Travica Way

Bhujerban (man in turban and green shorts walking outside aerodrome): For hundreds of years, our magicite mines have made Bhujerba very rich indeed. Her history and culture are more than a match for Archadia’s!

Bhujerban (woman in white): The airships often pass beneath this bridge. How often I have seen a great Archadian warship pass and wanted to throw a stone down at it.

Bhujerban Sainikah: Last night, the 8th Fleet of the Imperial army docked here, along with the flagship Leviathan. That many ships… in one fleet of how many?

Bhujerban (man in red, blue, and green talking to woman): Is it true that Captain Ronsenburg lives? If that is so… why, it would mean Marquis Ondore has deceived us! He is in league with the Empire!

Bhujerban (woman in white sitting on wall next to her son): Did you see the great fleet come from Archadia? My son, he rejoiced to see so many airships at once. But I… I was frightened.

Bhujerban (tan bangaa traveling up and down slope): That Marquis, he’s no fool. So why does he let the Empire station soldiers here? Sure, there’s not many of ‘em, but you ask me, even one’s too much.

Bhujerban Sainikah: You have the look of a man who loves architecture. You have seen the great wings of magicite that unfold from Marquis Ondore’s estate? They are a symbol of our prosperity, made by special means known only to our builders.

Archadian Wayfarer: Ondore’s residence? It’s up these steps here and to the left. Though a commoner such as yourself isn’t like to be granted admission. Not when Imperial citizens are being turned away!

City Parijanah: Svagatam, traveler! Welcome! I am a parijanah, a guide. May I be of assistance? Haa… it is you. You are aware that His Excellency’s ties to the organization are not public knowledge. Please, be discreet. Good journey to you, bhadra.

Street Kid: Amba, she always says the raksas Diabolos will come and take me away to the mines. When amba and tatah were little like me, the Diabolos came and took away all the children with hats. Now, it sleeps among the stones, they say. It is a silly story.

City Parijanah: The armorer just over there is the finest in Bhujerba. I highly recommend a visit, bhadra. You may find something out of the ordinary. Good travels to you. And, young Captain Ronsenburg, please, try to remain as discreet as possible.

Bhujerban (woman in white sitting on crates outside Targe’s): Is it true that Captain Ronsen-boori-boori – I cannot remember the name – the captain thought dead is, in fact, quite alive? I recall quite clearly at the end of the war the Marquis announcing that this captain had, indeed, been executed. Very odd.

Bhujerban (man sitting on crates outside Targe’s): My wife, she goes often into this shop of weapons. For many hours, she does not come out. We have no need of so many weapons!

Bhujerban Sainikah: No, it is not a hard life here, bhadra. The guides, the parijanah, they help the travelers find their way. We merely stand and are content with peace.

City Parijanah: Svagatam, traveler! I am a parijanah, a sort of guide to our wonderful city. Down this slope lie the Khus Skygrounds, a beautiful vantage point befitting of a skycity. And… I beg you to remain discreet about our operations here. Good journey to you, bhadra.

Bhujerban (tan bangaa walking around outside magickery): Sounds like the Imperial fleet’s weighed anchor at last. Never seen such an armada as that… Good thing we’re not at war with them.

Bhujerban (man in green and brown shorts leaning against wall): I give the Marquis credit for not bowing to the Empire… but he should know that if they wanted it, Bhujerba would be theirs or no one’s… just like Nabradia…

Bhujerban (moogle with green pom-pom sitting on crate outside magickery door): If we moogles weren’t keeping the mining machinery here running, Bhujerba’s economy would founder! That’s why we’re privileged citizens here, kupo.

City Parijanah: That magickery has only recently opened its doors, you see, but already it is quite famous. The staff there are all most pleasant. Take care that the girls there do not fill your head with murkha rumor and gossip. Good journey to you, bhadra.

Archadian Wayfarer: To tell the truth… I’m quite lost. I suppose I could speak to one of these guides, but it is quite beneath me to ask provincials for assistance…

City Parijanah: Traveler! May I be of assistance? Haa, it is you! I trust your days of making… trouble are ended? If you have time, may I suggest seeing the sights of beautiful Bhujerba? For example, down this slope you will find the Khus Skygrounds, a most recommended scenic spot. Good journey to you, bhadra.

Street Kid: Tatah works in the mines, but today he has off. We will play all day! Yes, quite a lot!

City Parijanah: Svagatam, traveler. Down the stairs to the west you will find the Khus Skygrounds, scenic pride of our Bhujerba. …Might I also remind you to keep your knowledge of our organization to yourself. Good journey to you, bhadra.