ffxiv-datamining/csv/en/quest/006/SubWil025_00671.csv

1	0	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_SEQ_00	Stationmaster Papashan has a simple task for a fledgling adventurer.
2	1	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_SEQ_01	Papashan feels for the Sultansworn who have been tasked with defending the Dispatch Yard, and would like to do his part to keep the weary guardsmen on their feet. Take the twilight pretzels from Papashan and deliver them to the fatigued patrols.
3	2	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_SEQ_02	The sentries are most appreciative of Papashan's pretzels. Return to the Lalafellin stationmaster and inform him that the Dispatch Yard remains well protected.
4	3	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_SEQ_03	While Papashan is grateful for your assistance, there appears to be something else on his mind.
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25	24	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_TODO_00	Deliver twilight pretzels to the patrols.
26	25	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_TODO_01	Speak with Papashan.
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49	48	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_PAPASHAN_000_1	Since you've come all this way, perhaps you can perform an errand for me.
50	49	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_PAPASHAN_000_2	It just so happens a number of sentries have been sent to guard the area. A dispatch to the Dispatch Yard, as it were.
51	50	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_PAPASHAN_000_3	They have long been away from the shade and featherbeds of the city. The hot days and cold nights can play hells on the mind and body out here.
52	51	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_PAPASHAN_000_4	It isn't much, but go and give them these twilight pretzels, would you? I find comfort food always helps when I feel like killing myself.
53	52	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUA_000_10	Western front, clear! Eastern front, clear!
54	53	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUA_000_11	For me? From Papashan? A twilight pretzel... My favorite! How did he know!?
55	54	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUA_000_12	Can't fight on an empty stomach, now, can I? Actually...I can't fight on any stomach. I suppose you could say I have no stomach...for fighting.
56	55	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUA_000_13	Brigands beware! The Sultansworn are here to serve and protect!
57	56	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUB_000_20	Halt! Madam, I'm going to have to ask you to put the pretzel on the ground and place your hands above your head!
58	57	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUB_000_21	State your name and business! A twilight pretzel from Papashan? By the gods, forgive me! You could say this new post has my nerves in a...twist.
59	58	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUB_000_22	I'm...I'm terribly sorry for that. Ahem, yes, well, you may rest assured that the Dispatch Yard is safe so long as I stand watch.
60	59	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUB_000_23	Please give Papashan my thanks, and tell him that I only wish I could repay the favor...
61	60	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUB_000_25	Nothing to report, here. Peace reigns another day in central Thanalan.
62	61	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUC_000_30	Twelve save me. Scorching days... Freezing nights... This post will be the end of me.
63	62	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUC_000_31	A twilight pretzel? Don't mind if I do!
64	63	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUC_000_32	Ahhh, now that's a refreshing godsdamned pretzel! I feel reborn!
65	64	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_GINCHUC_000_33	<sigh> Much as I hate to say it, though, the pretzel does nothing to change the fact that these cold nights are bloody intolerable...
66	65	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_PAPASHAN_000_40	You've returned─and with a deal fewer pretzels, I see! Tell me, how fare our Sultansworn sentries? Did they have anything to report, anything at all!?
67	66	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_PAPASHAN_000_41	What? Nothing? Are you sure? I...oh, oh dear.
68	67	TEXT_SUBWIL025_00671_PAPASHAN_000_42	Take this for your troubles, then. And stay a moment─there is more I would ask of you.