The Cloudborne

City Parijanah (talking to patrons at table): Pardon. As you can see, I am occupied. If you have a question, you may ask another parijanah, please. This said, all the parijanah here are off duty, I should hope.

Shop Clerk (woman in green and pink top walking around): Hanta… I am so busy! It is because of that lazy Magu! He is that seeq in his cups and out of his wits by the barrel there. He is paid for this!?

Shop Clerk (moogle with green pom-pom): Care for some Bhujerban Madhu? It’s a local favorite, kupo! Oh, wait, you’re far too young, kupo. Come back later! Much later!

Cloudborne Patron (man leaning against wall talking to woman sitting on barrel): If you seek posted bills for hunting marks, you can find them on the board at the far end of the tavern, bhadra. Would you make a name for yourself? Then you’d do well to check there early, so another does not hunt all the marks before you!

Cloudborne Patron (woman sitting at table with two others): The Marquis supporting a resistance against the Empire? It is best not to speak of such nonsense in a place like this, bhadra. You never know who might be listening.

Cloudborne Patron (man in orange-brown shorts sitting at table with woman): When the Imperials were here, it was hard to relax and enjoy a cup. Now, I can drink to my heart’s content. As it so happens, my heart’s quite thirsty.

Cloudborne Patron (light blue seeq at bar): Have you tasted the spirit known as Bhujerban Madhu? It is a local favorite! Only reluctantly do we allow outsiders to drink it. Especially not boys! Come back when you are a man grown, and we shall see then.

Magu: Harrum? Melisa call for me? Kah!? A resist-er-rance? Mmrrrph. (snort) What’s that? Is it good eatin’?

Cloudborne Patron (moogle with yellow pom-pom): Oh, I’m here to meet a friend, kupo! But… he’s nowhere to be seen. I’m thirsty!

Melisa: Welcome to the Cloudborne, traveler, where all Bhujerba comes to forget the worries of the day. I’m the taverner, Melisa, at your service. Sit down, rest your feet, boy… Kah? A resistance? Crazy! All right, who gave this boy here a sip of the madhu?

City Parijanah (in blue jacket, talking to Melisa): A resistance against the Empire, bhadra? Surely, there are many in our city who dislike the Empire, yet the Marquis has ever remained neutral. Were such a group to form, why, they would all be arrested with due haste, I think.

Cloudborne Patron (man standing at bar talking to woman): There are many who believe that Bhujerba might defy the Empire with economic superiority, bhadra, but I disagree. Were the Imperials to block off our trade routes, the city would starve. It is an undeniable fact.

City Parijanah (talking to red bangaa): Begging your pardon, bhadra, but I am off duty, you see. Kah? An organization? His Excellency the Marquis Ondore against the Empire? Many big words, bhadra. Can you say this again, ten times, fast?

City Parijanah (leaning against bar with arms crossed): If it is directions which you seek, bhadra, ask another parijanah. I am off duty. Kah? A resistance against the Empire? Please, I am in no mood for such japery today.

Timorous Bangaa: Hold it, friend. Hrrm? A “Resistance”…? Bah! Nothing of the sort here, traveler. (Why do I always get the odd ones…)