South Sprawl

Well-spoken Girl: Vayne’s manner disgusts me. Laying a trap for the anti-Imperials as he did. Who knows who’ll be the next person to fall into one of his traps. I know there are many in Lowtown who would like nothing more than to see Rabanastre rid of the Empire. Hope they have an eye for traps…

Resolute Boy: I remember when you could get up to Westgate through that door, but it’s broken now… Bet the Imperials did that, too.

Samal: I can’t believe he’s still alive… Sorry, just talking to myself. Promise me something, would you? No matter how hard things might get, never give up. So long as you don’t give up, there’s still hope.

Awestruck Girl: See that man squattin’ down talkin’ over there? They say he used to be a sky pirate! He always seems so calm and in control. But there was this one time he seen someone, and his face went white as a sheet. You’d think he seen a ghost.

Traveling Merchant: One of my regulars had an unexpected guest drop in. Weird fellow, couldn’t quite place him… Anyway, you here to buy somethin’, kid? [shop menu]

Guileless Girl: Sometimes I play down in the alley what leads up to Southgate. Yep.

Layabout: So there was this weird man, and this group a tough-lookin’ guys came up and took him off somewhere. Smells pretty funny to me.

Fidget: Vaan, is that you? It’s been so long I hardly reco’nized ya! Did something happen?

Filo: Arr, Vaan! Haven’t spied you ‘round the city in a long time. Kytes and me were startin’ to wonder what happened to ya! You seem the same as ever. You here to see Old Dalan? We’re tryin’ to solve a mystery. There was this suspicious guy – er, bloke – before. We wanna work out who it is.

Guileful Boy: I saw some people pushin’ this scruffy-looking man around a little while ago. Looked like they didn’t want to be seen. What’s that all about? I just hope everything’s all right… Maybe Old Dalan knows somethin’.

Resigned Boy: If the Empire’s protecting us, it must mean they think we’re important enough to protect, right? Otherwise why would they bother?

Frustrated Man: I barely make enough to get by, but I should count myself lucky. Some of my friends, they can’t even find work.

Rabanastran (man in green shorts): After seeing the Imperials capture those thieves, it hit home how easily any of us in Lowtown could be rounded up and taken off, if they wanted to.

Rabanastran (woman in pink, blue and green traversing corridor): If you ever need to hear a kindly word, Old Dalan is always willing to give advice to those who ask.

North & South Sprawls

South Sprawl

Layabout: Filo’s always fussin’ at me to be more like Kytes… Hmph. I say everybody oughta be himself.

Fidget: Kytes loves helpin’ ya out, Vaan. It’s like the closer you are to a sky pirate, the closer he feels to being one too… or something.

Filo: Arr, Vaan! That door what Kytes could never open? He finally figured it out! He come lookin’ for ya to let ya know, but since he couldn’t find ya, he went back up to the storehouse to wait for ya there.

North Sprawl

Fussbudget: Hey, Kytes finally got that other door in the storehouse open. I think he’s waitin’ inside for ya, Vaan.

[When you open the door to Storehouse 5 you see…]

Kytes: Hey, Vaan! I finally worked out how to get the door on the left side open! I hope there’s somethin’ in there besides rats… I wanted you to go in first, so I waited for you to come before openin’ it. Well, that’s one of the reasons I waited… Thing is, I’m gonna need some special tools to open the door… Gonna need you to go fetch ‘em for me. I know, I know. Not the most exciting thing to do, is it? Heh, heh. I’m just messin’ with ya. I’ve got everything I need ready to go! Hang on while I open it…

(Fade to black.) 

Hmm, let’s see… Yeah, that should do it… Huh? 

Ungh. Urgh. Angh! Hrooph! 

(Fade back in on the same scene.) 

It’s open! Now we’ve got a whole ‘nother place to explore! Oh, and I almost forgot. Take these with ya before you go. No tellin’ what’s down there… might come in handy. 

[You obtain 2 Potions!] 

[You obtain 4 phials of Eye Drops!]

Kytes (x2): Don’t know what kind of monsters are down there, but nothin’ you can’t handle, I bet. Let me know what ya find!

Fussbudget: So Kytes finally got that door open, huh?

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South Sprawl

Filo: Arr, Vaan! Welcome to the Buccaneer’s Brigade! Come to tell us more stories about bein’ sky pirates? This scurvy bunch would rather hear about bein’ sky pirates than train for it. Maybe they need some trainin’ on walkin’ the plank…

Fidget: Filo’s had us trainin’ real hard. Bein’ a sky pirate’s a lot more work than I thought.

Layabout: Bein’ a sky pirate? Nothin’ to it! You just fly all over the place in your airship. So how come there aren’t as many real sky pirates anymore? These days, most of them what say they’re sky pirates are just a buncha thieves. Not me. I’m gonna be a real sky pirate! Yarr!

Dalan's Place

Dalan: Ahh, if it isn’t Vaan Ratsbane. Come for a tip on how to skewer something bigger and in armor? By the east gate?

Vaan: What, you already heard about that?

Dalan: Wise I may not be, but well-informed I am.

Vaan: They’ll get what’s coming to them someday, believe me. But that’s not why I’m here.

Dalan: Do tell!

Vaan: I want to know how to sneak into the palace. They’ve got to have some great stuff in there! Thought I’d partake.

Dalan: Not one to mince words, are you, boy. The Empire protects what’s hers. That means the palace and all the treasures inside.

Vaan: That’s why I’m gonna do it! To take back what’s ours!

Dalan: So our champion of the sewers aspires to noble action. Admirable. Perhaps I can help you. Ah, now that I think on it, there was a rumor, yes. A secret passageway into the palace vaults, a door, and a magicked stone to open the way.

Vaan: That’s it! This is exactly why I came to talk to you first, Dalan. So… where’s this, uh, magicked stone?

Dalan: Eh? Oh, I’ve had it for years. If I can remember where I’ve tucked it away…

Vaan: I’ve heard all I need. So this, uh, Crescent Stone. Can I have it? Then I can find that secret passage into the palace, right?

Dalan: Not much of a listener, are you… The Crescent Stone has lost its magicks. Without the power of a sunstone, it will be of little use.

Vaan: Right. So where can I get one of these sunstones?

Dalan: You seek Giza Plains. Speak with the nomads there. You will find your sunstone. Leave by Southgate and continue south. Their village is not far. There are like to be beasts on the plains, so be careful, m’boy.

Vaan: You don’t have to worry about me. I’ll be back before you know it.

Dalan: I need that sunstone, Vaan. You should start by talking to the nomads on the Giza Plains. If you leave by Southgate, their village is not far.

Rabanastran (woman in pink, blue and red standing at left of room): You may want to talk with the moogle from the Cartographers’ Guild in the Southern Plaza before you leave for Giza. It can’t hurt to have a map.

Rabanastran (boy in blue sitting at right): You goin’ to Giza Plains? Be careful!

[After walking out the door...]

Vaan: Let’s see, Giza Plains… Hang a right here, and I’m practically at Southgate. This’ll be easy.

South Sprawl

Filo: Arr, Vaan! Welcome to the Buccaneer’s Brigade! Come to tell us more stories about bein’ sky pirates? This scurvy bunch would rather hear about bein’ sky pirates than train for it. Maybe they need some trainin’ on walkin’ the plank…

Fidget: Filo’s had us trainin’ real hard. Bein’ a sky pirate’s a lot more work than I thought.

Layabout: Bein’ a sky pirate? Nothin’ to it! You just fly all over the place in your airship. So how come there aren’t as many real sky pirates anymore? These days, most of them what say they’re sky pirates are just a buncha thieves. Not me. I’m gonna be a real sky pirate! Yarr!

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South Sprawl

Layabout: Yeah, I’m takin’ my time, but I’m almost there anyway. Filo’s just up ahead. I’ll win easy.

Layabout (x2): I’m tired of training. I hate lettin’ Filo down, but I don’t really care about winning anyway. So I’ll just wait here until I lose… But what if everyone decides to give up?

Guileless Girl: Sometimes I play down in the alley in front of Old Dalan’s, but I ain’t supposed to go up to Southgate. Nope.

Guileful Boy: I don’t care how great they say this new consul is. They can’t fool me. I ain’t gonna sit back while they turn us into the Empire!

Resigned Boy: If the Empire’s protecting us now, how come we had to fight them before? It doesn’t make any sense to me.

Frustrated Man: Been thinkin’ of headin’ up to Nalbina, try and find a new job with the reconstruction. The pay’s good, but it’s hard work.

Somber Woman: My daughter won’t talk to me ‘less we come to some out-of-the-way place like this. Says it’s not right to the kids what lost their moms. Did the Empire invade so we would be forced to live like this?

Rabanastran (man in green and brown shorts): The shops around here have had trouble keeping goods stocked since the war. These days, the only merchant with much of anything is over in the courtyard.

Rabanastran (woman in pink, blue, and green walking from person to person): The children just love listening to Old Dalan’s stories. You can practically follow the sound of their laughter to his doorstep.

Rabanastran (man in blue and green sitting in courtyard holding his shoulder): (sigh) No money, no job… I’m bored to tears.

Traveling Merchant: Ain’t hardly sold nothin’ today. Can’t expect the likes of these to put up hard gil, though. Ah well, go on, have a look. [shop menu]

Rabanastran/Samal: Fighting against the Empire is all well and good, but it’s not enough. You’ve got to find something more to live for. A dream to follow. I don’t know what kind of world he’ll grow up in, but so long as there are people who follow their dreams, it can’t be all that bad.

Awestruck Girl: See that man squattin’ down talkin’ over there? They say he used to be a sky pirate! Don’t know if he was a for-real one or a for-fake one, though.

Fidget: Yo ho ho! I win! I beat everybody else to the courtyard! I even beat Filo here! Filo did say to meet in the courtyard... right?

Friendly Boy: I feel sorry for that guy sellin’ stuff in the courtyard. No one ever buys from him. I won’t let that happen to me. I’m gonna be rich!

Ex-Adventurer: You ever find yourself down in the sewers, watch yourself, boy. They’re crawlin’ with creatures. You especially want to watch out for elementals. Don’t linger in any one place too long and you should be able to avoid ‘em.

Resolute Boy: Who do these Imperials think they are, keepin’ us from goin’ where we wanna? Ya know whose fault all this is? That Basch, that’s who! Dirty traitor…

Well-spoken Girl: Do you think dreams really can come true? Or are they just a way for us to escape our troubles? The other day this scary-looking man told me we’d be taking our kingdom back soon. If that’s really true, then maybe it’s okay for me to dream, too.

Rabanastran (man in green, red, and blue): You ever wish there were more ways to get up to the city? Sometimes I feel claustrophobic down here.

Patient Boy: Vaan, is that you? Can’t remember the last time I saw you down here to visit Old Dalan.

Filo: Arr, Vaan! Here to see Old Dalan? I’m just waitin’ for my friends – er, mates – to show up. What’s takin’ them so long?

Jolly Seeq: Old Dalan was tellin’ me how this place was once a great storehouse. That explains the passage up to Southgate. Back when they were movin’ freight and caravans from Giza Plains through Southgate they must have needed doors this large to pass through. Pity this is the only one that still works.

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North Sprawl

Filo (with Layabout and Fidget): Arr, Vaan! Did ya go see the parade? Me? Are you kidding? Won’t ever become a sky pirate watchin’ parades. Gotta keep trainin’!

Today we’re trainin’ to hunt treasure! I’m gonna hide, and you have to find me. I’ll be somewhere down in the South Sprawl. Hop to it, mateys! Last one to find me’s a buckethead!

Deadbeat: Lowtown… yeah, I like Lowtown. You got your North Sprawl in the north, and… what was down south? Oh, right, the South Sprawl. That Old Dalan down there is somethin’ else. Get him talkin’, there’s no tellin’ when he’ll stop.

Private Residence: The door is tightly shut.

Rabanastran (woman near private residence): See that house on the corner? Well… it’s empty now. You see, the man who’d been living there recently passed away. He had fled from Nabudis during the war, the poor dear. If I’m not mistaken, that seeq laughing in the shop just across the way was his landlord.

Demented Merchant: You’ve come to make a purchase… yes? Oh, my apologies. My store has no ware fit for children, I’m afraid.

Impoverished Man: Back before the war, I led a fine life up in the city. But I refused to bow my head to the Imperials, so they took everything I had and forced me to live here in Lowtown.

Caring Woman/Milha: My husband died protecting me and my son during the war. I’m only glad that I survived. Not for myself, but for our child. No one should have to grow up alone in a world like this.

Rabanastran (man sitting against wall across from Milha): Migelo keeps all the provisions for his shop over there in Storehouse 5. You shouldn’t be pokin’ around in there. It’s locked for a reason, y’know.

Fussbudget: No fair! No fair doesn’t even – Aww! She got tossed into the air at the parade! I wanna be tossed in the air too!

Storehouse No. 5: The door is locked.

Kytes: Hey, Vaan. You here for some more rat hunting? The door’s open and ready to go. I still can’t get that door on the left open, though. Old Dalan said it led someplace really important… can’t wait to see what’s inside!

Yeah, open it up.
No, not right now.
>If you say so.

Kytes (x2): Hey, Vaan. You need inside again?

Yeah, open it up.
No, not right now.
>If you say so.

Traveling Merchant: Business’s been mighty slow. Help me out and buy somethin’, would ya? [shop menu]

Dalmascan Patriot: A new Imperial Consul? What difference does it make? I don’t care if they send the Emperor himself, Rabanastre belongs to Dalmasca.

Cynical Boy: “City’s off limits till further notice!” That’s all they said before lockin’ us down here. No explanation, nothin’. Little while ago I heard it was ‘cause there was a parade for some important person from the Empire. What did they think we’d try to do?

Rabanastran (light blue seeq sitting against wall next to child): Breaks me heart, all these poor orphans. It’s a hard life for them. Try ‘n’ keep it under your hat, but there’s a band o’ folks workin’ to free Dalmasca right here in Lowtown. Still, if it means war, I’ll pass.

Careful Listener: The grown-ups told me all about how come we have to live underground. You wanna hear?

Sure, why not?
>They told me we all used to live above ground. My house was up there, too! But I don’t remember. But then there was that war against the Empire two years ago, and Dalmasca lost. So that made us be under control of the Empire, too. Then when the Imperials come to Rabanastre, they ordered everybody to move down here. The Imperials let us do what we want, I guess, they just won’t let us live where we want. Something about keepin’ their control on us. You wanna hear the rest?
>>Sure, go ahead.
>>>But it’s not totally impossible to live up in the city, even for us Dalmascans. It just takes a whole lotta money. Way more than I got… It’s not all bad in Lowtown, though. At least there aren’t any Imperials down here. Hmm… maybe they stay out just so we’ll think it’s better down here than it is. I mean, if somethin’ happens, it’s a lot easier for them to round us all up if we’re already rounded up. It makes sense, doesn’t it? The grown-ups say I’m just bein’ pair annoyed, whatever that means. Sorry for talkin’ so much. I done listened to everybody to learn all that!
>>No, that’s okay.
[end conversation]
No, thanks.
>Aww, and I done did my best listenin’ ever to find all that out. Oh well, maybe next time.

Rabanastran/Balzac: …

Laughing Seeq: What’s so funny? Oh, I was just thinkin’ back on the Consul’s speech, see. So many sweet words, I’m like to get a toothache. (snort) Hah!

Demented Merchant: Come in! Come in! I’ve many fine blades on display. Forged each and every one m’self! Look them over… but they’re not for sale!

Kindly Girl: The South Sprawl is at the bottom of the map, and the North Sprawl is at the top. That’s how maps always are, y’know.

Watchful Seeq: This poor fellow here lost his son in the war. He’s built up so much hatred over the years, not tellin’ what he might do.

Rabanastran/Northon: The Consul can talk all he wants, he’ll never fool us down in Lowtown. We remember who it was what brought down Dalmasca.

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