Dragon Quest XI S Script: 2D NPC Text
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This platform
can be used to move through the air, but for some reason it isn't working. |
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*: Tick-tock,
tick-tock! Oh dear, oh dear! I shall be too late, I fear! |
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*: If someone doesn't
step in to save the day, Tickington's time is well and truly up! |
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*: Tick-tock,
the clock won't stop! It really is five minutes to midnight! If only there
were someone who could come to our aid! |
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*: Hold on a
tick! You've clocked me, am I right? Can it be true!? Can you really see
me!?<yesno> |
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*: Well, it's
about time—I was beginning to think I was totally invisible! |
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*: Oh come
now! That really ticks me off! There's no time for that nonsense! Of course
you can see me! |
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*: This can
only mean one thing—you're a hero, aren't you? Oh, tickety-boo! You're
finally here, and not a moment too soon! |
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*: It's a
pleasure to meet you, Mister Hero! My name's Ickle. I'm a tockle, from over
Tickington way...and we need your help! |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
We're having a
terrible time of it at the moment. Can I ask you to come and be the hero of
the hour?<yesno> |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
...What!? We
don't have time for your silliness! You're a hero! You've got to help us!
It's your job! |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
Whew! Thank
you, Mister Hero! I knew it wouldn't take you more than a moment's thought to
agree! |
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Erik |
Uh...<pc>?
Are you talking to yourself now? |
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Veronica |
Has the sun
gone to your head or something? |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
Well, the
clock is ticking! Come on! It's time to show you and your friends the way to
Tickington! Follow me! |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
Oh, but
wait—before we head off, this might be a good time to record your journey in
an adventure log. Shall I do that for you? It won't take two ticks!
<yesno> |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
You're not
ready to record an adventure log? Then perhaps this just isn't a good time...
Why don't you come back when you are, and we can trundle off to Tickington
together then? |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
There we go!
All done! Now, let's make our way to Tickington, shall we? We'll be there in
no time flat! |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
Ah! I knew it
would only be a matter of time before you came back! Let's record your
journey in an adventure log and head for Tickington, shall we? |
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Ickle the
Tockle |
Hey! Where are
you going!? The clock's ticking, you know! |
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*: I'm Tickle,
Ickle's uncle. Come and talk to me when you decide the time is right for a
trip to Tickington. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
...What's
that? You've never heard of Tickington, or of dear little Ickle!? Hold on a
second—that can't be right. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
All sorts of
things get lost in the mists of time, of course, but I never thought the
Luminary would forget about us... |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Anyway, I
don't have time to stand around trying to jog your memory. I'm sure it'll all
come flooding back once you've made it to Tickington and clocked our Ickle. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
This seems as
good a moment as any. Let's make our way over there, shall we? |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Ah, but you'll
need to record your journey in an adventure log before we go, of course. A
stitch in time saves nine, after all! Shall I take down the details of your
progress?<yesno> |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Hm. Timing not
quite right for you, eh? Well, do what you've got to do and come back at a
more convenient moment. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
There we go!
All done. Now, let's not waste any more time—Tickington, here we come! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Decided it's
time to travel to Tickington, have you? Very well. I'll have you there in
just a second! |
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*: Welcome
back, Luminary! I heard you took a moment to listen to the Mayor's request
for assistance. Thank you, and good luck! |
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*: I'm Tickle,
Ickle's uncle. Come and talk to me when you decide the time is right for a
trip to Tickington. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Oh, wait a second!
The Mayor had something he wanted me to pass on. I'd get a proper ticking off
if I forgot! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Tick-tock...
Tick-tock... Bring back the past, turn back the clock! |
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<pc> remembers
the locations of the tockles who are searching for pastwords! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Press and select ‘Pastwords’ from the Info menu
to get some hints on where to find the tockles you're looking for! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Once you've
tracked down a tockle, have them teach you their pastword. It's as simple as
that! I'm sure you'll have a fine time of it! Good luck! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Welcome back,
Luminary! I heard you took a moment to listen to the Mayor's request for
assistance. Thank you, and good luck! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Wait—don't
tell me you've forgotten? You must be having quite a time of it at the moment
for something like that to slip your mind! Let me see if I can jog your
memory... |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Tick-tock... Tick-tock...
Bring back the past, turn back the clock! |
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<pc>
remembers the locations of the tockles who are searching for pastwords! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Press and select ‘Pastwords’ from the Info menu to
get some hints on where to find the tockles you're looking for! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Once you've
tracked down a tockle, have them teach you their pastword. It's as simple as
that! I'm sure you'll have a fine time of it! Good luck! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Decided it's
time to travel to Tickington, have you? Very well. I'll have you there in
just a second! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Ah, but you'll
need to record your journey in an adventure log before we go, of course. A stitch
in time saves nine, after all! Shall I take down the details of your
progress?<yesno> |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Hm. Timing not
quite right for you, eh? Well, do what you've got to do and come back at a
more convenient moment. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
There we go!
All done. Now, let's not waste any more time—Tickington, here we come! |
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*: Oh! Fancy
clocking the Luminary in a place like this! I'm Tickle, Ickle's uncle from
over in Tickington. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
I've been looking
for you ever since Yggdrasil disappeared. I've not had the easiest time of
it, either! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
...What's
that? You've never heard of Tickington, or of dear little Ickle!? Hold on a
second—that can't be right. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Wait a
minute—don't tell me the fall of Yggdrasil has caused you to lose your
memory!? |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
What an
untimely pickle... Perhaps the only thing to do is to take you to Tickington
and hope that the sight of our Ickle helps you to remember... |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Well, this
seems as good a time as any. Let's make our way over there now, shall we? |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Ah, but you'll
need to record your journey in an adventure log before we go, of course. A stitch
in time saves nine, after all! Shall I take down the details of your
progress?<yesno> |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Hm. Timing not
quite right for you, eh? Well, do what you've got to do and come back at a
more convenient moment. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
There we go!
All done. Now, let's not waste any more time—Tickington, here we come! |
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*: Oh! Fancy
clocking the Luminary in a place like this! I'm Tickle, Ickle's uncle from
over in Tickington. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
I've been looking
for you ever since Yggdrasil disappeared. I've not had the easiest time of
it, either! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
That goes for
Tickington as a whole, to be honest...but it looks like I've found you in the
nick of time! We need your help, you see... |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Just let me
know when you're ready to make the trip, and I'll whisk you over there in two
ticks! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Decided it's
time to travel to Tickington, have you? Very well. I'll have you there in
just a second! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Ah, but you'll
need to record your journey in an adventure log before we go, of course. A
stitch in time saves nine, after all! Shall I take down the details of your
progress?<yesno> |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Hm. Timing not
quite right for you, eh? Well, do what you've got to do and come back at a
more convenient moment. |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
There we go!
All done. Now, let's not waste any more time—Tickington, here we come! |
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*: Welcome
back, Luminary! I heard you took a moment to listen to the Mayor's request
for assistance. Thank you, and good luck! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Wait—don't
tell me you've forgotten? You must be having quite a time of it at the moment
for something like that to slip your mind! Let me see if I can jog your
memory... |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Tick-tock...
Tick-tock... Bring back the past, turn back the clock! |
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<pc>
remembers the locations of the tockles who are searching for pastwords! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Press and select ‘Pastwords’ from the Info menu
to get some hints on where to find the tockles you're looking for! |
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Tickle the
Tockle |
Once you've
tracked down a tockle, have them teach you their pastword. It's as simple as
that! I'm sure you'll have a fine time of it! Good luck! |
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*:
Tock-tock-tock! You've clocked me, haven't you!? Please don't eat me—I don't
taste very good! Just act like you never saw me! |
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*: Just a
second... You're the Luminary, aren't you? Oh, praise the one who controls
the clocks! But what am I waiting for? The pastword I found is... |
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*:
Tut-tut-tock! Who's this disturbing my precious few seconds of sleep!? |
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*: Oh, wait a
minute. You're the Luminary, are you not? I was, umm, just taking a nap after
spending tons of time searching for a pastword. Speaking of which, allow me
to share the one I found with you! |
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*: This Erdrea
place is such fun the time just flies by! I wonder what I should do next...? |
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*:
Tickle-tuckle-tock! If it isn't the Luminary himself! How long were you
standi— Actually, never mind that! I'll tell you my pastword if you promise
not to tell the Mayor I was slacking off! |
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*:
Tick-tick-tock! Perfect timing, Mr Luminary! I just found a pastword not two
seconds before you appeared! |
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*: Goes to
show that even a timid tockle like me can be of use! Now, allow me to share
it with you! |
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*: Time waits
for no man! <LM_.|><LM_LF>But we have a plan!
<LM_.|><LM_LF>It may require a caravan! <LM_.|> |
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*:
Tickety-tick-tock! Why, if it isn't the Luminary! I was just indulging in a
spot of singing—helps lift the spirits, don't you know? Allow me to pass on
the pastword I found! |
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*: Oh,
tut-tut-tick! I finally found a pastword, but now I'm completely lost! Where
am I? And who ar— |
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*: Hold on a
minute—you're the Luminary! My luck has turned at last! Here, listen to the pastword
I got my hands on! |
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*: Oh,
tickle-tock! Master Luminary! You'll never believe the high jinks involved in
getting my mitts on this pastword! Allow me to regale you with the— |
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*: Ah. Another
time, you say? Yes, but of course. The pastword is... |
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*: Hello
there, Mister Luminary! I took my ticking time, but I found a pastword for
you! |
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*: I'm going
to go ahead and say it now, so make sure you're paying attention. It's... |
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The tockle
tells <pc> the pastword it's found! |
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He can now
visit <Kako_Place> via the <Kako_Saidan>! |
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*:
Tockety-tick! You can use that pastword I gave you to visit another world
from the Echo Chamber in Tickington! |
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*: Tock-tock! Go
and speak with the Mayor of Tickington and he'll tell you how to use the
pastword I gave you properly! |
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*:
Tockety-boo! Looks like that was the last pastword you were looking for!
Thank you so much for finding everyone! It can't have been easy knowing the
clock was ticking the whole time! |
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*: There are
more tockles out there whiling away the hours searching for pastwords, you
know! Be sure to take a moment to talk to them if you come across any! |
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*: And with that,
I'm clocking off and trundling back to Tickington! It was lovely meeting you,
and good luck with the rest of your adventure! Tick-tock! |
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The Mayor of
Tickington wants to speak to you. He's waiting in the Echo Chamber at the top
of the stairs. |
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The Friend of
Time |
Now then,
young man, what do you think you're doing? You should be heading off to
defeat Calasmos, not wasting your time around here! You and your friends have
what it takes, you know! |
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The Friend of
Time |
...What's that?
You'd like to take me on one more time? |
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The Friend of
Time |
Well then,
hurry up and clobber Calasmos! The clock's ticking for the people of Erdrea,
you know—they can't be made to wait another second for the Luminary to save
the day! |
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The Friend of
Time |
Really?
Well...I suppose I could spare a moment for another bout. It's not as though
I'm ever going to run out of time, after all... |
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The Friend of
Time |
Alright, then!
Seconds out, here comes the bell! |
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The Friend of
Time |
Let me take you
to the End of Time! |
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The Friend of
Time |
You beat me
again! Crikey! I suppose you deserve a reward for your derring-do! |
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<pc>
receives <LM_IndefSgl_Item>! |
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The Friend of
Time |
Now, that's enough
fun and games for the time being. I'd better take you back to Tickington. |
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The Friend of
Time |
You need to
get on and defeat Calasmos. It shouldn't be a problem for you—you defeated
me, after all! |
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The Friend of
Time |
Best of luck, Luminary!
Till next time! |
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Stickle |
Tick-tock,
tick-tock! Look what I clocked just lying on the ground! |
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Stickle |
Maybe the time
will come when it will prove useful to you. Here, it is yours! |
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<pc> receives
the spectrum nectar from Stickle the Tockle. |
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It's probably
best not to keep Princess Gwaelin waiting—hurry up and take it to Tantegel
Castle! |
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「…………。 |
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The bed looks warm and comfortable. Lie down for a
rest? |
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Stickle |
From the moment you give me a pastword, that particular
door to times gone by will remain open indefinitely. |
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Stickle |
Simply examine one of the tomes containing the
adventure logs of old to take a glimpse into another time and place. Good
luck, Luminary... |
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Stickle |
In order to undo the damage that's been done to the
sacred tomes, you'll need to find the tockles who've been dispatched to
Erdrea and ask them for their pastwords. |
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Stickle |
Once you've learned one, just travel to the place it unlocks,
set time back on its correct course by solving whatever problems you
encounter there, and all will be well again. |
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Stickle |
I am, of course, aware that the timing of all this may
not be ideal. You do have a quest of your own, after all. |
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Stickle |
Something tells me you might want to devote some time
to that before worrying about us. You can trundle back here to Tickington
when you have a moment to spare. |
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Stickle |
Tickety-boo! One of the books is back to normal! You've
saved the day again! Thank you, Mr Hero! Thank you! |
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Stickle |
Have you clocked our new statue? It commemorates a
Luminary from an age gone by. Your heroics in the past have restored it, you
see. |
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Stickle |
But it's not quite time to be taking a tick to rest
just yet—you need to keep helping the people from the legends of old to put
time straight again! |
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Stickle |
We won't be able to carry out our sacred duty of making
sure the past flows properly into the future without your continued help, you
know! |
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Stickle |
Tickety-boo! Half the books are back to normal thanks
to your hard work, Luminary! |
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Stickle |
But it's not quite time to be taking a tick to rest
just yet—you need to keep helping the people from the legends of old to put
time straight again! |
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Stickle |
We won't be able to carry out our sacred duty of making
sure the past flows properly into the future without your continued help, you
know! |
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Stickle |
Oh, tickety-very-boo! All ten books are back to normal! |
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Stickle |
Now we'll be able to fulfil our duties and ensure that
future generations continue to learn of the heroic deeds performed in the
past! |
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Stickle |
...But I'm sure you've clocked the mysterious staircase
that's suddenly appeared in the Echo Chamber. |
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Stickle |
And no doubt you felt the same sense of foreboding as I
did the moment it materialised. |
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Stickle |
Well, this is the last time, I promise—we don't want
you getting ticked off with our endless requests—but I'm going to have to ask
you to find out what's at the top of it. |
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Stickle |
I know we ask a lot of you, but you're the only one who
can save the day. Good luck, Luminary! |
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Stickle |
So the Friend of Time defaced all the books as a kind
of trial for you, did he? Tickle-tock... |
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Stickle |
It all seems a bit excessive, I must say, but this is
no time to be griping. Life in Tickington is back to normal, and it's all
thanks to you! |
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Stickle |
Thank you, Mister Luminary! You really are the hero of
the hour! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
That pastword I taught you will whisk you to a town
called Galenholm faster than the clock can tick! Whoosh! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
I don't have any idea what's going on there at the
moment, but I'm sure you'll sort it all out in no time at all. Good luck, Mister
Luminary! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
I really thought that our time was up, but you've
brought hope back to every tockle in Tickington, Mister Hero! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
If you're running out of tomes to bring back to normal,
you'll need to take some time out to find more pastword-hunting tockles in
Erdrea. |
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Ickle the Tockle |
That or take a turn around the places from the past
you've unlocked already and see if you missed anyone in need of help the
first time! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
This is a terrible time for all of us! Ever since those
strange stairs appeared, we can hardly sleep for more than two ticks at a
time! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
Please, Mister Hero, you need to step up and save the
day once again! One more time for luck! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
Thank you, Mister Luminary! You saved our village!
We'll always be grateful to you—till the end of time! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
To be honest, I still can't believe you aced all the
Friend of Time's trials! You really are amazing! |
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Ickle the Tockle |
I've decided that I want to be just like you when I
grow up! I know it will be years yet, but when the time comes, I'll be all
wound up and ready to go! |
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*: Zzz... (snort) Zzz... |
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The tockle priest is fast asleep. If you'd like to record
an adventure log, you'll need to return to Erdrea. |
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Leave Tickington? |
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*: The Echo Chamber's full of precious and important
books, and it's my job to keep them in tickety-boo condition! I've got a
system, and it runs like clockwork! |
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*: ...Or it did, at least. I've been having a hard time
focusing on my duties since I heard about what happened. |
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*: The Echo Chamber's full of precious and important
books, and it's my job to keep them in tickety-boo condition! I've got a
system, and it runs like clockwork! |
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*: Well, it does usually. I thought you'd gone and
fixed everything, but I seem to have been a little hasty... |
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*: The Echo Chamber's full of precious and important books,
and it's my job to keep them in tickety-boo condition! I've got a system, and
it runs like clockwork! |
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*: And now you've brought them all back to us, I'm
going to dedicate every spare second to my task! |
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*: Greetings, traveller, and welcome to the Tickington
Tavern, where tockles come in search of a relaxing moment away from the
relentless passage of time! |
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*: We've a fine range of beverages, including many
human favourites, so be sure to take a second or two to peruse our menu! |
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*: Greetings, traveller, and welcome to the Tickington
Tavern, where tockles come in search of a relaxing moment away from the
relentless passage of time! |
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*: I don't think you'll be wanting to sit down and
unwind just yet, though—I've heard there's something strange going on in the
Echo Chamber... |
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*: Gosh! You can count the number of times I've had a
human in here on the hands of one clock! |
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*: You must be tired, eh? It can take a while to get used
to life in Tickington. Feel free to use that bed if you need to take a lie
down. |
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*: You must be tired, eh? It takes a bit of time to get
used to life in Tickington. Feel free to use that bed if you need to take a
lie down. |
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*: Gosh... You really are the Luminary, aren't you? I
clocked it the second you arrived in the village. There's just
something...different about you. |
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*: But don't let me take up any more of your time. The Mayor's
waiting up in the Echo Chamber, and he's ever so keen to meet you! |
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*: Tockles have been dispatched to every corner of
Erdrea to search for pastwords. Should you clock one on your travels, be sure
to say hello! |
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*: Have you heard!? A mysterious staircase has appeared
in the Echo Chamber! I bet it's only a matter of time before something
horrible comes slithering down it! |
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*: I heard you turned up right at the moment we needed someone
to help bring the books back to normal! Talk about a timely intervention! |
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*: I've never really met anyone like you before, you
know... There's just something about you that makes me want to spend more
time in your company... |
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*: Well, this really is a day that will go down in
history! It's been an age since we last had humans here in Tickington! |
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*: At least, I think it has—time flows differently
here, you see... |
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*: Ah! The hero of the hour! I always knew there was something
special about you! I clocked it the very first second I saw you! |
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*: All this tome-ruining business up at the Echo
Chamber has been thoroughly ticking off everyone in town, but now you're here
to help, I'm sure things will be better in no time! |
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*: Whichever sacrilegious so-and-so scrawled all over
the sacred tomes has sent the past swerving all over the place. |
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*: But who would do a thing like that!? Who would take
the most celebrated stories of the ages and try to ruin them? |
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*: The Friend of Time's been around since before anyone
can remember. He's the one who originally entrusted us tockles with the task
of telling the world about the heroes of the past. |
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*: I was really relieved to hear it was him who
scrawled all over our sacred books. He'd never do anything to harm us, you
see. |
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*: I only wish I hadn't wasted all that time
worrying—it waits for no woman, after all! |
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*: We tockles have been doing what we do since time immemorial,
and we've never failed in our duties before. Not once! |
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*: Humans can't see us tockles, so we tend to have a
rare old time of it when we visit the human world. |
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*: You may not clock it just from looking, but we're a cheeky
little lot who love playing pranks! Next time something strange happens and
you don't know why, it might be a tockle playing a trick! |
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*: It's been said that we tockles, with our hands on
the tiller of history, are personifications of time itself. |
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*: After all, we were born at the same time as time,
and we live alongside it, and help point it in the right direction... Maybe
we don't steer the flow of time—maybe we ARE the flow of time... |
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*: Since time immemorial, we tockles have carried out
the sacred duties bequeathed to us by our ancestors. We've overcome countless
obstacles and hardship in order to do so... |
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*: But this time it's different. This time, I fear we're
going to fail... The moment may have finally come where the work our
ancestors began can no longer continue... |
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*: Ah! You're the Luminary, aren't you? You've arrived
just in the nick of time, I must say! |
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*: I was worried for a tick there that we might fail in
our duty to keep time on the straight and narrow! Not any more, though! |
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*: Since we've had to put our time-steering tockling
duties on hold, I've decided to focus on farming for the moment instead. It's
a lot more fun than I expected! |
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*: But it's no more than a stopgap while we wait for
you to fix everything. May the one who controls the clocks guide you on your
journey! |
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*: It's just one problem after another, regular as
clockwork... I don't know what it is about that Echo Chamber, but it seems
there's always something odd happening there... |
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*: I wish we could just turn back the clock and live
normal, peaceful lives again! |
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*: They've built a statue of you in the Echo Chamber,
<pc>, just like all those other heroes from olden times! You look
great, I must say! |
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*: Tickle-tock... Daddy seems to be having a really
hard time of it. He keeps talking about how we're going to fail in our duties
and let down our ancestors... |
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*: Are these duties really that important? Maybe I'm
just too young to understand what keeps things ticking here in Tickington... |
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*: I wanted to go to Erdrea to help look for pastwords
too, but Daddy wouldn't let me. It really ticked me off, to be honest. |
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*: I mean, he said there'd be plenty of time for that
kind of thing when I'm older, but why do I have to wait? I wish I could go
and have adventures like you... |
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*: I wonder what's going on in the Echo Chamber. I
heard the Mayor bellowing something about a staircase. I hope everything's
tickety-boo. |
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*: It's the first time I've ever heard the Mayor shout
like that. I'm only a little tockle, though—maybe this kind of thing happens
once in a while... |
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*: I heard you met the Friend of Time! Tickety-boo! I'm
too young to know much about him, but he sounds like a lot of fun! |
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*: Maybe you could take me with you next time you visit
him? I'd love to see what he looks like! |
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*: Tickety-boo! Ickle's back, and not a moment too
soon! Does this mean he managed to find the Luminary, I wonder? |
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*: I must say, I'd all but resigned myself to the day
having come where we finally let down our ancestors. But if the Luminary's
taken time out of his busy schedule to help, maybe there's still hope! |
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*: Did you know that Ickle is the Mayor's grandson?
They're closer than the hands on a clock too! |
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*: When the time comes for me to have grandchildren, I hope
we're able to tick along together half as happily as those two! |
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*: It's great that you managed to bring all ten books
back to normal in double quick time, but what I keep wondering is, who went
and defaced them in the first place? |
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*: Maybe the answer's to be found at the top of that
staircase in the Echo Chamber. I could be wrong, though. It wouldn't be the
first time... |
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*: I've been thinking about how the Friend of Time
entrusted us tockles with the task of telling future generations about the
heroes of the past. |
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*: In a way, that means it's our job to keep memories
alive, isn't it? |
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*: After all, even the most vivid memories fade away
over time. Without us tockles, people would probably forget everything that ever
happened! |
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*: I've never really realised how important our work
was until now. I suppose it takes a moment of crisis to make you appreciate
things like that! |
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*: Ickle's told me all about you! You're the Luminary, aren't
you? Welcome to Tickington! |
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*: You mustn't waste time talking to me, though! The
Mayor wants to speak to you! You'll probably find him upstairs, in the Echo
Chamber. |
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*: Welcome to Tickington, home of the tockles! It's our
duty to watch over the passage of time, and ensure that it flows as it's
meant to. |
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*: Welcome to Tickington, home of the tockles! It's our
duty to watch over the passage of time, and ensure that it flows as it's
meant to. |
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*: We're not doing much of that at the moment, though.
Everyone's too worried about the staircase that's appeared in the Echo
Chamber! I even clocked the Mayor looking concerned! |
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*: Now would probably be a good time to go and try to
put his mind at ease. He'll be in his usual spot in the chamber, I'd imagine.
Go on—it'll only take two ticks! |
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*: Welcome to Tickington, home of the tockles! It's our
duty to watch over the passage of time, and ensure that it flows as it's
meant to. |
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*: ...And that duty's become a great deal easier now
all the adventure logs of old are back to normal! The peaceful times are here
to stay! |
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*: Tockle-tick... Give me a second—I think I might have
a panic attack... The Mayor's asked me to go to Erdrea, but I'm far too
faint-hearted to do something like that. |
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*: I know it's high time I grew a backbone, but to be
honest I doubt I ever will... |
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*: It's strange, but rather comforting... The more time
I spend in your company, the more courageous I seem to feel... |
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*: Have you heard? A mysterious staircase has appeared
in the Echo Chamber! This is the first time in history any of us tockles have
seen anything like it! |
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*: It's the first time I've ever sensed such an air of
evil too. I don't like to imagine what's lurking at the top of it... |
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*: I know you'll be wanting to venture up there, being
a hero and all, but will you try and be careful, at least? Take your time, and
don't do anything hasty. |
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*: Have you clocked the statue of you they've put up in
the Echo Chamber? The sculptor's really captured your heroic aura, I must
say. |
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*: We'll keep it nice and shiny for you, don't worry.
After all, we've been taking care of statues of heroes since time immemorial! |
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*: Well, they say there's a first time for
everything...and this is the first time I've clocked a real live human! |
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*: Every tockle is unique, and each of us has different
talents. My special skill is looking sharp! As soon as the ladies clock me,
their hearts start ticking fit to burst! |
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*: ...Hm? Oh, I know what you're thinking—we all look
the same to you, don't we? Well, if you stop for a second and look properly,
you'll soon see what makes each of us an individual. |
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*: Every tockle is unique, and each of us has different
talents. My special skill is looking sharp! As soon as the ladies clock me,
their hearts start ticking fit to burst! |
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*: Mind you, lately all anyone seems to want to talk
about is <LM_6>Luminary<LM_9> this and
<LM_6>Luminary<LM_9> that! You're not making my job any easier,
that's for certain! |
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*: Zzz... (snort) Zzz... |
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The tockle priest is fast asleep. If you'd like to
record an adventure log, you'll need to return to Erdrea. |
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Leave Tickington? |
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*: Ka ka ka ka kah! Burn! Burn, fiery flames! Turn this
icy cave into a flaming furnace! |
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*: Turn this treasure chest into a pile of ashes! Ka ka
kah! |
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*: Be warned, human—interfere, and you'll walk away
with more than just singed eyebrows! |
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*: Ka ka ka ka kah! You've returned to be burned once
more!? Foolish human! You'll be cinders before you know it! |
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The flamethrower is defeated, and the temperature
inside the cave begins to plummet. |
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The chest contains a feverfew seed. <pc> leaves
it untouched and closes the lid. |
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Erik |
Uhh... You sure about this, <pc>? You want me to
play the bride? |
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Erik |
Gah, make your mind up, will you? You're driving me
crazy here! |
|
Erik |
R-Really? Wow, I...wasn't expecting this... |
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Erik |
I mean sure, we get along well enough, and we've had a
lot of fun together, but do you really think I'm the best choice for something
like this? |
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Erik |
Oh... Uh, I mean, sure. ...Huh? No, no, I'm not
disappointed! It's... Well, I was just thinking maybe it wasn't such a bad
idea after all... |
|
Erik |
...Ahh, what the heck? You only live once, right? Let's
make our legendary bond official! |
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Erik |
Here's to a whole new adventure! |
|
Erik |
...Hm? Oh, yeah. Sure, I know it's just a rehearsal,
but what's the point if you don't pretend like it's the real thing, right? |
|
Erik |
And besides, I meant what I said—we DO have a legendary
bond! |
|
Erik |
You, uhh... You want me to be your bride? |
|
Erik |
Right. Of course not. Sorry, I don't really understand
what's going on... |
|
Erik |
R-Really? M-Me? But we hardly know each other! |
|
Erik |
...Or do we? I just don't know any more... You're sure
about this? |
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Erik |
Right... Yeah, I think maybe that's for the best... |
|
Erik |
You are? Wow... I mean... I'm just some guy with no memory...
What's so special about me...? I... Thanks... (sniff) |
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Erik |
I'm sorry... (sniff) It's just... It's hard when you
can't remember anything... You feel so alone... (sniff) Thanks, <pc>.
You don't know how much this means. |
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Erik |
I mean, I know it's just a rehearsal...but what's a
wedding without a few tears, right? (sniff) |
|
Erik |
Sorry you had to see me like this, with my nose all
running and... Heh, I'm a total mess... |
|
Erik |
I'm going to get all my memories back one day, but even
when I do...I think this'll still be one of the happiest! (sniff) |
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Veronica |
Well now! Picking me, are you, <pc>? |
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Veronica |
Oh, for goodness' sake! It's just like you to toy with
a girl's emotions! |
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Veronica |
Really? Gosh... I didn't really expect this... I mean,
I've never, you know, thought of you in that way... |
|
Veronica |
Don't you want to wait until I'm back to my full-sized
self first? I know it's only a rehearsal, but...are you sure? |
|
Veronica |
Honestly! What are you playing at!? This stupid
rehearsal's never going to end if you can't make your mind up! |
|
Veronica |
Hee hee! Oh, go on, then! This should be fun! It's not
every day a great sage gets married, you know! |
|
Veronica |
And aren't you lucky, marrying someone who's sworn to
protect you? I certainly won't be going anywhere now! |
|
Veronica |
I'm joking, <pc>! I know this is just a
rehearsal...but there's no harm in getting in character, is there! |
|
Veronica |
And rehearsal or not, I really am glad you chose me!
Thanks, <pc>! Or should I say...hubby! Tee hee! |
|
Serena |
O-Oh! Oh, gosh... You...want me to be your bride,
<pc>...? |
|
Serena |
Ah, umm...no, of course not. Why in the world would you
choose me? Ha ha... I, well... Oh dear. I seem to have got myself rather
worked up... |
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Serena |
Y-You do? Really? Goodness, this is... This is
wonderful! I could jump for joy! |
|
Serena |
I always did enjoy reading about romantic proposals and
big weddings when I was a little girl, and now it's happening to me! ...You
are absolutely sure about this, aren't you? |
|
Serena |
Y-You were just teasing? That's... That's awful! It's
really not nice to get a girl's hopes up and then dash them like that! I thought
better of you... |
|
Serena |
Wonderful! You know, now that I think of it, you do
look like the hero from one of my stories. Strong and handsome, with a heart
of gold... |
|
Serena |
I'm not sure I'm entirely worthy of such a
husband...but I'll do my best! |
|
Serena |
I, I mean, I mustn't get carried away, of course. It's
just a rehearsal, after all... But it's so much more fun when you take these
things seriously, don't you think? |
|
Serena |
Thank you, <pc>! I've dreamed of this day since I
was a little girl, and now it's all coming true! |
|
Sylvando |
...Huh? Why are you looking at me like that, darling?
Wait...are you saying you want me to be the blushing bride? |
|
Sylvando |
...Oh. Silly me. Well, if you change your mind, I'm
right here. You know if anyone can make a wedding an event to remember, it's
me! |
|
Sylvando |
Oh, goody! I was hoping you'd pick me, but I didn't
think it would actually happen! |
|
Sylvando |
Before I get too carried away, though, I'd better check—because
heaven knows I've been burnt before—you do actually mean it, don't you,
honey? |
|
Sylvando |
Hmph! Getting people's hopes up and then dashing them
on the rocks is your idea of fun, is it!? Good luck getting married with that
attitude! |
|
Sylvando |
Fabulous! This is going to be the performance of a
lifetime! I'll have the entire congregation in tears, just you wait and see! |
|
Sylvando |
We're going to be so happy together! We'll have
happiness to spare—happiness to share with all the world! |
|
Sylvando |
...Hm? Oh, honey! Of course I know it's just a
rehearsal! But every performer knows that the secret to a successful practice
run is to treat it just like it's the real thing! |
|
Sylvando |
So let's get out there and give these people a show to
remember! Handkerchiefs at the ready, everybody! |
|
Rab |
What's that, laddie? Ye want ME to be yer bride? |
|
Rab |
Good! I'm too old to be the centre of attention! Ask
someone else, eh? |
|
Rab |
Jings! Ye're actually serious! Me! A bride! Fancy that! |
|
Rab |
But, laddie...this isnae gonnae work. I cannae be
swanning round in a veil at my age. There must be someone a wee bit younger
ye could pick instead? |
|
Rab |
Still, I'll not stop ye if it means that much to ye.
Ye've really set yer heart on marrying auld Rab, have ye? |
|
Rab |
Och, thank heavens for that! It wouldnae be much of a
rehearsal with me standing next to ye—the congregation would've been in
stitches! |
|
Rab |
Well, far be it from me to spoil yer fun, then. |
|
Rab |
Course, I'd always pictured myself walking down the
aisle with one of the beauties from the Ogler's Digest, but...ye'll do,
laddie, ye'll do! |
|
Rab |
Suppose it was a dream I was gonnae have to give up on
in the end... |
|
Rab |
Ach, what am I gibbering on about? It's only a
rehearsal anyway! Listen to me, going on like it's the real thing! |
|
Rab |
Sorry, laddie! Ye'll have to forgive an auld man for getting
a wee bit carried away! |
|
Jade |
Not now, <pc>! You need to make a decision. You
can't keep Mr Briscoletti waiting, it's— Hold on...you're not asking me to be
the bride, are you? |
|
Jade |
No, I didn't think so. It'd be like marrying your
sister or something. Now hurry up and make your decision! |
|
Jade |
What!? You're joking, surely... You can't seriously be
picking me...? |
|
Jade |
I mean, I'm basically your older sister. Is that really
who you want as your bride? |
|
Jade |
No, I didn't think so. There are far more suitable
candidates around. Now stop wasting time and go and pick one of them! |
|
Jade |
O-Oh. That IS what you want. Well, umm, alright... |
|
Jade |
I suppose... I mean, it's your choice, and well... I...
I can't really say no... Ahem... |
|
Jade |
Oh, wait—it's just a rehearsal anyway, right? Sorry,
err...got a bit carried away there... |
|
Jade |
It's not as if you'd want me to be your wife in real
life or anything, is it? Could you even imagine!? |
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Hendrik |
You require my assistance, <pc>? I rather think
this is a choice you must make yourself. ...Hm? Did I hear you correctly? You
wish for me to be your bride!? |
|
Hendrik |
Of course not. Forgive me. Now, you had better
hurry—you have a decision to make. |
|
Hendrik |
Wh-What...!? I, I... I do not know what to say... |
|
Hendrik |
As your sworn shield and protector, I cannot help but
feel that this might...complicate matters. Are you certain that this is what
you wish? |
|
Hendrik |
It is probably for the best. But why would you even
entertain such a possibility? If this is a jest at my expense, I must say
that I find it in poor taste... |
|
Hendrik |
Very well. You appear to be serious, and I have a duty
to take you upon your word. I shall consider your proposal carefully. |
|
Hendrik |
However, I feel compelled to mention that marriage is a
sacred bond, one that is not to be made in haste. Perhaps we had ought to
become better acquainted before— |
|
Hendrik |
...Hm? O-Oh! It is but a rehearsal! H-Ha ha! Well...
This changes things entirely! |
|
Hendrik |
I had thought you truly meant us to... Ahem. On with
the ceremony! |
|
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*: Oooh... All those years of waiting, and I finally get
let out...only to get gibbon the hiding of a lifetime... So much for enjoying
my freedom... Urgh... |
|
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The monster that placed the curse on the Briscoletti
household has been defeated! Head back to Mr Briscoletti to share the good
news! |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Lo! Thou has brought the precious nectar I seek, hast
thou not? |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Prithee, hand it to me without delay! My beloved father
hath suffered in silence for too long already! |
|
|
Give the spectrum nectar to Princess Gwaelin? |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Th-Thou wilt not...? Hmph! (pout) |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Yea and verily, my eternal gratitude is thine! Now to
hand it to him, that he might speak once more at last! |
|
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Princess Gwaelin gives her father a spoonful of
spectrum nectar. |
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*: Ahhh... Uhhh... |
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*: La-la-la-la! Hem-hem! Haw! |
|
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*: ...'Tis a miracle! I am cured! I can speak once
more! |
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Princess Gwaelin |
Father! Thy voice boometh forth, loud and true! |
|
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*: Gwaelin! Apple of mine eye! How it paineth me to have
put you through this trying time! But hark—my voice hath returned to me, and
I daresay it doth resonate more mightily than e'er it did before! |
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*: Noble stranger, truly thou hast performed a great service
unto this land. How can we ever hope to repay thee? |
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*: ...But of course! Now that I am in command of my
voice once more, what better way to celebrate than to grant thee the
inestimable honour of revelling in my magnificent baritone! |
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The King serenades <pc> with a delightful ditty. |
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*: ...Lo, ne'er have I sung with such conviction! And
it is just as well, for once the Dragonlord is defeated and the hero agrees
to take my crown, I intend to regale him with this very ditty at his
coronation! |
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Princess Gwaelin |
Noble stranger, truly thou wert sent unto us by a
higher power! Prithee, accept this small token of our eternal gratitude... |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
My father's voice is returned, and with it, his ability
to discuss a matter of the utmost import with the hero of our land! Verily,
words fail me... Thank you! Thank you, oh, thank you! |
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Veronica |
Hey! There's someone over by that bonfire, <pc>! |
|
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*: Ah-phew... Ah-phew... Hmm...? Boo boo... Go away!
Let me go back to sleep! |
|
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*: ...Hmm? Ugh! Humans! |
|
Veronica |
Wait! We're not going to hurt you! Why don't you tell
us who you are? |
|
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*: Huh!? You... You can see me? |
|
Veronica |
Of course I can see you, silly! Why wouldn't I be able
to? |
|
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*: Oh! Well? What do you want? |
|
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Veronica tells the faerie about what's been happening
elsewhere in the Neverglade. |
|
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*: I see! Well, that would explain why I've been
feeling so sleepy lately! Tee hee! This won't do, though. This won't do at
all! |
|
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*: You people seem...alright. Yes, you'll do. Come
on—I'll show you to the place where I've been feeling sleepiest. It's
probably near there... |
|
Veronica |
Come on, <pc>! This way! |
|
Veronica |
Hurry up, <pc>! |
|
Veronica |
There's something fishy about those flowers,
<pc>. Let's go and take a closer look... |
|
|
One of the flowers has a rather unsettling appearance.
Give it a poke? |
|
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*: Bleuuurgh... Owww! |
|
|
*: What do you think you're doing!? Don't you know it's
rude to go jabbing at a lady!? Heurgh heurgh! |
|
|
*: Anyway, what do you want? I've got an important
assignment to be getting on with. A certain someone asked me to fill this
forest with sleep-inducing pollen, and I've no intention of letting them
down! |
|
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*: If you insist on getting in my way, I'll just have
to put you to sleep as well—forever! Heurgh heurgh! |
|
|
The dazey has been defeated! Return to the entrance of
the forest and tell the dwarf the good news! |
|
|
The dazey has been defeated! Return to the entrance of
the forest and tell the dwarf the good news! |
|
Veronica |
Well, that's that dealt with! I doubt we'd have found
our way here without that faerie, though. Being a child does have some
advantages, I suppose! |
|
Veronica |
Now, shall we go and tell our dwarf friend that the
forest's safe again? |
|
|
*: You stopped my horse and me from getting turned into
monsters! I can't thank you enough! |
|
|
*: It looks like the statue of Pegasus is back to
normal now as well. Hopefully it won't be trying to steal the hearts of any
more innocent people. |
|
|
*: I still have no idea why this happened, though. What
evil power might have possessed it and caused it to act the way it did? |
|
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*: Not that that's any of your concern. Thank you once
again for saving us. We really are eternally grateful. |
|
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*: We certainly are! This is one gift horse we've no
intention of looking in the mouth! |
|
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*: We'll be trotting back down the tower now. Come and
talk to us at the entrance and we'll give you a little something by way of
thanks! |
|
|
The man and his horse are safe and sound thanks to you!
Head down to the tower entrance to collect your reward! |
|
|
<pc> finds the Soul Sigil! |
|
|
...But it seems best left for the people of this world,
so he puts it back where he found it. |
|
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<pc> finds the thunderbolt blade! |
|
|
...But it seems best left for the people of this world,
so he puts it back where he found it. |
|
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<pc> finds Erdrick's armour! |
|
|
...But it seems best left for the people of this world,
so he puts it back where he found it. |
|
Rose |
Waaah! S-Sir Roseguardin! Stop it, please! |
|
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*: (slurp) Help us! Please! |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
Must...destroy...—Clank!<LM_LF>Must...destroy...everything! |
|
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*: Hey, you! Stop right there! |
|
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*: Our most valuable treasure is kept down this way. There's
no question of letting anyone through while there's a monster loose in the
village! |
|
Eliza |
(wibble) Please! I'm not a monster! I'm a gooman! My
name's Eliza! |
|
Eliza |
...Oh! It's you! Thank gooness you're here! Did you bring
me the supreme sage's staff I asked you for? |
|
Eliza |
(wobble) Oh... Oh dear... Please, you have to hurry!
I'm not gooing to be able to keep this up much longer! |
|
Eliza |
I have to ooze the supreme sage's staff to turn myself back
into a gooman before the villagers find me, or I'm gooing to get squished! |
|
Eliza |
Oh, gooreat! Yes... This looks like it's full of holy
gooness! It should lift that nasty curse no problem! Would you mind giving it
a try for me? |
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<pc> uses the supreme sage's staff! |
|
|
It emits a pale light that gently engulfs the slime... |
|
|
Eliza's curse is lifted, and she returns to human form! |
|
Eliza |
It...worked! Oh, thank you so much! I'm human again,
and it's all because of you! |
|
Eliza |
Please, take this by way of thanks! It's the least I
can goo—err, do! |
|
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*: E-Eliza!? Is that you!? |
|
|
*: It is! And you're alive and well! We've been looking
for you everywhere! What did that awful monster do to you!? |
|
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*: Hang on—isn't it a bit odd that the moment that
horrible slime finally disappears, Eliza comes home with some stranger? |
|
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*: There's only one explanation! The two of them must
have been in cahoots! |
|
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*: O-Of course! You fiend! You and that thing worked
together to kidnap our Eliza! |
|
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*: I knew it! I knew it all along! What were we
thinking, letting a stranger into the village!? |
|
Eliza |
No, wait! You've got it all wrong! Let me explain. This
young man, he— |
|
|
*: Out of the way, Eliza! It's time this scoundrel
answered for his actions! |
|
Eliza |
They won't listen to me! It's too dangerous to stay in
the village with them like this! We'll have to get out of here for a while! |
|
Eliza |
There. We should be safe now. Thanks again for saving
my life. There's no way I'm letting anyone touch a hair on your head after
what you did for me! |
|
|
Eliza casts Morph! |
|
Eliza |
The people in the village don't know I've been practising
this spell. That's why they can't get their head around what happened. It's
not surprising, really. |
|
Eliza |
They'll be fine once I explain the situation to them,
though. You just wait here, alright? I won't be long. |
|
|
Eliza explains everything to the villagers, and the
unfortunate misunderstanding is resolved. |
|
|
The little mountain hamlet is soon at peace once
more... |
|
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*: Look, everyone in the village is grateful for what
you did—saving Eliza and so on... |
|
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*: But I still can't let you through here. This is
where we keep our most valuable treasure, and even though you're a hero,
you're also an outsider. Sorry, but that's just the way it is. |
|
Eliza |
Thanks again for saving me! The village is all peaceful
again now because of you! |
|
Eliza |
I'm still practising my magic, though. One little bit
of bad luck isn't going to put me off! Hey, if you've got time, why don't I
show you how Morph works? |
|
Eliza |
Oh, alright. I suppose you've got plenty to be getting
on with. Let me know if you ever come back to the village, though. We can
practise then! |
|
Eliza |
Great! Let's give it a try... |
|
Eliza |
...Morph! |
|
Eliza |
Heh heh! Well? What do you think? I'm getting better,
aren't I? |
|
Eliza |
Morph is such an amazing spell. I can think of all
kinds of uses for it. If I keep practising, I just know I'm going to be able
to use it to help someone some day! |
|
|
*: You're after some fashion tips as well, are you? |
|
|
*: Well, all I can tell you is...don't lose hope! I was
once a desperately unstylish lump just like you, but look at me now! |
|
|
*: You're after some fashion tips as well, are you? |
|
|
*: Well, all I can tell you is...don't lose hope! I was
once a desperately unstylish lump just like you, but look at me now! |
|
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Use the bodura grass on the impostor? |
|
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<pc> throws the bodura grass all over the person
pretending to be Tania's brother! |
|
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*: Hyyyaaaaaarrrgh! What are you...!? Hyyyaaarrrghhh! |
|
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*: Gyah!? Wh-What have you done to me!? I, I'm... I'm
so UGLY!!! |
|
|
*: My master goes to the trouble of turning me into a
suave young man, then you come along and ruin everything! You're going to pay
for this! |
|
|
The monster seems to be very angry... Engage it in
battle? |
|
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*: All I wanted was to look nice so that Tania would be
kind to me, and now you've gone and ruined everything! |
|
|
*: Well, you've bitten off more than you can chew, mister.
You're going to regret sticking your oar in! |
|
Tania |
Thank you ever so much, <pc>! Not only did you go
and find the bodura grass, you also took care of the monster who was
pretending to be my brother! |
|
|
Tania |
|
Tania |
My big brother is plenty cool already—he doesn't need
some silly city clothes to prove it! |
|
Tania |
Anyway, thanks again for stepping in to save the day.
I'd like you to take this as a token of my appreciation. |
|
Tania |
Speaking of my brother, though, I am starting to wonder
where he's got to. He should have come back by now... |
|
Tania |
Well, he'll be here soon enough, I'm sure. I'd better
get on with festival preparations while I wait. See you again soon, I hope! |
|
|
You can't leave until you've chosen a bride! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Ah! There you are, lad. I actually have another favour
to ask you, if you don't mind... |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
As you know, the man who is to be married will be returning
soon, and he hasn't actually proposed to his bride-to-be yet. |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
I'd hate for this important moment to go wrong, so I'd
like to do everything I can to make sure we're properly prepared. |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
As such, I was hoping to hold a little rehearsal, and I
was wondering if you and your friends would be willing to help? |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
...No? Ah, very well. It's a lot to ask, I suppose. I'm
sorry for putting you on the spot. |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
You would? Ah, grazie mille, my boy! I knew I could
count on you! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
<pc>, you will play the part of the groom,
capisce? Simply approach one of your friends and make your proposal! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
That's all there is to it! I'll reward you for your
trouble, of course! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Now, shall we get started? <pc>, the floor is
yours! Go ahead and select your blushing bride-to-be! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
...Ah, but I see that your friends are not with you at
the moment. |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
You can't practise proposing if there's no one to
propose to, lad! Come back again with your friends in tow, per favore! |
|
|
*: Grah hah hahhh! Yea, even the mightiest monster in Rendarak
standeth not—Clank!—the slightest of chances against my pitiless blade! |
|
|
*: ...But wait! What have we here? Dost thou desire
to—Clank!—face me? Very well—thou seemest a worthy opponent. I will welcome
the chance to display my matchless skills! |
|
|
*: My lord and master did guide me here, whereupon I
availed myself of the—Clank!—finest of knightly trappings: the thunderbolt
blade, the Soul Sigil and the armour of none other than Erdrick himself! |
|
|
*: And lo, in donning his fabled garb, I am become as
mighty as he! None shall best me now! |
|
|
*: Now, the time is upon us! I must unleash my
newfound—Clank!—powers and aid my master in reducing this realm to naught but
a shattered wasteland! Grah hah hah hah haaah! |
|
|
With the fiend who filched them defeated, Erdrick's
armour, the Soul Sigil and the thunderbolt blade begin to glow with a
lustrous light. |
|
|
You should go and tell the guard at the cave entrance
that the restless armour is no more! |
|
|
<pc> examines the ground at his feet... |
|
|
It looks like someone has dug up something that once
laid buried here. |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Well met, stranger! Allow me to introduce myself—I am
the Prince of Cannock. |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Might I be so bold as to surmise that thou art none
other than he whom I seek—the Prince of Midenhall? |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Aye, there is something noble indeed in thy bearing...
Royal blood floweth in thy veins, of that there can be no doubt! Thou art he,
I am certain of it! |
|
Prince of Cannock |
...Hm? Do mine ears deceive me? Thou art indeed a
prince, but not of the kingdom of Midenhall? Thou hailest from a realm named
Dundrasil? |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Then can it be that this is another false dawn, and I
am no closer to succeeding in my quest to join forces with my royal peers...? |
|
Prince of Cannock |
How far have I come...? I can scarce recall... I have
journeyed hither and yon on what has thus far been an utterly fruitless
quest, guided by that eerie, disembodied voice... |
|
Prince of Cannock |
To think that it would lead me here, to this wretched,
never-ending forest... Perhaps I am no adventurer after all... Aye, 'twere better
that I had never left the safety of the castle... |
|
|
The mark on <pc>'s hand is glowing! |
|
|
Use the power of the Luminary to return the Prince of
Cannock to his world? |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Th-This light...! Wh-What devilry is this...!? ...Waaaaaah! |
|
|
The Prince is bathed in a blinding light, and
transported back to Cannock Castle. |
|
|
Now that his son has been returned safely to him, this
might be a good time to go back and speak to the King. |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Well met, stranger! Allow me to introduce myself—I am
the Prince of Cannock. |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Might I be so bold as to surmise that thou art none
other than he whom I seek—the Prince of Midenhall? |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Aye, there is something noble indeed in thy bearing...
Royal blood floweth in thy veins, of that there can be no doubt! Thou art he,
I am certain of it! |
|
Prince of Cannock |
...Hm? Do mine ears deceive me? Thou art indeed a
prince, but not of the kingdom of Midenhall? Thou hailest from a realm named
Dundrasil? |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Then can it be that this is another false dawn, and I
am no closer to succeeding in my quest to join forces with my royal peers...? |
|
Prince of Cannock |
How far have I come...? I can scarce recall... I have
journeyed hither and yon on what has thus far been an utterly fruitless
quest, guided by that eerie, disembodied voice... |
|
Prince of Cannock |
To think that it would lead me here, to this wretched,
never-ending forest... Perhaps I am no adventurer after all... Aye, 'twere
better that I had never left the safety of the castle... |
|
|
The faint traces of the Luminary's power that
<pc> still possesses seem to be responding to the desperation in the Prince's
voice... |
|
|
The mark on <pc>'s hand is glowing! |
|
|
Use the power of the Luminary to return the Prince of
Cannock to his world? |
|
|
<pc> chooses not to use his power. |
|
|
It seems the power of the Luminary has now vanished
entirely... |
|
Prince of Cannock |
Th-This light...! Wh-What devilry is this...!?
...Waaaaaah! |
|
|
The Prince is bathed in a blinding light, and
transported back to Cannock Castle. |
|
|
It seems the power of the Luminary has now vanished
entirely. |
|
|
Now that his son has been returned safely to him, this
might be a good time to go back and speak to the King. |
|
The Revivalist |
Friend, you find yourself in the presence of the one,
the only, the Revivalist! Hallllllellllllujah! I'm a seeker, friend, and
right now, I'm seeking the Lyre of Ire so I can bring all the monsters into
the fold! |
|
The Revivalist |
But wait—the holy spirit speaks to me... What's that it
says? The soul I see before me has been sent by some troublemakers from Tenton
to drive out my monstrous ministry? Devils! Sinners! Heathens! |
|
The Revivalist |
Our mission here is sacred, friend! We're under orders
from a higher power, praise His name! Hallllllellllllujah! |
|
The Revivalist |
That's right, I've been chosen! But if you want to take
on one marked for greatness by the Big Man Himself, be my guest! Beat me, and
my flock and I will find us another corner to preach on! |
|
The Revivalist |
I, I lost... But... I was chosen...wasn't I? |
|
The Revivalist |
I thought if I only kept the faith, my flock would keep
those sinners from Tenton being born again... Guess sometimes
believing...ain't enough... Ngurgh...! |
|
|
The Revivalist is no more! Head back to the Revival
Room and speak to the spirit of the young man from Tenton! |
|
|
*: Ah, there you are! Now, would I be right in thinking
that you've managed to get hold of some Defuddle drops? |
|
|
*: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that. But I know you can do
it—and when you do, I'll be right here waiting for you. |
|
|
*: Oh, how wonderful! You did it! You really did it! |
|
|
*: Well, there's no time to lose! I need to find out if
everyone really opposes my marriage, or if they were just cursed. |
|
|
*: Everything was going so well and then you had to go and
interfere, didn't you? If you use those drops, you'll undo the curse I
wrought so lovingly! |
|
|
*: I tried to play nice and get the townspeople to say
a few nasty things so you'd call off the wedding—you'd have got over it—but
now the gloves are off! |
|
|
*: I don't care if I have to slaughter every last
person here—I will not permit this wedding to take place! Never! |
|
|
*: Urrrgh... B-But if this woman weds Ortega... Th-Then
the hero will be born... |
|
|
*: I, I could not allow that to happen... I d-did all I
could... Ugh... |
|
|
*: Can what that awful creature said really be true? It
went to all that trouble to stop me getting married? |
|
|
*: Gosh, this is awful! All those poor people really were
cursed. I have to use those Defuddle drops right away! |
|
|
The woman sprinkles Defuddle drops on all the cursed
townspeople and brings them to their senses! |
|
|
*: ...What's that? A monster put a curse on us? |
|
|
*: That explains why we all suddenly had such strong
opinions about Ortega's wedding! |
|
|
*: It makes sense! I mean, there's no finer man alive
than Ortega, and we were all thrilled about the wedding. It could only have
been a monster's curse! |
|
|
*: Oh, what a relief! I thought everyone hated my boy!
Now we can have the wedding of the century! |
|
|
*: Thank you so much for what you did! If it wasn't for
you, Ortega and I might have been run out of town...or worse! |
|
|
*: Here's a little something by way of thanks... |
|
|
*: You know, there's something that monster said which
has been really bothering me. He said that if we got married, the hero would
be born. |
|
|
*: Which means the monsters aren't just frightened of my
Ortega, but of any children we might have too. If I'm going to protect my
family, I'll need to toughen up. |
|
|
Sancho gives everyone in the village a dose of cold
medicine. |
|
|
The villagers are soon feeling much better, and are strolling
around with a spring in their step! |
|
|
This looks like one of those curious books that can
change the reader's personality. |
|
|
<pc> acquires <LM_6>Guns 'n'
Buns<LM_9><LM_LF>Wait for the right moment to put it to use! |
|
Necrogondolier |
See how the fallen of the Necrogond obey my every word!
Yes, they have served me well—but little do they know that their reward will
be unimaginable suffering! Yes, their torment is only beginning! |
|
Necrogondolier |
The time of his return is at hand! Fed by the flesh of
the living and the despair of the wakened dead, my lord and master Baramos
shall rise once more! |
|
Necrogondolier |
Wait... What is this? I sense a certain hostility
emanating from you... Do you seriously mean to try and stop me? |
|
Necrogondolier |
Good. I thought for a moment that you might be foolish
enough to take me on. Now be silent and prepare to witness a truly momentous
occurrence! |
|
Necrogondolier |
Heh heh heh! This is a most amusing turn of events! It
seems I shall have even more mortal flesh to offer up to my master! |
|
Necrogondolier |
...But wait! What is this!? Th-They are gone! My
minions! Those who were to assist me in the rite! Th-This cannot be! |
|
Necrogondolier |
You! Are you responsible for this!? Do you really mean
to prevent me from reviving my master? |
|
Necrogondolier |
Lying wretch! You expect me to believe that!? You have
some nerve! I know you were responsible! It was you who slew my puppets! |
|
Necrogondolier |
...But I shall forgive you just this once. I have no
time for this nonsense—I have a ceremony to attend to. Now, promise not to
cause any more trouble. |
|
Necrogondolier |
I knew it! You have committed a heinous crime—not only have
you interrupted the ceremony, but you have deprived me of the company of my
puppets! Pathetic though they were, I liked having them around... |
|
Necrogondolier |
How...!? Wh-Who are you...!? How did you manage to
defeat me...!? |
|
Necrogondolier |
Wh-What about my dreams...? My beautiful dreams...!
Please, Master...! Take me...! I offer myself unto you that you might live
again...! P-Please...M-Master...! Urrrgh! |
|
King of Portoga |
Iii, you have returned! And it seems you have had some
success—the walking dead are no more, and the stench of evil has faded. |
|
King of Portoga |
I knew you could do it! I knew you could defeat
whatever evil was plotting the resurrection of the fiend Baramos! |
|
King of Portoga |
Obrigado! Thank you! Now take this, por favor. Truly,
you have earned it... |
|
King of Portoga |
Iii, but there is more! I found a mysterious word
carved into the wall of the castle. I do not pretend to know what it means,
but it may prove useful to you... |
|
|
The King repeats the mysterious word to <pc>. |
|
|
Baramos's Castle has been added to the list of
locations you can travel to from the Altar of Salvation. |
|
King of Portoga |
You have saved us all. Baramos will not return, and the
fallen of the Necrogond can rest in peace again. |
|
King of Portoga |
We will pay our respects to them for the sacrifice they
made, and then we will return to our respective kingdoms. Know that we will
never forget what you have done. |
|
Baramos |
When you interrupted the rite of resurrection, my
underling the Necrogondolier was cast into the deepest despair. And it was
that despair that fed me, that nourished me, that allowed me to return. |
|
Baramos |
And now the hero of Aliahan is no more, and the world
is mine for the taking! There is none who can stand in my way! |
|
Baramos |
...Or do you have other ideas? Do you really mean to
face me? |
|
Baramos |
As I thought. You are not foolish enough to throw your lives
away for nothing. Now begone from here—next time I will not be so forgiving! |
|
Baramos |
You know, of course, that to stand against mighty
Baramos is to throw away your life? |
|
Baramos |
Well, as you please. This is a decision you will
regret. But not for long—I shall rend you asunder and devour your innards
before you have even realised that you are dead! |
|
Baramos |
Nnngh... You... How...? Curse you...! |
|
|
You defeated the Archfiend Baramos! Report back to the King
of Portoga near the castle entrance! |
|
King of Portoga |
Iii, you have returned! And it seems you have had some
success—I understand that you have defeated Baramos! |
|
King of Portoga |
I really thought that this was the end! But then you showed
up! Truly, you are like a light in the darkness! |
|
King of Portoga |
Your valour can only be compared to that of the hero of
Aliahan, and there is no higher praise than that! You have saved us all! |
|
King of Portoga |
Obrigado! Thank you! But really, there are no words to
adequately express my gratitude. Take this, por favor. Truly, you have earned
it... |
|
King of Portoga |
Now, I do not wish to alarm you, but I sense that this is
not over. The fiend who called himself the Necrogondolier did not appear
unbidden. No, he was sent by someone, of that I am certain. |
|
King of Portoga |
I fear that there may be other emissaries of evil
abroad in the world. Por favor—continue on your journey, and do battle with
these fiends wherever you find them! |
|
|
There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
King of the Necrogond |
Urrrgh... That voice... I cannot give in to it... I
cannot let it win... |
|
King of the Necrogond |
No, there is something more powerful than that voice...
Something I cannot ignore... I speak of my people's pain... Their anguish at
being treated as mere puppets... |
|
King of the Necrogond |
That vile creature who calls himself the Necrogondolier
must be defeated! Only when he joins his master in oblivion can my people
truly rest in peace! |
|
|
A quiet voice can be heard as if carried on the air
from a far-off place... |
|
|
*: ...Thank you, friend. |
|
|
There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
|
There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
|
There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
|
*: Verily and yea, the great turtle doth intrigue and
excite in equal measure! Lo, the power that emanateth from him is like unto
that of the heavens! |
|
|
*: ...Zounds! Who art thou? Wherefore hast thou
ventured here? Intendest thou to trespass against us, and return the turtle
to Tenton, its erstwhile home? |
|
|
*: Praise be. This being so, I pray that thou wilt
begone from here forthwith, that I might be spared the spectacle of thine
over-earnest visage. |
|
|
*: Verily, thou art dogged indeed to have pursued the
creature so far. Thy devotion would be admirable, were it directed toward a
more righteous end. |
|
|
*: Alas, thou art plainly misguided in thy faith, and
must needs be excommunicated like the heathen thou art! |
|
|
*: Urrrgh... Wh-Wherefore...? We did faithfully kidnap
the turtle... |
|
|
*: The loss of the creature's aid would surely have starved
that hateful hero of help, and all would have been...heavenly... HNGH! |
|
|
The Galapagod is looking this way. His benign
expression seems to be communicating His gratitude. |
|
|
<pc> uses the Zoomstone to return to the village
of Tenton. |
|
|
The King serenades <pc> with a delightful ditty. |
|
|
<pc> examines the statue of Pegasus... |
|
|
There doesn't appear to be anything untoward about it.
It's waiting patiently for its heart to be returned. |
|
|
An eerie voice can be heard drifting on the air... |
|
|
*: Wherefore comest thou here, fool? Knowest thou not
that to vex the ruler of this realm of misery is a crime punishable by death?
Have at thee! |
|
|
With the knight aberrant defeated, the spirits of the
townsfolk will be able to rest in peace once more. |
|
|
Go and tell the man at the entrance to Damdara that his
oppressor is no more! |
|
|
*: Gwah hah hah! This Lyre of Ire is hard to beat! I
can just keep drumming up new fans! |
|
|
*: ...Eh!? Is that...a human? You've come to hear me
play, right? |
|
|
*: ...What are you banging on about!? You want me to
give the Lyre back after all the trouble I went through to snare it!? Fat
chance of that! This thing is great! |
|
|
*: I'm a bit of a misfit among my bongo-banging
brethren, you see. My rhythm's all over the place, and I can't sing for
toffee. All I've ever wanted is an audience that appreciates something a bit
different. |
|
|
*: Now all I have to do is strum the Lyre, and a whole
bunch of alternative music fans show up to kick it with me! I've never had so
much fun! |
|
|
*: So if you're going to try and make me give it back,
I'm going to have to beat you black and blue! Drum roll please... |
|
|
The monster who stole the Lyre of Ire is no more! Go
and give the old man who asked you to get it back the good news! |
|
|
It's dark and deathly silent up ahead. It doesn't seem
like a good idea to go any further... |
|
|
Something tells you it would be a bad idea to go any
further... |
|
|
There doesn't seem to be anything of interest down
there. |
|
|
The treasure chest is locked tight. |
|
|
The treasure chest is locked tight. There must be
something very precious inside. |
|
|
*: Gyaaahhh... All I wanted was to look nice so that
Tania would be kind to me...! Is that really so...bad...? |
|
|
*: I promise I won't pull any stunts like this again...
Can you forgive me...? Please...? |
|
|
*: Come on! You've got a kind heart, I can tell by
looking at you! Please, I'm begging you here—give me one more chance! |
|
|
*: Oh, thank you! Thank you, thank you, thank you! You
really are a kind-hearted person, just like Tania! |
|
|
*: Anyway, I think I've caused enough trouble in this
village for one day. I'd better head back home. Thank you again for being so
kind to me! |
|
Veronica |
<pc>! Where are you going!? The faerie said the
monster was this way! |
|
|
*: It's a good job everyone's woken up now. No one
could have reached the Faerie Realm if us forest-dwellers were all fast
asleep! Tee hee! |
|
|
*: We faeries are ever so grateful for what you did.
Thank you, from the bottom of our faerie hearts! Tee hee! |
|
|
*: Do I espy a wand'rer come to visit? I bid thee
welcome, friend. Now, unless mine eyes deceive me, thou art no callow youth,
but rather a seasoned warrior. |
|
|
*: Allow me to apprise thee of what hath befallen this
place—'twas once the fair town of Damdara. Alas, 'tis now a monster-ravaged
wasteland whose people have all fled. |
|
|
*: Our woes began when marauding fiends laid waste to
our beloved home. Now one among them is risen again—by what foul means I know
not. I speak of that shadowy chevalier, the knight aberrant. |
|
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*: This wicked being now ruleth o'er the ruins of
Damdara, and hath roused the departed from their slumber that he might
tyrannise them. ...Yea, I myself am one such unfortunate soul. |
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*: I know not who thou art, friend, but I beseech
thee—take up arms against the knight aberrant and return us to our rest!
Prithee, banish the darkness that hath descended upon this place! |
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You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
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*: I would not presume to grovel, wand'rer, but wilt
thou perchance reconsider? None but a seasoned warrior such as thyself can
bring this nightmare to an end, I fear... |
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*: Huzzah! Thou wilt accede to my request? Verily, the
hero we have awaited hath come at last! Now—thine enemy, the knight aberrant,
doth oft appear behind the armourer's in the south-east of the town. |
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*: Prithee, lay this foul fiend to rest, that our own
unquiet souls may sleep in peace once more. |
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*: The knight aberrant—the foul fiend under whose yoke
we slaveth—doth oft appear behind the armourer in the south-east of the town. |
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*: Prithee, lay the foul fiend to rest, that our own unquiet
souls may sleep in peace once more. |
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*: Praise be! We are delivered from our plight! Verily,
thou art the saviour we have so long awaited! |
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*: Prithee, accept this small token of my gratitude,
trifling though it be. |
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*: Hadst thou not happened upon our humble town, mayhap
we might never have been saved. Now though, thanks to thy timely
intervention, we may sleep peacefully at last. |
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*: I am Galen, best among bards, whose praises once
were sung in every corner of this fair land. |
|
Galen |
The town of Damdara, in whose ruins thou standest, was
once a bustling and handsome settlement. But alas, no more... |
|
Galen |
Though when I close mine eyes, glad scenes of yesteryear
do float before me as if they occurred only yesterday. Come friend, join me
in my reverie... |
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*: The monstrous marauders didst fall upon our town as
a lion doth its prey. Those who could not flee in time were slain without
mercy. |
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*: Aye, 'tis true—all those thou wilt encounter here
are long since dead. Yet all were rudely roused from their slumber, and now
haunt the very place they once called home. |
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*: Awoken by the knight aberrant, that he might terrorise
what remaineth of this place all the more. Truly, our fate is not one that I
would wish upon my most bitter foe... |
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*: Hadst thou come sooner, thou wouldst have found all
manner of fine items available to purchase. Alas, we have been forced to
offer up all that we own to that wicked tyrant, the knight aberrant. |
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*: Fie upon him! Would it not have sufficed to rob us
of our lives!? Wherefore must the fiend torment us even beyond the grave?
Verily, fate is a cruel mistress indeed... |
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*: Our heartless new master brooketh no dissent. Were
we to display the merest hint of resistance, we would doubtless be cruelly
punished. |
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*: Yet we are safe for the nonce—the wicked creature is
abroad. 'Pon his return, he will no doubt resume his favoured post behind
Magog's shop o'er yonder... |
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*: In days of yore, these were the premises of a dear
companion—Magog the armourer. |
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*: 'Tis reason to give thanks indeed that he and his
kin did flee the town ere the monsters destroyed it. |
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*: Would that I had been so wise... Alas, I was cut
down where I stood, and now have little choice but to serve as the vassal of
our vile oppressor. |
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*: Lo, might this be our saviour who standeth before
me? Might this be the one to smite the knight aberrant and free us from his
cruel vassalage at last? |
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*: Our tormentor doth oft appear behind this place.
Gird up thy loins, friend, and do thine utmost to end our suffering! |
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*: How long has it been since the town fell to the fiends
and our servitude began? Verily, 'tis too painful to dwell upon it... |
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*: Yea, to lose one's life is a fate cruel enough in
itself—to lose one's honour and bow to the will of monsters...this, truly, is
a fate worse than death... |
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*: There is no rest for we unhappy souls... Trapped
'twixt life and death, we toil morning, noon and night... How I long for
release... How I long to know peace at last... |
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*: Yet 'tis hopeless, it seems... Our cruel master hath
sentenced us to ceaseless servitude... |
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*: A curious memory doth trouble my mind of late. I
didst espy Magog as he buried a certain something 'neath the tree behind his
shop. 'Twas on the very eve of the calamity that struck us. |
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*: Though what it might have been, I know not. And
besides, 'twas long ago—whate'er it was has doubtless long since been
disinterred or otherwise removed... |
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*: This place was once an inn. Alas, it was long since
left to crumble. It paineth me to say it, but nary a bed remaineth where a
weary traveller might lay his head. |
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*: Alack, 'tis a fate worse than death to see it so
depleted! Though that particular fate hath long since befallen me... |
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*: Heed me, wanderer: the knight aberrant under whose tyranny
we labour is known to appear without warning to the rear of the armourer's
shop. Be sure to be on thy guard! |
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*: As to the matter of wherefore he might haunt such a
place, this I know not. Could something precious perhaps have been lost to
him there...? |
|
Alena |
Yoy! This heat is too much powerful! It makes everyone
exhausted completely. |
|
Alena |
But I am incapable to abandon my quest regardless. And
so, I create an adventurer's band with these fellows. I begin to consider that
this was perhaps not an act of genius... |
|
Alena |
Yoy! This heat is too much powerful! It makes everyone
exhausted completely. |
|
Alena |
But I am incapable to abandon my quest regardless. And so,
I create an adventurer's band with these fellows. I begin to consider that
this was perhaps not an act of genius... |
|
Alena |
...Hm? You ask did I see boy who is Prince of Cannock? |
|
Alena |
I indeed did. This boy recently came to me in search
for royal relative. |
|
Alena |
He informed to me that he is Prince of this place
Cannock, and enquire if I am from Moonbrooke. He appeared maximally
disappointed when I answered in negative. |
|
Alena |
Then he make implication he will venture toward Whealbrook
to continue investigations. |
|
Alena |
Upon pronouncing this, he immediately vanished! Like a
spectre! I did not even attain an opportunity to say farewell! |
|
Alena |
...Hm? You ask did I see boy who is Prince of Cannock? |
|
Alena |
I indeed did. This boy recently came to me in search
for royal relative. |
|
Alena |
He informed to me that he is Prince of this place
Cannock, and enquire if I am from Moonbrooke. He appeared maximally
disappointed when I answered in negative. |
|
Alena |
Then he make implication he will venture toward
Whealbrook to continue investigations. |
|
Alena |
Upon pronouncing this, he immediately vanished! Like a
spectre! I did not even attain an opportunity to say farewell! |
|
Alena |
You have bested hot monster? Many thank yous! With
creature gone, collection of feverfew seed will be entirely facile! |
|
Alena |
But yoy, this place is now with great coldness! Brrr!
If only I had been astute enough to pack stout woollen tights! |
|
Alena |
You have bested hot monster? Many thank yous! With
creature gone, collection of feverfew seed will be entirely facile! |
|
Alena |
...Hm? You ask did I see boy who is Prince of Cannock? |
|
Alena |
I indeed did. This boy recently came to me in search for
royal relative. |
|
Alena |
He informed to me that he is Prince of this place
Cannock, and enquire if I am from Moonbrooke. He appeared maximally
disappointed when I answered in negative. |
|
Alena |
Then he make implication he will venture toward Whealbrook
to continue investigations. |
|
Alena |
Upon pronouncing this, he immediately vanished! Like a
spectre! I did not even attain an opportunity to say farewell! |
|
Alena |
...Hm? You ask did I see boy who is Prince of Cannock? |
|
Alena |
I indeed did. This boy recently came to me in search
for royal relative. |
|
Alena |
He informed to me that he is Prince of this place
Cannock, and enquire if I am from Moonbrooke. He appeared maximally
disappointed when I answered in negative. |
|
Alena |
Then he make implication he will venture toward
Whealbrook to continue investigations. |
|
Alena |
Upon pronouncing this, he immediately vanished! Like a
spectre! I did not even attain an opportunity to say farewell! |
|
Alena |
Due to your heroic victory over monster, I can now go
to fetch feverfew seed. Thank you, friend! |
|
Alena |
My intention is to employ seed's powers to cure illness
of Kiryl. I hope it is success. We cannot to continue adventures while he is
unwell. |
|
Alena |
Incidentally, do you not deem this floor surpassingly
bizarre? Wherever a person chooses to step upon its slipperiness, they are
deposited to the same location... |
|
Alena |
Behold—floor is broken there. Aga! I do not have time for
such hitherings and thitherings! |
|
Alena |
Due to your heroic victory over monster, I can now go
to fetch feverfew seed. Thank you, friend! |
|
Alena |
My intention is to employ seed's powers to cure illness
of Kiryl. I hope it is success. We cannot to continue adventures while he is
unwell. |
|
Alena |
...Hm? You ask did I see boy who is Prince of Cannock? |
|
Alena |
I indeed did. This boy recently came to me in search
for royal relative. |
|
Alena |
He informed to me that he is Prince of this place Cannock,
and enquire if I am from Moonbrooke. He appeared maximally disappointed when
I answered in negative. |
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*: Then he make implication he will venture toward
Whealbrook to continue investigations. |
|
Alena |
Upon pronouncing this, he immediately vanished! Like a
spectre! I did not even attain an opportunity to say farewell! |
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*: Haa... Gosh, it's hot in here... |
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*: We agreed to help—Phew!—to help the Tsarevna find it,
so we went all the way into the deepest part of the cave with her, but there
was some...horrible, fiery monster there! |
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*: Thanks to that ungodly creature, the ice has all
started to melt now... Haa... And it's...flipping boiling instead! |
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*: We tried to take the thing on, but... (pant) Well,
it was such excruciatingly sweaty work that we had to give up and run away... |
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*: Trouble is, feverfew seeds are—Phew!—notoriously
sensitive to the heat... If we can't get it soon, it'll... Haa... It'll be
ruined... Someone has to get rid of that monster! |
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*: (pant) Look, sorry to ask, but we're too hot and
bothered to go ourselves... Could you... (gasp) Could you clobber that thing
and get the seed for us? |
|
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You've been asked to undertake a quest.<LM_LF>Will
you acquiesce to this request? |
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*: Too busy, eh...? (gasp) Suppose we'll have to just
try and—Phew!—muddle through ourselves, then... Urrrgh, the thought
of...going in there again... |
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*: You're a...lifesaver! It's down in the deepest part
of the cave! (puff) I've got a fantastic reward for you if you can...wallop
it without getting frazzled... |
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*: Oh, and if you spot the...feverfew seed while you're
down there... (pant) Leave it be, won't you? |
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*: Tsarevna Alena came all this way to fetch it so she
could...help her friend Kiryl... (puff) |
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*: She'd be ever so—Phew!—disappointed if she didn't
get to...find it for herself... |
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*: Feverfew seeds are...liable to go bad in the heat...
We can't leave the thing—Phew!—down here much longer... |
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*: But we can't go and get it until that monster's
gone, either... (pant) You'll get rid of the horrible thing, won't you?
(puff) There's a fantastic reward in it for...if you do... |
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*: Oh, and if you spot the...feverfew seed while you're
down there... (pant) Leave it be, won't you? |
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*: Tsarevna Alena came all this way to fetch it so she
could...help her friend Kiryl... (puff) |
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*: She'd be ever so—Phew!—disappointed if she didn't
get to...find it for herself... |
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*: (shiver) Th-Th-Thank you, friend... The
m-m-monster's been beaten, and the cave is cold once more... (shudder) |
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*: Oh, I g-g-got you this by way of thanks... |
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*: N-N-Now we can—Brrr!—grab that feverfew seed and
g-g-go and help Tsarevna Alena's f-friend! Thanks so much! |
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*: B-B-But this cold is r-really something else...
(shiver) I s-s-suppose it's better than that heat, though. B-B-Better for the
seed, at least... |
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*: Anyway, we're off into the depths of the c-c-cave.
(shudder) Y-Y-You get on and enjoy your own adventure, won't you? |
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*: Oh, hello again. This slippery floor is proving to be
a right old bother. We just can't seem to get anywhere! |
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*: If I'd known this feverfew seed was going to be such
a pain to get hold of, I would have thought twice about coming! |
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*: But you don't need to concern yourself with our woes—you've
probably got far more important things to be getting on with. |
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*: We're on a journey to prevent the Lord of the
Underworld from destroying the world. |
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*: But I have to say...I don't care how much of a hero
you are, this heat is absolutely unbearable! I'm sweating so much, I can't
take another step! |
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*: We're on a j-j-journey to p-prevent the Lord of the
Underworld from d-d-destroying the world. (shiver) |
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*: B-B-But h-h-how are we supposed to do that when it's—Brrr!—freezing
c-c-cold!? I n-n-never thought I'd miss the heat, b-but anything's better
than this! (shudder) |
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*: We're on a j-j-journey to p-prevent the Lord of the
Underworld from d-d-destroying the world. (shiver) |
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*: It's so c-c-cold, I feel like my b-b-bones and
b-b-brain are b-b-both turning to ice... |
|
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*: I heard this cave was freezing cold, so I wore
thermal underwear and a fur coat. Talk about a massive mistake! |
|
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*: How is Tsarevna Alena not falling over with heat exhaustion?
These royal types really are another breed! |
|
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*: (shudder) It's s-s-so c-c-cold... My f-f-fur
underwear is f-f-frozen solid! It's all the s-s-sweat from when it was
h-h-hot! |
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*: H-H-How does Tsarevna Alena m-m-manage not to let it
b-b-bother her? Th-Th-These royal types really are another b-b-breed! |
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*: C-C-Can't Tsarevna Alena see we k-k-keep making the
s-s-same mistake? (shiver) If we c-c-carry on like this, we'll just k-k-keep
ending up b-back here! |
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*: W-We'll never find the f-f-feverfew seed at this
rate! (shudder) |
|
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*: ......... |
|
|
The King looks as if he has something he wishes to say. |
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*: 'Tis wondrous indeed to be master of my voice once more!
I am able to serenade my beloved subjects in honeyed tones, and to discuss a
matter of great import with the hero of our realm. And all is thanks to thee! |
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*: Speaking of my heavens-given gift for song, wouldst
thou have me sing once more the magnificent ditty I would fain regale our
hero with at his coronation? |
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*: ...Very well. If ever thou art desirous of a repeat
performance, thou knowest where to find me. |
|
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The King serenades <pc> with a delightful ditty. |
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*: ...Lo, my voice hath never before sounded so sweet,
and ne'er have I sung a song with such conviction! Verily, thou art blessed
indeed to have chosen this moment to visit Alefgard! |
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*: I pray that my song shalt live forever in thy heart,
and bring fond memories of thy time here in Alefgard! |
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*: Wherefore doth my father suffer so? Verily, it
defieth all sense and reason! |
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*: Greetings to you, wand'rer. I am Gwaelin, Princess
of Tantegel. Prithee, lend me thine ears, that I might impart to thee my
sorry tale. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Some days ago, a fiend calling himself the End of Time
did appear before my noble father, and did place upon him a curse that hath
rendered him unable to utter a word. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Tis a calamity indeed, for there is a matter of great
import upon the subject of which he did wish to consult with the hero of our
land. But how can he do so when he hath been struck so cruelly dumb? |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
I have done all that is within my power to cure him,
but alas, no tincture, tonic or balm hath had the slightest effect. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
But one faint hope remaineth to us—a sweet syrup known
as spectrum nectar. A single spoonful is said to bring honeyed words gushing
forth like unto a brook after the summer rains. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Alas, 'tis not a concoction the humble peasant or idle
miller might mix up in a trice. Nay, it hath been said since ancient times that
only one who bringeth peace upon his world might lay his hands upon't. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Tis a weighty request indeed, but perhaps one day thou
might bring peace to this world or another. Should such a happy marvel come
to pass, the sacred nectar might then be thine. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
What say'st thou? Wilt thou aid us in our hour of need?
Wilt thou bring me the spectrum nectar, that I might ease my dear father's
suffering? |
|
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You've been asked to undertake a quest.<LM_LF>Will
you acquiesce to this request? |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Th-Thou wilt not...? Hmph! (pout) |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Thou wilt? Oh, joy! Tee hee! (simper) |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Would that I might offer more guidance. Alas, all I know
is that only one such as thee, able to travel at will 'twixt thine own world
and this, standeth a chance of finding that which I seek. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
I beg of thee! Shouldst thou lay thy hands upon the
fabled nectar, prithee bring it unto me without delay! |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Spectrum nectar is not a thing the humble peasant or
idle miller might mix up in a trice. Nay, it hath been said since ancient
times that only one who bringeth peace upon his world might lay his hands
upon't. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
Tis a weighty request indeed, but perhaps one day thou
might bring peace to this world or another. Should such a happy marvel come
to pass, the sacred nectar might then be thine. |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
I beg of thee! Shouldst thou lay thy hands upon the
fabled nectar, prithee bring it unto me without delay! |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
I am given to understand that thou hast journeyed here
to fair Alefgard from a place known as...Erdrea, yes? |
|
Princess Gwaelin |
We are honoured indeed that you would choose to visit
our humble kingdom. Thy noble presence honoureth us greatly. |
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*: Well-met, wand'rer. I bid thee welcome to Tantegel,
the town at the very heart of fair Alefgard. |
|
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*: Alas, it paineth me to relate that thy visit is
ill-timed. His Majesty is in no condition to receive guests. |
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*: I bid thee welcome to Tantegel, the town at the very
heart of Alefgard. The noble souls thou seest before thee are none other than
our beloved king and his fair daughter, the Princess Gwaelin. |
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*: Verily, 'tis marvellous indeed to see the Princess
restored to her rightful place. She hath of late been rescued by a mighty hero
from the clutches of the foul tyrant known as the Dragonlord. |
|
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*: The blood of the mighty Erdrick floweth through the
veins of our greatest hero. He hath departed on a quest to topple the
Dragonlord and restore light to our benighted land. |
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*: Once the hero of our land hath succeeded in his
quest, there is a matter of great import our monarch would discuss with him.
We are grateful to thee for all thou hast done to return His Majesty's voice. |
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*: To witness our beloved monarch in such a parlous
state doth rend my very heart in twain! What manner of foulness lieth behind
this? Fie upon't! Is nothing to be done? |
|
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*: I fear that if the King should remain in his current
sorry state, he will be unable to discuss a certain matter of great import
with the hero of our land... |
|
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*: And if our hero ventureth forth without any and all
such aid as might be imparted unto him, heaven alone knoweth what might
befall him. Oh, how the Princess would wail were he to come to harm! |
|
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*: 'Tis a mystery as yet unresolved—who was that
creature that called himself the End of Time? |
|
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*: Verily, it took some pluck to walk into this castle and
place a curse upon a king as mighty as our own. I only pray that we have seen
the last of the fiend... |
|
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*: No sooner was Princess Gwaelin returned to us than
this tragedy did befall the King. Truly, fate doth give with one hand and
take with the other... |
|
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*: How long is it since last we heard the King's bold
and vigorous voice resounding throughout the throne room? |
|
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*: Verily, it must be agony for him to suffer so! I beseech
thee—do all that is in thy power to aid the Princess and help put this
terrible misfortune behind us! |
|
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*: Ne'er again shall we allow anyone to curse our king!
We shall redouble our efforts, and crush all who would do this kingdom harm! |
|
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*: How it pained my heart to see the Princess in such
distress... By my troth, we will not suffer anyone to threaten what she
holdeth most dear again. |
|
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*: Prithee, hear my tale, wand'rer. Thou hast wended thy
way to the one-time dwelling place of the legendary bard Galen, from whom our
town taketh its name. |
|
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*: Alas, thou hast arrived at an unhappy juncture. A
foul monster hath had the effrontery to violate the tomb of our most famous
son, and hath purloined his most precious possession—the Lyre of Ire. |
|
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*: Know that this storied instrument is no mere dusty
relic. Nay, 'tis a powerful artefact indeed, and can cause monsters to flock
toward whomsoever giveth its fabled strings the merest brush. |
|
|
*: The thief knew this only too well, and did strum
upon it until this peaceful place was overrun with hideous beasts, and the
townsfolk had all fled in fear of their lives. |
|
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*: 'Tis surely the end for Galenholm. ...That is, unless
a hero can be convinced to seek out and vanquish the fiend that dared deprive
us of our most hallowed of treasures. ...Couldst thou be that hero? |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
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*: 'Twas perhaps too much to hope that our saviour had
arrived... (sigh) Then all that remains is to await the end... |
|
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*: Truly? Thou art gallant indeed! The culprit skulketh
yet somewhere in the town. Prithee, flush the rogue out and smite them with all
thy might! |
|
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*: Oh, and keep thy wits about thee, friend—'tis oft
the case that the path thou seekest lieth veiled in darkness. Verily, the
shadows can yield many a surprise. |
|
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*: ...And many a monster also. 'Tis certain that
without a good deal of care, thou wilt surely perish at the hands of the
creatures that prowl the town. May the spirits watch o'er thee. |
|
|
*: The fiend that did purloin the hallowed Lyre of Ire
doth skulk yet somewhere in the town. |
|
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*: Keep thy wits about thee, friend—'tis oft the case
that the path thou seekest lieth veiled in darkness. Verily, the shadows can
yield many a surprise. |
|
|
*: ...And many a monster also. 'Tis certain that
without a good deal of care, thou wilt surely perish at the hands of the
creatures that prowl the town. May the spirits watch o'er thee. |
|
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*: Lo, the wand'rer returneth! And it seemeth that thou
hast recovered our beloved Lyre. Prithee, hand it to me. |
|
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*: Come now—'tis sacred to the people of our town. Why,
the very Galen himself—the bard of legend—once strummed its hallowed strings!
Now, toy with me no longer. Wilt thou relinquish it or nay? |
|
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*: Praise be! The Lyre is returned to us, and the
townspeople who fled can return home once more! Words alone cannot adequately
express my gratitude—but perhaps this can! |
|
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*: It must now be laid to rest again beside he who once
eked such sweet music from its strings. |
|
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*: Yea, 'tis thanks to thee that those of generations
yet to come might seek out our greatest treasure should e'er the need arise.
Posterity will thank thee, friend. |
|
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*: Yea, 'tis thanks to thee that those of generations
yet to come might seek out our greatest treasure should e'er the need arise.
Posterity will thank thee, friend. And this town thanks thee also. |
|
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*: It hath been laid to rest again beside he who once
eked such sweet music from its strings. |
|
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*: And for now, it shall remain undisturbed. Though I
believe the day will come when a hero will appear to lay claim to it—or
attempt to, at any rate! Ho ho ho! |
|
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*: Verily, I have never met a man I felt truly worthy
of my trust—but I sense that thou hast something noble in thy soul that
differeth from the ugliness that aboundeth in the rogues I have hitherto
encountered. |
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*: 'Tis a lot to ask, but shouldst thou take a liking
to our humble town, perhaps thou might make thy home here? |
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*: 'Tis my sacred duty to stand guard here and ensure
that the tomb of our greatest bard is ne'er again sullied by foul fiends. |
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*: ...Which is to say that I am far too busy for idle
chatter. Shouldst thou wish to prattle, prithee trouble my colleague and
leave me in peace. |
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*: Ne'er again shalt monsters be suffered to run riot
in the town. I have sworn to do all that I can to defend kith and kin! |
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*: ...Which is to say that I am far too busy for idle chatter.
Shouldst thou wish to prattle, prithee trouble my colleague and leave me in
peace. |
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*: 'Twas many years ago now that I didst make my way
southward to the fair town of Damdara. Verily, I was in the first bloom of
youth, and all was right with the world! |
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*: Canst thou truly be the saviour of Galenholm? Was it
one such as thee that did battle with the fiend who dared steal our most
precious treasure? |
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*: Thou art truly a hero! Were it not for thy
gallantry, I would surely have lost not only my livelihood, but my very life! |
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*: 'Tis said that the armour once worn by mighty
Erdrick can be found in a certain town somewhere. Alas, I know not which one.
How I long to see it with mine own eyes! |
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*: When we fled the invasion of the fiends, I feared
that I might ne'er again set eyes upon my beloved home. Yet here I am... Thou
hast made an old man very happy. |
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*: 'Twas more than I could bear to see this town,
founded by that most celebrated of bards, ransacked by pitiless marauders. |
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*: I had feared our beloved home lost, and with it the
memory of Galen. Now, thanks to thee, I am able to dedicate what time
remaineth to me to ensuring that our illustrious forebear is not forgotten. |
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*: Good morrow, noble wand'rer and saviour of our town!
I bid thee welcome to my humble establishment! |
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*: Seekest thou perhaps new weapons or armour? Prithee,
grant me such time as it might take to ascertain whether my stock has been
ruthlessly plundered by the foul fiends that descended upon us... |
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*: Forgive me, but I have yet to assess the full extent
of the damage caused by the fiends that overran the town. For the nonce, it paineth
me to say that my humble establishment must needs remain closed. |
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*: I bid thee welcome to Galenholm, one-time dwelling
place of the legendary bard! |
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*: ...Ah, what a joy it is to utter that greeting once
more! I had feared I might never again be granted the opportunity! |
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*: I have heard tell that the greatest hero of our
realm hath lately sallied forth from the great castle of Tantegel. |
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*: Might he pay our humble town a visit, perhaps? My heart
soareth at the very thought of our being graced by his presence! |
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*: Lo, a true warrior standeth before me! How do I know
this to be true, thou criest? Why, a proud soldier of Midenhall can tell a
fellow fighter when he sees one! |
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*: 'Tis fortuitous indeed, for I seek just such a one
as thee! Wherefore, thou say'st? Why, a foul and ferocious monster hath laid
claim to the treasures of the cave wherein we stand! |
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*: Aye, three great treasures indeed: the Soul Sigil, Erdrick's
armour and the mighty thunderbolt blade. He hath girded himself all about
with them, and doth parade these corridors most arrogantly! |
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*: The larcenous fiend must be relieved of them
forthwith, lest his Majesty the Prince of Midenhall arrive to claim them, and
find himself and his companions deprived of their aid! |
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*: I beg of thee—do all that is in thy power to
vanquish this impertinent knave and return the three treasures to their
rightful resting place! |
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You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
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*: Alas and alack, what am I to do? A proud soldier of
Midenhall I may be, but I lack the fortitude to face the creature alone...
Oh, woe...! |
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*: Huzzah! It seemeth my estimation of thee was not in
error! Thou art a courageous warrior, stout and true! Now go—seek out the
fiend, triumph o'er it in battle and recover the trio of treasures! |
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*: Thine enemy doth parade these corridors most brazenly.
I have no doubt that if thou venturest further inward, thou wilt corner thy
prey soon enough! |
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*: Brave warrior, thou must needs venture further into
this cave, smite the fiend that dares don Erdrick's armour and recover the
trio of treasures! |
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*: Thine enemy doth parade these corridors most
brazenly. I have no doubt that if thou girdest up thy loins and venture
further inward, thou wilt corner thy prey soon enough! |
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*: Lo, thou art returned! And from the glistering glint
that adorneth thine eye, I surmise that thou hast succeeded in thy quest,
vanquished thy foe and recovered the items stolen by the fiend! |
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*: With these treasures to aid him, the Prince of Midenhall
and his companions will be able to take on foul Hargon when finally the day
arriveth! Thou hast done this realm a great service! If it please thee... |
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*: Henceforth, I shall steadfastly stand guard, and
ensure that no other miscreant dares lay their hands upon them until such
time as they are needed! |
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*: Hmm... 'Tis not my place to say this, perhaps, but
thou art possessed of a certain...nobility that doth bring to mind the Prince
himself... Intriguing... |
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*: Thanks to thy labours, the Prince of Midenhall and
his companions shall be able to continue upon their quest when the time
arriveth. Thou hast done this realm a great service. |
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*: Hmm... 'Tis not my place to say this, perhaps, but
thou art possessed of a certain...nobility that doth bring to mind the Prince
himself... Intriguing... |
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*: Thou wond'rest who I am, perhaps? In truth, I am
princess of the realm in which thou standest—fair Moonbrooke. |
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*: Alas, 'tis a realm much diminished. An evil wretch
named Hargon, a priest in the service of pure wickedness, did burn my home
the castle to the ground, and curse me to take the form of a dog. |
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*: I found myself banished here to Moonahan, where I did
spend many a miserable day whimpering and whining at my sorry fate. |
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*: And then, wherefore I know not, the curse upon me
was lifted, and the people of the town took on canine form in my stead. |
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*: Yet there may be a solution—I once heard tell of a
spell from the time of mighty Erdrick. Sheen was its name, and it was said to
be capable of lifting any curse. |
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*: From what I have gathered, 'tis an incantation
beyond my meagre magical means, but were I to acquire the enchanted elixir
known as magic water, I might perhaps eke out a single casting. |
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*: This being so, I would humbly beg of you—bring me a
draught of that ensorcelled liquid, that I might lift the curse that
afflicteth the poor people of this town. |
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You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
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*: ...Do not apologise. The fault is mine—these are not
matters wherewith to importune a stranger. |
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*: But in truth, I have nowhere else to turn. Shouldst thou
ever change thy mind, thou knowest where to find me. |
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*: Thank you, kind stranger! Now, as to the precise
nature of magic water, I know little save its name, mentioned in passing as
it was in an ancient grimoire. |
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*: But thou seemest a capable sort—I have little doubt
that thou art more than equipped to find that which I require. Prithee, seek
it out and bring it to me, that I might right this terrible wrong. |
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*: To attempt the incantation known as Sheen, I shall
need an enchanted draught known as magic water. Alas, I have never seen it
with mine own eyes, but have merely read of it in an ancient grimoire. |
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*: But thou seemest a capable sort—I have little doubt
that thou art more than equipped to find that which I require. Prithee, seek
it out and bring it to me, that I might right this terrible wrong. |
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*: But thou seemest a capable sort—I have little doubt
that thou art more than equipped to find that which I require. Prithee, seek
it out and bring it to me, that I might right this terrible wrong. |
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Give the magic water to the Princess of Moonbrooke? |
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*: I fear that it may be no easy matter to find magic
water, but I will not give up hope. I must cure those afflicted by this terrible
curse. I cannot stand idly by. |
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*: I have little doubt that thou art more than equipped
to find that which I require. Prithee, seek it out and bring it to me, that I
might right this terrible wrong. |
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*: Lo, how beautiful it is! 'Tis almost a shame to use
it, though use it I must... |
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*: ...What say'st thou!? Obtaining this wondrous liquid
in thy world is a mere trifle!? Just what manner of place is it that thou
callest home!? |
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*: Nay, we must speak of such things another time—the
townspeople can be suffered to wait no longer for the lifting of the curse
that ails them. |
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*: My magical powers are meagre, but with this
enchanted elixir at my disposal, they may just suffice. |
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*: For all that thou hast done for me, rest assured
that thou hast my undying gratitude. Now, let us pray that our efforts have
not been in vain... |
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The Princess of Moonbrooke uses the magic water, and
succeeds in casting Sheen! |
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A magical aura gathers around her before spreading
throughout the entire town. |
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*: Fie upon't! My powers alone will not suffice to
banish this pernicious curse! |
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*: Nay, I must needs take its wicked magics upon mine
own self once again... But if that is what it will take to deliver the people
of Moonahan from its clutches... |
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*: Ruff! Ruff! |
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*: (yap yap) |
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*: Woof! Woof woof! |
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*: (pant pant) |
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*: Awooo! |
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*: Ruff! Ruff ruff ruff! |
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*: (sniff sniff) Hmnnn... |
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*: Grrr... |
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*: (sniff) Hmnnn... Hmnnn... |
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The dog is looking at <pc> intently. It appears
to be holding something in its mouth. |
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*: (sniff sniff) |
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*: What a dream I had! Wherefore I know not, but I had
become a mangy mongrel! |
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*: I swept this entire church only yesterday, and now
it is bedecked with a veritable carpet of dog hair! What manner of ruffian
would allow such a creature into this sacred place? |
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*: 'Twas some years ago now, but I was once in the
employ of the King of Midenhall. Aye, I worked as a humble maid up at the
castle. |
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*: Forgive me for sharing this with thee unbidden, but
verily, there is something in thy mien—something that recalleth the prince of
that place. |
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*: Prithee, stranger—wilt thou hear my sorry tale? |
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*: I feared that I had mislaid my precious tombola
ticket, only to find that it had been cast rudely into a hole someone had dug
in the mud! What manner of cur would do such a thing!? |
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*: I bid thee a warm welcome to Moonahan, friend! Ours
is a town where none remain strangers for long! |
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*: But...we are not strangers... We have met before,
have we not...? But where...? Forgive me—'tis naught. A dream perhaps.
Ahem... |
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*: When I find the wretch who let their filthy hound
roam my shop untrammelled, I shall give them a piece of my mind and a mighty
clip about the ear! |
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*: I may wear a soldier's garb, but I am naught but a wretched
coward. I confess—when disaster befell the castle, I did not stand and fight.
Nay, I turned and fled for my miserable life. |
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*: I dread to think what might now have become of the
place... Oh, forgive me, Princess! Forgive me! |
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*: Hark! Canst thou hear a dog's faint howl floating
'pon the breeze? Is there not something curiously noble about its timbre?
Noble, yet...suffused with sadness? |
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*: Ooh-ooh-ooh... I've been going ape trying to decide
what vocation to try out, but I think I've finally decided—I'm going to be a
lovely young lady! |
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*: ...Ooh-ooh? What are you doing monkeying around
here!? ...What's that? That Briscoletti ape sent you after me? |
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*: Ooh-ooh-ooh! Struggling with that curse I placed on them,
are they? Ha! Well, I don't give a monkey's! They should try being sealed
away for centuries like I was! |
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*: Now that I'm finally out, I'm going to go bananas! I
have to make the most of every moment, and no one's going to stop me! Are you
sure you want to get in my way? |
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*: Well I'll be a monkey's uncle! Who'd have thought
you were all talk and no action. Ooh-ooh-ooh! Well, clear off, then—I've got
a new life to be getting on with! |
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*: Ooh-ooh-ooh! Well, if that's how you want it, that's
how you'll get it! Time for some gorilla warfare! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Ciao, lad. You're <pc>, aren't you? I'm Rodrigo
Briscoletti, the owner of this house. I don't suppose you could spare me a minute,
could you? |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
The thing is, you see, there's a big wedding meant to
be taking place in town tomorrow. We're all busy preparing for it. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
The groom's gone off to get official permission to wed—the
plan is to get everything ready before he gets back. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
But now some awful monster's appeared and put a curse
on everyone in my household so they look just like me! No one's going to want
to celebrate until this is sorted out! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
I have a theory as to why this might have happened. You
see, my grande-grande-grande...grande grandfather Rodolfo was famous for
sending troublesome monsters away where they couldn't hurt people. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
I think one of them must have managed to break free,
and has come back to wreak havoc on the descendants of the man who imprisoned
them. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Per favore, lad! You must find this creature and defeat
it! Otherwise the groom-to-be will end up marrying someone with my ugly mug! |
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You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Not interested? Hmph. You may have the same glint in your
eye as our young hero, but you clearly don't have the same generosity of
heart. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Grazie mille, lad! You have the heart of a true hero! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
...Which is lucky, because I don't think defeating this
monster will be easy. For one thing, it ran away as soon as it had finished
cursing us. I haven't the foggiest where it went. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Someone did say they heard it muttering to itself, though.
Perhaps it unwittingly let slip a word or two about its intentions? |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
I can't remember who it was now, but it won't take long
for a resourceful lad like you to interrogate everyone in the house and find
out, I'm sure! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
And don't worry—once you've learnt the monster's
whereabouts, I'll be along to help you with the fighting. Can't leave all the
hard work to the young ragazzi, eh? Ha ha ha haaa! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
We were all busy with the wedding preparations when a
monster came along and placed a curse on everyone in the household before
scurrying off! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
I've no idea where it might have gone, but I remember
someone saying that they heard it muttering to itself. Maybe it unwittingly
let slip a clue or two... |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
I can't remember who it was, but if you talk to
everyone, you'll get the information you need to track the creature down soon
enough, I'm sure. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
And don't worry—once you've established its
whereabouts, I'll be along to help you with the fighting. Can't leave all the
hard work to the young ragazzi, eh! Ha ha ha hah! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Ha ha ha haaa! Fine work, lad! You beat the beast before
I even had the chance to join you! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Now we can proceed with the final preparations for
tomorrow's wedding! Grazie mille, <pc>! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
The wedding we are preparing for is no ordinary
one—it's not every day that the Zenithian Shield finds itself with a new
owner, after all. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
I would be delighted if you could join us, of course,
but I know you have your own adventure to be getting on with. Good luck, lad!
Buon viaggio! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Hot panini! You have feelings for me, lad!? I, I like
you too, but... No! No, no! That's not an option. You will reconsider. |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Then it's settled! I admire a man who has the courage
to be decisive! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Oh, as a reward for all your help, I will allow you to
open one of the treasure chests behind me and take whatever you find inside! |
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Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Do let me know if you have time to help us with another
rehearsal, won't you? Goodness knows, we could all do with the practice! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
You've been an enormous help, lad! Thanks to you, I'll
be able to face the big event without worrying about fluffing my lines! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Ciao, <pc>! Come to help out with the rehearsals
again, have you? |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
No? I suppose you must be busy. Well, let me know if
you change your mind. We could all do with the practice. |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Great! Then let's get started, presto! |
|
Rodrigo Briscoletti |
Grazie mille for all your help, lad. Let me know if you
want to help us with another rehearsal! |
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|
Honestly, you've really been a huge help. Now everyone
knows what they're doing, there should be no nerves on the big day! |
|
Bianca |
I'm back to me old self at last, and it's all thanks to
you! I'm well grateful, I am! |
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Bianca |
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Bianca |
We used to go huntin' ghosts and that back when we were
little. Ahh, I en't been on an adventure like that in yonks. Great days... |
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Bianca |
This is fun, en't it? Ha ha! I can't wait to see who
you end up pickin'! |
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Bianca |
There's someone out there for you too, <pc>. When
you find 'em, make sure you take good care of 'em, alright? |
|
Bianca |
Now, I wonder where he's got to... |
|
Bianca |
...What's that? Who am I lookin' for? Oh, an old pal—a
great sabrecat, to be precise. Me and my best friend have known him since he
was a cub, but I lost him on the way here. |
|
Bianca |
Not that I'm worried—my mate who trained him's
practically a professional monster-wrangler! Still, if you see the dear old
kitty-cat on your travels, let me know, won't you? |
|
Bianca |
There's someone out there for you too, <pc>. When
you find 'em, make sure you take good care of 'em, alright? |
|
Bianca |
Now, I wonder where he's got to... |
|
Bianca |
...What's that? Who am I lookin' for? Oh, an old pal—a
great sabrecat, to be precise. Me and my best friend have known him since he
was a cub, but I lost him on the way here. |
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Bianca |
Not that I'm worried—my mate who trained him's
practically a professional monster-wrangler! Still, can't help wond'rin' if
he's okay. I don't s'pose you've seen any sabrecats on your travels, have
you? |
|
Bianca |
Yeah, it was a bit of a long shot. S'pose I'll have to just
wait for him to turn up... |
|
Bianca |
What's that!? You saw a great sabrecat on the rampage
at Chateau Felix!? |
|
Bianca |
That doesn't really sound like him... Mind you, he did
go a bit feral after he was separated from my mate for a while... |
|
Bianca |
He even attacked him when he found him again, the
blimmin' rotter! It was only the scent of me ribbon that brought him back to
his senses! |
|
Bianca |
Hey, I know! Maybe the same trick'll work again! Let
this sabrecat you've found have a look—and a sniff—at this ribbon. If it's
him, he'll be all calm again in no time! |
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<pc> receives Bianca's ribbon! |
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Bianca |
There you go! I'd go with you myself, but I en't
allowed to leave at the mo—wedding preparations, you know... |
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*: Anyway, go and show it to that great sabrecat at
Chateau Felix! |
|
Bianca |
Hey, have you heard? Our friend the sabrecat came back!
You showed him that ribbon like I asked you to, then? |
|
Bianca |
Ha ha! I knew that'd work! Aww, it's so nice to see him
again! Thanks, <pc>! I owe you one! |
|
Bianca |
You didn't? S'pose he must've managed to find me all by
himself, then! What a clever kitty! |
|
Nera |
Oh, thank goodness! I was beginning to worry that I might
have to resign myself to looking like Papa forever! |
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Now all we have to do is wait for a certain someone to
come back and make his proposal... I must admit, I'm a little nervous... |
|
Nera |
Now that the rehearsals are over, it's nearly time for
the main event. I'm feeling rather nervous, I must admit... |
|
Nera |
Thank you for all your help. You've been ever so kind.
I wish you all the very best on your travels! |
|
Debora |
Hm? Oh! Yes, of course. You're the one who took care of
the monster who put that awful curse on us, aren't you? |
|
Debora |
Good work. I'm sure Papa'd be happy to put you on the
staff if you're ever in need of employment. |
|
Debora |
I might even let you be my personal servant if you're
lucky. I doubt you'll ever be my favourite, but still, second place isn't
bad. |
|
Debora |
Oh, hurry up, will you! I hate waiting! Just pick
someone and let's get this over with! |
|
Debora |
...Speaking of keeping people waiting, where IS that
useless boy!? I'll have to have a word with him when he finally shows his
face! |
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*: Thank you very much for getting rid of that curse. I
was starting to wonder what I'd do if I had to look like that forever. |
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*: I mean, you couldn't have Mr Briscoletti waiting on
Mr Briscoletti, could you? That'd just be confusing! |
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*: Come along now, I'm too old for that kind of
teasing! |
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*: Thank you very much for getting rid of that curse. I
was starting to wonder what I'd do if I had to look like that forever... |
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*: I mean, you couldn't have Mr Briscoletti waiting on
Mr Briscoletti, could you? That'd just be confusing! |
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*: I was supposed to head straight home after I'd
finished helping get things ready for the wedding, but I can't go back to the
village looking like this! |
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*: I dread to think how Dad'd react if he saw me like
this. His health en't great as it is... |
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*: Oh dear... Now that everyone looks just like Papa, it's
awfully difficult to work out who's who. |
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*: I think the real Papa is over there... Or perhaps
he's that one there...? Oh, I just don't know any more! |
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*: I love Papa very much, of course, but not quite enough
to want to look like him. Especially with this wedding coming up... |
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*: How long is this going to go on for!? I don't want
to look like an ugly old man! I want to be myself again! |
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*: This is just the worst. Of all the people to turn
into, I had to turn into Papa! Now none of my clothes fit or anything! |
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*: I'm not quite sure what's happened to me... |
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*: I heard that monster muttering something to itself
as it scarpered. |
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*: Something about reinventing itself, heading to some
abbey or other to start a new life... |
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*: It didn't make much sense to me, but then monsters
never do. You're going after the horrible creature, aren't you? Well, be
careful. |
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*: Lo, is this a courageous adventurer I see before me?
Well met, wand'rer! I know not whom thou art, but there is a boon I would ask
of thee. |
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*: Some days since, mine own beloved son, the Crown
Prince, did vow to vanquish the High Priest Hargon, and so saying, did set
out in search of the Prince of Midenhall, that they might join forces in this
quest. |
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*: But he did not depart on foot—nay, it seemeth that
the boy did vanish into thin air, like unto a puff of smoke! None have since
seen hide nor hair of him. |
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*: A father cannot help but fret. Prithee—wilt thou
seek him out and bring him to me, that I might know he is well ere he
ventureth forth once more? |
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|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
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*: You would refuse a request from a king? So be it.
Then it seemeth I have little choice but to sit and pray that the poor boy
returneth unto us unharmed... |
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*: Verily, thou art benevolent indeed! As I have
stated, my son did set out in search of the Prince of Midenhall, and in
addition, the Princess of Moonbrooke—another of his royal peers. |
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*: I have scant little in the way of further details
save this—'twould seem he spake of having heard tell of a prince among a
people named the Roamers. |
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*: And 'twas upon so saying that he did vanish in the
manner previously described. 'Tis a most vexing tale, to be certain... |
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*: I know not quite whether to believe it, but there
can be little doubt that the boy hath disappeared. Forgive me, but I know of
naught else that might aid thee in thy search... |
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*: My beloved son did set out to join forces with the
Prince of Midenhall and the Princess of Moonbrooke. |
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*: Yet rather than depart on foot, he did vanish into thin
air, like unto a puff of smoke. |
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*: I have scant little in the way of further details
save this—'twould seem he spake of having heard tell of a prince among a
people named the Roamers. |
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*: Beyond this, I know naught that might assist thee in
thy search. I can but pray for thy success. |
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*: Lo, the wanderer returneth! Verily, thou art a hero
indeed! Thou hast delivered my son from danger and returned him unto me! |
|
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*: I will ne'er forget what thou hast done for this
kingdom! In honour of thy noble deed, pray accept this small token—a treasure
that hath graced the castle vault for countless generations. |
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*: 'Tis true that my son hath at times taken a somewhat
lackadaisical approach to life, but nevertheless, the blood of Erdrick—that
mightiest of heroes—floweth still in his veins. |
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*: If not he, then who else can hope to vanquish the
High Priest Hargon? Aye, thou hast rendered a great service not merely unto
my family, but to this world entire. |
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*: 'Tis true that my son hath at times taken a somewhat
lackadaisical approach to life, but nevertheless, the blood of Erdrick—that
mightiest of heroes—floweth still in his veins. |
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*: If not he, then who else can hope to vanquish the
High Priest Hargon? Aye, thou hast rendered a great service not merely unto
my family, but to this world entire. |
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*: Ne'er before hath the Crown Prince been absent so
long. |
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*: I cannot help but fear for him. I only pray that he
hath not come to any harm. |
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*: I must confess that when the long-absent prince did
reappear as suddenly as he had vanished, I could do little but stare and
gape... |
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*: The castle town of Cannock welcomes thee. |
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*: Though alas, thou hast arrived at an unhappy time.
...Thou seem'st a capable sort—prithee, make haste unto the throne room and
speak with the King. |
|
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*: Long, long ago, the hero by whose hand the Dragonlord
was slain did cross the great ocean of Alefgard to found the kingdom of
Midenhall. |
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*: In time, his descendants did set out in their turn
to found yet further realms—those of Cannock and Moonbrooke. |
|
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*: Which is to say that the prince to whose aid thou
didst so heroically come is a scion of none other than mighty Erdrick
himself. |
|
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*: Beyond this door lieth the chamber of the Princess,
beloved sibling of our dear Crown Prince. I daresay thou hast no business
here... |
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*: Saviour of the Crown Prince, and indeed the realm,
thou may be, but nonetheless, I cannot permit thee to roam as thou wilt. The
Princess's chamber remaineth strictly off limits. |
|
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*: 'Tis marvellous indeed to be back in the place I
call home—I owe it all to thee! |
|
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*: And yet I must not tarry here—I am given to
understand that the Prince of Midenhall hath set out upon a great quest, and
I must needs join him without delay! |
|
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*: Let us offer up our voices in prayer, that the Crown
Prince might be returned to us unharmed! |
|
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*: The Crown Prince is returned unto our bosom!
Doubtless Rubiss, Spirit of the Land, did hear our prayers and deign to
answer them! Praise be! |
|
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*: Thou approachest the place wherein the kingdom's
most sacred treasures—the relics of the mighty Erdrick—are housed. None may
enter without royal assent. |
|
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*: Herein are the kingdom's most sacred treasures—the
relics of the mighty Erdrick—housed. But even one who hath done as much for
our realm as thee may not enter without royal assent. |
|
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*: Our most valuable treasure is kept down this way.
There's no question of letting anyone through while there's a monster loose
in the village! |
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*: Thank you, friend! We'd have lost our Eliza forever
if it weren't for you! |
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*: I still can't let you through here, though. This is
where we keep our most valuable treasure, and even though you're a hero,
you're also an outsider. Sorry, but that's just the way it is. |
|
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*: Look at that horrible creature! Goodness knows how
it managed to slip into the village... |
|
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*: I'll tell you one thing, though—if it touches so
much as one hair on my boy's head, I'll turn it into a puddle of gloop! |
|
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*: My husband took our boy to hide in the storehouse,
so I know he's safe. It's Eliza I'm worried about. She's nowhere to be seen. |
|
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*: This monster's done something terrible to her, I
just know it! We need to catch it and find out what before it's too late! |
|
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*: Sorry for ranting and raving at you earlier. It all
feels rather silly now. I just panicked, you see. I thought my boy was in
danger... |
|
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*: Anyway, I'm just glad Eliza's safe. We all are—she's
such a good friend to all the other children. |
|
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*: Listen, you rotten nuisance! We don't take kindly to
strangers around here—and even less kindly to monsters! |
|
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*: Listen, you rotten nuisance! We don't take kindly to
strangers around here—and even less kindly to monsters! |
|
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*: I really lost it back there—sorry. I shouldn't have
jumped to conclusions and accused you like that. But we don't get many
outsiders coming here. I didn't really know how to react. None of us did... |
|
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*: We're nice, friendly people really, though, I
promise. Why don't you take a walk around the village and see for yourself?
It's a lovely day for it! |
|
|
*: The minute that horrible blue blob turned up here, Eliza
disappeared! That can't just be a coincidence! |
|
|
*: We need to catch that disgusting thing and get it to
tell us what it's done with her! |
|
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*: The minute that horrible blue blob turned up here,
Eliza disappeared! That can't just be a coincidence! |
|
|
*: We need to catch that disgusting thing and get it to
tell us what it's done with her! |
|
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*: I'm sorry I spouted all that nonsense about you
being in league with the monster. We're not really that paranoid and closed-minded,
I promise. We're actually rather welcoming. |
|
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*: I'd offer you a free stay at the inn to prove my
point, but I'm afraid I'm not allowed to provide accommodation for outsiders.
I'm sorry, but those are the rules. |
|
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*: (pant) Who does this...monster think it is...making
me run around like this!? (pant) |
|
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*: Why, if I were only...forty years younger, I'd...be
able to muster up the energy to wallop it with Zapple...! (pant) That'd put
an end to its antics! |
|
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*: (gasp) Come here... (pant) |
|
|
*: Blasted thing is...running in fear of my...deadly
Zapple spell... (pant) |
|
|
*: Blimey, that was close! Imagine if I'd whacked our
Eliza with a Zapple spell! I'd never have lived that down. |
|
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*: Thank goodness you came here when you did. If you
hadn't, I suspect things might have ended badly... |
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*: Waaah! (wobble) Goo away! Don't hurt me! |
|
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*: P-Please, you have to listen to me! I know I look and
sound like a slime... (slurp) But I'm actually a gooman, just like you! |
|
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*: My name's Eliza! I'm just a regoolar girl from the
village! |
|
Eliza |
I wanted to practise my magic, so I oozed a spell
called Morph to turn myself into a slime, but then a horrible monster
appeared out of the goo! |
|
Eliza |
It put a curse on me, then slurped off, and now I can't
seem to change back to the girl I oozed to be! |
|
Eliza |
It's a big problem—the goomans who live here are responsible
for looking after someone important, so they're very slurspicious of
outsiders—especially monsters! (wobble) |
|
Eliza |
I don't know what they're gooing to do if they catch
me, but it won't be pretty... I have to lift the curse that monster oozed on
me! |
|
Eliza |
Please... (slurp) I know it's an unoozual request, but
could you please help me? |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
Eliza |
Oh... (slurp) I understand, you must have a lot gooing on.
I slurpose I'll just have to try and manage by myself, then... |
|
Eliza |
Let me know if you change your mind, though. Goobye for
now! |
|
Eliza |
You will? Gooreat! You've got a goo heart, you know that?
Now, I don't slurpose you've ever heard of an item known as the supreme
sage's staff? |
|
Eliza |
It's slurposed to be filled with a holy power that can
ungoo all sorts of nasty spells, and I've heard you can build it oozing a
Fun-Size Forge. |
|
Eliza |
I'm pretty sure I could ooze it to dispel the nasty
curse that monster put on me. |
|
Eliza |
So my request is simple: goo and forge the staff, then
bring it to me! (slurp) |
|
Eliza |
I should be able to give the villagers the slip until you
get back, but I'd appreciate it if you could try and hurry. Goo luck! |
|
Eliza |
The supreme sage's staff is slurposed to be filled with
a holy power that can ungoo all sorts of nasty spells, and I've heard you can
build it oozing a Fun-Size Forge. |
|
Eliza |
I'm pretty sure I could ooze it to dispel the nasty
curse that monster put on me. |
|
Eliza |
So my request is simple: goo and forge the staff, then
bring it to me! (slurp) |
|
Eliza |
I should be able to give the villagers the slip until you
get back, but I'd appreciate it if you could try and hurry. Goo luck! |
|
Eliza |
Has anyone ever told you that you've got really weird
hair? It's so straight and shiny. My best friend's a boy too, but his hair's
completely the opposite. |
|
Eliza |
It's green, for one thing, and really wild and curly,
like a big bush. I think it's great. |
|
|
*: Zzz... Zzz... (snort) Hngh? Hmph!? Who are you!?
Some sort of adventurer, I suppose? |
|
|
*: This is the Neverglade. It leads to the Faerie
Realm, but not just anyone can get through. |
|
|
*: Actually, no one can at the moment. You see, a
little while ago, one of the forest flowers turned into a monster and started
pumping out a pollen that sends people to sleep. |
|
|
*: One sniff of the stuff sent me straight to the Land
of Nod. I wouldn't be surprised if the same were true of everyone else who
goes in there. |
|
|
*: It's the faeries I'm most worried about, of course,
but it's not like I can go and check on them—grown-ups like me can't even see
them. |
|
|
*: But we have to do something. If all the faeries fall
asleep, there'll be no one to guide people to their kingdom, and the Faerie
Realm will be cut off forever! |
|
|
*: Wait a minute—you said you were an adventurer,
didn't you? Maybe you could go and beat up this pollen-pumping fiend? |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
|
*: Fair enough. I suppose it was stupid of me to ask a
complete stranger to help. I'd better come up with another way out of this
mess. Maybe after a little nap... |
|
|
*: You'll help us? Gosh. I didn't think there were
people like you left in the world. |
|
|
*: The monster's somewhere deep inside the forest. I'll
warn you, though—navigating the Neverglade is far from easy. |
|
|
*: Life'd be much easier if you could ask a faerie for
guidance, of course, but unfortunately only children can see them... |
|
|
*: Anyway, I know it's asking a lot, but we're really
counting on you—and the faeries are too! Please, you have to go and take care
of that monster! |
|
|
*: That flower monster thing's filled the forest with
some kind of pollen that's putting everyone to sleep. |
|
|
*: It's the faeries I'm most worried about. If they all
fall asleep, there'll be no one to guide people to their kingdom, and the
Faerie Realm will be cut off forever! |
|
|
*: The monster's somewhere deep inside the forest. Any
faerie worth their salt would be able to show you the way, of course... |
|
|
*: But unfortunately, only children can see them. I've
no idea where they might be or what they're up to... |
|
|
*: I know it's a lot to ask, but we've no one else to turn
to. Will you please go and take care of this flower monster? The faeries are
counting on you—we all are! |
|
|
*: Owww... My poor joints... I'm far too old to be
sleeping on the floor! |
|
|
*: Still, hopefully I won't be doing it again for a while
now you've taken care of that monster. The faeries will be relieved as well,
I'm sure of it. |
|
|
*: I suppose I'd better give you some kind of reward,
hadn't I? Here, take this. |
|
|
*: It's good to hear that nothing bad happened to the
faeries. It would have been terrible if their realm had been cut off
forever... |
|
|
*: You're a real hero, I must say. We owe you a great
deal. Stay safe out there, and be sure to drop by again sometime! |
|
|
*: They say that only the pure-hearted are able to see
faeries. That pretty much rules out oldies like me. |
|
|
*: ...What's that? You can't see them either? Well,
congratulations. Sounds like you're all grown-up! |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Zzz...<LM_LF>Ah-phew... (snort) |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Zzz...<LM_LF>Ah-phew... (snort) |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Hmph! ...Eh? You're looking for a
magical tree that grows in the forest where the faeries live? |
|
|
*: Hmm... I'm not sure about the tree itself, but I
know where you can find a branch from it. There's a local silvapithecus that
uses it to practise its fencing skills! |
|
|
*: I suppose you'll have to fight it to get the thing
off it, though... Err, good luck... |
|
|
*: Now, if you don't mind...(yawn)...I need my beauty
sleep... Zzz... (snort) |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Hmph! ...Eh? You're looking for a
magical tree that grows in the forest where the faeries live? |
|
|
*: Hmm... I'm not sure about the tree itself, but I
know where you can find a branch from it. There's a local silvapithecus that
uses it to practise its fencing skills! |
|
|
*: I suppose you'll have to fight it to get the thing
off it, though... Err, good luck... |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Zzz...<LM_LF>Ah-phew... (snort) |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Zzz...<LM_LF>Ah-phew... (snort) |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Hmph! ...Eh? You're looking for a
magical tree that grows in the forest where the faeries live? |
|
|
*: Hmm... I'm not sure about the tree itself, but I
know where you can find a branch from it. There's a local silvapithecus that
uses it to practise its fencing skills! |
|
|
*: I suppose you'll have to fight it to get the thing
off it, though... Err, good luck... |
|
|
*: Now, if you don't mind...(yawn)...I need my beauty
sleep... Zzz... (snort) |
|
|
*: Zzz... (snort) Hmph! ...Eh? You're looking for a
magical tree that grows in the forest where the faeries live? |
|
|
*: Hmm... I'm not sure about the tree itself, but I
know where you can find a branch from it. There's a local silvapithecus that
uses it to practise its fencing skills! |
|
|
*: I suppose you'll have to fight it to get the thing
off it, though... Err, good luck... |
|
|
*: (growl) (grumble) |
|
|
*: Oh dear, just listen to my stomach! I was asleep for
so long, I've no idea when I last ate! Best start making dinner right away! |
|
|
*: Oh! Is that a branch from the revelatree you've got
there? You did well to get hold of that! They're rarer than hen's teeth! |
|
|
*: (growl) (grumble) |
|
|
*: Oh dear, just listen to my stomach! I was asleep for
so long, I've no idea when I last ate! Best start making dinner right away! |
|
|
*: Oh! Is that a branch from the revelatree you've got there?
You did well to get hold of that! They're rarer than hen's teeth! |
|
|
*: This tower was built as a shrine to Pegasus, but it
only contains her body—she's missing her heart, poor thing. |
|
|
*: It was stolen, you see. Someone carted it off, and
nobody knows where it ended up... |
|
|
*: But some believe that it'll be returned to the tower
one day, and Pegasus will be set free. People have been flogging that dead
horse for a while now, though. I don't think it's ever actually going to
happen... |
|
|
*: You really had the bit between your teeth back
there! Thank you for stepping in and saving our master! |
|
|
*: (whinny) I've got a nagging feeling something
terrible has happened... |
|
|
*: ...Hm? Hold your horses! You're some kind of
adventurer, aren't you? Then please, you have to listen to what I've got to
say! |
|
|
*: This tower is known as the Pillar of Pegasus. It's a
sacred place—a stable for a statue of Pegasus herself. |
|
|
*: Now, the old man who looks after it happens to be my
master. He's a huge fan of all things equine! |
|
|
*: The thing is though, he trotted off up there a while
ago, and he hasn't come back down. I'm ever so worried about him. |
|
|
*: I don't want to put the cart before the horse, but I've
heard a rumour that Pegasus will be revived when her stolen heart is returned
to her. |
|
|
*: I'm wondering whether something like that might have
happened, and my master got caught up in it all. |
|
|
*: I don't suppose you could go up there yourself and
see if he's alright, could you? I just can't help but worry that he's come a
cropper... |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
|
*: Oh. I see... Looks like I backed the wrong horse. I'd
better go and look for him myself, then... |
|
|
*: You will!? Wow! Thanks so much—it would have been a
total mare trying to go after him myself. |
|
|
*: Anyway, my master was heading to the top of the
tower to polish the statue of Pegasus—I got that straight from the horse's
mouth. |
|
|
*: All you need to do is gallop on up there, and you
should be able to find out what happened soon enough. |
|
|
*: I'd come with you, but it's probably better if I wait
here in case you miss him on the way up. Plus, stairs are probably more your
forte than mine—horses for courses, and all that! |
|
|
*: My master was heading to the top of the tower to
polish the statue of Pegasus—I got that straight from the horse's mouth. |
|
|
*: All you need to do is gallop on up there, and you
should be able to find out what happened soon enough. |
|
|
*: I'd come with you, but it's probably better if I
wait here in case you miss him on the way up. Plus, stairs are probably more
your forte than mine—horses for courses, and all that! |
|
|
*: Thank you ever so much for saving my master! You had
no horse in this race, but you stepped in and saved the day regardless! |
|
|
*: You know, I really thought I was done for when that
statue came for me... Thought I'd be going to the great big pasture in the
sky... |
|
|
*: Anyway, enough about me. I'd better pony up and give
you your reward. I know it isn't much, but I'd like you to have it. |
|
|
*: After all, not only did you rescue us, you also made
sure that the statue of Pegasus won't be trying to claim the hearts of random
strangers any more! |
|
|
*: We still believe that someone will bring the heart
of Pegasus back one day, but for now we'll just have to get back on the horse
and carry on working hard. The tower won't take care of itself! |
|
|
*: ...Hm? You were wondering why an old nag like me is
so good at speaking? |
|
|
*: Well, I'd love to tell you, but I'm afraid it's a
secret. I don't want to get on my high horse about this, but it's for equine
ears only! |
|
|
*: I can't stop thinking about the eerie power that
forced me and the statue together... Who could have been responsible for
something like that? |
|
|
*: Anyway, all's well that ends well, I suppose. Thanks
again for rescuing us. My darling horses and I will never forget what you
did! |
|
|
*: I've always loved horses, ever since I was a little
boy. The Pillar was built by horse-lovers too. That's why I took the job
here. |
|
|
*: They say some evil being caused Pegasus to
<LM_6>lose her true self<LM_9>. |
|
|
*: But what does that even mean? Sounds like a load of
manure to me... |
|
|
*: I'd like to soar through the skies like Pegasus one
day. That's why I'm eating double portions of hay with extra sugar lumps! |
|
|
*: My master said that if I eat enough, I'll start
sprouting wings. It hasn't happened yet, but I'm going to keep trying! |
|
|
*: Welcome to Alltrades Abbey, my child. |
|
|
*: The abbey is a place of peace to think back on
life's road and to plot the journey ahead. Do you wish to change paths? |
|
|
*: Ah, but I am forgetting myself. It is unfortunately
not currently possible to change vocations, regardless of your desire. |
|
|
*: As you have perhaps noticed, we are currently
dealing with a rather...unique situation. |
|
|
*: Elderly gentlemen from every corner of the world
have gathered here in the hope of becoming bunny girls. |
|
|
*: I have told them repeatedly that it is impossible,
but none of them will listen! Dealing with them is taking up all our
resources—I fear we may have to shut our doors if they cannot be convinced to
leave... |
|
|
*: But wait—perhaps you might be able to help? |
|
|
*: One of my predecessors once mentioned a book that
claimed to provide guidance for those wishing to become <LM_6>lovely
young ladies<LM_9>. |
|
|
*: Do you think you could find it and bring it to me?
There is just the faintest chance that it might contain a clue as to how I
might give these gentlemen what they so fervently desire. |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
|
*: Oh dear... Then I really am perplexed as to what to
do... These people are getting rather...restless... |
|
|
*: You will seek it out? Wonderful! You will be doing
the abbey a great service, my child. ...Hm? Ah, yes! The book's location! |
|
|
*: All my predecessor said was that the guide was kept
in a place where one might expect to find fashion advice—somewhere
<LM_6>where a lot of young ladies gather<LM_9>. |
|
|
*: Beyond that, I am unsure what this place might be,
but if you find somewhere that fits the bill, take a look on its bookshelves,
and I am sure you will find what you seek eventually. |
|
|
*: I appreciate that all this information is a little
on the vague side, but I am afraid it is all I have. Still, you seem a
resourceful fellow. I am sure you will be back with the book before I know
it! |
|
|
*: If you could bring me that book on how to become a
bunny girl, perhaps I might finally be able to give these gentlemen what they
want so they will leave us in peace! Sadly, I do not know exactly where it
is. |
|
|
*: All my predecessor said was that the guide was kept
in a place where one might expect to find fashion advice—somewhere
<LM_6>where a lot of young ladies gather<LM_9>. |
|
|
*: Beyond that, I am unsure what this place might be,
but if you find somewhere that fits the bill, take a look on its bookshelves,
and I am sure you will find what you seek eventually. |
|
|
*: I appreciate that all this information is a little
on the vague side, but I am afraid it is all I have. Still, you seem a
resourceful fellow. I am sure you will be back with the book before I know
it! |
|
|
*: Ah! Welcome back, my child. Did you succeed in
finding the book I requested? |
|
|
*: Ah... Perhaps it does not exist after all... I had
better try to think of another solution... |
|
|
*: So this is it, hm? What does this say...
<LM_6>The Bunny Girl's Bible<LM_9>...? |
|
|
*: It certainly sounds like the kind of book we need.
Let us take a look inside and see... |
|
|
*: ...O-Oh my! |
|
|
*: ...G-Goodness me! |
|
|
*: Well, it is certainly quite the...page-turner. I
shall have to make time to peruse its contents in more detail later on.
Ahem... |
|
|
*: But most importantly for our immediate purposes, it
does indeed seem to contain instructions on how to turn anyone into a lovely
young lady. |
|
|
*: Which means that we can finally give our elderly
friends what they want, and bring peace back to the abbey at last! |
|
|
*: This is a dark time, my child. The world is overrun
with monsters, and chaos reigns supreme. |
|
|
*: Alltrades Abbey has always been a place where people
have come to learn the skills required to overcome such challenges. |
|
|
*: And thanks to your selflessness in coming to our
aid, we are able to fulfil that function once again. Thank you, my child. Our
debt to you is great indeed. |
|
|
*: This is a dark time, my child. The world is overrun
with monsters, and chaos reigns supreme... |
|
|
*: Alltrades Abbey has always been a place where people
have come to learn the skills required to overcome such challenges. |
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*: And thanks to your selflessness in coming to our
aid, we are able to fulfil that function once again. Thank you, my child. Our
debt to you is great indeed. |
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*: To be completely honest, however, I have some doubts
about how much of a role bunny girls have to play in the battle against the
forces of evil... |
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*: Still, it is not my place to give career advice,
only to facilitate the changing of vocations. If every old man in the world
wishes to become a lovely young lady, who am I to stop them? |
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*: You've arrived at Alltrades Abbey. This holy place
has served as a beacon in people's lives since ancient times. |
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*: We're struggling a bit at the moment, though. The
High Priest will fill you in on the details, I'm sure. |
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*: You've arrived at Alltrades Abbey. This holy place
has served as a beacon in people's lives since ancient times. |
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*: It's not usually this...lively, though. You might
struggle to get an audience with the High Priest at this rate. |
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*: It's a pleasure to welcome you to Alltrades Abbey. |
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*: P-Please! Form an orderly queue! |
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*: Bunny girl, bunny girl, that's what I want to be!
<LM_.|><LM_LF>Bunny girl, bunny girl, that's the life for me!
<LM_.|> |
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*: Bunny girl, bunny girl, that's what I want to be!
<LM_.|><LM_LF>Bunny girl, bunny girl, that's the life for me!
<LM_.|> |
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*: Me! Me! I'm next! I'm becoming a bunny girl before
any of my friends! |
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*: I just want to have a little bit of beauty in my
life again, you know? And what better way to do that than become a lovely
young lady! |
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*: I'll happily give you a puff-puff once I'm all set.
You can be my first customer if you like! |
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*: I can't wait to become a bunny girl and have people
fussing over me all the time! I'm going to be so popular! |
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*: I'll still make time to give you a puff-puff,
though. You can be my first customer if you like! |
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*: Come ooon! Come ooon! I can't wait any longer! I
want to become a lovely lady this instant! |
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*: I bet you can't wait for me to give you a puff-puff
either, can you? |
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*: Won't be long now... Just a few more sleeps and all
my bunny girl dreams will come true! |
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*: What's the hold-up!? Why haven't I become a bunny
girl yet!? |
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*: Becoming a bunny girl's been my dream for decades.
At last, I can die happy! |
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*: ...But only after I actually become one, of course!
Imagine if I died before it happened—that would be the greatest tragedy of
all time! |
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*: Heh heh... You probably think I'm just another
foolish dreamer looking to become a lovely young lady, don't you? Well, you'd
be right! Heh heh! |
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*: I've always wanted to become a bunny girl, ever
since I was a little boy. |
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*: I think everyone does secretly, don't you? |
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*: ...What's that? Why am I so keen on becoming a bunny
girl? Ha! What a stupid question! |
|
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*: You see a mountain, you want to climb it, right? You
see a river, you want to go swimming. So if you see a bunny girl, you just
want to be one! It's simple! |
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*: What's the hold-up!? I've waited my whole life to
become a lovely young lady, and I refuse to wait any longer! |
|
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*: The High Priest doesn't seem too keen on the idea of
turning us all into bunny girls... |
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*: Look, if you want to become a bunny girl too, you're
just going to have to join the queue! |
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*: I'm not sure I can wait much longer...! |
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*: Heh heh heh! Look! Just look! I'm a bunny girl at
last! |
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*: If my dear old grandmother could see me now... Ahh,
she'd be so proud! |
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*: This is even better than I expected! Look at my
bobbly tail! And these ears! Hoo hoo! |
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*: My new vocation's not all fun and games, you know.
Oh no, a bunny girl's got to earn a living! So how about it? Would you care
for a puff-puff? Heh heh heh... |
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*: I had a last minute change of heart. I thought I
wanted to become a lovely young lady, but what I really wanted to be was a
merchant! And now that's what I am! Hoo hoo! |
|
Rose |
I don't believe it... The flute of revelation has been
destroyed... D-Does this mean I won't be able to see Psaro any more!? |
|
Rose |
Why would anyone do such a thing? Who would be cruel
enough to possess Sir Roseguardin and set him on us like this? |
|
Rose |
Thank you so much! Now I'll be able to meet my beloved Psaro
once again! |
|
Rose |
The th-thought of seeing his...(sniff)...face...
Gosh... It's made me all...(sob)...emotional... |
|
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Ruby tears start to roll down Rose's cheeks...
<pc> catches them as they fall! |
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But as soon as they touch <pc>'s hand, the jewels
shatter... |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
Uh...uuurgh...? I...seem to be back to my—Clank!—old
self... You have my thanks, kind sir. |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
Alas, I have very little recollection of what happened to
me. I do recall a voice in my—Clank!—head, urging me to destroy everything,
but that is all... |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
Still, whether it was by my own volition or not is
beside the point. I had a duty to protect Rose, and instead I turned
my—Clank!—sword upon her... |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
What is more, I have destroyed the precious flute of
revelation, the only—Clank!—means by which she and Psaro could be reunited... |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
I have thoroughly disgraced myself. I must gather my meagre—Clank!—possessions
and leave the tower immediately... |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
An all-new flute of revelation! I can
scarcely—Clank!—believe it! Thank you, good sir, for all you have done! |
|
Sir Roseguardin |
The burden of guilt which weighed heavy on my heart has
been lifted. I hereby vow, with renewed—Clank!—vigour, to do my utmost to
protect Rose from those who seek to harm her! |
|
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*: (slurp) Thank you very much for rescuing us! You're
a goo person! |
|
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*: You mustn't blame Sir Roseguardin for attacking us,
though. He's not some horrible monster—he's been Rose's staunchest defender
since slime immemorial! (slurp) |
|
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*: I don't know what happened to him, but he just
changed completely all of a sudden. He started attacking us, like he was
possessed or something. It was so slurprising! |
|
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*: The next thing we knew, he'd smashed up Rose's
beloved flute of revelation! (slurp) Now it's completely oozeless... |
|
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*: It's what her boyfriend Psaro oozes to get into this
room. Without it, they won't be able to see each other! |
|
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*: It's a tragedy, don't you think? Rose and Psaro are
so gooreat together! |
|
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*: That's why I've decided to make a new flute of
revelation and give it to Rose as a present! (slurp) Hey, I don't slurpose
you'd be able to help, would you? |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
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*: Oh... Alright then. (slurp) I'm sure I'll manage on my
own... |
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*: (slurp) Really!? That's gooreat! Now, what I need
you to do is bring me the wood I'll be oozing. |
|
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*: My goorandmother once told me that you can't ooze
just any old wood to make something like the flute of revelation. You need
some timber from a very special tree indeed. |
|
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*: It's called the revelatree, and it goorows in the
forest where the faeries live! |
|
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*: Could you goo and fetch some for me? Once you've
brought me it, I'll be able to make the flute in no slime! |
|
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*: Oh, and don't worry about Rose and Sir
Roseguardin—I'm gooing to stick to them like goo and make sure nothing else
bad happens! |
|
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*: I'm gooing to make a new flute of revelation to
cheer Rose and Sir Roseguardin up! |
|
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*: I'll be needing to ooze some special wood from the
forest where the faeries live, though. If you bring me some, I can make the
flute in no slime! |
|
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*: Oh, and don't worry about Rose and Sir
Roseguardin—I'm gooing to stick to them like goo and make sure nothing else
bad happens! |
|
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*: Goo day to you! Did you get the special wood I need
to ooze for the flute? |
|
|
Give the revelatree branch to the slime? |
|
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*: Oh. I slurpose I'll have to wait a little longer, then.
Please hurry up, though—I can't wait to see the look on Rose's face when I
give it to her! |
|
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*: Oh! This is gooreat! I can feel the magic just
oozing out of it! Thanks so much! |
|
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*: I'm gooing to start working on the new flute of
revelation right away! (slurp) I can't wait to show Rose and Sir Roseguardin! |
|
|
*: Oh, and here's a little something for your trouble.
You got us out of a sticky situation there! (slurp) |
|
|
*: Rose and Sir Roseguardin were absolutely delighted
when I slurprised them with the new flute of revelation! |
|
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*: Thank you so much for all your help! You really are
a goo person! Come back and say hello next slime you're in the area! (slurp) |
|
Pankraz |
Greetings, traveller... (snuffle) Please, don't come
too close. I wouldn't wish this cold on my worst enemy. Ahhh-CHOO! |
|
Pankraz |
I just can't seem to shake the blasted thing. (sniff)
No sooner had I got over one bout than I was struck down by another! Ah-CHOO! |
|
Pankraz |
I wonder if I'll even be able to continue my
adventures... (snuffle) I can hardly set out on the road in this condition... |
|
Pankraz |
You'll have to forgive me. I'm feeling a little bit
sorry for myself at the moment. |
|
Pankraz |
I just hope my boy doesn't see me like this.
Ah-ah-ahhh...CHOOO!!! Ughhh... |
|
Pankraz |
Greetings, traveller... (snuffle) Please, don't come
too close. I wouldn't wish this cold on my worst enemy. Ahhh-CHOO! |
|
Pankraz |
...What's that? You want to ask me about something? |
|
Pankraz |
I'm sorry, I don't think this is a very good time...
Could you come back when I'm feeling better? |
|
Pankraz |
Ah! It's you! Sancho told me that you were the one who
fetched that cold medicine for us. We owe you a great deal! Thank you! |
|
Pankraz |
It really was the strangest thing. The moment I got
back to Whealbrook, I caught the worst cold of my life. I was barely able to
move. I thought some monster must have cursed me... |
|
Pankraz |
Still, I'm feeling better now, thankfully. We all are,
thanks to you! You're the hero of the hour! |
|
Pankraz |
I'm afraid I can't stand around chatting all day,
though. The King has summoned me to Coburg—and it seems he wants me there in
a hurry! |
|
Pankraz |
I'd really rather not go, to be honest with you. It's
my boy, you see. He never complains, of course, but I hate the thought of
leaving him all alone again... |
|
Pankraz |
I suppose I'll just have to make it up to him when I
get back. Spend a few days playing together, just like we used to. It's so
easy to forget that he's still so young... |
|
Pankraz |
Mind you, you're not that much older yourself. I'm sure
you've got a family out there somewhere worrying about you. You should go and
see them whenever you get the chance. When it's too late, it's too late... |
|
Pankraz |
Ah! It's you! Sancho told me that you were the one who
fetched that cold medicine for us. We owe you a great deal! Thank you! |
|
Pankraz |
It really was the strangest thing. The moment I got
back to Whealbrook, I caught the worst cold of my life. I was barely able to
move. I thought some monster must have cursed me... |
|
Pankraz |
Still, I'm feeling better now, thankfully. We all are,
thanks to you! You're the hero of the hour! |
|
Pankraz |
Now, was there something you wanted to ask me? |
|
Pankraz |
Oh. Very well. Do let me know if there's ever anything
you need, won't you? I'd be happy to try and help. |
|
Pankraz |
...What's that? Has a boy who calls himself the Prince
of Cannock paid a visit to the village? |
|
Pankraz |
Why, yes! He was here not long ago. He asked me if I
was related to the King of Midenhall. |
|
|
Pankraz |
|
Pankraz |
Anyway, he shuffled off soon afterwards mumbling
something about the Neverglade. That's the last I saw of him. |
|
Pankraz |
I wonder what his story was... Honestly, it's been a
while since I've seen one so young look so despondent... |
|
Pankraz |
...What's that? Has a boy who calls himself the Prince
of Cannock paid a visit to the village? |
|
Pankraz |
Why, yes! He was here not long ago. He asked me if I
was related to the King of Midenhall. |
|
|
Pankraz |
|
Pankraz |
Anyway, he shuffled off soon afterwards mumbling
something about the Neverglade. That's the last I saw of him. |
|
Pankraz |
I wonder what his story was... Honestly, it's been a
while since I've seen one so young look so despondent... |
|
Sancho |
¡Achús! |
|
Sancho |
Excuse me, señor... (snort) You need something from me?
Is no a good time right now. I have a terrible cold... |
|
Sancho |
My fever is so high, I can no do my job and serve Señor
Pankraz. Is so shameful! (cough splutter) |
|
Sancho |
But is no only me. Everyone in the village has the same
cold...(sniff)...even Señor Pankraz himself! |
|
Sancho |
(cough snuffle) You have to help us, señor! If you do
not, Whealbrook is ruined! Ruined! |
|
Sancho |
(snort) Fortunately, I have heard a rumour about a
medicine that is able to cure any cold. |
|
Sancho |
Perhaps you can go and find it for us, sí? ¡Por favor!
You are our only hope! |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
Sancho |
Oh... Maybe is too much to ask. Sorry to bother you,
señor... |
|
Sancho |
Y-You will help us!? ¡Gracias, señor! (snuffle) Is good
to know there are still some good people in the world! (snort) |
|
Sancho |
Now, I would love to be able to tell you where this
medicine is, but unfortunately, I have no idea. (cough) |
|
Sancho |
All I know is this: when I fell ill, I heard a strange
voice... |
|
Sancho |
It says to me... (cough) <LM_6>The Sinndicate... The
Quester's Rest... They have the medicine you need...<LM_9> |
|
Sancho |
Maybe is a voice from heaven, or maybe just a dream...
Maybe is nothing... But is the only clue I have to offer to you. |
|
Sancho |
So, señor, this is what I suggest: find this Quester's
Rest, and look there for the medicine! ¡Por favor! ¡Achús! |
|
Sancho |
Everyone in the village has the same
cold...(sniff)...even Señor Pankraz himself! |
|
Sancho |
Fortunately, I have heard a rumour about a medicine that
is able to cure any cold. But unfortunately, I no know where it is. (snort) |
|
Sancho |
All I know is this: when I fell ill, I heard a strange
voice... |
|
Sancho |
It says to me... (cough) <LM_6>The Sinndicate... The
Quester's Rest... They have the medicine you need...<LM_9> |
|
Sancho |
Maybe is a voice from heaven, or maybe just a dream...
Maybe is nothing... But is the only clue I have to offer to you. |
|
Sancho |
So, señor, this is what I suggest: find this Quester's
Rest, and look there for the medicine! ¡Por favor! ¡Achús! |
|
Sancho |
(cough splutter) Hola, señor. Did you bring me the
special cold medicine I asked you for? |
|
|
Ay... I see. I suppose is no so easy to find... But por
favor, señor—you must keep trying! |
|
Sancho |
Ah! Here it is! If everyone takes just a small sip of
this, their colds will surely be cured! (snort) |
|
Sancho |
¡Muchas gracias, señor! Please, take this. Is no much,
but is my way of saying thank you! |
|
|
You know, is a surprise for me to learn that the
Quester's Rest really exists... (cough) I thought it might only have been a
dream... |
|
Sancho |
But now is no the time for such things. I must
concentrate on making a full recovery! |
|
Sancho |
Is a miracle, señor! After I take that cold medicine, I
feel healthier and stronger than ever! ¡Muchas gracias! |
|
Sancho |
I also hear that Señor Pankraz is feeling much better
as well! Is such a relief for me! Now he can continue his travels with his beloved
boy! |
|
Sancho |
But speaking of the young señor, I have no seen him for
a while. Ay, he is such a troublemaker! I look away for one second, and he
has disappeared! |
|
|
*: Ah-ahhh-CHOO! (shiver) It's s-s-so cold... Even this
b-b-bonfire can't warm me up... |
|
|
*: Ahhh... That medicine's warmed me right through! I
feel so much better now! |
|
|
*: The moment Pankraz came back to the village,
everyone got struck down with this horrible cold. What in the world is going
on!? Ahhh-CHOO! |
|
|
*: Honestly, when I saw Pankraz lying there, I really
feared the worst. Gah, illnesses are horrible things! They scare the life out
of me! |
|
|
The woman is breathing, but seems to be in a great deal
of pain. |
|
|
*: Pankraz has used Whealbrook as a base for his
adventures for years now. It seems he's on the hunt for something very
special indeed. |
|
|
*: I do hope he takes it easy for a while now, though.
A bad cold like that takes a while to recover from. |
|
|
*: (sniff snuffle) No matter how many times I blow it,
my nose just won't stop running... Please... (sniff) Don't look at me... |
|
|
*: Owww! My poor nose! It's red raw after all that
blowing and wiping! Please... Don't look at me! |
|
Tania |
Oh, hello there. Just passing through, are you? Well,
before you go, I wonder if you might be able to help me. |
|
Tania |
It's my brother, you see. He went to the market down
the mountain to fetch the spirit crown for the village festival. |
|
Tania |
And ever since he's come back, it's like he's a
different person. So...fashionable, I suppose you'd call it. He's never shown
any interest in that stuff before! |
|
Tania |
Most of the people in the village think it's great that
he's suddenly so stylish, but I think there's something fishy going on. |
|
Tania |
Truth be told, I just don't think that man is my
brother, and I intend to expose him as the impostor he is! |
|
Tania |
I can't do it alone, though. I mean, what if whoever it
really is gets all defensive and turns on me? I need your help—can you lend a
hand with the unmasking? |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
Tania |
Oh. I see... I'm sorry, it's just... You looked like a
helpful sort, that's all... |
|
Tania |
You will!? Oh, that's great! Tee hee! Thank you so
much! I knew you were a helpful sort—just like my brother. My REAL brother,
that is. |
|
Tania |
Now, I think the best way to get to the truth is to make
a few discreet inquiries. If you ask around at Patty's Party Planning
Place—that's the big inn—someone's bound to know something. |
|
Tania |
It won't take you long to unearth a few clues, I'm sure
of it! Then we can find out why this creep's pretending to be my brother! |
|
Tania |
My brother went to the market down the mountain to buy
some things for the village festival, and ever since he's come back it's like
he's a different person. So...fashionable... |
|
Tania |
Most of the people in the village think it's great that
he's suddenly so stylish, but I think there's something fishy going on. |
|
Tania |
Truth be told, I just don't think that man is my
brother, and I intend to expose him as the impostor that he is—with your
help, of course. |
|
Tania |
I think the best way to get to the truth is to make a
few discreet inquiries. If you ask around at Patty's Party Planning
Place—that's the big inn—someone's bound to know something. |
|
Tania |
It won't take you long to unearth a few clues, I'm sure
of it! Then we can find out why this creep's pretending to be my brother! |
|
Tania |
Ah, there you are! Well? Did you find anything to help
us unmask that impostor? |
|
|
<pc> tells Tania about the bodura grass he was
given. |
|
Tania |
Oh! This is wonderful news! Now we'll be able to find
out who's pretending to be my brother! |
|
Tania |
You'd better go and use it straight away. We can't let that
con man pull the wool over people's eyes one minute longer! |
|
Tania |
I knew it! I knew he wasn't really my brother! He's a
monster! |
|
Tania |
Please, <pc>, you have to help me! This monster's
been pretending to be my brother! He can't be allowed to get away with this! |
|
Tania |
It's a relief to know that impostor won't be troubling
us any more! |
|
Tania |
I am starting to worry about where my brother's got to,
though. He should have come back by now... |
|
Tania |
Still, this is hardly out of character. I'm just
impatient because I want to show him what I'll be wearing for the festival! |
|
|
*: These youngsters really do grow up quickly, don't they?
I mean, look at that stylish young man! Last time I saw him, he was still
just a snotty-nosed brat! |
|
|
*: He's got me thinking about my own clothes, I must
confess... Maybe we should include a fashion show in this year's festival? |
|
|
*: Hold on—I thought that boy who went down the
mountain had come back as some sort of suave fashionable type, but now he's a
monster all of a sudden! |
|
|
*: I just can't keep up with what youngsters are into
these days... |
|
|
*: First that boy turned into a stylish man about town,
then he turned into a monster! |
|
|
*: I'm not so sure a fashion show's such a good idea
any more. Some of the looks these youngsters go for are a bit extreme for my
tastes! |
|
|
*: Tania's not happy that her brother went to market
and came back looking so smart and elegant. |
|
|
*: Poor thing's probably worried that now he's got a
taste for the big city, he'll be running off and leaving her behind. But he'd
never do that. |
|
|
*: Wh-Where's that smart and elegant young man gone!?
And wh-what in the w-w-world is that monster doing here!? |
|
|
*: I really thought that Weaver's Peak had witnessed
the birth of a star back there—that boy had the looks and attitude to make it
big! |
|
|
*: Turned out it was all a big con, of course. That'll
teach me to get carried away... |
|
|
*: Meooow...? |
|
|
*: Meeeeeeow! |
|
|
*: Meow... |
|
|
*: I just can't believe I never noticed before... I
mean, you're just... Wow! |
|
|
*: You certainly did a good job of hiding all that
style away and pretending to be a normal country boy. You had me convinced! |
|
|
*: Ugh! This monster's the ugliest thing I've ever
seen! Where did that beautiful, fashionable boy go? |
|
|
*: I can't believe I was fooled by that awful monster
just because its disguise was so easy on the eye! |
|
|
*: It just goes to show that my mother was right: you
can't judge a book by its cover! |
|
|
*: Waaah! You're so stylish! Do you think you could give
me a few fashion tips? |
|
|
*: Waaah! It's a monster! A horrible, horrible monster! |
|
|
*: I can't believe all the time I wasted trying to get
that disgusting monster's attention! |
|
|
*: I should have been preparing for the festival! The spirit
won't be happy if we don't have everything ready for her! |
|
|
*: I used to be a run-of-the-mill country bumpkin, but
then I received a special blessing in the church at the bottom of the
mountain, and now I'm transformed! |
|
|
*: I suppose you want some advice, do you? Well, first
things first, that hairstyle's got to go—it's about a century out of date! |
|
|
*: I came to Alltrades Abbey in search of a new life. |
|
|
*: Instead I found a horde of rather agitated old men. I
doubt I'll ever be able to change vocation at this rate... |
|
|
*: It seems Alltrades Abbey is finally returning to
normal. |
|
|
*: And I hear they're now offering people the
opportunity to become bunny girls. Perhaps I should take advantage of this, since
I'm here... |
|
|
*: I have always wanted to become a sage. That is why I
came here to the abbey. I did not expect to have to wait so long once I
arrived... |
|
|
*: At last, it seems those old men will be dealt with and
I can finally fulfil my ambition of becoming a sage. I've no idea how many
people they have to get through before me, though... |
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*: Alltrades Abbey is an absolutely essential
institution! Without it, people would have no way of learning the skills they
require to survive in this world. |
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*: I don't think it's quite fulfilling that role at the
moment, though—it's absolute bedlam in here! |
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*: It's no use just looking like a bunny girl—unless you
know how to act like one, you'll still just be an old man on the inside.
Honestly, don't these people know anything? |
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*: Word's starting to spread about how chaotic
Alltrades Abbey has become. It's putting people off coming here, and that
can't be a good thing... |
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*: Alltrades Abbey appears to be back to its old self.
Once word gets out, people are sure to start coming here to change vocations
again. |
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*: I hear it's you we've got to thank for things getting
sorted out. If that's true, then the world owes you a debt of gratitude! |
|
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*: Alltrades Abbey has always attracted all sorts of
people—as the name suggests—but I don't think I've ever seen anyone leaving
here as a bunny girl... |
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*: I know what you're thinking—is that even a real
vocation? It's a good question, but I'm afraid I couldn't tell you the
answer. |
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*: I didn't really think it would ever happen, but it
seems those old men are going to get their wish and become <LM_6>lovely
ladies<LM_9> after all. |
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*: What I can't work out, though, is why every elderly
gentleman in the world suddenly decided that that's what they wanted to do
with their lives! |
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*: It's a mystery, right? Well, I suppose it doesn't
really matter—all's well that ends well! |
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*: Hay hay! How are you doing? I'm a talking horse! I
just love chatting—I could talk the hind legs off a donkey! Did you have
something you wanted to ask me? |
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*: Really? Nothing? Look, I don't mean to nag, but how often
do you get the chance to talk to a horse? Well, some people are just
neighsayers, I suppose... |
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*: You do? Yeehaaa! Well, ask me anything you like—I
can take anything in my stride! |
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*: ...What's that? My favourite food? Well, that's a
piece of cake—whoa there, I don't mean it's actually cake, obviously—it's
carrots, washed down with some nice sugar cubes! |
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*: Hay hay! How are you doing? I'm a talking horse! I
just love chatting—I could talk the hind legs off a donkey! Did you have something
you wanted to ask me? |
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*: ...Eh? You're asking me if I've heard of some dogs
who might have something called a golden mane that guard a tower where flying
horses live? Well, you've saddled me with quite a question there! |
|
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*: ...Whoa there! I think I've got it! You're talking
about the Pillar of Pegasus! And as for the guard dogs, I have a feeling
you're talking about the terrifying, fiery beasts known as hot dogs! |
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*: My horse sense tells me that this golden mane you're
talking about is the shiny, hairy thing they drop from time to time. |
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*: I'd say if you roll up your sleeves and unleash a
few haymakers at a hot dog or two, you'll be able to bag one soon enough. Be
careful, though—they're definitely not man's best friend! |
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*: Hay hay hay! Looks like you've got yourself the
golden mane you were after! I didn't want to be a neighsayer, but I did
wonder if you could beat those hot dogs. |
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*: Well, you look like you're in your right mind, at
least. I wish I could say the same for everyone else around here. |
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*: Sorry, you must be wondering what in the world I'm
going on about. Let me explain—I'm all set to marry my beloved Ortega, but
things have got a little complicated. |
|
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*: All of my friends and neighbours were thrilled at
the idea of our finally tying the knot. Well, they were until this morning,
at any rate. Now they're all dead against the idea! |
|
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*: It seems suddenly no one's got a good word to say
about my hubby-to-be, which makes absolutely no sense, as he's the most
lovely, generous man you could ever hope to meet. |
|
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*: I just don't understand! Everyone's known Ortega for
years, and they've never had a bad word to say about him! They've lost their collective
minds! |
|
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*: ...Now, just between you and me, I suspect foul
play. I've heard about this horrible curse, you see, which makes folks say
things they don't really believe. |
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*: But apparently, there's a cure—a mysterious
medicinal liquid known as Defuddle drops that can restore people to their
senses. |
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*: The thing is, I don't think I've got it in me to go
looking for such a thing and, well, you're the only sensible person I've met all
day. Would you mind bringing me some Defuddle drops? Please? Pretty please? |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
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*: ...Oh. Well, it was rather a lot to ask, I suppose.
I mean, I don't even know if they actually exist. Sorry to burden you with my
troubles. |
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*: It's just that Ortega is away slaying monsters on
the King's orders, and he won't be back any time soon, so I don't have anyone
else I can ask. But never mind... |
|
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*: You will? Oh, thank you! I could tell you were one
of these adventurous types who see all kinds of strange things on their
travels, so you wouldn't just laugh at me. You're just like my Ortega! |
|
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*: Now, all I know about Defuddle drops is that they're
found up in the heavens where the angels live—or so they say. |
|
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*: As you'd imagine, I have no idea how you'd go about
getting there, but I'm sure you'll think of something. I'll leave it in your
capable hands! |
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*: I don't care what anyone says, I'm sticking with my
Ortega. He's a wonderful man who always goes out of his way to protect the
weak and help those in need. |
|
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*: But the way people are talking, I fear they're going
to do everything they can to stop us getting married... |
|
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*: Please, I'm begging you—find those Defuddle drops
and help bring everyone back to their senses! |
|
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*: I don't know if what the monster said about Ortega
and my child being a hero was true, but I have to take what it said seriously. |
|
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*: It seems the monsters aren't just frightened of my
Ortega, but of any children we might have too. |
|
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*: If I'm going to protect our family, I'll need to
toughen up. And if that is their destiny, I'll need to make sure that any
child of ours grows up with all the love and support we can give them. |
|
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*: Bah! I can't believe all the nonsense they're
talking about my boy! I raised him to be a fine, upstanding pillar of the community,
and now all I hear is his name being blackened, left, right and centre! |
|
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*: How can the wedding go ahead now? What kind of
future awaits this poor woman if she marries my son? She'll be an outcast! |
|
|
*: Bah! I can't believe all the nonsense they're
talking about my boy! I raised him to be a fine, upstanding pillar of the
community, and now all I hear is his name being blackened, left, right and
centre! |
|
|
*: How can the wedding go ahead now? What kind of
future awaits this poor woman if she marries my son? She'll be an outcast! |
|
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*: ...Hm. Unless I'm very much mistaken, there's
something you want to ask me. Is that right? |
|
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*: Fair enough. My mistake. |
|
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*: Wh-What's that!? You're looking for books that can change
people's personalities? |
|
|
*: Heh heh! You're a wily one, aren't you! How did you
know? |
|
|
*: It's true. I have a certain tome I always keep about
my person. I swear by it, in fact. But since you were smart enough to sniff out
my secret, I'm going to pass it on to you! |
|
|
<pc> receives <LM_6>The Champion's
Code<LM_9>! |
|
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*: I've never told anyone this before, but the truth is
that however courageous my son may be, I'm a natural-born coward. |
|
|
*: Or at least, I was until I read that book. It
totally changed my life! One day I was a lily-livered wreck, and the next I
was calm, cool and collected! |
|
|
*: Well, I say that—hearing all the horrible stuff
they're saying about my boy is getting me pretty worked up... But what can I
do? Being a father isn't easy, let me tell you. |
|
|
*: I can't believe all the nonsense they're talking
about my boy! I raised him to be a fine, upstanding pillar of the community, and
now all I hear is his name being blackened, left, right and centre! |
|
|
*: How can the wedding go ahead now? What kind of
future awaits this poor woman if she marries my son? She'll be an outcast! |
|
|
*: ...Oh, there was something I meant to tell you when
I gave you that book. |
|
|
*: Apparently, there are other volumes out there that
can change people's personalities. I haven't got the foggiest where they
might be, though—you'll just have to keep your eyes peeled! |
|
|
*: What a relief! I was terrified that the world and
its mother hated my poor boy. Now we can go ahead with the wedding and make
sure it's the event of the century! |
|
|
*: The only thing I'm still wondering is why the
monster left me and my daughter alone. Surely if it had made us lose our
senses, the wedding couldn't have gone ahead. |
|
|
*: Were we somehow immune to its curse, or was it just
an idiot? I really can't tell... |
|
|
*: What a relief! I was terrified that the world and its
mother hated my poor boy. Now we can go ahead with the wedding and make sure
it's the event of the century! |
|
|
*: The only thing I'm still wondering is why the
monster left me and my daughter alone. Surely if it had made us lose our
senses, the wedding couldn't have gone ahead. |
|
|
*: Were we somehow immune to its curse, or was it just
an idiot? I really can't tell... |
|
|
*: ...But leaving that aside, unless I'm very much
mistaken, there's something you want to ask me, correct? |
|
|
*: Fair enough. My mistake. |
|
|
*: Wh-What's that!? You're looking for books that can
change people's personalities? |
|
|
*: Heh heh! You're a wily one, aren't you! How did you
know? |
|
|
*: It's true. I have a certain tome I always keep about
my person. I swear by it, in fact. But since you were smart enough to sniff
out my secret, I'm going to pass it on to you! |
|
|
<pc> receives <LM_6>The Champion's
Code<LM_9>! |
|
|
*: I've never told anyone this before, but the truth is
that however courageous my son may be, I'm a natural-born coward. |
|
|
*: Or at least I was until I read that book. It totally
changed my life! One day I was a lily-livered wreck, and the next I was calm,
cool and collected! |
|
|
*: Well, I say that—hearing all the horrible stuff
they're saying about my boy got me pretty worked up... But all's well that
ends well, eh? |
|
|
*: What a relief! I was terrified that the world and
its mother hated my poor boy. Now we can go ahead with the wedding and make
sure it's the event of the century! |
|
|
*: The only thing I'm still wondering is why the
monster left me and my daughter alone. Surely if it had made us lose our
senses, the wedding couldn't have gone ahead. |
|
|
*: Were we somehow immune to its curse, or was it just
an idiot? I really can't tell... |
|
|
*: ...Oh, there was something I meant to tell you when
I gave you that book. |
|
|
*: Apparently, there are other volumes out there that can
change people's personalities. I haven't got the foggiest where they might
be, though—you'll just have to keep your eyes peeled! |
|
|
*: I'm dead against this wedding. It's a terrible idea!
I mean, a horrible individual like Ortega really shouldn't be getting
married. What if he has children? They might be even worse! |
|
|
*: A slob like Ortega really shouldn't be thinking
about getting married. He's so uncouth and boorish, he'd make his wife's life
a misery, there's nothing surer. |
|
|
*: No, he'd be doing the world a big favour by staying
single and letting his bride-to-be find someone better. |
|
|
*: It's true that Ortega is a little rough round the
edges, but he's by no means a boor. No, he's as decent, passionate and straight-talking
a man as you could ever hope to meet. |
|
|
*: When I play a song he doesn't like, he tells me. And
I appreciate that. Honestly. |
|
|
*: Ortega's as poor as a church mouse. I mean, look at
the state of the armour he wears! And that sword—well, it was the cheapest
model I had, and that was years ago. |
|
|
*: I know money isn't everything, but how he hopes to
make a marriage work when he doesn't have two gold coins to rub together is
beyond me. |
|
|
*: Eveyone loves and respects Ortega—he's a great man,
and I know he's going to make a great husband. |
|
|
*: That Ortega fellow is supposed to be preparing for
his big day, but where is he? Off gallivanting about the place on some
foolish adventure or other! |
|
|
*: Why would anyone want to marry a man like that? No
sooner will he slip the ring on his bride's finger than he'll be out the door
on his next escapade! |
|
|
*: Ahh, I can hear the wedding bells already! I always knew
it! They were a perfect couple from the start! |
|
King of Portoga |
Iii, things do not look good! ...Wait, what do we have
here? Caramba! A mighty warrior! Ai, you look like you know one end of a
sword from the other! |
|
King of Portoga |
But I am getting ahead of myself! Let me explain a
little about this place. This was once the seat of power of the King of the
Necrogond, before the Archfiend Baramos came and claimed it as his own. |
|
King of Portoga |
Happily, a great hero ventured forth from a place
called Aliahan and smote the beast. With peace restored to our world, we came
from all over to honour those who fell at Baramos's hand. |
|
King of Portoga |
Ai, but things are rarely so simple! To our horror,
when we arrived here, we found countless reanimated cadavers prowling the
corridors of the castle on a quest to revive their fallen master! |
|
King of Portoga |
If they succeed, the incredible achievement of the hero
who toppled Baramos would have been for naught! No, we cannot allow this to
happen—but we will need your help, stranger. What do you say? |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
King of Portoga |
You will not help us? Ai... Perhaps you are not as
courageous as you appear... |
|
King of Portoga |
Obrigado! My appraisal of you was not mistaken! Now,
venture into the castle, where you will doubtless find kings from other
realms and their courageous men doing battle with the undead hordes! |
|
King of Portoga |
I warrant they will be able to tell you more about
who—or what—is orchestrating this plot to resurrect the fallen fiend. Por
favor—find them and put an end to their monstrous machinations! |
|
King of Portoga |
When peace returned to our world, we came from all over
to honour those who fell at Baramos's hand. |
|
King of Portoga |
To our horror, when we arrived here, we found countless
reanimated cadavers prowling the corridors of the castle on a quest to revive
their fallen master! |
|
King of Portoga |
We cannot allow this to happen! Which is why the kings
of other realms and their courageous men are doing battle with the undead
hordes as we speak. |
|
King of Portoga |
I warrant they will be able to tell you more about
who—or what—is orchestrating this plot to resurrect the fallen fiend. Por
favor—find them and put an end to their monstrous machinations! |
|
King of Portoga |
You have saved us all. Baramos will not return, and the
fallen of the Necrogond can truly rest in peace. |
|
King of Portoga |
We will pay our respects to them for the sacrifice they
made, and then we will return to our respective kingdoms. Know that we will
never forget what you have done. |
|
King of Manoza |
Porquê...? Why...? How could this happen...? A brave
young soldier who travelled with me from Manoza fell into the hands of the
enemy and was taken away! Iii, just thinking about his fate is too painful! |
|
King of Manoza |
Porquê...? Why...? How could this happen...? A brave
young soldier who travelled with me from Manoza fell into the hands of the
enemy and was taken away! Iii, just thinking about his fate is too painful! |
|
King of Manoza |
Obrigado! Thank you for saving me! But still I fear for
the life of the brave young soldier who was carried away by these undead
fiends... |
|
King of Manoza |
Obrigado. Thank you, stranger. Your efforts saved a
brave young soldier from a terrible fate. |
|
King of Romaria |
Cazzarola! Please, do not sneak up on me like that! I
was certain you were a monster! |
|
King of Romaria |
Forgive me—I am a little on edge. If I had known that
things would end up like this, I would have insisted on the hero keeping my
crown when first he came to Aliahan. |
|
King of Romaria |
Ciao, friend! I understand you did it, sì? You stopped
Baramos from being revived! |
|
|
King of Romaria |
|
King of Romaria |
Wah hah hah! It was just a joke! I know you have important
things to do! I wish you well on your journey! Buona fortuna! |
|
King of Edina |
Well met, stranger! I am the King of Edina, but fear
not—I have the common touch! That means I can make conversation with everyone
from foreign dignitaries to the lowliest bumpkin—such as yourself! |
|
King of Edina |
Now, this is rather embarrassing to admit, but after
managing to make it all the way to within a hair's breadth of the bad hat
who's behind all of this, I'm afraid I find myself rather too frightened to continue... |
|
King of Edina |
Ah, what a blessed relief! I sensed the evil had
dispersed, and sure enough, the fiend who was orchestrating all of this is no
more! |
|
King of Edina |
You defeated him, did you not? Well, bravo! Who would
have thought a humble bumpkin such as yourself would have it in you? |
|
King of Aliahan |
I am convinced that somewhere in this castle, there is
a monstrous mastermind pulling the strings and controlling the hordes of
undead. |
|
King of Aliahan |
If this sinister manipulator were to be defeated, the
unquiet souls at his command would surely be released from his thrall, and
any danger of Baramos being revived would be ended. |
|
King of Aliahan |
You do not have to say a thing—I can tell from your eyes.
It was you who defeated the puppetmaster and extirpated the evil from this
place. |
|
King of Aliahan |
Words cannot express my gratitude to you. I feared for
the peace that was so hard won by the mighty hero who defeated Baramos, but you
came to the rescue. I salute you! |
|
|
*: Iii, when the hero of Aliahan toppled the evil
Baramos, we could have been forgiven for thinking we had seen the last of the
monsters who terrorised our land. |
|
|
*: But no such luck, I am afraid. No, there are
sinister things afoot. If you are inclined to help us, and wish to learn
more, I recommend that you speak to His Majesty just over there. |
|
|
*: The castle of the Necrogond was originally built as a
defence against the evils that periodically spewed forth from the nearby Pit
of Giaga. |
|
|
*: It is built on tough mountainous terrain. It cannot
have been easy to live here, but I understand that the citizens of the
Necrogond were as kind and brave a people as one could ever hope to meet. |
|
|
*: But no matter how brave they may have been, when the
monster Baramos attacked, they did not stand a chance. This is why all the
kings of the land have come here—to pay tribute to the fallen. |
|
|
*: But no one expected the castle to be crawling with
the undead. Where is the hero of Aliahan when you need him? But of course—he
plunged into the pit to defeat Baramos. It seems we are on our own... |
|
|
*: The King is waiting for you! Report to him without
delay! |
|
|
*: The castle of the Necrogond was originally built as
a defence against the evils that periodically spewed forth from the nearby
Pit of Giaga. |
|
|
*: The Archfiend Baramos laid waste to the entire
kingdom, but I believe that one day people will return here, and the realm
will rise again. |
|
|
*: Umm... What would a tortoise be doing in a place
like this...? |
|
|
*: ...Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there. I've just
seen the strangest thing—it was to the north of here in an out of the way spot.
I swear I could see a tortoise in the gaps between some trees. Strange,
right? |
|
|
*: Brrr... It was a truly terrifying sight! A gang of
putrid corpses seized a young soldier and carried him down the stairs in the
centre of the pond! |
|
|
*: I gave chase, but a powerful evil seemed to hang in
the air, growing greater with every step I took. It chilled my blood, and I
am ashamed to say that my nerve failed me and I turned back... |
|
|
*: What a blessed relief! Truly, I feared for the life
of that young soldier, but it seems you came to the rescue. Thank you so
much! |
|
|
*: It is most curious, but I am convinced that I saw
one of those undead creatures weeping... |
|
|
*: Perhaps they are not truly evil... Perhaps they are
merely pawns in a higher power's game... Truly, that is not a fate I would
wish on anyone. |
|
|
*: The undead have all vanished, but before they
disappeared, they were surrounded by a glowing light, and their faces took on
a look of deepest relief. The evil power manipulating them is no more. |
|
|
*: As far as I can tell, the undead are in fact the
people of the Necrogond. It seems both the King and his unfortunate subjects
have been resurrected. |
|
|
*: It is a truly tragic irony that those who fell
victim to the Archfiend Baramos should be forced to try to revive him. |
|
|
*: Finally, the people of the Necrogond have been freed
from their hideous enslavement. I pray that now they truly know peace. |
|
|
*: I have resolved to remain here and ensure that
nothing like this ever happens again. |
|
|
There's no response. The guard is unconscious. |
|
|
*: ...Hm? What's that you say? I was all set to be used
as a sacrifice, but now the undead fiends who had overrun the castle are all
gone...? |
|
|
*: ...Wait! That means the battle's over, right? And I
was out cold the whole time! Gah, this is so embarrassing! What am I going to
tell my superior officer!? |
|
|
*: Gah... This accursed voice... It rattles around my
skull, and I cannot ignore it... |
|
|
*: It first spoke to me as I lay in my grave...
<LM_6>Rise, people of the Necrogond<LM_9>, it said...
<LM_6>Give me life once more, and I vow to grant you eternal
bliss...<LM_9> |
|
|
*: At first I tried to resist it...but it was futile...
Now I know that I was wrong... If I only obey the voice in my head, I can be
free! I can truly live again! |
|
|
*: Soon it will begin... I can feel it in my bones...
The rite of resurrection... And none can stop it... |
|
|
*: The people of the Necrogond once guarded the Pit of
Giaga... We wished to protect the world... To prevent calamity... |
|
|
*: But now I see how futile it was... Peace means
nothing... Protecting others is for fools... All that matters is power... And
serving Baramos will give us power without end! |
|
|
*: All our prayers... The sacrifice we will make... It
is all for one end... The resurrection of Baramos... You too should pray... |
|
|
*: At first, all I had were questions... Why did I
return...? What am I here to do...? But then I heard his voice... And
everything became clear... |
|
|
*: We must restore our master, Baramos... That is what
we are here to do... |
|
|
*: We have our victim... The sacrifice our master
demands will be made... There is little left to do but gloat... Ha! How
pathetic these mortals are! |
|
|
*: Just when everything was going so well... We had our
victim... The sacrifice was at hand... And then you had to come along...
Well, I am afraid I cannot let you disrupt the sacred rite... To arms! |
|
|
*: Finally... I am free... I was a mere puppet... I tried
to resist, but my body was not my own... Thank you for freeing me,
stranger... Thank you... |
|
|
*: Gah ha ha! I do not envy you... You live in mortal
terror... You fear for your life... Yet we are free... Free from all fear...
Free from all pain... |
|
|
*: Gah ha ha! I do not envy you... I am free... Free
from all fear... Free from all pain... Come, let me set you free... You can
be like me...! |
|
|
*: I thank you... The voice in my head has gone... My
mind is my own once more... Now I truly am free... |
|
|
*: What did I do with my life...? What did I
achieve...? Nothing... But I have no regrets... My life was a mere prelude to
this... To what comes next... |
|
|
*: Yes, when we serve the mighty Baramos... Only then shall
we know true fulfilment... True joy... Only then shall we be truly alive! |
|
|
*: What did I do with my life...? What did I
achieve...? Nothing... But I have no regrets... My life was a mere prelude to
this... |
|
|
*: Yes, when we serve the mighty Baramos, then we shall
do as we please... Now I must merely bide my time...and amuse myself by
tearing you limb from limb! |
|
|
*: Forgive me... I should not have attacked you... But
I was not in control of my actions... |
|
|
*: I lied... I was proud to be born in the Necrogond...
I achieved much with the life I was given... I knew joy... And true
fulfilment... At least now you know the truth... |
|
|
*: Master... Return to us... Rule over us... Forever... |
|
|
*: Any who would disrupt the ceremony...must die! |
|
|
*: I beg of you... Defeat him... That fiendish
priest... There is yet time... The ceremony is not yet over... But you must
hurry... Please... |
|
|
*: This pitiful mortal will be sacrificed... He will be
offered up to our master... |
|
|
*: Hideous mortal... The frailty of your flesh offends
my eyes...! You disgust me—and so you must die! |
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*: So this is what it means to be free... |
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*: Let us pray... To our master... To Baramos... |
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*: You dare disrupt our prayers...? You dare to hinder
us as we call Baramos back from the beyond...? In the name of all that is
unholy, you shall pay for your insolence... |
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*: You have freed me... You have broken the chains that
ensnared my soul... I thank you, stranger... |
|
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*: Return to us... We have waited too long... |
|
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*: I did not understand why Baramos had not yet returned
to us... But now I know... It is your fault... It is you who stand in our
way... But no more... Prepare for the end... |
|
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*: Finally I can speak the truth... Do not let Baramos
return... I beseech you... |
|
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There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
King of the Necrogond |
Urrrgh... That voice... I cannot give in to it... I
cannot let it win... |
|
King of the Necrogond |
No, there is something more powerful than that voice...
Something I cannot ignore... I speak of my people's pain... Their anguish at
being treated as mere puppets... |
|
King of the Necrogond |
That vile creature who calls himself the Necrogondolier
must be defeated! Only when he joins his master in oblivion can my people
truly rest in peace! |
|
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A quiet voice can be heard as if carried on the air
from a far-off place... |
|
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*: ...Thank you, friend. |
|
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There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
Necrogondolier |
See how the fallen of the Necrogond obey my every word!
Yes, they have served me well—but little do they know that their reward will
be unimaginable suffering! Yes, their torment is only beginning! |
|
Necrogondolier |
When my lord and master returns, he shall inflict
untold suffering upon living and dead alike! You are fortunate indeed to be
here, for you will soon bear witness to a truly momentous event! |
|
King of Portoga |
Ai, it is you! And not a moment too soon! I was just
going to send one of my men to search for you. |
|
King of Portoga |
Please brace yourself for bad news. I am sorry to be
the one to tell you this, but the Archfiend Baramos has returned. |
|
King of Portoga |
Ai, I do not understand it. You slew the evil
mastermind behind the monstrous plot to revive the lord of evil—the one who
called himself the Necrogondolier. So how is it that his plan succeeded
regardless? |
|
King of Portoga |
Well, however he achieved it, we have no choice but to
fight. We have mustered forces from all corners of the land, but it will not
be easy—Baramos has summoned legions of savage beasts to defend him. |
|
King of Portoga |
I beseech you, mighty warrior—come to our aid once
more! Por favor, take up arms and banish the Archfiend from this world
forever! |
|
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You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
King of Portoga |
Caramba! You will not help us!? But who else will stand
a chance against Baramos? I can only ask you most humbly to reconsider... |
|
King of Portoga |
Obrigado! I knew you would not turn your back on us!
Now, it seems that Baramos is in the very room where you defeated his cruel
underling, the Necrogondolier. |
|
King of Portoga |
Defeat the Archfiend and restore the peace won at such
great cost by the hero of Aliahan. You hold the future of this realm in your
hands! |
|
King of Portoga |
It seems that Baramos is in the very room where you defeated
his cruel underling, the Necrogondolier. |
|
King of Portoga |
Go there and destroy the Archfiend. Restore the peace
that the hero of Aliahan fought so hard to bring about. You hold the future
of this realm in your hands! |
|
King of Portoga |
Obrigado! Thank you! You have defeated the Archfiend
Baramos and rid this realm of a terrible evil! But still I am uneasy... |
|
King of Portoga |
The fiend who called himself the Necrogondolier did not
appear unbidden. No, he was sent by someone, of that I am certain. |
|
King of Portoga |
I fear that there may be other emissaries of evil
abroad in the world. Por favor—continue on your journey, and do battle with
these fiends wherever you find them! |
|
King of Manoza |
Iii, I will no longer ask my men to put themselves in
harm's way in my stead. No, I will take on these foul monsters myself! Have
at you, fiend! |
|
King of Manoza |
Iii, I will no longer ask my men to put themselves in harm's
way in my stead. No, I will take on these foul monsters myself! Have at you,
fiend! |
|
King of Manoza |
Thank you. Though it shames me to admit it, that battle
left me shaken. I am afraid I can fight no more. Please, take on Baramos, for
all our sakes. |
|
King of Manoza |
The monsters are gone and the stench of evil has
disappeared. You do not have to tell me—I know that you defeated Baramos.
Obrigado. Thank you, brave warrior. |
|
King of Manoza |
Never did I dare to imagine that anyone but the hero of
Aliahan might be able to fell the great evil... |
|
King of Manoza |
And speaking of things I never imagined, I just saw
some most uncouth looking individuals manhandling an enormous tortoise! What
in the world can they have been up to? |
|
King of Romaria |
Cazzarola! I was trying to flee but now I find myself
frozen with fear! |
|
King of Romaria |
If I had known that things would end up like this, I
would have insisted on the hero keeping my crown when first he came to
Aliahan. |
|
King of Romaria |
Ciao, friend! I understand you did it, sì? You defeated
Baramos! |
|
King of Romaria |
You are truly a hero! Tell me, will you take the crown
of our dear country in my stead? |
|
King of Romaria |
Wah hah hah! Just a joke! I know you have important
things to do! I wish you well on your journey! Buona fortuna! |
|
King of Romaria |
...Hm? Was it my imagination, or did I hear something
going on outside? Who could it be, I wonder? |
|
King of Edina |
Well met, brave warrior! No sooner had you departed
than a terrifying black cloud appeared around the throne, and when it
cleared, it revealed none other than the Archfiend Baramos! |
|
King of Edina |
Well met, brave warrior! No sooner had you departed than
a terrifying black cloud appeared around the throne, and when it cleared, it
revealed none other than the Archfiend Baramos! |
|
King of Edina |
You defeated him, did you not? Well, bravo! A humble bumpkin
you may be, but it seems there really is no end to your talents! |
|
King of Edina |
...But perhaps I have mocked the low-born for long
enough. You have taught me that though a man may have straw in his hair, as
long as he has courage in his heart, he too can be truly noble. |
|
King of Aliahan |
I am the King of Aliahan, the realm that was home to
both the great hero and the hero's father, Ortega. In light of their mighty
deeds, I vow that I will not leave this place until Baramos is defeated! |
|
King of Aliahan |
I am the King of Aliahan, the realm that was home to
both the great hero and the hero's father, Ortega. In light of their mighty
deeds, I vow that I will not leave this place until Baramos is defeated! |
|
King of Aliahan |
You made short work of that monster! Truly, you have
what it takes to defeat the biggest beast of them all—the Archfiend Baramos! |
|
King of Aliahan |
You did it! You truly did it! You defeated the
Archfiend! |
|
King of Aliahan |
Your achievements recall those of another who once set
out from my kingdom ready to take on the world. I speak, of course, of the
hero of Aliahan! |
|
|
*: It is such a relief to see that you have returned!
If you wish to learn more of the terrible predicament in which we find ourselves,
I recommend that you speak to His Majesty just over there. |
|
|
*: Sadly, the hero of Aliahan is not here to help us.
After defeating Baramos, our brave saviour plunged headlong into the great
Pit of Giaga to take on Zoma, Lord of the Underworld. |
|
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*: Zoma fell at the hero's hand, and his cries as he
died rang throughout the land. Peace returned to us, but at a price—the great
pit closed, and the hero has not been seen since. |
|
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*: This time, the hero cannot help us. No, it is up to us
to take on Baramos and banish him from this world once and for all. |
|
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*: The King is waiting for you! Report to him without
delay! |
|
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*: It is clear that this castle is of great importance
to monsterkind. It is here that they chose to revive Baramos, and it also
seems he wished to make it his base. |
|
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*: Well, I have vowed never again to let evil enter
this place. The people of the Necrogond may be gone, but their spirit and
their hopes remain. |
|
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*: I will do all that is in my power to defend this
castle, and I believe in my heart that one day people will return here, and
the realm will rise again. |
|
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*: Umm... What would a tortoise be doing in a place
like this...? |
|
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*: ...Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there. I've just
seen the strangest thing—it was to the north of here in an out of the way
spot. I swear I could see a tortoise in the gaps between some trees. Strange,
right? |
|
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*: Brrr... It chills my blood to recall it, but I witnessed
the return of the Archfiend Baramos. And as he appeared, I swear I could hear
an awful gloating laughter... |
|
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*: There was something familiar about it, and then it
struck me—it belonged to the cruel fiend who orchestrated the ceremony, the
very one that you defeated! |
|
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*: Baramos may be no more, but I cannot stop wondering
about the nature of the creature who tried to revive him... |
|
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*: We believed that monsterkind had been banished from our
land forever, and yet that fiend appeared. Where did he come from? |
|
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*: Hah, is that all you've got!? |
|
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*: Hah, is that all you've got!? |
|
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*: I-It is the Archfiend himself...! I, I am trembling so
much, it is all I can do to stop myself collapsing to the floor in a
quivering heap! |
|
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*: Witnessing you in action against Baramos is
something I will take to the grave! Truly, it was an epic confrontation! |
|
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*: Curse you! You will not take this castle! I will not
allow it! |
|
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*: Curse you! You will not take this castle! I will not
allow it! |
|
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*: Curse my feeble body! It will not do as I command
it! I wish to take on Baramos, but I find myself rooted to the spot! |
|
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*: Thank you for all you have done. I believe that now
the people of the Necrogond can truly know peace. |
|
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*: I have resolved to remain here and watch over the
Pit of Giaga to ensure that nothing like this ever happens again. |
|
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*: Gah! I can't believe I managed to get lost! I must
rejoin my liege! |
|
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*: Gah! I can't believe I managed to get lost! I must
rejoin my liege! |
|
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*: This place is driving me mad—I cannot find the King
I serve, and yet I managed to come across a giant tortoise in the north-west
corner of the castle! A tortoise! |
|
|
*: I can't believe it! I can't believe I went and got
lost and missed all the fighting again! Gah, this is so embarrassing! What am
I going to tell my superior officer!? |
|
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*: I can't believe it! I can't believe I went and got
lost and missed all the fighting again! Gah, this is so embarrassing! What am
I going to tell my superior officer!? |
|
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*: I mean, I could tell him I managed to find a giant
tortoise in the north-west corner of the castle, but I doubt he'd be too
impressed... |
|
|
It's a very large tortoise. Chances are it's the
Galapagod—the sacred guardian of the village of Tenton. |
|
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It's clearly in some discomfort, but is remaining
stoical. |
|
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*: Heehoo hoohee! Come on, you silly turtle! Don't
fight it! Give in! Go on, use your far-out powers and take us somewhere nice! |
|
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*: Apparently, you can ride this thing! I bet he can
take us to some amazing places, if he's in the mood! |
|
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*: Grrr... Ruff ruff! |
|
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*: (whine) |
|
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*: Woof woof! |
|
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*: Now that our master has returned, the world will
soon be consumed by darkness! |
|
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*: How dare humans sully the realm of the mighty
Archfiend Baramos with their presence!? |
|
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*: Grah hah hah! Do not tarry here, or my brethren and
I shall fall upon you and feast on your flesh! |
|
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*: Do you really think you can stand in the way of the
Archfiend Baramos? Truly, you make me laugh! |
|
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*: Heh heh! This castle will make a fine home for my
master! And it will be even finer once we have purged it of every last trace
of you humans! |
|
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*: Gurr hurr! Foolish humans! You really thought you
had succeeded in thwarting our plot to revive our master, didn't you? Well,
we will have the last laugh! |
|
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*: This old man is not as pathetic as he first appeared
to be! He will not give in without a fight, it seems! |
|
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*: I wanted to begin by feasting on that old man's flesh,
but it seems I will need to devour you first! |
|
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*: He is brave indeed to think himself a match for me
and my monstrous kin—brave, or very stupid! |
|
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*: Gah, is there no end to this plague of humans? |
|
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*: Kree hee! Where did you appear from!? |
|
|
*: Well, whatever you are trying to do, it is too late,
I am afraid! The Archfiend Baramos has returned, and there is nothing you can
do about it! |
|
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*: Gah hah hah! I shall toy with this foolish human for
as long as it amuses me, and then slay him with a single stroke! |
|
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*: Gah hah hah! I grow weary of toying with this
foolish guard! Perhaps you will offer me a more worthwhile diversion! |
|
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*: Keh heh! I hereby vow that I will be the one to slay
the King of Aliahan! |
|
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*: Keh heh! I will be the one to slay the King of
Aliahan! But it seems I will need to deal with you first! |
|
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*: Bah! This human does not give in easily! |
|
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*: Bah! This human does not give in easily! But I shall
defeat him—and you too! |
|
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There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
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There's no response. It's just a corpse. |
|
Baramos |
You know, of course, that to stand against mighty
Baramos is to throw away your life? And yet still you came. |
|
Baramos |
Go. Begone from here. But rest assured that next time,
I will not be so forgiving... |
|
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*: Grrr... |
|
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*: (pant pant) |
|
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*: Hmnnn... Hmnnn... |
|
|
*: Our inn hath a mightily strict policy on dogs—ne'er shalt
one set so much as a single paw 'cross the threshold! This being so, canst
thou explain the...unpleasantness I have just discovered in one of the beds!? |
|
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*: No doubt it was the handiwork of that hound that wandered
forlornly into town not so long ago! Well, by my troth, I shall not let this
matter lie! |
|
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*: I have been known to nod off at times and in places
not deemed appropriate, but never in all my life have I awoken to find myself
curled up in a basket... |
|
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*: I dreamed that I did meet with the Princess of
Moonbrooke herself! ...'Twas a dream, was it not? Verily, it felt as true to
life as my talking to you now... |
|
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*: Alas, Her Majesty did seem most downcast. ...'Tis no
surprise, with what befell the castle. I can only pray that she escaped with
her life. |
|
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*: Prithee, canst thou perhaps enlighten me—wherefore
am I so abominable itchy? |
|
|
*: What manner of mischief resulted in my fine stock of
weapons and armour being pitted hither and thither with bite marks!? ...By
the by—might thou be in the market for a chewed buckler? |
|
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*: What brigand broke in here and scattered my stock
this way and that!? This sorry world hath gone to rack and ruin! |
|
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*: Greetings, traveller! ...What's that? You want to
know if I've got anything that will reveal a person's true identity? |
|
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*: Hmm... Let me think... Ah, I know! Some bodura grass
should do the trick—and as it so happens, I have some right here! |
|
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*: It's yours if you want it. I doubt I'll have any use
for it myself. |
|
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<pc> receives some bodura grass! |
|
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You've managed to find some bodura grass! You'd better
head back to Weaver's Peak to let Tania know. |
|
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A mysterious voice can be heard, though it's unclear
where it's coming from... |
|
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*: Call me Ishmahri. I come from the Land of the
Moonshadow. |
|
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*: I sense that destiny has guided you to me that you might
hear my tale. I have a problem, you see. A number of visitors to my world are
trapped there, unable to return to their own. |
|
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*: This world and the world I call home are connected
by the Moonshadow Window—a portal that opens only in the light of the moon. |
|
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*: But some wicked soul is preventing the night from
falling. The sun has been high in the sky for as long as I can remember.
Please—will you aid me in bringing this unending day to a close? |
|
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You've been asked to undertake a quest.<LM_LF>Will
you acquiesce to this request? |
|
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*: I understand your reticence, but really, I have no
alternative but to appeal to your good conscience. Please, you must help
those poor, stranded souls to return to their own world. |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
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*: Thank you, child of man. I have discerned that
whatever foul force is preventing night from falling has hidden itself away
somewhere within Trodain Castle. |
|
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*: Know that the spirit of the moon shall protect you.
I wish you luck. |
|
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*: (yawn) |
|
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*: ...Waaah! Wh-Where did you appear from!? How dare
you startle the mighty Dayle like that!? |
|
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*: As long as it's daylight, this world is mine! My master
taught me the most marvellous spell for turning night into day, and I intend
to keep using it! |
|
|
*: As soon as evening comes, I cast Tick-Tock, and it's
broad daylight again! And as long as I can keep doing that, I'll be the ruler
of all I survey! |
|
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*: Now, I think it's high time the truth dawned on
you... |
|
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*: You are no match for the mighty Dayle! Nighty-night! |
|
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*: Urrrgh... How...? The world was mine... And now the
sun sets on my mighty empire... |
|
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*: Maybe now...I can finally get some rest... |
|
|
A mysterious voice can be heard, though it's unclear
where it's coming from... |
|
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*: Thank you, human. You have brought night back to
this world at last. |
|
|
*: Finally, the castle library will be bathed in the
light of the moon, and the Moonshadow Window shall appear once more. |
|
|
*: Those who are trapped in my world can finally return
to their home—a place where they have much to do. And all is thanks to you. |
|
|
*: For now, your work here is done. But one day, I fear
that the fiend who sent his minion here will make himself known to you. |
|
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*: Take care of yourselves, and know that the moon
shall always watch over you. |
|
|
The light of the moon has created the Moonshadow
Window, a mysterious aperture that serves as a portal between worlds. |
|
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Voices can be heard drifting faintly through from the
other side... |
|
Angelo |
*: If you would stop your incessant eating, you might
see that the Moonshadow Window is open again! |
|
Yangus |
*: (munch crunch) Cor blimey, you're in an 'urry,
ain'tcha? Keep yer 'air on, pretty boy, I'll be wiv you in a mo! |
|
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*: Help! Heeeelp! Can anyone hear me!? |
|
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*: I'm in a bit of trouble here! I need help getting
out! |
|
|
Defeating Obstructicus appears to have restored the
rainbow rocks to their original colour. |
|
Kiefer |
You're tougher than you look! I'm impressed! In fact,
you remind me of an old friend of mine... |
|
Kiefer |
But this isn't the time for a trip down memory lane. I
have to get back to Lala right away! |
|
Kiefer |
I owe you one! You really got me out of a jam! Head
back to the Roamer encampment and I'm sure they'll find a nice reward for
you! |
|
|
Pained groans can be heard coming from within. |
|
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*: Urghhh... It hurts...so much... Help me... Please... |
|
|
Pained groans can be heard coming from within. |
|
Lala |
*: Urghhh... Help me... Please, my love... Help me... |
|
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*: Oi, you over there! The tough-lookin' lad with the
hair! Will ye lend me an ear and listen to me sorry tale? |
|
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*: Sure, ye'll never believe what's happened to our precious
rainbow rocks! |
|
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*: It's no use, I can't begin to describe the horror.
Ye're goin' to have to see it with yer own eyes, so y'are. All I know is that
this mine is banjaxed entirely. |
|
|
*: Please, I'm beggin' ye! Go an' knock seven shades o'
sometin' out o' whatever divil's done all o' this an' get our beloved mine
back to normal! |
|
|
You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
|
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*: Are ye havin' me on!? Sure, I'm beggin' ye, so I am!
Ye have to help! |
|
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*: Listen, let me put it another way—ye're a man o' the
world, an' clearly ye won't do sometin' fer nuttin'. If ye save our bacon,
I'll make it worth yer while, like. I'll give ye sometin' good. |
|
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*: Thanks a million! Like I say, reckon there's some
awful creature or other down in the depths that's behind all this bother.
Give 'em a wallopin' an' ye'll set everytin' right, sure as sure can be. |
|
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*: I'm not exactly sure o' the details, y'understand.
It happened all of a sudden, like. Ye'd be best to go an' see what's
occurrin' with yer own eyes. |
|
|
*: ...What's that, ye say? Join ye!? Are ye daft—!? I
mean, ehh... I, I'll stay here an' pray for ye! That'll do ye the world o'
good! Best o' luck, now! |
|
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*: Mwah hah hah! Feel that! Sure, that's some rare auld
power coursin' through me veins! |
|
|
*: I'm impressed a feckless-lookin' sort such as
yerself made it this far! I'm Maeve, the warrior queen! |
|
Maeve |
Have ye seen me lovely rockbombs? They're a sight
prettier than them stupid rainbow rocks, I tell ye. They were useless things,
so they were—sure, they didn't even explode. |
|
Maeve |
But there'll be an almighty explosion soon enough! This
place is goin' sky-high any second! The mine an' everyone in it! Mwah hah
hah! It'll be beautiful! An' I won't let ye stand in the way of it! |
|
|
It seems that defeating Maeve has caused the rockbombs
to turn back into rainbow rocks! |
|
|
The rainbow rock glows with a lovely green hue. |
|
|
It would probably be a good idea to let the man at the
entrance to the mine know what's happened. |
|
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*: Urrrgh! Sure, me head's splittin'! What did I do...?
What was I thinkin'...? |
|
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*: Ye'll be wantin' to know me name, I suppose. Well,
I'm Maeve. I can't for the life o' me tell ye why I was actin' like that, but
all I know is that ye saved me from meself, so ye did. |
|
Maeve |
The other day, I was in the mine checkin' all was in order
when I came across a monster the like o' which I'd never seen. An' d'ye know
what it whispered in me ear? |
|
|
It asked me what I was doin' wastin' me time tryin' to
protect people! Told me that deep down I didn't want to help folks at all!
That I wanted to destroy things. Said I should...embrace that side o' meself. |
|
Maeve |
After that, well... After that, I don't remember a
whole lot. Must've cast some kind o' spell on me an' turned me into that...
That thing. |
|
Maeve |
I wanted to destroy everythin' all of a sudden! I even
set around tryin' to ruin the miners' livelihoods by turnin' the rainbow
rocks into monsters! Ah, did ye ever hear the like of it? It's been like a
bad dream! |
|
Maeve |
But now thanks to yerself, I've woken from the nightmare.
I'm a human once again. Thank goodness—it's no fun thinkin' ye're a monster,
believe me... |
|
Maeve |
I'm eternally grateful to ye, so I am. Thanks for
stoppin' me an' helpin' me remember me true self. |
|
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*: Waaah! |
|
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*: C-Calm down... Th-There's a good kitty... |
|
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*: GRRRAAARGH! |
|
|
*: Th-This is a catastrophe! I don't mean to be a
scaredy-cat, but you've g-g-got to help me! P-Please! |
|
|
*: ...No!? B-But...! Look! Look at its c-c-claws! |
|
|
*: Th-Th-Thank you! If you could just get it to shoo,
I'd be eternally grateful. |
|
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*: GRRRUUURGH...! |
|
|
The great sabrecat slinks off. |
|
|
*: I owe you big time! I was within a whisker of getting
mauled there! I seem to be catnip to that thing. Lately, he keeps coming
round and growling at me. I'm terrified that one day he's going to pounce. |
|
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*: Normally, I can get any cat purring in no time, but
he's completely feral. He's got all the other kitties terrified—if someone
doesn't do something soon, I'm worried they'll all run away. |
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*: So, enough pussyfooting around—you look like you
know a thing or two. I was wondering if you might be able to bring me
something that might help tame that savage beast. What do you say? |
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You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
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*: Look, I know you're a cool cat, but there's no need to
be like that! If you ever come across an item that might help calm that thing
down, I just want you to bring it to me, okay? |
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You've been asked to undertake a
quest.<LM_LF>Will you acquiesce to this request? |
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*: Thank you! I knew you wouldn't let me down! Now, I
don't believe I've introduced myself properly—my name's Tom, and I serve
Master Felix, the owner of this house. |
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Tom |
As you can probably guess, I have a real fondness for
felines of all descriptions, and when the cat hasn't got my tongue, I can
even talk their language. |
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Tom |
When that wildcat slinked off, he muttered someone's
name under his breath... <LM_6>Bianca<LM_9>, was it...? Anyway,
maybe that might help you in your quest for the thing that will tame him. |
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*: Waaah! |
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Tom |
N-Not again! Listen, p-please calm down... Th-There's a
good kitty... |
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*: GRRRAAARGH! |
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Tom |
Oh, th-there you are again! D-Did you manage to find
something that might calm this fellow down? |
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Tom |
...No!? Th-Then I'm in trouble! L-Look at its
c-c-claws! |
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Tom |
...This is a lovely ribbon, I must say. Well, I'll show
it to him and let's see if it works its magic! |
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*: Grrrrrr! |
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Tom shows Bianca's ribbon to the great sabrecat. |
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The sabrecat gives it a good long sniff. |
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It looks as if the ribbon has sparked some kind of
memory... |
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*: Meeeeeew! |
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The great sabrecat slinks off. |
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Tom |
Wh-What exactly just happened? I can't be sure, but it looked
as if that ribbon jogged his memory. Do you think he might have remembered
where his home is? |
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Tom |
Perhaps that was the reason he was so irritable—he
wanted to go home, but he couldn't remember where home was. Well, let's hope
that's the end of it. |
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Tom |
If that sabrecat has managed to find its way home,
it'll be thanks to you. And you've saved my skin too—here, this is the least
I can do. |
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Tom |
Oh, and there's one more thing. When it slinked off, it
muttered something under its breath. It sounded like some kind of code word.
Let me tell it to you before I forget... |
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Tom tells <pc> the secret word he learned from
the great sabrecat. |
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Chateau Felix (Dusk) has been added to the list of locations
you can travel to from the Altar of the Cursed King. |
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Patty hands Erinn the book, and she begins leafing
through the pages... |
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Erinn |
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Erinn |
<LM_6>A true king takes responsibility for the well-being
of his people. He must never forget what he owes to others. |
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Erinn |
<LM_6>If a king loses his pride, his subjects
will suffer. And a king who makes his subjects suffer is unworthy of his
honoured role.<LM_9> |
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Erinn |