| 1 |
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qst101101_msg0001 |
84 |
Some big-wig in Mor Ardain's put
a boatload of orders in and now I
don't even have time to scratch myself. |
| 2 |
|
qst101101_msg0002 |
84 |
All my furniture is made to order,
y'see... |
| 3 |
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qst101101_msg0003 |
84 |
I use only the finest Gormotti lumber to
make our customers' furniture-related
dreams come true! |
| 4 |
|
qst101101_msg0004 |
84 |
...Hm, actually, I haven't seen you lot
around here. Are you tourists? |
| 5 |
|
qst101101_msg0005 |
84 |
Any chance you might've seen
my son Pawli on your way here? |
| 6 |
|
qst101101_msg0006 |
84 |
Ah, OK... It's just that, normally he
should've come home by now... |
| 7 |
|
qst101101_msg0007 |
84 |
I asked him to run an errand for me,
y'see, and he's not back yet. |
| 8 |
|
qst101101_msg0008 |
84 |
He's just a kid, so I can let him off with
a little meandering, but sometimes you
can't help but worry, y'know? |
| 9 |
|
qst101101_msg0009 |
84 |
I tried negotiating some sort of
deadline extension with our Ardainian
client, but no dice. |
| 10 |
|
qst101101_msg0010 |
84 |
Not only that, they even threatened to
sue me for all I have if I don't make the
delivery... So I can't go looking myself. |
| 11 |
|
qst101101_msg0011 |
84 |
People these days, talking about
public order so much that they forget
basic human decency... |
| 12 |
|
qst101101_msg0012 |
84 |
Ah, beg pardon. There I go again,
mouthing off at poor travelers... Please,
pay me no mind. I'm sure it'll be fine. |
| 13 |
|
qst101101_msg0013 |
84 |
Oh? No, please, I couldn't
possibly ask you to... |
| 14 |
|
qst101101_msg0014 |
84 |
A-ah...
Well... Thank you, then. |
| 15 |
|
qst101101_msg0015 |
84 |
My boy Pawli was headed off to the
Waytree, I believe. |
| 16 |
|
qst101101_msg0016 |
84 |
I hope...you'll find him OK. |
| 17 |
|
qst101102_msg0101 |
84 |
My son hasn't come back yet... |
| 18 |
|
qst101102_msg0102 |
84 |
He was headed toward the
Waytree near Torigoth. I hope
you'll find him OK... |