Trader: I’ve come ‘cross the Estersand to stock up on a few things. Now I hear some beast’s appeared out there attacking desert wayfarers. You defeated the creature? Really? You must be tougher than you look. Well, guess there’s no need to worry about the trip back now, is there.
Rabanastran (woman sitting in Gatsly’s stall): My husband spent almost every last gil we had on a shipment of new goods for the shop, hoping to keep the customers coming. But there’s a creature wandering the desert that’s been keeping traders from getting through to the city. My husband’s been so worried that something will happen to our shipment, he’s practically boarded himself up in the tavern.
Rabanastran (woman in pink and tan with headscarf): The Bazaar is one of the few places in Rabanastre where people can go to let off steam. Hopefully, the new consul won’t do anything to change that.
Traveler: I never imagined Rabanastre to be so delightful! And with Lord Vayne ruling the city, it’s sure to prosper as never before!
Headhunter: I was hunting the Rogue Tomato, but someone else got to it first. Don’t know who, but I’m none too happy ‘bout it.
Busy Messenger: I’m runnin’ an errand for the boss. He works us like dogs, that Montbla – er, boss.
Rabanastran (man in white, yellow and brown): I’ve heard people talking about some easy way to move around the city. You’d think it would be running now that the guard is back to normal…
Patient Bangaa: The parade’s really bringin’ ‘em out, innit? Put my friend here in a foul mood. Says he don’t care to be pushed, pulled, and or pressed.
Troubled Woman: I didn’t go to the ceremony. I just stayed here, thinking about how things used to be…
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