Dragon Quest XI S Script: Act 1 NPC Text
1.01
Cobblestone
1.02 Heliodor
1.03 Downtown Heliodor
1.04 Manglegrove
1.05 Cobblestone (Flashback)
1.06 Hotto
1.07 Gallopolis
1.08 Gondolia
1.09 Zwaardsrust
1.10 Octagonia
1.11 Dundrasil
1.12 Puerto Valor
1.13 L'Académie de Notre Maître des Médailles
1.14 Phnom Nonh
1.15 The Strand
1.16 Lonalulu
1.17 Nautica
1.18 Viking Hideout
1.19 Sniflheim
1.20 Arboria
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Dunstan |
<pc>,
seeing you and my dear Gemma all set for your big day makes me proud as
anything—both as a mayor and as a grandfather. |
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Dunstan |
You're not
kids any more, you know—no, you're grown-up now, and that means going to the
Tor and offering your thanks. |
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Dunstan |
Now, it's time
you were on your way. Head up to the top, give praise to the Spirit of the
Land, then come back down and tell us how you like the view! |
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Dunstan |
Oh, and if you're
ever unsure what to do next, try pressing
and selecting Party Talk. Gemma might have some useful tips for you! |
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Amber |
Just look at
you, <pc>! My little boy, all grown-up! |
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Amber |
Now, be sure
to look after Gemma, you hear? To think, you've been inseparable since you
were tiny, and here you are, about to climb the Tor together! |
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Amber |
Oh, and if
ever you lose your way, just follow Sandy. That dog's got more sense than any
of us! |
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Amber |
Off you go
now, dear! I know the two of you will be just fine! And I'll make sure
there's a delicious supper waiting for you when you get back! |
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Dunstan |
<pc>,
seeing you and my dear Gemma all set for your big day makes me proud as
anything—both as a mayor and as a grandfather. |
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Dunstan |
You're not
kids any more, you know—no, you're grown-up now, and that means going to the
Tor and offering your thanks. |
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Dunstan |
Now, it's time
you were on your way. Head up to the top, give praise to the Spirit of the
Land, then come back down and tell us how you like the view! |
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Dunstan |
Oh, and if
you're ever unsure what to do next, try pressing and selecting Party Talk. Gemma might have
some useful tips for you! |
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Amber |
Just look at
you, <pc>! My little boy, all grown-up! |
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Amber |
Now, be sure
to look after Gemma, you hear? To think, you've been inseparable since you
were tiny, and here you are, about to climb the Tor together! |
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Amber |
Oh, and if
ever you lose your way, just follow Sandy. That dog's got more sense than any
of us! |
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Amber |
Off you go
now, dear! I know the two of you will be just fine! And I'll make sure
there's a delicious supper waiting for you when you get back! |
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*: To think
you and Gemma are all grown-up already! I can remember you two littluns
haring round the place causing trouble like it was yesterday! Ahh, time
flies, it really does! |
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*: Oh, dearie
me! Where can that boy have got to this time? |
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*: I just hope
he hasn't decided to go up the Tor on his own. No, he wouldn't be that
stupid, surely? Ahh, he'll be the death of me, that one! |
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*: Hold on
there, young <pc>! Where do you think you're off to? You haven't been up
the Tor yet, have you? |
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*: It's back
the other way, as you well know! I don't want to see you again till you've
climbed it! |
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*: The symbols
on the side of the Tor represent the Spirit of the Land, you know. The Spirit
has always watched over the people of Cobblestone. |
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*: The
coming-of-age ceremony is one of the ways we show our gratitude for its
protection. |
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*: You know,
I'm not sure I've ever seen the two of you apart! And to think you're all
grown-up already! Are those wedding bells I hear? Hee hee! |
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Gemma |
Grandma!
Honestly! |
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*: Oh, let an
old woman have her fun, will you? Now, <pc>—you look after my lovely
grandaughter, you hear! |
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*: The path gets
pretty steep up on the Tor, so be sure to watch your footing! |
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*: But don't
let that make you stick to the beaten track—little detours are where you find
all the fun stuff! |
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*: So, it's time
for you to head up the Tor, I hear! Mind you don't slip—it's a long way down! |
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Gemma |
Oh, don't
worry! <pc> would never let me fall! |
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*: Ahh, what
would you do without him, eh? Well <pc>, you heard the lady—make sure
she comes to no harm! |
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*: The path
ahead will at times be a steep one, but fear not, my children, for the Spirit
of the Land shall watch over you. |
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*: May your
climb teach you how truly blessed we are to live among such beautiful
surroundings. We will pray for your safe return. |
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*: We've all
been through it, you know. We've all climbed to the top of the Tor. I
remember it like it was yesterday... |
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*: But I can't
tell you what I found up there. No, that's something you'll just have to find
out for yourselves. |
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*: Good luck,
<pc>! |
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*: I wish I
was a grown-up like you! I can't wait to climb the Tor! |
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*: You know the
Mayor and your mother are waiting to see you off at the top of the steps,
don't you? Don't keep them waiting, dear! |
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*: Oh, and
remember—if you're ever in need of some advice or you're stuck for what to
do, have a chat with folks with pretty pink speech bubbles above their heads
like me. |
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*: Just
press and look at the map—you can't
miss us! |
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*: While
you're looking at the map, use to
change the direction you're facing. It's a handy little trick, trust me! |
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*: Cor! Just look
at that view! It's beautiful, isn't it? |
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*: Whenever
you find somewhere with lovely scenery like this, you should take the time to
stop and bask in the wonder of nature—it always does me the power of good! |
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Gemma |
M-More monsters!
But I don't think they've spotted you yet. You should sneak up and try and
surprise them! |
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Gemma |
Hold on
<pc>, we can't call it a day yet! We've got to get up to the top and do
the ceremony thing! |
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<pc> and
Gemma make their way back to the bottom of the Tor. |
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Gemma |
Where are you
going now? The ceremony's over! Everyone'll be waiting for us! |
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*: My Cole
told me everything! He told me how you fought off those horrible foggy
monsters! I don't know how to thank you! |
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*: And you and
Gemma aren't hurt either! Oh, that's such a relief! |
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Cole |
I'm sorry,
Gemma. I thought it would be funny to jump out and surprise you. I, I'm an
idiot... I'll never do it again, I promise! |
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*: Well, the main
thing is that everyone's alright. You can never be too careful with monsters
around. We owe you one, <pc>—and Gemma and Sandy too! |
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Sandy |
Woof! Woof
woof! |
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Gemma |
Thanks for
bringing Cole back safely, Sandy! Good girl! I knew you could do it! |
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*: That
lightning was terrifying! Were you lot alright up there? I'm ever so sorry
you poor things had to go through such an awful ordeal! |
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*: So, you did
it—you've been to the top of the Tor! Well, you'd better let the Mayor know! |
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*: Everyone'll
be desperate to hear how you got on up there! Don't keep them waiting, will
you? |
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*: When the
lightning struck the Tor, I must confess that I feared for your safety. But
it seems that you escaped unharmed. |
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*: Truly, we must
give thanks to the Spirit of the Land, who watches over us all! |
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*: Yay! You're
back, you're back! Your mum said to tell you she's gone home to make your
tea. |
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*: That lightning
was so scary! The sky flashed and there was this big bang! BOOOM! |
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*: Oi, where
d'you fink you're goin'? Yer mum's waitin' for ya! I'd 'ead 'ome sharpish if
I were you! |
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*: You don't want
to go wandering around out there—you'll end up as a monster's dinner! You
want to be heading home. |
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Sandy |
Woof! Woof! |
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A curious
power emanates from the root wrapped around the tree... |
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*: Alright? A
little bird told me you an' yer mate Gemma went to the top o' the Tor an'
back. You ain't a little boy no more, <pc>—yer a man! |
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*: So 'ere's
some advice, from one bloke to anuvver—whatever yer doin', enjoy it. No one knows
'ow long they've got, so make the most of it. |
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*:
Cobblestone's well tucked away here in the valley. There aren't that many
people who even know this place exists, you know. |
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*: And that's
why it's so lovely and safe. The monsters don't tend to bother us, and we get
to live in peace and quiet. Lovely! |
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*: You did
well, both of you! You're not children any more—you're grown-ups! Welcome to
the club! |
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*: Well,
well—if it isn't Cobblestone's newest grown-ups! Were you looking for the
Mayor? He's at home at the moment. |
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*: Listen, I
probably shouldn't be saying this, but he's been worried sick about you,
Gemma. Well, it's only natural, I suppose—he is your grandad, after all. |
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*: Look at my
lovely horse! He's the loveliest horse in the whole village! |
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*: Hello
there, young <pc>! Do you know what's good? Prayer, that's what! You
should get down to the church every chance you get! |
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*: Every time
I pray, I feel all my troubles slipping away. It'll make a new man of you,
take my word for it! |
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*: I'm afraid
my horses don't have a lot of get-up-and-go at the minute. They're too busy
enjoying this delicious grass! Mm-mm! |
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*: Nice work, Mister
Grown-Up! Now, yer dear old mum'll be waitin' for ya, I reckon. 'Urry 'ome
an' tell her all about yer adventures! |
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*: Come on in,
<pc>! The water's lovely! |
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Sandy |
Woof! Woof! |
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It's chewing contentedly
on a great big mouthful of grass. |
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*: Yaaay! I
love playing in the water! |
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*: Tee hee! We
were just talking about you and Gemma! ...What's that? What were we saying?
Oh, nothing! Tee hee hee! |
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*: Ooh, if it
isn't young <pc>! Make sure you're nice to Gemma, you hear? She's a
keeper, that one! |
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Gemma |
Not this
again! |
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*: Ooh, just
look at your face! You've gone all red! Ohh, to be young again! |
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*: I'd love to
visit Heliodor one day. They say there's always something going on there. |
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*: Apparently,
it's always bustling with people, and the shops are full of all kinds of
lovely things. Not like boring old Cobblestone! |
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*: So the ceremony's
all done? Congratulations! Now, don't tell me you've forgotten where you live
in all the excitement? |
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*: Just follow
the paving stones—you'll soon find your way back. Ooh, but you must be tired
to be forgetting that! You should head home and put your feet up! |
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*: It's
amazing when you think about it, isn't it? That Yggdrasil, the World Tree,
has watched over Erdrea since the dawn of time. |
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*: They say
that the tree here has been around for as long as Yggdrasil. I don't know if that's
true, but there's something special about it, right enough. |
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*: Hey,
<pc>! You don't want to be wandering around outside the village after
the day you've had! You need to be getting home! |
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*: I'll always
remember you when you were little, going fishing with old Chalky. |
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*: You'd sit
there for hours on that funny three-sided rock out by the Falls, just the two
of you... |
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*: He would
have been so proud to see how big and strong you've grown. Seems like only yesterday
you were knee-high to a grasshopper! |
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*: Alright,
<pc>? What are you and Gemma up to, eh? |
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Gemma |
We just got
back from climbing the Tor! |
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*: Ah, so
that's where you've been, is it? Well, it's nice that you got to go up there together,
eh? |
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*: If you want
to get somewhere in a hurry, what you need is a horse. They're faster than
people by a long old shot! |
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*: But you
know that already, being a better rider than most, eh? Nice, manly pursuit,
riding. Very grown-up. |
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*: Greetings,
my child. It is good to see the younger members of my flock taking the time
to pray. Now, shall we begin? |
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*: It's all
thanks to the Spirit of the Land, you know—you coming back from the Tor safe
and sound, the village being so peaceful for so long... |
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*: I think
this would be the perfect time for you to offer up a prayer of thanks, don't
you? |
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Dunstan |
Now that
you've climbed the Tor, I'm pleased to say that you and Gemma are fully
fledged Cobblestonians! |
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Dunstan |
Now all you
need to do is settle down together and live happily ever after! |
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Gemma |
Grandad!
Honestly! |
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*: You're my
hero, <pc>! You saved my little boy! I'm so glad you and Gemma got back
safely! |
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Cole |
Thanks for
clobbering those stupid monsters! When I grow up, I'm going to be big and
tough, just like you! |
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*: Ahh, I
remember climbing the Tor all those years ago! Back then, I was young, single
and free... Great days, great days! |
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*: Monsters appearing
on our sacred tor, of all places... |
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*: And they
say there are more of the blighters running around outside the village than
ever before. I don't like this one little bit. |
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Amber |
Having trouble
sleeping, are we? Well, it's no surprise after all the excitement today. And
your big news. |
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Amber |
Whenever I
have trouble nodding off, I like to go for a little walk. The night air
always does me a power of good. |
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The door is
locked. |
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*: Oi, where
d'you fink you're goin'? It's too late for fishin', sunshine! Save it till
the mornin'! |
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*: A little
walk to clear your head's all well and good <pc>, but not outside the
village. You wouldn't want to bump into any monsters. |
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*: I saw your mate
Gemma over by the old tree. She was lookin' a bit sorry for 'erself. Maybe
you should go an' 'ave a word, eh? |
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*: Out for a
little evening stroll, are we? Well, make sure you don't stray outside the
village—there be monsters! |
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*: Oi! Where
do ya fink yer goin', <pc>? Everyone's waitin' for ya up at the north
entrance! |
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Cole |
I heard you're
going all the way to Heliodor! Can I come with you? Please? Pleeease? |
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Cole |
...Fine. I suppose
I am a bit young still. Well, be careful—it's a long journey. My dad says you
have to head north and just keep going! |
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Cole |
And he says
it's full of all kinds of people—way more than you see in Cobblestone. Ahh, I
can't wait to grow up and see it for myself! |
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*: Poor Gemma!
She just can't stop crying! But she said she'd put on a brave face to say
goodbye to you—whoops! I wasn't meant to tell you that! |
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*: I can't believe
you're leaving us so soon. Well, make sure you stock up on items and weapons
for the journey. |
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*: Oh, and
remember—there's no point just carrying equipment around with you. Make sure
you equip it! |
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*: Before you
head off, you really should have a quick pray. With all those monsters out
there, you'll be wanting some protection from a higher power. |
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*: And if you
make a quick record of your adventure, you'll be miraculously whisked back to
the church where you made it if you happen to come a cropper! |
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*: So yer
leavin' us for a bit, eh? Well, they're all up at the north entrance waitin'
to wave you off. Better get up there. We'll miss ya, sunshine! |
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*: Sorry,
<pc>. The old fellers here are busy eating their beloved grass. I don't
think they'll be moving any time soon. |
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*: Ooh, just
look at you! You look just like Chalky did at your age! |
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*: I'll never
forget the day he set off to explore the world... And now here you are, following
in his footsteps! |
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*: I heard all
about it from your mother—she said there's an important journey you have to
make. And you just a youngster! |
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*: Well,
before you head off, make sure you visit the shop. You know where it is, of course—down
this slope and across the river. |
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*: Once you've
stocked up, head up to the village entrance to the north. We'll all be
waiting to see you off! |
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Sandy |
Woof woof! |
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Gemma |
What's the
matter, girl? Is someone there? |
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Gemma |
I, I'm sorry.
I don't want to speak to anyone right now. Could you come back in a bit? |
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*: Ever since
she heard you were leaving, Gemma's been cooped up indoors. I wonder what
she's doing in there... |
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*: I don't
know much about fighting, but I've heard that the best way to get big and
strong is to wallop lots of monsters and build up your experience. |
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*: But if you
realise you've picked a fight with a monster that's tougher than you, there's
no shame in running away! |
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*: Be sure to do
some shopping before you go. I'd recommend stocking up on medicinal herbs. |
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*: If you get
hurt from too much fighting, you can use them to heal yourself. Wouldn't go
anywhere without at least a couple if I were you. |
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*: 'Ere's some
advice, from one bloke to anuvver—keep yer mind on the job! No matter 'ow
fierce the fightin' gets, ya gotta stay focused! |
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*: The more ya
get walloped, the more focused you'll get. An' before ya know it, you'll be
all pepped up! Then you'll really be full o' beans! |
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*: When yer
pepped up, you'll be stronger, faster, better at everyfing—there ain't
another feelin' like it! Go on, my son—get out there an' pep yerself silly! |
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*: So you're
leaving good old Cobblestone, are you? Well, make sure you've got all the
essentials before you set off. |
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*: So you're
leaving good old Cobblestone, are you? Well, make sure you've got all the
essentials before you set off. |
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*: If you'd
like to do some shopping, head round to the other side of the counter. |
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*: So you are
setting out into the world, my child. Perhaps a little prayer before you
depart? |
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*: Just
because you're setting out on a journey, that doesn't mean you can't pop home
for a visit whenever you like. |
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*: If you ever
get hurt or you're in need of a rest, there's no place like home, that's what
I always say. I'm sure your comfy old bed will always be waiting for you! |
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Amber |
So, this is it.
My little soldier's really leaving... |
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Amber |
You might not
be back for a while. Hope you've said all your goodbyes. So...ready?<yesno
2> |
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Amber |
Well, hurry
up, will you? We don't want to be standing round here all day. |
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Amber |
Well...off you
go then... |
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*: Oh-ho! Hold
on a second! |
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*: I wouldn't
go through here if I were you. The monsters up that way'll make mincemeat of
you! |
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*: If it's
Heliodor you're trying to get to, you need to head north, anyway. |
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*: W-Wait! |
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*: You don't
want to be going anywhere near the Manglegrove! The monsters in there will
have your guts for garters! No, if you're headed for Heliodor, you need to go
straight there. |
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*: Hang about—you
shouldn't go any further. The monsters up there are a proper nasty bunch. |
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*: You'll be
wanting to go north if you're heading for Heliodor. Mind how you go now! |
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*: Ah,
<pc>! There you are! The Mayor asked me to teach you a thing or two
about horses—and maps, too, for that matter! |
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*: Now, you
see this bell here? Well, if you give it a ring, a fine steed will gallop up
out of nowhere, just like that! Good to remember if your feet are getting
sore! |
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*: And what if
you're lost as well as tired? Easy! Just press to take a look at your map. What's more,
pressing once you've got your map open
will allow you to access all sorts of useful information! |
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*: I'm sure
all this is written in the list of Traveller's Tips in your pack there, but
you can't go over these things too often. |
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*: I'm here to
stop anyone from wandering too close to the Emerald Coast. There's some nasty
monsters up there, you see. |
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*: If it's
Heliodor you're heading for, you need to go north, anyway. |
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*: Ah! Setting
off on your big adventure, are you, <pc>? |
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*: You'll be
wanting to go north if you're heading for Heliodor. Mind how you go now! |
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*: I've been sent
from Heliodor Castle to make sure no one passes this way. |
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*: The
monsters up on the Emerald Coast are nasty pieces of work. I'm not to let
anyone go anywhere near them. |
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*: Oh-ho! I suppose
you're here for another little lecture on the joys of camping, are
you?<yesno> |
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*: ...Oh. Umm,
well if you do ever fancy a recap, you know where to find me. |
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*: It would be
my pleasure! Listen up, and I'll take you through the basics again! |
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*: To set up
camp for the night, just go up to the fire and examine it. You'll soon be
enjoying a well-earned break. |
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*: The statues
you'll find at campsites are chock-full of holy powers. You can pray to them
to be cured of poison and all kinds of other things. Think of them as mini
churches! |
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*: You'll need
to get used to what campsites look like and how to find them. After all, you'll
be relying on them whenever you're out in the wilderness. |
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*: It's like
my dad always said: keen campers can continue on where others can't! Be
prepared! |
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*: Have you
come far? Well, you're safe now—Heliodor awaits! |
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*: Once you're
in the city, you can find a nice inn and rest up. Lucky old you! |
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*: Welcome to
Heliodor! |
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*: This is the
largest city in all of Erdrea, you know. You should head downtown for a look
at the...livelier side of life here if you get the chance! |
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*: Welcome to
Cobblest— Hold on! It's <pc>! You're back! |
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*: Shouldn't
you be heading to Heliodor? Just leave the village and then keep going north.
You can't miss it! |
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Gemma |
I don't know what
this big journey of yours is all about, but wherever you end up, make sure
you don't forget us back here in Cobblestone. |
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Gemma |
Come back as
soon as you can, you hear? I'll be waiting... |
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Gemma |
You've still got
the charm I gave you! I'm so happy! |
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Gemma |
When I heard
you were leaving, I stayed up all night making it. I put my heart and soul
into that thing. |
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Gemma |
Be sure to take
it with you wherever you go, won't you? And make sure you come home—I'll be
waiting... |
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Gemma |
Ah-phew!
Ah-phew! <pc>... Stay safe... Promise me... |
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Sandy |
Woof woof! |
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*: Oh, so you
came back! Well, if you're heading off again, be sure to visit the church
before you go. |
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Cole |
Yay! It's
<pc>! But why did you come back so soon? |
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Cole |
Wait, I know!
You wanted to see Gemma again, didn't you? She's been looking really sad ever
since you left... |
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Cole |
Zzz... Zzz... |
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*: Doesn't my
lovely horse ride like a dream! Best in the village, that one! Look after
him, won't you? |
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*: Ooh, you're
a fine young man! You don't let anything faze you, do you? I know you're going
to be just fine! |
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*: We all miss
you, of course, but we know this is something you have to do. Make us proud,
won't you? |
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*: To think
that Chalky knew you were the reincarnation of the Luminary and he kept it a
secret all those years! |
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*: And now you
climb the Tor and you're off to fulfil your destiny, all in a matter of days!
Come home for a rest if it all gets too much, won't you? |
|
|
*: Ah-phew...
Ah-phew... |
|
|
*: Word to the
wise—don't go pickin' fights wiv monsters that're tougher than you. I got
into a few scrapes in me younger days, an' I've still got the scars to show
for it. |
|
|
*: Be sure to
look after yourself, won't you? Poor Gemma would be devastated if anything
were to happen to you. |
|
|
*: Ahh, the
water's so lovely and cool! Yay for water! |
|
|
*: Ah-phoo...
Ah-phoo... |
|
|
*: I love
playing in the water! |
|
|
*: Zzz...
Zzz... |
|
|
*: Oh, if it
isn't <pc>! Are you heading up to the Tor? Well, watch out for
monsters! |
|
|
*: The Mayor's
got some nerve, expecting a reward from the King! Honestly! What is he like? |
|
|
*: I suppose
he's got a point, though. We did bring up the Luminary, after all! |
|
|
*: Not in town
for long, I take it? Well, you be careful out there. And don't be a stranger! |
|
|
*: In this
world, you have to rely on yourself. And you have to be prepared for
anything. |
|
|
*: Make sure
you're never caught without medicinal herbs, you hear? They can be the
difference between life and death in a pinch. |
|
Amber |
Awww, if it
isn't my little soldier! But what are you doing back so soon? You've only
just left! |
|
Amber |
Not that I'm complaining,
of course. You're always welcome to come home and rest up! Go on, then—off to
bed with you! |
|
Amber |
Morning, love!
You'd best be on your way before I get all weepy again! |
|
Amber |
What is it,
<pc>? Getting cold feet about your big adventure or
something?<yesno> |
|
Amber |
That's my boy!
Never forget that you're the pride of the village—so go and do your
grandfather proud! |
|
Amber |
Well, I can
understand that. I mean, I don't want you to go either. But you have to. It's
your destiny. |
|
Amber |
Now, off you
go, my little soldier! You go and put Cobblestone on the map! |
|
Dunstan |
They say that
the original Luminary banished the darkness that threatened the world. He was
a true hero. |
|
Dunstan |
I'm still
having trouble believing that you're really him reincarnated, but if old
Chalky said so, he must have been sure. |
|
Dunstan |
Well, whatever
lies ahead of you, I've got a funny feeling it's going to be something
extraordinary. |
|
|
*: Oh, you're
back. Well, I hope you've visited your mother. |
|
|
*: Ah-phew...
Ah-phew... |
|
|
*: I'll
warrant there are a fair few monsters lying in wait on the road to Heliodor.
If I were you, I'd stock up with all the supplies you can carry. |
|
|
*: Sorry,
could I ask you to head round to the other side of the counter if you want to
buy something? |
|
|
*: If you're
headed somewhere in a hurry, a horse is always your best bet. No matter how
you look at it, humans have got nothing on horses! |
|
|
*: But I don't
need to tell you that—you're one of the best riders in the village! |
|
|
*:
Ah-heurgh...! Ah-heurgh...! |
|
|
*: My child,
do you mean to leave us once again? Perhaps a prayer before you go? |
|
|
*: So you're
back? Well, I do hope you've paid a visit to your mother. |
|
|
*: Ah-phew!
Ah-phew! |
|
|
*: Leaving
behind those you love and travelling the world is tough. I know—I did it
myself a long time ago. |
|
|
*: Ah, so you decided
to pop back, did you? Well, good for you. You don't want to go pushing
yourself too hard. |
|
|
*: Zzz...
(snort) Zzz... |
|
|
*: S'pose
you'll be 'ittin' the road again soon, eh? Well, more power to ya! |
|
|
*: I remember
when you were a little boy, you know. You were always going off fishing with
your grandfather. You two were inseparable! |
|
|
*: Well, now
you're ready to stand on your own two feet at last. Chalky would be proud of
you, I know he would. |
|
|
*: Sorry, but
this area's off limits. Now, if you wouldn't mind clearing off... |
|
|
*: Eh!? How
did you get in here? This area's off limits! Clear off, will you? |
|
|
*: If you have
business with the King, I'm afraid you've left it a little late. You'll have
to come back in the morning. |
|
|
It seems it's
too late to visit the castle tonight. Wait until morning?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Welcome to
Heliodor, greatest city in all Erdrea. Please, make yourself at home. |
|
|
*: Oh, and if
you're wondering about that white speech bubble above my friend's head...
Well, that just means he's got nothing else to say right now. People get like
that sometimes, you know. |
|
|
*: So where are
you from, then? ...What's that? Cobblestone, you say? Where's that, then?
Down south? Never heard of it! |
|
|
*: With all
those mountains and valleys down south, it's hard to know what's what. I've
never heard of Cobblestone, but I'm sure it's lovely. |
|
|
*: I haven't
seen you round here before. ...Hm? You're here to see the King, you say? |
|
|
*: Well, you
won't find him round here! You'd better head to the castle. Go straight up
this road, climb the steps, keep going and Bob's your uncle! |
|
|
*: Just
remember that they shut the gates as soon as the sun goes down—the King needs
his sleep, you know. You're best off heading there bright and early if you
want an audience. |
|
|
*: The two top
knights up at the castle are Sir Jasper and Sir Hendrik. But if you ask me,
Sir Jasper's the best by a long way. Yes, he's the one for me! |
|
|
*: Sure, he's
not going to win any awards for friendliness, but who cares—he's a real
looker! And he's such a strategic genius, the King even asks his advice
sometimes! |
|
|
*: This
travelling salesman told me he's never seen so many monsters. Roaming all
over the place, they are. What is the world coming to? |
|
|
*: By the way,
if you see a white speech bubble like the one above the fellow in front of
me's head, it just means that person doesn't have anything else to say right
now. |
|
|
*: I've been
hearing from travelling merchants that there are more and more monsters out
there these days. What a terrible time to be alive... |
|
|
*: Heliodor's
a big place. If it's your first time here, you can expect to get lost. |
|
|
*: But if you're
not sure where you are, you can always press
and check the map. |
|
|
*: Downtown
Heliodor's a hive of waifs, strays, drifters, cutpurses and ne'er-do-wells.
Mind you stay well clear! |
|
|
*: You can't
go through here—it's far too rough for law-abiding folks. I'd strongly advise
you to head elsewhere. |
|
|
*: Everyone
knows their place in Heliodor—the riff-raff and rabble live in the slums,
while the well heeled live uptown. The nicest area is up the stairs. That's
where you'll find the castle. |
|
|
*: When the
monsters attacked Dundrasil, it was Sir Hendrik and his men who fought them
back. He's the mightiest warrior in the whole kingdom. |
|
|
*: They say
the King was surrounded by the enemy, but Sir Hendrik came to his rescue.
He's been known as the Hero of Heliodor ever since. |
|
|
*: You see
that big swanky house over there? Well, it belongs to some rich and
slightly...vulgar stranger. He just turned up one day, bought the land and
had it built, the showy blighter! |
|
|
*: Goodness knows
where he got the money, but that rich fellow just turned up, bought a prime
plot of land and had a huge house built, the great big show-off! |
|
|
*: Heliodor is
a fine place to live. It's safe, it's clean and everyone's happy. We owe it
all to the King. Three cheers for King Carnelian! |
|
|
*: This young
thief broke into the castle treasury in search of loot. Now he's banged up in
the dungeons. |
|
|
*: It's such a
waste—he had his whole life ahead of him, and he just went and chucked it all
away... |
|
|
*: Waaah!
Waaah! My kitty's stuck on the roof! She won't come down! Waaah! |
|
|
*: Someone
help meee! My kitty's stuck on the roof! You have to help! |
|
|
*: Y-You did it!
You got my kitty off the roof! Thank you! Oh, thank you, thank you, thank
you! |
|
|
*: Here,
mister! This is to say thank you for getting my kitty back! |
|
|
<pc>
receives a grubby handful of kitty litter! |
|
|
*: Thank you so
much for getting my kitty back, Mister! I'm glad you didn't get stuck on the
roof too! |
|
|
*: Meeew! |
|
|
The cat's paw
seems to be stuck in a hole in the roof. Do you want to help it?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Miaooow! |
|
|
<pc> gently
removes the cat's paw from the hole. |
|
|
*: Miaaaowr! |
|
|
*: Mmm!
Mmmeowww! |
|
|
*: So you're a
visitor to Heliodor, are you? Well, don't pull anything funny, or I'll sling
you in the dungeons, got it? |
|
|
*: If you asked
me who I most wanted to be in the world, I'd have to say Sir Hendrik. But
then every man in the kingdom would say the same thing. He's basically an
all-round legend! |
|
|
*: They say
that when the world is in trouble, a true hero will appear—they must be
talking about him. |
|
|
*: I won't
allow any nonsense on my watch! If you even think of causing any trouble,
I'll come down on you like a ton of bricks! |
|
|
*: No one
sells sharper swords than me, mate! You can look, but you'd prob'ly best not
touch! |
|
|
*: Armour is
every adventurer's best pal! When the chips are down, it'll always be there
for you! So come on, what do you say? |
|
|
*: You name it,
I've probably got it! Don't leave without getting stocked up on all your
adventuring essentials! |
|
|
*:
Traditionally, I stand on one side of the counter, and you stand on the
other. Want to give it a try? |
|
|
*: There's so much
great stuff, I can't decide what to get! |
|
|
*: This is
tasty stuff—but then everything else looks great too. Yep, Heliodor is one
heck of a place! |
|
|
*: Heliodor is
a huge place. There are all sorts of surprises awaiting the doughty explorer
willing to visit its more out-of-the-way locales. |
|
|
*: Take the
time to check out every nook and cranny you come across. You'll thank me for
it later! |
|
|
*: (snore)
Nnngrrrgh...! (snort) |
|
|
*: Heliodor is
surrounded by mountains which serve as a kind of natural wall, keeping
monsters and other nasties at bay. That's why we live such safe, secure
lives. |
|
|
*:
Ah-phewww...! Ah-phewww...! |
|
|
There's a
small note on the door. <pc> takes a closer look... ‘ONE IZ
CURRANTLY INDISPOZED. SHARNT B LONG.’ |
|
|
*: I'm so
happy I can't stop laughing! My wife's the best cook in the whole wide world!
Ho ho ho! Lucky me! |
|
|
*: Heliodor's
the most powerful kingdom in the world, you know. It has been ever since the
fall of Dundrasil. |
|
|
*: King
Carnelian is surely the wisest of rulers. His influence spreads far and
wide—in fact, it would be no exaggeration to call him the king of the world. |
|
|
*: You wish to
see the King? I'm afraid His Majesty does not receive unsolicited callers in
the middle of the night. Come back in the morning. |
|
|
*: No one is
permitted to enter the castle after dark. If you have business here, come
back in the morning. |
|
|
*: This is a fine
inn! Maybe the finest in Heliodor! I mean, who knows? |
|
|
*: I think
I've met the love of my life! But how do I tell her? I don't want to pick the
wrong moment and blow it! |
|
|
*: I'm so happy
I met you! Just being near you makes me so happy I could burst! |
|
|
*: You might
want to go climbing around on the roofs one of these days. There's a ladder
in an alleyway over to the west that'll get you up there. |
|
|
*: So you're a
traveller, eh? Well, I don't know where you're from, but around here we don't
go barging into people's houses without so much as a by-your-leave! |
|
|
*: I've been
saving my pennies, and now it's time to spend 'em! You can't afford to be stingy,
you know—it's important to get yourself the best kit! |
|
|
*: I bet you
didn't know about the rope on the roof, did you? You can use it to get up to
the swanky part of town! |
|
|
*: This poor
nipper's cat's gone an' got stuck on the roof. |
|
|
*: You can get
out on the rooftops from the item shop, but I can't leave 'er 'ere bawlin' to
go an' get it, can I? Cor, wot a pickle... |
|
|
*: So you're
the 'ero who climbed up on the roof an' came to the rescue, eh? Nice one,
mate! She looks pleased as punch to 'ave 'er cat back! |
|
|
*: This band
are the best! I wish I could play an instrument! |
|
|
*: This must
be the greatest bar in the whole wide world! It's a shame all these grown-ups
keep telling me to clear off... |
|
|
*: I've just found
out you can tell wot 'ouses you can go into by the red lines on the map! 'Oo
knew? |
|
|
*: It's
amazin' the fings you can learn from books an' that, eh? |
|
|
*: Nothing
beats a nice, cool drink! ...Wait! Are you sure you're old enough to be in here? |
|
|
*: A church is
a haven in life's storm. I can highly recommend prayer and quiet reflection
from time to time. |
|
|
*: Wow, look
at this! I wonder how much it's worth? If I sold it, I bet I'd never have to
work again! |
|
|
*: You see this
two-headed eagle? It's the symbol of Heliodor. It's on the flag as well. |
|
|
*: Every time
I go to church and pray, I come out feeling like a new man. It's weird, isn't
it? |
|
|
*: The water's
so still and beautiful! It feels like it's drawing me in... |
|
|
*: It's so
nice and quiet here, isn't it? Ahh, it feels like everything's going to be
alright forever... |
|
|
*: Hey, want
to know something interesting about that house? You can climb up on the roof
from the back garden, and then there's a rope you can cross. |
|
|
*: I love it
here! It's simply marvellous! And you know the best part? Only fantastically
rich folk like yours truly can afford to live here! |
|
|
*: There's a gate
to the east that will take you to the rough part of town. It's manned by
guards to keep the riff-raff out. |
|
|
*: When you
can't wait for the next day, turn in for the night! Go to an inn, get your
head down, and it'll be morning before you know it! |
|
|
*: There's a
lovely breeze here. It's perfect for drying clothes! |
|
|
*: If your
feet are getting sore, I recommend a stay at a nice inn. There's one above
the bar just over there. |
|
|
*: Here's my idea
of a perfect evening: work out, feel the burn, eat till you're fit to burst,
then go for a nice long walk! |
|
|
*: If you're
going to travel the world, you're going to run into monsters—and that means
you need to get ripped! Do it! Do it! |
|
|
*: I came here
looking for some excitement, but there's nothing going on. Maybe I should
stick to the main drag rather than loitering in back alleys... |
|
|
*: Listen to
the latest clever thing my darling husband said—just because something might
seem useless, that doesn't mean it is. Keep hold of everything you find, just
in case. |
|
|
*: Except for
those old Drasilian coins, of course. The only thing they're good for is
selling. |
|
|
*: I'm absolutely
convinced there's treasure down this chimney, but I can't stand dark places,
so I'm too scared to go down and have a look... |
|
|
*: If I stand
up here, I can see folks walking down below. Sometimes they see me and smile,
and we have a little bit of a moment! |
|
|
*: Sorry for
all the fuss. Head on through. His Majesty's eager to speak with you. |
|
|
*: If you want
to see the King, you should come back in the morning. |
|
|
*: So you really
are the Luminary? I can only apologise for doubting you. Please, go right on
through. |
|
|
*: No one's
allowed to enter the castle after dark, so you'll have to come back in the
morning. |
|
|
A curious power
emanates from the root wrapped around the tree... |
|
|
*: You must be
the Luminary! It is truly an honour! |
|
|
*: Welcome to
Heliodor Castle! How long we have waited to meet the Luminary! |
|
|
*: You must be
the Luminary. You've created quite a stir, you know. It's nice to be able to
meet you in person. |
|
|
*: Ohhh, I
like wot yer wearin'! That musty bumpkin look is really in right now! |
|
|
*: His Majesty
is waiting for you. To get to the throne room, head up these stairs and go
straight on. |
|
|
*: Climb these
stairs and go straight on—the King is waiting for you. |
|
|
*: To think
it's been so many years since Dundrasil was attacked by that terrible horde of
monsters! King Carnelian was lucky to make it out alive, you know. |
|
|
*: And his
daughter the Princess, well...she wasn't so lucky... |
|
|
*: The world
can be such a cruel place. Who would have thought that a beautiful kingdom
could be wiped out just like that? Curse those monsters... |
|
|
*: Well, at
least we have Sir Hendrik. With the Hero of Heliodor to protect us, we won't
be going the same way as Dundrasil any time soon. |
|
|
*: I am afraid
I cannot allow you to proceed any further. |
|
|
*: Sorry, but
this part of the castle is strictly off limits. |
|
|
*: This tree
has been here since before I was born. It is simply magnificent—it requires
no care, but retains its noble form entirely naturally. |
|
|
*: We have travelled
for days for an audience with the King of Heliodor, and now we are told he
has a more important guest! The impertinence! |
|
|
*: Who could
it be? It can surely only be another king—who else would outrank one such as
I? |
|
|
*: We are nobles
of the most blue-blooded stock, and yet we have been told that we must wait
for an audience with the King! |
|
|
*: Hands off,
urchin! Those are gifts for the King! You so much as touch them, and you'll
be sorry... |
|
|
*: I am
stupendously wealthy, and have brought marvellous gifts for the King. But now
I hear that he means to grant an audience to some upstart, and that I must
wait! Hmph! |
|
|
*: Oh! It's
the Luminary! Err... Very nice to meet you. I'm a bit busy with my reading at
the moment, though. Could we speak later, maybe...? |
|
|
*: Ever since
you arrived in the castle, there has been a curious tension in the air. I
cannot quite put my finger on it... |
|
|
*: As long as
we have Sir Jasper and Sir Hendrik on our side, we Heliodorians have nothing
to fear. |
|
|
*: They've
been fighting side by side to protect the kingdom ever since they were boys. |
|
|
*: Sniflheim
and Gallopolis aren't to be messed with, but there's no two ways about it, Heliodor
is the most powerful kingdom in the world. |
|
|
*: Our army
will never allow the monsters to take over, you can be assured of that. |
|
|
*: This is His
Majesty's chamber, and before you ask, no—you're not coming in. |
|
|
*: The stairs
to the left and right will take you up to the top floor, but there's not much
up there that's really worth seeing. And besides, you're here to see the
King, aren't you? Focus on the task at hand, I always say! |
|
|
*: This is the
entrance to the late princess's chamber. I am afraid I cannot permit you to
pass. |
|
|
*: So you're
the Darkspa... Sorry! Forgive me! Sometimes I think out loud, you see. Erm...
His Majesty is very eager to see you! |
|
|
*: His Majesty
awaits you in the throne room. |
|
|
*: His Majesty
is a most munificent man, but he does not suffer fools gladly. My advice is
not to do anything stupid. |
|
|
*: Phew!
Training with Sir Hendrik is exhausting! I'm just taking a little breather... |
|
|
*: His Majesty
asks that you speak with him right away. Please make your way to the throne
room. |
|
|
*: Well now...
You must be the Luminary I've been hearing so much about! |
|
|
*: You'll be looking
for the throne room, I'll warrant. Well, it's on the floor below this one.
The King is expecting you, I believe. |
|
|
*: Fancy
getting to meet you in person! His Majesty must be very pleased that you've
finally appeared. |
|
|
*: That red
star in the sky is known as Erdwin's Lantern, you know. |
|
|
*: Scholars
have long wondered how it got that name, but I am afraid it has remained a
mystery. |
|
|
*: There's
something shiny in that chandelier, but I can't quite reach it... |
|
|
*: Hey! Cut it
out! |
|
|
*: Get a grip!
Making a racket isn't going to help you any. |
|
|
*: Sheesh!
Keep it down, will you? There goes the neighbourhood... |
|
|
*: Do you want
to get caught or something? There's too many guards that way. Stick with me,
okay? |
|
|
There's no
response. The guard is unconscious. |
|
|
There's no
response. The guard is unconscious. |
|
|
*: Let's get
out of here. You first! |
|
|
It looks like
<pc>'s neighbour has been busy. Go down the hole?<yesno> |
|
|
*: They can't
have got far! Spread out! Do not let them escape! |
|
|
*: Sounds like
they noticed we were missing. Umm, might be time to run... |
|
|
It might be a
good idea to stick with the other prisoner and avoid the guards... |
|
|
*: Right, snuff
that torch out and follow my lead! |
|
|
It might be a
good idea to snuff out the torch to avoid alerting the guards to your
presence... |
|
|
*: We can get
across that bridge! Go on ahead and check it out... |
|
|
*: We can get
across that bridge! Light the torch again and go and check it out... |
|
|
*: Come on! We
need to move! Now! |
|
|
*: If we don't
get moving, we're dead meat. Run! |
|
|
*: What are
you doing!? Do you want to get eaten by that thing!? |
|
|
*: This way! The
Darkspawn is close, I know it! |
|
|
*: They don't
give up, do they? Let's get moving! |
|
|
*: What are
you doing!? We need to get away, and fast! |
|
Erik |
Come on, where
are your manners? We can't leave without saying thanks to the nice old nun who
helped us out! |
|
Erik |
Come on, we
can't hit the road without saying thanks. |
|
|
*: Now, my
children, with those fugitives at large, you must take care. I shall offer
what little succour I can... |
|
Erik |
Huh? Are you
lost already? If we want to get to Heliodor, we'll need to head up the slope
by the church. |
|
|
These planks
don't look hugely comfortable, but there don't seem to be any better options
for bedding down nearby. Rest here?<yesno> |
|
|
<pc> awakens
after an uncomfortable night's sleep. |
|
|
NOT USED |
|
|
<pc>
awakens after an uncomfortable night's sleep. |
|
|
*: Oi! You're
not getting through here, so clear off, will you? |
|
|
*: 'Ello love.
Are you wantin' to get through this way? Sorry, it ain't quite that simple at
the mo. |
|
|
*: Someone's
pinched 'alf the planks again! They'll repair it eventually, but it'll take a
little while, I reckon. |
|
|
*: You won't
find armour at better prices than this, believe me! Brand spanking new kit at
knock-down prices! You can't say fairer than that! |
|
|
*: Alright
there? Tell me, are you sorted for swords? Bristling with blades? It's a
dangerous world out there, so it pays to be prepared! |
|
|
*: Welcome,
an' all that... (cough cough) Me stock may not be much to look
at—(splutter)—but it's the quality that counts. |
|
|
*: Go
on—(cough)—say you'll buy somefing. I need—(cough)—the bleedin' money! I'm
brassic, an' it's not like I can—(splutter)—retire or anyfing... |
|
|
*: Welcome to
my fine establishment! It may be small, but it's perfectly formed! You'll
have a great night's sleep, I guarantee it! |
|
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*: You after
somefink, sunshine? Well, we don't serve kids in 'ere. Sling yer 'ook! |
|
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*: Or are you
'ere lookin' for work? Well, you can 'ave all the shifts you want—as long as
you don't mind not gettin' paid! Nah-ah-ah-ah! |
|
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*: It is rare
indeed for travellers to brave this rather down-at-heel part of town. |
|
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*: But since you
are here, I recommend you talk to the locals—some of them are rather rough
and ready, but they've good hearts for the most part. Now... |
|
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*: Sorry,
you're not getting through here. I recommend you clear off, sharpish. Unless
you want to spend the night in a nice, comfortable cell, that is... |
|
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*: ......... |
|
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*: ......... |
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*: Wot d'you
fink you're starin' at, eh? |
|
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*: We can't
find Cammo anywhere! 'E's the undisputed 'ide-and-seek champion of 'Eliodor! |
|
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*: Hee hee hee
hee! Welcome to the mysterious realm of the magnificent Mistress Bev! Don't
cross me palm wiv silver, an' I'll read yer fortune anyway! Hee hee! Well?
Fancy it?<yesno> |
|
Mistress Bev |
Pah, well I
knew you were gonna say that, obviously. But if you ever change yer mind,
love, you know where to find me! It won't cost you a fing, remember! |
|
Mistress Bev |
I knew you'd
say that! Hee hee! Right, 'ere goes... Tell me,
mysterious rulers of fate... What's this
lank-'aired lad 'ere got on his plate...? |
|
Mistress Bev |
...Oh dear me!
Dear, oh dear, oh dear! I see pain...an' sadness! An' a big 'elpin' of grief
and misfortune to boot! |
|
Mistress Bev |
But do not
despair! You can avoid all this misery with just one wise investment... |
|
Mistress Bev |
This top-notch
item would normally cost you an arm an' a leg, but I'll sell it to ya for the
jaw-droppin'ly knock-down price of only 100 gold coins! So, what do you
say?<yesno> |
|
Mistress Bev |
You wot!?
After I give you a free readin', an' all!? Cheeky little toerag! Well, don't
blame me if the sky comes crashin' down on yer 'ead! Go on, clear off! |
|
Mistress Bev |
Wot's your
game? You ain't got the cash, you cheeky swine! Well, don't blame me if yer
arms an' legs fall off! |
|
Mistress Bev |
Sold, to the
boy wiv the 'airdo! 'Ere you go, love—knock yerself out! |
|
|
<pc>
receives some holy water. |
|
Mistress Bev |
Sprinkle some
of that about the place, an' the beasties'll steer well clear. No more
monster misery for you, sunshine! |
|
Mistress Bev |
...Wossat? You
seen the same fing on sale down the road for 'alf the price? Well, that's
business innit? Oh, we don't do returns, by the way. Sorry, love! |
|
Mistress Bev |
'Ang about... You're
on one o' them Draconian Quests, ain'tcha? Which means you ain't no use to
me. Go on, sling yer 'ook! |
|
Mistress Bev |
Use that 'oly
water wisely, an' the beasties'll steer well clear. |
|
Mistress Bev |
...Wossat? You
seen the same fing on sale down the road for 'alf the price? Well, that's
business innit? Oh, we don't do returns, by the way. Sorry, love! |
|
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*: Keep yer
wits about ya—them escaped prisoners're still at large. If they got out o' the
castle dungeons, they ain't no part-timers. Prob'ly armed an' dangerous. |
|
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*: I should
know—I used to be a bit of a villain meself. Done me fair share o' chokey in
them same cells. Heh heh! Best years o' me life! |
|
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*: I was
pretty wild in me younger days, let me tell ya. Always up to no good, I was.
Spent a fair bit o' time in the dungeons for me troubles, an' all. |
|
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*: But now I'm
repayin' me debt to society by working as a night watchman. Trust me, crime don't
pay—so keep yer nose clean, an' stay out o' trouble! |
|
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*: Alright,
mate? Want to hear somefink good? |
|
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*: It'll cost
ya, mind you. Five gold coins for some proper juicy info! Wot d'ya
say?<yesno> |
|
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*: You can't spare
a measly five gold coins? Well, it's no skin off my nose. But if you change
yer mind, you know where I am! |
|
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*: Sorry mate,
but you seem to be a little lackin' in the funds department. I'd be careful
if I was you, or you'll end up under this bridge wiv me! |
|
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*: Right! So
if it's juicy info yer after, I've got it—firstly, oranges are an excellent
source o' juice. But don't forget about bananas—them little fellas're juicier
than you fink. |
|
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*: Wot, you don't
believe me? Go an' get some fruit an' try it out for yerself! Juice is the
future, you better believe it! |
|
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*: Grrr...
Ruff ruff! |
|
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*: This place
is legend'ry! It's filthy, it's got no roof and the food's bleedin' awful.
But the drinks're cheap, and the dancers...heh, they're out o' this world! |
|
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*: I'll bet
yer 'ere for an eyeful o' Roxy an' all, ain'tcha?<yesno> |
|
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*: Well, your
loss, mate. Trust me, she's the bee's knees—an' then some! |
|
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*: Well then yer
luck's about as good as mine, mate. Roxy ain't 'ere. She's on the other side
o' the wall struttin' 'er stuff for all them posh lot up there. |
|
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*: I've been
waitin' for 'er to get back for days. Aww, I can't wait to see 'er again!
Come on, Rox...! |
|
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*: Welcome to
downtown 'Eliodor, the grimy little secret the posh folks over the wall don't
want you to know about! Heh! |
|
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*: You ain't
from round 'ere, eh? Well, if you ain't got a reason to stick around, I
wouldn't bovver. |
|
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*: ...Wossat?
Yer lookin' for the dump? Well, yer in the right part o' town for rubbish!
There's a great big pile of it right in the middle. |
|
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*: Roll up,
roll up! Get yer fresh veg 'ere! I got yer onions, yer spuds—the 'ole lot! |
|
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*: Don't go
eatin' 'em raw, mind you. Nah, you'll wanna boil 'em for a good two, three
hours first. Maybe disinfect 'em a bit an' all... |
|
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*:
Can't...fall...asleep... (yawn) Thieves'll...nick...me...veg... |
|
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*: Them numpties
up at the castle locked up some Lumin'ry bloke 'oo's s'posed to bring
disaster an' destruction, an' then they went an' let 'im escape! |
|
|
*: 'Avin' 'im
on the loose'll play 'avoc wiv the price o' veg! I can barely scrape the cash
togevver for a bunch o' mangy carrots as it is! |
|
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*: I dunno
much about this Lumin'ry character, but I know they should lock him up and
throw away the key! Them guards need to get off their backsides and track 'im
down! |
|
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*: I can't wait
to see the back o' this town—there's no money, no 'ope, no nuffink! |
|
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*: But where
else am I gonna go, eh? This is 'ome, even if it is bloomin' awful... |
|
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*: This singer
bloke knows wot 'e's talkin' about! Fings might look bleak, but you can't go
givin' up! |
|
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*: After all,
'oo knows what tomorrow'll bring? |
|
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*: This is the
life for me! I don't want to work or have responsibilities or have to answer to
anyone. No, this is exactly where I want to be! |
|
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*: 'Ello love.
Are you wantin' to get through this way? Sorry, it ain't quite that simple at
the mo. |
|
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*: Someone's
pinched 'alf the planks again! They'll repair it eventually, but it'll take a
little while, I reckon. |
|
|
*: Hanging out
here jamming is all well and good, but I can't help feeling I'd like to play
in front of some slightly bigger crowds... |
|
|
*: But that
would mean hitting the nice part of town, and I don't have the money or the
contacts to get past the checkpoint. If only there was a way of sneaking
through... |
|
|
*: Oh, I'm
livin' in Heliodor, workin' for the Man, ♪ An' I'm just
tryin' to do the best I can! ♪ *: But no
matter how bad things might get, ♪ I can't give
up—the game ain't over yet! ♪ |
|
|
*: See the veg
in this shop? Well, guess 'oo smuggles it over from the other side o' the
wall? That's right—yours truly! It's good stuff, eh? |
|
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*: I mean,
fair enough, some of it's a little on the...erm...ripe side...but it's still
tasty! You wouldn't believe the fings them rich lot chuck away! |
|
|
*: See the big
tough-lookin' bloke over there? Well, 'e's only been sittin' there for days
waitin' for that dancer Roxy to come back. Talk about moon-eyed! |
|
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*: The workin'
man's an idiot, if you ask me. Wot's the point o' slavin' away every poxy
hour o' the day just to earn a pittance? |
|
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*: Nah, gimme
a life o' freedom any day. Bit o' wheelin' an' dealin'—just enough to keep
the wolf from the door—wot more does a man need? |
|
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*: Ah-phew!
Ah-phew! |
|
|
*: If you go up
to the nice part o' town, there's loads o' good jobs, but down 'ere, we 'ave
to make do wiv rubbish. There ain't no security, an' there ain't no future.
The world ain't fair! |
|
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*: Zzz...
Gurgle... |
|
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*: Heh heh heh!
I'm Cammo, the king of 'ide-an'-seek! Wait—don't tell me you're playin'
too?<yesno> |
|
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*: ...Alright,
well, promise you won't tell no one else where I am! |
|
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*: Gah! You
got me! I can't believe I got found by a grown-up! I need to up me game! |
|
|
*: When
there's a lot o' people livin' in a small space, you 'ave to build
upwards—that's why I live up 'ere on the second floor. |
|
|
*: I ain't
sayin' it's ideal, mind you. The floor's all wonky, an' gettin' up an' down
is a right ol' pain. Still, it's 'ome. |
|
|
*: I'm sure I
saw Cammo come this way, but I can't find 'im anywhere! |
|
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*: We're
playin' 'ide-and-seek, but I can't find Cammo anywhere! 'E's too bleedin'
good! |
|
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*: I bet 'e went
up that ladder! It's not fair! 'E knows I'm scared of 'eights! |
|
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*: Geh heh!
Nuffink tastes better than a drink bought wiv someone else's money! Ahh, I
got the best job in the world! |
|
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*: Geh heh heh!
Wot kind o' mug sleeps out in the open wiv pockets full o' change, eh? I 'ad
to take a bit really. Teach 'im a lesson, like. |
|
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*: 'Ang
about—you're......! Ulp! Listen, I didn't mean nuffink by it, honest! You'll
forgive a bloke an honest mistake, won'tcha?<yesno> |
|
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*: Mate, mate,
listen—it was nuffink personal, alright? Let's just be grown-ups about this
an' put it behind us, yeah?<yesno> |
|
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*: Geh heh!
Nice one, mate. I could tell you were the reasonable type. Now, in light o'
yer generosity, let me see wot I can manage in terms o' compensation... |
|
|
<pc>
receives 3 gold coins! |
|
|
*: ...Wossat,
mate? I owe you more than that, you reckon? Well sorry, but that's yer lot! |
|
|
*: You shoulda
come and found me earlier. I've gone an' spent most o' yer dosh at this fine
establishment now, ain't I? Wot can I say? Sorry, guv. |
|
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*: Geh heh!
Wot a great night! Ahhh, I wouldn't trade me job for anyfink! Not in a
million years! |
|
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*: Gah! 'Ow did
I end up 'ere? 'Ow did fings come to this? 'Ow am I gonna get out o' this
one? |
|
|
*: ...Eh? 'Oo
are you? D'you want somefing? 'Cos if not, I recommend you clear off. I've
got enough on me plate wivout you bovverin' me. |
|
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*: Life isn't easy
for a trainee sorceress, let me tell you. I mean, how am I supposed to do any
magic with my tummy rumbling like this? |
|
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*: If only
there were a spell that could summon a big loaf of freshly baked bread... |
|
|
*: Welcome to downtown
'Eliodor, the grimy little secret the posh folks over the wall don't want you
to know about! Heh! |
|
|
*: You ain't
from round 'ere, eh? Well, if you ain't got a reason to stick around, I
wouldn't bovver. |
|
|
*: ...Eh? An inn
run by a red'ead? It's over to the east o' town, mate. Two-storey place, you
can't miss it. |
|
Erik |
Hey, what are
you doing? Climb that tower and watch out for Ruby! |
|
Erik |
The watchtower
over by where the guard's standing—you can't miss it. Get up there and keep
your eyes peeled. |
|
|
*: Welcome to
downtown 'Eliodor, the grimy little secret the posh folks over the wall don't
want you to know about! Heh! |
|
|
*: You ain't
from round 'ere, eh? Well, if you ain't got a reason to stick around, I
wouldn't bovver. |
|
Erik |
Hey! Where are
you going? We need to get to the inn! |
|
|
*: Heh heh!
Nice one, Bullseye! That great big coward of a guard nearly weed 'imself when
'e saw ya! |
|
|
*: ......... |
|
|
*: Wot d'you
fink you're starin' at, eh? Get lost! |
|
|
*: Heh heh!
Now we know 'is weak spot! Petrified, 'e was! 'Ow'd 'e make it through Guard
School, that's wot I wanna know! |
|
|
*: Ahhh,
that's the funniest fing I've seen in years! You know wot I'm talkin' about,
don'tcha?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Heh heh! So
you saw it too, eh? I can't remember the last time I laughed that much! |
|
|
*: Yer
kiddin'? Heh heh! You missed the sight of the century! |
|
|
*: See that
guard over there? Well, an 'armless little doggie went up to 'im, an' 'e went
to pieces! Shakin' like a leaf, 'e was! |
|
|
*: She did it
on purpose o' course, the little rascal 'oo owns him. 'Ates the bloke, she
does! |
|
|
*: Heh heh! Nice
one, Bullseye! That great big coward of a guard nearly weed 'imself when 'e
saw ya! |
|
|
*: ......... |
|
|
*: Wot d'you
fink you're starin' at, eh? Get lost! |
|
|
*: ...You wot?
You wanna borrow me dog!? Yer 'avin' a giraffe, ain'tcha!? Look, I ain't got
time for this—go on, sling yer 'ook! |
|
|
*: Bullseye
'ere is a lone wolf like me. 'E don't take kindly to strangers. |
|
|
*: Ahh, but
you know wot? Some 'oly water an' a buzzberry or two might change 'is mind... |
|
|
*: Wot are you
gawpin' at me like that for? It ain't like I'm askin' much! Just go an' shake
the tree an' grab some berries, innit. |
|
|
*: Go out o'
town, down the walkway fing an' straight on. Big tree, funny berries on it.
Bosh. |
|
|
*: An' as for
'oly water, well, that's easy—buy it from a shop! |
|
|
*: An'
remember, I didn't say 'oly water OR buzzberries—I want 'em both, otherwise
no deal. |
|
|
*: Wot, did you
fink I was just gonna 'and over me dog to some stranger? |
|
|
*: Nah,
there's gotta be somefink in it for me, innit? That's 'ow fings work round
'ere. So get me some 'oly water an' a buzzberry or two, then we'll talk. |
|
|
*: It ain't like
I'm askin' much. Just go an' shake the tree an' grab some berries, innit. |
|
|
*: Go out o'
town, down the walkway fing an' straight on. Big tree, funny berries on it.
Bosh. |
|
|
*: An' as for
'oly water, well, that's easy—buy it from a shop! |
|
|
*: An'
remember, I didn't say 'oly water OR buzzberries—I want 'em both, otherwise
no deal. |
|
|
*: Wot, did
you fink I was just gonna 'and over me dog to some stranger? |
|
|
*: Nah, there's
gotta be somefink in it for me, innit? That's 'ow fings work round 'ere. So
get me some 'oly water an' a buzzberry or two, then we'll talk. |
|
|
Give the
buzzberries and holy water to the girl?<yesno> |
|
|
*: No goods,
no dog—simple as that. Go on, scram! |
|
|
*: Let's see
now... Yeah, that looks like wot I asked for. Blimey, you actually brought
it! Mug! |
|
|
*: 'Ere,
Bullseye. It's yer favourite—buzzberries! We'll share these, alright? |
|
|
*: Arf! |
|
|
*: Heh! Good, ain't
they? Right, let's sprinkle this 'oly water on ya, shall we? 'Ere we go... |
|
|
*: Now the
monsters'll steer clear when you go playin' outside town. Nice. |
|
|
*: Woof! Woof! |
|
|
*: Wot? Don't
look at me like that. Bullseye looks after me, an' I look after 'im. Anyway,
a promise is a promise. 'E's yours for a bit. Look after 'im, alright? |
|
|
*: Bullseye!
Listen, boy! Go an' play wiv the nice man for a bit, okay? |
|
|
*: Arf! Woof
woof! |
|
|
*: Wotever it
is you need 'im for, make it quick, alright? That dog's me only family. |
|
|
*: Eh? Don't
tell me you wanna borrow Bullseye again?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Bullseye!
Listen, boy! Go an' play wiv the nice man for a bit, okay? |
|
|
*: Arf! Woof
woof! |
|
|
*: 'Ang about!
Where's Bullseye? I told you to look after 'im, didn't I? |
|
|
*: ...Wossat?
'E's barkin' at that guard bloke? Oh-ho! Once that one starts yappin', 'e
don't stop! |
|
|
*: Heh heh
heh! I'm Cammo, the king of 'ide-an'-seek! Wait—don't tell me you're playin'
too?<yesno> |
|
|
*: ...Okay,
well, promise you won't tell anyone where I am, an' I'll tell you somefing
top-secret. |
|
|
*: 'Ere goes...
Well, you know the red'ead 'oo runs the inn? When she was younger, she looked
exactly like Roxy the dancer! |
|
|
*: An' you
know wot's weirder? Their 'andwritin's exactly the same too! Nuts, innit? |
|
|
*: I keep
meanin' to get 'er to write a letter pretendin' to be Roxy. Reckon I could
cause some 'avoc wiv that! Heh! |
|
|
*: Gah! You
got me! I can't believe I got found by a grown-up! I need to up me game! |
|
|
*: Tell you
wot, 'ow about we make a little deal? Promise you won't tell no one where I
am, and I'll tell you somefing top-secret. |
|
|
*: 'Ere
goes... Well, you know the red'ead 'oo runs the inn? When she was younger,
she looked exactly like Roxy the dancer! |
|
|
*: An' you know
wot's weirder? Their 'andwritin's exactly the same too! Nuts, innit? |
|
|
*: I keep
meanin' to get 'er to write a letter pretendin' to be Roxy. Reckon I could
cause some 'avoc wiv that! Heh! |
|
Ruby |
...Wossat, love?
Yer after a way to get past the guard? Wot are you two rascals up to, eh? |
|
Ruby |
Well, that's
your business, I s'pose. All I can say is, 'e's a young chap, so 'e's prob'ly
got love on 'is mind most of the time. You know wot men are like, eh? |
|
Ruby |
A year or two
back, I could've turned 'is 'ead meself, you know. I was quite a stunner in
me day. But them days are gone, I'm afraid... |
|
Ruby |
Word is you
two are goin' round askin' all kinds o' questions. Wot's goin' on, eh? |
|
Ruby |
You wot? You
want me to 'elp you forge a love letter from Roxy to that guard? Cor, you
don't ask much, do ya!? |
|
Ruby |
But I reckon
it might be a laugh, you know. I've seen 'ow 'e looks at 'er. Smitten, 'e is! |
|
Ruby |
...Go on, then.
You know I don't like messin' wiv people's 'eads usually. |
|
Ruby |
But it ain't
like 'e don't deserve it. An' besides, anyfink for my darlin' Erik! Let's see
if I've still got the old magic, shall we? |
|
|
Ruby takes out
some writing paper and a pen and composes a red-hot love letter! |
|
Ruby |
There we go!
I've put 'earts over the ‘I’s and little kiss marks, just like wot Roxy does.
Give this to that moon-eyed guard and watch it work its magic! |
|
|
<pc> receives
the forged love letter! |
|
Ruby |
I know I ain't
one to talk, but you keep yerselves out o' trouble, alright? I'd 'ate to see
you thrown in jail. |
|
Ruby |
Go on—go an'
give that love letter to the guard. 'E'll never guess in a million years I wrote
it! Heh heh! |
|
Ruby |
So, did me
little love letter do the trick? I'll bet it got his heart poundin' ten to
the dozen! Ahh, you blokes ain't 'alf gullible! |
|
|
A sudden gust
of wind blows the love letter away! |
|
|
*: I don't know
what you're skulking about for—there's no way I'm letting the likes of you
through here! |
|
|
*: Wot d'you
want? Can't you tell I'm busy? |
|
|
*: ...You wot?
Yer tryin' to come up wiv a way to get past the guard, and yer finkin' o'
usin'...a dog!? |
|
|
*: Are you
bleedin' mad!? If 'e gets wind o' you tryin' any funny business, you'll be
straight in the dungeons! |
|
|
*: Wot you
need is a foolproof plan. ...An' I just so 'appen to 'ave one! |
|
|
*: I do a little
bit o' tunnel-buildin' on the side, see. An' it just so 'appens that me
latest creation is just about finished. |
|
|
*: But I've
only gone an' broken the flintstone I've been usin' to dig wiv. I was so
close, an' all! |
|
|
*: If you
could sort me out wiv a new one, well... |
|
|
*: I might
find it in me 'eart to let you be the lucky devil who gets to...test me
little passage through the wall, if you know wot I mean. Heh heh. Well? You
up for it?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Heh heh! Come
on, don't be like that! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, mate! |
|
|
*: So come on,
wot d'you reckon? You gonna take me up on me little offer or
not?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Heh heh! That's
the spirit! I knew you'd see sense! After all, you'd be a fool to pass up a
chance like this! |
|
|
*: I reckon if
you search round town, you'll turn up a bit o' flintstone in the end. Smash a
few pots, see what you can find, innit. |
|
|
*: First bloke
through the wall! Talk about an honour! And that, my friend, could be you! |
|
|
*: I reckon if
you search round town, you'll turn up a bit o' flintstone in the end. Smash a
few pots, see what you can find, innit. |
|
|
*: Oh ho! Wot've
we got 'ere then? Looks like a nice piece o' flintstone to me! So, are you
gonna give it 'ere, or wot?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Eh!? ‘No’!?
Are you kiddin' me!? Don't mess me about, alright? |
|
|
*: Much
obliged! Now I can finally finish me tunnel! Gimme just a second 'ere... |
|
|
*: Right, one
last push! Hup! Not far now... Hup! That's it, go on, my son... Hup! I can
see light! One more biggun... HUP!!! |
|
|
*: I did it!
Me masterpiece is finished at last! |
|
|
*: It's
beautiful! Just beautiful! An' I couldn't've done it wivout ya! You little
beauty! Heh heh! |
|
|
*: Right,
don't let no one say I ain't a man o' me word—go on, through you go. First
dibs is all yours. |
|
|
*: Heh heh!
Tunnels, eh? Nuffink else quite gives you that magical feelin' o' goin' from
one place to anuvver wivout 'avin' to go round. Well, use it as much as you
like! |
|
|
It seems to be
a tunnel linking this part of Heliodor to an alley in the upper part of town.
Go through it?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Not so
fast, you! There's no way you're coming through here! |
|
|
*: Roxy's
worth 'er weight in gold, she really is. She's the most famous dancer in the
city, so everyone's 'eard of 'er, rich and poor. Which means she always packs
the place out! |
|
|
*: When she
first told me she wanted to work 'ere, my jaw nearly 'it the floor! You don't
find talent like that every day, I'm tellin' ya. |
|
|
*: N-Nooo! Not
a dog! Anything but that! Eeek! |
|
|
*: I can't be standing
here on sentry duty at a time like this! No, when love calls, one must
answer! |
|
|
*: Zzz... Mmm,
Roxy... My darling Roxy...! We'll be together...mmm...forever... Zzz... |
|
|
*: All's well
in Heliodor! |
|
|
*: Not so fast,
you! There's no way you're coming through here! |
|
|
*: ...Of
course, there is one way to get me to change my mind. I'm talking about cold
hard cash, and lots of it—2000 gold coins, to be precise. So, what do you
say?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Well, in that
case there's nothing doing. May I suggest you make yourself scarce? Sharpish! |
|
|
*: Pah! Do you
think I can't count or something? Come back when you've got enough! |
|
|
*: Zzz...
(sniff) Zzz... |
|
|
*: 'Ello, 'andsome!
You're new! Let me guess—come from somewhere out in the sticks to see yours
truly strut 'er stuff, 'ave ya? Tee hee! Thought so! Well, enjoy! |
|
|
*: I ain't
short on fans, ya know. Even the little nippers love me! There's this one in
particular, but 'e ain't around at the mo. Prob'ly off playin'
'ide-and-seek... |
|
|
*: 'E's quite
a character, that one. Got all these...'idey-'oles all around town, 'e 'as.
Sits in 'em an' earwigs on all the latest gossip, the cheeky little toerag. |
|
|
*: What is it,
love? Did you wanna ask me somefink?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Hee hee!
Just 'ere to watch me strut me stuff then, eh? Well, tonight I'm gonna give
it me all, so enjoy! |
|
|
*: ...Eh? You
want me to distract the guard wiv me good looks an' winnin' personality?
Sorry love, can't 'elp you there, I'm afraid. |
|
|
*: When yer a
stunner like me, you soon learn not to mess wiv blokes' feelings. Never ends
well, believe me. |
|
|
*: An'
besides, if I start doin' special favours for you, all the fans'll be askin'.
Not worth the 'assle, love. Sorry. |
|
|
*: This place
is legend'ry! It's filthy, it's got no roof and the food's bleedin' awful.
But the drinks're cheap, and the dancers...heh, they're out o' this world! |
|
|
*: I'll bet
yer 'ere for an eyeful o' Roxy an' all, ain'tcha?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Well, your
loss, mate. Trust me, she's the bee's knees—an' then some! |
|
|
*: Well, yer out
o' luck I'm afraid. Ol' Roxy don't get 'ere till the sun goes down. |
|
|
*: Not that
she's been back for a while. I've been waitin' for 'er for days now... Aww, I
can't wait to see 'er again! Come on, Rox...! |
|
|
*: Roxy darlin',
you rock my world! |
|
|
*: Nobody does
it better than Roxy! No, I'll never get tired o' watchin' 'er do 'er stuff,
not in a million years, mate! |
|
|
*: Welcome to
downtown 'Eliodor, the grimy little secret the posh folks over the wall don't
want you to know about! Heh! |
|
|
*: You ain't
from round 'ere, eh? Well, if you ain't got a reason to stick around, I
wouldn't bovver. |
|
|
*: ...Wossat? Yer
lookin' to get over the other side of the wall? |
|
|
*: Now you
mention it, I did 'ear a rumour about some bloke diggin' a tunnel. Dunno 'oo,
though. Or where... |
|
|
*: 'Ello,
love. 'Ave you seen all the nippers playin' 'ide-and-seek round town? It's
all the rage wiv the littluns these days. Word is, young Cammo's the
sneakiest of the lot. |
|
|
*: An' the
ears on the boy! There ain't a bit o' gossip 'e don't catch. Told me the
other day he'd got somefink juicy on the guard down at the gate there. |
|
|
*: ...You wot?
You want a word wiv 'im, you say? Well, last I saw, 'e was up in the walkways
somewhere. |
|
|
*: Hanging out
here jamming is all well and good, but I can't help feeling I'd like to play
in front of some slightly bigger crowds... |
|
|
*: But that
would mean hitting the nice part of town, and I don't have the money or
contacts to get past the checkpoint. If only there was a way of sneaking
through... |
|
|
*: Cor, I
dunno wot I'd do wivout Roxy! |
|
|
*: All me problems,
all me worries, they just disappear when she starts dancin'. Ahh, she's the
best! |
|
|
It seems to be
a tunnel linking this part of Heliodor to the slums. Go through
it?<yesno> |
|
Erik |
Wait! The
guards'll spot us! It's too risky! |
|
Erik |
If we need to
leave, we'll have to do it from downtown. |
|
Erik |
Hold up,
<pc>. The guards aren't going to let us past, so we'll need to find
another way to get to Derk's shop. |
|
Erik |
Hey! If the guards
spot us now, this will all have been for nothing. We need to get to Derk's
shop! |
|
|
‘Wanted: The
Darkspawn This dangerous
fugitive is believed to be at large in Heliodor. If you see
him, alert the authorities immediately.’ |
|
|
*: With
Heliodor's crack troops on the case, those fugitives don't stand a chance! |
|
|
*: Hm? You
know, I have the strangest feeling I've seen your face somewhere before... |
|
|
*: I can't
sleep at night thinking about those terrifying fugitives who've escaped from
the castle. I hope they catch them soon! |
|
|
*: I heard
that those criminals who escaped were being kept in the deepest dungeon in
the castle before they broke out. |
|
|
*: If they
were locked up down there, it must mean they were the worst of the worst.
Brrr! I just hope I don't run into them! |
|
|
*: Have you
heard about the Darkspawn? Apparently, they had him locked up in the
dungeons, but he managed to escape. |
|
|
*: I don't know
much about him, but he's supposed to have this grudge against the world which
makes him want to destroy everything. Sounds like a pretty sinister character
to me... |
|
|
*: I'm sure
I've seen your ugly mug somewhere before... |
|
|
*: I just wish
I could remember where it was... |
|
|
*: Well, never
mind. I can't let myself be distracted—I need to stay focused on finding the
Darkspawn. |
|
|
*: If they're
sending all these soldiers to catch two fugitives, they must be some seriously
scary individuals. |
|
|
*: What is all
this kerfuffle? Whatever in the world is going on? |
|
|
*: I'm not
sure what's going on, but all I know is that with Sir Hendrik on our side,
we'll be safe. |
|
|
*: Apparently,
one of the fugitives is a nasty little thief by the name of Erik. The last I
heard, he broke into the royal treasure rooms in search of loot. |
|
|
*: If he'd
known what was good for him, he'd have stayed in his cell and had a good
think about what he'd done. But oh no! He had to go and break out, the
rotter! |
|
|
*: Those
fugitives might think they're clever, but our men are going to catch up with
them! Justice will be done, you mark my words! |
|
|
*: The best thing
to do is show them the old Heliodorian spirit. Keep calm and carry on, that's
what I say! |
|
|
*: Everyone's
making a fuss about these fugitives, but I'm just going to have a nice,
refreshing drink and leave it all to the brave guards of Heliodor! |
|
|
*: It was
quite a sight to see Sir Jasper ride by with his troops! He's just so... So
dashing! |
|
|
*: I just
can't wait for him to catch those awful outlaws and return. Rest assured,
I'll be here to cheer him on! |
|
|
*: Apparently,
the two criminals who broke out of the dungeon are stone-cold killers without
an emotion between them. I just pray I can stay out of their way... |
|
|
*: I'm too
young to die... |
|
|
*: Ah-phew!
Ah-phew! |
|
|
*: Every soldier
in town is running around saying some character called the Darkspawn is on
the loose. I can't make head nor tail of it. |
|
|
*: All I know
is they've got me too het up to enjoy my food! Honestly, what is the world
coming to? |
|
|
*: I heard that
the fugitives were trying to find a way to sneak out of town. |
|
|
*: If I were
you, I wouldn't go wandering around—you never know who you might bump into. |
|
|
*: A colleague
of mine told me that the fugitives were cornered while they were escaping,
and ended up jumping off a cliff. |
|
|
*: They must
have survived though, otherwise they wouldn't have us out looking for them. I
hope we find them soon... |
|
|
*: Wherever
you're going, whatever you're doing, don't even think about setting off
without perusing my fine wares! |
|
|
*: ...What's
that? Is this Derk's shop? Well, I'm very flattered, but I'm afraid not. No,
his is in a much more exclusive location up by the castle. |
|
|
*: ...What's
that? Is this Derk's shop? Well, I'm very flattered, but I'm afraid not. No,
his is in a much more exclusive location up by the castle. |
|
|
*: You've got
the Darkspawn on the loose and more and more monsters roaming round the
place. Something's seriously wrong with the world... |
|
|
*:
‘Darkspawn’... ‘Darkspawn’... Brrr! Just saying the word is enough to send
shivers down my spine! |
|
|
*: They're
saying that the Darkspawn is destined to revive some kind of evil spirit. Well,
all I know is that I don't want to run into him in a dark alley! |
|
|
*: ...Hm?
What's that? What kind of evil spirit? I haven't got the foggiest, I'm
afraid. I'm just repeating something a soldier told me. |
|
|
*: Allow me to
give you some free financial advice: if you've managed to save some money,
you're best off putting it in the bank. No ne'er-do-wells will be able to
nobble it there. |
|
|
*: ...What's
that? You're looking for a shop run by someone called Derk? Hmm... I've got a
feeling there's someone by that name who lives in a big mansion by the
castle. |
|
|
*: If you're
heading up to that part of town, take my advice and use the rope up on the
roof of this house. You'll be there much quicker. |
|
|
*: Just one word
of advice: you'll need to be able to jump to get up there. You can do that by
pressing , in case you didn't know. |
|
|
*: This
soldier just told me this was no place for kids, and that I should get home
before the Darkspawn catches me. Whatever... |
|
|
*: Hey, I
heard some grown-ups talking. They said the Darkspawn has a grudge against
everyone in the whole world! |
|
|
*: But why?
What did we ever do to him? |
|
|
*: From what I
hear, this Darkspawn fellow can't be a human being. He's clearly some kind of
monster! |
|
|
*: The other
fugitive is some thief by the name of Erik. He's definitely human as far as I
know—so what does he think he's doing associating with that...thing!? |
|
|
*: This
Darkspawn bloke is bad news. They say 'e's gonna trigger a calamity that'll
end life as we know it. Don't sound too good, does it? |
|
|
*: Mind you,
'owever bad 'e is, 'e can't be as frightenin' as my muvver-in-law! |
|
|
*: The guards
really slipped up, it seems. The last person you want escaping from the
dungeons is someone hell-bent on reviving a terrifying evil spirit. |
|
|
*: I've never
seen Heliodor in such a state of panic and confusion. I really, really hope
this will all blow over soon. |
|
Erik |
I wouldn't go
near the castle unless you want to be slung in the cells again... |
|
|
*: Why, hello.
Charmed, I'm sure. You must be Erik. One is lucky enough to be married to the
magnificent Derk. He has told us such an awful lot about you! |
|
|
*: One
understands that you are quite the most light-fingered gentleman in all the
realm. Fascinating... It's an honour to meet such a...rogue. |
|
|
*: So
apparently, someone told the authorities they'd spotted someone who looked
just like the Darkspawn. That's why everyone's on high alert. |
|
|
*: I just saw
a whole troop of soldiers racing toward the gates. I daresay they must have
spotted these escaped prisoners everyone's been talking about. |
|
|
*: If you're
ever heading to the nicer part of town, take my advice and use the rope up on
the roof of this house. You'll be there in no time. |
|
Derk |
A little bird
tells me that 'Endrik an' 'is men took that orb to the Kingsbarrow, an' it's
been under lock an' key there ever since. |
|
Derk |
Don't envy the
poor mugs that little journey. You 'ave to go round by the Manglegrove to get
there—an' that place is every bit as nasty as it sounds... |
|
|
*: Heh heh!
Couldn't've come at a better time, mate! |
|
|
*: I do a
little bit o' tunnel-buildin' on the side, see. An' it just so 'appens that
me latest creation is just about finished. |
|
|
*: But I've only
gone an' broken the flintstone I've been usin' to dig wiv. I was so close,
an' all! |
|
|
*: If you
could sort me out wiv a new one, well... |
|
|
*: I might
find it in me 'eart to let you be the lucky devil who gets to...test me
little passage through the wall, if you know wot I mean. Heh heh. Well? You
up for it?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Heh heh!
Come on, don't be like that! This is a once in a lifetime opportunity, mate! |
|
|
*: So come on,
wot d'you reckon? You gonna take me up on me little offer or
not?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Heh heh!
That's the spirit! I knew you'd see sense! After all, you'd be a fool to pass
up a chance like this! |
|
|
*: I reckon if
you search round town, you'll turn up a bit o' flintstone in the end. Smash a
few pots, see what you can find, innit. |
|
|
*: First bloke
through the wall! Talk about an honour! And that, my friend, could be you! |
|
|
*: I reckon if
you search round town, you'll turn up a bit o' flintstone in the end. Smash a
few pots, see what you can find, innit. |
|
|
*: Oh ho!
Wot've we got 'ere then? Looks like a nice piece o' flintstone to me! So, are
you gonna give it 'ere, or wot?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Eh!? ‘No’!?
Are you kiddin' me!? Don't mess me about, alright? |
|
|
*: Much
obliged! Now I can finally finish me tunnel! Gimme just a second 'ere... |
|
|
*: Right, one
last push! Hup! Not far now... Hup! That's it, go on, my son... Hup! I can see
light! One more biggun... HUP!!! |
|
|
*: I did it!
Me masterpiece is finished at last! |
|
|
*: It's
beautiful! Just beautiful! An' I couldn't've done it wivout ya! You little
beauty! Heh heh! |
|
|
*: Right, don't
let no one say I ain't a man o' me word—go on, through you go. First dibs is
all yours. |
|
|
*: Heh heh!
Tunnels, eh? Nuffink else quite gives you that magical feelin' o' goin' from one
place to anuvver wivout 'avin' to go round. Well, use it as much as you like! |
|
|
*: Come on,
mister! You ain't busy or nuffink! Come an' play 'ide-and-seek wiv us! |
|
|
*: I wanted to
keep playin', but that old night watchman told me to clear off and go 'ome!
'E's stupid! An' really old! |
|
|
*: Welcome to
downtown 'Eliodor, the grimy little secret the posh folks over the wall don't
want you to know about! Heh! |
|
|
*: You ain't from
round 'ere, eh? Well, if you ain't got a reason to stick around, I wouldn't
bovver. |
|
|
*: ...You wot?
Yer plannin' on goin' to the Manglegrove? Well, I'd strongly recommend you
don't, but if you insist, it's due south of 'ere. |
|
|
*: Come off it,
will you? If you want to play, play with kids your own age! |
|
|
*: Why would I
want to play hide-and-seek? I'm a grown man! Now get out of my hair, will
you? |
|
|
*: I know it
sounds a bit weird, but I gave my house to a bunch of local brats to look
after. Well, I didn't need it any more. |
|
|
*: A house is
somewhere to live with a family. It's not a place to rattle round in on your
own. The way things turned out, I realised I was better off getting rid of
it. |
|
|
*: 'Ello, love.
'Ave you seen all the nippers playin' 'ide-and-seek round town? It's all the
rage wiv the littluns these days. Word is, young Cammo's the sneakiest of the
lot. |
|
|
*: An' the
ears on the boy! There ain't a bit o' gossip 'e don't catch. Told me the
other day he'd got somefink juicy on the guard down at the gate there. |
|
|
*: Heh! You'll
never guess what! We only own this 'ouse! |
|
|
*: Yeah! That
bloke over there went an' gave it to us! Pretty generous, eh? |
|
|
*: I'm gonna find
you, Cammo! I'm gonna find you if it's the last fing I do! Come out, come
out, wherever you aaare! |
|
|
*: It's 'ard
livin' wivout grown-ups to look after us, but it 'appens a lot round 'ere. |
|
|
*: Well, at least
we got our mates an' a roof over our 'eads. Could be worse, eh? |
|
|
*: I couldn't
find Cammo anywhere, but never mind that—I found a well juicy mushroom down
the dump! I'm gonna eat it for me tea! |
|
|
*: Zzz... Mummm...
Dad... Found you... Zzz... Where were you...'idin'...? |
|
|
*: It's your
lucky day! I'm a travelling salesman, and to celebrate us running into each
other like this, I'm going to offer you some special discounts! Have a
look... |
|
|
*: Oh, it's
you! Thanks again. If it wasn't for you, I'd never have made it over here.
Now... |
|
Erik |
Here, let me
give you some of the ingredients you need for those recipes I gave you. Maybe
you could try forging yourself a weapon or something... |
|
Erik |
So you
finished your first-ever forging session, huh? Nice. Did everything go
according to plan?<yesno> |
|
Erik |
Not so good,
huh? Well, don't worry too much—it takes a while to get used to. Just keep
trying, and you'll get there in the end! |
|
Erik |
Nice work! You
must be a natural! Don't rest on your laurels just yet, though—this is a
deep, deep art we're talking about here. |
|
Erik |
Oh, by the
way, you can bust out the Fun-Size Forge any time you want—you just have to
head to a campsite or dig it out of your bag. |
|
Erik |
Alright, I
think it's time to call it a day. We've been through a lot. Better grab some
rest while we can... |
|
Erik |
Up and at 'em,
champ! The sun's high in the sky already—time for us to head to Cobblestone. |
|
|
*: (sniff
sniff) |
|
Erik |
Is it just me,
or do you get the feeling there's something funny going on up ahead? Let's
follow that path by the cabin. |
|
Erik |
Gah! Somebody
smashed up the bridge! How are we meant to get across now? |
|
Erik |
I guess we're just
gonna have to find another way. Let's take a look around... |
|
|
The mark on
<pc>'s hand is glowing. It seems to be responding to the curiously
shaped plant. Hold your hand out to it?<yesno> |
|
|
*: So, you have
returned to the haven of the church. You are always welcome here, my child. |
|
|
*: But please
do be careful out there—the fugitives remain at large, it seems. Now, let me
offer you what succour I can... |
|
Flint |
Remember that
if you're ever at a loss as to where to go next, it's a good idea to seek out
one of the World Tree's roots. |
|
Flint |
Chances are,
you'll get some hints on what you need to do. |
|
Flint |
After all,
you're one of the special ones—chosen by Yggdrasil. And by golly, that hair...
Life just isn't fair... |
|
Erik |
Hey, we need
to watch our step. We're wanted men, remember? |
|
Erik |
It's probably
a good idea to avoid Heliodor Castle until the heat dies down a little... |
|
Erik |
Hold up,
<pc>—the castle will be crawling with guards searching for us. |
|
Erik |
I don't know
about you, but I'm in no hurry to get thrown back in the dungeon. We need to
give this place a wide berth. |
|
|
*: A pair of dangerous
criminals have escaped from the castle dungeons, so we're combing the town
for them. |
|
|
*: You look
like you're from out of town, so I'll give you some advice—walking round with
your faces covered like that is only going to make people suspicious. |
|
|
*: So you're a
visitor to Heliodor, are you? Well, I've got to say, your timing's not great. |
|
|
*: We've got
dangerous fugitives hiding somewhere in the city. You'd be well advised to
come back some other time. |
|
|
*: You mark my
words—Sir Hendrik always gets his man! They don't call him the Hero of
Heliodor for nothing—he's basically an all-round legend! |
|
|
*: It's only a
matter of time before he tracks down those fugitives! |
|
|
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. |
|
|
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. But something's been hurriedly scrawled in the dust next
to it... |
|
|
‘To the
altar... Hurry... The Orb...’ |
|
|
The writing
trails off after that. The poor soldier must have run out of strength... |
|
|
*: Ahoy there!
We don't get too many visitors round these parts. You've come to see the
Kingsbarrow, I'll wager?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Hoohoo!
Pull the other one, sonny! 'Course you're here to see it! Why else would you
drag your hide all the way out here? |
|
|
*: Well, you'll
find it off to the west there—can't miss it! |
|
|
*: Aye, I
thought as much. No point dragging your hide all the way out here otherwise. |
|
|
The doors
won't budge an inch. |
|
|
The doors
won't budge an inch, and the Keystone seems to have no effect. |
|
|
A mysterious
glowing barrier blocks the way. |
|
|
It looks like
a child has scrawled something on the sign... |
|
|
‘By orders uv
the King! <pc> is a verry gud boy an if you see him youve got to giv
him lots uv sweeties!’ |
|
|
*: It's rare
to see travellers here in Cobblestone! I hope you enjoy your stay...though we
don't have an inn or anything, I'm afraid... |
|
|
*: But what we
do have is Amber—she's always very hospitable, and I'm sure she'll be happy
to put you up if you ask nicely. She lives over on the east side of the
village. |
|
|
*: This is the
fastest filly in the village! But she won't be doing much running for a
while—she's about to become a mother! |
|
|
*: I'll bet
her foal will be even quicker on its feet than she is! |
|
|
*: Ooh, just
look at you! You must have been on quite the journey—your clothes are filthy!
I've a good mind to make you strip off and give them a scrub! |
|
|
*: Mmm! Get a
sniff o' that! There's a lovely smell o' stew waftin' from Amber's window.
Ahh, I'd kill for a bowlful! |
|
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*: Reckon if I
ask nicely, she might 'ave a little goin' spare. It's worth a try, innit?
There's nuffink like a little 'ome-cooked dinner every now an' then! |
|
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*: Welcome to
Cobblestone! Not a lot goes on here, but I hope you enjoy your visit! |
|
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*: ...What's
that? You were born here? Har har! Yeah, sure you were! And I'm the King of
Heliodor! Har har har! |
|
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*: The big
tree in the middle of town is truly a wonder. Come drought or disaster, it
just keeps on growing. |
|
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*: Why, I walked
past it this morning and the leaves all seemed to be rustling, even though
there wasn't a breath of wind! It almost felt like it was trying to tell me
something... |
|
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*: Make sure
you watch out for young <pc>. He's always up to some mischief or other! |
|
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*: Apparently,
he played a trick on the poor old woman in the shop and now she's on the
warpath! |
|
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*: Ahh, they
grow up so fast! I just saw young Gemma running past with Sandy. To think—it
seems like only yesterday that she was a babe in arms! |
|
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*: Sorry, my
dad told me not to talk to strangers. |
|
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*: ...Oh no! I
talked to a stranger! My dad's going to be so mad! This is all your fault!
Why did you have to go and speak to me!? |
|
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*: Stop
talking to me! ...Ach! I did it again! I spoke to a stranger! |
|
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*: Hmph! We
were supposed to be playing hide-and-seek, but it looks like Gemma's found
something better to do. |
|
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*: I'll bet
she's off somewhere with <pc>. Why does she always want to play with
just him? |
|
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*: Hmm...
<pc> is a good boy, and we should give him lots of sweeties, eh? And
it's an order from the King, no less... |
|
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*: That
<pc> is an absolute menace! Just look at this sign! It's ruined! |
|
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*: (munch
gulp) |
|
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*: That cheeky
so-and-so! You'll never believe his latest trick—he hid a frog in a jug of
water, and when I took the lid off, it jumped out at me! I almost died of
shock! |
|
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*: And that's not
all! I went and dropped the jug, and now the floor's soaking wet! When I
catch that <pc>, I'll have his guts for garters! |
|
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*: ...Eh?
What's that? You're <pc>, you say? Oh, don't be so silly! There's no
use you covering for him, you know! |
|
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*: ...Eh?
What's that? You're <pc>? Would you cut that nonsense out? You must
think I was born yesterday! |
|
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*: Mmm! My old
mum must be the greatest cook in Cobblestone! What do you say? Fancy trying a
little bit of her delicious food?<yesno> |
|
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*: ...Oops!
What am I saying!? There isn't any left to offer you—I've gone and scoffed it
all! Wah hah hah! |
|
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*: I wish that
useless son of mine would stop sitting round stuffing his face and go and find
himself a wife! I want some grandkids before I cark it! Is that too much to
ask? |
|
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*: Eek! What
are you doing standing there!? |
|
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*: Don't you
know it's bad manners to interrupt a lady at prayer? Honestly, some people! |
|
Dunstan |
Well now, we
don't get many visitors here. You're very welcome, of course. The name's
Dunstan, and it's my very great honour to be mayor of this here village of
Cobblestone. |
|
Dunstan |
...What's that
you say? You knew that already? Interesting... Have I bumped into you
somewhere before? I'm not normally the forgetful type, but I can't for the
life of me think where we might have met. |
|
Dunstan |
Hmm... So
we've met somewhere before, have we? I'm not normally the forgetful type, but
I can't for the life of me think where... |
|
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*: Oh, my poor
Gemma. She puts a brave face on it, but I know how sad it makes her that her
old mum's too frail to leave the house. Ahh, I've put her through so much... |
|
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*: Still, at
least she has <pc>, eh? Playing with him always puts the smile back on
her face. What would we do without him, eh? |
|
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*: Dearie me!
I am sorry! I shouldn't be burdening you with all my worries! You're just
visiting, after all! |
|
|
*: I wouldn't
normally be so forthcoming, but there's something strangely familiar about
you. I wonder what it could be... |
|
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*: Where can
he be? He told me he had something important to tell me, and now he's nowhere
to be seen... |
|
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*: Please,
Father! Pray for me! I have to do this! I have to strike while the iron's
hot! She's not going to wait forever! I have to pop the question! |
|
|
*: Have faith,
my child. The Spirit of the Land is watching over you. Gather your courage
and do what you have to do. You are meant to be together. |
|
|
*: Oh, hello
there! I'm a little bit busy at the moment. And by the looks of things, I
will be for a little while yet... |
|
|
*: Come now,
my child. Gather your courage and do what you must do! Have faith in the
power that watches over you! |
|
|
*: You're
travelling alone, are you? Ahh, that's the best way to see the world! You
never know what you're going to discover, or what new friends you're going to
meet! |
|
|
*: I mean, I
never expected to find love on the open road, but then I went and met my
wife-to-be, and the rest is history! Ho ho! |
|
|
*: Just
visiting Cobblestone, are you? You know, it's strange—I could swear I've met
you somewhere before... |
|
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*: (snort)
Neeeigh! |
|
|
A curious power
emanates from the root wrapped around the tree... |
|
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*: I could
have sworn that was Amber I heard screaming. I hope nothing untoward's going
on... |
|
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*: Are you
alright? You look a little pale. |
|
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*: I just 'eard
a blood-curdlin' shriek! I 'ope nuffink funny's goin' on... |
|
|
*: S-Something
terrible's happening! I just heard a woman screaming! Someone has to help
her, whoever she is! |
|
Amber |
You again!
Look, I warned you! I want you out of my house this instant! Don't make me
tell you again! |
|
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*: (sniff)
M-My headscarf! I'll never get it back... (sob) |
|
|
The girl's
headscarf is stuck in the tree. Retrieve it for her?<yesno> |
|
|
*: (sniff) M-My
headscarf! I'll never get it back... (sob) |
|
|
The girl's
headscarf is stuck in the tree. Retrieve it for her?<yesno> |
|
Sandy |
Woof woof!
Woof woof woof! |
|
|
*: (sniff)
M-My headscarf! I'll never get it back... (sob) |
|
Gemma |
That's
<pc> there! |
|
|
*: What are
you up to? Playing tag, are you? Oh, to be young again! |
|
|
A curious
power emanates from the root wrapped around the tree... |
|
Sandy |
Woof! Woof
woof! |
|
|
*: I wanted to
show off in front o' me girl, but it didn't 'alf backfire! I thought it'd be
easy enough—just beat ol' Chalky in a fishin' contest and watch 'er swoon. |
|
|
*: Turns out
the sly old devil knows wot 'e's doin'. 'E just kept reelin' 'em in, non-stop!
Made me look like a proper numpty, I tell ya! |
|
|
*: Keep
following this path and you'll reach Cobblestone Tor. It's where the Spirit
of the Land lives, or so they say. |
|
|
*: It's very
special to us, but I expect to an outsider it probably just looks like a big
old lump of rock, doesn't it? |
|
|
*: Neigh!
Neeeigh! |
|
|
The curious
energy that once emanated from the root can no longer be felt. |
|
|
<pc>'s
old bed still looks comfortable enough. Lie down for a rest?<yesno> |
|
|
The bed has
seen better days, but it's probably still possible to sleep in it. Lie down
for a rest?<yesno> |
|
|
*: I am a
travelling priest. I heard a terrible rumour that this village was to be
razed to the ground, and rushed from Heliodor to try to reason with the
troops. Alas, it seems I was too late... |
|
|
*: King
Carnelian ordered that the entire place be destroyed for its role in raising
the accursed Darkspawn. |
|
|
*: But did the
people of Cobblestone really deserve this? Seeing such terrible devastation,
one wonders who the real sinners are... |
|
|
*: At least
the troops did not destroy the church. That is something. And inside, you
will find a bed where a traveller may yet rest his weary bones. |
|
|
*: Now, though
things may look bleak, one may still find comfort in the age-old rituals... |
|
|
*:
Fortunately, the Heliodorian forces did not destroy the church. That is something
at least. And inside, you will find a bed where a traveller may yet rest his
weary bones. |
|
|
*: Now, though
things may look bleak, one may still find comfort in the age-old rituals... |
|
Erik |
Hey, we need
to watch our step. We're wanted men, remember? |
|
Erik |
It's probably
a good idea to avoid Heliodor Castle until the heat dies down a little... |
|
Erik |
Hold up,
<pc>—the castle will be crawling with guards searching for us. |
|
Erik |
I don't know about
you, but I'm in no hurry to get thrown back in the dungeon. We need to give
this place a wide berth. |
|
Erik |
Hey, we need
to watch our step. We're wanted men, remember? |
|
Erik |
It's probably a
good idea to avoid Heliodor Castle until the heat dies down a little... |
|
Erik |
Hold up,
<pc>—the castle will be crawling with guards searching for us. |
|
Erik |
I don't know
about you, but I'm in no hurry to get thrown back in the dungeon. We need to
give this place a wide berth. |
|
|
The curious
energy that once emanated from the root can no longer be felt. |
|
|
<pc>'s
old bed still looks comfortable enough. Lie down for a rest?<yesno> |
|
|
The bed has
seen better days, but it's probably still possible to sleep in it. Lie down
for a rest?<yesno> |
|
|
This looks
like the rock Chalky described. |
|
|
It's cool and
strangely soothing to the touch. |
|
Erik |
Listen, before
we hit the Door of Departure, there's that thing I need to do. |
|
Erik |
I'm not going
anywhere without the Orb. We need to get to the Kingsbarrow. |
|
Erik |
Hey, we need
to watch our step! We're wanted men, remember? |
|
Erik |
It's probably
a good idea to avoid Heliodor Castle until the heat dies down a little... |
|
Erik |
Hold up,
<pc>—the castle will be crawling with guards searching for us. |
|
Erik |
I don't know
about you, but I'm in no hurry to get thrown back in the dungeon. We need to
give this place a wide berth. |
|
|
*: A whole
troop of soldiers rode by just a short while ago. The sooner they apprehend
those fugitives, the better. Now... |
|
|
The curious
energy that once emanated from the root can no longer be felt. |
|
|
<pc>'s old
bed still looks comfortable enough. Lie down for a rest?<yesno> |
|
|
The bed has
seen better days, but it's probably still possible to sleep in it. Lie down
for a rest?<yesno> |
|
|
*: What's that,
now? You're looking for the Door of Departure, you say? Well, I couldn't be
certain, but there's an old building out east of here with a big set of doors
on it. |
|
|
*: If you've a
mind to go traipsing out to far-flung ruins, you could do worse than go and
take a look. You never know... |
|
|
The doors
won't budge an inch, and the Keystone seems to have no effect. |
|
|
*: Nothing has
disturbed this place in aeons, and yet here you are. I can only imagine what curious
path has led you here...but mine is not to reason why. Perhaps I can be of
assistance... |
|
|
*: I haven't
seen you round here before. Well, whatever you're doing, you're going to need
supplies! And that's where I come in... |
|
|
*: Child gone,
mother's fear. Panic like
ice, then relief— The guard has
found him! |
|
|
*: This place
has known fear. A great red
dragon of fire, Craving human
flesh. |
|
|
*: Foul
Tatsunaga! Beware his
volcano lair: Huji, mount of
fire. |
|
|
*: Beneath
Mount Huji, Like
snowstorms on summer days, Visitors are
rare. |
|
|
*: Your
blue-haired comrade Steams in the
stairtop sauna, A peak in the
mist. |
|
|
*: High
Priestess Miko. Her son, our
finest swordsman, Ryu, strong as
the bear. |
|
|
*: Brave as
the lion. He slew the
mighty dragon, But he too was
slain... |
|
|
*: Our forge
is our pride. It stands
there atop the stairs. Go—glimpse its
wonder! |
|
|
*: I came here
in search of a new supply of weapons, and I have been richly rewarded. The quality
of the steel here is truly second to none. |
|
|
*: Am I right
in thinking that you are visitors here? I strongly recommend that you
purchase some arms before you leave. You will not regret it. |
|
|
*: We stood by
and watched— Meanwhile Miko
and her son Went to fight
the beast. |
|
|
*: The dragon
lay slain, But the price
paid was heavy— The life of
the boy. |
|
|
*: Now our
mistress grieves. And our
efforts to soothe her Fall like rain
on stone. |
|
|
*: You are a
pilgrim? Then come, friend,
join me in prayer! Give thanks
and be well! |
|
|
*: I prayed,
prayed again! Prayed for our
deliverance From the foul
dragon. |
|
|
*: Deliverance
came, But my prayers
must continue, Lest darkness
return. |
|
|
*: Our
mistress is here. Our guide in
life's endless storm. She redeems us
all. |
|
|
*: Our
mistress is here. But now the
hour has grown late, And she takes
her rest. |
|
|
*: Go, friend,
and rest now. Rise as the
birds greet the dawn— Miko will be
here. |
|
|
*: The steel of
Hotto, Celebrated far
and wide, Our forge
never sleeps. |
|
|
*: They come
from the west— Merchants from
the desert lands, In search of
our swords. |
|
|
*: Truly I am
blessed, For who eats
as well as I? Wife? Ha!
No—angel! |
|
|
*: Steel, red as
magma, Hammered
slowly into shape. So a sword is
forged. |
|
|
*: Smith's
blood, sweat and tears Mingle with
metal, arms ache. Such is our
calling. |
|
|
*: We are poor
as mice, But we still
have each other. This is no
small thing. |
|
|
*: The volcano
broods. Hot water
bubbles beneath, Steamy baths
are filled. |
|
|
*: Black pipes
stand sentry, Working
tirelessly for us. Releasing hot
steam. |
|
|
*: I must eat
my greens. Without them,
like old lettuce, I will droop
and wilt. |
|
|
*: Hot water
rises, Eggs descend,
boil and harden. Delicious
meeting! |
|
|
*: Our eggs
make great gifts— Take them with
you when you go! Tasty
mementos! |
|
|
*: Mmm, supper
beckons! A soothing
soup of delight, An egg floats
within! |
|
|
*: A mother's
kindness. Love served up
by the bowlful. A family meal. |
|
|
*: Mysterious
girl. Temper fiery
as lava, Words harsh as
winter. |
|
|
*: Where does
she hail from? What has
brought her to our home, This
red-hatted girl? |
|
|
*: My sister
is strong, Her appetite
knows no bounds. She ate my
dinner... |
|
|
*: Welcome to
our home! You have timed
your visit well, As bears time
their rest. |
|
|
*: The dragon
is gone. Sun rises on
peaceful dawn For all to
enjoy. |
|
|
*: I came here
intending to spread the good word, but I find that I am spending far too much
time relaxing in the sauna. Really, I must keep my mind on the job... |
|
|
*: Alright?
Are you a tourist too? I've brought my girl here for a relaxing spa weekend.
I hope she likes it... |
|
|
*: I've come
here with my boyfriend. It's our first trip away together. I must say, he's
come up trumps with this one—this place is a bit weird, but I like it! |
|
|
*: My name is
Miko. Leader of this
town's people, Maiden of the
shrine. |
|
Miko |
Our home is
humble, A place of hot
springs and steel. Little happens
here. |
|
|
*: Your eyes
seem weary, As if you have
seen trouble. Does something
ail you?<yesno> |
|
|
*: ...Oh. Very
well. |
|
|
*: So all is
not well... But there is a
solution— The sauna
awaits! |
|
|
*: She hides
her grief well, But Miko
mourns her son still. This wound
will not heal. |
|
|
*: Alone in
her room, I hear her
calling Ryu's name— The child she
has lost. |
|
|
*: Our town
was blighted. Tatsunaga the
dragon Held us in his
thrall. |
|
|
*: But Miko
was strong, She would not
let the beast win. She chose to
fight it. |
|
|
*: She went
with her son, But victory
was hard won— Ryu paid with
his life. |
|
|
*: Ryu is our
hero. His life, fleeting
but worthy, Given to save
us. |
|
|
*: You may not
enter— A mother's
grief is private. The fox mourns
her cub... |
|
|
*: Ryu
protected us. His sword held
the dragon back. Now he is no
more... |
|
|
*: Miko lost
her son. Now she must live
with her grief, Bleak as
winter rain. |
|
|
*: Relax in
our bath Then slip into
a futon— Deep sleep
awaits you... |
|
|
*: Can the owl
be wise If his head is
turned about? Come,
please—go around! |
|
|
*: Wah! A
c-c-customer! Ahem... |
|
|
*: Squeak! The
timid mouse, Startled, begs
rat not to come Into his
sanctum! |
|
|
◆行動中:初回と同じ |
|
|
*: I welcome you, friend, As the farmer welcomes rain! Stay, please, browse awhile... |
|
|
*: Does a ship make port By approaching sea from land? No, friend—go around! |
|
|
◆行動中:初回と同じ |
|
|
*: The sweat pours down me As the stream flows to the sea. Relentless labour! |
|
|
*: Mount Huji's black sands, With the crucible's urging, Give their gift of steel. |
|
|
*: Swords, shields and armour— All spring forth from its bounty, Hard as cold moonlight. |
|
|
*: He slinks from the dark, A night creature. Is he a Fugitive, perhaps?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Friend, I speak in jest! You are no prowling presence, But a welcome guest! |
|
|
*: Hotto welcomes you, Town of hot springs and cold steel. Savour its pleasures. |
|
|
*: Hotto welcomes you, Town of hot springs and cold steel. Savour its pleasures. |
|
|
*: But be on your guard— Not all who you meet in life Mean you well, my friend... |
|
|
*: Before you leave us, Buy our fine swords and armour— They are made with love! |
|
|
*: On the tavern stair— Our merchants await you there, Eyes glinting like gold! |
|
|
*: I need hearty meals Like the hungry forge needs fuel! Om nom nom nom nom! |
|
|
*: My love departed, Seeking to forge a great sword. When will he return? (sigh) |
|
|
*: The hammer rises, Like an eagle taking wing, Then it falls once more. |
|
|
*: Work the sword again, Make a thousand folds of steel, Sharp as dragon's teeth! |
|
|
*: Now I learn my trade, Hone my skills and chase my dream— To build my own forge. |
|
|
*: But I need money, Without it, my dream remains Distant as the stars. |
|
|
Reach out and touch the Yggdrasil root?<yesno> |
|
|
Reach out and touch the Yggdrasil root?<yesno> |
|
|
It looks like an unfortunate adventurer has scrawled a
desperate final message on the wall... |
|
|
‘Defeat the sparkling skullrider, and look up to find
its trail. Follow it, and it shall lead you to the surface!’ |
|
|
*: Wooo! Who are you? A pitiful weakling, without a
shadow of a doubt! |
|
|
*: I'm making sure no shady characters get through here
while my boss is away. And that means you! Keh heh! |
|
|
*: Gallopolis lies ahead. But I cannot allow you
through without a pass. |
|
|
*: If you seek a bed for the night, you would be wise
to head north-east, to the village of Hotto. |
|
|
*: Stop! Where do you think you are going? No one
journeys to Gallopolis without a pass! |
|
|
*: If you seek a bed for the night, you would be wise
to head north-east, to the village of Hotto. |
|
|
*: Do not waste my time! You claim you travel alone? You are but a child! |
|
|
*: Your sister is lost? Well, go and tell your parents— I have work to do! |
|
|
*: Don't you talk to me like that! I'm telling the
truth! I'm travelling with my sister, and she's gone missing! |
|
|
*: My dear, it is late. Today's work is at an end— No more steel to forge. |
|
|
*: But the furnace burns Sun-like, through both night and day. So do not touch it! |
|
|
*: Though so loud by day, By night, they are as angels— Quietude itself. |
|
|
*: One day they will grow, And fly free from mother's nest. I will miss them then... |
|
|
*: The valiant Ryu— He who shielded us from harm, Gone like last year's rain... |
|
|
*: I wished to thank him, To make him a mighty sword. This dream too is gone... |
|
|
*: A strange girl appears, Picks a fight with the barman And then she is gone. |
|
|
*: Is she not aware? Little girls should be silent As snowfall on silk! |
|
|
*: Where is she, you ask? She marched toward the town gate— Perhaps she is there? |
|
|
*: Hear the dragon's roar! Tremble as I leave my lair To devour you all! |
|
|
*: Ah-phew! Ah-phew! |
|
|
*: You stupid dragon! You are no match for my strength! I, Ryu, shall slay you! |
|
|
*: Zzz... Zzz... |
|
|
*: You seek our steam baths? Then you must ascend these stairs, To the misty peak... |
|
|
*: Bah! Our little date was going so well, and then he
had to turn up! |
|
|
*: Who does he think he is anyway, with his stupid blue
hair? |
|
|
*: Ooh, my heart's all aflutter! He was a proper
looker, that one—and I love the whole blue hair thing! |
|
|
*: Suddenly my boyfriend doesn't look so special... |
|
|
*: The rumours were true— A restless spirit haunts us! My veins turn to ice... |
|
|
*: Pray heed my advice— A fearsome wraith is abroad, Do not tarry here! |
|
|
*: Hmph! The young these days! Children are not welcome here! Is nothing sacred? |
|
|
*: We will not serve you. Go and sweat in the sauna, Leave us here in peace! |
|
Bartender |
You are impatient, Restless as the birds at dawn. Come back when night falls. |
|
Bartender |
A traveller comes, Roaming, as I too once did, All those years ago. |
|
Bartender |
Savour each new sight! Drink it in while you still can! Blink, and it is gone... |
|
|
*: She came here alone, Fearless as a lion cub, A girl on a quest. |
|
|
*: She sought her sister, One vanished like snow in spring. I pray she finds her. |
|
|
*: A drop of mirin, Add soy, bonito, miso... Ahh, delicious soup! |
|
|
*: (gasp) An unwelcome guest, Like a cuckoo in the nest! Do not spoil the broth! |
|
|
*: Did hunger guide you? The aroma of dinner, Floating on the breeze? |
|
|
*: Exotic flavours. A traveller finds himself A long way from home. |
|
|
*: Grasp one of our swords, Forged from flame and solid steel, Feel its sheer power... |
|
|
*: Often would he come, Ryu, the mighty warrior, My swords to assay. |
|
|
*: But he has fallen. His battles all at an end, His sword gathers rust... |
|
|
◆行動中:初回と同じ |
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*: Don sturdy armour— Stout shields and rugged bracers. Let battle begin... |
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*: A family firm, My brother sells the weapons, And I sell the shields. |
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*: Peruse our fine wares, Arm yourself before you go— And thank me later... |
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◆行動中:初回と同じ |
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*: So we meet again! Your friend is in the sauna, Savouring the steam. |
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*: Does it sound tempting? Will you don some lighter clothes And join your comrade?<yesno> |
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*: That is no problem— The sauna is always here Should you change your mind. |
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*: A wise decision! Let your soul be purified Like fresh spring water. |
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<pc> changes into more appropriate attire. |
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*: Now you are ready. The entranceway lies ahead— Sweaty bliss awaits! |
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*: Now you are ready. The entranceway lies ahead— Sweaty bliss awaits! |
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Head outside?<yesno> |
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*: Stop! |
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*: A visitor comes. A passing cloud, a drifter. Are you here to bathe?<yesno> |
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*: Well, there is no rush— The sauna is always here, Constant as the sun. |
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*: Then you must change, please. If you enter as you are Sweat will fall like rain. |
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<pc> changes into more appropriate attire. |
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*: Now you are ready. The entranceway lies ahead— Sweaty bliss awaits! |
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*: Welcome, honoured guest! The blue curtain is for men, Red is for women. |
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*: Weary traveller, Pilgrim of the dusty road, Soothe your bones awhile. |
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*: Turning sand to steel— A man's work is never done, Busy as the bees. |
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*: Now hunger rages, Belly rumbles like thunder, Dinner time draws near. |
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*: Good samaritan, You protect the wayward child As hens do their brood. |
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*: Brother and sister, They are always together, Like the moon and stars. |
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*: And who is your friend? A child her age needs her home As fish need water. |
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*: The future is theirs— Young people are our treasures, Precious as spun gold. |
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*: What are you staring at? If you're finished here,
clear off! |
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*: I've got enough trouble as it is—I brought my
sweetheart here for a romantic day out, but I'm not sure she's enjoying it... |
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*: I'm not sure what he was thinking. Going to a sauna
on a first date seems a bit much. |
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*: And this place is a little quiet, isn't it? I was
hoping for somewhere with a bit of life... |
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*: B-Back in the sauna... A mournful voice, a cold wind... C-C-Could it be a ghost? |
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*: Y-You were in the baths? The wr-wraith—the thing from beyond... D-D-Did you see it, friend?<yesno> |
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*: What? Can it be true? The wraith was no ghost or ghoul, But just a lost child? |
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*: You did! I knew it! But it was only a child? Curse my jumpiness... |
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*: Is what you say true? The voice was no ghost or ghoul, But just a lost child? |
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*: I want to trust you... But still it fills me with fear— The haunted sauna... |
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*: Saunas and taverns, A pairing made in heaven— Cold drinks and hot steam! |
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*: Come, change your clothes, friend. Savour the sauna's embrace! Will you bathe awhile?<yesno> |
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*: That is no problem— The sauna is always here Should you change your mind. |
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*: A wise decision! Let your soul be purified Like fresh spring water. |
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<pc> changes into more appropriate attire. |
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*: Now you are ready. The entranceway lies ahead— Sweaty bliss awaits! |
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*: Now you are ready. The entranceway lies ahead— Sweaty bliss awaits! |
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*: Thank you for coming! We await your return, friend, As seeds await rain! |
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*: Eek! Intruder! Man! A bold, ugly cuckoo stands In the nest of doves! |
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*: Does the sun enter The moon's serene kingdom? No! Begone from here! Now! |
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*: You have quite a nerve! You are as out of place here As cats in the sea! |
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*: My vision is—Hic!—blurred... I have been intemperate As a storm at sea. |
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*: But what is that noise? A voice raised, shrill as a bell, Is trouble afoot? |
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*: This fiery young girl, Her persistence knows no bounds— And I know no rest... |
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*: You seek the tavern? It is the other way, friend. Just down the steps there. |
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*: My friends live up there— Atsuo and Atsuko, Close as close can be. |
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*: They fight, it is true, But in the end they make up, Choppy waters calmed. |
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*: I know that girl's face! Ejected from the tavern, A flea in her ear! |
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*: ...She means to return? This time she has companions— Perhaps it will work. |
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*: The hour has grown late. Children should be home in bed, Not roaming the streets. |
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*: No, there was no ghost. I must have imagined it. Jumping at shadows... |
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*: I must clear my head. A quick trip to the sauna, Sweat the bad things out. |
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*: Sweat glistens like dew. The sultry heat cleanses me— A phoenix, reborn. |
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*: Now you have joined me, Fellow sauna devotee, Let us sweat like men! |
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*: My skin, velvet smooth, And softer than a ripe peach. The sauna's blessing. |
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*: They look out of place, These young companions of yours— Like sheep amongst cows. |
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*: Pray, heed my warning— If you intend to go west, Be prepared to fight. |
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*: And that is not all— Dark spirits lurk there, waiting... Preying on the weak... |
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*: A sweet child appeared, But sits now in the tavern, Forlorn as the rain. |
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*: The little lost girl, She came here with her father, Dragged far from her home. |
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*: But where is he now? Has he abandoned the girl? The truth lost in clouds... |
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*: I worry for this young lady. |
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*: Where are her parents? Do they know she is here? I
cannot help but fear the worst... |
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*: A strange labyrinth, It stands near the westward coast, Haunted by dark souls. |
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*: ...You mean to go there, Though you have a child in tow? I beg you, take care. |
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Bartender |
You seek Serena? She said she was going west To find her sister. |
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Bartender |
Leave the lost child here. We will see that she is safe As clams in their shells. |
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*: The very idea! Is my job to mind children, Or to tend the bar!? |
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*: Bring her father back— His daughter should be with him, Not here in an inn! |
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*: Find Connie's father. I shall watch over the child As shepherds watch sheep. |
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Connie |
I've never been in a tavern before! Look at all the
different bottles! It's really nice—apart from the funny smell... |
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Connie |
Please find my daddy! I'll be a good girl till you get
back! |
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Connie |
Everyone here is so nice! The owner gave me a big bowl
of soup! It tasted a bit funny, but I like it! It was called...mee-so.
Mee-soooooo... Hee hee! |
|
Connie |
Please find my daddy! I'll be a good girl till you get
back! |
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*: Who can this girl be? Is she the owner's daughter, Or a stray kitten? |
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*: She is out of place. A tavern is for grown-ups, For late nights and fun. |
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*: The girl dressed in green, She was here, then she was gone, Like leaves in autumn. |
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*: Now she has returned, Like new grass in the meadow, The first blush of spring. |
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*: But I am confused— She sought her elder sister, Not a little girl... |
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Bartender |
So, she has returned, Fair Serena, radiant As the noonday sun. |
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Bartender |
But the child's father— Not in the labyrinth too? Connie pines for him... |
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A strange voice comes from the other side of the
door... |
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*: NONE SHALL PASS WITHOUT THE SECRET WORD! |
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Say the secret word?<yesno> |
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But you don't know it! |
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<pc> repeats the word he heard in the vision... |
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The lock clicks open! |
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Voices can be heard on the other side of the door.
<pc> gingerly pushes it open... |
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*: Finally you wake! Your comrades rose long ago, At morning's first light. |
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*: Now they wait below— They wait for you to join them As trees wait for spring. |
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*: Rumours and hearsay, Kerfuffle at the tavern... Do you know something?<yesno> |
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*: Hmph... *: But this girl in red, Does she not seek her parents, As hatchlings seek hens? |
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*: But this is awful! Children losing their loved ones— Chicks fallen from nests... |
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*: So, this girl in red— Does she not seek her parents, As hatchlings seek hens? |
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*: What is happening? Children losing their loved ones— Chicks fallen from nests... |
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*: Off to the south-west, Gallopolis, desert realm, Horses fast as wind. |
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*: A sultan rules there, Famed for his wisdom and strength. I long to meet him. |
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*: Desert-dwellers come, They buy our swords and armour, Our coffers grow full. |
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*: We take pride in this— Soldiers of Gallopolis, Wielding our fine steel. |
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*: We live and breathe steel. The sound of hammers clanking? Music to our ears! |
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*: When you wield our swords, A part of us is with you— Our strength and our pride. |
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*: Against all the odds, As a salmon swims upstream, Her father returns. |
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*: Now reunited, Connie's father celebrates— He drinks like a fish. |
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*: The line of your jaw, The glint of steel in your eyes— I have seen this look. |
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*: Ryu, son of Miko, Brave defender of the weak— You share it with him. |
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*: Wherever you roam Know that you have a place here, A true home from home. |
|
Veronica |
Oh! I've just remembered something important! |
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Veronica |
We have a long journey ahead of us, don't we,
<pc>? Well, I happen to know a handy little spell that'll make life a
lot easier for us! Just give me a minute... |
|
Veronica |
Hnnnggghhh... Hnnngggggghhh... HYURGH! There! |
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<pc> learns Zoom! |
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Veronica |
You can use the spell I just taught you to travel back
to anywhere you've been before, quick as a flash. |
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Veronica |
So if you want to come back here to Hotto, for example,
just cast Zoom, think of Hotto, and you'll be back here just like that! |
|
Veronica |
Right, now you've got that little beauty in your bag of
tricks, let's go and find this Yggdrasil branch, shall we? Gallopolis is
south-west of here. Come on! |
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*: Noah knows it all. And it seems that you know him. You surprise me, friend... |
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*: I hear that you are heading to Gallopolis, my
cherished home, in search of a very precious item. |
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*: Well, be sure to request an audience with His
Excellency, the Most Exalted Sultan. I am sure you will find him most
obliging. |
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*: I have heard the news. You found the lost girl's father— A heroic deed. |
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*: All should learn from you, A paragon of virtue, A light in the dark. |
|
Bartender |
Rich, poor, good and bad, People of all stripes come here, But none are like you... |
|
Bartender |
Is it destiny, That weight you seem to carry? That light in your eyes? |
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*: Finally, relief! My ordeal is at an end— No more childminding... |
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*: My future is clear— I want a child of my own, A light in my life. |
|
Connie |
Oh, thank you! Thank you! You found my daddy! And you
rescued him! Thank you so much! |
|
Connie |
He told me he got caught by these horrible monsters,
and that you beat them! You're the best! |
|
Noah |
World Tree branches are rarer than rockin' 'orse poop,
mate. That one in Gallopolis is the only one I know of. You'll want to be
'eadin' south-west. |
|
Noah |
Mind you, I don't reckon the Sultan'll just 'and the
fing over, you know. But I'm sure you'll fink of somefing... |
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*: All's well that—Hic!—ends well! The girl's—Hic!—father has been found, We can drink in—Hic!—peace! |
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*: But it's a strange world— He's a shady character And she's a—Hic!—angel... |
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*: You are a fellow traveller, are you not? Tell me, do
you sense something...sinister in these parts? |
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*: I hope there are no gh-ghosts here. Being a man of the
cloth, I should not fear such things, and yet...I cannot help myself... |
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*: Halt! None may pass without...erm...a pass! |
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Show the guard your pass?<yesno> |
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<pc> shows the Gallopolis Pass to the guard. |
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*: Hmm... Very well. Everything seems to be in order.
Through you go. |
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*: One word of advice before you go—Gallopolis is a
proud nation of noble knights. Be on your best behaviour. |
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*: Halt! None may pass without...erm...a pass! Show the guard your pass?<yesno> |
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*: If you do not have a pass, you have no business
here. Be on your way! |
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<pc> shows the Gallopolis Pass to the guard. |
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*: Hm... Very well. Everything seems to be in order.
Through you go. |
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*: Only those with permission from His Excellency, the
Most Exalted Sultan of Gallopolis, may enter the Laguna di Gondolia through
this checkpoint! Leave immediately, please! |
|
|
*: Beyond this checkpoint lies the Laguna di Gondolia
and the city of Gondolia itself. It is the world's grandest and most
prosperous trading port. |
|
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*: Alas, none may pass without express permission from
His Excellency, the Most Exalted Sultan of Gallopolis. You must leave now,
please. |
|
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*: I thought I'd head to Gondolia to do a spot of
trading, but they won't let you through unless you've got permission from the
Sultan. |
|
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*: I'm not sure I can be bothered traipsing all the way
to the palace and back, to be honest with you... |
|
|
‘WARNING! The Slayer of the Sands roams the desert
ahead. Remain vigilant at all times!’ |
|
|
*: Stop! The Celestial Sands are off limits to
civilians! Terrible monsters lurk among the dunes. Please, you must leave
immediately! |
|
|
*: The Celestial Sands lie beyond this checkpoint.
Terrible monsters lurk among the dunes. |
|
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*: As a knight of Gallopolis, I have a duty to protect
the weak. I am afraid I cannot allow civilians to pass. |
|
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*: The streets of Gallopolis are always awash with excitement
during Sand National season! |
|
|
*: I wish I had been stationed in the city instead of
out here in the desert. I could have watched all the races, seen the horsemen
making their way to the track... |
|
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*: Ahh, how I always dreaded this posting. Out in the
lonely desert with only the Slayer of the Sands for company. |
|
|
*: I once encountered the beast, you know. It was
several years ago, but it haunts my dreams to this day. Such... Such
ferocity... |
|
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*: I do not know why, but the Sultan of Gallopolis's
palace is home to a great many cats. Their friendship is often a source of
comfort to soldiers returning from distant postings. |
|
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*: I personally have a fondness for one by the name of Princess
Furris. I do hope she is doing well... |
|
|
*: Welcome to Gallopolis, home to Erdrea's most
magnificent horse races! |
|
|
*: The races are open to all. Simply pay a visit to the
stables on the western side of the city should you wish to participate. |
|
|
*: ...Hmm? Oh! W-Welcome to Gallopolis, home to
Erdrea's most magnificent horse races! |
|
|
*: The races are open to all. Simply pay a visit to the
stables on the western side of the city should you wish to participate. |
|
|
*: Aha! You are a visitor here, yes? You have come to
watch the races?<yesno> |
|
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*: Ha ha! You do not fool me! Surely you are here to
witness the spectacle that is the mighty Sand National! |
|
|
*: Then your timing is perfect, for soon it shall be time
for the Sand National, the biggest race of the year! |
|
|
*: It is held to celebrate our beloved Prince Faris's
birthday. And this year's event will be particularly significant. |
|
|
*: For Prince Faris is at last to come of age and take part
in the race himself! Some say that he is the finest horseman Gallopolis has
ever seen! |
|
|
*: ...Hmm? Ah! You have come to Gallopolis to witness
our beloved prince in action? To see with your own eyes his courage, his
class, his elegance, yes? |
|
|
*: But you will have to wait until the Sand National!
Even his most ardent fans are not allowed to disturb His Highness's
preparations! |
|
|
*: Can you believe it!? They will not allow us into the
palace, despite the fact that we love Prince Faris! We love him! |
|
|
*: Prince Faris is surely a most mighty knight, but he
refuses absolutely to make a public display of his talents. Such modesty is
truly admirable... |
|
|
*: Oh, Prince Faris... I simply cannot stop thinking
about you... I see your face before me each and every time I close my eyes...
♥ |
|
|
*: I have heard that the Prince is fond of evening
strolls. That is why I have decided to wait here. I will wait all night if
necessary... |
|
|
*: My beloved Prince... What are you doing at this very
moment, I wonder...? |
|
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*: I could spend all day trawling through these stalls!
There's rarities and bargains galore! |
|
|
*: ...What's that? Have I come across some kind of
special branch? |
|
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*: Hmm... Now that you mention it, I do remember
hearing about some valuable branch or other that the Sultan owns. Maybe you
should ask him about it. |
|
|
*: He lives in the big palace up at the top of the
stairs in the middle of the city. |
|
|
*: I heard that the Sultan might have a special branch
like the one you're looking for. Maybe you should go and talk to him. |
|
|
*: He lives in the big palace up at the top of the
stairs in the middle of the city. |
|
|
*: My husband is a horseman. When he returns home after
a hard day of training, his appetite is bigger than that of his horse, I
swear! |
|
|
*: You can smell it too, can't you? We're supposed to
be here having a nice time, and this idiot goes and steps in horse poo! |
|
|
*: Well, I'm not walking around with you smelling like
that. Get out of my sight! (sigh) I wish I was dating someone cool like that
Prince Faris... |
|
|
*: I, I didn't realise there'd be so many horses here. I
didn't look where I was going, and...splat! She's really mad with me this
time... |
|
|
*: We've been saving up for years to come on this trip,
and now a little bit of horse poo has gone and ruined it all... |
|
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*: Sí, I am a caballero. I come here from Puerto Valor
every year to watch la Sand Nacional. |
|
|
*: But perhaps this year I will treat myself to a trip
to the circus too. The troupe will put on a special show for the Prince's
birthday, no? |
|
|
*: Sí, I am a caballero. I come here from Puerto Valor
every year to watch la Sand Nacional... |
|
|
*: And each time I am surprised by the quality of the
food! And all this in the middle of the desert... Increíble, ¿no? |
|
|
*: We must give thanks to the Sultan. If it were not
for his efforts in keeping the peace of our kingdom, we would not have the
leisure to enjoy the Sand National. |
|
|
*: Hold up! You can't go in there right now. Sorry! |
|
|
The curtain is closed. You can't go in right now. |
|
|
*: Did you hear? The Great Sylvando has come to
Gallopolis! I cannot wait to see him! |
|
|
*: My boy truly loves the circus. Ever since he heard
about this special performance, it is all that he has spoken of. |
|
|
*: Unfortunately, the Great Sylvando is such a draw
that all the tickets have sold out. I do not know how to tell him... |
|
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*: Oh... Are you here to buy tickets for the circus?
I'm afraid they're all sold out. |
|
|
*: It's because Sylv's performing, you see. They all
sold in a flash. You'll have to try again another time... |
|
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*: I don't just sell tickets, you know. I'm actually
training to be a performer myself. |
|
|
*: I'm only an apprentice clown right now, but one day
I'm going to be bigger than Sylvando! You just wait! |
|
|
It's a horse with a beautifully brushed coat. |
|
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*: I can't be very good at this if no one's watching
me... |
|
|
*: But this is just the warm-up. Once the show starts,
it'll be a different story. Curious? Then you'll just have to come along
tonight! |
|
|
*: This circus isn't all about Sylvando, you know!
We're all at the top of our game! That's why the Sultan asked us to come and
perform here! |
|
|
*: H-Huh...!? Oh...! Please, do not startle me so... |
|
|
*: ...You wish to know what I am doing? Well, I am an
admirer of the Great Sylvando. His greatest admirer, in fact! I saw him
perform, and at that moment, everything changed. |
|
|
*: I wish to speak with him and tell him how much his
work means to me. But nerves have overwhelmed me, and I can go no further... |
|
|
*: What!? You have met the Great Sylvando!? A-And you
have s-spoken to him!? |
|
|
*: Truly, I am green with envy! To exchange words with
the undisputed grand master of the performing arts is my greatest ambition! |
|
|
*: I am an admirer of the Great Sylvando. His greatest
admirer, in fact! I saw him perform, and at that moment, everything changed. |
|
|
*: I wish to speak with him and tell him how much his
work means to me. But nerves have overwhelmed me, and I can go no further... |
|
|
*: I envy you intensely! To exchange words with the
undisputed grand master of the performing arts is my greatest ambition! |
|
|
*: Sylv's probably in his dressing room getting ready.
If you want a chat, now's your chance. |
|
|
*: They call him the Wandering Wonder. He's performed
all over the world, you see. No wonder he's got this kind of...aura about
him. |
|
|
*: No one knows where he's from, but I'd say it must be
somewhere pretty posh. It's the way he holds himself... |
|
|
It's a pile of hay for horses to rest on. Sit down for
a little while?<yesno> |
|
|
*: You fancy seein' wot life as an 'orse'd be like an'
all, do ya? It's alright, eh? |
|
|
*: Yeah, reckon you've got a bit more affinity wiv our
equine pals than you realise, mate! Heh heh! |
|
|
*: (snort) Ah-phew... Ah-phew... (whinny) |
|
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*: ...... |
|
|
Despite the disturbance, <pc>'s rest leaves him
feeling completely rejuvenated! |
|
|
*: Listen, please. You believe Prince Faris will win
this year's Sand National, yes?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Of course you do! It is a racing certainty! He will
win by a desert mile! |
|
|
*: Ha! Then you know nothing of racing—or of Prince
Faris! He will win by a desert mile! |
|
|
*: Everyone wishes for Prince Faris to win, and I
understand why. Indeed, he is a fine horseman, by all accounts. |
|
|
*: But I have studied the form, and I cannot see Faiz
being beaten. Especially as he is riding Sharukh. |
|
|
*: It is a tradition for the princes of Gallopolis to
make their racing debut the year they turn sixteen. This time, it is Prince
Faris's turn. |
|
|
*: They claim he is the finest horseman the royal line
has ever produced. I cannot wait to see him in the saddle! |
|
|
*: You are visitors here, yes? Perhaps you have heard
talk of the Slayer of the Sands on your travels?<yesno> |
|
|
*: Then perhaps you know that the beast always makes an
appearance around this time of year. Please, be especially vigilant when
travelling outside the city walls. |
|
|
*: Then you are blessed, for it is better to know
nothing of the foul beast. Should you wish to continue living in blissful
ignorance, I would advise that you avoid the Celestial Sands. |
|
|
*: The excitement at the coming Sand National is a joy
to behold. Truly, we are blessed to live in such times. |
|
|
*: And yet, I remain concerned. For it is around this
time of year that the Slayer of the Sands is most active... |
|
|
*: I have cared for many a knight who has suffered at
the hands of the Slayer. It is a vicious and merciless beast. |
|
|
*: Which makes the timing of its appearances all the
more unfortunate. I do so hope that this year's race passes without
incident... |
|
|
*: My racing tips are the best in all
Gallopolis—thousands of satisfied customers would agree! |
|
|
*: My approach has been perfected over a number of
years, and is almost infallible. So come and see me if you want a
recommendation for the Sand National—I will not let you down! |
|
|
*: Hm? You would like a tip for the Sand National, yes?
Very well. According to my study of the various competitors' form... |
|
|
*: It will be Faiz by a nose! Prince Faris is a fine
horseman, and is sure to push him close, but Faiz will triumph at the last,
mark my words! |
|
|
*: It is a bold prediction, but I assure you that it
will come to pass. And when it does, all the world will be willing to pay
handsomely for my secrets! Heh heh... |
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*: You are visitors here in Gallopolis? You have come
to see the horses?<yesno> |
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*: Then you must head for the stables! That is where
they are kept when they are not racing. |
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*: Beyond the stables is the racetrack itself! It
floats on top of a desert oasis, you know! |
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*: Oh. That is a shame. Well, if you change your mind, remember
to ask me. I know everything! |
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*: Have you ever seen a horse race?<yesno> |
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*: You have? Well, my father is a horseman! He is
racing in this year's Sand National, and he will beat everyone! Even Prince
Faris! Even Faiz! |
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*: Oh, then you must watch one while you are in
Gallopolis! Our races are the best in the world! |
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*: My father is racing in this year's Sand National,
and he will beat everyone! Even Prince Faris! Even Faiz! |
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*: The Sand National is nearly upon us, but my horse
has taken against me, and is refusing to run. |
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*: If we do not...resolve our differences before the
big race, we will have no chance of beating Faiz and Prince Faris. |
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*: I am looking for a treat that will persuade my horse
to give his all in the Sand National. |
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*: We are competing against both Faiz, who has won time
and again, and Prince Faris, who some say is the most naturally talented
horseman Gallopolis has ever produced. |
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*: And my daughter is coming to watch me race. If I
cannot persuade my horse to run his fastest, I face total humiliation... |
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It's a racehorse. It doesn't seem to be in a very good
mood. |
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It's a racehorse. It looks a little bit sleepy. |
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*: We ensure that the war horses are always in top
condition, ready for our brave knights to mount at a moment's notice. |
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*: Though it does all seem rather unnecessary in these
times of peace, I must say... |
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*: ...Wossat? You wanna know wot I'm doin'? Well, ain't
it obvious? |
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*: I mean, where's the best place to get racin' tips,
eh? That's right—from the 'orse's mouth! Heh heh! |
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*: You should give it a go sometime—especially if you've
'ad enough o' bein' diddled by 'umans 'oo don't know the first fing about
'orses! |
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He's fast asleep and snoring softly. |
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*: This is the entrance to the spectator stands. As there
is no race taking place at the moment, I cannot permit you to enter. |
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*: Sharukh is in the lead by a desert mile! He will
break his own record here today! |
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*: But here come the chasing pack, led by...Sharukh
Two! Oh, such wonderful speed! Like lightning! Sharukh Two is closing in! |
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*: ...Hmm? What are we doing? We are playing the Sand
National game, of course! |
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*: But both my friends want to be Sharukh! The same
horse cannot race against itself! |
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*: Hmm? I have not seen you before... You
seem...suspicious... Are you...? Yes, you must be! The Darkspawn! |
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*: Ah ha ha! I am only joking! No trouble to report
here! |
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*: All is well on the streets of Gallopolis! No trouble
to report! |
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*: Crazed admirers of Prince Faris gather here every
evening. It is my duty to move them on. |
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*: I have asked them already several times to clear
off. Truly, they have become the bane of my life... |
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*: Visitors are not permitted to enter the palace after
dark. I must ask that you leave immediately. |
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*: Prince Faris will win this year's Sand National! I
feel it in my bones! |
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*: Nothing in life is certain, of course, but I have been
a fan of horse racing for a long time now. I think it will be so. |
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*: Everyone has heard of the Great Sylvando, and yet no
one knows the first thing about him. Not even where he was born. |
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*: That sort of mystery is no doubt part of his appeal. |
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*: You have heard of the Great Sylvando,
yes?<yesno> |
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*: You have not!? By the sands! Then allow me to
enlighten you—Sylvando is one of the most talented and popular circus
performers in the world. |
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*: Well, of course you have. He is one of the most
talented and popular circus performers in the world, after all. |
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*: You would not believe the lengths to which I had to
go to find tickets for his show. I cannot wait for it to get underway! |
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*: This is my special VIP seat! Once the circus begins,
I will hear every ‘ooh’ and ‘ahh’ from here! |
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*: The Palace of Gallopolis lies ahead. It is the
residence of the Sultan and his family, and the training facility of the
desert knights. |
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*: Visitors are free to enter, but you are requested to
be respectful of your surroundings at all times. |
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*: Entry to the palace is prohibited at night. Step
away from the gate immediately, please. |
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*: Hm? Are you lost? These gates lead back into the
city. Shall I open them for you?<yesno> |
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*: Very well. Please wait a moment... |
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*: There. Try not to become lost again, please. |
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*: If you wish to enter the palace, proceed to the
walkway above, then make your way around the perimeter. |
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*: Very well. But let me know if you should ever wish
me to. |
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*: If you wish to enter the palace, proceed to the
walkway above, then make your way around the perimeter. |
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*: Many visitors find themselves lost on the streets of
Gallopolis. I would advise you to keep your wits about you from now on. |
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*: Wait! You cannot enter the racetrack at night! All
the horses are sleeping—there are no races now! Come back in the morning,
please! |
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*: Hmm? You wish to participate in a race? A thousand
pardons, but as you can see this gate is closed, and none may pass. |
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*: Riders are requested to enter via the stables to the
west. |
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*: This is the paddock, where horsemen and their mounts
assemble before a race to present themselves to the crowd. |
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*: It becomes very crowded—and very boisterous! Truly,
it is one of my most beloved spectacles! |
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*: I had hoped to be able to buy a circus ticket... |
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*: Greetings. I am Faiz, the winner of last year's Sand
National. However, I expect a far closer race this time. Prince Faris
promises to be a worthy opponent. |
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Faiz |
Indeed, I must confess to feeling some trepidation.
While I doubt that I will enjoy the experience, I hope at least that the
crowd are treated to the spectacle they deserve. |
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*: The racetrack is just beyond here. Horsemen ride
this way when making their way to the starting line. |
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*: Did you know that when there are no racing events
taking place, knights use the racetrack for training? |
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*: There are no races held at night. Even horses must
sleep, you know! |
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‘The Knight's Pledge’ |
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‘A knight's word is his bond, his kingdom his master. |
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‘He serves the weak untiringly, challenges the strong
unflinchingly and never retreats in the face of adversity.’ |
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‘Knights and civilians rejoice! This year's Sand
National sees the debut of our beloved Prince Faris! Can he best the champion
Faiz in his first outing?’ |
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‘The circus returns! And this year, with a special
guest performance from the Great Sylvando! |
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‘You really won't want to miss it, so RACE down and buy
your tickets before they sell out! The Ringmaster’ |
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*: A great many visitors come from all over the world
to watch the Sand National. It is our busiest time of year by far. |
|
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*: The Sand National is held but once a year. And
praise the sands for that—so many guests come to visit, I barely have time to
sleep! |
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*: Deposit your money with us, and you may rest assured
that it will be safe no matter what may come to pass! You cannot put a price
on peace of mind! |
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*: Zzz... Soon... Soon, evil will arrive at last... Keh
heh heh... Zzz... |
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*: The end times are coming! The Great Evil will soon
be reawoken! I feel it! I feel it in my bones! |
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*: The days of peace and happiness are at an end! Soon,
this world will be plunged into endless despair! Remember my words! Remember
them well! |
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*: I am the official sword supplier to the knights of
Gallopolis! Would you care to take a weapon home with you as a souvenir,
perhaps? |
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*: Though I do not venture into battle, I am still
proud to serve my kingdom. |
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*: Ah, visitors! May I ask from where you have
travelled? Ah, Hotto! I know it well. Would that I could bathe in those
delightful springs every day... |
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*: Did you know that some creatures, should they live
for long enough, transform into other creatures with different names and
different appearances? |
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*: Such creatures are very rare, of course. Rare, and
no doubt valuable. I fervently wish to encounter one some day... |
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*: I love big, strong men! That's why I came all the
way to Gallopolis to watch Prince Faris in action! I've been hearing great
things about him! |
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*: They say he's tall, muscular and terribly handsome.
And apparently he's good at riding horses too, or something... |
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*: Welcome to the Aloe Beera. I hope you enjoy swapping
racing tips—my customers do little else... |
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*: Indeed, I have come to learn rather a lot about
people's betting habits by working behind this bar. You would do well to bear
that in mind... |
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*: Good day to you, handsome young man! Would you care
to hear my tip for the next race?<yesno> |
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*: Of course you would! Now, are you ready? Let us
consider the runners and riders... |
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*: First of all, Prince Faris! The only son of our exalted
Sultan, and the pride of all Gallopolis! |
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*: Rumours have been circulating concerning his
prodigious talent for years, and now at last he is about to show the world
what he is capable of! An early favourite! |
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*: However! If he is to win, he will have to beat Faiz,
who won last year's event by a huge distance! Surely he will be keen to
defend his title! |
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*: There are some others taking part as well, but the race
is sure to be a duel between these two. Come and see me should you wish to
hear my tips again. |
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*: Really? That is a shame. I really do know my racing,
I promise. Come and talk to me again if you change your mind. |
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*: I'm a dancer at the circus. The ringmaster sent me
over here to drum up trade. |
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*: Not that it's hard. The Great Sylvando's performing
tonight, and he's just amazing! You should definitely come along! |
|
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*: Our world may be full of horse races and circuses and
joyous celebration now, but it was not so long ago that Erdrea was a
dangerous, dismal place plagued by monsters. |
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*: Praise be to the powers above that those dark days
are behind us. |
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*: Do you know, I believe I caught a glimpse of Sylvando,
the man everyone has been talking about. He is very tall, and very handsome
indeed. |
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*: He would certainly be my type, if only I were a
little younger... |
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*: It may be difficult to imagine, but our exalted
Sultan was once very different. |
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*: Oh yes, when he was younger, he was a true hero.
Swordsmanship, horsemanship—not to mention the intellectual arts—he excelled
in them all. |
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*: Do-do-dooo! ♪ Picking up horse poo, ♪ Is what I do-do-dooo! ♪ |
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*: Taking care of horses gives meaning to my life.
Seeing my beloved friends run free on the racetrack never fails to bring a
tear to my eye... |
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*: Clop, clop, clop... ♪ Zzz... And then you hear a plop, plop, plop... ♪ Zzz... |
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*: This is the Royal Dressing Room, where members of
our glorious royal family prepare to take part in the races. |
|
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*: ...Hm? You wish to take part in the Sand National
yourself? A thousand pardons, but rider registration has already ended. |
|
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*: Unless someone is injured or withdraws, I am afraid
it will be impossible for you to participate in the race. But please, you
must stay and enjoy the spectacle. |
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*: Have you seen Sharukh, Faiz's horse?<yesno> |
|
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*: He is a wonderful beast, is he not? His coat is as
smooth as silk, while his muscles are as hard as steel. |
|
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*: Truly, he is one of the greats. I dream of riding
such a steed myself one day... |
|
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*: Then you must go and see him immediately! He will be
in the paddock with Faiz. You will not regret it, I promise! |
|
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*: Interested in the circus, eh? Well, I'm the
ringmaster. We're just getting ready for our biggest show of the year. The
annual Sand National special. |
|
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*: It's always popular, but this time we've managed to
sign up the Great Sylvando, one of the world's top performers, and ticket
sales have gone through the roof! |
|
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*: I honestly can't believe we got him. I was sure he'd
refuse, you see. He's renowned for wanting to do his own thing... |
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*: Oh, hey honey. How sweet of you to come back here to
see me. Are you a fan?<yesno> |
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*: Hey, there's no need to be shy. I don't bite! |
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*: Hee hee! I knew it! Well, it's an honour to have such
a fine young fellow cheering me on! |
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*: If you're here for the show, you won't have to wait
long. Ohh, it's going to be fabulous, darling! My best yet! |
|
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*: Usually, all that one requires in order to enter a horse
race is a horse. And a knowledge of how to ride it, of course. |
|
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*: But not the Sand National. Oh no. Only those who
have been ‘specially selected’ are allowed to race against the Prince. Tsk... |
|
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*: This is the racetrack of Gallopolis, where horsemen
from all over the world come to chase their dreams! |
|
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*: If you wish to take part in a race yourself, please
enquire at the reception desk within. |
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‘WANTED! The Darkspawn walks the land! King Carnelian of Heliodor
offers a generous reward for the capture of this fiend!’ |
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*: Welcome, traveller, and a good Gallopolitan day to
you! You must be drained after your journey across the desert. Please relax
and enjoy our fair city! |
|
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*: Welcome to Gallopolis! If it is the Sultan you seek,
you will find him in the throne room atop the great staircase. |
|
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*: Everyone is quick to paint Prince Faris as a hero,
but the race is not yet run, let alone won... |
|
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*: Forgive me. Such matters are of no interest to you,
I am sure. |
|
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*: Ach, the youth of today! They are no good at all!
They can barely remember the Knight's Pledge, let alone recite it with pride! |
|
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*: Do you think Sir Hendrik of Heliodor would tolerate such
woeful laxity!? Of course not! Now recite it again! With feeling! |
|
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*: The Pledge says that a knight never retreats in the
face of adversity. |
|
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*: That is why I have come here, and why I remain here.
A, A knight's word is his bond... |
|
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*: I do not know why the Captain insists on comparing
us to Sir Hendrik's men. They are simply a class apart! |
|
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*: And this back-breaking training is more likely to
kill us than to turn us into knights! (groan) |
|
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*: I worry so about the Sultan. He was once the very
image of chivalry, and now... |
|
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*: Oh! Once again I have spoken out of turn! Forget
everything I have said, please! |
|
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*: I am afraid that Prince Faris is out training at the
moment. Yes. Training hard... |
|
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*: This is the Sultan's bedchamber. Visitors are free
to enter, but please remember to be respectful. |
|
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*: Gallopolis grew up around the oasis at its centre.
It brought those seeking water from miles around. |
|
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*: Of course, it is barely recognisable nowadays. The
Sultan chose it as the site of the racetrack, and it was entirely
transformed. |
|
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*: Even as we enjoy the races, however, we must not forget
the brave ancestors who built this city. Indeed, we owe them everything. |
|
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*: The palace is home to a great many cats. Alas, the
knights are not in the least bit interested, and so it is us maids who must
take care of them. |
|
|
*: Oh, forgive me! I am looking for a cat! It is a very
adorable little cat, with soft, fluffy hair. Oh, dear Princess Furris... |
|
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*: ...Hm? What did you say? There are too many cats here,
and they all look alike!? Oh, but Princess Furris is easy to identify! She is
the fluffiest and most adorable of them all! |
|
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*: Have you heard the rumours? They say that a wicked
man called the Darkspawn has escaped from Heliodor, and is terrorising all
Erdrea! What a frightening world this is... |
|
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*: But I need not fear—the knights of Gallopolis will
keep us safe, I am sure of it! |
|
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*: I could spend all day trawling through these stalls!
There's rarities and bargains galore! |
|
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*: But there's more to Gallopolis than just shopping,
you know! There's horse racing, and even a circus! This is going to be the
best trip ever! |
|
Sultan of Gallopolis |
Ahem... Fellow Gallopolitans! Once again, the sun has
risen upon the Sand National, and upon Faris, my son and heir, as he— |
|
Sultan of Gallopolis |
Hmm... No, that will not do at all. It requires
more...emotion! |
|
Sultan of Gallopolis |
...Hm? Oh. You are still here. I told you, I have no time
for audiences with strangers today. You must leave. |
|
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*: Good day to you. Tell me, what did you think of
Faris? He is a fine prince, is he not?<yesno> |
|
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*: Ah, indeed! It will not do to label him merely a prince—he
is a sultan-in-waiting, of course! How kind of you to remind me! |
|
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*: I am so glad that you agree. After all, he is our
only child—the apple of both our eyes! |
|
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*: Truly, there is not one minute that he does not
spend improving himself in training. He will make a fine ruler one day, I am
sure of it. |
|
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*: A thousand pardons, but His Excellency, the Most
Exalted Sultan, is rather preoccupied with preparations for the Sand National
at the moment. |
|
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*: ...Hm? Prince Faris's chambers? Simply turn left at
the foot of the great staircase. But please, you must not disturb him at this
important time. |
|
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*: Perhaps it is not my place to say so, but only the
very finest Gallopolitan knights are entrusted with the Sultan's personal
safety. |
|
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*: As long as we watch over His Majesty, he has nothing
to fear—not even from this Darkspawn character who has escaped from
Heliodor... |
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*: You heard Prince Faris deliver the Pledge, yes? Its words
are seared into the soul of every knight. |
|
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*: It is with these words that we mark ourselves out as
practitioners of the art of chivalry. It gladdens me to hear our future
sultan speak them. |
|
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*: I have heard that an evil creature known as the
Darkspawn has escaped from Heliodor, and remains at large. |
|
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*: We must remain vigilant, lest the foul being attempt
to make its way into Gallopolis... |
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*: Tra la la! Booold Prince Faris, ♪ Fol de ree! He will embarrass, ♪ Any who stand in his waaay! ♪ |
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*: I am endeavouring to write a song in praise of the
Prince. Alas, very little rhymes with ‘Faris’... |
|
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*: Our exalted Sultan is a fanatical lover of horse racing.
He has spoken of nothing but the Sand National for weeks... |
|
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*: People seem to believe that Gallopolis has nothing
to offer beyond knights and horses. But surely it is our cats that are our
greatest attraction! |
|
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*: This is the balcony from which the Sultan and
Sultana watch the races. Their seats command a perfect view of the racetrack
and the oasis on which it floats. |
|
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*: Welcome to Gallopolis! If it is the Sultan you seek,
you will find him in the throne room atop the great staircase. |
|
|
*: You met with the Sultan and Sultana? I suppose they
sang to you the praises of their beloved Prince Faris? Truly, they have
spoilt that— |
|
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*: Ahem! But I must not speak of such things, of course.
Please, ignore my ramblings... |
|
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*: Hm? Prince Faris has summoned you to his chambers?
Oh dear... |
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*: His Highness is within. Please, go ahead. |
|
Prince Faris |
Yes, I am sure that my father could be persuaded to part
with the Rainbough if the request came from his beloved son. I have but one
small favour to ask in return... |
|
Prince Faris |
Ah, but the palace walls have so many unwelcome ears.
The noise of the circus will...protect our privacy. Join me there, please. |
|
Prince Faris |
I will meet you at the entrance to that ridiculous tent
this evening. Do not be late. |
|
|
*: You are accompanying Prince Faris to the circus?
Then perhaps I will at last have an evening of peace and— |
|
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*: Ahem! Ignore me. Please, enjoy the performance. I
have heard that a famous wandering harlequin is performing tonight. |
|
|
*: ...What!? You have met Prince Faris!? No! No, I do
not believe you! |
|
|
*: Ach, fine! I believe you! So, tell me all about him!
I want to know everything! What did he say about his admirers? |
|
|
*: Next time you meet Prince Faris, be sure to ask him
about us! |
|
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*: Not only is this place full of bargains, they've got
a circus and horse racing too! This is turning out to be the best trip ever! |
|
|
*: Hey, I heard there's someone called the Great
Sylvando performing tonight. Everyone's raving about him. I hope there are
tickets left... |
|
|
*: Just my luck! We come all this way to see the
circus, and this idiot goes and steps in a pile of horse poo! I won't sit
next to him! I just won't! |
|
|
*: I've half a mind to forget all about the smelly fool
and see if I can trade him in for someone handsome and brave, like that
Prince Faris... |
|
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*: Looks like I've upset her again. I thought tickets
to the circus would smooth everything over, but she's not having any of it. |
|
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*: I don't know what to do now. It wasn't easy getting
hold of these... |
|
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*: You can't come through here right now—the show's
about to start! The box office is right next door if you need tickets. |
|
Prince Faris |
You came. Excellent. The noise of the circus will allow
us to speak without being overheard. Shall we go inside?<yesno> |
|
Prince Faris |
Very well. Go and do what you must do, then come and
talk to me when you are ready. But hurry—the show will not last all night. |
|
Prince Faris |
Good. The circus has already started. We should enter
without further delay. |
|
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*: Oh, I'm sorry. The tent's not open during the
daytime. Come back this evening if you want to see the circus! |
|
|
*: Good evening, and welcome to the circus! We're just about
to get started. Could I see your tickets, please? |
|
|
*: ...Hm? You don't have tickets? Well, then I'm afraid
I can't let you in. |
|
|
*: The show is just about to start, so I can't let you
through, I'm afraid. Come back again later. |
|
|
*: The show is just about to start, so I can't let you
through, I'm afraid. The box office is right next door if you want tickets. |
|
|
*: The Sand National is nearly upon us! Even the most
sober and diligent of knights struggle to contain their excitement at this
time of year! |
|
|
*: I cannot wait for the Sand National to begin! I feel
certain that Faiz will win. There is no one who can ride a horse like he can. |
|
|
*: It is nearly time for Prince Faris to make his racing
debut. He is brimming with confidence...but I cannot help but wonder how he
will manage... |
|
|
*: Ah, but you surely have no interest in such matters.
Please, ignore me. |
|
|
*: Prince Faris is in the Royal Dressing Room at the stables
preparing to mount his horse. For the first time ever... |
|
|
*: Ah ha ha! That was nothing but a small joke of mine!
Ignore me. Of course, the Prince is a natural-born horseman! |
|
|
*: The Sand National is nearly here! Ahh, there is
nothing quite like a horse race to help one forget the stresses of life! |
|
Sultan of Gallopolis |
Ahem... Fellow Gallopolitans! Today, the sun smiles
upon us, bright and warm as Faris, my son and heir— No. No, no, no...! |
|
Sultan of Gallopolis |
...Hm? Ah, it is you. Listen, whatever it is, it will
have to wait. The race is about to begin. |
|
|
*: It is nearly time. Time for my Faris to show the
world what a fine man he has become, and storm to victory in his first Sand
National! |
|
|
*: A thousand pardons, but His Excellency the Sultan is
rather preoccupied with preparations for the Sand National at the moment. |
|
|
*: ...Hm? Prince Faris? Why, His Highness will be in
the stables preparing for the big race, of course! |
|
|
*: I cannot wait to see Sharukh run in the Sand
National. Every knight in Gallopolis wishes that magnificent steed were his
own. |
|
|
*: Tra la la! Booold Prince Faris, ♪ Fol de ree! He will embarrass, ♪ Any who stand in his waaay! ♪ |
|
|
*: The Sand National is almost upon us, and yet my ode
to the Prince's glory is still not complete! |
|
|
*: Good morning! I hear that you spent the evening at
the circus. Was it not the most wonderful spectacle? |
|
|
*: And today is the day of the Sand National! So much
to enjoy! The streets outside are already full of life! |
|
|
*: ...Pardon? You wish to find the Royal Dressing Room?
Why, it is the grandest room in the stables, of course! They are to the west
of the paddock. Enjoy the race! |
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*: The Sand National will be starting soon. The streets
are already alive with excitement! |
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*: Yesterday's circus performance was the perfect
precursor to the Sand National. I was truly amazed! The Great Sylvando—the Wandering
Wonder... |
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*: But now the race is upon us at last, and I am rushed
off my feet! This is our busiest time of year by far. |
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*: The Sand National is held but once a year. And
praise the sands for that—so many guests come to visit, I barely have time to
sleep! |
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*: It is time! It is time for the Sand National at
last! Ahh, how long I have waited! You will be watching the race also,
yes?<yesno> |
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*: But of course! This year's race is truly a historical
event! Prince Faris will make his debut! Everyone must watch! |
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*: ...Hm? You are not watching? ...Does this mean that
you are taking part!? |
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