City Parijanah (standing beside the Timorous Bangaa): If it is directions which you wish, bhadra, ask another parijanah. I am off duty. I am always off duty, you say? Is this a problem?
Cloudborne Patron (man leaning on bar, speaking to woman): Have you seen it, bhadra, the giant Leviathan? And the Empire has many more like her. Bhujerba could not hope to war against that.
City Parijanah (one with the blue jacket at bar): Do you know the biggest fools in Bhujerba? It is the Imperials, bhadra. You see, many of them are country folk from Valendia. Haa, the prices our vendors charge them! It is quite humorous… Of course, if they took too much, it would cause problems. This is why we recommend some restraint.
Cloudborne Patron (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. Of course, now the Imperials are here buying it up, there is little left for us! Kastam!
Shop Clerk (woman in green, pink, and brown walking around): Bhujerban Madhu, you want? Well, keep searching! Those Imperial murkha have taken every last drop, bhadra! And Magu, does he work? No! Hanta…
Shop Clerk (moogle with green pom-pom): We’ve quite run out of Bhujerban Madhu, kupo… So very, very sor – Erm… you’re too young to drink anyway, kupo! And there I was apologizing…
Cloudborne Patron (man in white shorts speaking to woman sitting on barrel): If you seek posted bills for hunting marks, you can find them at the far end of the tavern, bhadra. Be warned: there is much competition. Why, I have even heard of camps where hunters gather who think such marks sport! Professionals, they are.
City Parijanah (talking to woman sitting at table): Though I do not know for certain, the day will doubtlessly soon come when I am to leave here and join our organization’s efforts elsewhere. Before that day, I would have an answer of my love…
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