저지 라노시아 <24.9, 34.8> Baldin
Baldin: Ahoy there, lass. Yer keen to visit one o' them island sanctuaries, I take it? Baldin: Bugger me, yer unaware o' the fuss goin' on 'bout this 'ole affair? Baldin: <sigh> If ye 'ead southeast from 'ere─the isle o' Vylbrand, that is─ye'll reach the Cieldalaes. 'Venturers much like yerself've been granted the right to cultivate a number o' the deserted isles there. Baldin: Don't get yer 'opes up, though. Ain't as if any and all can go an' get 'emselves a permit fer one o' them sanctuaries. Far as I can tell, 'ole project's still in its infancy, an' the Admiral's bloody fussy about candidates. Baldin: Tell ye what─since I like ye, I'll take ye to any mate of yers' isle, safe an' sound. Ye need only say the word.