And so the gods decide a pile of ruins would be an excellent place to drop me. Ah, yes, not just a pile of ruins, but a pile of ruins with a rather large, rather vicious monster roaming about making life harder on all of us. Where's a hunter when you need one?
Or, should I say, where's an airship when you need one? As absolutely charming as this
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New York? Never heard of it. But I doubt you'll have heard of Archades or Rabanastre.
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You're right. I haven't. Take it you're not from around here?
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It's too bad that even in another world, there ain't humans who can keep themselves out of it.
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I'd appreciate tact in keeping that quiet, by the way. I dunno, I guess you sounded like the type who'd get it.
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Keeping it quiet? That I can do. Of the many things I possess, I'd like to think that tact is one of them.
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