7.45 follow-up (#99)

* Update cn

* 7.45 follow-up
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0,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_1","That's some cliff, ain't it? Ye'd never get cargo up an' down that thing without this great bloody mess o' wood an' pulleys."
1,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_2","A collection o' freight companies banded together to come up with the Skylift ye see here. I guess ye could call me the “face” o' the operation."
2,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_3","Not that I wield aught more authority than the next bloke, ye understand─with Limsa bein' a place built on the ways o' pirates, every bleedin' act is decided by a vote."
3,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_4","So my job is settin' up meetin's an' presidin' over the votes. The grease on the wheels, as it were."
4,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_100_4","Some days, I'd sooner be drivin' one of them wagons, an' gettin' some <Emphasis>real</Emphasis> work done."
5,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_5","This operation was set up after the Calamity cracked the very ground, an' raised a cliff clear across middle La Noscea."
6,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_6","Ye might rely on cargo ships for deliveries along the coast, but the folk living inland still need our wagons to get through."
7,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_7","This scaffoldin' ain't sturdy enough to hold a fully laden wain, so the ideal solution would be to collapse a section o' the cliff an' make us a ramp. 'Course, no bugger has the time or the resources for that sort of undertakin'. For the time bein', we're stuck usin' what we have."
8,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_Q1_000_1","What will you ask?"
9,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_1","What do you do here?"
10,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_2","What kind of place is this?"
11,"TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_3","Nothing."
0,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_1,"That's some cliff, ain't it? Ye'd never get cargo up an' down that thing without this great bloody mess o' wood an' pulleys."
1,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_2,A collection o' freight companies banded together to come up with the Skylift ye see here. I guess ye could call me the “face” o' the operation.
2,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_3,"Not that I wield aught more authority than the next bloke, ye understand─with Limsa bein' a place built on the ways o' pirates, every bleedin' act is decided by a vote."
3,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_4,"So my job is settin' up meetin's an' presidin' over the votes. The grease on the wheels, as it were."
4,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_100_4,"Some days, I'd sooner be drivin' one of them wagons, an' gettin' some *real* work done."
5,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_5,"This operation was set up after the Calamity cracked the very ground, an' raised a cliff clear across middle La Noscea."
6,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_6,"Ye might rely on cargo ships for deliveries along the coast, but the folk living inland still need our wagons to get through."
7,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_7,"This scaffoldin' ain't sturdy enough to hold a fully laden wain, so the ideal solution would be to collapse a section o' the cliff an' make us a ramp. 'Course, no bugger has the time or the resources for that sort of undertakin'. For the time bein', we're stuck usin' what we have."
8,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_Q1_000_1,What will you ask?
9,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_1,What do you do here?
10,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_2,What kind of place is this?
11,TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_3,Nothing.
1 key 0 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_1 1 That's some cliff, ain't it? Ye'd never get cargo up an' down that thing without this great bloody mess o' wood an' pulleys.
2 # 1 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_2 A collection o' freight companies banded together to come up with the Skylift ye see here. I guess ye could call me the “face” o' the operation.
3 int32 str 2 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_3 str Not that I wield aught more authority than the next bloke, ye understand─with Limsa bein' a place built on the ways o' pirates, every bleedin' act is decided by a vote.
4 0 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_1 3 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_4 That's some cliff, ain't it? Ye'd never get cargo up an' down that thing without this great bloody mess o' wood an' pulleys. So my job is settin' up meetin's an' presidin' over the votes. The grease on the wheels, as it were.
5 1 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_2 4 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_100_4 A collection o' freight companies banded together to come up with the Skylift ye see here. I guess ye could call me the “face” o' the operation. Some days, I'd sooner be drivin' one of them wagons, an' gettin' some *real* work done.
6 2 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_3 5 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_5 Not that I wield aught more authority than the next bloke, ye understand─with Limsa bein' a place built on the ways o' pirates, every bleedin' act is decided by a vote. This operation was set up after the Calamity cracked the very ground, an' raised a cliff clear across middle La Noscea.
7 3 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_4 6 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_6 So my job is settin' up meetin's an' presidin' over the votes. The grease on the wheels, as it were. Ye might rely on cargo ships for deliveries along the coast, but the folk living inland still need our wagons to get through.
8 4 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_100_4 7 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_7 Some days, I'd sooner be drivin' one of them wagons, an' gettin' some <Emphasis>real</Emphasis> work done. This scaffoldin' ain't sturdy enough to hold a fully laden wain, so the ideal solution would be to collapse a section o' the cliff an' make us a ramp. 'Course, no bugger has the time or the resources for that sort of undertakin'. For the time bein', we're stuck usin' what we have.
9 5 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_5 8 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_Q1_000_1 This operation was set up after the Calamity cracked the very ground, an' raised a cliff clear across middle La Noscea. What will you ask?
10 6 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_6 9 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_1 Ye might rely on cargo ships for deliveries along the coast, but the folk living inland still need our wagons to get through. What do you do here?
11 7 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_000_7 10 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_2 This scaffoldin' ain't sturdy enough to hold a fully laden wain, so the ideal solution would be to collapse a section o' the cliff an' make us a ramp. 'Course, no bugger has the time or the resources for that sort of undertakin'. For the time bein', we're stuck usin' what we have. What kind of place is this?
12 8 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_Q1_000_1 11 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_3 What will you ask? Nothing.
9 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_1 What do you do here?
10 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_2 What kind of place is this?
11 TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_3 Nothing.