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Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance-SUPPORT CONVERSATIONS FAQ
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Table of Contents
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I. Introduction
II. Version History
III. Support Hotkeys
IV. Supports
V. Credits
VI. Contact Information
VII. Copyright
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I. Introduction
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Welcome Fire Emblem fans, and thank you for stopping by! I doubt many of
you will know me, but that's all right. This FAQ is my first one, after all.
But I won't go into such unnecessary details; obviously, you did not come to
hear me ramble.
I assume you are here due to interest in the game Fire Emblem: Path of
Radiance. Either that or you're bored beyond belief and decided to click on
random FAQs. We'll assume the former though. This FAQ is geared towards a
nifty gimmick the Fire Emblem series has coined. They're called support
conversations.
Although most of you probably know what support conversations are, I'll
give a bit of background on what they are for the new players. Support
conversations are a series of discussions certain characters can have with
each other. It enhances character development and is quite interesting
stuff... most of the time, anyway. Another nifty feature is that if the
characters with supports are within three squares of each other, they raise
each other's stats! This can be amazingly useful in battle.
In the other two Fire Emblem games released in America, you were forced
to sit two units side by side on the field for a certain amount of turns
before they'd chat. This game has changed the procedure used though. Instead,
it counts how many battles units have been in together. Once you have the
correct amount, you can have the units speak to each other in the base. (The
base is available by chapter eight.)
You have to be careful with which people you pick to support with others
though. Each character can only have five conversations. When you first talk
with a character, they have a C support. The second time is a B. The third,
A, and that's the best you can get. With only five conversations, your
maximum potential is an A and a B on one character.
Not all characters can support each other, mind you. Some have a lot of
supports, while others have hardly any. Ike is the king of supports, having
the potential of seven different people. Volke sits at the bottom of the list
with a grand total of one. You will also acquire two units that will not get
supports, but it should be fairly obvious who they are. I have neglected to
even include their names on the list due to that.
If you came here looking for statistics or how many battles are needed
for supports, I wish to point you to the other support FAQ available. I am
terrible at such things and will not be discussing those here.
Then what is this FAQ for, you ask? Well, the other two Fire Emblem
games had this cool feature that let you see any support conversations you
had gotten. It also let you try to get one hundred percent for bragging
rights. The catch? For a reason so brilliant I cannot even try to
comprehend it, they took that option out for this game. You can assume how
enthusiastic I was to realize this.
Without a way to look back at conversations, I decided to write them all
up. So why not share the wealth? For those who want to see the conversations
again, or are simply too lazy to use certain characters to learn about them,
they may read the supports here! They are copied word for word here, except
for a few typos the game made that I felt fit to correct.
Be warned that you might find spoilers if you read on! If you want to
find out about a character for yourself, I highly advise not looking at any
of these until you have done so. It might be a good idea to complete the game
before looking at these too, or else you'll be spoiled on what units you get.
If you don't care about that kind of thing, then that's perfectly fine. I'm
just noting this for the ones picky about such matters.
Know that this FAQ is not done yet. If a conversation you want is not
available, please be patient. I will try to get it up quickly.
Anyway, I've wasted enough of your time. Go ahead and read the
conversations; that's what this FAQ is for!
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II. Version History
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Version 0.28-11/5/05: First version of the FAQ. So far, it is pretty much a
random scattering of many C Supports, some B Supports, and a handful of A
Supports. 59 out of 204 of the C, B, or A conversations were taken in all. As
I am replaying the game a second time, I will be taking measures to ensure I
get several new supports this playthrough.
Version 0.46-12/7/05: There was a delay in updating because I wanted to finish
the game to get all the supports possible on that file. I got to chapter 27 a
long time ago, but was forced to halt due to school work. I just finished
getting the supports today. The supports people have collected for me are not
in this version due to my e-mail being weird. If it is up again next time,
they will be included and given credit for. Now there are 96 done, almost half
the amount necessary.
Version 0.65-9/11/06: Moving, having a busy summer, and having email troubles
all contributed to this very late update. I am very regretful for how long it
took and hope it can be forgiven. I was going to wait even longer, until I
could uncover all of the emails, but decided to cover that next time and
finally get this up. What is added are the ones I got from my third
playthrough.
Version 0.84-8/19/07: Can you believe my luck? Not only did I have a faulty
email, but my disc glitched up! I literally could not play anymore. Recently,
however, I have uncovered some old emails that had FAQ additions, so I added
those. If anyone else can fill in the blank spaces, please, send them in! This
is very close to being done!
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III. Support Hotkeys
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This is a long FAQ, and scrolling through all of these conversations to
find a specific one you desire would not be fun. So I gave each conversation a
hotkey of sorts. Press CTRL and F to bring up a search window, and then type
in the specific word and number combination to find the one you want.
Hopefully, this will make your life easier.
If you search twice, note that you will indeed find the conversation a
second time. There is a section for each character, and it will have all the
supports that character can get in each. If you look for Ike and Titania,
you'll find their conversation under both Ike and Titania's sections, for
instance. So if you are interested in one particular character, search for the
first support they have and just keep reading.
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Support Pair: Hotkey
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Ike/Titania: IT001
Ike/Oscar: IO002
Ike/Soren: IS003
Ike/Lethe: IL004
Ike/Reyson: IR005
Ike/Ranulf: IR006
Ike/Elincia: IE007
Titania/Ike: TI008
Titania/Boyd: TB009
Titania/Rhys: TR010
Titania/Mist: TM011
Oscar/Ike: OI012
Oscar/Kieran: OK013
Oscar/Janaff: OJ014
Oscar/Tanith: OT015
Boyd/Titania: BT016
Boyd/Mist: BM017
Boyd/Brom: BB018
Boyd/Ulki: BU019
Rhys/Titania: RT020
Rhys/Mia: RM021
Rhys/Rolf: RR022
Rhys/Kieran: RK023
Rhys/Ulki: RU024
Shinon/Gatrie: SG025
Shinon/Rolf: SR026
Shinon/Janaff: SJ027
Gatrie/Shinon: GS028
Gatrie/Ilyana: GI029
Gatrie/Marcia: GM030
Gatrie/Astrid: GA031
Soren/Ike: SI032
Soren/Stefan: SS033
Mia/Rhys: MR034
Mia/Ilyana: MI035
Mia/Largo: ML036
Ilyana/Gatrie: IG037
Ilyana/Mia: IM038
Ilyana/Mordecai: IM039
Ilyana/Zihark: IZ040
Ilyana/Lucia: IL041
Marcia/Gatrie: MG042
Marcia/Rolf: MR043
Marcia/Kieran: MK044
Marcia/Tanith: MT045
Mist/Titania: MT046
Mist/Boyd: MB047
Mist/Rolf: MR048
Mist/Mordecai: MM049
Mist/Jill: MJ050
Rolf/Rhys: RR051
Rolf/Shinon: RS052
Rolf/Marcia: RM053
Rolf/Mist: RM054
Rolf/Tauroneo: RT055
Lethe/Ike: LI056
Lethe/Jill: LJ057
Lethe/Muarim: LM058
Lethe/Ranulf: LR059
Mordecai/Ilyana: MI060
Mordecai/Mist: MM061
Mordecai/Stefan: MS062
Mordecai/Ulki: MU063
Mordecai/Ranulf: MR064
Volke/Bastian: VB065
Kieran/Oscar: KO066
Kieran/Rhys: KR067
Kieran/Marcia: KM068
Brom/Boyd: BB069
Brom/Nephenee: BN070
Brom/Zihark: BZ071
Nephenee/Brom: NB072
Nephenee/Devdan: ND073
Nephenee/Calill: NC074
Zihark/Ilyana: ZI075
Zihark/Brom: ZB076
Zihark/Muarim: ZM077
Sothe/Astrid: SA078
Sothe/Tormod: ST079
Jill/Mist: JM080
Jill/Lethe: JL081
Jill/Haar: JH082
Astrid/Gatrie: AG083
Astrid/Sothe: AS084
Astrid/Makalov: AM085
Makalov/Astrid: MA086
Makalov/Haar: MH087
Makalov/Bastian: MB088
Stefan/Soren: SS089
Stefan/Mordecai: SM090
Tormod/Sothe: TS091
Tormod/Devdan: TD092
Tormod/Reyson: TR093
Tormod/Calill: TC094
Muarim/Lethe: ML095
Muarim/Zihark: MZ096
Muarim/Largo: ML097
Devdan/Nephenee: DN098
Devdan/Tormod: DT099
Devdan/Largo: DL100
Reyson/Ike: RI101
Reyson/Tormod: RT102
Reyson/Tanith: RT103
Ulki/Boyd: UB104
Ulki/Rhys: UR105
Ulki/Mordecai: UM106
Janaff/Oscar: JO107
Janaff/Shinon: JS108
Janaff/Lucia: JL109
Tanith/Oscar: TO110
Tanith/Marcia: TM111
Tanith/Reyson: TR112
Calill/Nephenee: CN113
Calill/Tormod: CT114
Calill/Geoffrey: CG115
Tauroneo/Rolf: TR116
Tauroneo/Largo: TL117
Ranulf/Ike: RI118
Ranulf/Lethe: RL119
Ranulf/Mordecai: RM120
Haar/Jill: HJ121
Haar/Makalov: HM122
Lucia/Ilyana: LI123
Lucia/Janaff: LJ124
Lucia/Bastian: LB125
Bastian/Volke: BV126
Bastian/Makalov: BM127
Bastian/Lucia: BL128
Geoffrey/Calill: GC129
Geoffrey/Elincia: GE130
Largo/Mia: LM131
Largo/Muarim: LM132
Largo/Devdan: LD133
Largo/Tauroneo: LT134
Elincia/Ike: EI135
Elincia/Geoffrey: EG136
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IV. Support Conversations
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*Ike*
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Ike/Titania (IT001)
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-C Support-
Titania: Hey, Ike. Training?
Ike: Yeah. You too, huh? Hey, do you want to spar? I learn a lot when we team
up.
Titania: Really? I'm glad to hear that. I thought you no longer needed my
lessons.
Ike: What are you talking about? You're the one who put the finishing touches
on what swordsmanship I inherited from my father.
Titania: Hmm. I'm honored to hear you say so.
Ike: I mean it.
Titania: But the talent you inherited from your father is one of a kind. I
want you to cherish it.
Ike: Huh... Hey, Titania? When did you meet my father? You used to be a
Crimean knight, right?
Titania: That's right... But it's a long story, and we need to train! Get
ready! Focus!
Ike: Fine...
-B Support-
Ike: Do you have a moment, Titania?
Titania: Ike! How can I help you?
Ike: Remember what we talked about the other day? About when you met my father?
Titania: Um... Yeah... That...
Ike: I know you don't want to talk about it, so I won't force you or anything.
Titania: It's not like I don't want to. It's just... It's hard to talk about
my past. Still... You deserve to know as much about your father as possible...
All right, I'll tell you.
Ike: Great!
Titania: When I was a Crimean knight, I entered an officer exchange program
and was sent to Gallia. Where your father was. On my first day, they held a
joint training session in the royal hall. That's where I saw Commander Greil's
might for the first time. He took on wave after wave of knights and defeated
them like they were children. His swordsmanship was brilliant... The other
knights barely had time to lift their weapons before Commander Greil had them
on the ground. He was the mightiest warrior I had ever seen. My body...
trembled at the thought of it.
Ike: Whoa.
Titania: I tried to cross swords with him, but he was so far out of my
league... Ha! It was laughable! But I asked him to train me, and he agreed.
After that, whenever we had a spare hour, we would meet and spar. We soon grew
close, and after a few weeks, he invited me to his home. That's when I saw you.
Ike: Me?
Titania: Yes. You were sleeping in your mother's arms, and she was smiling.
You were adorable. The Commander looked at you with such kind eyes... I saw a
different person than the man who wielded a sword.
Ike: I see.
-A Support-
Ike: Titania? I wish to thank you.
Titania: W-what? What's with all the formality?
Ike: There's no guarantee that any of us will see tomorrow, and I want to tell
you this while it's still in my head. Will you listen?
Titania: Um... All right, but... what's with you? And what have I done to
deserve your thanks?
Ike: You have done much. You helped my father build this company. He had lost
his wife and had two young children to care for... I wish to thank you for
that.
Titania: ...Oh, Ike...
Ike: I've taken everything in my life for granted, and it was all possible
because of you. My thanks is far too late in coming.
Titania: It's not necessary, Ike. What I did, I did because--
Ike: You loved him. Didn't you?
Titania: ...!!! ...Um...
Ike: Perhaps I'm wrong. Regardless... I stand here alive today because of you.
And I still want to thank you for it. Had you not lent a helping hand, I would
most likely be dead. And my father's life cut short as well. You helped to
keep him alive until the Black Knight brought him down... You made his final
years happy. Thank you.
Titania: Oh, Ike... ...I don't... ...Sniff... ...Sniff... ...Sniff...
Ike: Unlike my father, I lack both experience and strength, but... I'm
learning. Please, keep aiding and supporting me. Please...
Titania: ...Sniff... Of course... Of course I will, Ike.
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Ike/Oscar (IO002)
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-C Support-
Ike: Hey, Oscar, can you spar with me for a sec... Wait! Where are you going?
Oscar: Sorry, Ike! No time! I have to prepare the evening meal today.
Ike: You? Where's Mist?
Oscar: She's off practicing with her staff. It's been a while since I cooked.
I hope I haven't lost my touch.
Ike: I haven't had one of your suppers in ages! I'm looking forward to it.
Oscar: Really?
Ike: Yeah, of course! You're a great cook! Why do you ask?
Oscar: Well... I never knew that. Mist, Shinon, and Rhys were the only ones
who ever commented on the subtle spices and flavors that I use... I mean, my
brothers are used to my cooking, and Soren hates everything. I think he'd stop
eating if he could... Sure, Commander Greil, Titania, Gatrie, and you ate
everything on the plate. But... I feel like you'd eat anything.
Ike: Oscar, I didn't just shovel the food into my mouth. I enjoyed it! I
really did! Remember the first day that Mist took over your cooking duties?
Just thinking about it makes me ill... Heh! Even my father was having trouble
choking it down! But I think Mist is finally starting to get the hang of it.
Oscar: Just like you're training to improve your swordsmanship, Mist is
training to improve her culinary skills. You should give her more support.
Hearing someone say "Delicious!" is the best encouragement a cook can get.
Ike: I see... Then I'll make sure to say "Delicious!" from now on.
Oscar: Ha ha! Thanks.
-B Support-
Oscar: How's it going, Ike?
Ike: Oh, hey, Oscar, I'm fine... Actually, I'm kind of worried about something.
Oscar: Can I help?
Ike: Well, I was trying to figure out how we should fight the laguz bird
tribes.
Oscar: That's odd... I was just thinking about the same thing. When they turn
into their true selves, we are forced into a kind of battle that is difficult
for us.
Ike: You're right about that. The laguz are so strong. I've even seen them
shatter boulders with a single blow. I feel like our weak points are as visible
as a lit torch for the bird tribes. What's more, my sword is useless if they
take to the sky...
Oscar: My advice is to keep engaging them. The more we fight, the more we
learn. Of course, it won't be easy.
Ike: No, but I'm sure we can do it. That's a good idea! Thanks.
Oscar: Ah... Well... sure. You're pretty amazing, Ike. You know that?
Ike: Hey, come on now. You're the guy with all the experience and talent.
Oscar: Everything I have accomplished comes from hard work and practice.
You're the son of Commander Greil. You have... natural talent. I'd follow you
anywhere.
Ike: Uh... wow. Thanks, Oscar...
-A Support-
Oscar: Ike.
Ike: Oscar? What is it?
Oscar: ...Are you well, Ike?
Ike: Yeah... yeah, I'm fine. Why? Did I worry you?
Oscar: No, no. It's nothing that you did. It's just that... our battles are
intensifying. I never imagined that we'd be involved in clashes of this
magnitude.
Ike: You're right. Ever since my father died, it's been one kind of chaos
after another. It's a real challenge.
Oscar: So... How are you doing? Well, I mean... are you as well as can be
expected? Is there anything I can do?
Ike: Ah, Oscar. I give you enough grief as is. Just stick with your helplessly
green commander. That's all I ask.
Oscar: Ike...
Ike: Will you continue to believe in me?
Oscar: Yes, of course! As Commander Greil said, we are family. This is my
home. I will support you to the end.
Ike: Listen... I have an urge for your cooking. Think you can give Mist a hand
tonight?
Oscar: Ha! You don't have to ask me twice! I'll put all of my culinary skills
to work. I hope you're hungry!
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Ike/Soren (IS003)
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-C Support-
Soren: So that's how much we spent... Supplies are running low. We need dried
meat, fresh fruit... Ike? Are you listening?
Ike: Huh? Oh, sorry. I wasn't paying attention.
Soren: I would have never guessed.
Ike: Sorry, Soren. Look, could you run the report by me again?
Soren: You're tired, Ike. You need rest. Go find a cot somewhere.
Ike: You can tell?
Soren: Of course. When you're not feeling well, your left eye twitches.
Ike: That's... odd. I never noticed.
Soren: Get some sleep. I can manage things for a few hours.
Ike: Well, I am pretty beat...
Soren: Go.
Ike: You know, Soren? You're not nearly as insensitive as the others say.
Deep down, you're a big softie.
Soren: Excuse me?
Ike: Oh, nothing. I'm going.
Soren: Mmm. Don't let the bedbugs bite.
-B Support-
Soren: ...
Ike: Do you have a second, Soren?
Soren: What is it, Ike?
Ike: What's wrong? You've been quiet and moody for days. What's going on?
Soren: Um... Well, it's...
Ike: Yes?
Soren: ...It's nothing. ... ...You've never worried about who you are, have
you? Your family? Where you came from?
Ike: Who I am...? Well, not really. No. I guess I don't understand what
you're getting at. I had a father and a mother. I don't remember much about
her, but otherwise, no complaints.
Soren: It must be... nice to have loving parents. You need people to
experience your childhood. To help shape the person you will become. Without
an adult around to affirm and support them, a child can't know which path to
take. Or who he really is.
Ike: Don't you have any memory of your parents?
Soren: No. The woman who raised me was not my birth mother. And she wasn't all
that fond of me, anyway... My earliest memories are of her saying, "Why me?
The world isn't fair!" or "Stay away from me, child!" No love. No affection.
She took care of me out of some sense of duty that she didn't really possess.
Ike: ...
Soren: When I was about four, a nearby sage came by and asked to take me in.
He said I possessed rare magical talent. I remember the day clearly. My
caretaker was delighted to give me up. In fact, she seemed almost delirious
with pleasure. Smiling like a madwoman as she handed me over... The sage even
gave her gold as compensation. Not that it was necessary.
Ike: Oh, Soren... I had no idea.
Soren: The sage was old, and knew that death would soon come for him. His only
goal was to teach his art to an apprentice. As time was short, he put me
through terribly rigorous magic training. We worked day and night, without
cease. I didn't even have time to think about who I really was. But it was
still a better life than I had ever known. When the sage died two years later,
I had acquired much magical skill. Perhaps too much for a child of my age...
At any rate, once I had eaten all of the food in the sage's hovel, I left and
walked for days to find help. Upon reaching civilization, I came to another
grim realization... I couldn't speak. Not a word.
Ike: Soren...
Soren: Oh, I could read and write better than most of the villagers. And I
could understand what they said. I just couldn't talk. I couldn't help it. The
woman and the sage both used to hurl words at me. Unkind words, usually. But I
never needed to answer, so--
Ike: Soren!
Soren: Huh? Oh... I apologize, Ike. I should not have made you listen to such
nonsense...
Ike: Soren, it's no nonsense! It's awful! It's the most terrible thing I've
ever heard! Where did this happen? Was it in Begnion?
Soren: No... But, there's more. I haven't told you... About my parents... No,
that's enough. I'm sorry. Excuse me...
Ike: Wait, Soren? Soren! Blast!
-A Support-
Ike: Hey, Soren.
Soren: ...
Ike: I've been thinking a lot about what you said the other day, and there's
something I still don't understand. You survived. You're strong. Why would
you feel insecure about who you are? Tell me. Tell me everything.
Soren: Curse you! Why can't you leave me be?! I don't have any friends, Ike!
I don't have anyone else! If I tell you and you turn on me... I... I... I
don't think I can survive it.
Ike: That's why you have to tell me, Soren. You'll never tell anyone else.
And if you don't tell anyone, you're just going to keep suffering. Look at
you! You're a mess! Come on. Talk to me.
Soren: Ike... I... I...
Ike: Soren, it's me! Trust me. I don't give two figs who your parents are!
I'll stand by you.
Soren: Ike, I... sniff... No, I won't... sniff... Ah, Ike... ...I'm...
Branded. I'm one of the Branded.
Ike: A Branded? What's that?
Soren: It's a cross between a beorc and a laguz. Such a taboo violates
every teaching of the goddess. And of society. We are untouchables.
Abominations. Condemned to a life of hatred and shunning from both races.
Ike: Wait, wait. Hold it a second. Let me make sure that I follow you...
You're part laguz?
Soren: Yeah. This mark on my forehead is the proof. I learned about it
while researching ancient books at the Mainal Cathedral. I always thought it
was a birthmark. Others thought that it was the mark of a Spirit Charmer.
Ike: What's a Spirit Charmer?
Soren: Magic comes from interaction with spirits. If you let one into your
body, it will give you tremendous power... for a price. That's why the old
sage was so interested in me. He thought I had struck such a deal. But
instead, I was just a filthy Branded.
Ike: All right. I understand. So?
Soren: ...What do you mean, "so?"
Ike: So, you have laguz blood in your veins. So, you have a mark to prove it.
So... What's the problem?
Soren: What's the problem...? Don't you find me repugnant!? I work beside you,
eat beside you. I'm nothing! I don't belong anywhere! Doesn't that sicken you?
Ike: No. It doesn't change anything. You're still you, Soren! You're a capable
officer of our army. And my friend. We can't keep going unless you are with
us.
Soren: ...Ike... I thought... I thought you...
Ike: What?
Soren: It was Gallia. The sage lived in Gallia. A few beorcs had settled there
and...
Ike: Gallia? Are you saying...
Soren: When the sage died, no one would help me. I couldn't speak. Couldn't
find food. I was dying. You were the only one who helped. You and your father.
That's why you're my friend. My... only friend.
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Ike/Lethe (IL004)
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-C Support-
Ike: Hiyaaaa! Haaaaaa! Hm? Who's there?
Lethe: Training hard?
Ike: Lethe. Were you watching me?
Lethe: Yep. I'm curious... Our future success will depend in large part on how
well you humans fight. We laguz can't afford to lag behind.
Ike: You always need the upper hand, eh, Lethe?
Lethe: Relax. It's not like I'm going to claw you in the back during a battle.
There's no point in it. Besides, you humans are the only ones who use dirty
tricks like that.
Ike: Oh, I see. So every laguz fights fair and square?
Lethe: Most of us. Not all. Although we know when a laguz is about to use a
cheap trick. We can smell it. I can sniff out a trap from a mile away. Even in
the dark. You can hide from my eyes, but not my nose.
Ike: Lethe? Will you teach me how to fight like a laguz?
Lethe: Sure, I'll take you on. But it's going to hurt! When I fight, it's with
my claws out.
Ike: Good. I look forward to it.
-B Support-
Lethe: Hey.
Ike: Lethe. What's up?
Lethe: You fought pretty well the other day. Better than I expected.
Ike: What? Me?
Lethe: You see anyone else?
Ike: No, but... I didn't expect that from you. You laguz have such awesome
natural power, I figure beorc look weak in comparison.
Lethe: Totally different styles of fighting. You don't have the reactions or
control that we do, but you're actually kind of graceful. It must be tough to
use a weapon that's not actually connected to your body. No wonder you train
so much.
Ike: Without teeth or claws, we need our weapons to move like they're a part
of us. So, yeah, that takes a lot of work.
Lethe: Mmm... I see. I may have to train some more. Which reminds me... Do you
remember our bargain?
Ike: Of course! Will you do it?
Lethe: I should ask you. Laguz training is hard. You're going to hurt. And
bleed. Are you ready?
Ike: Let's do it!
-A Support-
Lethe: Hello, Ike.
Ike: Hey, Lethe! You ready to punish me some more?
Lethe: You're taking to my training with remarkable skill. I need to keep up.
Ike: You think so? Wow. A compliment from Lethe... Now that's a big deal!
Lethe: What's that supposed to mean? You're not still holding a grudge about
our first meeting, are you?
Ike: No, nothing like that. It's just... Your powerful, you know? If you
compliment me, that means something.
Lethe: Bah! You give me too much credit. ...Um... Say, Ike?
Ike: What?
Lethe: When this war is over, you should... Why don't you come to Gallia? I
mean, not like I care, but--
Ike: Gallia?
Lethe: Right! Well, you could learn even more if you trained in Gallia. It's
hard living for a beorc. But if you can handle it, you could take the
swordsmanship that runs in your blood to another level.
Ike: Only if you're my sparring partner!
Lethe: Meh... Well, if that's what you want... I guess I'd be all right with
that.
Ike: Then life in Gallia may not be so bad.
Lethe: Oh? Well, good. It's settled then. Come see us whenever you're ready. I
might even... look forward to it.
Ike: You have my word.
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Ike/Reyson (IR005)
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-C Support-
Ike: Reyson.
Reyson: Oh, Ike. What can I do for you?
Ike: I just came to see how things are going. How are you doing?
Reyson: Fine. No problems.
Ike: No problems? Your face tells me otherwise.
Reyson: Well... we herons are optimistic by nature. So it's hard for me to be
on a battlefield where the air is thick with negative energy. It's... tiring.
But I'm learning to adjust. I hope you'll let me fight beside you to the
bitter end.
Ike: As long as you take care of yourself, I have no complaints. But isn't
there anything I can do to help? Maybe we could have a special supper.
Certain foods tend to restore energy.
Reyson: That's very kind, but my diet... Heh. It's fairly limited. You know,
I used to be disgusted by my thin, frail body. So one time I performed a
little experiment. I got all the goods that Tibarn likes--raw meat, cold
fish, insects--and ate them. I ate them all.
Ike: That doesn't sound good. What happened?
Reyson: I stared death in the face for ten days. You've never seen a laguz so
green! I guess we herons are just meant to eat fruits and nuts for our entire
lives.
Ike: ...I can't imagine. Raw meat? You must have been desperate!
Reyson: I wanted so much to be like Tibarn. Big body, strong wings... With
those features, I felt I could march into Begnion and revenge my brothers all
by myself. I got on my knees and prayed to the goddess every night. Asking
her for power... But to no avail.
Ike: I think I know how you feel... But it's better this way.
Reyson: How do you figure?
Ike: You get sick from negative energy. Imagine if you tried to hurt someone!
You'd lose your lunch!
Reyson: Heh. I guess you're right... At one time, I was so angry about my
lack of strength, so consumed by despair, that I considered forfeiting my
life... But... I'm glad that I am alive. I got to see Leanne because I am
alive.
Ike: Huh. You surprise me, Reyson. You're stronger than you look.
Reyson: If you're talking spiritual strength, I think I'm the best there is!
-B Support-
Ike: Reyson!
Reyson: I'm here, Ike. Do you wish to talk strategy?
Ike: Yes. Your participation in the next few battles will be critical... How
are you feeling?
Reyson: Well... I found that negative energy isn't so bad when I fly. Even
feeling a breeze can be a huge help. I can hold up. Don't worry about me.
Ike: You look tired. Exhausted, even. I think I know how King Phoenicis must
feel... I'm sorry for pushing you like this.
Reyson: Saying so is an insult. I choose to be here.
Ike: Look, that's not what I meant... I apologize. I know that you hate
having people fuss over you. It's just--
Reyson: Ike? Be quiet. If you were annoying else, I'd punch you in the nose
and make you be quiet.
Ike: Whoa, easy, Reyson! That's not necessary! And hey... I didn't think that
herons could attack.
Reyson: ...I know how to punch! Although...
Ike: Yes?
Reyson: I suffer more damage than my target.
Ike: What?!
Reyson: When I bashed Duke Tanas's face, he only suffered a bloody nose, but
it cracked the bones in the back of my hand.
Ike: Holy...
Reyson: Indeed.
Ike: ...But it felt good, right?
Reyson: Oh, yeah.
-A Support-
Ike: Reyson? How are you holding up? You look like death warmed over.
Reyson: I know, Ike! Believe me, I know that better than anyone. But, please.
Let me do this. Let me fight to the end.
Ike: Well, all right. But I don’t want you dropping dead the minute this war
is over!
Reyson: My body should return to normal once the medallion settles down...
Don’t worry. My will is still strong. I have to confront Ashnard. I have to
discover the truth.
Ike: I’ll help you with that, Reyson.
Reyson: I told you not to treat me spec—
Ike: And I need you to help me, too.
Reyson: ...R-really?
Ike: We each posses unique powers. If we combine our might, it will lead to
victory in future battles.
Reyson: I see... Very well. I appreciate your help.
Ike: Hang in there, Reyson. The end is in sight.
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Ike/Ranulf (IR006)
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-C Support-
Ranulf: Hey, Ike. Isn't it a little late to be training?
Ike: I haven't had a chance to train today. I try to swing a sword every day,
even if it's just for a little while. It helps me focus and keeps me calm.
Plus it's good practice. Haaaa! Kyaaaaa!
Ranulf: I see. So your strength doesn't just come from your bloodline. It's
also a result of your persistence. No wonder you grow more powerful every
time I see you... Nice. Very nice...
Ike: Haaaaa! And one and... Hiyaaaa!
Ranulf: Oh, sorry. I'm interrupting you. I'll see you la--
Ike: Wait. What do you want? I assume you came out here to tell me something.
Ranulf: Not really. I'm just being a mother cat... No matter how many times
we tell you to take it easy, you're always working. I thought you might take
a break if I came over and talked to you, but... I can see that you're still
crazy. I'll go now.
Ike: You think I'm crazy? How so?
Ranulf: Well... a little crazy, yeah! I've never worked for a leader who's
as blunt and straightforward as you. It's pretty shocking to have a commander
who doesn't care what anyone thinks, no matter how powerful they are.
Ike: Well, that's just my style. I don't have to be like someone else, do I?
Ranulf: Why are you so confident? I don't get it. Normal beorc just do what
people tell them and try not to make a fuss. But not you. I heard you even
yelled at the apostle!
Ike: Yeah, that wasn't my brightest moment.
Ranulf: Then again, worrying about a beorc like this is definitely not normal
laguz behavior. I
guess I'm a fish out of water myself... Wait, did I just call myself a fish?
Ike: Wha--? Ha ha! You're a cat, remember!? I thought you ate fish! Ha ha ha!
Ranulf: Hey! I made you laugh! That's good. That's a good first step.
Ike: Fine, fine! I'll take a break. Um... so what do I do now? Am I supposed
to drink tea or something?
Ranulf: Tea is good. And eat something. Oh, and maybe you should take a...
catnap! Wha ha ha ha!
-B Support-
Ike: Hey, Ranulf.
Ranulf: Hm? Oh, hey, Ike. How goes it?
Ike: Are you... training?
Ranulf: Oh yeah! I love training! I’d hate to have the hardworking general
Ike leave me in his dust!
Ike: That’s a good attitude.
Ranulf: Um... that was a joke, Ike. I hate training. Besides, training on
two legs would be pretty useless for a laguz like me.
Ike: So what were you doing? It looked like stretching.
Ranulf: Just stretching. You know, to unwind?
Ike: Hm. I was hoping that it was a kind of special laguz technique that I
didn’t know about.
Ranulf: Sorry to disappoint you, but you and I aren’t that different unless
I change forms. As you can see.
Ike: I just need a tail.
Ranulf: Hey, a tail is a good thing to have! It’s what gives us such great
balance in high places. You poor beorc... I can’t imagine living without a
tail!
Ike: Doesn’t it get in your way when you sleep?
Ranulf: On the contrary! There’s a little trick we have...
Ike: What kind of trick?
Ranulf: Well, we take... Hey! You’re smooth, aren’t you? I almost fell for
that one... Nice try, Commander!
Ike: Huh? I just asked you a question.
Ranulf: Listen, Ike. This is a secret that concerns the entire laguz species.
I can’t just run around telling any old beorc that I know.
Ike: Oh. I understand. I’m not that interested, anyway.
Ranulf: Wha--? Hey, now, come on! You should be more persistant! It’s really
interesting!
-A Support-
Ranulf: !
Ike: What’s wrong, Ranulf?
Ranulf: Aaaah! Oh, it’s you, Ike... Phew! Don’t scare me like that!
Ike: You all right? You’ve been pretty tense lately.
Ranulf: The closer we get to the capital, the more the Daein King starts to
worry me. Well, I suppose it’s more the medallion than the man... At any
rate, all this negative energy is making my hair stand up on end. It’s hard
to focus...
Ike: I’m amazed at how sensitive you laguz are to such things.
Ranulf: I’m amazed that you beorc don’t notice! How can you be so calm with
these creepy auras all around us?!
Ike: You want me to leave you alone?
Ranulf: Yeah, would you? No, wait, Ike. Hold on. Stay here. I’ll calm down...
Just gimme a second... ...Whooooo!
Ike: Better?
Ranulf: Yeah. I’m fine now. Although I can’t believe I let a beorc see me in
such a vulnerable state. I’ll never live this down.
Ike: Ranulf, what are you saying? Don’t you trust me?
Ranulf: No, I do! I do. But...well, not entirely. Look, I trust you as much
as any beorc, but... You know! The laguz are my brothers! It’s different.
Ike: I trust you.
Ranulf: And you say it with a straight face, too. You know something?
You’re...
Ike: ...I’m what?
Ranulf: Dumb.
Ike: What?!
Ranulf: If you trust everybody, you’re going to get hurt in the end. Remember
that!
Ike: Hey, wait! Ranulf! Dang... Was that friendly advice or is he just angry?
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Ike/Elincia (IE007)
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-C Support-
Ike: Is there something wrong, Princess?
Elincia: Oh... my lord Ike. I was getting prepared for battle, but... I'm
having a hard time attaching this scabbard to my belt.
Ike: Hmm... let me see. Ah... here's the problem. The buckle on the scabbard
isn't fastened. There's a little trick to this. Don't move for a second.
...All right. That should do it!
Elincia: Thank you. I just can't seem to do anything right. I can't even get
myself ready for battle! Everyone else is all suited up.
Ike: Everyone here was the same way when they first started. In fact, it
wasn't all that long ago when I was having a hard time fastening my
scabbard...
Elincia: Really?
Ike: That's right. But my father drilled me hard and tested my swordsmanship
and survival skills before I could eat breakfast. We come from different
worlds, Princess.
Elincia: So that's how you learned so much...
Ike: Well, you don't need to practice so hard. You weren't born to be a
mercenary like the rest of us war dogs. You'll just get yourself killed if you
jump into this rough and nasty war unprepared.
Elincia: I understand...
Ike: Just don't worry about it. There's no shame in asking for help from the
rest of us. We'll be there to back you up.
Elincia: Thank you, my lord Ike.
Ike: Anytime, Princess Elincia.
-B Support-
Ike: Princess Elincia? You're still here?
Elincia: Oh, my lord Ike. W-well, I was getting a little practice in. I don't
want to be a burden to everyone else.
Ike: Wouldn't it be better to have a training partner?
Elincia: I'd feel guilty asking someone to train with me. It would be a waste
of time... I am no match for their skill.
Ike: I meant what I said earlier... About not hesitating to ask for help? But
I guess you decided to ignore me.
Elincia: N-no, no... it's not like that at all. I heard what you said, but I
still feel so...
Ike: I know how powerless and frustrated you must feel. It was a terrifying
feeling when I discovered my father had left me in command of the Greil
Mercenaries.
Elincia: ...
Ike: But there's a huge difference between inheriting a country and a band of
mercenaries, isn't there?
Elincia: Not at all... You're absolutely right. It's hard... knowing what kind
of responsibility I have, and just how unsuited I am to take it.
Ike: Over the last year, I learned a lot from all those battles... Mostly, I
learned that there are many things I can't do on my own. Everything I achieved
was possible only because of the people around me. I trust them completely.
And I'm not ashamed to ask for help. That goes for you, too. You're not alone.
Elincia: That's a great way to look at it. Thank you!
-A Support-
Elincia: ...
Ike: We finally reach the capital tomorrow.
Elincia: Yes...
Ike: How are you feeling about it?
Elincia: More than a little anxious... But... We've finally made it. I'm home.
More than anything, I feel relief.
Ike: You've grown strong, Princess.
Elincia: That's only because I had such a great role model.
Ike: Hah! I think you meant to say bad role model, right? By the way, do you
remember what you said to me on the southern sea?
Elincia: W-what did I say? Hopefully, it was nothing too embarassing.
Ike: You said, "Give them a sound thrashing!"
Elincia: Oh... er... that? That was... um... I was trying to fit in, my lord
Ike. To be rough and capable like the rest of you.
Ike: You caught me off guard with that one.
Elincia: Hee hee! It brings back memories. When I fled the capital and was
told about Crimea's defeat in Gallia... I prepared myself to live in crushing,
colorless despair for the rest of my days. But when I look back, I can see
there were some warm rays of hope... poking through.
Ike: You're right...
Elincia: Tomorrow, I will face King Daein and reclaim Crimea... or die in the
attempt. It is the only thing on my mind.
Ike: You employed me as a mercenary. I'll give you your money's worth! ...No.
It means more than that... To my last breath, I will do all that I can to
ensure your dream... Elincia.
Elincia: Oh, Ike...
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*Titania*
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Titania/Ike (TI008)
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-C Support-
Titania: Hey, Ike. Training?
Ike: Yeah. You too, huh? Hey, do you want to spar? I learn a lot when we team
up.
Titania: Really? I'm glad to hear that. I thought you no longer needed my
lessons.
Ike: What are you talking about? You're the one who put the finishing touches
on what swordsmanship I inherited from my father.
Titania: Hmm. I'm honored to hear you say so.
Ike: I mean it.
Titania: But the talent you inherited from your father is one of a kind. I
want you to cherish it.
Ike: Huh... Hey, Titania? When did you meet my father? You used to be a
Crimean knight, right?
Titania: That's right... But it's a long story, and we need to train! Get
ready! Focus!
Ike: Fine...
-B Support-
Ike: Do you have a moment, Titania?
Titania: Ike! How can I help you?
Ike: Remember what we talked about the other day? About when you met my father?
Titania: Um... Yeah... That...
Ike: I know you don't want to talk about it, so I won't force you or anything.
Titania: It's not like I don't want to. It's just... It's hard to talk about
my past. Still... You deserve to know as much about your father as possible...
All right, I'll tell you.
Ike: Great!
Titania: When I was a Crimean knight, I entered an officer exchange program
and was sent to Gallia. Where your father was. On my first day, they held a
joint training session in the royal hall. That's where I saw Commander Greil's
might for the first time. He took on wave after wave of knights and defeated
them like they were children. His swordsmanship was brilliant... The other
knights barely had time to lift their weapons before Commander Greil had them
on the ground. He was the mightiest warrior I had ever seen. My body...
trembled at the thought of it.
Ike: Whoa.
Titania: I tried to cross swords with him, but he was so far out of my
league... Ha! It was laughable! But I asked him to train me, and he agreed.
After that, whenever we had a spare hour, we would meet and spar. We soon grew
close, and after a few weeks, he invited me to his home. That's when I saw you.
Ike: Me?
Titania: Yes. You were sleeping in your mother's arms, and she was smiling.
You were adorable. The Commander looked at you with such kind eyes... I saw a
different person than the man who wielded a sword.
Ike: I see.
-A Support-
Ike: Titania? I wish to thank you.
Titania: W-what? What's with all the formality?
Ike: There's no guarantee that any of us will see tomorrow, and I want to tell
you this while it's still in my head. Will you listen?
Titania: Um... All right, but... what's with you? And what have I done to
deserve your thanks?
Ike: You have done much. You helped my father build this company. He had lost
his wife and had two young children to care for... I wish to thank you for
that.
Titania: ...Oh, Ike...
Ike: I've taken everything in my life for granted, and it was all possible
because of you. My thanks is far too late in coming.
Titania: It's not necessary, Ike. What I did, I did because--
Ike: You loved him. Didn't you?
Titania: ...!!! ...Um...
Ike: Perhaps I'm wrong. Regardless... I stand here alive today because of you.
And I still want to thank you for it. Had you not lent a helping hand, I would
most likely be dead. And my father's life cut short as well. You helped to
keep him alive until the Black Knight brought him down... You made his final
years happy. Thank you.
Titania: Oh, Ike... ...I don't... ...Sniff... ...Sniff... ...Sniff...
Ike: Unlike my father, I lack both experience and strength, but... I'm
learning. Please, keep aiding and supporting me. Please...
Titania: ...Sniff... Of course... Of course I will, Ike.
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Titania/Boyd (TB009)
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-C Support-
Boyd: Ninety-eight... Ninety-nine... One hundred! Done! Bleh. What's the point
in swinging an axe by myself? I should probably try to find Ike... But maybe a
quick nap first--
Titania: Boyd!
Boyd: Aaah! Titania!
Titania: Where do you think you're going? Are you blowing off your training
again?
Boyd: No! I'm not slacking, I swear! I was just... uh... going to work out
with Ike! You know me--I'm all about the fighting!
Titania: Boyd, I know that training is tough. But if you make light of it,
you're closer to death than you ever want to be. You're a mercenary. When
you're confused or exhausted during a long battle, instincts make all the
difference.
Boyd: But, Titania... I just can't get into training when I don't have a
partner.
Titania: Can't get into it? Boyd? Don't make me chew you out again.
Boyd: Joking! I-I'm just joking! What I just said? All a joke! Ha ha! Ha?
Haaaaa... Oh, I'm just dying to do some practice swings! Hyaaa! Boy,
training is so much fun! Isn't that right, Titania!? Whooo! I loooove
training!
Titania: Darn it, Boyd, why are you so lazy? You're a natural fighter, you
know that? You could even be a better fighter than me if you just put your
mind to it. Anyway... keep practicing.
-B Support-
Titania: Hello, Boyd.
Boyd: T-Titania!? I'm not slacking! I've done my training! Look, I'll do more!
Hiiiyaaa! Kiyaaaaa! Whaaaaaa!
Titania: Boyd, I haven't said a word.
Boyd: Oh, yeah, I guess not. I'm so used to all our conversations starting
that way...
Titania: I didn't come here to chew you out. You don't need that anymore.
We're fighting intense battles now, and you can't let your guard down. But you
know that, right?
Boyd: I guess so.
Titania: Your training has become instinct. That's all you need to survive.
You've learned that lesson, Boyd. You'll be all right.
Boyd: Shoot!
Titania: W-what? Did I say something wrong?
Boyd: This doesn't sound right, Titania. I feel like... like you're praising
me.
Titania: Well, I am. You're a true warrior now. One of our best.
Boyd: Oh, man, this is making my head spin... It's like a bad omen or
something. I think it's scarier than being chewed out.
Titania: I see... So you want me to chew you out, huh? Great. I can do that.
Boyd: Aaah! No, that's not what I meant, Titania!
-A Support-
Boyd: Titania! I couldn't find you anywhere! With all the war councils and
everything, I never get to see you anymore.
Titania: Hello, Boyd. You know, your recent performance has been superb. I
can't even chew you out for old time's sake.
Boyd: I don't want you to yell at me again. That's not why I'm here. I just...
Is there anything you want, Titania?
Titania: I can't think of anything in particular. Why do you ask?
Boyd: We got a big reward the other day, you know? So I wanted to buy you
something. As thanks for helping me.
Titania: Aha! Now that you're a true warrior, you've learned some chivalry as
well!
Boyd: Heh. So, name it. Anything. New chain mail? Gauntlets? How about a
killer axe?
Titania: Thanks for the offer, Boyd. But you earned that money. You should
spend it on yourself.
Boyd: Don't you get it!? I want to give you a gift!
Titania: Boyd? What are you--
Boyd: Every time I look at you, Titania... I think that you're the prettiest
person I've ever seen!
Titania: Uh... Um, thank you, Boyd... But I... Look, you and me, we're--
Boyd: You're like a really nice mom or something! Um... I mean...
Titania: ...
Boyd: Wait, that's not... Oh, man... Look, that's not what I meant. I mean, it
is, but--
Titania: Boyd?
Boyd: Yeah?
Titania: How old do you think I am?
Boyd: Well, let me see... Are you... younger than my mother?
Titania: ...Um...
Boyd: ...Yeah... Um... I gotta go!
Titania: Boyd! Wait up!
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Titania/Rhys (TR010)
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-C Support-
Titania: How are you feeling, Rhys?
Rhys: Good. No fevers or shaking today! Thanks for asking.
Titania: You know, I was just thinking about the first time we met. It was
almost a year ago to this very day.
Rhys: Was it really...? Oh, you're right! My, time does fly.
Titania: Of course, I don't remember much of the initial encounter, since I
was unconscious and bleeding! Ha! Remember that? I don't know why we didn't
bring a healer with us that day... Fighting bandits without a staff? Not
smart!
Rhys: It was lucky that I found you. I didn't usually venture that deep into
the forest, but I was short on medicinal herbs.
Titania: Yeah, those bandits were a rough lot... Their stomping ground was
right near your village, actually. It's all coming back to me now... They
were tougher than I'd thought. We took most of them out with ease, but one
fled into the woods and I gave chase. Big mistake. My horse got hung up in
the undergrowth, and that bandit got the drop on me... At least Shinon hit
him before I was killed.
Rhys: Gatrie and Shinon were both really worried when they brought you back
to my parents' house.
Titania: Really? I didn't know that. Hmm... I didn't think Shinon ever
worried about anyone... But they stayed with me until my wounds were healed,
I remember that. You know, if it wasn't for your good work, I wouldn't have
been able to use an axe anymore! I really appreciate it.
Rhys: No, I should thank you. You convinced Greil to hire me! And now I can
send money back to my parents. They're both so old, and I'm their only
source of income.
Titania: Your parents were very kind. Especially your mother... And she made
that great wildberry pie! To repay their kindness, I will protect their only
son no matter what.
Rhys: Oh, I appreciate that, Titania!
-B Support-
Rhys: Training again?
Titania: Yep. I get antsy if I don't train every day... Kiyaaaa! Haaaaaa!
Whew!
Rhys: Would you mind if I joined you for a while?
Titania: What? You want to train? Really? Well, no, of course I wouldn't mind.
Um... why?
Rhys: I was hoping to find some way to... defend myself. I hate being a burden
on everyone.
Titania: Rhys! You're a healer, not a fighter. That's not your fault. I don't
even think you know which end of a sword to stick in someone! Maybe...
Rhys: Yes, Titania?
Titania: I just wondered if you'd be happier had you not rescued me. Perhaps
living in peace with your parents is more your style.
Rhys: Oh, I don't know. That life wasn't easy. I have a small, frail body,
and there were few jobs for me in our village. My parents were always worried
about me. I was sick all the time, and constantly getting bumps and scrapes.
They only agreed to let me follow you because you were a strong mercenary
group! They figured I would be safe.
Titania: There must be safer jobs out there! You could be a fisherman, or a
botanist! Do you like plants?
Rhys: Oh, that would bore me to tears! ...Titania... I love this job. I don't
want to quit. I was a sickly child, and I didn't get out much. I used to sit
inside and listen to the other children play... In those years, my uncle took
me under his wing. He was a mercenary, too. He used to spin unbelievable yarns
about his exotic travels and fantastic battles... It inspired me.
Titania: I had no idea!
Rhys: Kinda funny, isn't it? You know, I shouldn't say this, but... Sometimes,
when we fight one long battle after another... It makes me happy. I feel like
I belong.
Titania: You're a big part of our company, Rhys. I'm glad to hear you say so.
-A Support-
Rhys: Hello, Titania. Could I join your training again today?
Titania: Sure, go ahead! Looks like you're getting your strength back. You
look healthy.
Rhys: Yes. Thanks to you.
Titania: Oh, I didn't do much... Say, Rhys? What do you think of Ike?
Rhys: Ike? Well, I'm not the person to be judging another's battle skills, so
I guess you want to know my take of the man... Ike... Well, despite his
appearance... and the occasional angry outburst... he can be very thoughtful.
Most importantly, he has doggedness, determination, and grit. He possesses
the strength to turn ideal into reality. I think he is the right choice to
lead the Greil Mercenaries.
Titania: I agree with you. But he is still young. He still has much to
learn, and I wonder how those experiences will shape him. ...Frankly, I'm a
little concerned.
Rhys: Why is that?
Titania: Our company is only going to grow, and he will soon face many hard
choices... and also some temptations. Oh, we'll make money... But we're going
to get job offers that will result in people getting hurt. Or worse. And to
feed and equip a group of this size, we'll need jobs with a certain amount of
risk.
Rhys: Commander Greil faced those same problems, didn't he?
Titania: He did, but Greil... He was different. The original Greil Mercenaries
were famous for not being typical mercenaries. Sometimes we took on jobs for
free... and we helped countless people at the expense of our own coffers.
Rhys: I believe that Ike holds the same ideals as Commander Greil.
Titania: I'm sure he does. ...Yes, I'm sure of it. Ike will definitely find
reasons for us to fight and live. He'll pick the right path. I won't have to
tell him anything. All we have to do is believe in Ike and follow him... to
the end.
Rhys: Agreed.
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Titania/Mist (TM011)
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-C Support-
Titania: Doing the laundry, Mist? Here, let me give you a hand.
Mist: Oh, no, no... Please, you've been fighting all day. I couldn't make you
help!
Titania: We've all had our hands full around here, and you're no exception.
Now, give me some of those... Wow. Talk about a pile of laundry...
Mist: Yeah. I know I can't wash up after the entire Crimean army, but I
thought I could at least help the Greil Mercenaries. It's a good way to thank
the others for all their help.
Titania: Well, it's a thoughtful gesture, but make sure you don't turn it into
a full-time job, all right? Oh, this one is ripped.
Mist: Oh, that's my brother's. He's been fighting too long in these old
things. Look at it! It's practically falling apart! Next time we're in a town,
I'm going to make him buy a new shirt. If he's going to be general, he'd
better look the part!
Titania: Speaking of which... let me see that old thing you're wearing. The
sleeve is coming apart. See?
Mist: Hey, you're right!
Titania: This is beyond repair. Your brother's not the only one who could
benefit from a shopping trip. We'll go together, you and I.
Mist: I don't know, Titania... There's so much work to be done around here.
I'm not sure I've got the time, really...
Titania: I'm telling you, Mist, you're pushing yourself too hard. Everyone
appreciates your work, but you're leaving no time to relax!
Mist: Yeah, but... doing the chores helps me relax! What? Don't look at me
that way!
Titania: Mist, that's nonsense. I mean it. You need to take some time off.
Sometime soon, you and I will go into town, just the two of us.
Mist: Oh, all right!
-B Support-
Mist: I’m sorry about the other day, Titania. I really did have a good time,
even if I didn’t look like it…
Titania: Don’t worry about it, Mist! You did look awfully serious the whole
time, but that just proves to me how much you needed the time off.
Mist: And I did enjoy seeing the town. I’d never seen anything quite like it!
But I kept thinking about all the chores waiting here…
Titania: You’re far too considerate of others, Mist. You’re always putting our
needs before your own. You’re so much like Elena in that regard.
Mist: My mother?
Titania: Yes. You and she are very much alike. But you know, Mist, you are
still young. You do not need to take on all the burdens of adulthood so soon.
I worry about you.
Mist: Oh, stop... Titania? Thank you...
Titania: No, Mist. Thank you.
-A Support-
Titania: Come over here for a second, Mist.
Mist: What is it, Titania?
Titania: Here. It’s a little present from me.
Mist: Hey, this is that dress I saw in town the other day. Oooo, I loved this
dress!
Titania: I thought so. Aren’t you glad we made that trip together?
Mist: Oh, thank you, Titania.
Titania: It’s nothing, Mist. Consider it a thank-you for all you’ve done. To
tell the truth, I’ve been a little worried about you. You’ve been doing so
many chores, and you’ve been helping us all on the battlefield. It’s a lot to
ask of you. That’s why I’m trying to make sure you stop and take care of
yourself, treat yourself to something nice once in a while.
Mist: Titania...
Titania: Listen, Mist. I know you and Ike are close, but if there’s ever
anything you can’t talk to him about, I want you to know you can come to me.
I may not be Elena, but I do care about you just the same.
Mist: I... I will... Thank you... That’s very nice of you, Titania. Tee hee
hee... Oh, this dress is too good for me...
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*Oscar*
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Oscar/Ike (OI012)
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-C Support-
Ike: Hey, Oscar, can you spar with me for a sec... Wait! Where are you going?
Oscar: Sorry, Ike! No time! I have to prepare the evening meal today.
Ike: You? Where's Mist?
Oscar: She's off practicing with her staff. It's been a while since I cooked.
I hope I haven't lost my touch.
Ike: I haven't had one of your suppers in ages! I'm looking forward to it.
Oscar: Really?
Ike: Yeah, of course! You're a great cook! Why do you ask?
Oscar: Well... I never knew that. Mist, Shinon, and Rhys were the only ones
who ever commented on the subtle spices and flavors that I use... I mean, my
brothers are used to my cooking, and Soren hates everything. I think he'd stop
eating if he could... Sure, Commander Greil, Titania, Gatrie, and you ate
everything on the plate. But... I feel like you'd eat anything.
Ike: Oscar, I didn't just shovel the food into my mouth. I enjoyed it! I
really did! Remember the first day that Mist took over your cooking duties?
Just thinking about it makes me ill... Heh! Even my father was having trouble
choking it down! But I think Mist is finally starting to get the hang of it.
Oscar: Just like you're training to improve your swordsmanship, Mist is
training to improve her culinary skills. You should give her more support.
Hearing someone say "Delicious!" is the best encouragement a cook can get.
Ike: I see... Then I'll make sure to say "Delicious!" from now on.
Oscar: Ha ha! Thanks.
-B Support-
Oscar: How's it going, Ike?
Ike: Oh, hey, Oscar, I'm fine... Actually, I'm kind of worried about something.
Oscar: Can I help?
Ike: Well, I was trying to figure out how we should fight the laguz bird
tribes.
Oscar: That's odd... I was just thinking about the same thing. When they turn
into their true selves, we are forced into a kind of battle that is difficult
for us.
Ike: You're right about that. The laguz are so strong. I've even seen them
shatter boulders with a single blow. I feel like our weak points are as visible
as a lit torch for the bird tribes. What's more, my sword is useless if they
take to the sky...
Oscar: My advice is to keep engaging them. The more we fight, the more we
learn. Of course, it won't be easy.
Ike: No, but I'm sure we can do it. That's a good idea! Thanks.
Oscar: Ah... Well... sure. You're pretty amazing, Ike. You know that?
Ike: Hey, come on now. You're the guy with all the experience and talent.
Oscar: Everything I have accomplished comes from hard work and practice.
You're the son of Commander Greil. You have... natural talent. I'd follow you
anywhere.
Ike: Uh... wow. Thanks, Oscar...
-A Support-
Oscar: Ike.
Ike: Oscar? What is it?
Oscar: ...Are you well, Ike?
Ike: Yeah... yeah, I'm fine. Why? Did I worry you?
Oscar: No, no. It's nothing that you did. It's just that... our battles are
intensifying. I never imagined that we'd be involved in clashes of this
magnitude.
Ike: You're right. Ever since my father died, it's been one kind of chaos
after another. It's a real challenge.
Oscar: So... How are you doing? Well, I mean... are you as well as can be
expected? Is there anything I can do?
Ike: Ah, Oscar. I give you enough grief as is. Just stick with your helplessly
green commander. That's all I ask.
Oscar: Ike...
Ike: Will you continue to believe in me?
Oscar: Yes, of course! As Commander Greil said, we are family. This is my
home. I will support you to the end.
Ike: Listen... I have an urge for your cooking. Think you can give Mist a hand
tonight?
Oscar: Ha! You don't have to ask me twice! I'll put all of my culinary skills
to work. I hope you're hungry!
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Oscar/Kieran (OK013)
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-C Support-
Oscar: Hi, Kieran. How are you?
Kieran: What the... Oscar! How I loathe that name! Don't give me such pleasant
greetings! I care not for them!
Oscar: What did I do now?
Kieran: Oh ho! Don't tell me you've forgotten our second year of enlistment!
The year we completed horsemanship? There was a final race at the end of the
year... My beloved horse and I were flawless, but you beat us by the smallest
of margins!
Oscar: Huh? Oh, are you talking about that race you challenged me to? Yeah,
that was fun... But I thought the distance between us was at least three
lengths--
Kieran: Ha! LIAR! Deceitful, lying, squinty coward! That was the very moment
I marked you as my archrival! Don't pretend not to care!
Oscar: Uh... wow. I had no idea--
Kieran: But why!? I must know why you left the Crimean knighthood without a
word of explanation! I devoted myself to training with my horse! I worked
day and night so I could best my archrival... And thanks to my extreme
devotion... I didn't realize you were gone until six months later! Delinquent!
Reneger!
Oscar: Wait a sec... Kieran. How is that my fault?
-B Support-
Kieran: Oscar!!
Oscar: Hi, Kieran. Still hanging in there, huh?
Kieran: I can't take it anymore! Come back! Rejoin the proud brotherhood of
the Crimean knights!
Oscar: This is sudden--
Kieran: As a former Crimean knight, surely you have some sense of loyalty!
What say you!? Rejoin! For king and country! The homeland is in danger! Any
who used to be Crimean knights should come rushing to her aid!
Oscar: You have a point. And I'm glad I'm able to help rebuild the homeland,
even if it's as a mercenary.
Kieran: I'm not here to make you glad! I'm here to convince you to be a knight
again! You're not fulfilling your allegiance to sweet Crimea by being a
mercenary! How can you sleep at night?
Oscar: I love Crimea, but I'm happy here. I want to serve Ike as a member of
the Greil Mercenaries. Forever.
Kieran: Darn! Why!? What draws you guys to such a life...? What could make the
mercenary life so appealing that you would sell your loyalty to our glorious
homeland, Crimea? A-ha! Could it be the nice fat salary!? That's it! I
remember you saying you needed money! Ho! Loose lips sink ships!
Oscar: If I wanted money, I would have stayed with the Crimean knights. I only
get about half of that now.
Kieran: What in the--!? Bah! Wake up, man! Can't you see you're being duped!?
Honor! Fortune! Glory! It can be yours!
Oscar: I doubt it.
Kieran: Bah, I say! You're hopeless!
Oscar: Who's hopeless...?
-A Support-
Kieran: Oscar!!
Oscar: Hello, Kieran. Are you going to ask me to return to the Crimean
knights again?
Kieran: You guessed it! I'm a Crimean knight... and I'm very proud of that
fact! No better friend! No worse enemy! A knight distinguishes himself in
battle, returning in triumph to hear adulation from the people and praise
from his lord! When you make your name as a knight, everyone knows you! The
world is laid at your feet! And above all else, you can defend our beloved
Crimea and her people with your own two hands!!
Oscar: That certainly sounds nice.
Kieran: It's better than the life of a mercenary, cavorting with outlaws and
entering battles from which you never return! Why, Oscar? Why!? I just don't
get it!
Oscar: ...
Kieran: You're my archrival! That's an honor! I know your true skills better
than anyone. If you say you will come back, I'll do everything I can to
recommend your honorable return to the knights!
Oscar: Heh. Thanks, Kieran. But I'm not returning. After joining the
mercenaries, I had a chance to see the world. I saw grief with my own eyes.
People subjugated by the powerful, losing everything and dying alone...
Countries can't save people like that. It's up to men like us--men who are in
the thick of the action--to aid those who cannot aid themselves. Besides, I
have no use for honor. As long as I can defend the family called the Greil
Mercenaries, I'm happy.
Kieran: Bla... Blast! You've outdone me again! How can this be? I don't know
why or how, but... I feel you beat me yet again!
Oscar: You didn't lose. There are many things that a brave knight like
yourself can do that we mercenaries cannot. So let's both do our best. We may
stand on different sides of the field, but we aspire to the same ideal.
Kieran: I see... Then I will ask you no more!! Watch me! When Crimea is fully
restored, my distinguished services will resonate throughout the ages! You'll
hear about it wherever you are! I'll make sure of it!
Oscar: ...Yes, I'm sure you will. And when I hear your brave tales, I'll toast
your success!
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Oscar/Janaff (OJ014)
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-C Support-
Oscar: Um... Hi there.
Janaff: Yes?
Oscar: Hello! ...Um... Nice weather today!
Janaff: Can I help you with something?
Oscar: No, not really. I'm just...
Janaff: So, you want nothing from me then? What an odd fellow. Well then, I'll
be going. I don't get these beorc at all.
Oscar: Dangit, Oscar! You messed that up! Stupid! Stupid! Aw, how am I
supposed to do this?! I've never dealt with these bird tribes before... But
we're allies! We have to learn to communicate with each other... I'll do it
right next time!
-B Support-
Oscar: Uh... hey there.
Janaff: Yes?
Oscar: We meet again! Ha ha! Haaa... Um... sorry about the other day. I don't
have much... experience talking to laguz, so... Hey, is there anything you
don't understand about our company?! Maybe I can help!
Janaff: No, not particularly. Why?
Oscar: Well, I just thought... I mean, I have a young brother that's just
about your age... Come on, Oscar, get it together... Um... Wow, you laguz are
just so incredible! I mean, even a small kid like yourself can fight so--
Janaff: Did you just call me a child?!
Oscar: W-what's wrong?
Janaff: See here! I'm not a child! I'm over 100 years old!
Oscar: Wha...? A hundred... years...?
Janaff: I don't know how old you are, but no one calls me a child to my face
and lives to tell about it! Don't you EVER call me that again! Got it, human!?
Oscar: Oh yeah, got it! Totally! Look, I'm really... Darn it, Oscar! Stupid!
So stupid! Now you've really ticked him off! Man, what was I thinking? Now I
have to go apologize. Again! Probably screw that up, too... Aaargh! So stupid!
-A Support-
Oscar: Uuuummm...
Janaff: Yes? Oh. You.
Oscar: Look, I'm really, really sorry about what I said the other day. Please
forgive my ignorance.
Janaff: Ha! Well... I guess it's all right. As long as you don't do it again.
By the way, how old are you? I can never tell with you beorc.
Oscar: I'm twenty-four.
Janaff: Twenty-four!? TWENTY-FOUR?! You don't even have a full set of feathers
yet! You're a child! A suckling babe! I can't believe that the beorc send
children out to battle! How can you be so cold and heartless?!
Oscar: Uh... well--
Janaff: What's your name, little one?
Oscar: O-Oscar?
Janaff: Janaff. But you can call me Uncle Janny. No wonder you said such rude
things. Heck, I'm surprised you can even talk!
Oscar: Yeah, it's... um... surprising all right. I'm pretty bright for my age.
Janaff: Well, it's the duty of an elder to guide an ignorant child until he
can fly. I forgive your rude remarks. If you ever need anything, come find me.
If you have a bad nightmare or something, Unkie Janny will tuck you in. All
right?
Oscar: Y-yes. Of course. Thank you. That'll be... a real help.
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Oscar/Tanith (OT015)
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-C Support-
Tanith: Oh, excuse me...
Oscar: Yes?
Tanith: Did you just drop this cloth?
Oscar: Oops. Yes, that’s mine. Thank you for picking it up. I apologize for
troubling you, Commander Tanith.
Tanith: What is your name?
Oscar: Silly me. I forgot to introduce myself! I am Oscar, of the Greil
Mercenaries. It’s a pleasure to meet you, milady.
Tanith: Hm. I hadn’t thought you were one of the mercenaries. That’s quite
interesting. I am here with only a minimal retinue, but I hope that we can
demonstrate the greatness of Begnion’s knights.
Oscar: I am well aware of Begnion’s reputation. It’s an honor to meet the
leader of such an esteemed force.
Tanith: You’re too kind.
Oscar: It was a pleasure meeting you, milady.
Tanith: Hm... Such a well-mannered young man. I always thought mercenaries
were rude, crude, and vulgar men... Ike certainly has some fine lads under
his command.
-B Support-
Oscar: Tanith, I must say, the charge you lead the other day was spectacular.
Tanith: We are knights of Begnion, after all. Anything less than a direct
charge, knight against knight, would sully the honor of our apostle and our
motherland.
Oscar: I’d heard stories of your bravery before, but to see you in action was
incredible! To see so many pegasus knights swooping onto the battlefield at
once, it was like seeing the sun break through the clouds.
Tanith: You over-romanticize us.
Oscar: Oh, no milady. It was a sight to behold. But, and do not take offense
to this, might I share an observation with you? It strikes me that your
strategy works only if you have superior numbers.
Tanith: Admittedly, in most battles, Begnion has the advantage of numbers. I
can’t recommend this tactic in our current campaign. I agree. Our army is
constantly undermanned. Sometimes, it’s a struggle just to get the basic
necessities! It goes without saying that we’ll never have access to all the
resources that Begnion enjoys. Well, you seem to understand how to fight well
enough with few numbers. Tell me, what would you do?
Oscar: We take advantage of our individual soldiers’ strengths. Where you
would overwhelm your foes with numbers, we cannot risk the losses. We cannot
afford to lose a single soldier, even if his sacrifice brings us victory.
After all, we might win a battle that way, but we will not be able to last out
the war. Do not let honor drag you into a duel you cannot win. Dishonor is
better than death if withdrawing means you live to fight again.
Tanith: Retreating from a fight is not an easy thing to do, but I must admit,
your words make sense given our numbers.
Oscar: And I would hate to lose your strength to preserve something as
intangible as honor.
Tanith: But you know, the pegasus knights can be stubborn. I’m not sure even
I can convince them to change their tactics.
Oscar: Then I’ll help you convince them. Maybe my experiences will be all the
proof they need.
Tanith: You’d do that?
Oscar: Yes, of course. I don’t have even half the experience you do, but if
there’s any chance I can help, I will.
Tanith: Oh, I think you can be quite persuasive. You know, you’re not what I
expected from a mercenary.
Oscar: I’m glad to have surprised you then, milady.
Tanith: We should be going. You’d best keep up with me. I have no intention of
waiting for you and your horse!
Oscar: Well, perhaps I’ll have to surprise you a second time!
-A Support-
Tanith: Are you going somewhere, Oscar?
Oscar: Yes, milady. I was just about to prepare supper. Is there something
you needed?
Tanith: No, it’s nothing important... I just wanted to thank you. Your
insights into mercenary tactics have been helpful. I feel like I’ve learned
more here than I did at the academy! Why, I’m starting to wish that I could
take you back to Begnion with me, so that we could all benefit from your
wisdom.
Oscar: That’s kind of you to say, milady.
Tanith: By the way... you cook?
Oscar: Yes, milady. As I’ve said, we’re a small company. Each of us handles a
variety of tasks, from fighting to cooking to cleaning.
Tanith: You are full of surprises!
Oscar: You think so?
Tanith: I may be a fine warrior, but... It’s embarrassing to admit, but I
can’t even crack an egg without hurting someone. The last meal I prepared at
the academy took three of our finest generals out of action for nearly a
month.
Oscar: Oh, my...
Tanith: Shocking, isn’t it?
Oscar: Oh, no. I take it as a testament to your skills as a warrior. Just...
remind me never to accept an invitation to dinner. Or... you know, if you’d
like, I could teach you a little...
Tanith: You’d teach me how to cook?
Oscar: Only if you’d like.
Tanith: Hm. I’m sure you’re as good an instructor in the cooking arts as in
the military ones. All right. I accept your offer!
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*Boyd*
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Boyd/Titania (BT016)
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-C Support-
Boyd: Ninety-eight... Ninety-nine... One hundred! Done! Bleh. What's the point
in swinging an axe by myself? I should probably try to find Ike... But maybe a
quick nap first--
Titania: Boyd!
Boyd: Aaah! Titania!
Titania: Where do you think you're going? Are you blowing off your training
again?
Boyd: No! I'm not slacking, I swear! I was just... uh... going to work out
with Ike! You know me--I'm all about the fighting!
Titania: Boyd, I know that training is tough. But if you make light of it,
you're closer to death than you ever want to be. You're a mercenary. When
you're confused or exhausted during a long battle, instincts make all the
difference.
Boyd: But, Titania... I just can't get into training when I don't have a
partner.
Titania: Can't get into it? Boyd? Don't make me chew you out again.
Boyd: Joking! I-I'm just joking! What I just said? All a joke! Ha ha! Ha?
Haaaaa... Oh, I'm just dying to do some practice swings! Hyaaa! Boy,
training is so much fun! Isn't that right, Titania!? Whooo! I loooove
training!
Titania: Darn it, Boyd, why are you so lazy? You're a natural fighter, you
know that? You could even be a better fighter than me if you just put your
mind to it. Anyway... keep practicing.
-B Support-
Titania: Hello, Boyd.
Boyd: T-Titania!? I'm not slacking! I've done my training! Look, I'll do more!
Hiiiyaaa! Kiyaaaaa! Whaaaaaa!
Titania: Boyd, I haven't said a word.
Boyd: Oh, yeah, I guess not. I'm so used to all our conversations starting
that way...
Titania: I didn't come here to chew you out. You don't need that anymore.
We're fighting intense battles now, and you can't let your guard down. But you
know that, right?
Boyd: I guess so.
Titania: Your training has become instinct. That's all you need to survive.
You've learned that lesson, Boyd. You'll be all right.
Boyd: Shoot!
Titania: W-what? Did I say something wrong?
Boyd: This doesn't sound right, Titania. I feel like... like you're praising
me.
Titania: Well, I am. You're a true warrior now. One of our best.
Boyd: Oh, man, this is making my head spin... It's like a bad omen or
something. I think it's scarier than being chewed out.
Titania: I see... So you want me to chew you out, huh? Great. I can do that.
Boyd: Aaah! No, that's not what I meant, Titania!
-A Support-
Boyd: Titania! I couldn't find you anywhere! With all the war councils and
everything, I never get to see you anymore.
Titania: Hello, Boyd. You know, your recent performance has been superb. I
can't even chew you out for old time's sake.
Boyd: I don't want you to yell at me again. That's not why I'm here. I just...
Is there anything you want, Titania?
Titania: I can't think of anything in particular. Why do you ask?
Boyd: We got a big reward the other day, you know? So I wanted to buy you
something. As thanks for helping me.
Titania: Aha! Now that you're a true warrior, you've learned some chivalry as
well!
Boyd: Heh. So, name it. Anything. New chain mail? Gauntlets? How about a
killer axe?
Titania: Thanks for the offer, Boyd. But you earned that money. You should
spend it on yourself.
Boyd: Don't you get it!? I want to give you a gift!
Titania: Boyd? What are you--
Boyd: Every time I look at you, Titania... I think that you're the prettiest
person I've ever seen!
Titania: Uh... Um, thank you, Boyd... But I... Look, you and me, we're--
Boyd: You're like a really nice mom or something! Um... I mean...
Titania: ...
Boyd: Wait, that's not... Oh, man... Look, that's not what I meant. I mean, it
is, but--
Titania: Boyd?
Boyd: Yeah?
Titania: How old do you think I am?
Boyd: Well, let me see... Are you... younger than my mother?
Titania: ...Um...
Boyd: ...Yeah... Um... I gotta go!
Titania: Boyd! Wait up!
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Boyd/Mist (BM017)
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-C Support-
Boyd: Hyaaa! Gyaaa! Hrrraaaa! ...Phew... That's enough for today. I just don't
feel into it. Maybe I'll take a quick nap...
Unknown: Done already, Boyd?!
Boyd: Huh? Um... Gyaaaa! Hyaaa! Oh, Titania! I didn't see you there. I'm
training so hard that... Huh?
Mist: Tee hee!
Boyd: Who the--? Mist! Ooo! What a jerk!
Mist: Hey, you're the one who tried to blow off training! If you keep ignoring
your drills, I'm going to become a better mercenary than you!
Boyd: Better than me? Ha. HA! Dream on, kid! You've got some nerve saying that
to me!
Mist: Kid? You better remember who my father is! Fighting ability runs in the
blood, you know.
Boyd: Aw, that's a bunch of hooey! Survival on a battlefield depends on
experience and luck. Nothing more! If you dive into battle with a conceited
attitude, you'll end up dead no matter what blood is in your veins!
Mist: Gee, sorry, Boyd. I was just joking... Hey, don't look so angry...
Boyd: This is no game! We don't fight for fun! Now get out of here... I mean
it! You're in my way!
Mist: ...Sorry.
Boyd: ...Mist, wait... Ah, heck.
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Boyd/Brom (BB018)
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-C Support-
Brom: Good morning! I'm Brom. I take it that you're with Greil Mercenaries?
Boyd: Well, if it isn't the imprisoned papa! I'm Bord. And I'm one of the
original Greil Mercenaries.
Brom: Oh, that's sweet! You know, you fight pretty well for someone so young.
Boyd: Young? Ha! You're one to talk! I mean, look at you, pops! We had to bust
you out of a prison, and you're STILL a big fatty! How do you fight with a body
like that? Doesn't all the jiggling slow you down?
Brom: Aw, you're right...I know it could be trouble during a big battle. But
this body has served me well! After all, you need a lot of girth to manage a
mule and plow!
Boyd: You're a farmer, pops?
Brom: That's right! But I hate to think that my big belly would be a burden on
you... Aw, now I feel terrible! Sniff... Sniff...
Boyd: What--? Hey, don't cry, pops! Look, let's start working out together!
I'll whip you into shape in no time!
Brom: Really? Do you mean that? That would be great! Whip me into shape, Boyd!
Oh, my wife will be so surprised!
-B Support-
Brom: Huff... huff... huff... Phew! Hey, Boyd... I'm sorry... for being...
phew! Being such a drag.
Boyd: You can't help being a slow walker. Don't worry! You're doing fine.
Brom: You really think so? Aw, thanks, Boyd! You know, I may not be in the
best shape, but I've got more tenacity than anyone. a farmer's work lasts
all year 'round, after all. You've got to have patience.
Boyd: All year, huh? Tell me, pops. Do you enjor working in the fields?
Brom: You bet! Sure, I've got my share of worries, like bugs and animals and
bad weather... But it's all worth it come harvest time!
Boyd: Hmm...
Brom: What's wrong?
Boyd: Oh, I was just thinking... The farming life is the complete opposite of
what we mercenaries do. I mean, a farmer gets to bring life to the world, and
his work keeps everyone going. But mercenaries? We kill people, and we break
things, and... Well, we bring death, not life.
Brom: Aw, don't talk it down like that! You get to fight for what's right and
protect people!
Boyd: Hey, don't get me wrong. The Greil Mercenaries are my family, and I do
my job becasue I like it. But.. you know that?
Brom: What?
Boyd: Break time's over! Up and at'em pops!! Back to the training!
Brom: W-what? Wait, it's only been a... H-hold on! Aw, shucks! Phew...
Huff... Puff...
-A Support-
Brom: whew! Aw, shucks! I give up! You got me! Phew! You're too much for me,
Boyd.
Boyd: You were close this time, pops. You've gotten a lot better. I think we
can wrap up training soon.
Brom: I've gotten better, huh? You really think so?
Boyd: You're like a full-fledge soldier! There's not an enemy around that
wouldn't be afraid of you!
Brom: Oh, I'm so happy to hear that! I just didn't want to be a huge burden
on everyone anymore.
Boyd: Oh, stop it. Keep this up, and you could even be a royal guard after
the war.
Brom: No thank you! I'm done fighting. When this war is over, I'm going back
to farming.
Boyd: Listen, pops. Tell me the truth... How does we mercenaries seem to you?
I mean, to farmers? Simple people.
Brom: What? I don't get you, Boyd.
Boyd: Well, the world is full of mercenaries, but most of them are just
scoundrels who can't hold any other job, right? So when there's no war to
fight, they wander then countryside without honest work. A lot of them end up
stealing from villagers or just turn into common cutthroats.
Brom: Boyd, you're not--
Boyd: Nah, we're not like them. I know that. But... you can't tell that just
by looking at us. I hear it when I walk through towns. "Careful! The
mercenaries are back." "They're scrounging for money." It kinda hurts, you
know? I mean, I don't care what you say about me, but when you talk bad about
my family...
Brom: Well, Boyd. Here's what I think. Folks always judge, and they're usually
wrong. That's just how they are, you know? You can't worry about it too much.
But I like you. And I respect you, too. Shucks, everyone in this company has
been just great! Anyway, that's what I think.
Boyd: Thanks, pops. That's... good to hear. All right! Back to the training!
Let's go the extra mile this time!
Brom: Huh!? A-again? G-give me a second, Boyd! Phew! Huff...puff...
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Boyd/Ulki (BU019)
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-C Support-
Boyd: Hey, there's that big hawk laguz that joined our party. What's his name
again?
Ulki: ...
Boyd: Oh, hey there!
Ulki: Can I help you?
Boyd: Huh?
Ulki: I thought you called me. Is that not the case?
Boyd: Wha--? Are you talking about what I just said? You heard that?
Ulki: Clearly.
Boyd: Th-that's incredible! I was just mumbling, and you were all the way
over there!
Ulki: So. What do you want from me?
Boyd: Nothing. I was just noticing your features. You have such an
interesting face!
Ulki: ...Do you have a problem with my face? There's nothing special about it.
Boyd: No, no problem! It's so tough! Manly! It's the best! I wish it was my
face! Um...
Ulki: ...
Boyd: ...
Ulki: Well, you seem... healthy. And you have good hair. For a beorc. I also
like your large arms.
Boyd: Really?
Ulki: Oh, I have an errand to run. Good-bye.
Boyd: Yeah, my arms are pretty tough, huh? You know what? I bet I'll get along
with these laguz just fine! Yeah.
-B Support-
Boyd: Hey, it's you! What's up, my hawk brother?
Ulki: Oh, it's the... large-armed beorc. I... um... haven't seen you lately.
Unless we're in battle.
Boyd: You got that right! Oh, I'm Boyd. We're buddies now, so you can call me
by name.
Ulki: Very well. I am Ulki. But I ask that you call me that name instead of...
hawk brother.
Boyd: Yeah, sure. Whatever you want. So, Ulki. What are you doing in a place
like this?
Ulki: I was listening to the little birds chirp. The song soothes me.
Boyd: Really? ...Nope. I can't hear anything. You must have really good ears.
Ulki: Mmm...
Boyd: You know, I really envy you bird tribes. Being able to fly is the
greatest thing ever! You're something else in a fight, too! I can't believe
how you tear through guys. Oh, and it's weird how much we look alike! I mean,
when you're not shifted. And except for the wings and stuff...
Ulki: ...
Boyd: Oh, hey, sorry. I'm doing all the talking. Sometimes I just start
rambling on... If I'm bothering you, just say so.
Ulki: ...Sorry...
Boyd: What's wrong?
Ulki: I am... the worst.
Boyd: Huh? Hey! What's gotten into you?
-A Support-
Boyd: There you are! Wait a sec, Ulki!
Ulki: ...
Boyd: Why are you avoiding me? Did I make you mad or something?
Ulki: Boyd...
Boyd: I thought we were friends. I guess we can't be friends because I'm a
beorc. Is that it?
Ulki: No... You are... good. It's me. I'm the worst.
Boyd: You called yourself that the other day, too. What are you getting at?
Ulki: Mmm... When you first spoke to me... I was suspicious. When a beorc like
you speaks to a laguz like me... I thought you were plotting something.
Boyd: Er... But you said nice things about me when we first met! Were you
lying?
Ulki: I thought the exchanging of lies upon a first meeting was a beorc
tradition. You also gave me a series of flattering compliments that were not
true, no?
Boyd: No, they were true! Well, mostly... Look, I was nervous! I'm not that
good at talking to new people.
Ulki: I checked you out when we parted company. I investigated your name. Your
background. I checked everything.
Boyd: Yowza! Really? So what did you find?
Ulki: Boyd of the Greil Mercenaries. You are a skilled fighter who says what's
on his mind. It is just as you seemed.
Boyd: ...
Ulki: Even though you showed me goodwill from the very beginning... I had no
trust in you. I thought you were... mocking me. Or setting me up for a trap.
That's why I am the worst. I am not worthy of being your friend.
Boyd: Ha ha ha!
Ulki: What is it?
Boyd: We're so alike! At first, I was sure that you would hate me, or claw out
my eyes, or... something. I didn't think I could just hang out with you like
Ike does. He's just so darn natural about everything! But then I happened to
talk to you, and it was really easy! That made me pretty happy. So after that,
I tried to get to know you. I even followed you around the battlefield.
Ulki: I see.
Boyd: Look, beorc can be a bunch of jerks. I don't blame you for checking me
out. Heck, I know what we did to your people. But now it's gotta stop. Now
that you know I'm clean, you have to stop putting up walls. We'll never
understand each other if you're like that. So tell me straight, yes or no? Are
we friends or what, Ulki?
Ulki: Yes. I'm sorry, Boyd. If you can forgive me, I want to be your friend.
Boyd: Forgive you? Pah! I wasn't even mad! I was going to be your friend from
the very beginning!
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*Rhys*
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Rhys/Titania (RT020)
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-C Support-
Titania: How are you feeling, Rhys?
Rhys: Good. No fevers or shaking today! Thanks for asking.
Titania: You know, I was just thinking about the first time we met. It was
almost a year ago to this very day.
Rhys: Was it really...? Oh, you're right! My, time does fly.
Titania: Of course, I don't remember much of the initial encounter, since I
was unconscious and bleeding! Ha! Remember that? I don't know why we didn't
bring a healer with us that day... Fighting bandits without a staff? Not
smart!
Rhys: It was lucky that I found you. I didn't usually venture that deep into
the forest, but I was short on medicinal herbs.
Titania: Yeah, those bandits were a rough lot... Their stomping ground was
right near your village, actually. It's all coming back to me now... They
were tougher than I'd thought. We took most of them out with ease, but one
fled into the woods and I gave chase. Big mistake. My horse got hung up in
the undergrowth, and that bandit got the drop on me... At least Shinon hit
him before I was killed.
Rhys: Gatrie and Shinon were both really worried when they brought you back
to my parents' house.
Titania: Really? I didn't know that. Hmm... I didn't think Shinon ever
worried about anyone... But they stayed with me until my wounds were healed,
I remember that. You know, if it wasn't for your good work, I wouldn't have
been able to use an axe anymore! I really appreciate it.
Rhys: No, I should thank you. You convinced Greil to hire me! And now I can
send money back to my parents. They're both so old, and I'm their only
source of income.
Titania: Your parents were very kind. Especially your mother... And she made
that great wildberry pie! To repay their kindness, I will protect their only
son no matter what.
Rhys: Oh, I appreciate that, Titania!
-B Support-
Rhys: Training again?
Titania: Yep. I get antsy if I don't train every day... Kiyaaaa! Haaaaaa!
Whew!
Rhys: Would you mind if I joined you for a while?
Titania: What? You want to train? Really? Well, no, of course I wouldn't mind.
Um... why?
Rhys: I was hoping to find some way to... defend myself. I hate being a burden
on everyone.
Titania: Rhys! You're a healer, not a fighter. That's not your fault. I don't
even think you know which end of a sword to stick in someone! Maybe...
Rhys: Yes, Titania?
Titania: I just wondered if you'd be happier had you not rescued me. Perhaps
living in peace with your parents is more your style.
Rhys: Oh, I don't know. That life wasn't easy. I have a small, frail body,
and there were few jobs for me in our village. My parents were always worried
about me. I was sick all the time, and constantly getting bumps and scrapes.
They only agreed to let me follow you because you were a strong mercenary
group! They figured I would be safe.
Titania: There must be safer jobs out there! You could be a fisherman, or a
botanist! Do you like plants?
Rhys: Oh, that would bore me to tears! ...Titania... I love this job. I don't
want to quit. I was a sickly child, and I didn't get out much. I used to sit
inside and listen to the other children play... In those years, my uncle took
me under his wing. He was a mercenary, too. He used to spin unbelievable yarns
about his exotic travels and fantastic battles... It inspired me.
Titania: I had no idea!
Rhys: Kinda funny, isn't it? You know, I shouldn't say this, but... Sometimes,
when we fight one long battle after another... It makes me happy. I feel like
I belong.
Titania: You're a big part of our company, Rhys. I'm glad to hear you say so.
-A Support-
Rhys: Hello, Titania. Could I join your training again today?
Titania: Sure, go ahead! Looks like you're getting your strength back. You
look healthy.
Rhys: Yes. Thanks to you.
Titania: Oh, I didn't do much... Say, Rhys? What do you think of Ike?
Rhys: Ike? Well, I'm not the person to be judging another's battle skills, so
I guess you want to know my take of the man... Ike... Well, despite his
appearance... and the occasional angry outburst... he can be very thoughtful.
Most importantly, he has doggedness, determination, and grit. He possesses
the strength to turn ideal into reality. I think he is the right choice to
lead the Greil Mercenaries.
Titania: I agree with you. But he is still young. He still has much to
learn, and I wonder how those experiences will shape him. ...Frankly, I'm a
little concerned.
Rhys: Why is that?
Titania: Our company is only going to grow, and he will soon face many hard
choices... and also some temptations. Oh, we'll make money... But we're going
to get job offers that will result in people getting hurt. Or worse. And to
feed and equip a group of this size, we'll need jobs with a certain amount of
risk.
Rhys: Commander Greil faced those same problems, didn't he?
Titania: He did, but Greil... He was different. The original Greil Mercenaries
were famous for not being typical mercenaries. Sometimes we took on jobs for
free... and we helped countless people at the expense of our own coffers.
Rhys: I believe that Ike holds the same ideals as Commander Greil.
Titania: I'm sure he does. ...Yes, I'm sure of it. Ike will definitely find
reasons for us to fight and live. He'll pick the right path. I won't have to
tell him anything. All we have to do is believe in Ike and follow him... to
the end.
Rhys: Agreed.
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Rhys/Mia (RM021)
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-C Support-
Mia: Oh... It's you? YOU!? RHYS!? Well, can't be picky, I guess... Hiyaaa!
Take this weapon, cur!
Rhys: Um... Oh, hello, Mia. What is this? A sword? Yes, I think that's
right... Ooof! It's heavy!
Mia: Yessir! Who would have thought it was gonna be you!? Funny, that. Now...
Get ready! En guarde!
Rhys: Yaaaa! Wait! S-stop, please! I don't know what's going on! I c-can't use
weapons!
Mia: Whaaat!? Oh, come on. You can use them a little, right? Riiiight?
Rhys: No! I've never even touched one before... B-but if you just want me to
hold it, I can. Hmmm... I hold this end, right?
Mia: ...Oh, this is so disappointing! I had my fortune read the other day, and
the old crone told me that I'd soon come across my one true foe! "With white
robes flowing in the breeze, your archrival rides toward you..." Oh, I was so
looking forward to it!
Rhys: Um... sorry to disappoint you. I'm pretty sure that it's not me.
Mia: Aw, it's not your fault, Rhys. I was just prepped for a big fight with my
archrival, and then you came walking by... Thought maybe it was you, you know?
Rhys: Um... I can just stand here and hold the sword if you want to hit it a
few times.
Mia: Nah, forget it. I don't want you to get hurt. I'll give up for today...
Shucks.
-B Support-
Rhys: Oh, hello, Mia. Um... You're not going to throw a sword at me again, are
you?
Mia: Huh? Oh, heya, Rhys. I was hoping to run into someone today... And guess
what? You showed up!
Rhys: Ahhh! Not that fortune-telling again! L-look, I d-didn't mean to
interrupt you... Let me just back away now...
Mia: No! Stick around! I could be wrong. Maybe fortune-telling can't predict
the future after all... Too bad! That crone had a great reputation. Wait...
Maaaaaybe...
Rhys: Yes?
Mia: Do you want to train with me, Rhys?
Rhys: Huh?
Mia: Oh, why didn't I see it before! You have what it takes to be a legendary
swordsman! You just don't realize it yet. There is awesome potential within
you. And when you finally realize it, you'll end up clashing with me as my
grand archrival!
Rhys: Hah! Haaa... Um... I don't think that's likely to happen, Mia.
Although... it's true that I once wanted to be a fighter, back when I was a
frail child.
Mia: Aha! I knew it! You can't give up unharnessed talent like yours just
because you're frail! Give it a try. C'mon! I'll train you myself! We'll start
with the basics.
Rhys: You... will?
Mia: Of course... even if I am training the man that will one day be my most
hated rival! We better get cracking!
-A Support-
Mia: Uhhh... look, I'm really sorry. It looks like I pushed you a little hard.
Rhys: No... I wanted to be a myrmidon. And I had fun... Well... before the
cramps started. Oooh, the cramps... Yaaaaa...
Mia: Are you sure you're well? You've been running a fever for days! Are you
really going to battle like this?
Rhys: It'll be fine. I'm not overdoing it. I'll just support everyone from the
rearguard. And I'll have you looking out for me, right?
Mia: Of course! I feel responsible for your safety. I always try to look out
for you and make sure you're holding up. You know, I've been thinking for a
bit... And... Um... And I've decided to stop believing in fortune-telling.
Rhys: Well... maybe the fortune's meaning was just mixed up--
Mia: Hogwash! No more excuses! It's all a bunch of hooey! But hey, wait a
second... "With white robes flowing in the breeze, your archrival rides toward
you..." ...RIDES toward you... Could he be a mounted soldier and not a
myrmidon?
Rhys: Huh?
Mia: You may be horse-riding material, Rhys. Yeah, that's it! Marching is a
lot easier on horseback. Wouldn't that be better for you?
Rhys: What!? Me on h-horseback!?
Mia: Yeah! You wear white, too! Don't you think you'd look dashing on
horseback!? Swing your staff from the top of a horse and I'll fight in style
beside you!
Rhys: Whoa... hold it right there, Mia...
Mia: All right! It's settled, then! We've got to get you training!
Rhys: Hold it! You've got the wrong guy...
Mia: No, I don't. We're destined to meet!
Rhys: We are?
Mia: Yes! I can't think of anyone else that could be the man of my destiny!
Rhys: D-destiny!? Wait a second... I thought I was your archrival!
Mia: Never mind the details! I am counting on you, Rhys!
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Rhys/Rolf (RR022)
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-C Support-
Rolf: Rhys!
Rhys: Hello, Rolf. Oof! Thanks for the hug! Why are you running like that?
Did something happen?
Rolf: Nope. I just ran because I saw you! Say, how are you feeling?
Rhys: Today I feel fine, thanks. I did light exercise this morning and
finished all my breakfast.
Rolf: Oh, I'm glad to hear that! When it's hard for you, let me know! I
remember when you used to get sick and stay in bed all the time! But here you
are, fighting every day.
Rhys: Ha! I remember those days... This new job is hard sometimes, but it's
nice to be with everyone.
Rolf: I know! All that you and me and Mist ever did was stay behind at the
stupid fort while everyone else was fighting. Being left alone was sad and
scary, huh?
Rhys: Yes, I suppose it was... Remember the time we heard Commander Greil
discussing that dangerous mission in the strategy room? When our friends
left the fort, the three of us prayed so hard for their safe return... Those
were the longest days of my life.
Rolf: That's why I'm scared to fight sometimes... But I still think it's good
that we're fighting together now!
Rhys: Positive thoughts are always a help. It's pointless to focus on the
negative all the time.
Rolf: You said it, Rhys! Let's think positively! Otherwise, I...
Rhys: Otherwise what, Rolf?
Rolf: Oh, um... nothing! I gotta go see Mist now. See you later, Rhys!
Rhys: Hmm...
-B Support-
Rolf: Oh, Rhys! What's wrong?
Rhys: Hm? Nothing, Rolf.
Rolf: Are you feeling sick? Are you gonna barf?
Rhys: No, no. What makes you think that?
Rolf: Don't lie! I can tell! Your hands and face always turn pale when you're
sick! Let me see your hands!
Rhys: Hey, stop that! I'm only wearing gloves because they're fashionable
right now! Don't take those...
Rolf: AHA! They're cold! Cold as ice! You're supposed to tell me when you're
having a rough time of it!
Rhys: ...Sorry, Rolf. But I'm well enough to move around a battlefield, so
I'll be all right.
Rolf: You're talking about a battlefield, Rhys! Not some fort! Don't pretend
to be fine if you're not! You'll end up dead if you keep doing stuff like that!
Rhys: Rolf... I... I'm sorry...
Rolf: Hmph!
Rhys: I'm really sorry, Rolf. I wish... Cough! I wish I wasn't so frail. It
would be nice to be strong.
Rolf: Well, I wish your staff could heal sicknesses and not just big gaping
axe wounds!
Rhys: So do I... Sigh... I wish I had a better plan than just waiting for it
to pass.
Rolf: Well, I'll ask Ike to let us fight together. At least then I can keep an
eye on you.
Rhys: Thanks, Rolf...
-A Support-
Rolf: Rhys?
Rhys: Rolf? What's up?
Rolf: You're feeling better today, huh? I'm glad. You were so sick last time...
Rhys: All I ever do is cause you to worry... Maybe I should just leave the
mercenaries. I don't want to be a burd--
Rolf: No! You're wrong! That's not what I meant at all!
Rhys: I know, Rolf. But... It's hard for me. The fighting is difficult enough,
but to cause everyone grief on top of it... And it's not just you, either. I
cause Ike and Titania trouble, too. Maybe I'll just pack my things--
Rolf: N-no! I don't want you to go! If you leave, I'll cry! I wasn't blaming
you, you know? You can't help being barfy all the time.
Rhys: Rolf...
Rolf: Oh, that's not what I meant. Listen, just count on me, all right? I'll
help you.
Rhys: What did you say?
Rolf: Fighting our enemies is really scary! In fact, once I almost wet my...
Anyway! I don't want anyone to die. Before, all I could do was wait and pray,
but now I can fight and defend everyone! That makes it easier to focus.
Rhys: I understand.
Rolf: That's why I want to defend you, Rhys! If I know that I always have to
defend you, it will make me less scared. And the more I do it, the stronger I
get! So don't you dare leave us!
Rhys: Rolf... You... You've really grown up. All right, it's a deal! I won't
hide anything from now on. And I'll count on you, too! You can be my very own
knight in leather armor!
Rolf: Yeah, that'll be great! ...Um, hey, Rhys? Don't tell anyone that I
almost... All right?
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Rhys/Kieran (RK023)
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-C Support-
Kieran: Hey, Rhys! Nice day, isn't it.
Rhys: Oh, hello Kier... Yaaaa! What happened to you!?
Kieran: Huh? What is it?
Rhys: Th-there's blood gushing down the side of your head!
Kieran: Hm? Why, so there is... Isn't that odd?
Rhys: Odd? Please, hold still! Just stay there! Let me get my heal staff
and--
Kieran: Heal staff? Bah! I'm fine! A scratch like this will heal itself! You
should have seen the time I fought the Giant Scorpions of--
Rhys: Oh, my goodness! Are you kidding!? Please! Hold still... ...Phew! That
should do it. But... how did you hurt yourself?
Kieran: Oh, I was just training over there... Must have gotten a little
crazy! Hiyaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaa!
Rhys: Who were you sparring with? And why did they hit you hard enough to
draw blood?
Kieran: Sparring? Ha! No one spars with Kieran! I'm too much man for them!
No, I was just swinging my axe around.
Rhys: H-how do you cut yourself swinging--
Kieran: Rhys? I'm a Crimean knight! We fear neither blood, nor pain, nor
terribly sharp implements being inserted into our...
Rhys: Ooooooohhh...
Kieran: ...Eh? What's wrong, Rhys?
Rhys: I... I'm sorry. I just got a little lightheaded there... Do you always
put yourself through such harsh training?
Kieran: Of course! I'm a Crimean knight! I never cut corners in my training!
Why, even if the enemy were to lance me with a thousand barbed and poisoned
needles, I would never stop!
Rhys: Well, that's an... admirable attitude... But I'm still concerned... Oh,
dear me.
-B Support-
Rhys: Ah, Kieran. There you are.
Kieran: Oh, hello, Rhys! What brings you here?
Rhys: May I watch you train? I figured someone with a heal staff should be
around, just in case an accident happens.
Kieran: Ha ha ha! Aren't you a worrywart! But being watched is good! Now I can
take my training to the next level! All right! Watch this!
Rhys: Oh, er... I'm just here to see that you don't get hurt... Oh, do be
careful... No! Don't juggle the lance, too!
Kieran: Behold the awesome power of Crimean Royal Knight Fifth Platoon Captain
Kieran! Now I call this little trick-- Nnngg...! Gaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaa! ...Ah,
nuts.
Rhys: Oh, dear heavens! Oh, this is terrible. Stay right there! Let me take
care of you...
Kieran: Ho, I'm fine! Don't worry about old Kieran! I just need to pull this
axe out of my head here... Whooo, that's sharp!
-A Support-
Rhys: Are you... training again, Kieran?
Kieran: Oh, Rhys! Say, thanks for helping me out the other day! Who knew that
head wounds bled so much? Of course, this one time a sellsword tried to jam
hot coals inside my--
Rhys: Please, Kieran! Stop! You have to think about your own safety!
Kieran: Safety? Ha ha ha! I'm not a coward! Crimean knights fear nothing!
Never! Why, not even the threat of merciless--
Rhys: I know! I know, but... If something happens to you, it will ruin your
reputation.
Kieran: My reputation?
Rhys: Your gravestone is going to say: "Here lies Kieran the knight! He
suffered a massive hemorrhage in training and died cold and alone." Are you
all right with that?
Kieran: Hmm... Y-yes, that could be bad... Why, no one would ever remember the
time that I fought the Mad Crocodile of Upper--
Rhys: Please! Promise me that you won't do any more dangerous training.
Kieran: Wha--?! Oh, that's a hard pill to swallow! But if I die in training
before hitting the battlefield, it would be a shame... Oh, what to do...
Rhys: We'd be in trouble if we lose you, Kieran! Er... Oh! Yes! You see, we
can't achieve victory without our greatest soldier--that would be you--in our
army!
Kieran: I see. Yes, you're right! You're absolutely right! Our army's finest
warrior cannot afford to push it too far! Very well. I'm not sure how this
will work, but I will take better care of myself! From now on... simple
training!
Rhys: Phew... Thanks for your understanding. I'll come check on you from time
to time. Remember! Take it easy!
Kieran: Sure, no problem! Hmmm... I guess I'll just... sit down here and...
knit... something... Ooo, look! A bear!
Rhys: No, Kieran! Noooooooo!
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Rhys/Ulki (RK024)
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-C Support-
Rhys: Um... H-hello! Hello there!
Ulki: Mmm?
Rhys: Er... I'm... I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you mad! I just wanted to
talk to--
Ulki: I'm not mad. Can I help you with something?
Rhys: Ooh! Oooooh! I'm so glad! I'm Rhys! N-nice to meet you!
Ulki: Er... hello. I am Ulki.
Rhys: Er... Well... Say, you can really fly with those wings, huh?! I saw you
turn into a hawk before... It was amazing! I envy you!
Ulki: Mrrr?
Rhys: Oh, sorry... That probably sounds weird. I've always been sickly. When I
was little, I spent a lot of time in bed. So... I used to gaze out the window
and see all the little birds flying around the sky... It must be fantastic!
Flying wherever you want, whenever you want?!
Ulki: Um... Fantastic. Yes. I suppose. I never thought of it.
Rhys: Oh, I don't blame you! After all, you've been flying since you were
born... Soaring through the skies like a puffy cloud!
Ulki: Mmm? Clouds do not soar... I am confused.
-B Support-
Rhys: Ulki!
Ulki: Oh, the sickly beorc. Hello.
Rhys: I had the honor of seeing you battle the other day! Your 360-degree
loops were extraordinary!
Ulki: ...I did a loop?
Rhys: And right after that, you circled many times and then dived at that
soldier... BLAM!! Hee hee! Oh, you're something else!
Ulki: Well... I suppose...
Rhys: Oh, how I wish I could soar through the air like that!
Ulki: Er, yes. You mentioned that.
Rhys: On sunny days, I'd take to the skies and land on a high mountain peak,
then gaze down on the villages below... Oh, just thinking about it makes me so
happy! Ahhhhhh... Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh...
Ulki: Er... yes. I suppose... Flying could also help you take care of injured
people.
Rhys: Hey, that's a great thought! I could just zoom right over and treat the
victim! I'd love to do it!
Ulki: Hmm... Well... Do you want to... give it a try?
Rhys: Huh!? But h-how!? I don't have wings or anything... Oh, wait... Are you
serious?!
Ulki: ...
-A Support-
Rhys: Ulki! Oh, my dear friend Ulki! I'm so looking forward to the next
battle! I mean, fighting is terrifying and I'd like to avoid it and all
that... But I'm going to be so useful!
Ulki: I'm glad to hear--
Rhys: But I have to hang on to your back! No matter what... Oh, may I practice
with you just one more time? Please? Pleeeeease?
Ulki: Er... No. I can't use up any more energy before battle...
Rhys: Oh, I see... I apologize... Yes, very sorry... Um... Say... Does
shifting tire you?
Ulki: Yes.
Rhys: What!? Oh no! But... You let me practice with you! For days! Yesterday
we flew for nine hours!
Ulki: Well... It was my fault for not saying anything. You looked so happy
that... I didn't have a chance to bring it up.
Rhys: You know what? I think you're pale... And your eyes are all bloodshot...
... I'm sorry... Let's just forget it...
Ulki: Perhaps we should. It might be dangerous for me to go into battle like
this.
Rhys: I agree...
Ulki: But... if we ever have some free time, I will take you on a ride.
Rhys: Whooo-hoooo! Yes, thank you! That would be great, Ulki!!
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*Shinon*
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Shinon/Gatrie (SG025)
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-C Support-
Gatrie: ...Huff... ...Puff... Maybe I should... Oh! Or then again, I could...
Hmm... No, I won't do that...
Shinon: Hey.
Gatrie: Hm? Oh, hey, Shinon!
Shinon: What in the heck are you doing? It's really annoying.
Gatrie: Shhh! It's a secret!
Shinon: Whatever. See you around.
Gatrie: W-wait! I'm just joking! Stop being so mean and listen for a second!
Shinon: I will if you buy dinner tonight.
Gatrie: Mmmm... Oh, all right. But you better give me good advice!
Shinon: Of course, of course. So, what's on your mind?
Gatrie: I'm thinking about the reward that we're going to get. I'm not sure
what to do with it.
Shinon: Up to you. Spend it however you please.
Gatrie: But every time I spend money, you give me a hard time!
Shinon: I do? How?
Gatrie: What about the other day, when I bought the Ultimate Shield?!
Shinon: Gatrie, that was a castle gate. Hey, did you ever give that back?
That guard thought you were a thief.
Gatrie: And remember the SpeedBring 4000? That secret elixir that boosts speed
just by sprinkling it all over your body--
Shinon: You mean that putrid snake oil? You dumped the whole bottle on your
head without smelling it first.
Gatrie: But that wonderful little potion worked! I DID move faster!
Shinon: You moved faster because thirty stray dogs were chasing you.
Gatrie: See! You're giving me a hard time again!
Shinon: Oh, did I hurt your feelings? Wow, it sure is fun to tell you the
truth and have you grumble at me in return.
Gatrie: No, no! I didn't mean to... Er... Sorry.
Shinon: Hmm... You're too honest sometimes...
Gatrie: Hee hee! You're embarrassing me!
Shinon: All right, let's go eat! Now that's spending wisely!
Gatrie: Yeah, let's... Wait a minute, Shinon! You didn't help me at all! This
isn't part of the deal!
-B Support-
Gatrie: Say, Shinon!
Shinon: I’m busy. Come back later.
Gatrie: I really want to ask you something. Right now!
Shinon: No, Gatrie.
Gatrie: I’ll pay for dinner again.
Shinon: Get lost.
Gatrie: We’ll eat somewhere more expensive tonight.
Shinon: Appetizers?
Gatrie: Sure! You can order anything you want!
Shinon: All right, then. I think can spare some time for my brother-in-arms.
Gatrie: Aw, thanks Shinon! I owe you one!
Shinon: ...Well? What do you want?
Gatrie: Well, actually... What I need to ask you is...
Shinon: Spit it out!
Gatrie: Well, it’s... Oh, I don’t know. Do you really want to hear it?
Shinon: Do that one more time, and I’ll put an arrow through your eye!
Gatrie: W-wait! Just a minute! I’ll tell you now... Are you ready?
Shinon: Aaaaaarrrgh!
Gatrie: Ihaveanewgirlfriend!!!!
Shinon: A new girlfriend? Is she blind or something?
Gatrie: I met her in town yesterday! She’s soooo cute! I’m telling you, she’s
the one for me!
Shinon: Well, I’m happy for you. Oh, I see. You want to ask me what kind of
gift to give her, right?
Gatrie: Tee hee hee! Yeah, that’s right! What should I give her?
Shinon: I know everything there is to know about gift giving, my friend.
I’ll tell you all about it over a fine meal.
Gatrie: Please do, romance master!
-A Support-
Gatrie: ...
Shinon: What the...?
Gatrie: ...
Shinon: Why are you standing out here like a scarecrow?
Gatrie: Hey, Shinon. I’m just waiting for my girlfriend.
Shinon: Oh. Her. Right. You’re still dating?
Gatrie: Yep! And when I gave her the gift that you picked out for me...
boy, was she happy! In fact, I’ll tell you a secret... we’re getting
married!
Shinon: Aren’t you rushing it a little?
Gatrie: Oh, no! You see, she’s terminally ill. She has Brain Stones. It’s
really bad. She only had a few days left to live. And since she didn’t have
enough money to pay for the treatment... I thought it was time to spend my
gold!
Shinon: You paid for it?
Gatrie: Yep! Every last gold piece! And guess what? The treatment cost
exactly as much as I had! It’s fate, isn’t it? Oh, with a coincidence like
this, I know that we’re meant for each other!
Shinon: ...You’ve got to be kidding me.
Gatrie: Between the war and her illness, times are pretty rough, so we decided
to have the wedding right away. I was supposed to meet her here and then
introduce her to the company. I wanted to do it in style, you know? But she’s
not here yet... Oh, wait is that... No, that’s a horse. Hmmm... I’m a little
worried. I went to her house this morning, but I think I got the address wrong.
All I found was an abandoned shack. But it’ll be all right! She knows I’m with
this army, and... And...
Shinon: Gatrie? She’s not coming. You’ve been conned.
Gatrie: Whaaat!? No, I don’t believe it! She’s such a fine girl! So pure and
kind! She’d never hornswoggle ol’ Gatrie!
Shinon: How can someone with only days left to live manage to walk the s
treets looking for a knight with lots of money?
Gatrie: Because... Because she needed to meet me! It’s fate! Remember?
Shinon: Then whey isn’t she here?
Gatrie: B-because... Um... Wolves?
Shinon: No, Gatrie. It’s not wolves.
Gatrie: Oh... Hee hee! Hee hee hee! I guess ol’ Gatrie... Whaa ha ha! I guess
I got taken again! Whaa ha ha ha... Whooo! Oh man, I’ll never learn.
Shinon: Tell me what she looks like.
Gatrie: Huh? Why?
Shinon: All your money? That’s going too far. I’ll find her and... get it
back.
Gatrie: Well... Nah, that’s all right. I mean, it’s my fault anyway.
Shinon: Are you sure? She must be laughing her head off by now.
Gatrie: Well, at least it was a cute little head.
Shinon: Sigh... You’re hopeless, Gatrie. You know that?
Gatrie: Yeah, I know. But I don’t mind so much. It makes me kinda charming,
right?
Shinon: Well, I guess you don’t have to worry about what to do with your
money anymore.
Gatrie: Yeah, that’s right. Hey, if you look at it that way, it’s a blessing
in disguise!
Shinon: Let’s go find a watering hole with some cute waitresses. What do you
say?
Gatrie: Hey, that’s a great idea! Oh, but... I don’t have any money. Sorry,
Shinon. Maybe some other time.
Shinon: Forget it. It’s my treat.
Gatrie: Are...are you sure?
Shinon: Yep.
Gatrie: Hee hee hee!
Shinon: What’s so funny?
Gatrie: Supper on your gold piece? This is my lucky day!
Shinon: Hopeless.
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Shinon/Rolf (SR026)
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-C Support-
Rolf: Uncle Shinon! Wait, Uncle Shinon!
Shinon: What do you want, Rolf?
Rolf: Tee hee hee! Look at this!
Shinon: Why are you showing me this? It's just a piece of bent wood.
Rolf: No, Shinon. It's a bow! You gave me my first bow, and I wanted to return
the favor! I'm making it one whittle at a time. I know it's not exactly the
best-looking weapon out there, but... I hope you'll use it!
Shinon: Meh. Maybe if I overhauled it... I may be able to... call it a... bow.
This thing is going to break the first time I fire it! You want me to be
unarmed on the battlefield? Is that it?
Rolf: I... I don't--
Shinon: Look, to begin with, you used the wrong kind of wood. This is much too
hard and inflexible. Remember the bow I made for you? It didn't look like
this, did it?
Rolf: B-but... I worked so hard! It should be just like yours!
Shinon: Not even close.
Rolf: N-not... not even... Wh... Whaaaaaaa! Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Shinon: Ah, crud. Don't start bawling! Look, let me give you a quick lesson.
Rolf: Whaaaaa... Really!? Promise? Oh, I'm so happy! Yay! Yay! I love you,
Unkie Shinon!
Shinon: Yeah, yeah, it's a promise. Now quit clinging to me like a lost dog.
Hey, seriously! Rolf...!
-B Support-
Rolf: Look, look, Uncle Shinon! Doesn't it look like a bow now?
Shinon: I guess you could... categorize it as a bow. Maybe. If you closed your
eyes.
Rolf: So will you use--
Shinon: No way! I don't want to die just yet.
Rolf: Wha... Whaaa... Oh, fine! I'll just use it myself.
Shinon: Oh, for the love of... Rolf! Wait!
Rolf: What?
Shinon: Give me the bow.
Rolf: Did you change your mind?
Shinon: Yeah. I suddenly got this... uh... weird urge to take it.
Rolf: Really? All right! Whooooo! Here you go, Uncle Shinon!
Shinon: Thanks. Um... see you later.
Rolf: Wow. I bet Uncle Shinon will just love my bow! It'll be his favorite bow
ever! But I wanna see him fire it... I know! I'll follow him. Tee hee hee!
Here I come, Uncle Shinon!
-A Support-
Shinon: Get over it, Rolf.
Rolf: ...
Shinon: Oh, come on! It was in your best interest.
Rolf: ...
Shinon: Psh! What a stubborn brat. If you're going to be like that, I'll just
leave.
Rolf: YOU THREW MY BOW AWAY!!
Shinon: Listen, Rolf. If I had let you onto a battlefield with that bow, you
would have been killed. I prevented your death in advance... Heck, I saved
your life! You should be thanking me.
Rolf: I know that, Uncle Shinon, but... I put my whole heart into that bow! I
just wanted you to be happy. The first time I went into battle, my feet were
shaking because I was so scared. But then I held the bow that you made for me,
and it gave me strength. And I said, "Rolf! You can do this!" I learned
absolutely everything from you! That's how I've stayed alive this whole time.
Shinon: ...But why on earth... Why would you depend on me like that? I mean, I
just taught you how to fire the bow on a whim.
Rolf: But it still made me happy! My brothers never let me do anything. They
still treat me like a baby. If you hadn't taught me archery, I'd be sitting at
home right now! I hate waiting around while everyone is fighting for their
lives. I mean, we all made it back yesterday but... What about today? Or
tomorrow? At home, all you do is wait and wait and feel terrible. I hate it!
Shinon: Rolf, I know how you feel, but... adults don't want to send kids to a
battlefield if they can help it. Only a complete madman wants to be involved
in the death of someone else. Especially if it's a kid. But the sad thing is,
it's more about making ourselves feel better than saving the life of another.
The fear of being responsible for a death is always in the back of our minds,
so we try to lessen the guilt as much as possible. Humans... most humans...
feel the pain of others. Holding that back is a lot harder than you think.
Rolf: Wow. I never thought about that.
Shinon: It's a rough lesson to learn. Bah! I hate adults like nothing else.
All ego and pride... Kids live a more honorable existance. But you're growing
up fast. So the sooner you learn to survive, the better.
Rolf: So that's why you taught me archery, isn't it? It wasn't just a whim!
Shinon: ...Well... Maybe... But if that's what you want to think, and it puts
you in a good mood, it's fine by me.
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-C Support-
Janaff: Ho! You there! Halt!
Shinon: ...
Janaff: Hey, did you hear me? I said halt!
Shinon: Who are you?
Janaff: I'll ask the questions, thanks. Hmmm... I haven't seen your face
around here before. Are you a new recruit? State your name and unit.
Shinon: I don't have time to answer questions from ignorant half-breeds.
Janaff: W-what? What did you call me!? Hey! I'm talking to you, jerk!
Shinon: Say that again... Go ahead. It'll be the last thing you ever say.
Janaff: I'm not afraid of you, human! Crossing me is the worst decision you'll
ever make.
Shinon: ...
Janaff: ...
Shinon: You're lucky, half-breed. I'll let you go this time.
Janaff: Pah! It's me who's letting you go. And don't forget it, human!
-B Support-
Shinon: Oh, look, it's the half-breed birdbrain. What a pleasant surprise.
Peck anyone lately?
Janaff: Don't start with me, you human jerk.
Shinon: I hear you're a bodyguard for the king of Phoenicis. Not a bad gig...
considering how scrawny you are.
Janaff: I hear you knew Greil for ages. They say he betrayed his men and aided
Daein before fleeing to Crimea.
Shinon: Are you calling him a traitor?! Dastard! You'll die for that! No...
I'm not going to do this. I'm a true mercenary. I won't give you the
satisfaction of a free fight.
Janaff: ...I don't get you, human. You have no clan and no master... What are
you fighting for?
Shinon: I fight to live. That's all. Doesn't everyone? It's not like people
kill each other for fun.
Janaff: You don't?
Shinon: What?
Janaff: You don't kill for fun? You don't enjoy it?
Shinon: No. Why, do you?
Janaff: I thought you humans... liked to kill. That's why you make weapons.
Why you hunt animals for sport.
Shinon: Ha! We make weapons to protect ourselves from you half-breeds! Only
wealthy bluestockings with too much time on their hands hunt for sport!
Janaff: ...
Shinon: Man, what an idiot...
Janaff: Wait! I have more questions! Rrrr! Human jerk!
-A Support-
Janaff: Oh. There you are.
Shinon: ...
Janaff: Shinon, right? Do you have a moment?
Shinon: Huh? Oh, it's the half-breed birdbrain! Life is full of surprises, and
not all of them are the good kind.
Janaff: Don't lash out at me, you huma... Er... I'm sorry about the other day.
Shinon: Y-you're what?
Janaff: I misunderstood the beorc. I thought all beorcs liked killing, and
that we could never learn to live with one another.
Shinon: Why did you join Ike's army if you feel that way? Did the king order
it?
Janaff: No. The relationship with our king is not one-sided like that. If we
do not deem the king's orders to be right and just, we will not obey them.
Shinon: Then why did you join?
Janaff: Commander Ike saved one of my friends in Serenes. Though my first duty
is always as Prince Reyson's bodyguard, I also hope to return the favor. I
trust the commander. I... like him.
Shinon: Ha! At least someone does.
Janaff: Hm?
Shinon: I've always hated Ike. He gets everything handed to him and takes it
all for granted.
Janaff: But that's not his fault, is it? One can't decide their parentage.
Shinon: ...Nah, I suppose it's not his fault. But you know what? It's my
choice to feel this way, so I'll keep doing it.
Janaff: Heh. You've got that right.
Shinon: Wait, wait. Why am I talking about this stuff with you?
Janaff: You know what, Shinon? You kind of... You remind me of me when I was
young.
Shinon: Huh?
Janaff: I used to be quite the daredevil before I grew into adulthood. Nothing
ever seemed to please me.
Shinon: How old are you, anyway?
Janaff: I'm a bit over 110 years old.
Shinon: Wha--?! You half-br... you guys must have a different way of counting
than us humans.
Janaff: Don't spring, summer, fall, and winter make a year in your calendar,
too?
Shinon: So if I'm twenty-seven, you must be at least... eighty-five years
older than me!
Janaff: Indeed. So give me some respect, you young pup. If you run into
trouble in the future, come see me. I'll give you the kind of advice that only
an elder can give.
Shinon: Oh, hey! Hold on! Um... tell me more about your life. You've seen a
lot, you know?
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*Gatrie*
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