North Sprawl

North Sprawl

Laughing Seeq: Word on the street is Vayne’s gone back to Archadia. Word has a way of travelin’ fast, but then, words ain’t nothin’ but wind. 

Balzac: Sorry, but I can’t let you back inside. Outsiders such as yourselves would only be in the way.

Rabanastran (blue seeq sitting beside child): Them sluice gates down in the Garamsythe Waterway got some special device what controls ‘em. Drain the water off, you can walk the waterway into deep places you couldn’t reach otherwise. Couldn’t figure out how to work it all, m’self.

Dalmascan Patriot: The village in the Estersand is one of the few places we can go to escape the burdens of the city. I find the peace and quiet refreshing.

Cynical Boy: Plenty of people out there are happy, so long as there isn’t a war. Well, if this is peace, I don’t see what’s so great about it.

Kytes: Hey, Vaan. Haven’t seen you around much lately. Workin’ on somethin’ big? Can’t wait to hear more about it! You don’t have to worry about me and the others. I’ll watch after everybody.

Fussbudget: No fair… She said she had a dream she saw Princess Ashe. How come I never have dreams about the Princess?

Rabanastran (sitting next to black bangaa outside Storehouse 5): I hear there’s a stair down to the sewers through Migelo’s storehouse, but you shouldn’t poke around down there. It’s dangerous, boy.

Northon: Watchin’ Filo and her friends play at pirates reminds me of when I was a kid. We’d run around pretendin’ we were real sky pirates – had a secret hideout and everything. Things were so much simpler back then.

Watchful Seeq: I can’t let my eyes off this poor fellow for one minute. Little while ago he got himself all worked up over his son, went runnin’ off into a wall.

Impoverished Man: Everything I owned was confiscated after the war. Now I’m forced to live out my miserable days here. Suffering here because of the Empire, I feel I’m more of a Dalmascan than I ever was before. Ironic, don’t you think?

[For Milha and related dialogue, see “” in the Clan Primer section.]

Deadbeat: Lowtown… yeah, I like Lowtown. You got your South Sprawl in the… where’s the South Sprawl? Just let me lie here and think…

Angry Woman: Don’t you find it strange that the Empire lets us lead such normal lives? With the exception of living in this dungeon, of course. Are they waiting to use us in some sinister plot? Are we tools of the Empire? Are we their hostages? Just who do they think they are?

Well-spoken Boy: I’ve heard a rumor that the Imperial fleet was destroyed, but it’s hard to be happy about it. Think of all the poor people who must’ve died.

Vexed Father: I’ve told her a thousand times not to play outside, that it’s dangerous, but she goes anyway… To be honest, some of the places she’s been, I’m a little surprised. She made it to the Salikawood the other day. Said there were moogles there. Heh.

Furious Bangaa: Grrah! That son of a cockatrice! Who!? Vayne, that’s who! Know of anyone else gone runnin’ back to Archades with his tail between his legs? You know why he’s left, don’t you? Too scared to stay and face us, that’s why! Well, what can you expect from these Imperial pretty boys.

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Vexed Father: My daughter won’t listen to a word I say. Before I’d say “behave like the knights of the Order,” but after what Basch did, that’s out of the question. In fact, I was just tellin’ another fellow this as he passed – had a tangle of a beard, filthy clothes – he just let out a sigh and kept walkin’.

Rabanastran (tan seeq walking around open area in east): Licenses aren’t just for equippin’ new weapons and castin’ new magicks, y’know. They can also make you a better warrior. Take the Remedy Lore licenses, for instance. Each one of those you get lets you use a remedy to cure more and more ailments. Not bad, eh? Probably best to strike a balance between licenses for equipment and magicks, and those with more direct, if not subtle, effects.

Well-spoken Boy: We live at the whim of the Empire. If the mood takes them, they can force us to do whatever they like. The masters of our destiny.

Angry Woman: What’s that? I’m a little on edge, at the moment. How can anyone relax, forced to live in a place like this? You heard about the ambush Vayne set for those thieves, I’m sure. If we get on the wrong side of some Imperial, the same will happen to us.

Deadbeat: Lowtown… Yeah, I like Lowtown. You got your South Sprawl in the south, and… where are we again? Oh, right, the North Sprawl. Saw a man scoldin’ his daughter over near the stair to the East End the other day. Don’t know why I remember that…

Rabanastran (woman in white with hat near Milha): Look, over there by the door. Do you not see Milha crouched there? What might have happened? That is the house where the man from Nabudis had lived but it has lain empty for some time now. I have recently heard tales of a... a ghost sighted not far from here. Might it have something to do with that?

Milha: The poor little guy. What am I going to do?

Furious Bangaa: Pah and fie! Blast those Imperials! They may say we’re all citizens good and proper, but not all citizens are created equal, apparently. Whenever there’s been mischief, “round up the lizards by the tail,” they say. Us? Lizards!? Bah!

Wandering Woman: Before I realized that the North and South Sprawl met in two places, I ran around in circles for hours. But not today! I have my map. Due south from here and I can take the passage up to Southgate. I think I find my way better with a sky above me…

Rabanastran/Northon: I saw a real familiar lookin’ man walk past just a while ago, and it’s killin’ me I can’t remember who he is. Had an unkempt beard… you know him?

Impoverished Man: Back before the war, I led a fine life up in the city. (snort) I hate to think of them using my wealth to strengthen the Imperial army.

Rabanastran (man in blue sitting against wall near Storehouse 5): The Imperials smashed the lock on Migelo’s storehouse back when those thieves snuck into the palace. It’s been open ever since.

Fussbudget: No fair… She saw Vayne arrest those thieves, and I didn’t get to see a thing! She didn’t see who they caught, though. All those Imperials kept gettin’ in the way.

Dalmascan Patriot: People have high hopes for Vayne, but I’d say they’re being rather naïve. It takes more than well-meant words to rule a city.

Cynical Boy: The people that live up in the city don’t care what happened before, so long as they’re good and comfortable now. Vayne tells ‘em what they wanna hear, and they eat it up. He probably has ‘em goin’ on about how great he is already.

Rabanastran (seeq sitting next to boy): Vayne, Vayne… Oh, that new consul what just come? The whole lot are the same to me. (snort)

Laughing Seeq: What’s so funny? Just saw a man with a beard you wouldn’t believe! Didn’t look half bad on him, neither. (snort) Hah! A refugee, maybe… who can say? Had a few other people circlin’ him in. They disappeared down the halls up north.

Balzac: Look, uh, now isn’t the best time, okay? Things are a little… tense. If you need something, come back in a little while, once things have settled down.

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Furious Bangaa: Fie and pah! Blast those Imperials! Headin’ up to the city, I was – the right of any proper Dalmascan – when… SLAM! Gates shut in my face! I can’t fathom what it is they expected us to do had we gotten up there… Must be hidin’ away the rubbish lest we offend the good Consul’s nose.

Wandering Woman: Excuse me, do you think you could tell me where Old Dalan’s house is? Of course, the South Sprawl. I never have a map when I need one. Just keep heading down this passage, right?

Water-watcher: Didya know this water all comes from a biiig river in the Dalmasca Estersand? It runs right through Lowtown on down into the sewers. I heard there are ghosts livin’ down in those sewers, too – waaay deep inside in real hard-to-get-to places.

Vexed Father: I got stuck up in the city when the Imperials sealed off Lowtown. Which would be fine, if it hadn’t meant my daughter missing the parade. She’s been throwin’ a fit, goin’ on about how it’s not fair I got to see it but she didn’t . She’s got to understand, we have to do what the Imperials say.

Rabanastran (tan seeq wandering open eastern area): Wasn’t easy convertin’ Lowtown into someplace livable. (snort) I remember when it was nothin’ more than a maze of storehouses. Just look at these hangin’ rugs, for example. May not be much, but they help make the place a little more homey.

Well-spoken Boy: Grown-ups never cease to amaze me. When we first moved down to Lowtown, they said they couldn’t live in such a place. Now they pay it no mind. I don’t know if they’re just being brave, or strong… Or maybe they’ve just given up.

Angry Woman: Angry? Of course I’m angry. Isn’t it obvious? Living down here the past two years, watched by guards whenever I go to the city… Sure, they let you move up there if you have the gil for it, but who has that kinda coin? I’m not sure how much more of this I can stand.

Demented Merchant: Time was, I had a shop up in the city. Look what they’ve driven me to. Breaks my heart to think about it.

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