handle. Yet we must do something.

Garif Elder (talking to another): To the east of here lies Paramina Rift. On days when the snows are heavy, the creatures known as elementals can be seen there. Take care, for they are quite dangerous, and unfond of Man.

Garif Youth: Hrm? Do you find my mask odd? You may look upon it all you wish, yet I will not take it off, lend it, or sell it. All garif receive a mask the day they are born, not to be removed until the day they die. This has always been our custom.

High-chief Zayalu: I am sorry we could tell you nothing about the nethicite. Still, you are welcome to visit our village again. Our War-chief has warmed to you considerably.

Great-chief Uball-ka: You go to Mt. Bur-Omisace, yes? There is one in the village selling provisions. You might speak with him.