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Script - Generation 22: Apocalypse
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The Long Night's Beginning
Investigate the suspicious happenings in Dunbarton-?
(You're on your way to leave the town.)
(The faint glint of something on the ground catches your eye.)
(It's a pendant, wrought in the image of a wing gently folded inward. The scratches and light pitting on the back side suggest that since being dropped, it has been trodden underfoot. That may explain how it came to be broken.)
???
Ahhhhhh!
(.......!)
(You hear someone shouting somewhere nearby! You'd better see what's going on.)
(You find a metal fragment in the shape of a wing: surely the other half of the pendant you picked up earlier. Someone must have dropped it and left it here.)
???
No! *cough* L-let me go! Why... Why are you doing this to me? I have urgent business in Tara! Please, you must release me!
I-Is anyone there? Please, help me, I beg you! Help! Anyone Pl... mmmph......!
Mrmmm....
(As you listen closely, the voice you hear seems to be getting closer.)
> Prompt: Observe the Situation (Enter Mission) or It is probably nothing...
> Prompt: Observe the Situation
(You keep your distance in order to observe what's going on for yourself.)
Shadow Mission: Chance and Destiny
(The milletian hides among the wheat fields and observes a delegation from afar. Fomors number among them, along with two robed people and a scythe-wielding elf. The milletian watches on as a human male is being led along, hands tied in his back.)
Abducted Young Man
Helloooo? Anyooooone?! Please.... Won't someone help me...?
??? (Shadow Warrior)
Bite your tongue, cur! All you need is to follow me in silence, but you have moaned the entire way. At the speed you walk, the journey promises to drag on interminably.
Haha.. We may be a bit behind schedule, to be sure, but we did manage to gather quite a few of the offerings required.
Pathethic wretch... You should be honored you have a part to play in his magnificent plan, but all you seem to be able to muster is an infant's braying.
??? (Black-Robed person)
You never can be certain about those with folded wings. Those unfortunate souls have not been chosen, as we have. Hahaha...
??? (Silver-haired Elf)
That is enough! Idle gossip is forbidden within these ranks. I cannot afford for your careless chatter to compromise his plan.
We must be on our way before it's too late. Now, onward!
Abducted Young Man
*sniff* *sniffle*
H-help me... Somebody...
Someone.... *sniff* Please...
(The milletian attacks the strange party to rescue the boy, Piran)
Cethlenn
You worthless clods....
Look at the lot of you, struggling to take down a single foe. It turns my stomach to watch such incompetence.
[If the player plays an elf][show]
Cethlenn
I've half a mind to simply let you go, since I AM in a hurry.
Unfortunately, I cannot take any threat of hindrance lightly.
(Cethlenn gets in combat stance.)
Cethlenn
If you're quite done with those wastrels, then come at me, if you think yourself the better. I'll make short work of you myself.
(The milletian fights Cethlenn.)
On-screen text: Come at me, weakling, and be broken as waves upon the rocks!
Cethlenn
Damn...!
You... How dare you.
To have the gall to get in my way...
Black Moon Combatant
Cethlenn! We haven't much time remaining!
I-I'm sorry, but we'll have to leave him.
Cethlenn
Damn him! Who does he think he is?
Black Moon Combatant
We still have other living sacrifices. Losing one ought not pose an impediment to us.
A thousand pardons, but... We must leave, without delay!
Cethlenn
...
...Count yourself fortunate this day.
If I ever see you again, I'll grind your face into the dirt beneath my bootheel.
Now, let us quit this place!
Black Moon Combatant
As you command, Cethlenn!
(In a flash of blinding light, the mysterious robed figures quickly wink out of sight, one by one.)
(MISION END)
(You look around for the boy who was being held captive.)
(The young man who was being dragged along behind the shadowy band stands, head cocked, looking at you. He seems to have carefully pieced the broken pendant you found back together.)
Piran
Er, umm...
Well, first things first, thank you for coming to my rescue. If not for you, I'd still be in a whole heap of trouble, as you saw yourself.
Ah, but where are my manners? Introductions first! My name is Piran.
I was on my way to Tara to attend an urgent matter, when suddenly, someone grabbed me from behind, and...
Uwaaa, it was really scary. I'm not sure what they had in mind for me, but I know it wasn't anything good. If you hadn't helped me when you did, I don't know what would've become of me...
Anyway, what's your name? I might seem a bit bedraggled and out-of-sorts right now, but I'd like to repay you for your kindness someday.
> Prompt: Tell Him Your name or Say Nothing
Piran
W-Wait, Those clothes....
(You stand still as Piran inspects you with increased interest.)
Piran
Wait. Are you... the Milletian? As in, THE famous Milletian (Character Name) ?
W-wow! I'd heard you were strong, but.... To think I'd get to actually meet a real, live Milletian. My siblings will be so impressed when I tell them!
Oh...!
Since you're the famous Milletian, you must know the way to Tara, right? That would be really swell, I need to get there quickly, you see.
I'm sure I followed my brother's directions, but maybe his explanation was a bit off. No matter how much I've looked, I haven't been able to find a single road sign!
Can I reach Tara if I just follow this path straight? It's not the path I was told to take, true, but... something about it seems right to me!
> Prompt: Say he is right or Say he is wrong
Piran
Well, Tara's not getting any closer while I'm just standing here... Hehe. Don't worry, I'll be sure to get in touch sometime.
Anyway, I'm taking off, (Character Name). May the unbound wings of Hymerark guide your path.
To Rise Against Misfortune
Would you come see me as soon as you can? We have something of a problem on our hands. -Yvona
Ailla
Oh, hey, you made it!
Yvona! (Character Name)'s here to see you!
Yvona
Ah. (Character Name), you got here faster than I expected.
You might have seen him as you entered the camp, but there's a young man out back who says you helped him before. Is that true?
Ailla
He kept going on about having to get somewhere quickly and, near as I can tell, was on the verge of tears. Whatever it is he's doing, it must be something urgent.
Yvona
...I swear, it's so annoying to care about other people.
His sense of direction seems so terrible, it almost borders on the preternatural. I'm amazed he was actually able to find his way here.
(Yvona stops for a moment, her brow furrowed. She sighs.)
Yvona
Seriously, I don't want to stick my nose into others' affairs.
But he keeps wandering around the area and I'm not sure how to send him on his way.
(At that very moment, the whinny of a horse breaks the stillness.)
Piran
...Wh-whoa! I just wanted to give you a li'l pat on the nose... D-did that scare you?
(The sound of several dull thumps follows shortly after.)
Piran
Oh no! I'm sorry... P-please calm down. Pleeeease! What's gotten into you? Now I feel bad...
Yvona
...
Ailla
Heh. If only you could see your expression right now, Yvona. You keep it up and those wrinkles will etch themselves into your forehead.
Yvona
You may keep your choice commentary to yourself, Ailla. *sigh*
(Though her response was brusque, after hearing Ailla's comment, Yvona coughs awkwardly a few times to calm herself down.)
Yvona
Anyway, that's about how things stand, (Character Name). Please get him out of here. Do whatever you need to. I'm so distracted I can't get anything done.
Ailla
I'm sorry to push this problem child on you, (Character Name). I don't think he's a bad guy, but what in the world's got him so anxious?
(CharacterName), can you go talk with him while I stay here and help Yvona cool down?
Yvona
What do you mean by 'cool down,' Ailla? As you can see, I'm perfectly composed.
Ailla
Wroooong! We're composing a very important song. We must rid ourselves of anything that could be a distraction!
(They've started squabbling, so it may be best to just leave them to it. You should go find out what happenned to Piran first.)
(Piran is gazing down at his feet with a sullen look on his face. He notices your approach and raises his head.)
Piran
H-hello, (Character Name)... I didn't expect our next meeting would be like this.
You see, I really did try my best to stick to the path you told me...
It's just that along the way, a raccoon appeared and started following me! That weirded me out, so I just started running and kept it up until I found myself here.
If I knew this would happen, I would've sent one of my brothers to Tara instead of going myself... But that's... no, no, that wouldn't work. I couldn't just send a child out on the open road alone.
I'm sorry. I have this uncanny tendancy to get lost and trip over my own feet even when there's nothing on the ground. Even my family pokes fun at me for it.
(After a brief pause, you see Piran's determination begin to show through in his expression.)
Piran
But no matter what, I MUST get to Tara, (Character Name). My errand is too important to bungle like this.
Not just for my own sake, but for my precious siblings, friends, and neighbors whose livelihoods are all at stake.
I hate to impose on you, but... would you be willing to guide me to Tara? Please... I'm begging you. The fates of so many are on the line.
> Prompt: You can count on me or I need time to prepare
> You can count on me
(You meet Piran's determined gaze and nod in assent.)
Piran
O-oh! Thank you so much. May Hymerark bless you for your kindness.
You see, I feel something foreboding awaits ahead. Not to make a boast of it, but I have something of a knack for sensing trouble. It may be taking all I have to keep my knees from knocking together, but... off we go!
>Prompt: Lead the way (Enter Mission)
Shadow Mission: Wheel of Misfortune
Piran
Ahh. We can make our way around this lake... right?
But... Well, you know already how I fare in navigational matters. It would really put my mind at ease if you could lead the way, (Character Name).
And don't worry if it looks like I'm falling behind! I'm a pretty good runner, if I say so myself, so I should be able to quickly catch up to wherever you are, (Character Name).
> On-screen message: Let's go to Taillteann!
(The milletian guides Piran through Abb Neagh towards Taillteann.)
> On-screen message: Violent animals have appeared! to be safe, you'd better defeat them all!
Piran (Chat Bubble):
- [Monsters appearing] : What ARE these? / Whaaa?! Go away!
- [After defeating the monsters] : T-Thank you! Let's go! / Phew! That's a relief! / *sob* I was so scared...
- [After 2 waves]: Wait... what's that strange sound coming from the lake?
> On-screen message: A strange cry can be heard somewhere nearby!
(After the battle)
Piran:
A-are you all right?! My goodness, how in the world can a creature that large just seem to pop out of nowhere?
You sure are amazing, (Character Name)! I guess all those things I've heard about you must be true. How else would you have just sent that thing packing like it was nothing...?
Anyway, we'd better keep moving. I don't want to stick around here long enough to find out what'll stick its head out of the lake's depths next...
(You continue the journey to Tara.)
Piran:
The younger of my two brothers always teases me about how strange things always seem to happen when I'm around. He can be so insensitive, you know? He has no idea the lengths I go to just to take care of him!
(Though it sounded like he was complaining, he really does seem to care a great deal for his siblings.)
(...)
(Engaged in a discussion of everyday matters, you pass through Taillteann and the Corrib Valley, finding yourself at last at the entrance to Tara.)
(MISSION END)
(The milletian and Piran walk up to Tara's northern gate.)
Piran
(Character Name)! We're here! I actually made it to Tara!
I don't know how to thank you for accompanying me all the way here...
Without you, I would never have been able-- Well, maybe not NEVER, but going it alone would've been difficult, that much is certain.
Heehee. Thank you so much!
I wish I could stay with you a little longer, but...
I have urgent business I need to take care of, so... Regretfully, I mist bid you farewell for now.
I'll never forget you and how you helped me. We'll definitely see each other again sometime!
(Piran runs ahead into town.)
A Gaze Unwavering
As the Queen of Aliech, I would like to meet with you. Please come to the Hanging Garden, where we may speak in private. -Eirawen
(The way into the Great Hall is blocked by three soldiers. They are clad in grey uniforms with the golden crest of the Order of Lymilark emblazoned on the chest of their tabards.)
Brown-Haired Temple Knight Soldier
Halt. You must be... the Milletian, correct?
Beret-Wearing Temple Knight Soldier
It looks like the information from the Pontiff's Court chamberlain was accurate. A little later and we might have missed you.
Masked Temple Knight Soldier
You must be on your way to meet with Her Highness, then?
(The sharpness of their tone belies an underlying wariness about your presence. They seem unlikely to budge in this rate, meaning you won't be able to meet with Eirawen.)
>Prompt: Try to convince them (Enter Shadow mission)
Shadow Mission: Holy Barrier
(You catch a glint of wariness in their gazes.)
(It seems you'll have to persuade them to get inside the Royal Castle.)
Brown-Haired Temple Knight Soldier
...I'd prefer it if you were to leave without us having to treat you too roughly. But from the look of it, you have no intention of just walking away from this.
Beret-Wearing Temple Knight Soldier
I doubt there's much to be done about it. We're simply at cross purposes here.
Masked Temple Knight Soldier
Hush, you. The order from the Chamberlain of the Pontiff's Court was to send the Milletian away, or try our best to stop them, should they insist on entering.
(It sounds like someone ordered the Temple Knights to stop you. And the one who gave that order was none other than...)
Beret-Wearing Temple Knight Soldier
Hey! Put a lid on it! We can't have it be perceived as an order... right?
Brown-Haired Temple Knight Soldier
Calm down. The Milletian isn't THAT stupid. They probably already knew who we were. Even of not, I'd wager it wouldn't be hard to find out.
You understand, Milletian, do you not? We cannot simply let you pass here. We have reason to believe you're involving yourself in a matter that will prove... detrimental to the Pontiff's Court.
> Prompt: Flash your most winsome smile, Refute them with logic or (Reach for your weapon)
(Note: Progress is saved at this stage. Choosing a wrong answer twice will set you back to this point.)
Masked Temple Knight Soldier
Well... let's take this from a different angle, then. Those who come seeking an audience at the Rath Royal Castle are the very cream of the nobility, well mannered and well educated. I would assume no less is true of you then, Milletian.
Then you would, of course, know which deity is venerated by the Pontiff's Court, no?
Brown-Haired Temple Knight Soldier
I wonder... have you been to the Pontiff's Court? It's a beautiful place where we children of Erinn can feel the loving embrace of Lymilark.
Beret-Wearing Temple Knight Soldier
It really is a great place. I especially like the confessional, where I can get all quiet and introspective. Then there's that little winde cellar behind the altar. That always tickled my fancy. And the offering box contains a good many donations from considerate members of the faith. It's all quite impressive.
...How about you, Milletian? What do you find most pleasing about the Pontiff's Court?
> Prompt: The Confessional, the Wine Cellar, or The Offering Box
Masked Temple Knight Soldier
Answer me one more thing, Milletian. have you aided the Pontiff's Court before?
Brown-Haired Temple Knight Soldier
Ah, you must be talking about the volounteers who help Corentin. I was told such services are often renderede by the more devoted members.
Masked Temple Knight Soldier
That's correct. And any faithful volounteer would surely know the hours when the court accepts charitable work.
(They seem to be asking about the hours during which one can take jobs and run errands for the Pontiff's Court. If you answer correctly, they may well believe you to be a friend to the Pontiff's Court.)
(Someone is walking this way.)
???
...
You're late. I thought perhaps something happenned to you.
You three. Have you no sense of propriety? How can you keep such an important guest waiting outside the gate? Even little children know to bring in an invited guest waiting on the doorstep.
Beret-Wearing Temple Knight Soldier
Ack..! Of all people, why did it have to be her?
Masked Temple Knight Soldier
Is that Queen Eirawen's royal escort? It was told she usually doesn't spend much time around the castle...
(The blue-haired woman looks your way as she approaches. Her polished armor adorned with the kingdom's crest and her aqua eyes that gleam no less brightly capture your full attention.)
Marleid
The Milletian, I presume?
It's a pleasure to meet you at last. My name is Marleid. I serve as the Queen's royal escort. You were unusually late in coming, so on this occasion, I've been sent to escort you.
You needn't tarry here any longer. The Queen is waiting. Please, go inside.
Brown-Haired Temple Knight Soldier
W-wait! We can't just let them through like this...
Marleid
Are you saying you intend to dispute a direct order from the Queen?
If so, I imagine the cardinal will be receiving an official letter of complaint in the near future.
(Marleid sounds rather agitated, with her voice dropping into an intimidating tone to match. You hear the Temple Knight soldiers whispering amongst themselves.)
Beret-Wearing Temple Knight Soldier
Hmph... It doesn't look like there's much we can do. We'd better let them go. This is getting complicated... We can't afford to make a scene and draw any unwanted attention.
Brown-Haired Temple Knight Soldier
It's unfortunate she came along when she did. She doesn't even officially hold the rank of Knight. Still, we can't simply ignore her. She has the Queen's ear, and that's rank enough to cause trouble.
Masked Temple Knight Soldier
Well, Corentin, we did what we could...
(The Temple Knight soldiers grumble, clearing the way for you to enter.)
Marleid
...There. That wasn't hard, now, was it?
The way the acolytes of the Pontiff's Court deal with others can be... bothersome, to say the least.
Now, if you'd please follow me to the Hanging Garden. Eirawen is waiting for you there.
(Marleid, the Royal Escort, strolls into the palace. Follow her to the Hanging Garden.)
(MISSION END)
(You finally meet Eirawen in the Hanging Gardens.)
Eirawen
(Character Name)... I'm glad to see you finally came. But then, you always do.
I have a question for you, and a favor I wish to ask of you. I also called you here to issue a formal request of you in my capacity as the ruler of the Kingdom of Aliech.
(Her eyes and her bracing posture clue you in as to how serious the matter must be.)
Eirawen
Marleid informed me you were stopped by the Temple Knights as you tried to enter the castle.
Marleid
Nothing out of the ordinary. Their intentions were flagrantly obvious, of course. Honestly, the situation would likely have resolved itself even if I hadn't intervened.
Eirawen
Is that so? Perhaps the situation wasn't as serious as I thought. I'm relieved to hear that, but--
Llywelyn
...Miss Eirawen, I urge you not to underestimate them. In this world, few things are as fiendish in their complexity as difficult to understand as the innermost thoughts and intentions of another.
Well, I'm sure you're no stranger to the particulars of human duplicity and self-aggrandizement.
Marleid
Llywelyn! You overstep your bounds. You ought to watch your tongue in the presense of Her Majesty.
Eirawen
It's fine, Marleid. You know I keep Llywelyn in close confidence because of his... unvarnished analyses of people and situations.
I'm ever in need of trustworthy people willing to give me their honest opinions on all manner of topics.
I have no shortage of servants and retainers whose purpose is to defend me, but I require insight and good counsel to chart the right path for this kingdom to take.
(As you watch her speak, her bright purple eyes land squarely on you. You feel a commanding maturity that you've never felt from her before.)
Eirawen
To lead, I require both wisdom and strength. My people should feel unafraid to offer their advice, but also respect the desicions I make. (Character Name), the reason I called you here is related to that very issue.
You may already be aware, but there are those within the castle who doggedly oppose my opinions, regardless of the stance I take.
These obstructionists refuse even to seek a middle ground with me, no matter what I say. I suspect they're worried about losing their present level of status and influence within the royal court...
Marleid
You probably have some idea, having just witnessed it yourself. Those three guarding the gate are reprentative of a larger faction at work.
Eirawen
You see, I recently received an official position to conduct an investigation of a certain incident. Or rather, incidents: a string of purported kidnappings, to be precise. Depending on what is discovered, it may turn out to be neither serious nor significant.
That said, I was advised that the citizens's faith in both the kingdom and my leadership would grow exponentially if I proved able to resolve the matter myself. On this point Sinead, Lezarro, and Arzhela were in full agreement.
But either way... there are certain voices who are against me leading the charge and exercising direct oversight of the investigation.
Frankly, nothing would please me more than to set aside this inane jockeying for power within the castle's court and focus on aiding those who have been abducted.
Llywelyn
Heh. Spoken like a true regent, Miss Eirawen. If only the other aristocrats were as clear of vision.
Marleid
Milletian. Have you heard anything of this rampant string of kidnappings that seems to be taking place all across Erinn?
At first, I thought this to be a simple string of 'missing persons' cases. However, after gathering preliminary information about the victims, it turns out that all those who were targeted possess one conspicuous factor in common.
Eirawen
...Hymerark.
Are you familiar with Hymerark, (Character Name)?
Eirawen
Just so. Now, the reason why bring up Hymerark is because, as I mentioned, all those who have been reported missing are followers of that order.
Marleid
Though they may number fewer than the worshippers of Lymilark, aiding the Order of Hymerark in their hour of need would seem a prime opportunity to sercure their support for the Royal Regime.
It would also be an excellent maneuver to keep the Pontiff's Court in check while fostering a positive view of the kingdom among the populace.
Llywelyn
And with one decisive move, Eirawen can both build and bolster her base of support, the better with which to act with an increasing degree of independence in the future.
Eirawen
A-also... ahem...
(Eirawen clears her throat, as though to steady her voice and giver her one moment more to compose her thoughts.)
Eirawen
If... the Milletian, the hero whose deeds ahve gained renown across Erinn, were to be a part of this investigation, I could scarcely ask for more.
(Character Name), do you remember what I said to you before?
I told you I would become someone worthy of the people's trust... and a better ruler.
(She seems reluctant as she recalls her words, but her eyes are filled with resolve.)
Eirawen
I wish to make a formal request of you as the Queen of Aliech. Of course, I won't ask you to shoulder this burden alone. However...
Marleid
If you agree to aid the queen in this matter, I expect results. That is... acceptable to you, yes?
(As Marleid's firm gaze seems to test your mettle, Eirawen speaks in a voice so small and slight, only you can hear her.)
Eirawen
(Character Name)... In order to keep the promise I made to you, and to better my rule for the sake of this kingdom and its people, I promised myself that I would give my utmost, no matter the size of the task before me.
I know it must seem as though I'm taking advantage of you, but... I fully intend to keep the promise I made you. You understand, right...?
(An investigation into the Order of Hymerark? If that was her request, then why would she choose to meet in the Hanging Garden instead of someplace more official?)
Llywelyn
......
By the by, Eirawen, since you've gone to all the effort of getting the Milletian involved, don't you think formal introductions are in order?
Eirawen
Ah. I was so preoccupied, it completely slipped my mind. (Character Name), allow me to introduce Llywelyn and Marleid.
Llywelyn
The pleasure is mine, I assure you. It's wonderful to finally put a face to the name behind so many daring exploits.
(You lock eyes with Llywelyn for a split second, but it's impossible to guess what he might be playing at behind his mischievous smile.)
Llywelyn
Still, I never expected I might meet the Milletian in so formal a setting! Haha.
But come, we wouldn't want our friend here to feel uncomfortable! Now, tell me, was your encounter at the castle gates your first meeting with Marleid?
Eirawen
O-oh. How silly of me, I've been so preoccupied with the matter of the Expeditionary Force that I'd completely skimmed over circumstances of your late arrival. My apologies, (Character Name).
You met Marleid when I sent her to fetch you, but she serves as my personal escort. I have on many occasions entrusted her with my safety. In fact, she is one of the finest sharpshooters to be found anywhere in the kingdom.
Marleid
Your Majesty exaggerates. I'm simply glad my skills are of use to you.
(A slight but unmistakable blush warms Marleid's face. It is obvious she and the Queen share a strong bond, built on mutual trust.)
Eirawen
And this silver-tongued scion is Llywelyn Cinnsealach, eldest son of the distinguished Cinnsealach family. His demeanor may be a bit aloof at times, but he's a trusted retainer who always provides insightful advice when I'm deliberating important decisions.
Llywelyn
Do I truly provide such cold company?
You wound me, Your Majesty. I'm merely doing whatever I'm able to help you make wise decisions, out of the boundless goodness of my heart!
I will, however, take 'silver-tongued' as a compliment.
Marleid
...
Llywelyn
Tsk tsk, Miss Marleid. Such incredulity in your gaze! Turn that pouty frown upside down, for Miss Eirawen's sake!
Eirawen
...Hah. As you can see, he and Marleid are sometimes at odds in personality, but I can trust both of them with my innermost thoughts.
Marleid
Your Majesty, I think that will suffice for introductions. The sooner we move to investigate the events surrounding the Order of Hymerark, the better.
Eirawen
Indeed. (Character Name), I plan to give my personal attention to the case of the missing followers of Hymerark, and am planning to dispatch an Expeditionary Force to see to the matter forthwith.
Sinead is positively champing at the bit to announce the force's mobilization to the whole kingdom.
Llywelyn
That's to be expected, considering its objective. The kimgdom is extending direct aid to the Order of Hymerark, a minority group that seems to exist on the periphery of mainstream society.
I can think of few stronger ways to send the message, loud and clear, that the kingdom is invested in the concerns of its people.
Marleid
True. Bur as Your Highness mentioned earlier. there's a particular faction that stands opposed to you at every turn, regardless of the issue at hand.
As things stand, I have my doubts that we could deploy an Expeditionary Force without blowback from them. Before we make an official proclamation, we need to take measures to ward off any anticipated interference.
Eirawen
Unless we provide sufficien deterrent, the forces of the Pontiff's Court will continue to hinder us at every turn.
*sigh* I have considered a number of options since I received this request, but none of them has been especially good.
Marleid
Seeing as they tried to stop the Milletian from entering the castle to meet with you earlier, I'd wager they're growing nervous. This is excactly when we ought to make a push and secure our advantage.
Llywelyn
...If that's how things stand, our options are limited.
Hmm. All right. Let's bribe them. Money talks, as you well know.
(Llywelyn grins, tousling his wavy hair.)
Llywelyn
Miss Eirawen, Miss Marleid, you've surely not forgotten that, even in my advisory capacity, I do stop somewhere short of wholehearted advocacy for the Royal Regime?
Eirawen
...Yes, I'm well aware of that. That is partially why I consult with you as an advisor: you provide a point of view that is both neutral and intelligent. That is not so common a thing to find as one might hope.
Marleid
Hmm. I see. So you think it would be prudent to pursue that course of action. *sigh* I admit, it's a gambit worthy of House Cinnsealach. I can only hope I never have to face you as an enemy.
What you're getting at is that the Queen ought to preemptively reach out to you and the other moderate nobles as well as the intractable members of the Pontiff's Court?
Llywelyn
A gold star for you, Miss Marleid. Remember what I said earlier: few things are as difficult to understand as the innermost thoughts and intentions of another.
A large part of the reason for that is because thoughts and emotions constantly fluctuate. In other words... setting aside zealots and other hard-liners, most people don't possess strong opinions on the majority of issues, and can be swayed with fairly trivial amounts of effort.
Personally, I despise such gormless, suggestible simpletons, but that mental malleability is the very quality we can lean on to resolve this problem.
Eirawen
Then we should convince the aristocrats ahead of time, before I announce my intention to deploy the Expeditionary Force?
Marleid
Yes. If all goes well, we should be able to dispatch the Expeditionary Force with little to no resistance. I believe the core of Llywelyn's plan is to plant in the minds of the nobility the belief that this holds some benefit for them as well, or, if they prove intractable, to make it worth their while to remain silent on the matter.
Eirawen
In other words, I can't be the one doing the convincing, then?
Llywelyn
Correct. You must be perceived as being removed from the debate. There's also your authority as a monarch to consider. At its most effective, manipulation achieves the ends you desire without having to sully your own hands.
(Llywelyn stares at you, the glimmer in his eyes dancing like sunlight through a crystal. Before you know it, Marleid is standing right beside you.)
Marleid
Your Majesty. Please leave this task to me, Llywelyn, and the Milletian.
You are the kingdom's symbol of authority. At the banquet, you need only stand before the people and confidently share the exact same plan you had in mind from the beginning.
Before then, we will convince a sufficient number of aristocrats to join in support of the idea, so that the Expeditionary Force can be dispatched to investigate this matter without issue.
Llywelyn
What's this? Are you sneakily roping me into this little venture, Miss Marleid?
Marleid
It IS your plan. Don't tell me you're getting cold feet now.
Llywelyn
...
Well... all right. Since we do ahve our new friend the Milletian here with us, I suppose there's some enjoyment to be had from it.
Eirawen
Hmm... very well, then. I leave matters in your capable hands. Marleid and Llywelyn. And yours as well, (Character Name).
Marleid
Understood, Your Highness. We won't let you down.
Llywelyn
Heehee. Good, good. Well then, we ought to be on our way as well. There's much we need to accomplish and a short time in which to do so.
(Llywelyn flashes his broad smile once more, slowly withdrawing toward the Great Hall with Marleid. You should follow them.)
(A number of well-heeled nobles exchange subtle glances and idle conversation in the Great Hall as they wait for the banquet to begin.)
Marleid
Can you feel the tension in the room? You could almost cut it with a knife.
And to think, Eirawen has to deal with this every day. It's ridiculous and stifling, if you ask me.
This hall is fulled brim-full of false smiles and threadbare pretenses. Everyone is looking out only for his or her own best interests.
To be candid, I can't stand them.
Llywelyn
You'll get no argument from me. Prolonged exposure to such pettiness wearies both body and soul.
Marleid
I'm surprised we're in agreement, given your own status as a nobleman.
I've seen you at gatherings like these, and you seem entirely at home. One might easily get the impression you enjoy the trappings of high society.
Llywelyn
It can prove a source of amusement, certainly.
However, it's not something I seek out. It's tiresome and unrewarding.
Marleid
But for Her Majesty's sake, we must convince these people to lend their support to her idea in any way we can.
Milletian, here's how things stand. Eirawen wishes to dispatch an official Expeditionary Force to investigate the strange disappearances of Hymerark followers, and she intends to announce you as its leader.
I understand that may come as a surprise to you, but she confided all the particulars of her plan to me.
She told me that she has complete faith and trust in you, (Character Name). She even went as far as to liken you to the morning star, shining brightly against the darkened veil of the sky, if you'll believe that.
(A fleeting smile plays upon Marleid's lips.)
Marleid
...
She truly believes you capable of nearly anything. And, as her subject, confidant, and friend, I must do my utmost to support you.
Now, let us make the rounds and see what these stiff-necked aristocrats have to say.
Although most seem to have gone to enjoy music and dancing, it seems those still biding their time here in the hall are waiting. The question is... for what?
Llywelyn
It's plain there's something they're after. Something important enough that it outweighs their usual tittering on the sidelines of the ballroom.
Whatever matter weighs upon them, it's in this very room that they're seeking the solution. But there's only so much conjecture can tell us. I think we'll soon piece it together if we talk to each of them.
Marleid
Llywelyn and I will help convince any who doubt your abilities.
(Talk to the aristocrats in the Great Hall and guide them to a favorable opinion of Eirawen. It's likely that in the course of your conversations, you'll learn what each of them wants.)
Behind the Facade
We must convince both the centrist nobles and the supporters of the Pontiff's Court of the wisdom of the Queen's plan before the banquet. -Llywelyn
(Note: The NPCs are numbered according to the Guide picture:)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 1
H-hello! This is actually the first time I've been to the Royal Castle. I'm a little nervous, honestly, but I'll not let that stop me!
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 1
Uh... to be honest, my governess got this box of cookies for me before I came to the castle, but I haven't eaten a single one. My stomach is simply too tied in knots to even think about snacks right now.
(He seems to be extremely nervous.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 1
Umm... You're the famous Milletian, aren't you? Then I implore you, please enjoy these in my stead. At least then, I'll know they're not going to waste. Urk...
(You receive a box full of delicious cookies. Keep an eye out for someone who enjoys sweets.)
Centrist Aristocrat 2
*huff* *puff* Coaches may be nice, *pant* but they're not for me. I ran the entire way to the Royal Castle. Naturally, *pant* I'm a bit tired after that.
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Centrist Aristocrat 2
I've been neglecting my training lately, and my sore muscles bear witness to my lack of discipline. I only ran from Taillteann to the Royal Castle, and yet look how out of breath I am!
After tonight's feast, I shall strenghten my resolve and apply myself with renewed vigor!
(At that moment, his stomach rumbles very audibly.)
Centrist Aristocrat 2
...Oh dear. My stomach is ready for the banquet, but the food is still hours away!
(You feel a bit sorry for the man, whose stomach seems to rumble so loudly it sounds as though he's passing gas.)
(Perhaps this nobleman would appreciate the cookie set you received from the Royal Regime Supporter.)
Centrist Aristocrat 2
Hark! What sweet scent fills my nostrils? It appears to be cookies prepared with love; a scrumptious feast unto themselves! I'd heard rumors, Milletian, but it seems you truly are as generous as people say! Hahahaha!
(The aristocrat snatches fistfuls of cookies from the box and with the ravenous speed of a starving animal begins stuffing them into his mouth.)
Centrist Aristocrat 2
Whew! That certainly hit the spot! How embarassing it would've been were I to have collapsed from hunger in front of everyone! Those cookies should tide me over until the banquet without any problem.
You stand in favor of the initiative Eirawen plans to unveil tonight, correct? Say no more, friend. You can be sure I won't forget the kindness you've shown!
(You hand over the delicious cookie box, even though it has been thoroughly emptied of its contents... A full belly makes an agreeable person, and it seems like you can count on this noble to support Eirawen's Expeditionary Force initiative when she announces it later.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 3
Ah, you must be the Milletian. Will you be attending this evening's royal banquet? You will? Then we shall all dine in good company.
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 3
You may be interested in a certain book that has recently come into my possession...
(He calmly draws a thick, worn book from within his robe and hands it to you.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 3
This ledger was given to me by a source I consider trustworthy. It seems that someone within the Pontiff's Court has been engaging in some... shall we say, 'suspect' trade dealings. And as you can see, the list of individuals named hereing is large indeed. Were any political opponents to get their hands on it... Well, I'm sure you can imagine what might happen.
I'm sure that its owner has by now realized they have 'misplaced' it. As long as they remain quiet and peacable at tonight's banquet, I may just forget I ever saw this ledger. Memory is such a capricious thing, isn't it, my dear Milletian? Hahaha. Here, why don't you hold onto it for now? You can give my regards to its owner, should your paths cross.
(You've been given a Suspicious Ledger. You should look for someone whose opinion might be swayed by it.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 4
Teehee. Let's see if I can establish some new connections at this banquet.
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 4
You're the famous Milletian, aren't you? Might you happen to know...
...Oh, never mind. There's no reason you would know about it. My apologies. Pay me no mind.
(You show her the suspicious ledger the Royal Regime Supporter handed to you.)
(Upon seeing the ledger, the woman's eyes grow as large as saucers.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 4
H-how? Where did you come by this? You didn't... look inside, did you?
NOw, did you speak to anyone about it? You haven't shown it to Eirawen or Sinead, right? No... I don't suppose you could have, what with it being lost. Never mind that; I suppose it's of little importance where or how you got it. I must insist, however, that you give it back to me.
(At that moment, Llywelyn sidles up beside you, seeming to appear from out of nowhere.)
Llywelyn
Ah, there you are, (Character Name). It looks like you're having a delightful conversation here, but there's something I needed to...
...Oh? What's that you have there? It seems to be some sort of accounting book. Do you bring such... delightful conversation pieces to ALL the parties you attend?
Heehee. Is this how you keep track of all the people you've promised to do quests for? ...Ah! How silly of me. This must actually belong to the lovely lady you're speaking with.
(Llywelyn plucks the ledger from your hands and flips through it in a flurry of pages.)
Llywelyn
Mmm... Fascinating.
I see, So these are the sorts you do business with? Those of our station must ever be mindful of those with whom we associate, for we are often judged according to the friends we keep.
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 4
Ugh...
Llywelyn
Haha. How very unexpected! Word travels exceedingly quickly among nobles, as you well know. If even one gossip-monger were to catch wind of this...
Well, I daresay there would be enough grist for the rumor mill to grind down anyone's reputation. It would make for quite the spectacle, wouldn't it, (Character Name)?
(You nod your head, going along with Llywelyn's artfully underhanded application of social pressure.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 4
Have a heart, Llywelyn! I beg of you, please, keep that ledger and its contents a secret.
Wh-what is it you're after in return? Not money, surely. Given that you're with the Milletian, I can only surmise you must be taking Eirawen's side on her current initiative...
Ugh... Fine, fine, I yield. I shall stay my tongue during the banquet. I pity Corentin, but I have little choice if I wish to preserve my own standing. But in return, you must return that ledger to me. If its contents were to become public knowledge, my family would be utterly disgraced. And also possibly run afoul of the law.
(You hand over the suspicious ledger. You're pretty sure this noblewoman won't express any objections when the Queen announces her formation of a new Expeditionary Force.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 5
Oh my, you must be the famous Milletian. I heard Her Majesty Eirawen has an important announcement to make later. You must be here to support her.
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 5
For some reason, I feel like I can speak freely with you. You see, there's someone I love dearly, with all my heart. But because his family and mine are at odds, we are doomed to remain apart. For you see, unlike me, his family are staunch supporters of the Pontiff's Court.
Our love for one another is as deep as the sea. Do you know the pain of having your lover be so near, yet being unable to embrace them? We're so close, and yet we're forced to pass each other in these halls like strangers. Something tells me you can sympathize.
Could you perhaps give this handkerchief to my love? It will be our signal to meet secretly after Her Majesty Eirawen's banquet. You will know him by his short blond hair, his handsome navy suit, and the conspicuous sparkle of his favorite ring.
(You receive a fancy handkerchief. You should look around for a man matching the description she gave you.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 6
What do you want, Milletian?
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
(Might the handkerchief given to you by the young woman whose family supports the Royal Regime be intended for this young man? You cough several times to get his attention, surreptitiously directing his attention to the handkerchief in your hand.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 6
...!
(The young nobleman softly gasps, and for the briefest of moments, you see a look of not-unwelcome surprise upon his face.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 6
Wh-where did you get that? Were you perchance asked to...?
I see. So you come bearing a message from my lady love.
(He takes the handkerchief and carefully tucks it into the breast pocket of his coat.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 6
My thanks to you. Knowing I would be unable to meet with her today, even with her so near, had been weighing deeply upon my heart. Ah, to be so close, and yet be worlds apart...
'Tis a regrettable situation, but I must exercise the utmost caution, for my family has many eyes and ears among the nobility, and it would not do for them to learn of my forbidden romance. Please, send my regards to my love. Out of my devotion to her, I shall abstain from any commentary of a political nature during the banquet.
(You hand the young nobleman the fancy handkerchief. It's very unlikely he'll voice any opposition to the Expeditionary Force now.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 5
Ah, you've returned! And glad I am for your tidings. You were able to pass my gift to him without anyone being the wiser. Even I could not tell when it happened, but I can see it in his eyes.
> On-screen message: Received Luxurious Fragrance.
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 5
I'd like you to have this, as a small token of my appreciation. It's avery exclusive, very expensive perfume that was purchased from an overseas merchant.
Wonderful as it is, I just didn't feel like the scent was a good fit for me. A bold, robust perfume like this needs to be worn by someone whose passion and gusto it would perfectly accentuate. Heehee.
(You think you've said enough. She smiles softly, nodding almost imperceptibly to the man standing nearby.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 7
This palace is made more beautiful by my presence, would you not agree? Ohohoho. What other place is more suited to my class? My noble lineage? My elegance? And if those of the Royal Regime would take issue with my words? Let them, I say. Hoho!
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
(She seems like someone who would appreciate the bottle of perfume given to you by the Royal Regime-supporting noblewoman. Not entirely sure how to surreptitiously show off a perfume, you flash, a coy smile and hold up the bottle.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 7
Oh my! May I sample this fragrance?
(She leans in close to you and wafts the scent toward her face with her hand.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 7
This is extraordinary! I can honestly say I've bever smelled anything quite like it before. It's bold - spicy, even - yet manages to maintain its elegance. It's simply perfect for me. I must have it!
Ohoho. And you're willing to give it to me? My, my. You're the Milletian, are you not? Corentin did mention you might attend the banquet. And to lavish such a luxurious gift on me... I think I have some idea why that might be. You've caught me in a bit of a quandrary.
I simply cannot help myself. I need this fragrance! If I let it pass be by, who knows if I'll ever encounter its like again? Well... if it's just this once, I think we can see eye to eye. And to show my sincere thanks for such a wonderful gift, I want you to have this bouquet of flowers, gathered from my garden this very morning.
(You give her the Luxurious Fragrance and, in thanks, receive and Elegant Flower Bouquet. She seems very pleased with the perfume, and is unlikely to raise much opposition when the announcement of the Expeditionary Force's deployment is made later.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 8
Woooow! Look at all the beautiful people around us! Such elegance! Such class! Ah, excuse me. Aren't you that famous Milletian? You ARE? Goodness, you've got quite the sense of style!
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 8
I spent half a day trying to look my very best before comeing here, you know. But once I arrived, I felt I was missing a certain something...
I suppose I should have smuggled in a few extra accessories under this dress after all. If only I had something that would accentuate this nearly flawless ensemble...
(She might like the bouquet of flowers you received earlier. You hand over the Elegant Flower Bouquet.)
Royal Regime-Supporting Aristocrat 8
Oh, goodness me... this is it! The missing piece that completes my look! I'd heard you were a fierce fighter, but it turns out you've also got a great eye for fashion. I guess it's all in a day's work for the famous Milletian.
The genius of it is, it's not over-dramatic, but neither it is too simple. It's exactly the accent I was looking for. Teehee. Please, I'd like you to take this in return. My grandfather wrote this book on combat, and I've heard it's become quite popular among squires who aspire to knighthood.
I figured you might enjoy it, since you help Her Majesty out so much, you're like an honorary knight already. I hope it serves you well, Milletian!
(You give away the Elegant Flower Bouquet and receive a [Making the Cut] Field Handbook for aspiring knights. You should look for someone who seems like they might enjoy this useful volume.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 9
Curse those supporters of the Royal Regime... I'll put an end to their machinations if it's the last thing I do.
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 9
Ah. As I observed the crowd milling about earlier, I could almost swear I saw my old friend's granddaughter here. It made me think of old times long past. He and I were so close once, back before we had to go our seprarate ways...
(You show him the field handbook you received earlier from the noblewoman whom you gave the bouquet.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 9
Ho, what have we here?
Ah, now this brings back memories. As young men, the author of this book and I were as close as friends could be. Alas... society had other plans, and we had no choice but to turn our backs on each other. Such were the times. But I still consider him perhaps the most precious friend I've ever had.
When I see this book he poured his heart and soul into, passing his knowledge on to future generations, how it makes me long for those bygone days...
Thank you, Milletian, for this unexpected surprise. So many years have passed, but I can still recall those times as though they were yesterday.
...Out of respect for him, and for you, I shall look the other way just this once, in regard to the Queen's initiative. But remember, there shall be no 'next time'! Now, I believe I shall head to the ballroom shortly to continue my reminiscence...
(You hand over the [Making the Cut] Field Handbook. This aristocrat now seems unlikely to voice his dissent when the Queen announces the deployment of the Expeditionary Force.)
Pontiff's Court Aristocrat 9
It's been a while since I've been in such a charitable mood. Here... let me give you this. It's a rare large mandrake. You may not know, but mandrake is quite sought after as a cure-all, especially among the elderly. Take it, with my thanks.
Centrist Aristocrat 10
I heard there is to be an announcement of some importance made at tonight's banquet. Rumors suggest that it has something to do with a string of incidents involving the Order of Hymerark.
(You attempt to engage in conversation.)
Centrist Aristocrat 10
Ah, it's you, Milletian. If you are in attendance tonight, I take that to mean that Eirawen has finally made up her mind. Still, I must confess, my heart and mind are rather absent for tonight's festivities, for my father has been taken gravely ill and is confined to his bed.
(The aristocrat sighs, hanging her head.)
Centrist Aristocrat 10
At first, I thought it little more than a minor cold, but it has gotten progressively worse with time. I'm worried for him. He's quite advanced in age, you see...
(It sounds like she could really use the mandrake you received from the Pontiff's Court nobleman earlier.)
(You hand over the Rare Mandrake.)
Centrist Aristocrat 10
Wh-what is this you have here? Might I inspect it?
Wait, I know this herb. By all indications, this is a mandrake, but it's extremely rare for them to grow to this size. Consuming an extract made of emulsified mandrake root is known to greatly bolster one's consitution...
... Could it be that you're actually giving this to me? Just like that? I can scarcely believe it. I never thought to find real generosity at a gathering of nobles. I will return to the manor this very hour and prepare this mandrake for my father.
It speaks well of Queen Eirawen that she would surround herself with those of a kind and just disposition. I shall return in time for the banquet, and when the Queen puts forth her proposition, you can rest assured she will have my full support. I really can't thank you enough.
(You hand over the rare mandrake. This noblewoman now seems keen to lend her support to Eirawen when the Queen announces the deployment of the Expeditionary Force at the banquet.)
The Will of the Kingdom
Llywelyn
Well? What did you think? I must admit, I'm very curious to hear your impression of 'high society.'
Marleid
Are you really, Llywelyn? Because I know tired when I see it, and the Milletian looks positively beat. Or do you just enjoy asking questions to which you already know the answer?
Llywelyn
That depends entirely on the question, my dear Marleid. But at the least, our success is something to celebrate. Between the three of us, we managed to win over many nobles, and gently twist the arm of quite a few we couldn't bring around to our point of view. You know, (Character Name), you might actually have the aptitude for this line of work.
> Prompt: Reply that you never want to do this again or Smile and nod
Marleid
In any case, time just seemed to fly by, didn't it? The banquet ought to be getting underway right about...
(As though to punctuate Marleid's thoughts, loud horns can be heard from somewhere nearby, trumpeting a fanfare.)
Llywelyn
Ah That would be the banquet in question. Let's make our way over, shall we? Eirawen will be expecting us.
I look forward to seeing what those we convinced here will do.
(The nobles in the Great Hall seem to be making a good deal of noise and chatter as they prepare to move to the Ballroom.)
Llywelyn
We ought to head over now if we don't wish to appear 'fashionably late.' I just hope our efforts bear fruit.
At any rate... shall we make our way there, (Character Name)?
> Prompt: Go to the Ballroom or Not just yet...
> Go to the Ballroom (Enter Mission)
Shadow Mission: Price of Honor
(You enter the Ballroom.)
(The banquet held to announce the deployment of the Expeditionary Force is filled with nobles and other high-ranking figures from across the kingdom, some of whom you recognize from earlier.)
(Go to where Eirawen is waiting.)
(You go to the center of the ballroom.)
Royal Regime Aristocrat
Look! The Milletian has joined us tonight!
Temple Knight Soldier
It seems the Milletian came after all...
Centrist Aristocrat
Then it must be true... Queen Eirawen has recruited the Milletian.
To go to such lengths to aid those poor people... What a caring and generous soul she is!
Lezarro
Come, let us hear what the Queen has to say.
Sinead
Ladies and gentlemen, allow me to convey my gratitude to each of you for coming tonight. I know that all in this room are men and women of distinction, and that you each have the demanding schedules to prove it, but know that the gift of your presence has made this truly a feast fit for kings.
As many of you are aware, a concerning series of mysterious abductions has recently come to our attention, with reports coming in from all across the kingdom.
No small number of citizens have already been reported missing, which alone would be cause for concern, but preliminary investigations ahve also revealed certain... commonalities in every instance.
Royal Regime Aristocrat
So there IS merit to the rumors that all the victims taken were members of that religion!
Pontiff Supporter
Tch... But why make such a show of it? Is the matter truly so serious that it's necessary to dispatch an Expeditionary Force?
(The murmuring at the banquet grows louder as the nobles talk amongst themselves.)
Sinead
Ahem. If you could please keep your conversations to a minimum during this address...
Eirawen
...
Silence, all of you!
(A voice, clear and high-pitched yet stern, echoes throughout the ballroom.)
Eirawen
...Allow me to direct your attention to the young man standing to my left. He has traveled far to reach the capital, risking the perils of the road alone to seek aid in his hour of great need.
(As you look to where Eirawen gestured, you're surprised to discover a familiar face.)
Piran
......!
(He seems a bit shocked to see you there.)
Eirawen
This young man has watched as family, friends, and neighbors have suffered, targeted because of their status as minorities.
I can still recall my inauguration as though it were yesterday...
Though we humans, giants, and elves are of different backgrounds and cultures, we stood united and defeated the deceitful Lugh Lavada, bringing light back to this fair kingdom!
(You see the glint of tempered passion in her eyes; her words calm and reassuring, her poise unshakable.)
Eirawen
Our kingdom is a place where all can live, love, and strive as one. From where one hails is of little consequence - in truth, it is in such diversity that we find the asnwers to many of the challenges we face.
Had we turned our backs to those in pain; had we cowered behind these walls, sure of our own safety, the Kingdom of Aliech as we know it today would not exist.
Therefore, I stand before you this evening to announce that I have ordered the assembly and subsequent deployment of an Expeditionary Force commanding them to seek the truth behind these despicable acts. I shall not allow my people to be held in fear's tormenting grasp.
To that end, I have appointed an individual of outstanding caliber to lead this expedition: (Character Name), the renowned Milletian of Erinn. Under their command, those who have caused such suffering shall surely be brought to justice.
(Applause and whistles are heard.)
Royal Regime Aristocrat
*gasp* The Milletian is with us?!
Centrist Aristocrat
Queen Eirawen is amazing...
I had thought her still a small, fragile girl, but the confidence she is showing tonight is something else entirely. When did she grow up to be such a great queen?
Corentin
A-ahem.
(Someone coughs loudly, audible over the low din of the ballroom.)
(At the same time, you hear someone else shout, trying to be heard above the crowd.)
Temple Knight Soldier
Utter nonsense! This is manifestly unfair!
Llywelyn
You think so? Might I inquire as to your reasoning?
Temple Knight Soldier
W-well... Is it truly necessary to put the resources of the entire kingdom behind a venture like this?
Would it not be better to send a few mercenaries? It seems to be almost a misappropriation of funds to send an Expeditionary Force, to say nothing of a lavish party like this held largely to announce its deployment.
Lezarro
Now, now. You ought to be more mindful how you speak before your Queen.
Corentin
I cannot say that I don't share her concerns.
On this matter, I stand in agreement with the cardinal. I don't think this scattered series of incidents is a matter serious enough to warrant such a response.
(For a brief moment, Corentin's cold gaze glashes in Piran's direction.)
Temple Knight Soldier
That's right! How do we know these aren't just some stories concocted by the Order of Hymerark to garner sympathy among the court and expand their influence?
Piran
N-no! That's completely untrue! We would never...
So many have been hurt already, and even more are still missing - and those numbers continue to grow by the day. There is scarcely a family among us who has been untouched by these kidnappings. We need your help now, more than ever!
Sinead
Silence, please. And try to mind your manners. You're in the Royal Castle.
Eirawen
(I cannot believe how low they'll stoop...)
Llywelyn
Eirawen?
Eirawen
While I appreciate your candor, it betrays an unfortunate lack of understanding.
Marleid
...Your Majesty?
Eirawen
Would you be so kind as to refresh my memory, Corentin? What is the core doctrine of the Order of Lymilark?
Corentin
It is... to practive love toward one another.
Eirawen
Mm, yes. I remember reading something like that in the scriptures when I was little. Let's see... how did it go again?
For greater is he who fosters reconciliation and understanding over argument; who abides in tolerance and loving-kindness rather than...
Hmm. It's right at the tip of my tongue...
Llywelyn
...nursing a jealous and quarrelsome heart. So it is written.
Eirawen
Ah, yes. That was indeed the verse I was thinking of. Thank you, Llywelyn.
(Eirawen smiles for a brief moment, then directs her attention toward the opposing Temple Knight Soldiers with a stony countenance and the mien of a true regent.)
Eirawen
You have told me, in no uncertain terms, that you believe the Order of Hymerark has orchestrated these kidnappings themselves to expand their influence. That is your position, yes?
Temple Knight Soldier
Th-that's... Your Majesty. Please, listen! That's not what I meant to say...
Eirawen
Think about what you're actually saying. Do you think Lymilark would disapprove of sending an Expeditionary Force on a mission of mercy?
Setting aside matters of gods and religion, tell me: what do you find objectionable about helping people in need?
I'm not assembling an Expeditionary Force to curry some imagined favor with Hymerark. I'm doing it to protect the people of this kingdom.
...Would you not call that a sincere act of love?
(Eirawen points directly at one of the aristocrats looking at her for emphasis.)
Pontiff Supporter
Oh, Your Majesty... Th-that's...
Wem, well... It's rather...
I-it is indeed. By sending an Expeditionary Force, we'll be able to tend to the neds of a great number of those who are hurting.
Temple Knight Soldier
Wait, what are you saying...?
Royal Regime Aristocrat
A toast to Queen Eirawen! And three cheers for the Aliech Expeditionary Force!
Royal Regime Aristocrat
Hurrah! Hurrah!
(The cheers of support and general approval continue on for some time.)
Llywelyn
Can we take this as an indication that none here stand in opposition to the creation of this Expeditionary Force or the mission with which it is to be tasked?
Corentin
...
Pencast
You shall find no objections from the Order of Lymilark, Your Majesty.
Of late, I myself have been troubled by a sense of ill omen...
This old man has no reason to object if, through the actions of the Expeditionary Force, the light of Lymilark will have opportunities to spread even further abroad.
Corentin
If that is the cardinal's will, I have nothing further to say on the matter.
(Corentin doesn't seem pleased with the turn things have taken, but nods her assent, eyes closed.)
Sinead
Excellent. It is settled, then. Your Majesty, have you any more to say?
Eirawen
I do not, except this: as soon as this banquet has concluded, the Expeditionary Force shall depart on its mission.
Sinead
It shall be noted. Ladies and gentlemen, you may resume your feasting and merriment, for tonight is a night of celebration.
Lezarro
Blessings be to all gathered here, and traveling mercies for our Expeditionary Force.
(MISSION END)
(Eirawen, cheeks slightly flushed, fans herself with her hand.)
Eirawen
Phew... That was really quite nerve-racking. It's the first time I've really put the royal foot down like that.
I was pleased to see it went better than I had expected, thanks to (Character Name)'s commendable efforts to gain the favor of the nobles.
Sure, there was a bit of an uproar in the middle, but overall, I cannot argue with the results.
Marleid
I didn't think they'd oppose you so brazenly like that.
But you kept a cool head and took command of the situation. Watching you shut them down made my heart swell with pride.
Piran
You were... magnificent, Your Majesty. I'm so glad I took the risk of setting out for Tara.
Llywelyn
You revealed a new facet of yourself tonight. Much moreso than in th epast, your resolve was on full display, and your choice recollection of the scriptures put their hypocrisy on full display before everyone.
Those with close ties to the Pontiff's Court will no doubt find it more challenging now to raise their voices in opposition.
Eirawen
...Um... Y-yes... A-ahem.
(Eirawen tries - with limited success - to hide her blushing embarassment at receiving genuine praise by coughing and pretending to clear her throat.)
Eirawen
(Character Name), much of tonight's success I owe to you. Many who might have doubted my decision readily acquiesced after hearing that the famous Milletian was partnering with me in this endeavor.
Furthermore... the effects of your efforts to drum up positive public opinion cannot be overstated.
I completely understand if, in your eyues, it seemed as though I was using your renown in a calculated bid to garner support...
> Prompt: Feign surprise or It WAS kind of manipulative... or I am used to it by now.
Marleid
Erm... Well, the truth is, rulers seldom appoint specific people to solve cases like this. Those matters are usually handled by other administrators.
This is actually a great honor; a sign our outstanding merit and trustworthiness has been recognized by the ruler of the kingdom.
Piran
B-but... You'd be hard-pressed to find anyone in Erinn who hasn't at least heard of the Milletian.
Marleid
...Just so. But this appointment puts real stock in the Milletian's abilities, rather than the vague rumors of a hero roaming the countryside doing good deeds that much of the citizenry is probably familiar with.
(Marleid faintly but clearly glares at Piran.)
Piran
Oh... um, yes...
Llywelyn
If the two of you are quite finished acting like children, you're free to rejoin the adults' circle any time. Do try to remember you're in the presence of Her Majesty Queen Eirawen.
Eirawen
Come, come. The two of you will be traveling partners in the days ahead, so it's in your own interest to maintain good relations. Ultimately, though, it's true that I asked this favor of (Character Name).
(Character Name), it is precisely because you are someone I acknowledge and respect that I wished to appoint you as the captain of the Expeditionary Force. Under more normal circumstances, I'd award you a formal title in recognition of your tireless efforts and you would receive the Cardinal's blessing before a great audience...
Marleid
But with things the way they are, it's simply not possible right now. The Pontiff's Court and their followers are more contentious than ever, and we have no way to reliably discourage their behavior.
Piran
I-I'm sorry. So much of the contention is because I'm a follower of the Order of Hymerark... I would never trouble you all so, were it not for the fact that our community of believers is truly in dire straits.
Not long ago, I was attending one of our order's regular gatherings, and it was at that meeting that I first learned of the terrible fate that had already befallen so many of us. *sniffle*
Eirawen
When I read your petition, a number of the particulars immediately leapt out at me as being highly suspicious. But even beyond that, I cannot turn a blind eye to a people suffering such grievous harm.
That is partly why I thought it critically important to dispatch an Expeditionary Force without delay and begin a full investigation.
Whatever rumors may arise and spread within the Royal Castle or the court as a result of my actions are my responsability, not yours, and I shall do whatever it takes to quell them.
I-it may not seem like it, but I'm really trying to give this my all. You saw earlier during the banquet, right? I'm no longer a princess who must hide behind others. I want to be a Queen who leads with confidence.
The people of Aliech are what I value most.
That's why, as their regent, I would like to ask... Or rather, to command you in good faith, (Character Name), to investigate these worrisome incidents surrounding the Order of Hymerark, and to bring a resolution to them.
(You can feel the unwavering resolve in the petite monarch's firm voice and violet eyes.)
(Piran gawks at you, half bewildered, through his tousled russet locks.)
Piran
I must confess, (Character Name), I had no clue what was happening back in the ballroom. It all went very over my head.
To be honest, it's a bit scary being somewhere with so many strangers. It certainly didn't help that those people from the Pontiff's Court and the Order of Lymilark kept glaring at me. It wasn't the friendliest of receptions, is what I'm getting at.
But then I saw you enter the room, (Character Name), and I thought I must be dreaming.
It seemed almost too incredible of a coincidense. My rescuer, my guide who helped me reach Tara safely, was right there in that very room!
I'm... rather shy and easily frightened, as you've probably guessed by now, and not terribly sharp at times. I have the tendancy to get lost, too, which you've seen personally.
But regardless of how difficult the effort may be, I can't simply stand idle and watch my friends, family, and other followers suffer these terrible things that have befallen us any longer.
I knew if we were to survive, I MUST act, no matter how difficult it would be. I needed to find someone who could help us...
Ack... Look at me here, talking your ear off. I tend to get a bit carried away and babble on.
...You know, everything that's happened reminded me of a verse from the Hymerark scriptuires. 'Stay not thy hand from taking action; close not thy mind to possibility.'
I know I may be lacking in many respects, but I mustered up every last drop of courage to make the trek here. That's how I came to meet you, (Character Name). And to think, now I'll be traveling with you as part of the Expeditionary Force.
At the very least, I'll try not to slow everyone else down. I'm always willing to talk with any followers of Hymerark we meet to see if they have any clues they could share, or take on any number of odd jobs to help everyone out.
I want to be useful. You know... really pull my weight. I'm serious about this, and I don't plan to be a liability.
I don't know how long we'll be traveling together, (Character Name), but for as long as we do, I'm looking forward to giving each day my all, side by side with you!
Marleid
I want to thank you again for agreeing to Her Majesty's request.
(Marleid bows deeply before you.)
> Prompt: You are a Knight who guards Eirawen?
Marleid
*sigh* A Knight, huh...?
(Marleid's expression becomes slightly downcast.)
Marleid
I'm... not a Knight. Not in any official capacity, anyway.
I never served as a squire or cadet, and never went through any of the standard training Knights typically do. I'm not even particularly skilled in swordplay.
But rare is the mark who's able to escape the bolts from my bow. I twas a great honor to be recognized for my skill by Her Majesty.
That's how I became part of the Royal Guard, though I still wonder some days if I truly deserve it. 'Royal Guard' sounds like a rather lofty title, but my primary duty is to deal with those who would try to assasinate Eirawen. And gladly would I do it- everything I have is thanks to her.
Since Her Majesty had no choice but to send someone important to her, she requested that I aid you in whatever way I am able.
I don't like to leave Her Majesty's side, but...
...
It heartens me to know that she places that much faith in me, and I know that helping you is the best way to help her.
I look forward to working with you, Milletian. You can depend on me to watch your back. I'll do my best to remove minor distractions so you can focus on the big things that may come our way.
Llywelyn
Did you have a chance to discuss things with the others? For the present, I'll be remaining here in the Royal Castle providing support for Sinead and Eirawen in matters concerning the Expeditionary Force.
...What, were you expecting me to join you? I'm not exactly the most imposing physical specimen. And of course, there's also the issue of my prolonged absence from the circles of high society. That being the case, I'll be using this time to re-integrate myself with the nobility's movers and shakers.
You already have your own burden to bear... There's no need to add more weight to it, is there?
> Prompt: A burden...?
(Llywelyn flashes his enigmatic smile, looking squarely at you. His eyes narrow when the others take notice of it.)
Piran
O-oh...
I'm really sorry.
Marleid
Come, there's no need to apologize. Just acknowledge it and move on.
Llywelyn, you really need to learn to keep that tongue of yours in check.
Llywelyn
My apologies; it just comes naturally to me. Still, this is one of those things that's so plainly apparent that it ruuns the risk of being glossed over. And so I admonish you: do not gloss over it.
We've managed to overcome the first hurdle, getting broad approval for the deployment of an Expeditionary Force, but never forget that many are even now suffering because of these incidents.
In order to take any sort of decisive action, we need information. Once we find out who is doing this, and why, we can stop them before they're able to harm anyone else.
Marleid
I think a good place to start would be to find those victims who managed to escape and listen to what they have to tell us. I'm sure that, as we hear their stories, common elements will emerge.
For example, we may discover a common motive of hatred toward the Order of Hymerark.
Piran
That's impossible! The members of our church are all such nice people!
Llywelyn
...People's feelings toward one another are quite subjective.
Relations are all relative to one's perspective. Someone who is unfailingly kind ot you might be ruthless toward another, and neither view would be untrue, even though they were of the same person.
In the worst case, someone might feign friendliness and warmth to get me to lower my guard, then stab me in the back.
Piran
Th-that's not possible...
Llywelyn
Many unpleasant things are possible, I'm afraid to say. We possess few details, but as Marleid said, it's reasonable to start with the assumption that this is the work of someone who bears ill will toward the Order of Hymerark.
Marleid
According to Piran's petition, people in every region of Erinn have suffered at the hands of this persecution.
Piran
You remember back when you first rescued me, right, (Character Name)? There were others like me who just barely managed to make their escape.
Some were able to return home, but many have yet to be found. No doubt they fear that if they were to return, their families' hiding places would be discovered...
Marleid
Then, as I suggested before, I think our first order of business should be to find them and see what they remember. But before even that, we have a much more elementary question to answer: where ARE they?
Based on what Piran said, I would guess they're wandering the kingdom so as not to unwittingly reveal other believers in Hymerark to whoever is doing this.
Llywelyn
Indeed. None of them would wish their family and friends to suffer as they have.
It looks like we've no better starting point than that. As the head of the Expeditionary Force, you need to track down these escaped victims with all haste.
Marleid
It sounds simple enough to say it, but how do you suggest we scour the whole of the continent, Llywelyn? Kindly refrain from making any grandstanding declarations when you won't be the one doing the legwork.
Llywelyn
Well, someone has to remain here to support Eirawen. Someone possessed of a clever wit, to work on her behalf so she's able to turn aside the barbs of the Pontiff's Court without any sign of weakness. And you know full well there's no one who would serve in that role more effectively than I.
On the matter of the Expeditionary Force, you can be sure House Cinnsealach will stand with Eirawen. Isn't that so, Marleid?
Marleid
...Indeed.
I will head out immediately to seek after the missing followers of Hymerark. However...
If word reaches me that you've caused any setbacks to Her Majesty's plans, I won't stand idly by.
Llywelyn
Heh. Well, that goes without saying. Now then, there's no need to delay your departure any longer. We must act discreetly, and in haste.
(Marleid heads towards the Great Hall wearing a stern expression.)
Piran
Um... Miss Marleid? W-wait for meee!
What should I do when she just takes off like that, (Character Name)? I guess I'll just follow her for now, and try to keep up.
I think we should start by investigating the location where you saved me from my captors. I was so shocked at everything that was going on, there might be a clue there I missed!
I'I'll let Marleid know and we'll wait for you there. Heeeey! Miss Marleid...! Please wait for meee!
(Piran rushes after Marleid.)
Llywelyn
...
Well then, Eirawen, I shall presently take my leave as well.
Eirawen
Very well. Remember, I'll be relying on you in the days to come, Llywelyn.
(As he gracefully bids farewell and turns to leave, his eyes meet yours.)
Llywelyn
...Meet me in the Great Hall.
(He whispers to you as he passes by.)
Eirawen
(Character Name)... be careful out there. If you find yourself in trouble, ask Marleid for help. She may be slow to warm to new people, but she's really very kind. I leave her in your care.
Of course, I'm suyre everything will be fine - this IS you we're talking about - but it never hurts to exercise caution.
(The hall, which earlier had been bustling with the hum of nobles and other aristocrats awaiting the banquet, now stands as silent as the paintings arrayed on its stone walls.)
Llywelyn
...Nobles are only ever interested in a matter insofar as it concerns their coffers or their precious honor.
I say this as a member of that selfsame class, but Marleid's longstanding skepticism of the aristocracy has its root in the truth of it.
But you were already aware of that, no?
> Prompt: I was or I was not
Llywelyn
...
(Llywelyn suddenly scans the surroundings to make sure no one else is around.)
Llywelyn
(Character Name), this particular case is one of a number that the Alban Knights have been keeping a close watch on, ever since the reports first reached us.
The higher-ups don't really take any particular interest in the orders that venerate the three gods under Aton Cimeni.
Well, that said, two of the three denominations have dwindled greatly in number. To maintain good relations among nobles with ties to the Pontiff's Court, I have presented myself as a believer of Lymilark.
The orders are far more alike than any of their adherents would ever acknowledge. The main differences lie in how each interprets the teachings of Aton Cimeni, but fundamentally, all three orders spring from the same root.
But a series of crimes that would seem to specifically target worshippers of one particular order raises questions. Why would someone target a group that's a minority at best, and one whose members can be a challenge to find in the first place?
Many of the higher-ups suggested we simply continue to observe the situation, but... I don't know. There's something about all this that doesn't sit right with me. Like there's more to what's going on than just a rash of serial kidnappings.
That's why, at Marleid's behest, I decided to ally myself with Her Majesty's supporters and aid her with the Expeditionary Force you've been conscripted into taking charge of.
Actually Al-- I mean, the Commander...
Upon hearing that you would be taking part in these operations, (Character Name), he said I ought to position myself at the heart of things to better gather any relevant information and assist you...
...Whew.
As you've likely surmised, there is SOME level of politicking involved. The Royal Castle wants to resolve this case, of course, but they also hope to shopre up greater support for Her Majesty while weakening the influence of the Pontiff's Court.
Appalling, isn't it? The way those with influence will capitalize on any opportunity to seize greater power. Who can say whether they ultimately care about the lives lost in the process?
At any rate, there are more people than you might realize keeping a close watch on this case. I, for my part, will be reporting the details to my superiors.
Reinforcements from the Royal Castle and support in other matters will be provides after I discuss this with Eirawen.
...It was good to see you again after what seemed like so long. I didn't know when I'd next get the opportunity, given the state of affairs in the castle.
Piran and Marleird said they'd await your arrival at the initial investigation site. You probably ought not keep them waiting, (Character Name). You've seen how Marleid can be.
I won't mince words: this investigation will not be easy. But if there's someone whose tireless work can uncover the truth, surely that person is you. The Commander, too, worries about you constantly. Believe me, you are never far from his thoughts.
Overlapping Trails
Most of the Order of Hymerark's followers escaped to the hideout. Where are those who haven't gone into hiding yet? -Piran
(You meet up with Piran south of Dunbarton, where you first met him.)
(Piran and Marleid are talking.)
Piran
Wow... at least you wouldn't have been lonely! It's tough to spend your childhood alone.
Marleid
Well, it's not like I ever really felt lonely. The mercenaries were kind, for the most part, and they treated me well.
Piran
I don't have any older brothers or sisters, but I've got a couple of younger ones.
Marleid
Oh?
How many?
Piran
Three! Two younger brothers, and the youngest is my little sister. I can barely even describe how gosh-darn cute they are! I'm sure they'll bring a smile to your face when you meet them, Miss Marleid!
(Piran seems to be enthusiastically leading the conversation, but it looks like the two are already building a rapport. Even as he's busily chattering away, he notices you as you approach and gives you a big, wide smile.)
Piran
Oh, there you are, (Character Name)! Did you just get here?
Marleid
Well met, Milletian.
Piran
Gosh, you're so formal, Miss Marleid. You and (Character Name) should be on a first-name basis! After all, we're going to be traveling together for quite some time.
Marleid
W-well, it's just that there's still so much we don't know about each other. Addressing someone famous by their given name like the two of you are close friends feels disingenuous if you don't actually have that sort of relationship, and I don't wish to show discourtesy to the Milletian.
One's name is the first gift one receives in this world... Something precious and personal.
Piran
U-um... Now I'm in a pickle. What should I do, (Character Name)...? I-I, mean, Milletian... Oh no... It looks like I've already gotten used to being on a first-name basis with you. Please don't take offense! I'm sorry.
Marleid
You mentioned that the two of you met on the road prior to your arrival at the castle. At that time, you weren't aware it was the famous Milletian who had rescued you. However, my own circumstances are different.
Furthermore, the Milletian was summoned by my liege to aid us in this endeavor. It is my duty to do everything in my power to see that our honored guest is comfortable, and that means keeping things professional.
Piran
Well, when you put it that way... Miss Eirawen personally approved my petition, going so far as to send an Expeditionary Force out in response, but you seem to have no problem calling me by my given name.
Marleid
You and I conversed plenty on our way here. So much, in fact, that I feel like I've already known you for months. I understand with a regrettably granular clarity that you're someone who treasures his friends, siblings, and neighbors.
...Anyway, Piran, unlike you, the Milletian isn't someone I can interact with so casually.
Piran
Hmph... I don't understand how you can act like that when (Character Name) is a person, the same as us... If i come across any treats or bake a batch of cookies or something, I'm not sharing them with you!
(Piran continues to grumble, but Marleid completely ignores him and turns to address you.)
Marleid
Now, on to the matter at hand. Piran and I came here earlier and were combing the area for clues. However, we failed to turn up anything in particular that would help us in our search.
Piran
I tried to recall what had happened. They captured me, and they were trying to take me somewhere.
I just wish I knew where, and whether the others who were kidnapped were all taken to whatever place they were trying to drag me off to.
Marleid
Piran has a list of missing people within the Order of Hymerark. We should use that list to expand our search radius.
Piran
I contacted all the other followers I could get in touch with and compiled this list of people who haven't come home yet, or whose status is unknown.
It doesn't account for everyone who's gone missing, of course, but it does at least give us a starting point. We can begin by looking for people whose names are written here.
(Piran hands over a rolled-up scroll.)
> On-screen text: You receive a list of missing people from Piran.
Piran
Here. These are all the people I was able to confirm were missing...
As you might imagine, the members of my order have become... very wary thanks to the recent events. Some are outright refusing to trust anyone outside of the order, and I can't say I blame them.
I mean, these scary abductions keep happening and it's clear that bad people are after us, so what can you do to protect yourself? Even people you've known for years, like your next-door neighbors, might not be safe to confide in.
Some families wouldn't even confirm whether there was anyone in their household who had gone missing. That's how on-edge everyone has gotten, and one more reason why this list is far from comprehensive.
Marleid
The situation is really unfortunate. Normally, you hear about how the members of small, tight-knit communities help each other get through hard times, but given the nature of the situation, it seems trust comes at a premium.
Piran
There's no one within the faith who hasn't been impacted in some way. A close friend of mine, Laric, went missing as well...
B-but at least now, Miss Eirawen has made provisions for an Expeditionary Force...
So I'm sure things are bound to improve! That's what I believe. Heehee...
Laric's not a child, so I'm sure he's escaped and found somewhere to hide.
His eyesight is bad because he studies so much, but someone that smart should be hard to catch!
Marleid
We can probably assume that the people on the list are still within the kingdom somewhere. Let's split up and see if we can track any of them down.
As for those not on the list... We'll just have to ask around and see if we can turn up any clues that might point us toward their identities or locations.
Piran
That sounds like a solid plan to me! Then, I'll meet up with you again later...!
Marleid
Hold it, Piran. You're coming with me. Who knows where you'll wander off to if I leave you to travel unsupervised...?
Piran
What?! Aww, c'mon! I need to find Laric as soon as I can and make sure he's all right!
(The two continue to bicker for a short while.)
(You should consult Piran's list of missing people and seek out followers of the ORder of Hymerark in Uladh.)
(Following the list, you travel to Sen Mag, and effectively find someone fitting the missing person's description.)
Order of Hymerark Member
...! Who are you? Leave me alone.
(He eyes you suspiciously. You begin to tell him about the Expeditionary Force and ask if he's a member of the Order of Hymerark.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Ah, so I guess the rumors I'd heard that the Queen had dispatched an Expeditionary Force were true. That is heartening news.
It sounds like my neighbors have been awfully worried about me. But I can't go back yet, I'm afraid.
I may have managed to escape the marauders, but during our escape, I became separated from my dear wife... I haven't been able to find her anywhere on the Sen Mag Plains. She must be laying low somewhere, but I'm not sure where.
In all the commotion, I think my wife may have returned to the safety of her hometown. I want to search for her, but I'm afraid to leave this area.
What if she's out there making her way back here? If I were to leave, we might miss each other and never even know it. My wife is originally from a nice village near a lake. Do you think you could check to see if she might be there?
I'll wait for you here. I won't move an inch, I promise!
(He turns away, having nothing more to say at the moment.)
(This man doesn't seem to want to move from this spot. You should search for his missing wife.)
(Taking a look at the list of missing people, there indeed is someone fitting the information you were given by the Order member. You head to Emain Macha.)
Order of Hymerark Member
B-begging your pardon, but have you seen my husband anywhere?
(The woman has a worried look on her face and seems like she doesn't know what to do. You tell her about the Expeditionary Force and inquire as to whether she's a member of the Order of Hymerark.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Oh, you must be that Milletian people talk about... Then, do you think you might be able to find my husband for me?
We actually live in Tara. We were headed to the Sen Mag Marketplace to buy some gifts, as our wedding anniversary is drawing near.
Oh, it was so terrible... Those awful men, clad in all black surrounded us, and there were these hulking Fomors with them...
(The woman's lips began to quiver as she recalls the painful incident.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Those brutes bound us and dragged us away. My husband cut the ropes when they weren't paying attention and threw stones at them to draw their attention. Even then we barely managed to escape... *sniffle*
But... now I can't find my husband anywhere. He must have escaped safely, right? Ooooh, I'm so worried for him... *sniff*
We agreed to meet here if anything were to happen to us, because this is the place where we first met.
I beg of you, Milletian, please find my husband. *sniffle*
(The poor woman is on the verge of tears, her shoulders trembling slightly. You should be able to glean more information if you can find her husband.)
(You return to Sen Mag, where you first met the man.)
(This man is... the husband whose wife is anxiously awaiting him in Emain Macha.)
(You explain to the man in detail that you met his wife in Emain Macha, and that she's waiting for him there, as well as the latest information on what the Expeditionary Force is doing.)
Order of Hymerark Member
What...? In Emain Macha, you say?
Why would she go there? I told her not to move from that spot where we were forced to part!
But that's not important. Now that I know where she is, I must go to her immediately.
I would be lost in life without her. Thank you for all you've done for us, Milletian.
(After dipping low in a bow full of gratitude, he dashes off in an astonishing burst of speed in the direction of Emain Macha.)
(You return to Emain Macha to report to the woman.)
(You tell her that you met her husband on the Sen Mag Plains and told him where she was waiting for him.)
Order of Hymerark Member
What...? Out on the plains? You mean he's been there the entire time...? Ah, but what does it matter? Thank Hymerark; I'm just glad he's safe. I've been so worried about him. I guess he's on his way here, then?
I can't believe him. I guess he must have misunderstood our promise. I'm just glad you were here to help us find each other, Milletian.
(The woman carefully removes something from her pocket, as one would a precious object.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Thank you so much for your help. Here, take this. It's something that everyone in our order carries.
(You ask if she recalls anything that might prove useful.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Umm... I'm not sure. It all happened so quickly...
...Oh! There is one thing. Among our captors, there was a black-robed figure who, as we reached the Sen Mag Plains, said that they were close.
I really hope that helps you in some way. May the unbound wings of Hymerark guide your path.
(You receive an Order of Hymerark Talisman. You try using it.)
> On-screen text: The accessory released a mysterious energy and disappeared.
(You move on to the next person on the list. You head where the clues point to their last seen location, near the entrance of Fiodh Dungeon.)
Order of Hymerark Member
O-oh, you startled me. What are you doing all the way out there? Have you some business with me?
(You tell him about the deployment of the Expeditionary Force and ask about the Order of Hymerark)
Order of Hymerark Member
Umm... So, if I'm understanding things correctly, you're here to help me?
(The Order of Hymerark member looks you over, a smile playing around the edges of his lips. You should try speaking with him again.)
Order of Hymerark Member
I'm afraid I must have dropped my glasses as I ran. Frankly, my eyesight is terrible without them - I can scarcely tell what it is I'm looking at.
Do you think you could help me find them?
> Prompt: Nod your head or Let me get back to you on that
> Prompt: Nod your head
(Find this man's glasses for him, then hear what he has to say.)
Shadow Mission: Collect Clues 1
Order of Hymerark Member
I was on my way to Bangor. I was in a hurry and got lost, ending up here... I was in such a rush, I can't even recall where I may have lost my glasses.
I think there are two likely places I may have dropped them. Either it was near the three-way intersections to Dunbarton, Bangor, and Sen Mag Plains or else near the crossroads of Sen Mag Plains and the Fiodh Dungeon Entrance. I lingered in both locations a while because that's where the roads divide.
Why not start investigating near those places? Even now my fuzzy vision causes me so much discomfort! Please, find my glasses!
> On-screen text: Look for a pair of glasses at the crossroads of Sen Mag Plains and the Fiodh Dungeon Entrance
(You start your search with the closest location.)
> On-screen text: This must be the place the Hymerark Follower was talking about. Look for anything resembling glasses.
(You spot something shiny at the crossroads.)
(There's something shiny on the ground! Upon closer examination, you discover that it isn't the missing glasses, but a single gold coin.)
(The glasses belonging to the follower of the Order of Hymerark don't appear to be here. He also mentioned the three-way intersection to Dunbarton, Bangor, and Sen Mag Plains, though. Keep following the road in that direction.)
> On-screen text: Look for a pair of glasses at the three-way intersection between Dunbarton, Bangor, and Sen Mag Plains
(You move towards the next most likely location.)
> On-screen text: This must be the place the Hymerark Follower was talking about. Look for anything resembling glasses.
(There's something shiny on the ground! When you reach down to get a closer look, Kobold Bandits hiding in their nearby dens leap out. They must consider this part of their plunder!)
(You promptly deal with the Kobolds.)
(You finally have a chance to examine the shiny object. This time, it definitely seems to be the man's missing glasses, though the frame is broken and one of the lenses is cracked.)
(MISSION END)
(You report back to the follower.)
(You tell him you managed to find the glasses, but it seesm they got stepped on during the unexpected battle.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Oh no, my glasses! The bridge has always been a bit flimsy, so it's not entirely unexpected, but... I think I may be able to make do with them, at least for the time being.
Still, thank you for going to such lengths for my sake. Actually... to tell the whole truth, someone tried to take me captive as I was on my way to old man Edern's place to get my weapon repaired.
I got into a bit of a scuffle, and then took off running as fast as I could. I ran all the way here from the Sen Mag Plains and never looked back. Whew... thinking about how close a call it was still sends shivers down my spine.
My glasses may be broken, but I can still see out of them if I perch them just right on my nose. Thanks to you, Milletian, I should be able to finally make it to where the rest of my family is hiding.
Hrm... I know it's not much, but I'd like you to have this. We followers of Hymerark often give these to important people in our lives, or to those who have done us a great service. To receive one means that we hope Hymerark's protection will abide in you as your journey through life.
(You receive another Order of Hymerark Talisman. You then move on to the next person on the list. This one points you toward Tara.)
(You find a child fitting the missing person's description near the Bookstore.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Huh? Who are you? You don't seem like a bad person...
(You tell him about the deployment of the Expeditionary Force and ask about the Order of Hymerark.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Wow! Are you a real, live Milletian? H-how did you know I was a member of the Order of Hymerark?
(The curious child watches you with eyes that practically sparkle. You should try talking to him again.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Um... My mom said I shouldn't tell anyone I'm a follower of the Order of Hymerark. She told me that bad people have been kidnapping people like us recently...
That's why I've been staying at home lately. But my mom's birthday is coming up soon, so I came all the way out here because I wanted to buy her a book. And while I was here, I figured I'd do some field study too.
But now... I don't know how to get back. *sniff* Big (Bro/Sis) Milletian, could you take me with you...?
> Prompt: Nod your head or W-wait a minute...
> Prompt: Nod your head
(Guide the boy to the north side of Tara's Royal Castle.)
Shadow Mission: Collect Clues 2
Order of Hymerark Member
Hooray! Please take me near the trading post north of Tara.
(You escort the child in the town. However, Fomors and black-robed people attempt to grab the Follower.)
> On-screen text: The Order of Hymerark Member is being attacked!
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
I...I'm scared! Please help me!
(These guys pose no threat.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
*sniffle* I was scared... But we should keep moving.
(You protect the child even when more of them attempt to attack the follower, and successfully escort him to safety.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Phew... What a relief.
Order of Hymerark Member
Thank you for walking with me. I think I can make it the rest of the way by myself.
(MISSION END)
(Before moving ahead, the child gives you a talisman.)
(It seems the child will successfully make it home. Moving on with the list of missing people, you move to Sliab Cuilin.)
(A neatly dressed young man is muttering something under his breath, his brow furrowed.)
Order of Hymerark Member
*groan ...Where ARE you, Father? You already weren't feeling well, and now... Gah, what am I going to do?
Huh? Wh-Who the heck are you? You're not with those brigands in the black hoods, are you?
(He spots you as you approach, eyeing you suspiciously. You tell him about the deployment of the Expeditionary Force and ask him if he's a member of the Order of Hymerark.)
Order of Hymerark Member
The Expeditionary Force? You mean the Queen herself is behind that? Wow... it's like she finally noticed that we worshippers of Hymerark actually exist. So many of us have already been taken... But I guess this is better than having a blind eye turned toward our predicament.
It seems like my friends must have filed a missing persons report. Things have been so chaotic lately, I was looking for a good place to lay low for a while.
But, you see, my father hasn't been feeling well lately, so it was a bit difficult to bring him along with me.
Then, as we were traveling, some shady guys dressed in black robes appeared and attacked us! After that... I don't really remember much. I think I was hit on the head and knocked clean out.
When I came to, I was out here all alone. No sign of my father, or those robed guys. If I hadn't been knocked out, I could've whooped all of them, I guarantee it!
Arrgh! I'm so worried, it's driving me crazy! Please, help me find my father! We were on our way to Tir Chonaill at the time. He's got his medicine he's supposed to be taking daily, too. Just where could he have gone?!
(Even though he seems angry and flustered, you can tell he's deeply worried for his father's safety. You should look for this young man's father.)
(The report mentions someone that might be his father. You head to Taillteann.)
(An old man in a gray outfit holds a wand and swaggers in front of the Town Square.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Ahhh. There's nothing quite like a wide, open space. A town square like this is equal parts lively and peaceful. Where else can one find such a balance? Being cooped up in my stuffy house for so long robs me of such simple pleasures.
Bah... My son will never take me here, no matter how often I ask him.
(You hear him grumbling, lost in a world of his own thoughts and concerns. He doesn't seem aware of your presence.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Tch... When is that son of mine coming for me? Does he plan on making me wait until my beard reaches my belly? He always was an idler, that boy...
I didn't raise him to be a sluggard! Boy, I tell you, you better pray to Hymerark I don't take my belt to your bottom!
(In spite of his... colorful ranting, this does indeed seem to be the father of the young man you met in Sliab Cuilin. You should return to him and let him know that his father is in fine health, and is waiting in Taillteann.)
(You return to the spot near the Stone Quarry.)
(You tell the young man you saw a man that closely matched his description of his father strolling around Taillteann's Town Square.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Wh-what? My father's in Taillteann? How did he get all the way there? Did some passerby with a wagon take pity on him and offer him a ride?
But before I make the trip, I must be sure it truly is my father you saw. Hmm.. Do yourecall what color clothes he was wearing?
> Prompt: Silver or White or Gray or Black
> Prompt: Gray
Order of Hymerark Member
Yeah, that's gotta be him all right! He's gotten to be so set in his ways these last few years that a good two thirds of his closet is just a sea of gray suit coats and pantaloons.
You said he's strolling around Taillteann's Town Square, right? How did he even GET there? How was a man who walks with the aid of a cane able to escape those black robed thugs?
Those Fomors with them seemed to be following their orders. They said they were taking us somewhere. Where was it again...? Oh, right! I think I overheard them saying they were headed to the Sen Mag Plains!
Anyway, thank you for all your help. I was able to find my father quickly thanks to you. Here, take this. It's a little something from me. These are actually pretty rare, you know? Well, I guess they're rare because there are so few of us who keep faith in Hymerark...
Anyway, I probably ought to go get my father now, so I suppose this is where we part ways. Thanks again for all you've done, Milletian!
(The next person to be on the missing persons list... seems to last have been seen near the Logging Camp.)
(You find someone on Spiral Hill.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Oh! Wh-who are you?!
Be quiet, and don't make any sudden moves. They can SMELL fear, and they're gonna swarm my way again, at this rate!
(The woman nervously peers left and right, looking into the distance for some sign of... something. Ask her about what happened to her.)
Order of Hymerark Member
I barely managed to escape from those creepy guys, but now I've been chased all the way out here...
???
Grr...
Order of Hymerark Member
Oh no... they managed to find me again! Please, you've gotta help me! Hurry!
> Prompt: Nod your head or Take some time to prepare
> Prompt: Nod your head
(Something or someone is coming this way.)
Shadow Mission: Collecting Clues 3
Order of Hymerark Member
The monsters found me again! B-be careful!
(Wolves appear.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Oh no, more monsters! Help me!
(Bears appear.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Yikes! B-bears!
(Yet more animals appear.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Seriously?! More monsters?!
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
(But bears are so cute...)
(Finally, no more wolves or bears appear. You check on the Hymerark follower.)
Order of Hymerark Member
I... I think the worst is past now. Thank you so much for helping me!
(MISSION END)
Order of Hymerark Member
Whew... I don't want to think about what might have happened just now if you hadn't come along when you did. But.. who ARE you? You're a lot stronger than you look.
(You tell her about the deployment of the Expeditionary Force and ask about the Order of Hymerark.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Oh! You mean to tell me Her Majesty actually sent out an Expeditionary Force on our behalf? And that you, the famous Milletian, are in charge of the investigation? Hymerark be praised! It seems some good has happened in the world while I've been cowering in the wilderness!
If only the Queen had taken an interest in our plight a little sooner...
*sigh* Strange as it may seem, the ones that are trying to kidnap me are working together with the Fomors.
I overheard them talking while I was still captive, about how they were preparing for a great battle, like in the days of old or something like that...
But what surpsied me most was that the Fomors were obeying the commands of a black-robed figure, even though whoever it was didn't seem to be a Fomor himself... Hmm...
Anyways, thank you for helping me. I know it's not much, but please accept this token of my appreciation, and may you go with Hymerark's blessing.
I'm so nervous, my legs are quivering like jelly... I think I'm going to rest for a moment, then go to seek shelter with the others.
(You move to Morva Aisle to look for the next missing person.)
Order of Hymerark Member
...H-hungry...
(The girl mutters something, but her voice is too quiet for you to make out what she's saying.)
Order of Hymerark Member
So... hungry. Don't have the strength... to talk...
(She closes her mouth, puffing her cheeks out in exasperation. It seems like the only way to get her to talk would be to give her some food.)
(You quickly prepare some stawberry milk and give it to her.)
(She takes the strawberry milk from your hands and gulps it down.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Oh! Oh, my! It's sweet!
Mmmm... It's so good...
*sniff* ...Mommy... I miss you... I'm so hungry out here...
(...She still seems hungry and begins to sniffle. You should give her something tasty that might calm a distressed child down.)
(You give her some chocolate.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Ooooh...!
(The girl's eyes grow wide, and she begins to nibble on the chocolate, savoring each sweet bite.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Mmm, it's so tasty...
(The girl seems to have regained some energy. Try speaking with her again.)
Order of Hymerark Member
I-I was supposed to eat with my friends at the picnic. But then some scary people came... *sniffle*
My dad told me never to follow strangers, so I hid behind a rock. But...
The bad men said we were gonna be great offerings and we deserved to go under the ground. Then they took some of my friends away. I-I was so afraid... I stayed behind that rock for hours...
U...uaaah... Waaaaahhh...
(She looks so frightened and is trying her best not to cry.)
Order of Hymerark Member
*Sniff* I wanted to go home, but I was so hungry... I couldn't move. But I think I might be able to go now.
Thank you, Big (Bro/Sis). I wanna give you this, okay? You came and gave me lots of tasty things and made me not scared anymore, so that's why you should have it.
(The last person on the list... seems to be around Reighinalt.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Well, this is certainly a barren enough place. I fdoubt they'll be able to find me if I lay low here for a while. ...Oh? Who are you, and what are you doing all the way out here?
(You tell her about the deployment of the Expeditionary Force and ask about the Order of Hymerark.)
Order of Hymerark Member
Y-you're the famous Milletian? Wait, Queen Eirawen did WHAT for us? Hymerark be praised. I'm sure the Pontiff's Court and their cronies didn't take it lying down, either... But, well... my situation's already gotten kinda complicated.
(The Order of Hymerark member scans the desolate area, looking rather annoyed. Try speaking with her again.)
Order of Hymerark Member
See, I made my way out here to hide from those black-robed men. But then, some big trolls appeared up ahead, and now I'm stuck here.
I really want to head back now. I think I've been hiding out in hte boonies for long enough...
Under normal circumstances, I'd feel confident about taking them on by myself, but I've injured one of my legs, and it's not fully healed yet. Do you think you could help a gal out? My family's probably worried sick about me...
> Prompt: Nod your head or Take some time to prepare
> Prompt: Nod your head
(Clear the area of any dangers, then talk to her again.)
Shadow Mission: Collect Clues 4
Order of Hymerark Member
I think more trolls may be on the way. I wish I could help you, but this leg of mine isn't quite steady enough to be brawling again yet. I'd appreciate it if you could keep me safe.
(Trolls appear.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Be careful!
(Ogres appear.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Ogres, is it? They sure are annoying!
(More of them appear.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
If only my leg weren't injured...!
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Here it comes again!
W-watch out!
(You deal with them all promptly.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Whew... Looks like they've lost interest in us, thanks to you whooping their arses so hard. And hey, I have you to thank for keeping me from being bashed over the head.
(MISSION END)
(The Order of Hymerark member is gasping for breath.)
Order of Hymerark Member (Chat Bubble)
Whew... I'm glad you came along when you did, Milleetian! If I'd been alone, I never would've been able to make it out of here alive with my leg in the state it's in.
Those men were so creepy. They were talking about offerings, and how the black moon would rise. Normally I would've written people spouting that sort of nonsense off as loons, but they were deathly serious.
It's downright disturbing, isn't it? It sounds almost like they're preparing for some sort of dark ritual. Well... that's what first sprang to my mind, but that sort of thing only happens in books and scary fairytales, right?
You don't think theyre might be any truth to it... right? Even though I was targeted, I mean... kidnappings do happen in this world. Just an ordinary, run-of-the-mill crime... that's what I'd like to believe.
Anyway, thank you for finding me when you did. Your timing couldn't have been better. I promise I'll exercise every caution as I look for shelter, or at least some safer place to rest while my leg heals up.
Oh, by the way, I'd like to give you this. It may be a small token of my thanks, but I pray Hymerark blesses you as you've blessed me.
(You've amassed enough clues, and you're done with the list. You meet back up with Marleid and Piran.)
(Marleid and Piran seem engaged in a lively discussion.)
Marleid
I swear, the Order of Hymerark must have been truly short of hands to send you as their messenger, Piran. No organization that wasn't truly in peril would entrust the delivery of such a vital petition to someone with such a terrible sense of direction. It's a miracle you actually made it to Tara...
Piran
W-wait a minute! There's nothing wrong with me!
I mean, okay, so I might take a wrong turn here and there.
But there really wasn't anyone else we COULD send. Many of our people are old, or injured, or infirm, and my siblings are much too young to undertake a journey like this.
I just knew we had to get someone's help, and fast. I heard the elders mourning that if nothing is done about this, it might mean the end of the order itself.
I wonder if something like this happened to the Order of Jeamiderark too... ...Oh! (Character Name)! You're finally here!
(Piran sees you and bounds over to you with a smile on his face.)
Piran
(Character Name), what did you find out about the missing people? Miss Marleid and I managed to find a few others and made sure they were able to safely reach a shelter.
Marleid
We've been waiting for you, Milletian. We met some followers of Hymerark who had been targeted by the kidnappers but were able to make their escape. Unfortunately, all of them were still so traumatized by it that they didn't remember all that much what could be of help in our investigation.
The one thing I did manage to piece together is that in each case, the perpetrators seemed to be taking their victims to a particular place. I'm guessing those you talked with said something similar. What location did your sources mention?
> Prompt: Osna Sail or Sliab Cuilin or Corrib Valley or Sen Mag Plains
Marleid
Whatever's going on, it has something to do with the Sen Mag Plains.
That's where the kidnappers were always headed, and where many of the victims who managed to escape their clutches fled from. Whatever the black-robed men are trying to accomplish, it seems they mean to accomplish it there.
Piran
I'll bet if we search the plains, we'll find clues that'll get us even closer to the truth of what's going on.
I'm going to find whoever keeps tormenting us like this. We're going to hunt them down, and that's a promise.
Marleid
Piran...
Piran
Don't worry, Miss Marleid. It's not like I'm out on a quest for vengeance or anything. I mean, look at me. Even if I wanted to hurt them, it's not like I actually have the strength to, right? Haha...
It's just...
After so much sorrow, I finally have a real lead that'll bring us closer to helping Laric and all the others. They must be so scared. So confused...
As a near-victim myself, I'm all too familiar with those feelings. They're counting on us, (Character Name). We can't let them down.
Marleid
Piran is right. Let's make for Sen Mag Plains and see where this trail leads.
What the Wings Conceal
It seems all our evidence points to one location. Piran and I will await you there, at the Sen Mag Plains. -Marleid
Marleid
Ah, there you are. I've given the nearby environs a cursory look-over, but I haven't found anything out of the ordinary.
But it's an undeniable fact that nearly all the people we spoke with said they were being taken here. We might find out more about the identity of their abductors if we perform a thorough search.
Piran
Ack... These plains are even larger than the history books make them sound!
You're not wrong in that there are probably clues here for us to find, but how long will it take to sift through every clump of grass and peer into every crater and crevice we see?
A-and... I've heard there are a lot of bears around here...
Marleid
...Do you have some sort of problem with bears?
Piran
I mean, SURE, maybe people like you and (Character Name) just go around tipping your hats to bears with a tidy how-do-you-do, but it's a different story for people like me! Even the lightest touch from one of their massive paws could fling me down like a rag doll!
Marleid
I... I don't even wear a hat! Come on, don't you get all timid on me now, you church mouse. You're here to save the members of your order, aren't you?
Did you come all this way and go to all this trouble just to complain when the going got tough?
Piran
N...no... I-it's just... I'm not strong like you...
(You could cut the tension between the two with a bear claw.)
> Prompt: Stop Marleid or Chide Piran
Marleid
Piran, I'm not calling you a coward.
It took great bravery to do what you've done, especially knowing your own limitations. You came all this way because you truly needed help.
...And I understand that you feel miserable, discovering you're even more powerless than you thought. I'm no stranger to that feeling.
Piran
M-Miss Marleid...
I'm sorry. I'm just so disappointed in myself. I feel impatient to get to the bottom of this, but frustrated because there isn't much I can do.
All my worry, my frustration, and my fear for what'll happen to everyone has been weighing on me and I ended up letting it get the better of me.
Marleid
I know. And now, so do you, and you'll be stronger for it. You had an idea, right? Just calm yourself, get your feelings under control, and tell me what you had in mind.
(Piran seems newly resolute, though a faint trembling still remains in his voice.)
Piran
So, um... Miss Marleid. We could do as you said before and perform a thorough search of this entire area...
But before we do something that time-consuming, I was hoping we might find someone who's well acquainted with the area and ask them if they've noticed anything amiss recently.
Marleid
That sounds sensible, but there aren't any settlements for miles around. Who would have reason to come here with any regularity? Honestly, it seems pretty deserted... except for the bears.
Piran
M-Miss Marleeeeeid...! That's honestly the only thing I could think of!
Marleid
...
It's not a bad plan, in theory.
Of course, it'll only work if we can find someone who could answer the questions we have. Anyway, I'm going to start searching the area.
Piran
Um, I-I'll help you!
Who knows? We might come across someone as we're looking around!
Marleid
I was going to make you come with me whether you wanted to or not. Who knows what would happen if I left you to wander off on your own?
I can see it now. Five minutes after I leave, I hear a shout, I turn around and there you are, running toward me, a massive bear hot on your heels.
Piran
R-right? It's like you read my mind. Wait... Miss Marleid, could it be...? How long have you been interested in m--
Marleid
...What? Oh... Oh gods, no. I'm going to pretend you never attempted to say that. J-just follow me and see if you can find anything. Maybe I'll give you a piece of candy for each hour you can go without talking.
Piran
S...Sure thing, Miss Marleid...!
Marleid
We'll be on the lookout for anything abnormal, Milletian. I'll let you know as soon as we find something of interest.
As per Piran's suggestion, if you happen to run into anyone who's familiar with this area, be sure to question them. They may have noticed something strange going on.
I'm sure you've been here before, so if there's any place you think may be worth investigating, by all means, check there first. We'll be sure to question anyone we see traveling along the main roads as well.
(Marleid gives you a curt nod before turning to Piran to discuss their plans.)
(Someone on the plains... A certain someone comes to mind.)
Fleta
...Hey. Your face says 'I have something I want to ask her, but what if she just casually brushes me off?' Well... Come on. Out with it. I'm feeling helpful-ish today.
(Fleta goes for walks with her dog Rab on the Sen Mag Plains almost every day! Maybe she's noticed something strange here recently.)
(You ask her if she's seen or heard anything unusual in the area lately.)
Fleta
Anything unusual? Hmm... I don't know. This place never changes much.
...
Oh. Wait...
Fleta
Recently, Rab has been acting a little strange when we go for walks.
I don't know why. We walk here all the time.
He'll start sniffing around and growling, like there's a strange scent.
That's about the only thing I can think of, though. Did that help? If it did, you can show your appreciation by leaving me in peace.
(She turns away, seeming to have nothing more to say.)
Piran
How's it going, (Character Name)? Found any big leads yet?
Marleid
Our search of the plains has turned up some small clues. There are tracks where it seems like something heavy was forcefully dragged away, as well as some traces suggesting a fight took place not too long ago.
Piran
I also found a piece of fabric that I'm almost certain is from my friend Laric's clothes. He has a fondness for deep reds that call to mind the last rays of the setting sun.
Marleid
The tracks are more numerous around the area leading to the Gairech Hills. I think it would be beneficial o search that area in greater detail.
...Don't worry, Piran. We'll make it in time.
Piran
Of course! He's always been the careful sort. We'll find him, I'm sure of it!
(You tell Piran, who's doing his best to force himself to smile, what you heard from Fleta.)
Piran
Um... so you're saying this lady's dog found something odd?
Marleid
That's a rather important piece of information. Dogs have a far better sense of smell than we do. They notice even the slightest of changes immediately.
We ought to investigate the area where that dog sensed something amiss. ...Wait. Did you hear that?
Both of you, be quiet.
Piran
H-huh? Is something wrong.
Marleid
Footsteps. Someone's coming this way.
> Prompt: Get ready for battle or I need a minute to prepare
> Prompt: Get ready for battle
Shadow Misison: An Unintended Discovery
(You, Marleid and Piran all hide behind a tree as you watch over a procession of Black-robed people moving along with Fomors.)
Piran (Chat Bubble)
No... F-fomors!
Marleid (Chat Bubble)
(Shhh! Quiet, Piran!)
Piran (Chat Bubble)
Where are those Fomors going?
Marleid (Chat Bubble)
(They're going to notice we're here!)
(Once they reach the crossroads, they stop.)
Piran
Huh...? Why'd they stop? What's happening?
Marleid
(Piran! I said quiet!)
Fomor
What's goin' on? Why have we stopped?
Black Moon Combatant
...
Fomor
What's the holdup? The entrance is right there! So why are we idling in the middle of the road?
Black Moon Combatant
...
Hush. I fear there are more than just our eyes here.
Fomor
What do you mean by that? Let's get a move on!
We just need to use the keystone to head in, right? Why hesitate? If anyone sees us, we'll gut 'em and leave the bodies for the crows.
Black Moon Combatant
*sigh* Would that the Fomors had strength enough to still their tongues...
Fomor
What?! Say that one more time, worm...!
Ah-aaah... achoo!
Fomor
What was that?!
(The fomors turn in the party's direction.)
Black Moon Combatant
...
Piran
...Um...
Meoooow. Meow-meow.
Fomor
......
Black Moon Combatant
......
Marleid
......
Er... I think it's a bit late for that, Piran.
Piran
S-sorry....
Fomor
Hahaha. It looks like we've got ourselves a rat infestation after all.
Piran
Ahaha... that was actually supposed to be a cat impression. Meeeow.
Marleid
*sigh Piran, just... just stop.
I suppose it WAS a bit optimistic to hope for this not to end in a fight. To arms, Milletian! Let's strike while they're still disorganized!
As for you, Piran... Just stay here behind this tree and try to keep out of harm's way.
Piran
*sniff* I'm sorryyyyy...!
(You engage in battle with Marleid.)
Piran (Chat Bubble)
Noooooo! Fomors incoming!
(You defeat the fomors and the black-robed combatants.)
Marleid
Looks like we've almost got the situation under control.
Black Moon Combatant
Guh... You curs...
(One of the black-robed men struggled to his knees, his breathing labored.)
Black Moon Combatant
How dare you... interfere in our plan...
Haha... Hah... You may have managed to track us this far, but... Your eyes shall never see what lies below.
Black Moon Combatant
None may pass who do not bear the mark... The... mark given only to the promised ones... *cough*
Marleid
Temerity ill-suits the vainquished.
Black Moon Combatant
Hahahahaha... Someday, you will regret... That you did this to us...
Aaugh......
(The last embers of his vitriol spent, the man collapses in a heap, motionless.)
Marleid
...He has breathed his last.
Now we know that a hidden passage lurks somewhere nearby, as well as some manner of device employed in its use.
It falls to us, then, to find it.
(MISSION END)
(You look around, and find a ring formed by stones.)
(Of all the stones in the ring, only this one bears any significant difference. It is crowned with a peculiar indentation, albeit one natural enough that no passers-by would think twice about it.)
(You also notice a slight rise of the terrain within the ring of stones. It strikes you as unnatural; almost surely a man-made formation...)
(This is very likely the entrance the Fomors made mention of. Call Piran and Marleid to help you examine the surroundings.)
(Piran examines one of the stones with uncommon curiosity, as though he has discovered something odd.)
Piran
Hmm... Is it just me, or does this rock look strange?
From even a few meters away, it looks just like any of the rocks on the plains, but once I was right next to it, I noticed it had this recessed area on the top.
Marleid
I can't put my finger on why, but this entire area makes me feel uneasy.
If many people had come and gone this way, you would expect the dirt to be packed down from all the footsteps, but... it's not. It's about as soft as you'd find elsewhere on the plains.
So either this area is not as heavily trafficked as we would have expected, or something has loosened the earth - a strong rainstorm, perhaps, or even an unexpected tremor.
The ones we fought earlier made it sound as though there was some sort of device they needed to activate to get wherever they were going, so...
Erm... Piran? What are you doing?
Piran
Huh...? Oh, right. I just can't get over this rock with the weird indentation in the top. No matter how much I look around the site, I always come back to it.
(Pulled from his pondering by Marleid, Piran finally looks up from the stone.)
Marleid
Piran, I'm glad you want to help, but whatever idea is congealing in your head right now, just... put a lid on it, all right?
Piran
It's nothing, honestly. It just occured to me that perhaps we might be meant to place something in the recessed area of the stone!
Marleid
Not so fast. We don't know what magics or mechanisms might be at play. If we approach this without due caution, we might--
Piran
Ohhhh. I think I recognize this shape. It looks an awful lot like the outline of my pendant...
Marleid
Piran! Stop touching that!
Piran
Wow! Hey, (Character Name), look at this! The pendant fits perfectly. Amazing...
(A rumbling sound is heard.)
Piran
...Huh?
(A stronger tremor comes through the ground.)
Piran
O-oh no... Why is the ground sh-shaking?!
Marleid
Wh-what did you do!?
(The three of you try to keep a steady foothold.)
Marleid
Wh-what is this shaking...?
Piran! What did you do?!
Piran
U-ummm... I don't know!
Uaaaah!
(As the tremors become even stronger, the three of you are swept off your feet. When you come to, something seems changed in the mound a the center of the rock formation. You move to inspect it.)
(An unsettling feeling lingers about the area. You can still feel light tremors from beneath the ground.)
Piran
Wah... What in the world just happened?
Marleid
...Piran.
Piran
I-I'm so sorry, Miss Marleid! It's just, I looked down at my pendant and suddenly it all clicked - like I knew it would fit right into that slot in the stone, so I...
(A long, exasperated sigh escapes Marleid's lips.)
Marleid
You cannot act alone, do you understand? If you aren't careful, you'll endanger not just yourself, but others, too.
We're fortunate that none of us were hurt this time, but from now on...
(Marleid is struggling to keep her voice calm and even.)
Marleid
Please be careful. I don't know how I could face Her Majesty if anyone in the Expeditionary Force were to come to harm under my watch.
Piran
You really like Queen Eirawen, don't you...?
Marleid
L-like her...?! I-I'm not sure that's the most appropriate way to phrase it, but...
I've pledged my life and my service to Eirawen. Keeping you save is the least I can do for her.
Piran
I-I'm really sorry, Miss Marleid. I promise I'll be more careful next time. And (Character Name)... I apologize to you, too.
Marleid
As long as you understand why I said what I did, that's what's important. But... what happened just now?
It looks like that quake pushed part of the mound up. You can see stonework now, and an opening leading down.
(Marleid points to a set of stairs that descend into the darkness.)
Piran
You think that leads somewhere under the plains?
If we go down there, do you think we'll find all the missing people?
Marleid
I had the very same thought. I'm still not sure by what mechanism that path opened up, but it seems to be exactly what we were seeking. We should investigate it.
(A stone staircase leading somewhere beneath the plains has been revealed. Descend into the darkness and discover what awaits.)
The Mists Below
What IS this place? It looks old... Well, more than old, really. It looks positively ancient. -Piran
(Marleid and Piran gaze up at the cavernous room in awe.)
Piran
Whoaaa...
This place is amazing! And to think, all of this was hidden right under people's feet...
Marleid
I'm astonished at how large the space is, considering it's completely underground.
I'd heard stories about the Fomors using underground tunnels and chambers for their nefarious ends, but this is the first time I've seen one of them myself.
But there's something about it that just doesn't fit. It's difficult to explain how or why, but this place just... doesn't strike me as being of Fomorian origin.
Piran
Looking around, it sort of bring to mind an old chapel. Though, the altar in the center of the room probably has something to do with that.
It immediately drew my attention from the minute I surveyed the room. Actually, it looks a lot like the ones our order uses during our prayer services.
Marleid
...I see. Having heard that, I think I can explain further why this place feels so strange to me.
That altar is far larger than would be strictly necessary for standard religious services, almost as though it has some sort of ritual function. But beyond that, can you conceive of the Fomor taking the time and attention to craft something like that towering relief behind it? I can't. It doesn't seem anything like their handiwork.
Beyond that, we entered this chamber by walking down a stone staircase from the Sen Mag Plains, so by all right, we should be somewhere directly beneath the plains. But if that's so, it should be nearly pitch dark in here. Where is the ambiant light in this room coming from?
Piran
Do you think it's because of the mist over there? I can see something sort of pulsing beyond it, giving off light, and the mist must be refracting that light.
...Wait a minute.
Mist... An ancient ruin deep underground... Could this actually be...?
(Piran glances around rapidly, grasping for answers.)
Marleid
...Piran? Do you know what this place is?
Piran
Huh? Yes! Er, I mean, no...! I'm not sure yet!
A thought did briefly come to mind, but you've already told me so many times to consider things carefully before I act, so...
I think our best course of action would be to take a good look around this chamber and see what we can find. Based on what we turn up, I'll know whether or not I might be on the right track.
Marleid
That sounds like a reasonably plan to me. What say you, Milletian? Shall we have a look around?
This place is teeming with suspicious things. We can't afford to overlook even the slightest detail.
(Her concern is evident in the seriousness of her blue gaze.)
(Talk with your companions after searching the great chamber more carefully.)
(You inspect the room.)
(A thick book of Revelations sits atop the altar.)
(A great ring of stone hangs suspended in the air. Through its center, you glimpse an endlessly-shifting array of hues and colors. A thick, white mist seems to slowly ebb from within.)
(It occurs to you - through you know not how or why - that you could pass through the center of this artifact if you placed your hand on it...)
(...But you're certain Marleid would be furious if you touched it without telling her. You can talk to Piran and Marleid about what you found later. For now, keep investigating.)
(You check the altar again.)
(The altar stands conspicoususly in the middle of the subterranean chamber. A faded red banner hangs on either side of the imposing structure.)
(The altar's towering backpiece has been painstakingly carved in the shape of an exquisite emblem, though what it might represent is now lost to time. A transluscent gem embedded in the middle of the design gleams in the flickering light of the nearby candles.)
(A thick old book sits propped open upon the altar.)
(You know Marleid said not to touch anything, but it should be fine to just leaf through a couple pages...)
(The book is as heavy as its size would suggest, and seems to have been written a long time ago. The pages are covered in text scrawled with a distinctive, fluid penmanship.)
(It is quite the hefty tome, and to read it cover-to-cover would likely require more time than you'd prefer to spend in this underground chapel. You turn the very first page - a sensible place to start - and although some letters seem to have faded with time, y ou can still make out some passages.)
The Book on the Altar
Though the flood came, the fools could not be troubled to move until they were nearly out of air. ...and with that epiphany, led the rest of their number to a new land.
The god had compassion upon the survivors and blessed them, and when they had arrived in the new land, they felt around them the very pulse of life. Then did the god revive the destroyed world, and used his...
Thus did mankind find itself the inheritor of great power and treasures beyond knowing, and sought the magic to manifest them. For a time, there was peace, and the peace assuaged the hearts of the gods. So it was that from heaven, the river of souls began to quietly flow forth.
(...The remaining passages are too faded to make out in the dim light.)
(Paging through the ancient tome again, you arrive at a section in roughly the middle of the book.)
The Book on the Altar
Upon the plains by blood of man and Fomor stained, he who through a moment's error was of his arm deprived shall surely return and drive out before him she exalted as the most beautiful.
When the Fomors saw that mankind's hearts swelled with valor, emboldened by their hero, at last did they swallow their pride, and vowed to win even through trickery and deceit. But though in this they failed, a great lunar shadow was cast across the land.
Mankind bore the scars of their conflict; distrust sown deep within their hearts, never to fully disappear. They key to the dark world was their synergy with... Mankind discovered how to hardness...
(...The story told in these passages feels very familiar.)
(You decide to take a glimpse at a few pages near the end of the book.)
The Book on the Altar
The sky shall open, and the one who has endured the cycle of eternity shall encounter... Those who gained once more their ancient land shall enkindle their faith; all doubt shall have fled.
The mission finished, the guardian closed his eyes, and confusion increased among those who had been left behind. So began the long night, and that which should have been guarded was left vulnerable.
(You ponder what you've just read...)
> Prompt: The tales seem unfamiliar or The book describes past events or Just close the book
(You feel welling up within you a desire to turn away from it and remain ignorant... But few are they who can comprehend the truth behind the end of this world.)
(You should reconvene with Piran and Marleid and tell them about what you've found.)
Marleid
Have you had a chance to look around? This place fills me with questions, but seems to offer little in the way of answers.
Past the central altar, I found something - a path that might lead us elsewhere.
Though... on second thought, I'm not sure one could really call it a path. It's a great ring of stone that looks for all the world like some sort of portal. Unfortunately, I have no way of knowing where it leads. The mist is obscuring whatever lies beyond the threshold.
Some of that mist was spilling out into this chamber as well.
Piran
Um... Do you think it might be magical mist?
Marleid
Pardon?
Did you just say 'magical mist'?
Piran
Miss Marleid, didn't you read that storybook when you were young?
Ah, you might not be familiar with it, (Character Name).
It's a fantastical tale called 'Kingdom of Moon and Mist.' I remember reading it to my younger siblings as a bedtime story.
The story takes you on an adventure with a fairy, as she goes from place to place enshrouded by the Feth Fiada - a magic mist with mysterious powers. I always enjoy getting a chance to re-read it!
Marleid
...There's really a book like that out there, huh? I didn't get to read too much when I was growing up. Books were something of a luxury.
Piran
Oh...
> Prompt: Where did you grow up? or What about the magic mist?
> What about the magic mist?
(After a brief, uncomfortable silence, Marleid continues on, her matter-of-fact tone divorced from whatever emotion she may have felt at recalling her childhood.)
Marleid
So you're telling me this mist reminds you of something you read in a children's storybook?
Piran
Well... I know it sounds rather silly when you put it like that, but hear me out.
I've been mulling this over ever since we got in here. You see, in the story, the magic mist was like a shroud, but also like a... medium of sorts. Within the mist, you could gain entry to Tech Duinn, a land that lay far beneath the surface.
I had my suspicions, but I knew I was on to something when I saw the mist swirling in the center of the stone ring.
If we take that to be true, everything else makes sense. All the missing members of my order were being taken somewheree on the Sen Mag Plains, and this is the place. And the way the Fomors have been able to appear seemingly out of nowhere? It's because they're using the power of the mist to travel wherever they want to go.
(Piran points to the stone ring at the back of the room as he continues on.)
Piran
I know it sounds wild; I can scarcely believe what I'm saying myself. And granted, the mist doesn't really look any different from the normal sort of fog you could see anywhere, either. Maybe there's a little bit of twinkling, but it may just be a trick of the light.
Marleid
The truth of things past is sometimes wrapped in the guise of fiction and tall tales as it's passed down from generation to generation.
You hear it all the time in the myths and legends sung by bards and troubadours, and in the fairy tales told to children.
While accepting Piran's hypothesis as true raises even more questions, let us for now operate under the belief that it is. Have you had a chance to page through that book on the altar?
Piran
I have. It's quite the hefty volume, isn't it? And it looks positively ancient besides. Who could've left a book like that down here?
Marleid
I tried reading a few pages, but it wasn't exactly easy material. Everything seemed metaphorical, or some sort of allegory. Honestly, I dindn't think the Fomors capable of that sort of writing. And it may not even be theirs. But it's also clear that whoever left it here didn't want just anyone to be able to tease out its secrets.
The fact is, someonne has cast a powerful spell that obfuscates certain parts of the book's text, and just makes it generally more difficult to read.
Generally speaking, the book seems to be about Erinn's history, starting from the ancient age of myth. While most of the pages were densely crammed full of words, I found several completely blank pages scattered here and there.
Piran
Huh. Really? The book does seem pretty old, but I didn't see anything that couldn't be explained by just the natural fading that comes with age.
But whatever the case may be, it's clear that someone spent a great deal of time and effort to write this book. And having invested so much labor into it, who would just leave it here in some abandoned underground hall?
Marleid
You know, I've been thinking about this, and the more I consider it, the stranger it seems. The only reason we were able to access this chamber at all was because--
Piran
Wait a minute. D-do you hear that? It sounds like...someone's coming.
Marleid
Be on your guard, Milletian...
(You hear the sound of footsteps coming from the outside.)
(You look over at Marleid, whose stance is already bristling with wariness.)
> Prompt: Prepare for battle or I am not ready just yet
> Prepare for battle
Shadow Mission: Ruins in the Magical Mist
(You and Marleid stand your ground as a band of Fomors walk into the room.)
Fomor
Where is the band that set out earlier...?
......
What in the...?!
(The fomor lancer enters a combat stance.)
Fomor
Identify yourselves, intruders, or die where you stand!
Piran
Er... Umm...
M-meow...?
Marleid
Piran, just... Just stop trying. For all our sakes.
Piran
Fiiiiiiine...
Fomor
Your lives are forfeit!
Kill them all!!!
(You defeat all the fomorians and black-robed men. Piran and Marleid reconvene with you.)
Piran
Phew. That got pretty hairy for a moment, there!
(Character Name)! Miss Marleid! Are you all right? You're not hurt, are you?
Marleid
A few cuts and scrapes, but nothing major. Thankfully, the Milletion also seems unharmed.
Now that I've seen the Fomors here with my own eyes...
There can be no doubt that this is where they brought the missing people.
Piran
...! R-right. Caught off guard like we were, I didn't quite connect all the dots.
The warband that abducted me was much the same as this.
And if that's so, it means...
Were my friend Laric or the other members of the order being held here? And where are they now?
(Behind you, the last foe you thought felled utters a few words.)
(They look at Piran's pendant.)
Dying Fomor
You... You are... Th-those wings...
*cough* Those wings... They hold... our new...
...They said... they would do it for our sake... *cough*
(The fomor rises up, your party unaware of them.)
Dying Fomor
...Hahaha. It all becomes clear.
I knew it... *cough* They were... They were all lies.
H-how dare you... If here we must perish... then let our grave be yours...!
(As the soldier rises up behind you, about to deal a mortal blow, they get cut down by a man you do not recognize.)
(MISSION END)
Seven Eyelids
...Who might the three of you be? -???
(A tall man stands steadfast, clad in blackened armor that seems as though it could melt into the darkness. His onyx hair frames the stately lines of his face, nearly covering his right eye. Although he seems difficult to read, you can see a quiet conviction set in his visage.)
Stranger
...That was careless of you to leave your back unguarded.
I came because I sensed something amiss, and what should I find but three curious strangers? Who are you? How did you find this place?
Piran
That fellow just saved (Character Name), didn't he?
I thank you for your aid, but.. I'd like to know who you are, too.
(Marleid steps forward, interposing herself between the stranger and everyone else, as though to shield you.)
Marleid
State your name and affiliation. For our part, we are member of a special Expeditionary Force sent from the Kingdom of Aliech.
We thank you for saving the life of our companion, but we must know what brought you here, and how you came to know of it.
I pray your purpose is not to hinder us...
(Marleid quickly and quietly eyes the bolt loaded into her crossbow, flexing her finger over the trigger.)
Piran
M-Miss Marleid! If he were here to harm us, he could have simply let (Character Name) be struck down. L-let's just calm down and talk things over.
Stranger
Very well. I shall name myself, if it will set you at ease.
I am Vayne.
Vayne
You said you are an Expeditionary Force here at the behest of the Kingdom of Aliech? If that is so, then...
(His gaze slowly passes from one person to the next, as though he's searching for something or someone. Finally, it comes to rest on you.)
Vayne
...!
Yes... You must be the Milletian, correct? I had heard the Queen chose you to head the force.
> Prompt: Affirm his guess or Say nothing
Marleid
Vayne. Who are you? And what brought you here?
If there's any chance you're an ally of the Fomors...
Piran
E-easy there, Miss Marleid. He doesn't seem like a bad guy...
Marleid
Stay back, Piran. Fomors are known to attack once their foes have dropped their guard.
Vayne
...I was searching for one of my subordinates. I lost communication with him, with no indication as to why.
As I was crossing the plains, I felt the ground suddenly tremble.
I quickly followed the shaking to where it was the strongest, and what should I find but a band of Fomors descending a staircase to the earth.
Piran
A band...? That must've been the group of Fomors who just attacked us.
Marleid
You said you were hunting for one of your subordinates, but I don't recall ever seeing someone like you at the Royal Castle, or at the Taillteann Headquarters. And judging by that wildly non-standard-issue armor, you're certainly not a soldier in the service of Aliech.
Vayne
That's correct. I'm something of a wanderer - a soldier of fortune, you might say. I prefer not be bound to one place, or to one cause.
Piran
From a band of mercenaries, then? That would make sense, considering the skills he used to save (Character Name) earlier...
Marleid
...
(Marleid remains quiet but vigilant, her crossbow still brandished at the ready and her gaze trained squarely on Vayne.)
Vayne
You're wary. I can understand that. The subordinate I'm seeking is much the same, in fact.
Marleid
Of course I'm wary. Who in their right mind would see a band of Fomors and give chase, seemingly heedless of the dangers that might lie in wait in their underground warren?
Piran
I don't know... If I were as strong as he is, I might follow the Fomors...
Marleid
Piran, would you kindly do us all a favor and refrain from opening your mouth for a few minutes? This man could very well be an ally of the Fomors, in which case it would be in his best interest to deceive us.
Vayne
That's absurd.
The Fomors are no friends of mine, that I can assure you.
I swear it on the name of my god, Hymerark.
Piran
...Wait, what did you just...?
Marleid
Are you a follower of the Order of Hymerark?
Then the subordinate you're searching for might also have... Wait.
Piran, can you recall ever having seen this man before? The Order of Hymerark may be relatively small in number, but I do know they hold regular assemblies. You said that, as a devout follower, you attended those meetings often.
Piran
No, I'd definitely remember if I saw someone that striking at a prayer meeting.
Our order is open to all, and anyone, believer or nonbeliever, is welcome to attend our meetings. But even if we were only to count fellow believers, it's still impossible to remember the face of every member I've ever met...
(Piran hesitates as he squints, trying to scrutinize Vayne's face.)
(Although the tension in the air has eased somewhat, Marleid stil harbors significant doubts as to Vayne's identity and intentions. It seems like you'll probably have to continue discussing the matter with everyone.)
Marleid
...
Vayne
It seems you remain unconvinced. Does a man's sworn oath hold no truck with you?
Piran
Um, Vayne... Far be it from me to question one's faith, but... Are you really a follower of Hymerark?
Vayne
That's correct. How many times shall I proclaim the truth for you to believe it?
Piran
I'm sorry! It's just, Miss Marleid, well... between you and me, I think she may have trust issues. And, if I'm being honest, I'm still somewhat uncertain myself.
Vayne
You seem the sort whose tongue oft betrays his thoughts.
Let's see, how did that passage go..? 'Let not thy feet falter in carrying out thine own will...
Piran
...!
Vayne
Let curiosity's guiding star lead thee down the pathways thy heart yearns to walk.' I suppose if you live your life by that verse, your actions make sense.
Marleid
What are you two talking about? It sounds like a bunch of nonsense to me...
Piran
That's one of my favorite verses from the scriptures of Hymerark!
(As you think back, you do recall Piran saying something like that before.)
Piran
It was that verse that first led me to realize that it's better to attempt something, even if you might stumble or ultimately fail, than to just think about it and never act.
It always felt like Hymerark was encouraging people like me, who may not have any particular skills or talents, telling us to find what we want to accomplish, have courage in our ability to do it, and take action.
Vayne
...That's certainly one way to interpret it.
But I suppose one needs that sort of resilient spirit to overcome life's trials.
Piran
Oh, absolutely. In fact, that's what's brought me all the way here!
W-wait a minute. What were we talking about before we got off on this theological tangent?
Marleid
*sigh* That idiot...
How about you, Milletian? What do you think of this interloper?
Given that he can carry on a discussion of scripture with Piran, I'm forced to acknowledge that he does seem to be familiar with the doctrines of Hymerark.
Still, I'm unsure. Does he seem trustworthy to you? As the leader of the Expeditionary Force, I'll defer to your judgement on this.
> Prompt: I am suspicious of him or I think he can be trusted.
Marleid
...If you're that certain he's a man we can trust, I'll abide by your decision.
You said your name was Vayne, right? Does your missing subordinate also happen to be a member of the Order of Hymerark?
They may have been taken by the Fomors as well, and your search for him led you here, as our search did us.
Vayne
Yes, he's a believer as well. It's been some time since he went missing, however, so I'm trying to find whatever traces may have been left behind.
Piran
Hmm... It sounds like he's been caught up in this terrible business as well.
Marleid
If you found your way here after following evidence left behind by your missing subordinate, Piran's assessment is likely correct. There's a very good chance whoever you're looking for was taken captive and brought here by the Fomors.
My list of questions grows by the minute. How in the world did the Fomors discover this place? How long have they been using it for their barbarous plans? Is the fog magical, or isn't it? And that book on the altar makes for a whole separate list of questions on its own.
If this place is frequented by the Fomors, why is ther a book written in a human language sitting out in the open, unmolested? Doesn't that strike you as rather suspicious?
Piran
Oh... That's a good point!
You could tell it was a strange old book fro the odd pictures and designs on some of the pages, but I didn't have any trouble actually reading it.
Vayne
I gather the three of you haven't been down here long, then?
Piran
No, we arrived just recently. We found this place after questioning those who had been kidnapped but were able to escape. Multiple witnesses told us their captors intended to take them to the Sen Mag Plains.
It's possible my friend Laric was taken here after he was abducted as well. We have to discover where the Fomors have taken the captives and how we can get them back.
Vayne
When you made mention of a book, might I presume you were speaking of that thick, bound volume sitting on the altar?
Marleid
Indeed. Do you know anything about it?
Vayne
Little, I'm afraid. I overheard the Fomor warband as I followed them down here. One of them said that 'all was foretold in The Revelations of the Black Moon.'
Piran
The Black Moon, huh...?
They must have been referring to that book. I thought I heard something about a black moon from the group that ambushed us, too.
Marleid
Then, the question naturally becomes, 'to what do these revelations pertain'? From my assessment, the book struck me as a historical chronicle, albeit with a number of illegible sections and passages scattered throughout.
While some of what I read was vague and difficult to understand, it seems to be a record of events from long ago, pre-dating even the Battle of Mag Tuireadh, and continues up through events of our present era. There was even a passage that I'm very certain was an assulion to Eirawen's ascension to the throne.
It's those references to what seems to be current events and beyond that trouble me.
Vayne
But that volume looks to be no fewer than a hundred years old. Yet you're telling me it contains details of things that have happened within our lifetimes?
Piran
Even though I paged through it as well, it didn't occur to me to think of what it said in terms of modern history. But then, it HAS been rather hectic since we found our way in here.
It's not beyond the realm of possibility that someone wrote it recently, but took painstaking care to make it appear indistinguishable from a real antique book just to dupe others into believing that everything that's happened in this world follows some grand prophecy from long ago.
Marleid
...But why in the world would anyone go to that much trouble? I swear, every time you open your mouth, this whole matter sounds more complicated than it probably is. Maybe just... medidate in silence for now.
Piran
Oh... Okay, Miss Marleid...
Marleid
Now, Milletian, this is merely speculation on my part, but I'd like to confirm something.
Why don't we check the final pages of the book and see the last of these 'Revelations of the Black Moon'?
Vayne
I'm in agreement with the lady.
Take a look at these revelations, Milletian. They may have some clue to offer us.
And from what you've said of the book, I think we shall find its words very interesting indeed.
(So the book on the altar wasn't just a chronicle of history after all? You're curious to find out what the final passages of the book have to say.)
(A hefty tome rests upon the altar. Vayne said the Fomors call this book 'The Revelations of the Black Moon.')
Marleid
It's a strange book. I wouldn't be surprised if it contained ancient magics or occult rituals. Let's have a look at what's written in the last part, shall we?
(You page through the book to the end, near where you left off when you last examined it.)
The Revelations of the Black Moon
The one who observes the world shall disappear, and the first shadow that shall bring about the black moon's rise shall follow after, darkening the land. For the shadow shall deepen, making all as night, and in that darkness shall rise the moon of true chaos, after the seventh night has passed.
Piran
The black moon...? Do they mean a new moon? I doubt this is referring to either Eweca or Ladeca.
Vayne
It could be referring to a moon that is somehow hidden from our sight. Or it may instead be a metaphor for some other force, not a true celestial body.
Marleid
It seems to me that the titular black moon may be the same as this 'moon of true chaos.' We'd better read on and see what the verses have to say.
(You move on to the next verse.)
The Revelations of the Black Moon
At the toll of the first night, [...] will awaken, eye ablaze and enshrouded in abyssal darkness, breaking his great silence. His symbols shall be set in every corner of the realm, calling forth the forgotten ones. So shall he be granted the power to lift the sevenfold lids of the baleful eye.
Piran
What do you think it all means? The passage makes it sound as though the world is coming to an end or something.
Vayne
'Tis a strange proclamation indeed. Is it speaking of the coming of some great monster?
(Vayne sighs deeply. You move on to the next verse.)
The Revelations of the Black Moon
Long have the Fomors awaited the return of the true king, and so shall they enter the mists, there to meet and join their power to [...] Guided by the ancient rite, the Fomors shall make ready for the revival of their lord, offering up those who follow after the false faith, and those with eyes of crimson.
Marleid
'Offering up'?
If the Fomors are making offerings to their old king, then 'offering up' could only mean one thing...
Piran
...Oh no...
No, no, it can't be...
That passage is...
Vayne
These people, the oens who 'follow after the false faith'...
It sounds as though the Fomors have chosen them as offerings to revive something, or someone.
Marleid
It prominently mentions revival as well. Do you think it's suggesting that death is something from which one can return? I mean, Milletians aside, of course.
Live offerings to return the dead to life? Are we to believe the Fomors actually bought into that old superstition and kidnapped people as human sacrifices? I know they're a crude lot, and not terribly bright, but even still...
P-Piran? What's the matter?
(Piran sways, then stumbles, dropping to the ground near the altar.)
(As he does, something metal clatters to the ground. Though slight, the sound resonates in the cavernous underground hall.)
Piran
...!
Th-these are Laric's glasses... Why...
What are they doing here?
He can barely see three paces ahead of him without these. He's not the type who would ever misplace... his glasses...
Laric...
(Piran's hands shake as he carefully picks up the broken spectacles.)
Vayne
Do not despair yet. All we can see is an altar and a pair of broken glasses.
Even accepting that the Fomors have taken your friend and so many others, I don't believe this was their final destination.
Marleid
I don't want to believe it either, but if there's any truth to the passage...
It did make mention of 'entering the mists.' If that mist is one in the same as the magical mist of the old tales, then does that mean the Fomors have gone somewhere else entirely? Some place beyond the mists?
Piran
We were just quietly living our lives, going about our business...
This isn't fair! What did we do to deserve this..? W-we're not a... false faith...
(Looking up, Piran scowls at the altar, then dashes past it, toward the stone ring that quietly floats at the back of the room.)
Marleid
Wait, Piran! It's too dangerous! We still don't have enough evidence to say anything for certain!
Piran
*sniff* Laric... Everyone...
(Piran disappears into the white mist too quickly for anyone to stop him.)
(A thick, white mist slowly seeps from within the floating stone ring.)
Vayne
That young man is headstrong, foolishly honest with his emotions. A pity that it has driven him to such a reckless act.
Marleid
That idiot...! How could he just charge in, knowing nothing of what awaits him on the other side?
I had been planning on investigating this area a bit more thoroughly, then returning to report my findings to Her Majesty.
If what's written in that book of revelations is true, she needs to be informed of the gravity of this situation as soon as possible.
But now, Piran throwing himself into the mists has... complicated the situation, unfortunately.
We have no idea as to where it may lead, and I'll not have you risk going in alone after him, Milletian. Her Majesty was adamant that I ensure your safety at all times.
(You sense a hint of anxiety in Marleid's voice. It's not a tone you're used to hearing from her.)
Marleid
The problem is, I'm not fully certain I can trust Vayne yet. I don't want to leave him with the run of the place while we're elsewhere.
But I can't simply abandon Piran, either...
Vayne
You truly confound me, you know that? It's as though you were cut from the same cloth as my own subordinate.
If doubt toward others is your guiding principle, I fear you'll eventually find yourself all alone.
(Marleid glares at Vayne briefly before looking away with an air of defeat.)
Marleid
I'm sorry to have to ask this of you, Milletian, but I'd like you go find Piran.
I'll remain here with Vayne and... continue our investigation.
Vayne
Surely you jest...
So if he returns safely and nothing has happened here or... wherever it is he's gone, then will you PLEASE stop calling my character into question?
Marleid
We'll see. Once the Milletian has brought Piran back, of course.
Vayne
You'll not rest until you have the last word, will you?
But I can agree to those terms, I would offer to accompany you on your journey, Milletian, but it seems I am... needed here.
Be vigilant. Whatever realm awaits beyond the mists will no doubt hold dangers all its own.
(Marleid silently nods in agreement.)
> Prompt: Enter the mist or I am not ready just yet
> Prompt: Enter the mist
(Find Piran beyond the mists and bring him back safely.)
Shadow Mission: Blurred Visions
(Stepping through the portal's ring, you press through the dense mist that now surrounds you like a billowing fog.)
(You imagine what it might be like when you reach the other side...)
> Prompt: Dark clouds and a cold rain or A full-blown thunderstorm or It is probably clear and peaceful
(And Piran, who disappeared through the portal, into the mist...)
> Prompt: He may have collapsed or He may be crying or He may be curled up or There is no way to know...
(..! You're suddenly hit by a wave of dizziness.)
(You come across a vast plain covered in fog, its weather exactly how you anticipated it to be.)
(... Where IS this place?)
> On-Screen Text: I don't know... And now... It's too late...
(...You hear a voice, and it doesn't seem too far off. Could it be Piran? You'll only know for sure when you find the source.)
(You see something white sparkling on the ground.)
(...But the light scatters as soon as you touch it!)
(The scattered light begins to coalesce and twinkle around you, as if protecting you from something.)
(It seems like a sign of something, but you're not sure what. See if you can find more.)
(You spot another light sparkle ahead and move towards it.)
(You see a light sparkling on the ground, similar to what you found before.)
(As before, once you touch it, it scatters and briefly swarms around you.)
(And like before, the light gathers around you. You again have the distinct feeling it's protecting you from something.)
(...Perhaps Piran followed these strange lights, too.)
(The fog that hangs in the air has grown thicker as you've continued forward, making it more difficult to find additional lights.)
(Once again, more lights swirl and gather, illuminating the surroundings.)
(It occurs to you that perhaps the light from this phenomenon is revealing things that would otherwise not be visible.)
(As you approach the light this time, you feel something different than before.)
Piran
Laric, are you really...? No way...
This must be... no. It can't be. I don't believe this...
But... why...?
......
Hymerark...
(You feel a piercing pain in your chest.)
(Piran may be nearby, Keep searching for him.)
(You find a camp in the mists. Piran is exactly as you thought he'd be.)
> On-Screen text: Is that Piran? You've found him at last!
(As you approach, you hear him lament.)
Piran (Chat Bubble)
No... It can't be...
I'm so sorry, Laric... I was too late...
I'll never see you again...
...Hymerark...
*sobbing*...
(..!)
Piran
...(C-Character Name)...
I-I'm so sorry...
It's... It's just... I can't believe Laric is gone. He's really gone...
(Piran continues to sob, mourning his friend.)
Piran
All I could think about as I ran were the days Laric and I spent together when we were younger.
The times we spent camping, gathered around the fire... Those lazy days when we sat around playing our favorite songs on our mandolins... That once when we snuck into the basement of the church in the middle of the night with nothing but a single candle to light our way...
As I remembered those good times, it was like I could see my memories take shape all around me.
...(Character Name), I've never felt so awful. Not in all my life. I feel like my heart's been torn into a million pieces... It hurts... so much...
(You feel a dark aura surrounding Piran.)
Piran
And now, I don't know what to do. I feel so helpless. What can I do, (Character Name...)?
> Prompt: Answer him sternly or Comfort him
Piran
I just want to melt into this fog and forget everything. It's too painful. What should I do, (Character Name)? What CAN I do...?
(His quiet, trembling voice echoes in your ears.)
(You can see part of yourself in Piran as he desperately grasps for answers, longing for a relief from the pain he feels.)
> Prompt: Remain Silent or Tell him he cannot change what is past
> You cannot change what is past
(You try to remember all the important people you've lost in your life...)
(You tell him that what's already happened can't be changed, and that if he keeps dwelling on his sorrow and grief, he'll never be able to pick himself up and move forward.)
Piran
...
(Character Name)... I wish I was strong, like you. You're such a resilient soul...
I don't think I'm rady to move on yet... or even able to. But since you put it like that, (Character Name)... *sniffle*
(Piran closes his eyes to calm himself, breathes deeply, then opens them again.)
Piran
What can I say but that I'm sorry? When it comes right down to it, I'm a coward. I have no real courage or fortitude. But...
When I realized someone was out there in the fog, looking for me, I knew it was you, (Character Name). Somehow, I could tell.
I was lost, grappling in the darkness, but the moment I realized you were coming for me, I felt a little relieved. Strange, isn't it?
...
(Character Name), as you approached, it seemed like something was shining from the direction you approached from. I don't know if it's just another thing my imagination conjured up, but it's true.
But my mind also keeps going back to those members of the Order of Hymerark who are still being held captive. They must be so terrified, and they have no hope of rescue. No one who's coming to save them... except us.
(Character Name), you came for me, even though you didn't have to. If it means I can be that glimmer of hope for them... If I can save even one, then I can't give up, no matter how much it hurts.
I feel so guilty knowing that the Expeditionary Force's precious time and energy is being wasted on me...
There are plenty more victims still out there, and we know what they're in for if we don't do anything. I want to make sure no one else has to feel like I feel right now.
(Piran nods slowly.)
Piran
Um... Maybe we ought to move further away from that creepy monolith. I feel like the closer I get to it, the deeper the darkness swells around me.
But with you by my side, (Character Name), I feel like I can at least keep my head above water.
Anyway... I suppose we ought to go back now.
(MISSION END)
(Vayne and Marleid carefully pore over the Revelations of the Black Moon.)
Vayne
Ah, you've returned.
Marleid
Milletian! Piran! Are you all right? What happened in there? What was it like?
Piran
M-Miss Marleid... I'm sorryto have gone off like that and made you worry.
Marleid
Well... just as long as you know.
Milletian, I'm glad the two of you were able to return safely. We--
(She stops short, her aquamarine eyes glancing at Vayne.)
Marleid
...I was looking through the Revelations with Vayne, and we happened to discover something I think you'll want to hear.
Vayne
As it so happens, the Revelations of the Black Moon is somehow able to veil its contents depending on the reader.
One person may glance at a page and be able to make out naught but a scant few sentences, while to another, the same page will be filled with verses and even illustrations.
Marleid
We were reading the same page, and it soon became apparent from our confusion with each other's interpretations that we weren't seeing the same thing. Vayne could make out far more than I was able to, though I had no clue as to why.
(Remembering your own experiences with the book, you recall how, even in the middle of some otherwise-legible sentences, a word or two would seem to be mising, or faded beyond easy recognition.)
Piran
Really? When I read it, it looked totally fine. I didn't notice anything missing or fragmented...
Marleid
I do recall thinking it odd that in Piran's assessment of what he read, he made no mention of any missing pages or illegible text.
There must be some sort of condition governing how much one is or isn't allowed to see, but we haven't the time to sit here and puzzle that out. If we need a passage deciphered, we should just give the book to Piran and let him read it.
Piran
M-me? Are you sure about that, Miss Marleid?
Marleid
Why wouldn't I be? It seems the simplest, most efficient option.
Piran
If you're all right with it, I'd be glad to. I'll do anything I can to help the Expeditionary Force!
...Finally, I can do something that might help us find the others. Just leave it to me. I won't let you down.
Marleid
Glad to hear it.
Milletian. While you were in the mists, I gave some thought to those passages at the end of the book we read earlier.
Riddled with metaphor and allegory though they may be, this much is clear: if the passages in this book are indeed prophetic, something terrible is on the verge of being revived.
Vayne
Lady Marleid and I spent quite some time discussing this and came to the conclusion that if the events of the recent past set forth in this book are true to the history we know, then those things yet to happen are also likely to come to pass.
After all, the Fomors would not refer to these writings as 'revelations' without good reason.
Marleid
Don't you 'Lady Marleid' me. How many times must I tell you, I'm neither a noble nor a Knight!
Anyway, I looked, and the particulars of Her Majesty's ascent to the throne were all recorded in the book. Beyond that, it also describes the tragedy of Emain Macha, as well as the events that led to the founding of the Taillteann headquarters run by Andras.
Neither of us could find any evidence in support of the idea that the book had multiple authors, either, since its style and lettering are consistent throughout.
Piran
Do you think those terrible things in the book will really come true?
Even the part about how the members of my order are going to be sacrificed to revive some wicked king?
Marleid
This is... just a working hypothesis, but those verses near the end called the one who would be revived the Fomors' 'true king'. I have a feeling I know who it is they're seeking to revive.
I thought perhaps you might have reached the same conclusion I did. Well...?
Special Answers[show](You mention the name of Balor, the Fomors' original king from the ancient times before Cichol. The fell god who was at last cast down by Lugh Lavada in the great Battle of Mag Tuireadh long ago.)
Piran
Wait, When you say Balor, you mean the legendary Lord of the Fomors? The one they say had the Eye of Death that could destroy whole armies?
But according to the legends, Lugh, the Knight of Light, is said to have finally slaid Balor with the Sword of Light, Fragarach...
Marleid
I see... It seems you and I were thinking along the same lines, Milletian.
(Marleid clears her throat briefly and continues speaking.)
Marleid
My own intuition, based on what I know of the old tales, was that this ancient king of the Fomors is none other than Balor. In the ancient Battle of Mag Tuireadh, it is said he clashed with the Knight of Light, Lugh, and met his end by a fatal blow from the Sword of Light, Fragarach.
In the past, he led legions of Fomors to war against mankind and called forth horrendous entities. It was by Balor's hand that our king Nuadha perished and all was engulfed in flames. So many lives were needlessly lost... It was a massacre; an unspeakable tragedy.
Were it not for the Knight of Light's heroic stand, mankind would not have been able to stop Balor, and may very well have remained locked in a bloody war with the Fomors to this very day. In such a world, we might never have chanced to meet like we did.
Piran
The book did have that verse that spoke of some terrible being awakening, 'eye ablaze and enshrouded in abyssal darkness.' So that blazing eye...
Marleid
Exactly. The ancient king of the Fomors was known far and wide as 'Balor of the Evil Eye.' In fact, I'd go so far as to say it was his defining feature.
Those who gazed into his Eye of Death would be swallowed up in endless darkness and either fall into madness or die from the unending pain and fear that enveloped them.
Vayne
All the tales that mention Balor are very old, though, and you surely know how such stories often grow exaggerated with the passage of generations. But if this is all true, I am very curious what would agitate the Fomors into going to such lengths to revive him.
Piran
Those were my thoughts exactly. I mean... haven't the Fomors already had another king leading them for a long time now?
And then, the next verse goes on to say that 'his symbols shall be set in every corner of the realm,' and some later passages tie them to whatever method the Fomors are using to resurrect their king. But what does it mean? Maybe we should go over that part again.
Marleid
...For my part, I need to report our findings to Her Majesty immediately.
Llywelyn may well have been busy gathering new intelligence himself. If we share with he and Queen Eirawen what we've managed to glean from this place, we may be able to confirm how much truth there is to the Revelations of the Black Moon.
Vayne
Oh? You're fine with leaving me unattended, milady?
Marleid
...Given the circumstances, I don't have a choice. I gave my word that I would trust you if Piran and the Milletian returned safely.
Vayne
Seeing you cleave to your principles and hold fast to your word heartens me. It is uncommon to see the spirit of knightly chivalry so wholeheartedly represented. 'Tis unfortunate that you cannot gain official entry into the knighthood, alas.
Marleid
Why must you incessantly bring up the knighthood?
Piran
C-calm down, Miss Marleid! This is no time to be fighting amongst ourselves! That goes for you too, Vayne. You shouldn't say things you know will rouse her ire.
Marleid
*sigh*...
All right, Milletian, here is what I propose. I will ride to Rath Royal Castle and speak with Llywelyn and Her Majesty. I'm concerned that another band like the one we encountered earlier may appear while I'm gone, so I'd like you to wait here with Piran and our man of mystery.
(Marleid throws a dissatisfied glance Vayne's way, but he seems unfazed.)
Piran
Don't worry about us, Miss Marleid. Vayne may be a bit of a somber fellow, but he seems reliable enough to me.
And as a brother in the Order of Hymerark, I'll do whatever I can to make sure he doesn't cause any trouble for (Character Name)!
Marleid
...Piran, if your intent was to ease my concern, I'm afraid you just had the opposite effect.
At any rate, I must be off, Milletian. I leave this place in your care.
(With a curt bow, Marleid bids you farewell and disappears up the stone staircase that lead out of the subterranean gateway to Tech Duinn.)
From Bud to Blossom
If we read over the Revelations, we may be able to uncover more details about the resurrection of Balor! -Piran
Piran
Hmm... I think I know what I ought to do now.
(Filled with a renewed determination, Piran walks to the altar and begins reading the passages of the Revelations of the Black moon to pertain to current events. Some time passes...)
Piran
Well, (Character Name), I did it. I read all the relevant parts.
Er... I apologize for looking through the book without permission, but once I discovered no one else could read the entirety of what was written in it, I figured it would be better if I read it and was able to summarize it for our benefit.
Vayne
And...? Did your study turn up anything new? I'd prefer to track down my subordinate's whereabouts sooner, rather than later.
Piran
Well, the last section is strange. It seems to continue on after the part after the offerings, but to my surpsise, I couldn't make out much after that.
Given that it's the end of the book, I didn't expect there to be things left hanging.
Vayne
Do you think there might be another volume out there in the world? If this is truly a prophecy about events past and things yet to come, it stands to reason that there would be more to say regarding the future.
Piran
You make a fair point. If this is just one in a series spanning multiple volumes, it makes more sense that it seems to end as abruptly as it does, implying some sort of continuation.
Anyway, let me pick out some highlights for you.
(Piran begins to flip through the last couple pages, stopping to read you several verses.)
The Revelations of the Black Moon
The first symbol shall be raised up in the land of mists, and in Uladh more shall follow: seven eyes in the darkness, nourished by the blood and tears spilt upon that land, fermented by the inexorable flow of time.
So shall the symbols' black sustenance course through the veins of the world, rendered up as a foundation for the new soul to be rejoined with the resurrected flesh.
Vayne
...Seven symbols in total. We can likely assume these to be the same symbols referred to in an earlier passage.
Piran
I think so as well. The prophecies make it sound as though these symbols are carved into each area somewhere, as they're gathering energy that's being used to power some strange process.
There aren't any pictures of the page showing what the symbol looks like, but we can safely assume there are at least six scattered across the continent.
Vayne
So if the verses speak true, these symbols upon the land are absorbing some manner of power and channeling it to create a... consciousness? A soul?
Piran
It sounded to me like the 'flesh' had already been recreated through some other process...
(Piran trails off, shaking his head a few times as he musters his conviction.)
Piran
(Character Name), I have an idea about what sort of symbol we might be looking for. Do you remember that strange stone monolith we saw in the land beyond the mists?
It was giving off this weird light even through the fog, and I remember a shape like an eye crudely carved into it that glowed like hot embers. When I looked at it, it almost felt like it was... looking back at me.
Vayne
If the Fomors are using these monoliths to revive their king, I would expect they've set them up in remote places where they wouldn't be easily chanced upon by any human passers-by.
They may not be the smartest bunch, but they're intelligent enough to recognize that much, at least.
Piran
Now, the prophecies do clue us in as to the location of one of these symbols: the one that's 'raised up in the land of mists.'
Vayne
...Then our course seems clear. We should venture through the mists, to the place you saw before.
If these symbols are absorbing power, then by destroying them, would that not interfere with the Fomors' plans to revive their ancient king, if not halt them entirely?
Piran
If we act quickly, we may be able to make sure Balor stays good and dead.
And most importantly, in doing so, we could save so many more from being sacrificed for these evil ends.
When I think about it in those terms, there's no time to waste. Let's find these symbols the Fomors have set up and destroy them!
(Travel beyond the mists once more and find the symbol the Fomors have erected in that strange land.)
(The land beyond the mists seems to hide a great many secrets. The mysterious symbol you're seeking lies there, amidst the fog-shrouded landscape. You also get the feeling the portal you used isn't the only entrance to that realm...)
(But for the present, you should focus on finding the first of the symbols mentioned in the prophecy.)
Shadow Mission: Unsurpassable
(Stepping through the gate, you find yourself on a rolling plain. As before, an ever-present fog seems to hang in the air.)
Vayne
It's a rather... unsettling place. Strangely quiet and still. You said you saw the first symbol here, did you not?
Piran
Yes, it was right around here somewhere. I remember a strange feeling coming over me as I got closer to it, and now I feel it again...
I don't remember the exact location, but let's start searching this area. It looks like a stone monolith, so it shouldn't be that hard to find again.
Vayne
It seems the Fomors are more crafty than I gave them credit for. This is not a place one can traverse with ease. Most would never know it existed.
Piran
But... here we are, Fomors be damned. We have to stop them. We can't let any more people suffer.
Let's go, (Character Name)!
(You move ahead alongside Vayne and Piran.)
(Piran suddenly gets knocked away by a strange object speeding through.)
(It looks like an orb, and it is aimed at you next. Unable to stop it, you get knocked down as well.)
(However, as Vayne presses on ahead, unfazed, the weird contraption crashes against him, destroyed, and he simply moves on as if nothing happened.)
(Having destroyed the strange orb, Vayne presses ahead on his own.)
Piran
H...huh? (Character Name), did you see what happened? What did he do to that weird orb?
Heeeeey, Vayne! Wait for us! I hope he hasn't gone too far ahead. This is one place you really don't want to get lost in!
(Piran starts to rush ahead and you follow suit. Another one of those orbs appears, but this time Piran manages to avoid it.)
(However, as he catches his breath, the orb charges at him from behind, knocking him unconscious.)
> On-screen text: Rescue the unconscious Piran!
(More orbs appear, and with Piran down, you rush in to protect him from harm, avoiding the Tathlums.)
(However, that leaves you open for an attack. But before you get knocked down as well, Vayne reappears and blocks the hit for you.)
(...!)
Vayne
Ah, here you are. I was worried when I didn't see you following.
Are those things giving you trouble? You, the one they call the hero of Erinn?
From all the stories I'd heard, I expected you to be nigh-unstoppable.
Piran
Uh... Ermmm...
Vayne
...
It looks like our first priority should be getting Piran to a safer location. We can find the symbol after that.
(Vayne looks your way, as though he has something to say, but then diverts his attention toward helping Piran to his feet.)
(You decide it's best to take Piran back to the Tech Duinn Entrance for now.)
(MISSION END)
(Piran lies collapsed on the floor, his body still but for brief bouts of shivering. His breaths come short and wheezing, as though in the throes of a nightmare, or some inner pain.)
Vayne
Your friend is quite the headstrong fellow, Milletian, rushing into the unknown without preparing a suitable defense.
His conviction is worthy of admiration, but he should know his limits.
(You know that monolith is out there in the fog somewhere, but it's difficult to get close to it because of all those strange orbs rolling at you.)
(They barely seemed to slow Vayne down at all, though...)
> Prompt: Ask how he did it or Stare at him until he talks
Vayne
It would be difficult to compare my own strength to that of a Milletian, but I have survived many years and many battlefields, ever training and honing my abilities.
...And through it all, I gradually became aware of something I wanted. Something I have continued to seek, even as I've gone about my other business.
For the sake of that desire, I have fought and bested countless foes, but with every victory, my dream proved more elusive than before.
Somewhere along the way, I reached my peak. In hindsight, I now see that it was but one plateau on a boundless ascent, but I availed myself of no such wisdom at the time.
In my pride, I believed there were none stronger than me. In my arrogance, I thought there was nothing left to improve upon.
I was the picture of conceit, clad in the raiment of vainglory. Until that day...
(Vayne gently closes his eyes, as if recalling a vivid memory. When at last he opens them again, it's as if they're burning with a quiet fire.)
Vayne
One would be tempted to call it luck, for what else could describe it but a turn of outrageous fortune? The events of that fateful day changed my life utterly. In their wake, I was forced to abandon all that I had, all that I was, and grow.
As I think on it now, it was almost like a miracle. Saved from my own hubris, I was finally able to surpass what I had thought to be my limits.
Surely it sounds strange to your ears, hearing such an experience deemed a miracle. My subordinate once thought so, but after serving under me, he came to think it no less than a divine blessing.
From then on, I understood the meaning of 'strength' in a way I never had before. It was as if I now held the key to open a door which until then I had never even perceived. I grew in might beyond the plateau at which I thought I had reached the pinnacle of my own ability.
That is why I was able to stride through the fog of Tech Duinn unfazed. Had I been my old self, I would no doubt have been flattened as quickly as that boy.
I cannot help but wonder what would happen if one as powerful as you were to have such a transformative experience. If you, the savior of Erinn, were to see your myriad strengths as stepping stones rather than summits... how much more could you become?
In truth, I have a chance to pass this gift on to another. A knowledge of exceeding one's limits, and the power that flows forth from it.
In my travels, I've met a few candidates who seemed to have merit, but when I spoke with them and told them what I have told you, they found the concept difficult to grasp. It is no simple thing to find those possessed of their own strength who are nevertheless willing to believe in a miracle.
Few are they who can readily accept that which lies outside the circle of their understanding. There were times I walked away feeling that my petition had fallen upon deaf ears.
And even among those who could be made to understand, there was but a scant handful who could truly internalize the concept. It would shock you, the extent to which people can lust after power.
...Milletian.
(You see yourself reflected in Vayne's ashen eyes.)
Vayne
Since fate first brought us together, I felt that it was no less than destiny's hand that guides us hence.
You require a power greater than you now possess to safely traverse the mists.
But to do so, you will have to embrace that same miracle that has made me who I am. But who knows... Perhaps, to one with your talents, it will be a simple thing.
If you mean to grow; to eclipse what you thought you knew and continue a life rife with heroic feats, you may have little choice.
I have seen enough in my life that I do not doubt my instincts, but before I expound upon the details, I must ask what you think of all of this. I don't wish to waste any more energy entreating another faithless prospect. Think on it, and once you have found your answer, let me know.
I hope only that my words have found purchase within your heart, for this offer I extend but once.
(Vayne grins, then turns away. It is difficult to know what conviction lies behind his steadfast gaze and inscrutable smile.)
(Whatever he spoke of, it may be necessary if you hope to approach the monolith on the plains of Tech Duinn. Think it over carefully, then make your decision.)
Vayne
...It seems you've made your decision.
I confess, I hope to hear you answer in the affirmative... I've taken a liking to you...
(Will you accept Vayne's instruction in learning more about what he deems no less than a 'miracle'?)
> Prompt: Shake your head or Nod your assent
Vayne
Haha. It fills me with gladness to hear you say that. A chance encounter may have brought us together, but perhaps I was meant to meet you.
...Now come. I will let you experience what I felt when this miracle was first bestowed upon me.
Long has it been since I had the opportunity to share this. There was a time when I considered it precious beyond measure.
(Vayne reaches beneath his breastplate and withdraws what appears to be a curved horn.)
(No sooner has he placed the object into your hands than you feel a strange force rushing through your body, from the depths of your solar plexus to the tips of your fingers.)
Vayne
Have you begun to feel it already? It is acting with great alacrity within you. Is it because you're a Milletian? Or...
Well, I don't suppose that matters.
For now, just close your eyes and focus on what I gave you. Most people won't feel anything, but...
Perhaps heroes are made of sterner stuff.
(You notice Vayne's voice has taken on an oddly provocative tone, but it could just be your imagination...)
(Focus on the object in your hands, as he instructed.)
(You focus on the horn.)
Shadow Mission: Hysterical Night
(You slowly become aware of your surroundings, seen through the eyes of another. Are these the memories Vayne spoke of?)
(The plains before you are empty, filled only with billows of acrid smoke and the scent of burning wood.)
(Vayne said that a life-changing event took place one fateful day. Something that redefined his existence and became the driving force that allowed him to grow strong enough to travel even the mists of Tech Duinn. Whatever it was that happened, it must have made an incredible impact.)
Vayne
...
(The bodies of the dead and dying litter the ground. Surveying this brutally ravaged battlefield, you can only guess at the ferocity of the fighting that transpired here.)
Vayne
Surveying such a scene does little to stir my heart. And yet, how terrible the destruction; how great the carnage...
It should be a simple enough matter to find the survivors, but at this rate, the war will be over sooner rather than later.
Is that the best they could do? How disappointing. But then, what was I expecting from an army without its leader?
...Oh?
???
Y-you! Stop!
???
How dare you... I'll never forgive what you've put us through!
Vayne
Ah--! There are still some yet clinging to life.
Very well. Lest too light winning make the prize light...
Come, and die upon my sword.
(Vayne single-handedly kills many soldiers, without taking a scratch.)
Vayne
...Pitiful. Was that their best?
It beggars belief that this war has been drawn out this long by a force comprised of such fragile, feeble soldiers like you.
(A winged figure appears in the distance.)
Vayne
Ah...!
So, you take the field at last. The one upon whom all their hopes are pinned.
(Through the haze of the memory, you see Vayne smile pompusly, flexing his fingers around the handle of his greatsword. The prospect of this showdown seems to excite him, and though he's happy to face a worthy opponent.)
Vayne
Excellent. Finally, an end to this tedium.
Let us see whether you're even half the man I've heard.
(You watch the memory as Vayne and The Long-remembered Archfoe battle it out. Ultimately, it seems Vayne has the upper hand, but then..)
Vayne
...
What was that?!
(Suddenly, you feel like time itself has stopped. It it because Vayne's memory is incomplete? Was he knocked unconscious?)
(...! You feel a strange force restraining Vayne's body.)
Vayne
What foul sorcery is this?!
Who DARES to impede me? This is MY battle, and mine alone!
(The long-remembered archfoe gets closer to Vayne.)
???
Perhaps the gods above have seen our plight and heard our prayers. Whatever the case, I'll not squander the opportunity to finish this at last.
Vayne
Coward! How dare you resort to such craven tactics...! I had expected so much more from you! Ardor! Might! A seetehing anger that would match me blow for blow!
???
Go to hell, you monster. May your face never darken this land again!
Vayne
This... What have you done...?!
(As the Archfoe strikes, your vision fades.)
...
(It clears up on the evening sky of that battlefield.)
...
(As the scene fades around you, everything seems to slow until all motion has ceased.)
Vayne
...You seem to have synced with my memory surprisingly well. I'd half expect you to inform me you do things like this semi-regularly.
I confess... it is not a comfortable experience, having my past on display like this.
(From somewhere outside the sphere of the memory, you hear Vayne speaking to you.)
Vayne
When you plunged into the mists of Tech Duinn to rescue that boy, I knew then that you were capable of greatness. And you have proven my intuition true. Were it not so, you would never have been able to see my memory.
But I bid you wake from this vision. I think you've seen enough.
(You feel suddenly light, as if something is pulling your body upward...)
(MISSION END)
Eyes Wide Shut
I think you'll now find it quite possible to travel through the mists safely. -Vayne
(You feel your whole body trembling, but with each passing minute, you grow more accustomed to the feeling, until you scarcely notice it.)
Vayne
...
(Vayne watches quietly, studying your reaction)
> Prompt: Say you feel fine or Stare at him until he talks
(Vayne shrugs his shoulders, continuing to speak.)
Vayne
You may not feel anything just yet. It took some time for me to gain an understanding of it, and longer still to master it.
(He levels his unreadable gaze at you. His hand, cold to the touch, brushes your cheek, then falls away.)
Vayne
...It is weak - still in its nascent state - but it is there. I feel it. Soon the power of Briogh will gather within you and you will have all you need to surpass your limits.
To touch and understand this power is to gain fundamental insights into Briogh, the essence of all nature. Those who have made the power their own can at times even recognize others who have manifested it, and and in turn influence and be influenced by them.
Though the expression isn't one I favor, for those like you, the actualization of that power carries with it all the force of a 'divine blessing.'
You will feel your inexperience at the outset, stumbling like a child taking his first steps, but soon you shall walk... and then run. My earnest hope is to find more individuals fit to wield the power conferred by Briogh. Thus in my travels, I have ever sought those souls who are truly worthy.
I have no desire to waste my time with the rabble...
We live in strange times, friend, and ill tidings seem ever at the door. The world has great need of those who possess power.
...I am glad to have met another worthy of the power of Briogh, but unfortunately, our celebrations will have to wait.
(Vayne glances towards Piran, still lying motionless on the ground.)
Vayne
He has yet to regain consciousness, and I would not see him left there alone.
What say you, Milletian. Would you care to put your newfound power through its paces?
I will remain here and keep watch over Piran. You can head through the mists of Tech Duinn and accomplish what we originally meant to.
...Though, I daresay your friend won't be pleased when she returns to find I've distracted you from your Expeditionary Force work.
You may have been knocked off your feet before, but in your current state, you will be more than enough to deal with those obstacles. But again, I remind you that though your may experience some initial discomfort, it will soon pass once you begin to understand the nature of Briogh for yourself.
(His eyes seem to keep searching you, watching for any sign of what might happen next. You wonder whether you really can cross the fod-shrouded plains of Tech Duinn now. You don't feel that much different than before, but you won't know until you try.)
(Head toward the land beyond the mists.)
(Travel beyond the mists and find the first symbol.)
Shadow Mission: The First step
(As you enter the strange land once again, you soon discover signs of the path you took earlier.)
(As you continue onward, fog hanging low over the ground...)
(...you hear the sound of those strange spheeres slowly rolling along the ground. It's almost as though they're protecting the monolith.)
(The spots where they hit you are still tender, in fact. When you were last here, they seemed to shoot out of the fog without warning.)
(Vayne firmly believes in the potential within you, and claims to have given you all you need to surpass what you thought were your limits...)
(Sudddenly, you feel a mysterious energy begin to coalesce around you.)
(Try to approach the monolith!)
> On-screen text: Defeat Tathlum and go to the monolith!
(With the Iron Will protecting you, you defeat the tathlums and move on to the monolith.)
(Though your whole body is numb from the shock, you're able to shatter the monolith.)
(But no sooner does it crumble before you than your vision suddenly grows blurry, a sharp pain throbbing in your head.)
> On-screen text: The time has come at last for the Black Moon to rise.
> On-screen text: That watcher whose vigil had for so long suppressed us has disappeared.
> On-screen text: Long has it been since the Fomors turned their backs on their leader, from whom their hopes and purposes diverged.
> On-screen text: When the king who was of old awakens from his slumber, the beginning of the first night shall be at hand.
(The wave of dizziness recedes almost as quickly as it came upon you, and your vision clears up moments after.)
(The unknown voice still reverberates in your head, echoing like a ringing of the ears. It is an unpleasant sensation, to say the least.)
(...! You catch the glint of something lying in the debris of the broken monolith. It is some sort of cylinder, engraved with strange markings and ringed about with several faceted bands that seem to turn on their own.)
(It would probably be a good idea to leave this place for now and rejoin your allies.)
(MISSION END)
(You return to find Vayne standing still, his arms crosses and eyes closed. Even before you approach him, it seems he has already sensed your return.)
Vayne
...And? How was it? I presume you spent far less time knocked onto your backside.
I've been watching young Piran. His breathing is steady, but he shows no signs of stirring. I'm not sure he'll awaken anytime soon.
(Vayne seems both bothered and concerned, but at least Piran's slow breaths seem to be less wheezy than before.)
Vayne
So, what became of the monolith? According to the prophecies in the book, it sounded as though the Expeditionary Force is supposed to destroy them. Were you able to?
(You explain what happened in Tech Duinn.)
Vayne
So you destroyed the monolith with the symbol and found a... puzzle in the rubble?
Might I have a look at it? If any of the symbols on it was enabling the revival, I may be able to detect a lingering trace of magic from it.
(You nod, handing him the Evil Eye Cryptex while wondering, in passing, if he has a knack for puzzles.)
(Vayne takes the cylinder and inspects it carefully, turning it over in his hands and spinning through each of its symbol-engraved bands. Seemingly satisfied, he hands it back to you.)
Vayne
...Fascinating. I did feel something. A feeling not dissimilar to what I felt when we gazed upon the Revelation of the Black Moon.
You recall the missing words and passages in the book, yes? My assumption had been that someone had cast a powerful spell on the text to keep unwelcome eyes from understanding what was written there.
But as I handled that thing you retrieved from the monolith, I began to wonder whether the two were somehow connected.
As of now, I can't say with any certainty, but it may be some manner of cipher that would allow us access tot he parts of the book that even Piran was unable to read. ...Hmm? Did you hear that?
(...You hear distant voices, likely from somewhere up on the Sen Mag Plains.)
Vayne
It would seem we have vistors. They don't seem hostile. though.
Why don't you head up and check things out? I'll remain here with Piran.
(You should ascend the staircase and see what's happening on the Sen Mag Plains.)
Phantoms Among the Snow
I've shared everything we've learned so far with Queen Eirawen. Did anything happen while I was gone? -Marleid
(It appears Marleid has returned, and she's brought several soldiers back with her.)
Marleid
Oh, there you are. I was just about to head down.
Apologies, Milletian; my errand kept me longer than I expected. Her Majesty was kind enough to grant me the use of some soldiers to guard this area. Has anything happened while I was away?
(...A lot of things happened, actually. Where do you even begin?)
> Prompt: I destroyed the monolith. or Piran got knocked out.
(Marleid goes silent, perhaps taking some time to compose her thoughts. She looks toward the stairs leading down to the gateway to Tech Duinn.)
Marleid
I recounted all that happened to her Majesty, and shared everything we've learned so far. Llywelyn also apprised me of what's been happening among the nobility since we left the castle.
Rumors are already circulating about the Expeditionary Force's earlier investigations. It's likely that word of our search for the missing followers of the Order of Hymerark spread among the people after those we helped returned to take shelter with their families.
The members of the order have become more cautious as well, and I believe we'll soon see a dramatic downturn in the number of abductions.
Of course, our own work is far from done. This investigation will continue until we get to the root of what's happening and put a stop to it.
Llywelyn's conclusion was that if we were actually able to find the symbol mentioned in the Revelations of the Black Moon, then whatever is written in the prophecies may very well come to pass.
And now I return, only to hear you tell me that you've found and destroyed the Evil Eye Monolith, which would appear to be that very symbol...
What more can I say? It seems the prophecies really are true after all.
And now we have to contend with nothing less than the resurrection of Balor, the ancient Lord of the Fomors... Not only is it a difficult pill to swallow, it's a bitter one as well.
Much about the circumstances leading to this investigation made me uneasy from the beginning, and that feeling has only deepened the more we've learned. But it won't do to just sit around sighing and worrying. Not while there are countermeasures to be taken.
I saw we hunt down every one of the symbols from the prophecy and smash them to pieces, just like you did with the first one.
If there's one thing we can do to wrap up the case, that's it. I'd like to resolve this quickly and return to Her Majesty's side.
It makes me nervous to be away from her. I'm sure Llywelyn is providing support in his typical Llywelyn-ish fashion, but I still can't help but feel apprehensive.
Let's head back into the chamber and discuss what we know about where the other symbols might be.
(Marleid strides toward the staircase that lead underground.)
(Piran, who was still out cold when you left, is now awake and chatting with Vayne. He still seems not quite steady on his feet, but he smiles weakly when he sees you.)
Piran
Oh... (Character Name)..!
Vayne told me that you and he brought be back here after I was knocked out. I'm so sorry to make you go through all of that. I feel like I'm always a burden.
Vayne
He awoke shortly after you left for the surface. In the time you were gone, I bought him up to speed on all that has transpired since he was rendered unconscious.
I told him as well about the cylindrical puzzle you discovered when you destroyed the monolith.
Piran
I was stunned to hear about it. You guys sure were busy while I was out.
Vayne thinks the cryptex has some sort of connection to the Revelations of the Black Moon.
Vayne
...This is little more than speculation on my part, but my intuition tells me we should let Piran take a look at it. He may notice something that escaped our analysis.
Marleid
It sounds like whatever this thing is, it contains an enormous amount of magic. Why would you hand something like that to Piran?
Vayne
Of the three of us, he was the one who could read the greatest amount of the Revelations, including most of the passages that were being magically obscured.
It may well be that the one who raised the monolith and bewitched the pages of the book is...
(Vayne shoots Piran a sidelong glance.)
Vayne
...Well, consider this. Whoever cast such a spell on the book did not likely take into account that it might fall into the hands of someone with absolutely no magical power. After all, it's very unusual for anyone to possess no magical ability whatsoever... unless perhaps they've masked it with a powerful enchantment.
Piran
...Wait. Are you talking about me?
Marleid
It's true that one must anticipate and prepare for dangers both physical and magical before they happen, and that is as true here as anywhere else.
Each of us, when we read the Revelations of the Black Moon, was able to understand varying amounts of what was written because the spell cast on the book works by interacting with the reader's innate magic. That's how what may appear faded and obscured to one reader might be perfectly legible to another.
But if the reader had no innate magical energy for the spell to key off of in the first place...
(Marleid grows quiet, unable to bring herself to finish the sentence.)
Piran
...
So, um... You're saying that I have no magical ability whatsoever, and because of that, it helped us with the investigation, right?
That's a good thing, isn't it? Haha!
Vayne
They likely thought that someone possessing no magical ability would be no threat to them, if in fact they thought about it at all.
But that was their mistake. The Fomors have always been rather dim-witted, sloppy in their strategizing.
Marleid
Well, at least that provides a working explanation as to why Piran can read the book without any trouble. It seems almost absurd to consider, but it's the simplest thing I can think of that accounts for all we've noticed.
Vayne
Exactly. And to bring this full circle, because I sensed from this 'cryptex' a similar residual energy as from the Revelations of the Black Moon, I posited that the person who could decipher one may well be able to do the same with the other.
(...That makes as much sense as finding a metal cylinder inside a giant slab of rock. You figure it couldn't hurt for Piran to take a look at it. Maybe he's secretly a genius when it comes to puzzles...)
Piran
Ooof. This thing's a bit heftier than it looks. Oh... and when I look through the gaps in the bands around the center, I can just make out something inside of it.
(Piran gives the object a few light shakes, examining it from a number of different angles.)
Marleid
Careful with that, Piran. I don't want you to fumble it and break something.
Vayne
And now, to watch.
Piran
...Uh... Huh.
This thing kinda... popped open just now. Is it supposed to do that? Oh, and here's what was inside. It's a rolled-up piece of parchment.
Marleid
...
Vayne
...I knew it.
Piran
Oh no... Did I muck up something up again?
Marleid
Just the opposite, Piran. You did what none of the rest of us could do.
Now, about that parchment... Let's unroll it and see what's written.
Piran
Thank Hymerark...
I actually made myself useful for once!
The lettering on this is tiny, and it's a bit difficult to make out. Give me a minute or two to suss it out and I'll let you know what it says!
Vayne
Heh... Look at him, all fired up. He's a buoyant lad, I'll grant him that.
Marleid
...That's his strength. What keeps him going.
(Since you recovered the cryptex from the shattered monolith, you suspect it may hold clues as to the whereabouts of one of the other symbols.)
(Speak with Piran once he's puzzled out what's written on the unrolled piece of parchment.)
(Piran is intensely focused on the piece of parchment he recovered from within the crytpex.)
Piran
Hmm... If you were thinking it might have something to do with the location of the next symbol, it sounds like you're right.
Like I said, the letters are awfully tiny, and the lighting down here isn't great, but I can just make it out. Here, why don't I read it aloud?
Near the first step of all journeys, in a field of silent white it sleeps, where time and souls together there a frozen vigil keep. There the second symbol stands, above the slumb<ring druid - his regret a ceaseless wellspring; a feast of darkened mood.
Piran
...That's what it says.
Marleid
A riddle, then. Though, granted the limited space available on the parchment, it was unrealistic to expect a detailed description... or perhaps a helpful map of coordinates.
To the intended reader, this cryptic description is supposed to clearly tell where the next symbol can be found. But... since we would seem to fall squarely into the category of UN-intended readers, we'll have to figure out where this clue is pointing us to.
Piran
Hmm... A field of silent white...
Marleid
Care to venture a guess, Milletian?
> Answer: Sidhe Sneachta
(You see Marleid give a tiny smile as you offer your guess.)
Marleid
I'm glad we seemed to have arrived at the same conclusion. It gives me greater certainty that's where we ought to go.
Piran
I take it Sidhe Sneachta must be the field covered with snow then, right?
Who would've guessed the Fomors would place one of their monoliths in such a quiet, peaceful place?
Marleid
Just think. We'll be doing a public service by clearing away such an unsightly chunk of rock.
Vayne
Well then, I suppose it's finally time for us to part ways.
(Vayne, who has been listening quietly, finally speaks up.)
Piran
Vayne? After all we've been through, I sort of thought you might come with us...
Marleid
What are you talking about, Piran? He's not part of the Expeditionary Force.
I realize you're grateful he saved you, and I share that sentiment. But that doesn't mean he's cleared to join our mission.
Vayne
Worry not; I have no intention of forcing my way into your party.
Though... I confess, I wish our parting might have been postponed, Milletian.
I would have enjoyed the chance to speak with you more.
(His quiet gaze settles on you momentarily before moving on.)
Vayne
But who knows? I plan to continue my search for my missing subordinate, so our paths may cross again someday, Hymerark willing.
Marleid
I ask only that you tell no one of this place.
Vayne
You may rest assured of that. Who would I tell? And even were I to shout it in the city square, who would believe me?
I suppose I ought to take my leave of this place first. I doubt Lady Marleid would have it any other way.
Marleid
...
Piran
M-Miss Marleid...
I'm sorry to see you go, Vayne. For what it's worth, we could use a man of your talents. Thank you again for all your help.
I... I'm sure you'll find your subordinate. We'll be doing our utmost to bring an end to these abductions as well.
Vayne
...Thank you. Then, until we chance to meet again...
May Hymerark guide you upon your path.
(With that, Vayne ascends the stairs and is gone.)
Piran
Oh, have a heart, Miss Marleid! He helped bring me back from the mists when I got knocked out, and he's been nothing but helpful this entire time.
How could you be so cold?
Marleid
It's easy. I don't trust anyone whose identity and affiliation haven't been vouched for.
For example, Piran, the only people I can trust in our present investigation are you and the Milletian. I'll continue to doubt and be wary of anyone else until such a time as they provide sufficient evidence for me to regard them otherwise.
Piran
But...
Marleid
There's nothing else for it. Someone has to do it, and it's certainly not either of you.
Milletian, we should begin the trek to Sidhe Sneachta.
If we destroy the second symbol that's been erected there, I have little doubt we'll discover the whereabouts of the third in turn.
Piran
The prophecies seem to imply a total of seven of these stone monoliths with the symbols on the continent. If we can destroy them all...
We may be able to stop the Fomors from reviving Balor and save all the missing people in one go!
Marleid
Let's not get ahead of ourselves. It would be wonderful to accomplish what you just said, but we need to take this step by step, as befits the task given to the Expeditionary Force.
Anyway, let's be on our way.
(Travel to Sidhe Sneachta to find the second monolith.)
(Marleid stands straight as a ramrod, perfectly still depite the biting wind. Piran, in contrast, shivers beside her, puffing into his hands and trying to capture even a small bit of warmth.)
Marleid
I can see the cold is getting yo you, Piran. If you're really that uncomfortable, it's all right if you wait for us in the village.
Piran
Um... No, I... I'm fine! I can bear it! *sniff*
Besides, if we do find and destroy one of those monoliths, I need to be here so we can open the cryptex inside as soon as possible.
I want to stay with you, (Character Name). You too, Miss Marleid.
A... Achoo!
Marleid
You're stubborn about the oddest things. It's almost endearing...
Anyway, moving on, the second symbol is supposed to be somewhere in this area, according to the clue written on that parchment.
From how the two of you described it, it certainly has an unnatural appearance, so I doubt it should be too hard to spot.
Piran
It's a bit hard to believe it would just be sitting out there for anyone to stumble upon. Do you expect there's some sort of defensive mechanism, like those magical orbs from before?
Surely they must have come up with SOME sort of defensive measure to keep it from being found or tampered with, right?
Marleid
No doubt. The fact that one smashed into you and knocked you clean out speaks to the general effectiveness of said defensive measures.
Piran
Ack! L-let's not bring that up anymore than we really have to, okay?
(Character Name), let's give this place a thorough combing over. Come on, we haven't any time to sit idle!
(Piran gestures at you, though it looks more like he's flailing around to hide his embarassment.)
(The second symbol-inscribed monolith should be around here somewhere. See if you can find it.)
(After looking around, you find what you were looking for.)
(A blackened monlith juts up above the powdery white of the snowfield. The foreboding eye carved into its surface seems to eerily observe your approach.)
(The glowing eye symbol is the same as you observed on the monolith you destroyed in Tech Duinn.)
> Prompt: Destroy the statue or Take a deep breath and...
> Prompt: Destroy the statue
(As you raise your hand to destroy the monolith, the light itself around you seems to grow dim.)
Shadow Mission: Shining in the Snow
(You regain your composure, but feel that something about your surroundings has changed. You hear voices, as though someone far off is calling your name, but the sound is lost upon the chill wind.)
(It seems like a powerful enchantment has been cast upon the monolith to prevent anyone from interfering with it. But you aren't about to simply sit back and let the events of the prophecy play out. You must destroy it, no matter what.)
(As you try to destroy the monolith, a black energy surges forth from it, and pushes you away. Monster appear, defending it.)
(You deal with the monsters.)
> On-screen text: A monster's savage roar can be heard not too far away.
(You investigate and find monsters protecting another seal.)
(You deal with the remainder of the seals until...)
> On-screen text: A strange sound emanated from the monolith.
(With the monolith's eye being closed, you manage to destroy it.)
(The red glow of its solitary eye flickering, as if exhausted and spent at last, the last of the monolith's light winks out as it crumbles to a pile of stones.)
(Like the last time, your vision begins to tremble and grow hazy...)
> On-screen text: Three there are, chosen to bear the curse called the Blessing of the Goddess. One dreams childlike innocence; the others foolish, pathetic, unsatisfied with life everlasting.
> On-screen text: One dreams childlike innocence; the others foolish, pathetic, unsatisfied with life everlasting.
> On-screen text: My heart overflows with grief when I see the road to which their future leads.
> On-screen text: Soon, one will appear to move time from its frozen state.
> On-screen text: Then, all... shall fall... into place...
(The wave of dizziness recedes almost as quickly as it came upon you, and your vision clears up moments after.)
(As the ringing in your ears slowly fades, you reach out and pick up another curious metallic scylinder from the shattered rubble of the monolith.)
(It looks nearly identical to the cryptex you recovered from the monolith in Tech Duinn.)
(You should show this to Piran and Marleid...)
(MISSION END)
(Piran is shaking you hard, his eyes red from crying...)
Piran
(Character Name)... (Character Name)? (Character Name)!
A-are you awake, (Character Name)? Your hands are so cold... Your whole body is like ice!
I was afraid you'd never wake up again, (Character Name)...
Marleid
You can calm down now, Piran. The Milletian seems to have come to.
I'm sorry about all of this. The weather suddenly turned foul, and we found ourselves surrounded by snowmen. I figured you must have triggered some sort of defensive ward when you touched the monolith.
After you destroyed the monolith, we saw you stumbling toward us. There was something about your gait that looked... unnatural, somehow.
Piran
Are you certain you're all right now? It almost looked like you'd been possessed.
When you collapsed into us, we feared the worst. Your body was so cold.
Marleid
But even in that state, you placed the cryptex into Piran's hands before you completely lost consciousness. He got it open while waiting for you to awaken, actually. Why don't you read it for the Milletian, Piran?
Piran
O-oh yes, right! Sorry, let me read it to you. The cryptex had another note inside, and as with the last one, it seems to provide a clue as to the location of the next symbol.
(Piran pulls out a small piece of parchment and reads from it.)
Though clean and clear the river flows, it yet recalls the days its banks were dyed with blood. A terrible misunderstanding and a sweet poison together enkindled the raging fire and immolated the whole town; an atrocity the years shall not forget. There the third symbol the land shall bear, where once ashes choked the darkened skies.
Marleid
It certainly leaves quite the... er... vivid impression, no? A river and a misunderstanding. A fire and an atrocity...
Piran
(Character Name), do you have any ideas where it might be referring to?
(Marleid's face shows the slightest hint of a smile as you make your guess.)
Piran
...Right. Emain Macha was the first thing that came to my mind, too.
The clue called it an 'atrocity' and that's not a word to be bandied about lightly.
Marleid
The sooner we can return to warmer climes, the better. More of the color has returned to your face now, Milletian, but I think your recovery would be more swift if we got you out of this cold.
Piran
You'll get no argument from me. If we stayed here any longer, it'd just be a race to see whether (Character Name) or me would catch a cold first. Let's be off, shall we?
(The frigid winds show no sign of ceasing, but at least your heart feels warmed by your companions' concern for you.)
(Head to Emain Macha.)
A Scene Beyond the Veil
I took a quick look around the town, but wherever that symbol is, it doesn't look like it'll give up it's hiding place easily. -Marleid
Piran
(Character Name)! While we were waiting for you to arrive, Miss Marleid and I took some time to look around town.
It was a pretty thorough sweep, but we didn't find anything out of the ordinary.
Marleid
Frankly, I'm a bit miffed at our lack of progress. We checked every place two, even three times just in case we might have overlooked anything. And still, there were no traces of one of those monoliths anywhere.
Piran
Hmm... Do you think it's possible we guessed the wrong location? I was so sure we were on the right track, but...
It's just so weird! We looked all over town, and it's nowhere to be found. Maybe the third symbol isn't here after all, and the clue was pointing somewhere else...
Marleid
I don't think so. It must be here. We're just not looking in the right spot.
The Fomors are undertaking a massive effort to resurrect their old king. But even they can't accomplish something like that through hard work alone. They're following some sort of complex ritual to make it happen.
And that means there's no deviating from the process outlined in the ritual, even if sticking to it makes things more difficult for them. If something were to go awry midway through, it would jeopardize their entire plan. They may be Fomors, but even they wouldn't want all their efforts to go up in smoke.
Piran
Well, when you put it that way, it's hard to disagree...
Oh! Do you think the townspeople might have noticed anything out of the ordinary?
If a strange hunk of rock with a glowing eye popped up around town, you can bet someone would know something about it, right?
Marleid
That's... actually not a bad idea. Let's split up and ask around. But don't go too overboard. We don't want to worry these people if we can avoid it.
Piran
...Woooow.
This is the first time you've said one of my ideas was good without nitpicking it, Miss Marleid!
Marleid
And that's... significant, somehow?
Piran
Of course it is! It means we've grown to trust each other more because of all we've been through together!
Marleid
...Is that so?
Okay, sure. Let's go with that. Anyway, let's get out there and find what the residents know. Don't let me catch you slacking now!
Piran
...Wait, you're not embarassed, are you?
Marleid
O-of course not!
Piran
Heehee! Anyway, Miss Marleid and I are going to head into town again, (Character Name). If we split up and talk to everyone, I'm sure we'll find some sort of clue that much faster!
(You should ask the residents of Emain Macha if they've noticed anything strange around town recently.)
(You start by asking around in the Town Square.)
(You inquire about any dark stone monoliths that might have popped up around town lately.)
Delen
Sometimes, I head down to the lakeside to admire the wildflowers.
I was there just the other day and I thought I saw something weird reflected in the water. Maybe I was jsut tired, but you never know - it could be that thing you're looking for.
Nele
Strange things, you say? Might be as I've seen something odd in the shadows on the water.
When the surface is calm, you can sometimes see a dark figure reflected there. I can't rightly say if it's just my mind playin' tricks on me, but if you're curious, why not head down to the water and take a look yourself?
Osla
Hmm... Something like a big slab of rock?
I wonderrr... I feel like I might know something, but it's so vague I might not know anything about it.
What... was it agaaaain... Oh yeah! Recently, on my way to Sen Mag... I think I caught sight of something like that...
Agnes
A monolith? I'm afraid this is the first I've heard of it.
Oh, wait! You know, recently,. a bow from the village fell into the lake and said he saw something strange just beneath the water.
It might be unrelated, but then... it would explain why you're having trouble finding it. Haha.
Aodhan
Hmm. If something like what you described HAD appeared, I can guarantee we would've gotten a report about it right away. A big hunk of rock like that would stick out by its very nature, wouldn't it? Unless it was someplace people don't usually go, I suppose...
(You're starting to get an idea as to where the monolith might be hidden. If only there was a place that let you look over the entire town at once, you're sure you'd be able to find it.)
(...There is such a place. You go see Galvin for advice.)
Galvin
Ah, well look who's here. If it isn't (Character Name)! So it sounds like you're looking for some kind of rock pillar, right? Haha... I really wish I could offer more help.
(You ask of there's anywhere you can go to look out over the whole town.)
Galvin
There sure is! But you knew that, right? It's right behind me! Just go straight through that door and up the stairs and you'll be at Emain Macha's very own observatory.
...Of course, you also know it's not free, right? Heehee. Can't maintain those telescopes without a little cash! Anyway, feel free to go up anytime. But... what good would it do to look out over the town?
(You nod, curtly ending the conversation. It coudln't hurt to take a look at Emain Macha from the observatory. You might be able to discover something by scoping out the shoreline...)
(Paying the fee, you observe Emain Macha.)
(You stop to stare some at one of the Moon Gates, then at the Cathedral.)
(You spy some fishes close to the water's surface, swimming nonchalantly.)
(As you scour the remote islands, you finally catch something. Zooming in, you see the monolith.)
> On-screen text: There it is, on an island in the lake!
> On-screen text: The Evil Eye Monolith is on the island. You should tell your allies about it.
(You report back to Marleid.)
Marleid
So, how did you fare? Were you able to speak to many of the town's residents?
Piran
We spoke to quite a few, but no one seemed to have any idea what we were talking about, or had seen anything that looked like monoliths.
(Having had better luck, you explain what you saw through the telescope in the observatory.)
Piran
Huh? You mean to say it's on an island in the middle of the lake?
Does that mean we'll have to... go through the water?
Marleid
I see. Well, that complicates things somewhat. The lake here is much deeper than it appears, so trying to cross it won't be a simple matter.
I'd heard that after the tragedy, Emain Macha now takes a far more active role in the management of its various islands.
They're trying their best to prevent another incident like that.
It may be a small island, but I'm sure there's someone responsible for tending to it from time to time. Whoever that is will know the best way to get to it.
But the question then remains: how were the Fomors able to place one of their symbols there right under the nose of the island's keeper?
Perhaps it'd be best to speak with a few people who are familiar with the town. I know we just got done doing it, but... we should go talk with the residents again.
Float like a Fairy
I'm sure someone in the town must know how to get to that island in the lake...right? -Piran
(Maybe the church could know who is able to get to the islands... You go see James.)
(You say you're looking for someone who knows how to get to one of the islands in the lake.)
James
Hm...? I have to wonder, why would you want to go to a place like that? You may not know, but the island I believe you're referring to has ties to a dark chapter in Emain Macha's history.
Long ago, in the midst of the terrifying Fomor raid that once befell this town, a young boy left his family and swam to the island to hide. I can only imagine how scared he felt, watching his home and his school burn and his neighbors scream in terror. To choke back his tears... he must have been quite the brave lad.
In the midst of the chaos, he tried to comfort himself by thinking of his loving family and friends. It's a sad little story, from one of the saddest events in our history here. Some say it's a folktale, but if you go to the island today, you'll find a strange old signpost with a magic spell on it.
At any rate, from what I understand, the artisan from the puppet shop goes there every once in a while to take care of any necessary maintenance. I don't know the easiest way to reach the island, so you'd have to ask him. I'm sorry I couldn't be of more help, but hopefully I was at least able to point you in the right direction.
(You should go talk with the owner of the puppet shop.)
Huw
Hello there, (Character Name)!
(You ask Huw who is the keeper of that island in the lake.)
Huw
Ah, you're talking about that one with the sign, right? This shop, as a business entity, takes care of the general upkeep of the island. Let me see...
(He looks over the shop's artisans one by one, frowning as he tries to recall something.)
Huw
Agh... I know I assigned it to someone. Now... who was it? It's right on the tip of my tongue...
...Ah, that's it! I apologize for forgetting something so basic, (Character Name). Ioan is the one I set in charge of caring for the island. He goes there about once a month to tend to things there.
There isn't much that needs upkeep, really, but it's better to be prepared than taken unawares by the unexpected. You should talk to Ioan. He'll probably be able to answer any questions you might have.
(You find Ioan at the Puppet Shop.)
Ioan
Oh Eweca's a-risin', high up in the sky, But the wagon driver speeds along, the pastures rolling by~
La lalala, la la la!
...Oh, sorry, I didn't see you there. Is there something you need from me?
> Prompt: Ask about the island in the lake
Ioan
Erm... Ah, I think... Yes, I was totally put in charge of that island. Probably.
> Prompt: ...Probably?
Ioan
Hey, hey, no need to fret. In all honesty, nobody goes there! It's not like there's any reason for you to go, either. What is there to see? A few trees on a tiny island and a weird signpost. That's all there is!
I go over maybe once a year or so just to do a little cleaning, trim the trees and such. Hmm... When WAS the last time I went over...?
> Prompt: Ask the best way to cross the water
Ioan
What? You still wanna go there? Why would you-- No wait. Actually, that sounds like a great idea. And while you're there, take a look around the island and let me know how everything is! You know, the basics - check if the trees are growing well and make sure the signpost isn't leaning or anything. That's all there is to it!
Promise you'll do that for me and I'll tell you how to get across. You might be thinking, 'a boat?', but that's where you'd be wrong. What you need is... secret magical powder, courtesy of Miss Fleta! Hahaha. Bet you didn't see that coming.
I'd be glad to give you some, but unfortunately, I'm out of the stuff, on account of having not actually gone there for so long. Why would I carry around a bag of powder I'd use maybe once a year? But don't worry. I'm sure Fleta will give you some if you find her and explain the situation. Good luck, buddy. I'm counting on you!
(...That seems so needlessly complicated, and for a moment you consider 'borrowing' a boat under the cover of night. That wouldn't be a very heroic thing to do, though. It looks like you should go see Fleta and tell her what you need.)
(You head to Sen Mag.)
(Finding Fleta on her daily walk, you tell her all you learned from Ioan in Emain Macha and ask if she has what you need to cross the lake.)
Fleta
It sounds like you're in need of some Fairy Dust.
I have some for you, of course, but... you don't think I'm just going to give it away for free, do you? Of course not. Like anything worth having, you'll have to pay for it.
Here's what I want you to do. Bring me one of the objects required for Rock Paper Scissors and... tada, a nice little bottle of dust can be yours. I've heard you can buy Rock Paper Scissors-related things from that wandering merchant.
(You go get one of the objects required for Rock Paper Scissors.)
Fleta
Wow, you actually did it. ...I mean, thank you. I needed it to train Rab in the finer points of Rock Paper Scissors.
But why would you need Fairy Dust? That boy from Emain Macha came to me for some a few years ago, but you're the first person to even ask about it since.
(Fleta rummages around in her pockets, which appear to be far deeper than they would appear from the outside. Finally, she pulls out a small bottle that contains some sparkling powder.)
Fleta
There you go. I feel I should probably also mention that Fairy Dust doesn't exactly grow on trees, so make sure you don't lose it.
When you sprinkle a bit on yourself, it makes your body really light. So light, in fact, that you'll be able to walk on water. But keep in mind the effect wears off quickly, so watch out for that. One sprinkling should lasst about... five minutes, give or take. Anyway, are we done here? I think we're done here. Toodles.
A Memory of Emain Macha
I'm glad we found a way to safely cross the river. Now that we can, it's time to go destroy the third symbol. -Marleid
(You show Marleid and Piran the Fairy Dust you received from Fleta and tell them you found a way to reach the island in the lake.)
Piran
Wow, Fairy Dust? And here I thought you were just going to come back with a boat. You always find the most amazing solutions to problems!
Marleid
It's such a small amount, though.
I worry a light breeze is all it would take to send it sailing away. What if a gust of wind were to blow right as you sprinkled the dust?
Piran
So basically, whn you sprinkle the dust on yourself, your body becomes really light? That sounds like exactly what we need, but it's obvious there's only enough to send one of us there and back.
Marleid
Right. There's not enough in that bottle to take us all to the island. I suppose you'll have to take point on this one too, Milletian.
......
(Marleid seems a bit downcast at the realization, which strikes you as unusual for her.)
Marleid
To tell the truth, I feel ashamed. I promised Eirawen I'd travel by your side and protect you from harm, but I'm never there to help you when you could have used it most.
I suppose even from the beginning, it was plain as day. You're strong enough and skilled enough to be a one-person Expeditionary Force.
For a Royal Guard like me, it's a privilege just to be a part of this.
Piran
M...Miss Marleid?
Marleid
I know it's foolish of me to say this, but... I keep wondering whether I deserve to be part of this Expeditionary Force.
Piran
What are you talking about? This investigation needs you!
> Prompt: Agree with Piran or Remain silent
(A momentary smile, tinged with a fleeting sense of regret and a hint of bitterness, passes across Marleid's face.)
Marleid
There are... certain reasons I was chosen to participate in this expedition.
Initially, someone far greater than myself was to join the Expeditionary Force, for the sake of Her Majesty's support base. But the Pontiff's Court and their supporters wouldn't hear of it.
...And because of that, instead of a proper knight, you got me instead.
Though I suppose that ultimately, it makes little difference one way or the other. Having the storied Milletian on our side was bound to tip the scales in our favor. The royal family just had to send the message that they were taking direct action to address a serious problem by dispatching an Expeditionary Force.
Piran
Just... for one second, forget about politics and knightly honor and all that stuff.
The truth is, I need you here, Miss Marleid!
Marleid
P-Piran...?
Piran
You're smart, you're cool, and you never give up. Sure, (Character Name) is a one-of-a-kind hero, but I look up to you, too, in a different way!
Sure, you can be a little distant sometimes, and even scary when you get mad, but... I've seen enough to know you have a good heart, Miss Marleid.
Think about this: I'm the least qualified to be here out of all of us, but even I was somehow able to read the book, open those cryptexes, and find the symbols. And you've done a lot more than me! My point is, if even ONE of us weren't a part of this team, we wouldn't have come this far.
...Would we, Miss Marleid? We're all important here. (Character Name), me, and especially you.
(Piran smiles warmly as he takes both your and Marleid's hands in his.)
Marleid
...Th-thank you, Piran.
All this time, I thought I had been assigned to the Expeditionary Force simply due to a fluke; an 'acceptable choice' that both factions could agree upon, and one least likely to inflame tensions within the nobility.
But even if that is at least partially true, I see now that it may not have been the entire reason.
Thank you both for accepting me, and for lifting me up when I was discouraged by such thoughts.
You have my word I'll set aside any misgivings and focus on resolving the matter at hand.
Piran
Aaaaaand? Is that all? Just a simple thank you? How about we treat ourselves to a nice meal over at the restaurant while (Character Name) goes to investigate the island?
Ow!
(Marleid lightly thwaps Piran in the back of the head.)
Marleid
Piran, you've got the constitution of a marshmallow and whinge about nearly every hardship we face. You said yourself you didn't want to be a burden to this expedition... right?
I think some basic training is in order. We can start with some squats, push-ups and crunches while the Milletian is out investigating the island. It looks like part of my mission is to toughen you up so you feel more like a contributing member of this team.
Piran
Eeep...! Please be sure to come back soon, (Character Name)! Preferably before the push-ups!
Marleid
Milletian, you said the Fairy Dust's effect doesn't last long, right?
In that case, it would be best to use it on the shore of the lake nearest to where the island is.
We'll be waiting for you here. Please, be careful.
(You find the shore closest to the island.)
Shadow Mission: Red River
(You successfully apply the Fairy Dust to yourself, and walk over the water over to the island. There, monsters appear, surrounding the monolith.)
> On-screen Text: The monolith's glowing eye dims, then fades. The magical barrier protecting the monolith has been destroyed!
(With the barrier gone, you make short work of the monolith.)
(You strike with your full might and the monolith shatters in a rain of pulverized stone. As before, you search through the rubble and find another cylindrical cryptex.)
(...But as with the times before, you soon begin to feel the onrush of dizziness and hear the voice, echoing from one side of your head.)
> On-screen Text: One has turned away from hypocrisy. One has a father blind with greed. One dreams the vain dream of eternity.
> On-screen Text: But the prime minister's avarice need only be kindled. Child of the Fomors... Humans... It could be said humans have taken it.
> On-screen Text: When all has been consumed by the fire, only misunderstanding and grief will yet linger...
> On-screen Text: But the one who has cast down the ancient gatekeeper will appear, and through them all shall be saved.
(What WAS that just now...? Whose voice keeps speaking into your mind?)
(You feel the echo fade, as it has done before, and soon your sense of balance returns. Now, you need to cross the lake once again to tell Marleid and Piran of your success in destroying the third monolith... before the Fairy Dust's effect wears off.)
(MISSION END)
(You return to Piran and Marleid.)
(You should tell them what happened on the island...)
Piran
(Character Name)...? Are you all right?
Marleid
You don't look so good. What happened on the island?
*sigh* I wish there was more I could do to help you. At least then you wouldn't have to suffer so much alone.
Piran
We've only found three of the monoliths so far, but every time, it seems like we wind up in a situation where you have to destroy it without any help, (Character Name).
...It seems awfully strange to me, but... perhaps I'm just overthinking it.
Marleid
You're not the only one who has taken notice of the strangeness of our circumstances, In fact, there's a great deal about this whole endeavor I find puzzling. Why would the Fomors decide to resurrect their old king in the first place?
At any rate, I'm glad you've returned to us safely, Milletian. The monolith's defenses didn't give you any trouble, did they?
(You shake your head, handing over the third Evil Eye Cryptex.)
Piran
That's (Character Name) for you, always coming through! Now, just give me a minute to figure out the puzzle...
(Piran fiddles with the cryptex, turning each of its symbol rings forward and back as he tries to find the proper combination that will open the strange cylinder.)
Piran
There ought to be another one of those slips of parchment inside that tells us where to find the next symbol, right?
A-ha! There we go.
Marleid
Do you see that? That's another thing that makes no sense. To me, these things appear to be ancient metallic cylinders with odd engravings on them; curios fit for an antique shop, perhaps. But watching Piran fiddle with them, they resemble nothing so much as brain-teasers for children.
Piran
A-heeeem? Who are you calling a child, Miss Marleid? I'll have you know I'm an adult too! But... if this is some sort of brain-teaser, it's not a very good one. It only took me a couple minutes to solve it!
A-ahem.
(Piran forgets his brief bout of pouting, clears his throat, and reads from the slip of parchment he pulled from the opened cryptex.)
Smiles and laughter fill one half of a world clean-split in twain. But lingering in its other half are sorrow, grief and pain. The jester's mocking laughter echoes vainly across the prison of the gods. The fourth symbol shall be carved upon the despair of the bard who sang of tragedies.
(The prison of the gods...?)
Marleid
I'm afraid nothing comes to mind for this one, Milletian. For the previous riddles, I at least had a solid guess to put forth, but not this time.
Piran
Golly. Can you actually imprison a god? And even if you could, what kind of place would be able to hold it? And while we're on the subject, just who would be going around capturing gods and imprisoning them?
(You tell them this clue definitely points to Avon, where pages of play scripts are scattered over the placid waters like autumn leaves. It seems like this is the first time Piran and Marleid have heard of it.
Marleid
...Huh? Avon...?
Piran
Yes! Avon! Brilliant!
...Erm... where IS that, anyway?
(They both seem puzzled by your answer, and you end up second-guessing yourself. Take a little time to think about it, then speak with them again.)
Marleid
Are you talking about the city that appears in many of the old tales? I remember Arzhela talking about it a long time ago.
From what I rememberm not much is left of that lost city. The ruined stone columns north of Tir Chonaill are supposedly some of the few remaining traces of the place.
You're not suggesting the city of Avon actually exists, are you?
Piran
The Milletian is a hero who can go anywhere and do just about anything. If (Character Name) says so, I wouldn't doubt that it does exist! D... does this mean I could go visit the prison of the gods?
(You explain that, unfortunately, only you can travel to Avon.)
Piran
Aww... I guess it's not somewhere we can walk to, then?
Marleid
Piran, even if you COULD walk to it, I doubt you'd manage to find the place alone. In fact, I'd wager 20G you'd get lost somewhere along the way.
Piran
Th-that's not true! I know I'd be able to get there!
I mean, sure, it might take me a little longer than most...
Marleid
Yes, that's what the rest of us call 'having no sense of direction.'
At any rate, based on what you've told us, Milletian, it seems that the city of Avon cannot be reached by ordinary means.
Piran
See? It really does feel like every time we find another symbol, events conspire to get (Character Name) alone. Did the Fomors really set it up that way?
Marleid
That concerns me as well. What is the significance of these locations to the Fomors, and how did they know to place their symbols in each particular place?
All right, here's out plan. Milletian, while you venture to Avon and destroy the monolith there, I will return to Rath Royal Castle and meet with Her Majesty Eirawen.
She'll no doubt be pleased to know that our mission is proceeding smoothly, and that we've already destroyed three of the Fomorian monoliths. Piran, you're with me.
Piran
Oh, you want me to come too? I thought I'd just wait here so that (Character Name) wouldn't be all alone upon returning from Avon!
Marleid
I wouldn't feel comfortable leaving you alone here.
It reminds me of the time when I first met Eirawen...
...My apologies. I didn't mean to say that. But you're coming with me, and that's that.
Piran
Aww... Don't I get a say in the matter?
Marleid
No, you don't. Now stop whining and come with me.
Milletian, we'll head to Tara, and after that head to the entrance to Tech Duinn where we'll continue to investigate while awaiting your return.
Come back as soon as you've finished your business. And... be safe out there.
The Broken Prison Gate
So, we meet again in this, the future of your own choosing... -Marlowe
(As you discuss with your allies and speak of your next move, unbeknowest to you, two figures watch your party over from afar, hidden from sight.)
Cethlenn
It seems were were right to have a look around. I sensed something odd, and indeed, it's them.
Miserable curs... How DARE you destroy the monolith! They're ruining our plan!
???
It wasn't perfect from the very beginning. Who knew he'd be so uncooperative?
Unfortunately, it quickly became apparent that these three are stronger than we expected. They sundered the monolith's defenses with seeming ease...
Cethlenn
There was little else to be done. The time to act is now. It fell to me to find other officers like you and commence the first night.
I was able to set things in motion, but... things are quickly spiraling out of my control. We MUST stop them before things grow even worse!
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Cethlenn. Do you think them capable of passing your test?
The memory that only those who command the power of Briogh may overcome? Haha. You're a rare case, manifesting that powper. Passing your test won't be an easy task.
Cethlenn
That's true, but...
...I find it prudent to be more... diligent in matters of defense.
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Haha. I leave the details to your discretion, then. It seems it's true what they say... that all you do, you do for his sake.
You're an interesting one to watch... regardless of where your allegiance lies.
I see how things stand. Now, it would be best not to keep my general waiting. Shall we return, Cethlenn?
(The two figures vanish. Meanwhile, you head to Avon and meet up with Marlowe.)
(Before you can open your mouth to question Marlowe regarding the whereabouts of the monolith, he reaches our and grabs your wrist with a vice-like grip.)
Marlowe
Can you feel it? The time is right to bring this long journey to an end; for that ship of endless voyages to at last reach its harbor.
I know why you have come, (Character Name). 'Tis no surprise, really. Indeed, from the moment you made your choice and the future you brought about began to unfold, I foresaw that a time like this would come to pass.
(Marlowe's demeanor strikes you as a bit strange.)
Marlowe
I can do naught but to deliver a message through this empty vessel, wondering what you shall become in time...
But I am not the only watcher. There are others who have long observed your progress, as one might keenly follow the lead actor as he strusts and frets his hour upon the stage.
Though I myself have exited the stage without regret, I wait with bated breath to see how you overcome the storm that even now gathers on the horizon.
(Marlowe gazes at your face with a gentle expression, then turns and glances over his right shoulder, his next words hushed.)
Marlowe
The jester's smirking face is masked in shadow; a cut across the cheek dark enough to conjure death.
(With those cryptic words, Marlowe pauses, as though he has suddenly lost the will to speak, then turns his gaze away with a hollow look in his eyes.)
(You move towards the location.)
(You suddenly feel a strange, powerful aura emanating from nearby. This must be the place Marlowe was referring to.)
Shadow Mission: The Foolish Warden
(With a burst of dark energy, the Monolith appears.)
(You look around, and see Marlowe nearby.)
Marlowe
Congratulations are in order, (Character Name). You found the foreboding monolith that has darkened these grounds. I watched as they constructed it, with the help of the Fomors.
'Twas a cruel and terrifying scene, bereft of any noble hope. They chanted, sharp and guttural, in the throes of some unholy ritual. They... sacrificed their own kind to pour out an offering of blood...
You hope to topple the blighted monolith? I fear it will be difficult to destroy with any direct method a man might devise.
...Why did I not intervene to stop them, you ask?
Haha. A fair question indeed, (Character Name), to which I can offer only this answer: what audience, in the grip of a pivotal scene, would interrupt such a fevered preformance on so magnificent a stage?
And with equal interest shall I continue to observe your journey. My curiosity is piqued as to how the future you've chosen shall unfold.
(Marlowe grows quiet once more, a mysterious smile playing upon his lips. It sounds like another struggle awaits you before you can bring this monolith crashing down.)
> On-screen text: Marlowe: I shall help you use the skill you need right away.
(Snow Trolls appear.)
> On-screen text: Marlowe: There is a skill that siphons a foe's HP without even having to physically attack them.
> On-screen text: Marlowe: Are you familiar with the skill that allows you to drain a foe's HP to recover your own?
(Realizing you need to use Life Drain, you do so, and the monolith immediately crumbles.)
(The energy sustaining the monolith disappears in an instant as the carven sigil of the evil eye fades.)
(The dizziness you've felt after the destruction of each monolith returns once more, sending waves of pain shooting through your head...)
> On-screen text: From the rift torn asunder, the two gods will fall into discord, laying the foundation for all that is to come.
> On-screen text: The stranger who for the first time sets foot upon this land will lament at the sight as all around them fades away.
> On-screen text: The warm hands that offered succor will fester with plague, and the veil of darkness shall be cast over the future.
> On-screen text: That despair, that sadness, that lamentation shall redirect the flow of history toward the path correct and true.
> On-screen text: There shall be no further failures. True paradise, that illusory ideal, will at last be made manifest...
(Your vision slowly but surely returns to normal.)
(You see the sheen of another of the now-familiar metallic cylinders poking through the remains of the shattered monolith. You reach out and lay hold of it, trying to stafe off the pain forking through your skull.)
(The voice you hear every time you destroy a monolith... Whose voice is it?)
(MISSION END)
(You return to Marlowe.)
Marlowe
How does it feel to be ever-surrounded by admirers; the center of attention? Does it make you glad? Do you view your accomplishments with pride? Or do you feel, rather, that you are at all times mere steps away from being swallowed up by your own glory?
'Tis an awkward feeling, is it not? Day after day in Erinn, you grow stronger, as if this whole world were made just for you. No sooner is one crisis averted than another rises. One challenge is met only for a new hardship to bear down upon thee. It seems more than passing strange.
Even blessed by the Goddess's guidance, you must surely have realized that the gods are not always 'good.' Perhaps all of this has come to pass because you came here, as a stopped watch, oiled and wound, begins to tick the hours once more.
Forgive me, for I can say no more than this. Please be wary, (Character Name). Beware the ones who brought the Fomors to fashion their idol. Beware those who stand behind them, at whose behest they have gone out. And beware most of all the ones whose grand design this is.
(Marlowe's lips grow still, and he says nothing more.)
(You should take this new cryptex to Piran so he can discover where the next monolith lies hidden. Rejoin your friends from the Expeditionary Force at the entrance to Tech Duinn.)
Seeking the Last Symbols
The going can't have been easy, but...where are we headed to next? Miss Marleid and I will be waiting for you in the chamber that leads to Tech Duinn. -Piran
(Near the opening that leads down to the chamber containing the portal to Tech Duinn are several soldiers from the Kingdom of Aliech. They appear to be additional troops sent by Queen Eirawen to guard this location.)
Royal Guard
All clear!
Ah! You must be the Milletian. Marleid is down below.
Erm... I don't know how much you can say about it, but some ghastly rumors have been going around that the people who were kidnapped were sacrificed in some sort of horrific ritual...
(Another soldier elbows the soldier you're speaking with before they can continue.)
Royal Guard
Urk...! N-never mind all that. Please, just head on down!
(It seems the news about the possible revival of Balor has spread among the soldiers stationed here.)
(You descend to the lobby and meet with the others.)
Piran
(Character Name)!
I'm so glad you made it back safely! When it seemed like a little too long had passed, we started worrying something might've happened to you.
Marleid
You do look rather exhausted, but it's a relief you didn't sustain any serious injuries. Did you find another one of those cylinders?
(You nod and hand the newest cryptex to Piran.)
Piran
Thank you, (Character Name). I know how hard you must've fought to get this, so it's my turn to give it my very best.
(Piran takes the cold cryptex from you and turns it over in his hands, twisting each of the rings back and forth several times, making adjustments until, with a click, some unseen latch is released and it opens.)
Piran
I think I'm getting better at this every time! Now, let's see where the clue points us to this time, shall we?
(Piran unrolls the slip of parchment that was locked inside the cryptex and begins to read from it.)
The faintest traces yet remain of that den of ruthless pirates where mermaid song would fill the air, ne'er to know the quiet. So was the isle that dreamt of a harmony impossible; a union of two races fated never their peace to make. Who is the messenger, spreading the truth disguised as children's tales? The fifth symbol lies hidden in that land where deceit and vain hope keep their eternal slumber.
Marleid
Hmm... Mermaids and pirates, is it? And a harmony between two races ever at each other's throats...
Piran
An island? Then the next location must be...
> Prompt: Belvast
Marleid
...It looks like we're in agreement once again, Milletian.
Because of how the clue was phrased, Iria was the first location to come to mind, but considering the part about pirates and mermaids, I concluded it must be Belvast.
Piran
So when it speaks of the two races fated never to make peace, it's referring to humans and Fomors, then?
...Because it that's true, I suppose it'd be the first time I've been in strong agreement with anything the Fomors have written.
We could never - WOULD never - be at peace with a race that sacrifices humans to resurrect their king. They're little better than beasts.
Marleid
Piran...
Piran
Well... I suppose our next destination is settled, then.
Oh, I wanted to tell you, while Miss Marleid and I were in Tara, we checked to see if anyone else had been kidnapped, and whether Llywelyn had unearthed any new information.
Marleid
According to Her Majesty, there have been no new reports of any missing followers of Hymerark since our Expeditionary Force launched its investigation.
Piran
Finally, some good news! With everything we've seen, wqe could sure use a little of that, right? And what's more, I even got to see my brothers and sister briefly while you were off in Avon, (Character Name).
Marleid
I'd heard that the road from Sen Mag Plains to Tara would take us near one of the Order of Hymerark's hiding places, so we decided to stop by and check on them.
Piran looked so happy to see all his younger siblings. It was sad to see them holed up there in hiding, in fear for their lives, when they should be free to run and play outside.
Piran
I hate it too, but it's still too dangerous for them to return to their normal lives. And beyond that, the youngest has always been a bit frail of constitution, I'm afraid.
Marleid
Her Majesty was troubled to hear of their circumstances and promised to send wagons filled with provisions for Piran's family and the rest of the followers of the Order of Hymerark.
Piran
...I'm just thankful they're all safe.
I'm not so obtuse I don't know what's going on. I can hear the whispers as well as anyone. People are saying the Royal Regime is looking to court the Order of Hymerark as a new base of support for Queen Eirawen.
Marleid
Piran, that's...
Piran
But honestly? That's all right with me. Before now, a minor faith like ours has never merited attention from anyone in a high position, and certainly not the Queen herself. It was the same for the Order of Jeamiderark, which I imagine is why most of its members left for Connachta long ago.
Me, I just feel incredibly fortunate that those in places of power reached out to us and lent us aid before it came to that.
And, even in the middle of such suffereing, I've met wonderful people like the two of you.
I hope that after all of this is over and we've done what we set out to do, we can still be friends. I pray that's what Hymerark's will has in store for us.
Anyway, shall we head to Belvast?
(As you see Piran's face lit up with his warm, genuine smile, you feel like you're able to forget your worries, if only for a moment.)
(You travel to Belvast.)
(Marleid stares into the distance, deep in thought. Even though you're standing quite close to her, she doesn't seem to notice you're there.)
Marleid
...! Ah, there you are.
Sorry, I was just pondering where in Belvast we ought to search first.
(Marleid's long braid sways slightly, rustled by a light wind blowing from the sea)
> Prompt: Ask someone familiar with the area or Stare at Marleid
(You head over to the Admiral's Residence.)
Admiral Owen
Well, if it isn't (Character Name)! Long time no see, friend. What brings you to my home today?
Shayla
...I've heard you were elected to lead this recent Royal Expeditionary Force. Are we to assume you're here on official business?
The Admiral has a lot on his plate right now. I'd appreciate if you kept it brief.
Admiral Owen
Come now, Shayla, don't be like that. They've barely walked through the door and you're ready to push them back out. I have enough to time listen to our guests.
And if Queen Eirawen is overseeing this investigation, I feel obligated to do my utmost to help her, as a loyal servant of the royal house.
(Admiral Owen's gray eyes gaze at you as he continues, his voice calm and confident.)
Admiral Owen
I've heard you've been a faithful servant to the Queen, and am glad she can count one so stalwart among her allies. So then... what brings you here? If you've come all this way, I presume it's no trivial matter.
(You ask if he has heard any storied or rumors about a suspicious stone monolith in Belvast recently.)
Admiral Owen
A monolith? Around here? Hm... I'm afraid nothing comes to mind.
Is that what your Expeditionary Force has been searching for? I'd heard you were investigating the disappearance of those people from the Order of Hymeark. So whatever this is, it must be related somehow.
Shayla
What does this monolith look like? A pillar? Some sort of statue? I can't recall anything noteworthy that might fit any description I can think of. They must have some sort of special property, though, for you to seek them out.
(Admiral Owen brushes his hand through his silvery hair and continues.)
Admiral Owen
I'm sorry I can't be of more help to your expedition. I'll make sure to keep you informed if I hear anything pertaining to this monolith you're looking for.
Shayla, dispatch an owl to (Character Name) if you receive any information that might be related to this matter.
Shayla
As you wish, Admiral Owen.
Admiral Owen
Excellent. (Character Name), you'll be the first to know if I find anything. But just in case...
(Admiral Owen leans in toward you, his voice lowered to barely above a whisper.)
Admiral Owen
I will ask her next time I see her. She knows everything about what happens out there.
Shayla
...
Admiral Owen
Haha, ther you go staring daggers at me again, Shayla. My desire is to aid the Queen in whatever way I can.
Shayla
...With all due respect, sir, that sounds like an incredibly threadbare excuse, but fine. Now, however, we need to be getting on with today's itinerary.
(You catch Shayla glancing at you. It seems that they really do have a packed schedule and can't spare much more time on this matter.)
Admiral Owen
Fine, fine. (Character Name), it was good to see you, however briefly. Please send the Queen my regards when you next see her.
(Just as you begin to feel a mite sulky that they didn't have any good leads to investigate, Shayla stops you.)
Shayla
Milletian. I'm not sure whether this is related to what you three are looking for, but... There's a strange rumor that's been spreading recently among the children of Belvast.
I don't know all the details, or when it started making the rounds, but some of the local residents told me a stranger has been wandering around speaking to the town's children.
Exactly what this purported wanderer talks to them about, you'd have to ask the children themselves. There's also the possibility that this wanderer is just a rumor spread by the children to get attention. Certainly it's not beyond the realm of possibility, children being as they are.
I'm not sure it's related to what you're looking for, but it's the only thing out of the ordinary I can think of happening in Belvast right now. Anyway, take care, and best of luck on your mission.
(A stranger spreading rumors to children...? That reminds you of a line from the riddle Piran pulled from the most recent cryptex. Return to the Belvast Garden and talk with Piran and Marleid.)
(Upon returning to the garden, you see a familiar face.)
Vayne
Ah. Well met, Milletian.
I didn't think our paths would cross again so soon. I presume the investigation continues apace?
Piran
It sure was a surprise to find him here in Belvast! Miss Marleid and I were talking with some people near the pub when who should I see walking toward us but Vayne!
Marleid
...Oh yes. What an unexpected delight.
(The dripping sarcasm leaves no room for doubt where Marleid stands regarding Vayne's trustworthiness.)
Piran
You were able to speak with Admiral Owen, right? Had he heard of anything odd happening in the area lately?
> Prompt: Nothing useful, unfortunately. or There was a rumor going around...
Marleid
Vayne, you were talking with the children near the lighthouse, weren't you?
I want you to tell me what you're doing here in Belvast.
I don't like that we keep running into you in out-of-the-way places when you have nothing to do with the expedition. There's no way it could be mere coincidence.
Piran
Whoa! M-Miss Marleid, don't you think that's a bit much? Vayne, she didn't mean that in a bad way...
Marleid
Are you serious?! Of course I meant it in a bad way! Everything about you is suspicious, Vayne!
(This is starting to get serious. You should probably intervene...)
> Prompt: Stop Marleid or Question Vayne
(Vayne closes his eyes and sighs. He continues on in his slow, easygoing tone.)
Vayne
After we parted ways, I continued my search for my subordinate in Uladh. During my search, I heard news of his whereabouts stating that he was last seen here in Belvast. And so I boarded the next merchant vessel headed for the port.
It appears the time I took to cultivate connections across the mainland paid off. At the very least, my search has reassured me that wherever my missing subordinate is, he has not fallen victim to the abductions that have targeted to many believers of Hymerark.
Piran
That's a relief! Then he's safe?
Vayne
It appears so, though I have yet to find him. I would be ashamed to call him my subordinate if he had been unable to fend off a band of brigands.
Marleid
They say you can judge the leader of a mercenary band by the quality of those who serve under him. Good soldiers gather under the banner of a good leader.
Piran
Is that how things are in a mercenary corps, Miss Marleid? You fought with a band of mercenaries before you served the Royal Court, right?
Vayne
Oh? How unexpected. I had thought you a royal archer, raised on the King's bread far from the unpleasant realities of the world.
Marleid
I'm not even going to dignify that with a response.
Vayne
In summary, I've come to gather information from the last location my valued subordinate was seen. That is my purpose here.
In truth, this is something of a homecoming for me. I hail from this land, originally. Of course, I left a long time ago, and have seldom visited these shores since.
(Vayne closes his eyes, recalling times long past. Slowly, he opens them again, returning to the present.)
Vayne
I'd received word that my subordinate was seen talking with the children here. He's been accused of having a rather dour look about him, but I've always known him to be quite kind to children.
So when I saw a group of children playing outside, it seemed a perfect opportunity to ask them if they had seen anyone matching his description. Just after, I ran into the two of you as you were leaving the tavern. And now, here we are.
Piran
Oh... I guess the kids weren't able to help you find your missing subordinate, then?
Vayne
Children can be rather wearying, their minds always turning in circles. Unfortunately, they had no conclusive info of the sort I could act on. The main focus of their chatter was some strange apparition that supposedly haunts the graveyards in the middle of the night...
Piran
What in the world are children doing hanging around graveyards after dark?
Vayne
My initial impression is that they're just trying to see whether they can put one over on a grown man, but I figured there's little harm in checking it out. 'Tis not so uncommon for a rumor to have sprouted from a kernel of truth.
Marleid
...Spreading the truth disguised as children's tales...
(Marleid whispers just audibly enough for you and Piran to hear.)
Marleid
Why don't we join him in his night vigil, Milletian?
Piran
You... want to go WITH Vayne? But what if it turns out to be a bust? That the kids just made it all up to see who they could fool?
Marleid
Honestly, I'd just as soon not go. Certainly, I'll take no pleasure in it. But the fact is, Vayne's subordinate is a follower of Hymerark, and so his disappearance falls under the original purview of this Expeditionary Force's mission. I feel we ought to go with him, just in case.
Piran
Well, I suppose that's that, then. I AM curious what that passage from our latest parchment could mean. It seems we'll be paying a visit to the graveyard tonight, (Character Name)!
(Near the entrance to the graveyard, you find Vayne standing, deep in thought.)
Vayne
Ah. You're here. The others will soon follow, I presume?
...It seems you've yet to tell the others of the power you gained.
(Vayne's face bears the hints of a mysterious smile.)
Vayne
Do you fear them? What they would say? Do you wonder whether they'll think you more a monster than they already believe you to be?
I take a different view of things. To accomplish any deed requires a certain amount of power, with great deeds necessitating greater might. Once mastered, that power can help you live a better life, or even change the world.
And you, my friend, meet the requirements for that power. You are deserving of it.
(Vayne watches you for some time, then turns his gaze skyward.)
Vayne
Whatever it was the children think they saw, they were in agreement it appeared in the graveyard at night. Our timing is right, but whether it will show, I cannot say.
Let us find out what we're dealing with, then.
Shadow Mission: Arranz's Repose
Piran
Hmm. I'm not so sure about all of this. Do you really think those children were telling the truth?
(Your allies walk into the graveyard.)
Marleid
Well... what else can we do? It's not like we have any better leads to follow up on.
Piran
...Hmmm?
Miss Marleid, you seem a bit... different from usual. O-oh. Are you... are you shivering?
I guess that's not surprising, what with the cold breeze blowing in from the sea.
Marleid
What are you talking about? I'm no different than I always am!
Vayne
The air is heavy. As though at any moment, a dread specter will burst forth from the earth with a ghastly wail.
Marleid
...!!!
Vayne
Aha. So even royal knights... er, royal guards harbor a fear of ghosts, do they?
Marleid
W-were you just trying to...? Of course I'm not! Why would I cower in fear of something so absurd?
Piran
Wow. Afraid of ghosts? I never would've known, Miss Marleid! You should've told me sooner. But don't worry, I'll take the lead.
...Huh?
(Piran's attention goes to an apparition walking in the graveyard.)
Marleid
Th-th-th-that's a...
Piran
A g-ghost?! Is that really a ghost?! (Character Name), you saw it too, didn't you?!
Vayne
Everyone. Let's just calm down.
Piran
H-h-how can we be calm when there are ghosts just walking around?! Was it real? Oh no, what if it can hear us?
Vayne
Wait. Is it... holding something?
(The earth shakes.)
Piran
Oh no... What's happening now?
Marleid
Hoooo boy... What should I do? I didn't think ghosts actually existed...!
Piran
Come on, Miss Marleid! You're supposed to be braver than me!
(With a burst of dark energy, a monolith appears.)
Piran
Huh? That's one of the monoliths, isn't it?
Marleid
.
..But the ghost is somewhere over there...
Vayne
...I think our best course of action is to leave them here and inspect the thing ourselves. What say you, Milletian?
(Vayne sighs and gazes toward the floating monolith.)
Vayne
I can see something in the middle of the monolith's face. I may be mistaken, but it seems to be... a keyhole.
We ought to give it a closer look.
Marleid
I-I'll g-go with you. I'm... I'm fine now, I swear it!
Piran
(I have my doubts about that...)
((Character Name), I'll stay here with her. You should go examine it, then let us know if you find anything strange. Well... stranger than usual, anyway.)
(Piran turns his head, whispering to you so Marleid cannot hear him. For now, you'll have to rely on Vayne to guard them while you check out the monolith.)
Marleid (Chat Bubble)
(Character Name)... I'm sorry...
I don't even like thinking about ghosts...
Ugh!
G...ghosts...
Piran (Chat Bubble)
Nooo! Shoo! Shoo!
Go back to being dead!
S-stay back! Bad ghosts! Bad!
Away with you now!
I'll protect you, Miss Marleid!
(With Vayne protecting the two, you deal with the apparitions.)
(After you deal with the monsters, the apparition appears once more.)
Crying Ghost (Chat Bubble)
Perhaps someday...
Brother...
Ah, Ahhh...
*sob*
I can't see anything...
I still couldn't find them...
I can forget all those painful memories...
My beloved family...
If I only keep this key...
(It's the ghost from before!)
Piran
Aahhhh! It's that ghost again! Is it trying to guard the monolith?
Marleid
A ghostly guardian... Th-that's a ridiculous notion.
B-but... It has something to do with the monolith. Of that much I'm sure.
Fine. If s-speaking with that ghost is what I must do, then I'll--
Vayne
You'll what? Wobble up to it on those trembling legs of yours? Just stay here and keep quiet.
Piran
M-Miss Marleid! Just stay here with me and Vayne. Your heart may be in the right place, but your face is as white as a sheet!
Vayne
Well...
She's not wrong. That ghost may very well be connected to the monolith in some way. I'm not sure how one speaks with a ghost, but you'll have to communicate with it somehow.
(You hear the female ghost incessantly muttering words you can't quite make out. You should find a way to get her attention.)
> On-screen text: Attract the attention of Ghosts using the Shining Shard!
(You use a shining shard.)
> On-screen text: The ghost is looking at the light.
Crying Ghost (Chat Bubble)
...Huh?
That light just now...
...!!!
(Once you manage to grab the ghost's attention, its form changes from a woman to that of a child's.)
Ghost Girl
...Do you hope to destroy the evil stone?
Marleid
Oh dear. Now she's t-talking...
Piran
It looks like a young girl now! And she seems she has something to say...
Ghost Girl
People with black robes came here and left this thing. I could feel there was something bad about it, so I hid it...
But suddenly... everything went dark... Painful memories came flooding back. Thanks to you, I could wake from the nightmare.
But I don't have the energy to appear like this much longer... Hiding the stone... It took too much from me.
I will give you the key. But I ask that you please do me a favor. Don't worry, it is a simple request...
(The voice of the young ghost begins to fade even as she speaks.)
Ghost Girl
Please deliver a message to my brother... that Arranz is fine now... Tell him to be free from the memories of pain. The sorrow...
Tell him thank you. That I'm sorry, and... that I really miss him.
*sniff* There's so much more I wish I could say, but not enough time to say it, alas.
Thank you for your help. When you see my brother, please give him my message...
And... Do be careful with that key.
Someone... Has locked away awful, painful memories within...
(The ghost completely disappears, no trace of her left behind other than the key.)
(MISSION END)
A Missing Memory
To exploit the dead instead of honoring the memory of their lives...Whoever is behind this is a real piece of work. -Vayne
(Vayne makes no attempt to hide his aversion to the monolith.)
Vayne
This is surely one of the symbols meant to revive the Fomors' king, as was written in the Revelations of the Black Moon.
It sickens me. Depriving even the dead of their final rest? How dare they make such a mockery of the deceased.
Piran
Th-that's... That was a g-ghost...!
And it seems to have left something for us before it disappeared.
(Piran looks toward the shiny object on the ground, wondering whether he ought to simply get it himself.)
Marleid
Piran? Get back over here. We can't afford to drop our guard around these evil things.
Vayne
You do realize he won't hear you if you don't raise your voice a little, right?
Marleid
But...
Vayne
You wouldn't happen to have a deep-seated fear of ghosts you're in denial about, would you now?
Marleid
O-of course not!
Piran
Oh, it's a key. What need would a ghost have for something like this?
(Piran looks at the key laying in the grass, then at the monolith, then the key, and back and forth until a light seems to flicker in his mind.)
Piran
Hmm... There's this odd slot in the front of the monolith, and if I didn't know better, I'd say it's shaped just like a keyhole...
Ah! What if that key the ghost dropped was a perfect fit with the keyhole on the monolith? Shockingly brilliant, I know!
(Piran flashes a broad smile, reaching for the key on the ground.)
Marleid
Piran, wait! We don't know if it's safe to--
(You suddenly hear energy spark and crackle around the key...!)
Vayne
What the...
Marleid
Piran!
(As you turn toward him, you see Piran crumple to the ground.)
Marleid
Piran, no... You've got to wake up!
Vayne
I did think it odd that the ghost would relinquish it so easily.
Some sort of hex lies upon the key, absorbing the life energy of those who try to touch it.
Marleid
His pulse is still steady, thankfully. But his breathing is growing more erratic. No... Come on, Piran. Don't you give up now...
(Piran's breaths seem pained now, and as you look on, his body begins to break out in cold sweat.)
Vayne
If nothing is done, it may prove fatal. He'll be drained of his life.
> Prompt: Grab the key or Hesitate
Marleid
Wait, Milletian! If something happens to you, then...
(An antique key lies on the grass of the graveyard, light glinting off its smooth-worn surface.)
(There seems to be a potent hex on the key to prevent it from being brought near to the monolith. What will you do?)
> Prompt: Reach for the key or Pause for a moment
> Prompt: Reach for the key
(As soon as your hand nears the key, an icy sensation arcs from the key to your fingertips, spreading across your entire body.)
Shadow Mission: A Pale Hope
> On-screen text: You find yourself relieving someone's memory...
(You are in what seems to in a dark hallway. A boy is collapsed on the ground. You approach the boy.)
(The hardwood floor is very old and squaks under even the slightest footfalls. A light devoid of warmth filters in through dust-smudged windows.)
(A sensation of helplessness and despair washes over you from head to toe. This must be what the owner of the memory felt.)
Elf Boy
Uh... Uhhhhhh...
(A young boy, his body gaunt and frail, is lying on the ground.)
Elf Boy
Everyone... R-run... run away...!
Nnngh... It's hot... So hot... Please, no...
Aaaaaaaaagh!
(It seems as though he was having a terrible nightmare. He struggles to rise to his feet, then collapses again.)
Elf Boy
Aaagh! My ear... *sniff* Nnng...
I-I won't forgive you... My ear... *sob* The pain...
How long... have I been passed out here?
Why must this mansion be so needlessly large...? I managed to untie the rope and free myself, but...
I have to go. If I'm caught again... that's it for me.
*sob* Those bastards...
(As you look closer, you can see his small body is blotched in green and purple bruises of all sizes. Fighting his pain with every step, he limps slowly and purposefully down the hallway.)
Elf Boy
I wonder if they're all okay... Did she hide like I told her to...?
Nnngh, it hurts so bad. It huuuuurts... I've got to... Got to keep moving. I can't die here like this.
Must... keep going...
(The boy teeters, struggling to move forward. You see him lurch...)
> Prompt: Left or Right
(The boy walks towards the direction chosen.)
> On-screen text: The boy is struggling to walk.
Elf Boy
I can do this. Just... have to reach the door over there... *huff* *huff* Just that much between me and freedom...
(Once more, the boy drags his aching body forward. He limps...)
> Prompt: Left or Right
(The boy walks towards the direction chosen.)
> On-screen text: The boy is struggling to walk.
Elf Boy
...What happened to the other kids? Did they... No... no. I know they must have escaped.
Now, it's my turn. I must get out of here. I have to... see them...
(He is still on his feet, but weaving from side to side, dangerously unstable. He seems to favor the...)
> Prompt: Left or Center or Right
(He seems to summon up all of his remaining energy, taking one last step forward.)
Elf Boy
There... Now... finally safe. *huff* *huff*... Just wait for me. Wait a little longer. I'm coming back, and...
I'm going... to... save you...
(The boy's desperate whimpers cease as his tiny body collapses in a heap, the last of his strength spent.)
(You hear the crunch of footsteps coming from outside.)
Black Moon Combatant
...Hey. There's someone in here.
Black Moon Combatant
It's a boy. Looks half starved, this one. Feels like the slavers take 'em younger every year.
Was he trying to escape? That's uncommonly bold for one his age. ...Wait. Can you feel it? This is...
Black Moon Combatant
...Let's take the boy with us. It's very faint, but there's no mistaking this energy. He has the gift. I'm sure of it.
Black Moon Combatant
Well, I can't say that's what I expected to come across, but you'll hear no complaints from me. Come! And bring the boy!
(One of the robed men hoists the boy up over his shoulder and carries him away.)
(You feel a sensation like someone shaking your body vigorously...)
(MISSION END)
(Your head is still swimming as you come to. The pain is enough to make you wince.)
(Your body throbs with the lonely ache and the overwhelming sorrow you experienced in the memory.)
Vayne
Are you with us again at last, friend? You were out cold for almost half a day. Nothing we did could get so much as a twitch out of you.
Piran
(Character Name)... I'm so sorry...
It was all my fault. I should never have touched that stupid key.
(Piran's face is moist with tears.)
Piran
They said my breathing got better as soon as you took the key, (Character Name). It was like the memories that were tormenting me... suddenly got passed to you.
So many things happened afterwards, and my head was still all fogged up so I don't remember much, but...
Vayne
Whatever you did, it seems like you absorbed all of the magic that was being held in the key.
When Marleid picked it up, nothing happened. It seemed no different from any normal key.
Marleid
Here, Milletian. You should have this.
(Marleid pulls something from her pack and hands it to you.)
> On-screen text: You receive an Evil Eye Cryptex from Marleid.
Marleid
As we were waiting for you to come to, I decided to see what would happen if I tried the key in the monolith.
When I turned the key in the lock, there was a click, then a thunk, and then smoke started billowing from the red veins of the monolith, like it was burning inside. It was so bizarre...
Piran
After that, it just... crumbled and vanished, like ashes blown away on the wind.
Marleid
When I looked back at the ground where it had been, there were just a few burnt rocks and another cryptex left behind, like before. We couldn't really do anything until you woke up, so I just stuffed it in my pack for the time being.
(You look down at the engraved metallic cylinder. Marleid must have destroyed the monolith while you were experiencing those strange memories.)
(And if Marleid was the one who destroyed it, then... She must have heard that echoing voice you hear each time, too.)
Marleid
By my count, this should have been the fifth monolith.
That means, according to the prophecy, there are two still standing. If we can destroy those, I think it's safe to say that the Fomors' plans will have been well and truly thwarted.
(You ask Marleid if she heard anything odd when she destroyed the monolith.)
Marleid
Heard anything? Not that I can recall. After it puffed out all that smoke, the monolith just... disappeared, as if it had been vaporized. If there was some strange noise, it may have been drowned out in the chaos.
Piran
Are you sure? Think back carefully. This might be important.
Marleid
Well...
(Marleid frowns, trying to recall what happened right after the monolith was destroyed.)
Marleid
I... honestly don't know. I can't recall anything that seemed odd, aside from the obvious disintegrating rocks.
Am I to assume, then, that you've experienced something strange when you've destroyed the previous four?
(As you are about to answer, Vayne suddenly speaks up.)
Vayne
I hate to interrupt, but... quiet for a moment. I hear something.
Footsteps. Someone approaches.
???
... *sigh* And here I was, wondering what wretches were going around destroying the monoliths.
I presume it's you lot?
> Prompt: Prepare for battle
Shadow Mission: Executive Discretion
Marleid
Who are you? State your name!
Piran
Hey... He looks awfully familiar. (Character Name), I recognize him from somewhere!
(You turn and look where Piran is pointing.)
(You see Cethlenn, with Black Moon combatants in tow.)
Cethlenn
You're... Yes, I remember you as well. The offering who cried and moaned and then scurried away like a little rat.
How... unfortunate. Perhaps you thought yourself lucky, brat, but your lackwit luck ran out the moment I arrived.
Piran
You were the one who was going to drag me to the Fomors...
Marleid
...Piran, get behind me.
The Queen has tasked me with your safety. Don't worry. I'll not let this cocksure brigand lay hands on you again!
Cethlenn
Ngh...
Such lovely blue hair. A rare splendor, to be sure. It's almost enough to distract from the fact that you and I are enemies.
And given that you seem wholly intent on ruining his plans, well... I cannot simply turn a blind eye to such contemptuous blasphemy.
Marleid
What are you going on about...? Come on, Milletian. Let's pound that smarmy grin off his face.
Piran, you stay close to Captain Darkside.
Vayne
You really are unbelievable, you know that? You could at least do me the courtesy of calling me by my name. Especially when you're asking me to play bodyguard.
Marleid
Zip it! I've no time for your sophistry right now. Milletian, let's do this!
(You battle Cethlenn and the other Black Moon Combatants alongside Marleid. Cethlenn proves to be a strong opponent.)
Piran
(Character Name)! Miss Marleid! Be careful! Oh no... It looks like they're in trouble...!
Vayne! Just leave me here and help (Character Name) and Miss Marleid. Please! I.. I'll get away somehow!
Vayne
In this situation, it's better that we stand our ground. Letting you take off running would only further complicate matters.
Cethlenn
Ngh...!
What...? But... how? How are you withstanding the full brunt of my offensive?
It couldn't be... How could YOU have that power? How...? Where would you have even...?
Piran
Um.. is he all right? I don't have a clue what he's going on about now.
Marleid
Aaaand check!
(As Cethlenn ceases his attack for a moment, Marleid wastes no time aiming her crossbow squarely at him.)
Cethlenn
Damn it...
...I don't understand. How in the world could this power manifest in a brat like that...?
Is that... why he's... here...?
Marleid
Not one step closer. Unless you favor a bolt through that skinny little neck of yours.
Who are you people? Why are you doing this? Answer me!
Cethlenn
No, no, no. This was probably planned. There must be more to it. There has to be...
Piran
Nothing he's saying is making any sense...
Cethlenn
I can see a change of plans is in order. As long as you have that power, I know we shall meet again. For now, then, I'll shift my focus to the other... special offerings.
You have stoked the flames of my anger to their limit, but I'm no fool, to press a fight where I am at a disadvantage. It may be that your actions play a crucial part in bringing the Revelations to pass, and so I shall leave you with your lives... for today.
Marleid
Stop! How dare you turn tail and flee like a coward now!
(...! Cethlenn vanishes with an alarming speed, before Marleid can even loose a bolt from her crossbow.)
(MISSION END)
Piran
Oof, that was too close! Are you okay, (Character Name)?
I can't believe that guy. Attacking us, spouting a bunch of nonsense, then running away. He was the very picture of a miscreant!
Marleid
You'll hear no disagreement from me. That was... unpleasant, to say the least.
And based on what he said, it sounds like he may be the one erecting the monoliths we've been destroying. He didn't seem to be a Fomor, but... I cannot understand why anyone would help the Fomors further their dark designs.
And what's more, I don't understand why he stopped his attack or the reason he gave for his retreat.
(Marleid glares at everyone, the suspicion in her gaze plain for all to see.)
Marleid
Could it be that one of us hides a secret connection to the Fomors?
Piran
Uh... what? N-no way!
Vayne
Now you're accusing us of being agents of the Fomors? I have told you time and again, I am traveling in search of my missing subordinate.
(Piran clutches his pendant tightly in his hand.)
Piran
I don't work for the Fomors, and I would never do anything that would help them, Miss Marleid! I swear by Hymerark and on the Wingheart, the symbol of my faith.
Vayne
Long has it been since I heard anyone swear on the name of Hymerark. Truly he is the most generous among the gods, but has no mercy upon those who speak untruths, especially in his name.
As a fellow believer, I shall also swear upon the name of Hymerark.
Should our first priority not be locating the next monolith? I would think it a more practical course than standing here airing our skepticism.
Piran
That's right! I'd completely forgotten, Miss Marleid brought a new cryptex from the remains of the monolith.
Marleid
...Very well.
My doubts remain, but I agree. We have more urgent matters to attend to.
There aren't many monoliths left now, but you can be sure once we destroy these, I'm going to... revisit this line of inquiry.
(Only two monoliths remain now. If all seven of the monoliths said to play a part in reviving Balor's soul are shattered, there can be no doubt the Fomors' plans will be thwarted.)
Piran
All right. Let's have a look at the clue this new cryptex has for us, shall we?
(Piran spins symbol-engraved rings of the cryptex with a practiced ease, testing different combinations.)
Piran
Hmm... This one seems a bit more complicated than the others, I was able to open each of those after just fiddling with them for a couple minutes.
...Ah, there we go! Maybe I spoke too soon. Now, let's see what's written on the parchment.
(As with the other cryptexes, this one contains a rolled-up sheet of parchment inside. It will offer a clue as to where the next monolith can be found.)
Piran
...Huh.
Marleid
Is something strange, Piran?
Piran
Well... All the clues we get are odd, in their own way, but this one is a bit stranger than usual. Here, let me read it.
The clouds roll in; old doubts the eyes of every man shall blind and freshly birthed mistrust shall hang entrenched in every wind. The lost shall be consumed with blame for one another, even as the darkness gathers there beneath their feet. The symbols that remain are planted where the black sun casts its light, there to feed off ancient curses and long-held sorrows.
Vayne
Doubt and mistrust, is it? Perhaps the prophet was seeing this very gathering as his hand wrote the words.
Piran
A place where the black sun casts its light...
> Answer: Shadow Realm
(Marleid gives you a slight nod.)
Marleid
As the clue says, there are two symbols remaining. The place where the black sun casts its light seems to strongly suggest the Shadow Realm, of which we conveniently have two on this continent.
Unlike the previous riddles we've found, this one specifies 'the symbols that remain' instead of something more singular. That leads me to believe that one monolith is hidden in Tara, with the other in Taillteann.
Piran
Well then, we just check both places. That seems simple enough.
Marleid
That man who just attacked us seemed rather distraught that we had been destroying the monoliths - both that we'd been doing it, and that we were even capable of it.
Vayne
He was clearly irate at not being able to carry out the ritual as he'd planned.
Piran
He claimed he was going to shift his focus to 'other special offerings.' I dont like the sound of that one bit.
Marleid
If I had to guess, it probably means he's trying to find an alternative way to enact the ritual by using something else to stand in for the symbols we're destroyed.
From the sound of it, we won't be able to rest easy even after we smash those last two monoliths.
(Marleid stares into the distance, unease clearly etched into her features.)
Tipping the Scales
An owl arrived from the Royal Castle. It's rare for Queen to send a message unprompted. What could it be about? -Marleid
(Piran hesitates, as though some thought lingers at the tip of his tongue.)
Marleid
Piran, it may just be my imagination, but... is there something you want to say?
Piran
Umm... This may just be me reading too much into it, but...
The verses we've found on the slips of parchment so far seem to be the continuation of the prophecy written at the end of the Revelations of the Black Moon.
Marleid
That would make sense. From what I recall, the prophecy as written in the book only discussed the preparations needed for the ritual on a general level. It seldom gave specific clues about locations, like the clues we find do.
Piran
I remember something about the seventh night being repeated, too. It's hard not to think that was referring to the seven symbols we've been searching for all this time.
But if you recall, the mass kidnappings of Order of Hymerark members to use in this ritual to resurrect Balor seems to all be contained within the 'first night' of the prophecy.
Do you think it means... these things will keep on happening? That they might happen six more times?
Vayne
It's difficult to say. We don't know to what extent the things written of in the Revelations are true. The prophecies strike me as a rough outline more than a detailed summary.
Marleid
... I feel the same. We came this far following the guidance of the prophecies and the verses written on the rolls of parchment we found in each cryptex.
We've had enough success that none of us could dismiss this as a wild goose chase, or some flight of fancy, but... I don't want to believe that every word and every prediction is true.
Vayne
There's just no way to be certain. For instance, it is not beyond the realm of possibility that someone read the Revelations of the Black Moon...
...then went to a great deal of effort to 'set up the board,' so to speak, so that you would follow in the footsteps of the prophecy.
Marleid
That's preposterous!
If that were the case, we'd simply need to stop what they're calling the 'first night.' If we do that, we prevent anything later on down the line from happening at all. And for that, we... Hmm?
(An owl swoops toward Marleid, dropping a small note into her outstretched hands, then flies off into the distance as quickly as it came.)
Piran
It looks like someone's eager to get in touch.
Marleid
The markings indicate it's from the Royal Castle, but... the method of delivery itself is odd. Normally, whenever possible, trusted couriers are enlisted to relay sensitive information in person.
(Marleid unfolds the note and reads it carefully.)
Piran
If that's so, perhaps there's some urgency about it. Now that I think about it, after what that man said, I'm worried about my siblings and the others in hiding.
I know Queen Eirawen promised to send resources to help support everyone from the Order of Hymerark, so they're probably doing all right...
But even so, they ARE the only family I have. It's hard not to worry about them.
Marleid
...Milletian.
(Marleid turns toward you, speaking calmly.)
Marleid
We must return to Rath Royal Castle without delay.
It seems the Pontiff's Court is up to something, but the letter doesn't say exactly what. We'll need to get the details in person.
Piran
Those people from the Order of Lymilark? They're the ones who were plotting to oppose the Queen's announcement of the Expeditionary Force, weren't they?
Vayne
Tch... They pride themselves on being the followers of the god of love, but just look at how they treat those of other faiths and creeds.
Hypocrites, the lot of them, paying no heed to the very tenets they claim to believe.
Marleid
They're certainly a hindrance more often than a help. Her Majesty says she's in a bind at the moment, so let's return to the castle.
Piran
I guess this is where we part ways again, Vayne. Are you going to keep looking for your subordinate here?
Vayne
...I am. It's clear he passed through here, and that he spoke with the children. I'll remain a bit longer, do a little diffinf, and see if I can't turn up any more clues.
I wonder how long he plans to keep me on the road. It's starting to become a bit wearying... and irritating, in about equal measure.
Piran
Still, I'm glad to know he's safe. And it's possible his journey is driven by the desire to find somewhere safer, what with the recent persecution of those who believe in Hymerark.
I hope all is well, and that we meet again someday!
Marleid
We don't have any more time to waste here. Let's hurry back to the mainland.
Vayne
My, how callous. Are you saying you haven't even the time for a wave and a farewell?
Marleid
I'm just following the orders I received...
Vayne
Fascinating. Almost like a wind-up doll, sitting inert and glass-eyed unless someone winds the spring. Possessing everything needed to move, but incapable of acting of its own volition.
I thought you were like my subordinate, and in many ways you are. But in that respect, however, you seem to differ. A pity; it makes you feel all the more mundane.
Marleid
...!
...I refuse to dignify your pointless goading with any further response!
(Marleid turns about on her heels and quickly strides away.)
Piran
O-oh, hey! Miss Marleid, we need to go together! Ah... She's already out of earshot.
(Character Name), we probably ought to be on our way as well. Vayne, it was a brief meeting, but... I'm glad to have met another believer in Hymerark out in the world, especially in these times.
(Piran quickly nods his farewell and follows after Marleid.)
Vayne
...There is one last thing I wish to tell you, Milletian.
Do not put your faith too readily in those closest to you. Consider who it is that truly needs you.
It was good to see you once again. I pray this meeting is not our last.
(Vayne chuckles quietly, then turns and heads in the opposite direction.)
(You meet up with the others in the Hanging gardens of Rath Royal Castle.)
Eirawen
(Character Name)!
You're late. Even after I went to the trouble of personally writing you a letter urging you to hurry back.
By now, Marleid must have told you some of what is happening with the Pontiff's Court, yes?
Llywelyn
When Eirawen first announced she would be sending out an Expeditionary Force, many of those affiliated with the Pontiff's Court had no choice but to back down. But with the force on the move and making headway toward resolving the kidnappings and stopping those behind them, they're growing nervous.
In addition, it has come to my attention that many supporters of the Pontiff's Court who were present at the banquet have, since then, been spreading rumors that the Pontiff's Court was against dispatching the Expeditionary Force all along.
Marleid
On the one hand, I can understand the nature of their restlessness. Seeing a ruler over whom they do not exert any heavy influence building amicable relationships with other groups, without their approval or consultation, surely makes them uncomfortable. In short, they fear a loss of standing.
Eirawen
Indeed. The problem is... they have now made what seems to be a complete about-face, and are insisting on aiding the Expeditionary Force.
Llywelyn
I suspect someone affiliated with the Pontiff's Court observed you destroying one of those strange monoliths, (Character Name).
One of my informants sent a report that someone not fitting the descriptions of any of Emain Macha's residents witnessed the Hero of Erinn on an island in Sen Lake.
I sense the Pontiff's Court's hand in it, keeping a close watch on you to discover where the Expeditionary Force is headed. It is doubtful they know the true nature of your undertaking, but they know you've been destroying something.
Eirawen
Not long ago, we received a visit from Corentin, if you'll believe that. She asked that some of the Pontiff's Court's Temple Knights be allowed to participate in the Expeditionary Force's mission.
I was uncertain what to do until I received Marleid's report. That helped me to reach a decision.
Marleid
All evidence points to the last two monoliths being hidden within the Shadow Realm.
As far as Tara's Shadow Realm, I already have an inkling as to where it might be.
Llywelyn
Indeed. There is a place that was, in the distant past, used for... similar purposes.
You are aware that a great subterranean waterway flows beneath the Royal Castle, are you not?
Marleid
The nerve of them. To offer up the entire castle to Balor as though it was theirs to give.
Llywelyn
I presume the location has some sort of symbolic value to the Fomors. There is a good chance the monolith will be there.
However... Even if our predictions about Tara's Shadow Realm are exactly right, we have no clues as to waht may lie ahead in the Shadow Realm that extends over Taillteann.
And I'm afraid we haven't the time or resources to conduct a thorough investigation.
Eirawen
It doesn't seem an altogether bad idea to give the Pontiff's Court a light at the end of the tunnel to run toward. They did offer a not-insignificant amount of financial support for the mission as a bargaining chip, and frankly, I'm of a mind to accept their offer.
Llywelyn
You make a fair point, Your Majesty. Setting aside the crass jockeying for power, it's an excellent opportunity for them to make a show to others that they truly care about resolving this issue.
Marleid
Wait. Do you truly intend to leave the situation in Taillteann in the hands of the Pontiff's Court and their lackeys?
I'm not completely against the idea, but when it comes down to it, I just don't trust them.
Eirawen
It's not as though I plan to let them run through the Shadow Realm unchecked, with no countermeasures in place, Andras's Royal Guards will join them on their excursion.
And if we send a member of the core Expeditionary Force to oversee the operation, then all the better for us. To that end, Marleid, I'd like you to join Andras on the Taillteann mission.
Marleid
...!
Piran
Wait! Do you really intend to split the core of our Expeditionary Force?
Llywelyn
Shush. You're too loud. There are ears in every nave and cornice of this castle. Be ever careful what you say, and where you say it.
(Llywelyn's cautious eyes quickly scan the area. Speak with him again after organizing your thoughts.)
Piran
Hmm. So we'll be undertaking a joint operation with the soldiers from the Order of Lymilark?
Marleid
I must say, I didn't see that coming. I'm stull a bit taken aback.
It sounds as though we'll need someone in Taillteann to keep Her Majesty abreast of the situation there.
Llywelyn
Correct. The plan is for the Milletian to oversee the Tara mission, while oversight of the Taillteann front will go to you, Marleid.
Piran
Um... And what about me?
Marleid
You're coming with me, of course. If I have to march out to Taillteann and pretend to get along with those zealots from the Pontiff's Court, then I at least want another expedition member with me.
We'll make preparations to depart right away.
I hate to leave you unaided, Milletian, but we're needed in Taillteann. Good luck with the Tara mission.
Piran
Wait. Just give me a second, Miss Marleid. (Character Name), since we're going to be apart...
(Piran walks over and hands you something.)
> On-screen text: You've received Piran's Pendant.
Piran
I want you to hold on to this. I always keep this symbol of Hymerark close at hand.
If you're ever in trouble, (Character Name), you can count on the wings of Hymerark to guide and protect you.
The member of our order usually give each other smaller charms and talismans, but this is all I have on me right now...
But I'm just letting you borrow it for now, okay? Remember, you have to give it back to me after we're done taking care of those last two monoliths!
So whatever you do... Please be safe. All right?
(Piran's pendant weights heavy in your palm. He and Marleid give you a farewell bow before departing the Hanging Garden.)
The Lengthening Shadow
In the past, some aspiring Fomors attempted to offer up Rath Royal Castle to Lord Balor. It's very likely they left some symbols behind. I entreat you...be careful. -Marleid
Eirawen
You know, I've noticed a change in Marleid's demeanor since she began traveling with you. She seems to have lightened up. One might even go as far as to call her more relaxed. It's a good change, I think. Not only does it please me to see her express a fuller range of emotions, she even feels more stalwart and reliable than before.
I'm glad I decided to have her join you in the Expeditionary Force. Simply protecting me from the shadows felt like a squandering of her considerable talent.
I admit, I did hesitate a little over whether to send her, but ultimately, I think it was the right choice. She never felt at home in this stifling castle, with its courtly intrigue and bickering nobles.
I lost Callow and Betty... I won't lose her too. And I have no desire to force her to remain in a place she dislikes simply for my own benefit.
Llywelyn
They must have been dear to you, if their loss still stings even now. Marleid may not understand your perspective now, but I believe she will, one day.
At any rate, Marleid ought to have the Taillteann mission well in hand, so we'd best not let her show us up, (Character Name).
As per standard practice, anyone seeking entry to the Royal Castle's Underground Waterway must be granted special access from Secretary Sinead.
However, I would argue that this constitutes an emergency, and beyond that, the eyes and ears of the Pontiff's Court are surely strained to catch any indication of our next move.
Eirawen
It's not that I don't consider Sinead trustworthy, but given the current situation, we must take every precaution.
Llywelyn
I took the liberty of securing a route to the waterway before coming here. Milletian, follow Eirawen's guidance. She'll show you where to go to gain entry.
Eirawen
I must say, Llywelyn, you certainly have a talent for knowing exactly how much to meddle in any affair. Now, (Character Name)... If you feel ready, I urge you to head out right away.
And... promise me you'll be careful. Do you understand? I... I would feel awful if something bad would happen to you.
> Prompt: Nod your head or I am not ready just yet
> Prompt: Nod your head
Shadow Mission: Castling
(You enter the Tara Shadow Realm's Rath Royal Castle.)
(To access the Underground Waterway, you require a memo with a password, so you move on and make your way.)
(You eventually make it deep enough to find the box with the password memo: Arduinna Doubhca)
(You make your way to the large room at the end of the Waterway, defeating Black Moon combatants and zombies as you do.)
(Something is wrong. It appears you've reached the terminus of the Underground Waterway...)
(But you've seen no trace of the monolith bearing the symbol of the Evil Eye.)
???
So, you came, fool of a Milletian. Just as I knew you would.
(Behind you, you see Cethlenn.)
(...!)
Cethlenn
It seems all the fodder you had to mop up to reach this place has done little to fatigue you. Perhaps I ought to complement your tenacity.
I admit, I didn't expect you to predict the final location. I suppose that head of yours doesn't exist simply to prop up your simpleton face after all.
You must be perplexed, surely, to have ventured all this way only to find no trace of what you seek.
Don't get me wrong; I'm actually rather impressed that you would remember the location of a ritual performed in haste so long ago.
(Cethlenn appears oddly giddy. He continues speaking, the words drifting from him with a carefree cadence.)
Cethlenn
The plan was worringly close to being foiled...
But if there is one thing in this world of which I stand assured, it's the ease with which those blinded by their own greed and lust for power can be turned wholly toward one's own purpose.
Just know that I'm letting you off light, Milletian. There would be no purpose in fighting now. Not when we finally stand at the very threshold of the first night.
I'll even save you the trouble of a more thorough search: the thing you came seeking is not here. The final piece has already absorbed enough power to move the vessel.
(Cethlenn walks toward you.)
Cethlenn
The Fomors may complain, but what do they matter? Those fools cannot even recognize the king for whom they yearn.
Long have we known that the Fomors are not to be trusted.
(Cethlenn gazes around at the cavernous space of the Underground Waterway.)
Cethlenn
There was once an incident here.
Long ago, a band of Fomors stole into this very waterway on an ill-advised and foolhardy venture, and in the process our plans were almost discovered by an observer.
But we made sure to cull the loose ends, and so remained undiscovered by that troublesome observer.
Hahaha. I can only imagine how he'd look, were he able to see these present events unfold. It did take quite some time to break his will...
(The surroundings seem to rumble and quake around you.)
Cethlenn
...The time has come at last.
I won't forgive you for being a constant thorn in our side, but...
Perhaps your part in our plans is not yet finished.
But what does it matter? The preparations are complete. You'd better hurry along now... for whatever difference it will make. Hahahaha!
(As Cethlenn waves his hand, you feel an unknown power throw you back.)
(MISSION END)
(As you end up at the Tara Stonehenge, a quake courses through the ground, and you see an ominous pillar of light in the distance.)
> On-screen text: The ominous pillar of light disappeared. That doesn't seem like a good sign. Reconvene with the Expeditionary Force in Taillteann.
(You meet up with the two at the Taillteann Headquarters.)
Andras
Quickly, transport the wounded. Surgeons, prioritize the patients in critical condition. And hurry!
(You arrive on the scene to find Taillteann in uproar. Andras appears to have her hands full barking orders to every soldier within earshot.)
Marleid
Milletian!
I'm so sorry. This would never have happened if only I'd been more vigilant.
Piran
It's not your fault, Miss Marleid. You warned them, but they didn't listen.
Marleid
Her Majesty entrusted me with their welfare. How can I face her now?
Andras
Don't let yourself be swallowed up in self-pity, Marleid. They ignored your orders, and so brought their fate upon themselves.
(Andras, taking a break from the responsabilities of command, strides over to you.)
Andras
It's been some time, (Character Name). I've heard about the Expeditionary Force, and about your mission to destroy the evil monolith in Taillteann's Shadow Realm.
Piran
We came here to reinforce the Royal Guards and the Temple Knights, and everyone split into multiple units to fan our and search the Shadow Realm.
Unfortunately, the monolith proved difficult to find. The soldiers had their hands full fending off the roving bands of Fomors that appeared as the searched dragged on.
The attacks began to take their toll as we watched the surgeons' beds fill with the maimed and injured, while those still searching grew more exhausted by the hour.
Marleid
That was when I heard the cry go out that the monolith had been found. I raced there to find myself gazing upon the familiar sight: a horrendous rock pillar with a glowing red eye crudely gouged into it.
Piran
We tried to warn Andras not to touch the monolith, or approach it recklessly.
Andras
The Royal Guardsmen followed my orders and halted their advance. However, I had failed to anticipate that the Temple Knights might ignore my directive.
Piran
One of them broke ranks and charged the monolith, waving his sword, and the rest seemed to follow.
Marleid
After that... Honestly, I'm still not sure what happened. There was a flash of light, and a huge blast went off.
The noise was deafening. The ground shook so violently, it was hard to retain my footing. Most of the soldiers who were near the monolith lost their lives or, if they survived, sustained serious injuries.
Andras
Marleid's guess was that someone had rigged the area around the monolith with a trap. The Temple Knights didn't heed the warning and thought they could just walk up and beat the thing to pieces, and now all we have to show for it is a list of casualties and a full field hospital.
Piran
The weirdest thing was, when we finally stopped panicking and looked around, we were no longer in the Shadow Realm. I... can't really explain it.
It was almost like the monolith absorbed the very essence of the Shadow Realm around us...
Marleid
After that, I gathered the uninjured and sent them out to continue the search as best they could, but the predicament remains: since the explosion, there have been no signs of the monolith.
Andras
Just now, I saw a strange pillar of light flare into the southern sky. It was shortly before your arrival, (Character Name).
Marleid
That way lies the Sen Mag Plains... and the entrance to Tech Duinn.
I have a bad feeling about this.
Andras
There's something more. A message came from the Royal Castle. It was addressed to you, Marleid, so I haven't opened it.
(Andras hands an envelope bearing the royal seal to Marleid. Speak with Marleid after she has finished reading the message.)
The Land Beyond the Mists
I've been feeling more and more uneasy about that strange pillar of light we saw. What should we do now? - Piran
Piran
What could they be sending a message about? It hasn't been all that long since we were there at the castle.
(As Marleid scans the message, her expression darkens.)
Marleid
...!
It... can't be...
(Marleid looks toward you and Piran.)
Marleid
Piran, you... have several siblings, right?
Piran
My siblings?
Yes, three of them. All younger than me. They're at the shelter right now.
Marleid
And unlike you, all three of them have silver hair, right?
Piran
That's right! Everyone else in my family's hair is sort of a dark-ish silvery color. Some people would poke fun at me when I was little, saying I didn't look like my parents.
Marleid
And the youngest... She has short hair and red eyes... right?
Piran
Wow, Miss Marleid, you have a great memory!
But... Wait a minute...
I know I dote on them sometimes, but I don't think I ever went into that much detail...
......No. No way. Did you know that... because you read it in the letter...?
Marleid
After the Expeditionary Force began its mission, reports of any kidnappings dried up nearly overnight. Or, at least, they had. We've just received a report of another abduction.
It happened near one of the Hymerark shelters. The person reported missing is a young girl matching that description.
Piran
...
(Piran staggers back, nearly collapsing to his knees.)
Marleid
Piran... it's going to be all right. The report was received mere hours ago; she'll still be okay.
Piran
We don't know that!
'They're probably fine.' 'We'll make it in time.' I'm sick and tired of hearing those empty words... those broken promises!
That's how it went with Laric. I thought everything would be fine. That everyone would still be alive. That we'd be able to save him...
But every little bit of light I try to see; every small hope I try to hold fast in my heart... they've only brought me sadness after sadness. Torment after torment.
I never should have left my family in the first place...
Maybe it's better to just give up hope. It's already too late...
> Prompt: Wait for him to calm down or Comfort Piran
Piran
I'm sorry I yelled at you, Miss Marleid. I know you've always tried to help me.
And I swear to both of you...
(Piran dabs away his tears with the hem of his robe.)
...I won't let Sheena share Laric's fate.
Marleid
The letter says the kidnappers disappeared in the direction of the Sen Mag Plains. And I think we all know where in that area they're headed.
We also still have a contingent of soldiers posted outside the entrance, so not all hope is lost.
Andras
Marleid, (Character Name), I don't know the details, but...
This seems to be a matter of the utmost urgency. Leave this area to me and go.
(Marleid takes Piran's arm and helps him up. You should follow them to the Sen Mag Plains.)
(The soldiers who had been guarding the entrance to the underground chamber lie motionless on the grass.)
Piran
Oh no... What happened to the guards?
Marleid
...Damn, were we too late?
They're still breathing, and I don't see any fatal wounds. They look to have simply been knocked out.
In fact... I see no signs of a skirmish at all. It's like all of them simply collapsed where they stood. Either their opponent was a fighter of incredible skill, or... it was someone for whom they lowered their guard.
...
Piran
M-Miss Marleid...?
Marleid
...Never mind. This is no time for idle speculation.
Come, Milletian. Let's hurry down.
(Marleid and Piran run toward the stairs that lead underground.)
(You follow suit.)
Balor of the Evil Eye
Let's return to the mists. We still must find the path the Fomors took. I can only hope we're not too late... - Marleid
(The guards who had been keeping watch at the entrance and within the chamber leading to Tech Duinn all lie unconscious on the ground.)
Marleid
It's clear someone trespassed here. They must have entered the mists before we arrived.
Piran. When we first came here, you said you knew about that mist, right?
Piran
Um... I'm not even sure anymore. What I do know is just from old legends and fairy tales.
Marleid
I recall the Milletian mentioning that it was difficult to find one's way through the mist and fog on the other side of that gate. If the Fomors are using it, I cannot help but wonder how. Do you have any idea?
Piran
In the old stories, the magical mist is known as the Feth Fiada, and since time immemorial, it's been said to have a very special power.
When you enter the mists, they can take you wherever you wish to go. The more detailed and vivid your thoughts are, the more effective it is.
In the fairy tales I read, there's a part about someone who wanted to see a loved one who had passed away, and borrowed the mist's power to visit the place where all souls gather.
Marleid
...To meet someone precious, I see.
Piran
The land beyond the mists is said to be completely outside the reality we know. It sounds hard to believe, but... that's how the stories go.
But when we discovered this place, suddenly, those old legends seemed like they might not be so far-fetched after all. We're quite a ways underground, but we can still see because there's a dim light in this chamber.
That light is definitely seeping in through the mist itself.
Marleid
I haven't the faintest clue how the Fomors found out about this place, or how they came to understand the nature of the mist. They must have tried to travel somewhere using the mist's power.
But if it worked for them... there's no reason why it shouldn't work for us. Do you think we could find their tracks in the fog?
Piran
Umm... I don't know about that...
...
But you know what? We won't know unless we try! Isn't that right, (Character Name)?
> Prompt: Nod your head or Hesitate
Marleid
I'm sure they'll have left tracks, too, or some other sign of their passing. Though I daresay it won't be easy to pick up their trail in the fog.
But 'hard' isn't the same as 'impossible,' and I'm not willing to give up.
Piran
Agreed. Then... shall we head on through?
(Each of you takes a good, hard look at one another, as though to esure you end up together in your journey through the mists. Then, united in purpose, you step into the gate.)
Shadow Mission: The Guide's Courage
(You stride carefully into the billowing mists that lead to Tech Duinn.)
Piran
The fog seems lighter now than it was before!
Marleid
I would presume it's because the Fomors passed through this area recently. Even for a magical mist. it would take time to recover its full strength if its power was used multiple times in succession.
Piran
Well, let's take advantage of that and hurry before it gets thicker again. Every minute counts!
Marleid
There's something about this fog that feels... unpleasant. Piran, you said this mist could take someone to any place they wished to be, did you not?
Piran
That's how it was described in the stories I've read. But I think this mist has other powers, too.
Sometimes, it's like you're seeing a mirage, or some illusion. The last time we came here, so many memories were weighing on me, and it was almost like I saw those memories come alive again before my very eyes.
Marleid
That sounds awful. It's not just that it plays on people's moods and feelings, it's like the mist is setting a trap with an irresistible lure to test us.
Piran
Even if that's true, Miss Marleid, do you think it'll take us where we want to go?
...I suppose we'll find out after we've made it past the fog. H-huh...?
(...!)
(Piran disappears.)
Marleid
Piran...?
Tch... The fog is getting thicker! Stay on your guard, Milletian!
(Marleid disappears as well.)
(The fog continues to thicken, hemming you in an obscuring your vision completely. Then, after only a minute or two, it begins to thin out again.)
(...)
(You find yourself standing alone. Piran and Marleid are nowhere to be seen.)
(It seems almost as though the mists have purposefully separated the three of you.)
(For now, all you can do is hope that the two of them are safe. You decide to focus your energies on passing safely through the mists and locating an exit.)
(You make your way through some monsters that appeared.)
(...! A strange power emanates from the pendant that Piran gave you.)
(Could this be the protective power that Piran spoke of? You should see waht lies that way first!)
(You try to find your way through the mist, until it eventually thins up.)
???
Uh... Uhhhhh...
(...! You hear someone's voice from elsewhere on the plains.)
(You head towards the source of the voice, and find Piran and Marleid near another Geata.)
Piran
Oh no... I'm sorry, Miss Marleid, this was all my fault... Are you okay? Does it hurt?
Marleid
It's just a scratch. There's no need to make such a fuss.
Ah, there you are, Milletian...
Piran
(Character Name)! Thank goodness you're safe. The fog got so thick all of the sudden, and these strange monsters appeared out of nowhere.
They squirmed around, and glowed with this weird light... It was scary. Scary and disgusting.
And as that was happening, I heard someone call out, like they needed help.
Marleid
Wait a second. I didn't cry for help, all right?
But... When I could finally see my surroundings again, everyone else was gone.
I figured you'd be fine, Milletian, so I decided to prioritize searching for Piran while taking down any hostiles I encountered.
Piran
A weird monster came charging at me, but Miss Marleid leapt in to intercept it. She got hurt trying to protect me...
Marleid
I already told you, it's nothing serious. A little rest and some time off my feet and I'll be fine. Besides, it's natural for me to defend those who need it.
I was wondering what to do after I'd cleared the area of enemies. But when the fog thinned, I saw... that.
(Following Marleid's gesturing, your gaze turns toward the large floating gate.)
Piran
Isn't this the gate that we came in through? Or is it just another gate like it?
Marleid
My guess is that the mist actively hinders trespassers who enter its domain.
I take the fact that we're seeing an exit at all to mean it's allowing us to proceed forward.
Piran
Ah...! I don't know how, but we must have passed the mist's test, right?
Marleid
I think we have the Milletian to thank for that...
Piran
The mists themselves were swayed by our earnest hearts!
...But if we step into that gate, it may send us right to where the Lord of the Fomors is being resurrected.
Marleid
That's certainly a possibility. But since we've overcome the mist's will and opened the way forward, we ought to return to the entrance and make a plan of attack.
Piran
Miss Marleid, again, I just wanted you to know I'm sorry. I... I was too weak, and...
Marleid
The constant apologies are starting to grow more painful than the injury itself. I told you I was fine, didn't I? You simply need to get stronger, and that's not, in itself, something you need to feel sorry for.
Come along, MIlletian. Let's return to the entry gate.
(Piran helps pull Marleid to her feet.)
(You've opened the path forward in the fog-shrouded landscape of Tech Duinn. Return to the entrance to reorganize and prepare to stop the ritual heralding the revival of Balor.)
(MISSION END)
Piran
(Character Name), that gateway we saw on the plains of Tech Duinn looked the same as the one in this chamber, didn't it?
I definitely don't remember seeing that last time. Maybe it's there because the Fomors recently made use of it.
Marleid
You may be right. It seems they're using the power of the mists to speed their travels, allowing them to extend their reach across the continent.
The Fomors used the mists to go somewhere, but after they did, the gate didn't disappear right away. The area was still blanketed with fog.
Had the fog been thicker, it's possible the portal would have moved before we were able to discover it.
Piran
I guess we were lucky, in a way. Can you imagine having to track down a floating, moving gate?
Anyway, we know where we're going, and what we have to do. There's no reason to delay.
Marleid
I only pray we're not too late. Piran, (Character Name). Let's make any preparations we require before we head out. We don't know exactly what we might find beyond that gate.
Piran
Oh...!
Miss Marleid, this is the first time I've heard you call (Character Name) by name!
Marleid
W...what?
Piran
Hahaha. Remember what you told me when we were making our way back from the castle? You said it was a conscious choice so that you could maintain 'profesionnal distance,' whatever that means.
Being professional is well and good, of course, but it just seemed so... stuff for conversations between friends! I wouldn't be surprised if (Character Name) felt a little hurt, always being called just 'the Milletian.'
Marleid
Wait, when did I ever say...?
Don't you start piling some weird sort of guilt on me, Piran!
Piran
Heehee... Do you feel a little less nervous now?
Marleid
...What?
Nervous? What are you talking about?
Piran
I'm anxious. Afraid, even.
Scared to even think about what's become of my sister. Whether she's okay.
But I'm not alone in this. I have you and (Character Name) with me, and I know Hymerark is watching over us.
And I think that, with his guidance, things will turn out all right. That doesn't mean I'm not scared - so much could happen between now and the end of all of this - but I've decided to take heart and believe that we can make a difference, prophecy or not.
Marleid
...Heh. You're really not cut out for this line of work. How did someone so blithe, so carefree, come to be mixed up in all of this?
Piran
Huh? Come on, I was speaking from the heart!
Marleid
You know... once this mission is over, I wouldn't mind hearing more of those carefree thoughts from the heart every now and again.
Piran
Miss Marleiiiiid... If you want to say something nice, you don't have to be so roundabout.
(You feel your nerves settle as you see Piran and Marleid go back and forth. Before you realized it, the two had become a part of your everyday life.)
(You remember that you still have Piran's pendant, and figure now seems as good a time as any to return it to him.)
Piran
Oh, thank you, (Character Name)! Things have been so hectic, I nearly forgot I'd lent it to you.
I'm glad you're safe, and that you kept your promise.
> Prompt: It really helped me or Remain silent
(Marleid turns to look at the floating stone portal, ringed about with a misty haze.)
Marleid
Piran, (Character Name), it looks like we're all ready. The time for action is now, and the mists beckon.
(The more you gaze into the rolling mists, the more you feel as though you're being drawn in.
> Prompt: Travel through the mists
Shadow Mission:A False Promise
(You travel through the land shrouded by mist and fog, Piran and Marleid by your side.)
Marleid
Where ARE we?
(You emerge from the churning mists of the gate into a place wholly unfamiliar. Brazier sof blue flame light the shadowed hall.)
Piran
H-huh? But we were just in the mists! How did we end up here?
It's too quiet. What sort of place is this?
Marleid
Hmm... I recognize markings and symbols similar to those we found in the other underground chamber. Wherever we are, I suspect we've reached the place we sought.
But it's a bit suspicious, don't you think? If this truly is the place they're trying to revive their king, you'd think they'd have a few guards posted.
Piran
Wh-what if there aren't any guards because they no longer need them...?
No, no, that can't be it. No good will come of giving in to fear. We came to find Sheena, and that's what we're going to do!
Marleid
That's the spirit. (Character Name), help me look around. Most of these gates appear to be closed...
We reached this place with relative ease, so it can't have been too long since the Fomors passed this way. They must have left traces somewhere. Something we could use to pick up their trail.
Piran
Then let's find them. Come on, hurry!
(You advance in the hallway.)
Piran (Chat Bubble)
It's all rather spooky, isn't it?
It's eerily quiet...
It's too dark in here!
That flame! It's blue!
Hurry up!
Sheena must be nearby.
Marleid (Chat Bubble)
So many of the doors are locked.
I have a bad feeling about this.
I don't like the feel of this place at all.
Watch your feet.
Hmm...
(Out of the corner of your eye, you spot something glimmering on the cold floor.)
Piran
Th-this is Sheena's hairpin!
Marleid
Wait, look over there. All the gates we passed were shut. But not that one.
(Marleid points across the walkway, through an open door.)
Piran
Do you see it? There's a red gem of some sort embedded in the door at the far end of the hall. I can't be sure from here, but it looks even larger than the other gates, too.
Marleid
Come on, (Character Name)! We can't be far behind now!
(You approach the crimson-gemmed door.)
Piran
...This is another sign. They must have come this way.
Sheena's waiting for us, just beyond these doors. I can tell she's here... somehow.
Marleid
This heat is unbearable. The air itself seems harsh and hard to breathe.
Flowing lava fills the pits beneath as well. Truly, the Fomors have made a hellish realm of this underworld.
Piran
Please, Hymerark... Please don't let us be too late...
Marleid
It's faint, but I hear something on the other side. Are you ready? Then let us steel our hearts, summon our courage, and head in.
(The door of the gateway is fashioned from what appears to be coarse stone, with polished bands running through it to create a masterfully intricate design. At the center of the familiar symbol sits a crimson gem, giving off an unearthly aura.)
(You cannot put off the inevitable and, placing your hand upon the gate, push it inward. But with the slightest nudge...)
(The great gate swings wide, as if awaiting your arrival!)
(At that very moment, you hear a terrifying roar from within!)
(As you enter the room, the sight of a tall, horned monster in chains is the first thing you notice. Other fomors are also in the room.)
(Piran runs to a collapsed Sheena's side.)
Piran
Sh-sheena...?
No... Sheena!
(Piran falls to his knees, lamenting, as you and Marleid catch up to him.)
Piran
Are you okay? It's me, Piran. Wake up...!
Marleid
Is she all right? Did we make it in time?
Is that... Balor of the Evil Eye? But why is he in chains?
(The creature Marleid identified as Balor actively struggles against his chains and roars.)
Marleid
It's like he can't tell friend from foe. This feels... wrong, somehow. Did something happen with the ritual?
???
Curious, are we?
(Cethlenn and Black Moon combatants enter the scene.)
(A Shadow Warrior appraches Cethlenn, hostile.)
Fomor Warrior
You...! What is this treachery?! We were told he would live again if we followed your commands!
Cethlenn
And so he lives! I am nothing if not a man of my word.
I'm not sure what the problem is. Or... are you saying it's too much for your tiny brain to grasp?
Fomor Warrior
The problem, snake, is that THAT is not Balor!
In flesh he may be King Balor, but not in mind, for he does not recognize his own! All he did in life, he did for the Fomors!
Cethlenn
He did it all... for you? Aha... hahaha...
Fool. He was simply savoring the frenzy of the fight. You mistook bloodlust for genuine concern.
You begged me to revive the Balor of old, and I have done exactly that. So I ask you again: what is the problem?
Dear me. How can I explain to such a witless imbecile? I'm already grossly oversimplifying it for you.
Fomor Warrior
You...!
How DARE you deceive us with this false Balor! There shall be no quarter for you!
(As the Fomor Warrior lunges at Cethlenn, they suddenly get cut down.)
(Cethlenn and his guards, prepared for battle, stare at the direction the blow came from.)
(Vayne enters the scene.)
(He walks in, and with a wave of his hand, casts a spell that immediately kills all the remaining Fomors in the room.)
(You and your party are taken aback by his appearance.)
Marleid
Vayne...?! Why on earth...?
Piran
Vayne! Thank goodness you're here! They're the ones! The people who--
(Cethlenn drops his guard, moving towards Vayne.)
Cethlenn
...Finally. What took you so long?
Vayne
...
Cethlenn
You're done faffing about, then?
Even after all this time, your 'hobby' strikes me as no less strange.
Vayne
I'll not be lectured by a disrespectful subordinate who blatantly acted without the approval of his commander.
Do you intend to make me a laughingstock among the generals?
I wished to see how you would perform in a commanding role, but if all you have for me is self-important reproach, I am sorely disappointed.
...How distasteful. It brings a flood of unpleasant memories rushing to the fore.
(You take amoment to understand he situation.)
Piran
Vayne? Why...?
Those people persecuted the followers of Hymerark!
Then the subordinate you've been looking for all this time... Is it really...?
(Piran looks shaken up, but Marleid finds her composure once more.)
Marleid
Piran. Stop. That man is no friend of ours.
I smelled a rat from the very beghinning. I cannot believe I actually trusted you, even for a second!
Vayne
It seems I have a rare talent for infuriating those around me. For what it's worth, I actually enjoyed the time I spent with the three of you.
Cethlenn
A more wretched pastime I can scarcely imagine. Could you not spare a thought for me, who had to follow you around like some furtive cutpurse?
Piran
...I can't believe it.
Are you the one who did this to my sister, then?
Why would you hurt a fragile, innocent little girl? What did we ever do, that you would hate us so?
Cethlenn
You'll have to ask those dimwitted Fomors. They demanded nothing less, and let me tell you, it wasn't easy to give them what they asked for.
Pale, milky-white skin and eyes of the deepest red... It is no simple task to find one who fits that description.
Had it not been written in the Revelations, I would never have gone to those lengths. The Fomors may be a clueless lot who cannot even recognize their own king, but I suppose I can at least admire the spirit of their loyalty.
Marleid
Stop this, right now!
(Character Name), they're responsible for everything we've been fighting against!
Who ARE you people? Why are you doing this?! You're not even Fomors!
(As Marleid starts to question their motives, Balor manages to break free from his chains.)
Piran
Vayne, why...? There must be an explanation for all this... right?
Why you're with these people...
Vayne
Perhaps. I do apologize for what has happened to your sister, but at no point in our travels did I ever lie to you.
Cethlenn
Oh, for gods' sake... Have you no dignity, that you would keep company with those wretches? You set a poor example for the others of the order.
Marleid
Keep it together, Piran. Your sister is still breathing.
Black Moon Combatant
...Sir Beimnech, Sir Cethlenn, that's enough. We have finished what we set out to do. It's time to depart.
Cethlenn
You'll hear no argument from me. They asked for a resurrection, and we have given them exactly that.
As you showed no sign of returning by the promised day, I discussed our next course of action with the others.
Vayne
I seem to recall telling you I would be gone for some time visiting my homeland.
I'll explain the details on the way.
Marleid
Where do you think you're going? Did you really think I'd let you flee after birthing that monstrosity into the world?
Cethlenn
H-how DARE you accuse us of fleeing like cowards! Do you even know who the man standing before you is?
Vayne
Cethlenn. That knowledge is not yours to tell.
Cethlenn
The circumstances are different. And I am an exception, of course!
(The earth-shaking howls from the revived Balor grow ever louder. It's becoming difficult to hear over the titanic roaring.)
Black Moon Combatant
I'm sorry. We must make haste!
Cethlenn
I promise you this: I shall remember your faces.
...If you make it out of here alive, that is. Hahahaha! They call you a hero, and a hero would never lose to a mere shell, would they?
Vayne
A shell perhaps, but a very angry one, judging by those roars.
I regret that the situation afforded us little opportunity for further conversation, Milletian. Still, I look forward to our next meeting.
(In an instant, Vayne, Cethlenn, and the black-robed men disappear!)
(At that same moment, a horrendous, ear-splitting noise shakes the room.)
Marleid
Those bastards...! If they're not with the Fomors, then what are they after?
And where did they...? Well, never mind. This is clearly not the time for pointed speculation.
Don't worry about Piran. I'll keep him save. (Character Name)... bring that nasty thing down, whatever it takes!
(While Piran looks over Sheena, and Marleid covers them, you take down the Revived Balor.)
Marleid
(Character Name), does something not strike you as strange about this?
That titan was supposed to be Balor, the ancient King of the Fomors. the legends tell of Balor killing men beyond number in the war. That his Eye of Death could lay low entire armies, even.
Did you really slay such a legendary fiend single-handedly? It seems almost - dare I say it - too easy.
(You recall that, before he disappeared, Cethlenn referredto the revived Balor as a 'shell.')
Piran
Sheena... Sheena, wake up...
Sheena
*cough* ...Nnn...
Piran
Th-thank Hymerark! Sheena's alive! I'm... I'm so relieved....
Marleid
This investigation has grown more convoluted by the day, and this encounter was no exception. We're exceedingly fortunate that Piran's sister survived her abduction, especially in such a dangerous place.
It would be tempting fate to remain here any longer. We ought to be all right if we retrace our steps along the path we took to get here. (Character Name), Piran, let's go!
(No sooner had Balor fallen than you felt the power suffused throughout this place begin to wane. The area groans and shudders, seeming as though its collapse is imminent.)
(MISSION COMPLETE)
A Mist-Shrouded Dawn
I feel like I've only now awoken from a long nightmare. Thank you, Milletian, from the bottom of my heart. - Piran
(Eirawen is busy issuing orders to the soldiers in the underground chamber.)
(Upon seeing you, her violet eyes light up and she hurries toward you.)
Eirawen
(Character Name)!
Andras told me everything. She said that you received a letter containing some sort of urgent missive and that you departed Taillteann in great haste.
After hearing that, I could no longer remain idle, so I came here personally to oversee things. Marleid has been kind enough to relate some of the details of your latest encounter to me.
(Eirawen glances at Piran for a moment, then turns back to you.)
Eirawen
These events were not solely the work of the Fomors. I fear this incident involving the Order of Hymerark and the revival of Balor may just be the beginning of a more far-reaching plan.
Marleid
It pains me to admit, but we were careless. We should have been aware of this from the beginning, rather than brushing off suspicions that the Fomors were acting on someone else's orders.
Eirawen
What is past is past, Marleid. Do not hold yourself at fault.
We cannot change what has transpired, but we can decide how we will respond to it. What is important is the actions we take now.
Marleid
We came face-to-face with the infamous King Balor, but... he seemed different than the Balor I'd heard about in the old tales and legends.
Even the Fomors themselves seemed taken aback. There was something about this revived king that was unlike what they had expected.
I certainly did not anticipate the Lord of the Fomors turning his wrath upon his own kin.
We did manage to destroy the monoliths, one by one. That may have had some unforeseen effect on the resurrection ritual they were attempting to conduct.
Eirawen
There is so much about this I find perplexing! I feel our lack of information all too keenly.
I cannot help but wonder... Was the foe you fought truly the Balor of old?
In the tales of the battle of Mag Tuireadh, the Knight of Light barely managed to fell Balor with the Sword of Light. Are we to believe this was that same great and terrible Lord of the Fomors?
Marleid
The whereabouts of Fragarach, the Sword of Light, have been unknown since the time Your Majesty ascended to the throne. Do you think its disappearance may have something to do with all of this?
Either way, I cannot stop thinking about it. If that had truly been the Balor of legend, I doubt that even the combined might of the kingdom's forces would have been able to match his fury.
Eirawen
It would seem his resurrection was incomplete, thanks to the continued efforts of the Expeditionary Force.
I only lament that those sacrificed as a part of their dark ritual cannot be brought back.
(Eirawen grows quiet, gazing into the churning white mist that softly, slowly spills from the portal that serves as the gateway to Tech Duinn.)
Eirawen
Do you think it possible the Fomors were... misled? What are your thoughts, (Character Name?)
What of the suspicious man you met? We now have every reason to believe he was working with a group. It is not difficult to believe that group may have goaded the Fomors into action from the start. If so, perhaps his professed belief in Hymerark is also suspect.
Marleid
We first encountered him in this very room. It's too odd to be mere coincidence.
Eirawen
Hmm. Neither this chapel nor the book you found on the altar feel at all Fomorian in origin.
Marleid
According to Piran, the mists you enter when you pass through the gate have the power to transport people to distant locations.
To us, this chamber is an entrance of sorts, but to those coming from elsewhere, it is also an exit. We cannot afford to leave it unattended.
Eirawen
Well then, as things stand, it seems sensible to give the Expeditionary Force a set of secondary objectives.
Marleid, I hereby task you with the management and security of this location. Keep an eye out for any suspicious goings-on in the vicinity of the Sen Mag Plains as well. If you observe anything suspicious, report back to me immediately.
I shall not abide the presence of anything that would threaten the safety of my kingdom and its people.
I know this posting will keep you from my side longer than anticipated, but given the sensitivity of this area, I felt it necessary to place its stewardship in the hands of one in whom I have the utmost trust.
Marleid
...br>
Your flattery puts me at a disadvantage, Your Highness. After all, when you put it like that, I couldn't possibly decline your request.br>
But you have my word: I shall not falter. I'll do everything in my power to help you.
Eirawen
Thank you, Marleid. I leave this place in your care.
As for you, (Character Name)...
(As she speaks your name, Eirawen gestures slightly to Marleid with her hand. In response, Marleid gives you and the Queen some space, out of polite consideration.)
Eirawen
For the present, please continue to investigate this area with Marleid. In particular, I'd like you to focus your efforts on the gate and the mists.
A strange mist that possesses the power to spirit someone to any place they wish? It seems widly implausible, to say the least...
But considering all you've experienced, I'm forced to acknowledge that it may well be real.
I will select only those in whom I have complete trust to remain here. If word of this mist were to spread, I have no doubt many degenerate parties would appear hoping to make use of it for their own ends.
As we continue our investigation, more facts may come to light.
You heard the directive I gave to Marleid, and so you likely already know the favor...er, the task I intend to give you.
Milletian (Character Name), leader of this Expeditionary Force, I hereby task you with discovering who is behind the plot to kidnap the Order of Hymerark's followers and sacrifice them to revive Balor.
I'm not sure I'll like what you discover, but you're the only ones I can depend on to do this.
I told you before, at the castle, that I'd keep all of my resolutions. This is not about the court, or the struggle for power and influence. It's about my own will.
You're... one of the few who will listen, honestly and openly, to my thoughts and opinions. And so I ask you, because I know I can trust in you.
(You turn to find yourself caught in Marleid's gaze, steadfast and deep.)
Marleid
Her Majesty requested we give this place a more thorough investigation, did she not?
I had expected Piran to return home to be with his family, but he volounteered to remain and help us.
...
> Prompt: Do you think Piran is reliable? or You look happy about that...
Marleid
Whatever concerns you may have are not unfounded. If some intruder were to materialize out of the mists and attack, he would be completely unable to defend himself.
But on the other hand, I'm worried that if I let him out of my sight, something will happen to him.
...
(Marleid coughs twice, as if just realizing she said something too personally revealing.)
Marleid
Moving on, the main point is that he has decided to stay on with the Expeditionary Force, and if that's his wish, I take no issue with it. Her Majesty said she won't stop him, either.
...Beyond that, I'm still trying to make sense of Vayne. He claimed to be a member of the Order of Hymerark.
There remains the possibility it was a lie told in the moment to avoid more pressing questions, but... I don't entirely believe it. Something about the way he said it makes me believe it wasn't a complete lie.
The black-robed men referred to him not as Vayne, the name we know him by, but as Beimnech. I would presume that to be his real name.
Unfortunately, I have many questions and little in the way of answers.
But one thing I am certain: we will meet him again. He and his unpleasant subordinate with the nasty sneer and suspicious magic.
And when we do, we'll find out what they're planning, and why. The problem is what to do in the meantime. We'd best make thorough preparations for whatever may come our way.
...Of course, being away from Her Majesty's side at a time like this makes me uneasy, especially when I recall the unsettling details written in the prophecies.
But...
I feel more at ease knowing that whatever comes, the Milletian is with us. That you're fighting for the same thing I am, (Character Name).
The mists seem to hide many secrets. Let's bring them to light, one by one.
I'm ready to work hard, and I know you are too, (Character Name).
(Marleid bows deeply before you.)
(Piran smiles warmly as he watches over his little sister, asleep on the floor.)
Piran
I can't tell you how relieved I am we were able to bring her back, safe and sound.
It must have been so scary, but she faced it with as much braverey as a child can muster.
Thank you, (Character Name). She means so much to me. She's family, after all.
> Prompt: I heard you want to stay with us or Will you return home now?
Piran
I guess you can chalk it up to me just wanting to know. I have to find out who would persecute us like that, and why.
Those questions were burning in my mind when I first left for Tara, and I want to know the answers just as much now as I did then. There's still so much about this we don't understand.
And part of it is fear, too. Fear that if we don't find out who it is, and why they did it, my family and everyone else who follows Hymerark could be targeted again in the future.
...I know that I'm not that much of a help.
But Miss Marleid and I have bene right there with you on this journey, and in the end, I saw you defeat Balor, (Character Name).
And, for what it's worth, I can read everything in that strange book of Revelations.
Oh, that reminds me, the book seems to have vanished. I don't know who took it or when, though.
But one of the guards told me that, while the book was still there, Queen Eirawen gave orders for a broad range of people to try reading it. Everyone from well-known scholars to military officers who don't know the first thing about magic had a go at it.
But strangely, no one else was able to read everything in the book.
It's so weird, isn't it? I had figured that anyone like me, who doesn't have any magic, would be able to read it just as well as I could.
The last time I read it, I felt like it sort of... lacked a resolution, if that makes any sense. And when I think on what Vayne... what those people said, I feel like there may be another book of prophecies out there somewhere. A 'Volume 2' of sorts.
What do you think? Might there be another big, thick book out there, stuffed full of strange prophecies?
Anyway, if they manage to find the Revelations again, they may need me, so... I decided I would stay.
I owe Queen Eirawen and your Expeditionary Force a great deal, (Character Name). I want to pay you all back, somehow, by helping out any way I can.
Oh, and Miss Marleid promised she'd train me in self-defense! I'm going to put my all into it so I won't just have to run away or cower in a corner all the time! I feel like I can't properly call myself a true member of the Expeditionary Force until I can handle myself against anything the mists throw at me!
So, with all that said... I look forward to working with you in the days to come, (Character Name)!
(Piran warmly holds his hand out toward you.)
(You feel a sense of fellowship and camaderie as he grasps your hand in his, as well as the trust and confidence he has in you.)
Epilogue
(Vayne and Cethlenn stand upon one of the hills overlooking the entrance to Tech Duinn.)
Cethlenn
...There are many things I wish to ask, but I doubt you'd give me any clear answers if I did.
Vayne
How cold of you. Are your expectations of me truly so low?
Cethlenn
Do you really not understand...?!
I could scarcely believe it when I saw you defend that lot in Belvast. But I figured there must be SOME reason you would deign to pass your hours with those fools.
But... why, WHY, would you bestow that power upon the Milletian? Did we not reach an agreement to further deliberate the matter?
It boggles my mind why -he- would show his favor to one as reckless as you. Your actions could very well have compromised our greater goal!
Sera emphasized that Milletians are too dangerous. Even the Revelations make no mention of them. History chronicles the fact of their presence, but all concrete records surrounding them slip away, lost to time.
Vayne
Isn't that at the heart of what makes the Milletian so fascinating, though? One whose influence is felt everywhere, yet truly belongs nowhere...
Are you not curious what such an individual might do with that power you call a 'blessing'? It's not impossible impossible they might even find a certain sword of light, thought to be lost.
...Perhaps the one who lent you their aid in my absence thought the same.
Cethlenn
So... you knew everything, and still you tarried.
Vayne
Of course I knew. The events of the first night have been long in the planning. Even I have something of a conscience, after all.
Though I confess, I had no expected he would task me with setting our plans in motion. But even were I to fail, I knew you would see it to completion. In the end, we succeeded, each doing what we felt best.
Cethlenn
Of all the...!
'Doing what we felt best'? Is that what you call it? You're irresponsible, self-indulgent, and worst of all, you always believe yourself beyond reproach. I knew as much, but I never suspected it was this bad.
Did you perchance fail to recall our responsability to fulfill the Revelations? I swear, of all the people I could have been assigned to, why did it have to be you? We could not be a poorer fit.
Vayne
Oh that, at least, we are in agreement. I wanted to repudiate you, stubborn mule that you are. If only I had been granted a subordinate stronger, more reliable, and far less finicky.
But the one you hold in such fear and admiration chose you to serve under me. Have you told him that you would prefer another arrangement? One that diverges from his will?
Cethlenn
Diverges from his will? N-no, It's... It's just...
...
Vayne
Hahaha! You take matters far too seriously for your own good. Though, perhaps that is the reason you have a greater potential than the others.
I don't believe I shall ever tire of watching you scurry to and fro trying to paper over your missing memories with loyalty and discipline.
Cethlenn
...
...Forget it. Responding to your provocations is a waste of breath.
Though, it hasn't escaped my notice that you're being far chattier than usual.
Was the Milletian truly THAT exciting? Exciting enough to risk our plan over?
You venture upon blasphemy, Balor Beimnech! How can you show such thoughtlessness toward the one who gave you life anew?!
(Vayne parts his hair, revealing a scarred, red eye underneath.)
Beimnech
Speak not that name, Cethlenn, or of things beyond your ken.
The power I received for surviving that day... Freedom from death is a tiresome, isolating existence.
Cethlenn
You're right. I don't understand. And I don't need to. After all, I have no intention of dying anytime soon. All that matters to me is the fulfillment of the Revelations.
...Though even that is uncertain, now that they're occupied one of the entrances to Tech Duinn.
I'm not saying it will happen, but... if they were to see through the delusions of the Feth Fiada, there IS a possibility that the seal of your homeland, which is not yet ready, could be broken.
I'm not about to stand idle and simply let them do as they please. If no one will aid me, I'll stop them myself!
(Cethlenn leaves.)
Beimnech
...
The first night is but the beginning, and more shall follow after. I wonder, Milletian, how long you'll be able to last...
I have granted onto you true enlightenment; a power to surpass all others. Now, I have but to wait. Pray, do not disappoint me.
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Technique Quests
Hazy Remnants
I have something to show you. Meet me at the entrance of Tech Duinn. - Marleid
Marleid
Oh, (Character Name)... You're here. Thank you for coming so quickly.
Piran
(Character Name)! Welcome. Marleid has a matter that she would like to discuss with you.
Marleid
I have something to show you. Since you'll be leading the Expeditionary Force, you should be aware.
I've received a letter from the queen. It would seem she's been working to uncover the identity and aims of the Order of the Black Moon, on top of having the Expeditionary Force investigate Tech Duinn.
She's sent soldiers to the battlegrounds several times, always with orders to find clues on the Order's true identity.
(Character Name), do you remember the stranger you encountered during the battle at Belvast Graveyard? You know, the one who looked like an Order member with his scythe and such.
Piran
Ahh, you mean that obnoxious elf who grabbed me in Dunbarton?
Marleid
It's difficult to explain... but I felt something strange during that fight.
Every time he swung his weapon, I could see something in the path... I certainly haven't been in as many battles as you, (Character Name), but I've been in a few and never seen anything like that.
(Marleid shows you a transparent glass jar.)
Marleid
Take this. The soldiers found it at Belvast Graveyard.
Piran
It's full of... something. Looks like black smoke. I'll be honest, I've got a bad feeling about this...
Marleid
Piran, hold on. It'll surely break if you touch it.
The point is, I think that this is an afterimage or fragment of the form he summoned. I'd be interested in hearing your opinion as well.
I did open the jar just a little, to check the contents. But I couldn't learn anything about it, and neither could the other soldiers. It doesn't seem to be hazardous... but there's obviously something important about it.
(Marleid hands you the glass jar. You examine it carefully.)
(Hazy smoke pours out of the jar when you open it.)
(At that very moment, your head begins to throb as a strange memory begins to surface.)
...
Vayne
...It is weak - still in its nascent state - but it is there. I feel it. Soon the power of Briogh will gather within you and you will have all you need to surpass your limits.
To touch and understand this power is to gain fundamental insights into Briogh, the essence of all nature. Those who have made the power their own can at times even recognize others who have manifested it, and can in turn influence and be influenced by them.
...
(Vayne's words are forced back into your mind. He said that since you've touched the power of Briogh, you could be influenced in turn by others with that power...)
(And just then, your mind began to recall the figure you saw during the battle with Cethlenn, the one who clearly had the power of Briogh...)
(Suddenly your dizziness fades, leaving you feeling as though you've just awoken from someone else's dream.)
Death Grip
Did you have a chance to look at that item? - Marleid
(Marleid fixes you with a concerned look.)
Marleid
(Character Name), you don't look so good. Is something wrong?
Is it because of that jar? Is it having an effect on you?
I know you weren't feeling well when we destroyed the Eye of Death, either. (Character Name)... this could be related to your new power...
> Prompt: Nod your head or How did you know?
Marleid
If you don't mind me asking, was this incident the trigger?
We're the Expeditionary Force, here on orders of the queen herself. That means we must pursue this investigation as hard as we can, especially since we risk being attacked...
(Character Name)... I think this applies to your new power as well. We might be able to learn something about the Order of the Black Moon from it.
I'm more than willing to learn about this power if it can help fulfill the Queen's will.
How about you gain proficiency with it? Don't push yourself too hard, of course.
The secret of Subduing
In some battles, quick hits will serve you better than big strikes. I've heard that training with the strange fog from Feth Fiada can help you find the swiftness you need. Can you look into this? - Marleid
(After gaining some mastery of your new powers, you return to speak with Marleid.)
Marleid
(Character Name), welcome. How are you adapting to your new power?
If the rumors are to be believed, you can now handle entire groups using some kind of summoned image of the Grim Reaper?
When I recall how that nasty elf used his weapon, I'm reminded of swift, damaging attacks. Sounds like something you could handle, (Character Name)...
Recently, the soldiers investigating Feth Fiada found something. They've gathered Enchanted Fog Orbs that sometimes condense there.
We suspect that they form when someone enters Feth Fiada, and the magical fog churns in response to their aura.
Reports suggest that the orbs dissipate after only a short time. That means if you want to collect them, you've got to do it fast.
If I'm going to finish this investigation, I've got to examine those orbs. (Character Name), it would be immensely helpful if you could cover the collecting part.
(You gathered the Enchanted Fog Orbs from Feth Fiada and brought them to Marleid.)
Marleid
Ah! You've really outdone yourself here.
You have my thanks. Please give me some time to work on these before they dissipate. We'll talk agian when I have a moment.
(Some time passes.)
Marleid
I want you to know, I really appreciate your help. It couldn't have been easy, making your way through that fog and fighting monsters at the same time.
These orbs have been an important step in our investigation, though. And hopefully gathering them has been a fruitful experience for you, (Character Name).
Use of Elements
I have something to tell you. Can you come see me? - Piran
Piran
Oh, (Character Name)! Welcome!
Goodness, (Character Name), you look rather different from the last time we met. I can see you're getting stronger every day.
I wonder, (Character Name)... Could I ever train hard enough to be as powerful as you?
Would it be difficult? My training with Miss Marleid already seems tough enough...
Marleid
Enough, Piran. (Character Name) came to visit us for work, not to ramble. If you have something to discuss, get to the point.
Piran
Right, right! Sorry. Um, do you remember the mage we met? The elf who tried to abduct me? I remembered something about the experience that oculd help you out.
So at first, the Fomors didn't seem to get along with the members of the Order... It sounded like they didn't appreciate being looked down on.
That's when one fo the Fomors attacked the silver-haired elf! Out of nowhere! After that... I didn't really see very well, but the Fomor's leg was covered with ice!
It came form the sickle. And when he swung it again, there was fire!
Marleid
That was the end of that Fomor. The others picked up pretty quick that you don't mess with that elf.
Piran
Some of the Fomors wanted to know what kind of magic that was. And the Order members replied that it wasn't magic at all. They said it is some type of power... a very special power that only that elf can use. Apparently he understands the fundamentals of the elements better than anyone else.
I was told that you call ice and fire elements. Mages are people who understand and control the elements, right? If that's the case, do you think his power is derived from those same elements?
Sorry... I don't know how useful that story was. But maybe you know something I don't that'll make sense of it!
Anyway, thanks for visiting. It's always nice to see you.
(Not magic, but has the power of the elements... Perhaps Elemental Crystals could unleash that kind of power.)
(You dive into the Revived Illusion to test your theory.)
Ultimate Strike
If you happen to cross the Sen Mag Plains, meet me at the Gateway to Tech Duinn. - Marleid
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