ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/custom/000/RegSeaSkylift_00071.csv

1	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.
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	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.
4	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.
5	4	TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_WYRKRHIT_100_4	Some days, I'd sooner be drivin' one of them wagons, an' gettin' some *real* work done.
6	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.
7	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.
8	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.
9	8	TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_Q1_000_1	What will you ask?
10	9	TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_1	What do you do here?
11	10	TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_2	What kind of place is this?
12	11	TEXT_REGSEASKYLIFT_00071_A1_000_3	Nothing.