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    Character Support FAQ by Muff

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    *_FIRE EMBLEM_* (Gameboy Advance)
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    Character Support FAQ
    
    Version: 0.97
    
    July 4, 2004
    
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    TABLE OF CONTENTS
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    I.     Introduction
    II.    Version History
    III.   Character List
    IV.    Pent and Louise
    V.     Conversation Codes
    VI.    Support Conversations
    VII.   Frequently Asked Questions
    VIII.  Contact Information
    IX.    Credits
    X.     Copyright Information
    
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    INTRODUCTION
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         Greetings, and thanks for checking out my Character Support FAQ for Fire
    Emblem.  This is my VERY FIRST submission to GameFAQS and I hope you will at
    the very least find this guide slightly entertaining.
    
         This FAQ will eventually(I hope) include the many support conversations
    found in Fire Emblem, and I will add a few of my own comments on what I think
    of the conversation.
    
         For those who don't know what a support conversation is well I will try
    and explain it to you.  In the game almost every character has special or
    secret conversations with other characters, these can be discussions on topics
    such as past events, what they think of each other, or even what they had for
    breakfast.  In order to get the support conversations or SC's as I will refer
    to them as you must put two characters that you wish to have a SC together
    adjacent to one another and leave them there for a certain amount of turns.
    The amount of turns it exactly takes varies from person to person and after the
    required amount of turns together has passed a new option will appear on the
    characters action menu called "Support", simply pushing this will begin a SC
    with another character.  You can check the status of your SC's by going into
    the menu screen and entering the "Unit" screen, from here simply move to the
    farthest left screen titled "Support Chance" and you will see a layout similar
    to this:
    
    Name          Ally
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    Eliwood      Hector     ---     ---
    Hector      Eliwood    Serra    ---
    Guy             ---     ---     ---
    Dorcas          ---     ---     ---
    Bartre          ---     ---     ---
    Rebecca       Lowen     ---     ---
    Serra        Hector  Matthew    ---
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         What all this means is that Eliwood can have a SC with Hector, and thus
    Hector can in turn have one with Eliwood.  Hector can also have a SC with
    Serra, and so on.  There are 3 levels of SC for each character that can get
    SC's with one another(does that make sense?) OK so Hector and Eliwood can have
    a total of 3 SC's with each other level "C", "B", and "A", but another
    limitation is that each character can only have a total of 5 SC's in one game
    meaning that if you wanted to see all 3 of Eliwood and Hectors chats but you
    also wanted to see all of Hector and Serras conversations then you would be out
    of luck since you can only get 5 total SC's in one play through.  You could get
    2 of Eliwood/Hector and 3 of Serra/Hector, or 2 of Serra/Hector and 3 of
    Eliwood/Hector but not the total 3 for each.  Seeing as how some characters can
    hace conversations with 5 or more characters, you will obviously have to replay
    this game a lot if you want them all.
    
         OK, hopefully that cleared up a little bit and I hope I will be able to
    at least try to get all of the conversations, even if it will take awhile.
    
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    VERSION HISTORY
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    Version 0.00:  Started the guide (November 7, 2003)
    Version 0.10:  Added a mess of conversations (November 10, 2003)
    Version 0.15:  Completed Eliwood's section, added a few more conversations,
                   updated the character list, and added a new section: Credits.
                   (November 15, 2003)
    Version 0.20:  Completed Hector's section, Completed Lyn's section,
                   completed the character list.  (November 18, 2003)
    Version 0.25:  Completed Karla's section, Completed Priscilla's section with
                   some major help from Paul.  Worked on a few random Convos here
                   and there.
                   (November 22, 2003)
    Version 0.55:  Fixed an error where I had Farina listed twice in the character
                   list instead of Fiora.
                   Another one where I had exempted Ninian from the character list.
                   Fixed typing error of Legault as Lenault in Matthew's
                   Conversation list.
                   Fixed error where Geitz was listed with a conversation with
                   Farina instead of Fiora.
                   Completed Matthew's, Dorcas's, Ninian's and Jaffar's sections.
                   Added a "*" next to the pairing I have completed.
                   (November 29, 2003)
    Version 0.60:  It has been one whole month since I started this FAQ, I don't
                   know if this is where I expected it to be or not, but, with a
                   lot of work, and help, here it is... I am aiming at Christmas
                   for the date when I have all of he conversations completed.  I
                   will work on a new layout after that, I already have one in
                   mind... Anyways still a lot of work to go...
                   Completed Merlinus's, Farina's, and Renault's sections.
                   (December 7, 2003)
    Version 0.65:  Sorry for the lack of an update, I had Finals this past week,
                   now I'm free, Hazaa!
                   Completed Vaida's and Nino's section.  Removed the B from Guy
                   and Louise's conversation since they can only get as far as B
                   anyway, it is now a plain *.
                   (December 13, 2003)
    Version 0.70:  Trying to pile on the conversations, it may look like there is
                   a lot left to go by looking at the empty spots next to the name
                   but for each conversation I get done two stars get put in.
                   Not so sure about a Christmas release but ya never know...
                   Completed Harken's, Karel's, and Louise's sections. Got a few
                   random ones poked in here and there...
                   (December 18, 2003)
    Version 0.75:  Oh well... Looks like I'm out of time for that Christmas release,
                   sorry about that, with everything going on during the holidays I
                   never had the chance to really go at it.
                   Completed Pent's, Hawkeye's, Marcus's, and Wallace's sections.
                   (December 28, 2003)
    Version 0.76:  Here we go, I don't think I have this listed in my FAQ but if
                   some of you are having problems getting the support conversations
                   it might be that you are trying to get them during Lyndis's story
                   since the context of most of the conversations have to do with
                   events one year after Lyndis's story, it is understandable why
                   you cannot access them until you are in control as Eliwood as
                   your main character. Sorry no conversations this time I've been
                   busy. I'm getting close to having them all though...
                   Oh! I added a couple Frequently asked questions...
                   (Jan 5, 2004)
    Version 0.85:  starting to fill in the missing conversations from the specific
                   characters lists, thanks to friends sending in their own convos
                   to add to mine.
                   Hmm, a nice few sections are done now... lets see...
                   Completed Rebecca's, Bartre's, Raven's, Florina's, Erk's, and
                   Canas's sections. I might have said someone who I already did
                   or I might of missed out someone... just look through the
                   characters if your not sure who is done.
                   (January 15, 2004)
    Version 0.86:  Added Wil and Rath's conversation pairing, thanks to Tracy Smith.
                   With that I have completed another section...  ...... ...Rath's!
                   sorry, I had to scroll down to see which one it was I had
                   finished.
                   I've decided that the rnking thing needs a bit of fine tuning,
                   as you all may have noticed I have left those blank for the most
                   part.  It is just the way it is set up where conversations with
                   no comedy, but indeed are very interesting and great, get a poor
                   rating because of the way it is set up, so for conversations with
                   no comedy I will replace COMEDIC VALUE with INTEREST LEVEL...
                   I guess that makes it fair... ...... Writing all these
                   conversations has put me in the habit of putting ...'s in places
                   where I would normally put a comma... ... ...... anyways, I have
                   very few left to do and I hope to have them done this week,
                   cause I am moving after that and I doubt I'll be able to work on
                   this in awhile since I won't have access to a computer.  Again
                   if this is the last update in a while, which I hope it won't be,
                   thanks a lot to everyone for reading my FAQ, and a special thanks
                   to those who have given me any kind of help at all, wheter it be
                   sending me conversations to add, or just plain saying keep up the
                   good work.
                   (January 19, 2004)
    Version 0.90:  This is my final update...
                   Completed Serra's, Lucius's, Dart's, and Wil's Sections...
                   This is it. I'm leaving tommorow, this is as far as my FAQ goes
                   I'm afraid... When I get access to a computer I will try and
                   finish it up. Until then...
    Version 0.95:  Hey I got a chance to update the FAQ so here it is, this should
                   now contain all the conversations in the game;
                   Support conversations anyways...
                   Uh I might update a bit later just to clean the errors and
                   mistakes undoubtedly rampant throughout this FAQ.
                   I'll probably add stuff like the bonuses the supports give to
                   characters stats and of course which supports result in endings
    
                   On another note I haven't checked all my mail to see who I owe
                   credit too so if your name is not in the credits just mail me
                   and if I remember you :P I'll put ya in. Just be sure to tell me
                   what ya want to be credit as in my FAQ.
    Version 0.96:  Back from the grave! I decided to add a conversation code to help
                   search for specific conversations.  Just hit the Ctrl+F combo and
                   type in the conversation code, and away you go.  Also picked up
                   on a few typos...
    Version 0.97:  Back again with another update! this time I just added a section
                   about Pent and Louise, and basically which levels unlock their
                   conversations.  See you next update.
    
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    CHARACTER LIST
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    The following is a character list and how many people they can have SC's with
    and who, as well as the rate at which they gain points going towards an SC, as
    there are three different levels C, B, and A and a different amount of
    turns stood next to each other is needed for different people.  Their growth
    rates may vary, as well as their starting values.
    
    Ex/ of rate  25/2
    
    25 is the starting value, and 2 is how much it goes up by each turn the
    characters stay together.
    
    The amount needed for each SC level is as follows:
    
    Level C:   81 points
    Level B:  161 points
    Level A:  241 points
    
    A "*" next to the growth rate means I have the conversations done for that pair
    of characters.
    
    Character          No. of Supports          With          Growth Rate
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    Eliwood                   7                Fiora              0/2 *
                                              Harken             25/3 *
                                              Hector             72/3 *
                                               Lowen             20/2 *
                                              Lyndis             10/2 *
                                              Marcus             25/2 *
                                              Ninian              0/5 *
    
    Hector                    7              Eliwood             72/3 *
                                              Farina              0/1 *
                                             Florina              5/2 *
                                              Lyndis              0/3 *
                                             Matthew             20/3 *
                                               Oswin             20/2 *
                                               Serra             15/1 *
    
    Lyndis                    7              Eliwood             10/2 *
                                             Florina             76/4 *
                                              Hector              0/3 *
                                                Kent             20/3 *
                                                Rath             15/4 *
                                             Wallace             15/2 *
                                                 Wil             15/3 *
    
    Sain                      7                Fiora              0/2 *
                                                Kent             30/3 *
                                             Isadora              0/1 *
                                              Louise              0/1 *
                                           Priscilla              0/2 *
                                             Rebecca              0/2 *
                                               Serra              0/2 *
    
    Matthew                   6               Hector             20/3 *
                                                 Guy             10/3 *
                                              Jaffar              0/1 *
                                             Legault              0/2 *
                                               Oswin              5/2 *
                                               Serra              5/1 *
    
    Serra                     7                  Erk              2/1 *
                                             Florina              0/1 *
                                              Hector             15/1 *
                                              Lucius              0/2 *
                                             Matthew              5/1 *
                                               Oswin             10/1 *
                                                Sain              0/2 *
    
    Guy                       5                Karel              5/3 *
                                              Louise              0/1 *
                                             Matthew             10/3 *
                                           Priscilla              0/2 *
                                                Rath              0/4 *
    
    Priscilla                 7                  Erk             15/3 *
                                                 Guy              0/2 *
                                               Heath              0/2 *
                                              Lucius              5/2 *
                                               Oswin              0/2 *
                                               Raven             20/3 *
                                                Sain              0/2 *
    
    Rebecca                   7                 Dart             35/3 *
                                              Louise              0/3 *
                                               Lowen              5/2 *
                                                Nino              0/3 *
                                               Raven              0/2 *
                                                Sain              0/2 *
                                                 Wil             30/3 *
    
    Kent                      6               Farina              0/1 *
                                               Fiora              0/3 *
                                               Heath              0/2 *
                                              Lyndis             20/3 *
                                                Sain             30/3 *
                                             Wallace             15/2 *
    
    Lowen                     5              Eliwood             20/2 *
                                              Harken             15/3 *
                                             Isadora             10/3 *
                                              Marcus             20/3 *
                                             Rebecca              5/2 *
    
    Dorcas                    5               Bartre             15/3 *
                                              Farina              0/1 *
                                               Geitz              0/3 *
                                               Oswin              0/2 *
                                               Vaida              0/2 *
    
    Bartre                    5                Canas              0/2 *
                                              Dorcas             15/3 *
                                               Karla              5/4 *
                                               Raven              0/1 *
                                             Renault              0/1 *
    
    Raven                     5               Bartre              0/1 *
                                              Lucius             30/3 *
                                           Priscilla             20/3 *
                                             Rebecca              0/2 *
                                                 Wil              0/1 *
    
    Florina                   7               Farina             35/3 *
                                               Fiora             35/4 *
                                              Hector              5/2 *
                                              Lyndis             76/4 *
                                              Ninian              0/4 *
                                                Nino              0/2 *
                                               Serra              0/1 *
    
    Fiora                     7              Eliwood              0/2 *
                                              Farina             30/3 *
                                             Florina             35/4 *
                                               Geitz              0/1 *
                                                Kent              0/3 *
                                                Pent             10/2 *
                                                Sain              0/2 *
    
    Rath                      3                  Guy              0/4 *
                                              Lyndis             15/4 *
                                                 Wil              0/2 *
    
    Erk                       5               Louise             20/2 *
                                                Nino              0/3 *
                                                Pent             25/3 *
                                           Priscilla             15/3 *
                                               Serra              2/1 *
    
    Lucius                    5                Karel              0/1 *
                                           Priscilla              5/2 *
                                               Raven             30/3 *
                                             Renault              0/2 *
                                               Serra              0/2 *
    
    Canas                     5               Bartre              0/2 *
                                                Nino              0/3 *
                                                Pent              0/3 *
                                             Renault              0/2 *
                                               Vaida              0/2 *
    
    Wil                       6                 Dart             20/3 *
                                              Lyndis             15/3 *
                                                Rath              0/2 *
                                               Raven              0/1 *
                                             Rebecca             30/3 *
                                             Wallace              0/2 *
    
    Merlinus                  3               Marcus              0/2 *
                                                Nino              0/2 *
                                               Vaida              0/1 *
    
    Oswin                     5               Dorcas              0/2 *
                                              Hector             20/2 *
                                             Matthew              5/2 *
                                           Priscilla              0/2 *
                                               Serra             10/1 *
    
    Marcus                    5              Eliwood             25/2 *
                                              Harken             20/2 *
                                             Isadora             15/3 *
                                               Lowen             20/3 *
                                            Merlinus              0/2 *
    
    Dart                      5               Farina              0/2 *
                                               Geitz              0/2 *
                                               Karel              0/2 *
                                             Rebecca             35/3 *
                                                 Wil             20/3 *
    
    Legault                   5                Heath              0/2 *
                                             Isadora              0/1 *
                                              Jaffar              5/1 *
                                             Matthew              0/2 *
                                                Nino              0/2 *
    
    Isadora                   7                Geitz              0/2 *
                                              Harken             40/4 *
                                             Legault              0/1 *
                                               Lowen             10/3 *
                                              Marcus             15/3 *
                                             Renault              0/1 *
                                                Sain              0/1 *
    
    Heath                     5                 Kent              0/2 *
                                             Legault              0/2 *
                                              Louise              0/1 *
                                           Priscilla              0/2 *
                                               Vaida              0/2 *
    
    Hawkeye                   3               Louise             20/3 *
                                              Ninian              0/3 *
                                                Pent             20/3 *
    
    Geitz                     5                 Dart              0/2 *
                                              Dorcas              0/3 *
                                               Fiora              0/1 *
                                             Isadora              0/2 *
                                               Karel              0/2 *
    
    Wallace                   5                 Kent             15/2 *
                                              Lyndis             15/2 *
                                             Renault              0/2 *
                                               Vaida              0/2 *
                                                 Wil              0/2 *
    
    Pent                      5                Canas              0/3 *
                                                 Erk             25/3 *
                                               Fiora             10/2 *
                                             Hawkeye             20/3 *
                                              Louise            241/0 *
    
    Louise                    7                  Erk             20/2 *
                                                 Guy              0/1 *
                                             Hawkeye             20/3 *
                                               Heath              0/1 *
                                                Pent            241/0 *
                                             Rebecca              0/3 *
                                                Sain              0/1 *
    
    Karel                     5                 Dart              0/2 *
                                               Geitz              0/2 *
                                                 Guy              5/3 *
                                               Karla             25/3 *
                                              Lucius              0/1 *
    
    Harken                    5              Eliwood             25/3 *
                                             Isadora             40/4 *
                                               Lowen             15/3 *
                                              Marcus             20/2 *
                                               Vaida              0/1 *
    
    Nino                      7                Canas              0/3 *
                                                 Erk              0/3 *
                                             Florina              0/2 *
                                              Jaffar             25/3 *
                                             Legault              0/2 *
                                            Merlinus              0/2 *
                                             Rebecca              0/3 *
    
    Jaffar                    3              Legault              5/1 *
                                             Matthew              0/1 *
                                                Nino             25/3 *
    
    Vaida                     7                Canas              0/2 *
                                              Dorcas              0/2 *
                                              Harken              0/1 *
                                               Heath              0/2 *
                                               Karla              0/2 *
                                            Merlinus              0/1 *
                                             Wallace              0/2 *
    
    Renault                   5               Bartre              0/1 *
                                               Canas              0/2 *
                                             Isadora              0/1 *
                                              Lucius              0/2 *
                                             Wallace              0/2 *
    
    Farina                    7                 Dart              0/2 *
                                              Dorcas              0/1 *
                                               Fiora             30/3 *
                                             Florina             35/3 *
                                              Hector              0/1 *
                                               Karla              0/2 *
                                                Kent              0/1 *
    
    Karla                     4               Bartre              5/4 *
                                              Farina              0/2 *
                                               Karel             25/2 *
                                               Vaida              0/2 *
    
    Ninian                    3              Eliwood              0/5 *
                                             Florina              0/4 *
                                             Hawkeye              0/3 *
    
    Athos                     0
    
    Nils                      0
    
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    PENT AND LOUISE
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         Alright, here is another little helpful section.  Basically Pent and Louise
    get their conversations during different levels.  The levels their conversations
    are triggered are as follows:
    
    C RANK - CHAPTER 27 (Cog of Destiny)
    
    B RANK - CHAPTER 30 (Victory or Death)
    
    A RANK - FINAL CHAPTER (Light)*
    
    For the A rank, it is in the second half of the final chapter.
    
    Hope that clears a bit up.
    
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    CONVERSATION CODES
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         The new section, conversation codes.  Just scan the list for the pairing
    you want to read and copy the code, do a Ctrl+F, paster the code, hit enter,
    whamo!
    
    I should of done this a lot sooner, be easier on you guys.
    
    Pairing          Conversation Code
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    ELIWOOD/FIORA          CC001
    ELIWOOD/HARKEN         CC002
    ELIWOOD/HECTOR         CC003
    ELIWOOD/LOWEN          CC004
    ELIWOOD/LYNDIS         CC005
    ELIWOOD/MARCUS         CC006
    ELIWOOD/NINIAN         CC007
    HECTOR/FARINA          CC008
    HECTOR/FLORINA         CC009
    HECTOR/LYNDIS          CC010
    HECTOR/MATTHEW         CC011
    HECTOR/OSWIN           CC012
    HECTOR/SERRA           CC013
    LYNDIS/FLORINA         CC014
    LYNDIS/KENT            CC015
    LYNDIS/RATH            CC016
    LYNDIS/WALLACE         CC017
    LYNDIS/WIL             CC018
    SAIN/FIORA             CC019
    SAIN/KENT              CC020
    SAIN/ISADORA           CC021
    SAIN/LOUISE            CC022
    SAIN/PRISCILLA         CC023
    SAIN/REBECCA           CC024
    SAIN/SERRA             CC025
    MATTHEW/GUY            CC026
    MATTHEW/JAFFAR         CC027
    MATTHEW/LEGAULT        CC028
    MATTHEW/OSWIN          CC029
    MATTHEW/SERRA          CC030
    SERRA/ERK              CC031
    SERRA/FLORINA          CC032
    SERRA/LUCIUS           CC033
    SERRA/OSWIN            CC034
    GUY/KAREL              CC035
    GUY/LOUISE             CC036
    GUY/PRISCILLA          CC037
    GUY/RATH               CC038
    PRISCILLA/ERK          CC039
    PRISCILLA/HEATH        CC040
    PRISCILLA/LUCIUS       CC041
    PRISCILLA/OSWIN        CC042
    PRISCILLA/RAVEN        CC043
    REBECCA/DART           CC044
    REBECCA/LOUISE         CC045
    REBECCA/LOWEN          CC046
    REBECCA/NINO           CC047
    REBECCA/RAVEN          CC048
    REBECCA/WIL            CC049
    KENT/FARINA            CC050
    KENT/FIORA             CC051
    KENT/HEATH             CC052
    KENT/WALLACE           CC053
    LOWEN/HARKEN           CC054
    LOWEN/ISADORA          CC055
    LOWEN/MARCUS           CC056
    DORCAS/BARTRE          CC057
    DORCAS/FARINA          CC058
    DORCAS/GEITZ           CC059
    DORCAS/OSWIN           CC060
    DORCAS/VAIDA           CC061
    BARTRE/CANAS           CC062
    BARTRE/KARLA           CC063
    BARTRE/RAVEN           CC064
    BARTRE/RENAULT         CC065
    RAVEN/LUCIUS           CC066
    RAVEN/WIL              CC067
    FLORINA/FARINA         CC068
    FLORINA/FIORA          CC069
    FLORINA/NINIAN         CC070
    FLORINA/NINO           CC071
    FIORA/FARINA           CC072
    FIORA/GEITZ            CC073
    FIORA/PENT             CC074
    RATH/WIL               CC075
    ERK/LOUISE             CC076
    ERK/NINO               CC077
    ERK/PENT               CC078
    LUCIUS/KAREL           CC079
    LUCIUS/RENAULT         CC080
    CANAS/NINO             CC081
    CANAS/PENT             CC082
    CANAS/RENAULT          CC083
    CANAS/VAIDA            CC084
    WIL/DART               CC085
    WIL/WALLACE            CC086
    MERLINUS/MARCUS        CC087
    MERLINUS/NINO          CC088
    MERLINUS/VAIDA         CC089
    MARCUS/HARKEN          CC090
    MARCUS/ISADORA         CC091
    DART/FARINA            CC092
    DART/GEITZ             CC093
    DART/KAREL             CC094
    LEGAULT/HEATH          CC095
    LEGAULT/ISADORA        CC096
    LEAGULT/JAFFAR         CC097
    LEGAULT/NINO           CC098
    ISADORA/GEITZ          CC099
    ISADORA/HARKEN         CC100
    ISADORA/RENAULT        CC101
    HEATH/LOUISE           CC102
    HEATH/VAIDA            CC103
    HAWKEYE/LOUISE         CC104
    HAWKEYE/NINIAN         CC105
    HAWKEYE/PENT           CC106
    GEITZ/KAREL            CC107
    WALLACE/RENAULT        CC108
    WALLACE/VAIDA          CC109
    PENT/LOUISE            CC110
    KAREL/KARLA            CC111
    HARKEN/VAIDA           CC112
    NINO/JAFFAR            CC113
    VAIDA/KARLA            CC114
    FARINA/KARLA           CC115
    
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    SUPPORT CONVERSATIONS
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         Finally, here are the SC's I have gathered up thus far, I plan on getting
    them all but it will take some time and work so bare with me.
    
    I will list the characters who are having the conversation first then the rank
    of the conversation, followed by the conversation itself and then a few
    comments by my part.
    
    ex/
    
    ELIWOOD/HECTOR     C RANK
    
    ELIWOOD: "Them's some nice logs you got cut there"
    HECTOR:  "Thanks for noticing"
    (note this does not exist)
    
    (out of a possible 10)
    STORY RANK:       0
    COMEDIC VALUE:    9
    OVERALL RANK:   4.5
    
    COMMENTS: What the hell does logs got to do with anything? on a plus side it
    was kinda funny.
    
    that was just an example I made up to show what my format will be, since there
    will be repeats of conversations between the different character sections I
    may have some data redundancy, I might change it if the size issue gets too big
    or if anyone has a better idea on how to arrange them.
    
         Anyways here goes:
    
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    ELIWOOD
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    ELIWOOD/HECTOR     C RANK     CC003
    
    HECTOR:   Ah, Eliwood! It's good to see you're still well!
    ELIWOOD:  Hm.  You expected otherwise?
    HECTOR:   No, of course not, I knew you'd be fine.
    ELIWOOD:  Hector, wait for a moment.  What did you want?
    HECTOR:   Nothing.  It's enough to see that you live and are still fighting.
              Just wanted to make sure you weren't overdoing it with me not around.
    ELIWOOD:  I should say the same to you.
    HECTOR:   Me? don't worry about me.  I'm fine.  I'm built tough you know.  A
              little too much is just enough for me.  But you, you've never been
              a hardy one, Eliwood.  Nor are you used to travel.  Go on too long,
              and you'll collapse.
    ELIWOOD:  We're all weaklings compared to you, Hector. ...Thankfully wars are
              not won by strength alone, eh? We've been sparring once every two
              months since we were twelve, and of the 30 matches, 14 I won, 12 I
              lost, and 4 were draws.
    HECTOR:   Erh? I think not! I recall 31 matches--an even 13-13 split, with
              5 draws!
    ELIWOOD:  Yes, well, you recall wrong.  I'm in the right.
    HECTOR:   Hmph.  And what makes you so certain?
    ELIWOOD:  Whoose snoring was it that shook the rafters in numbers class?
    HECTOR:   Ah, good point.
    ELIWOOD:  ...Still, I'm touched you were worried about me.  Now, back to
              the fray!
    HECTOR:   Hey, wait! ...Blast.
    
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    STORY RANK:       7
    COMEDIC VALUE:    6
    OVERALL RANK:   6.5
    
    COMMENTS: I was snoring during numbers class too, so that average score might
    be off.  Overall this is a good SC, it provides some information about Eliwood
    and Hector's past and adds a bit of comedy too, which is always a plus in my
    book.
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    ELIWOOD/HECTOR     B RANK     CC003
    
    ELIWOOD:  Something, wrong Hector? Was that a yawn I saw? Not the best
              battlefield manners.
    HECTOR:   Ah... It's nothing.  Just my dreams lately...
    ELIWOOD:  Dreams? What kind of dreams?
    HECTOR:   Laugh, and I'll kill you.
    ELIWOOD:  ...All right.
    HECTOR:   There was this man--a giant with a beard--carrying a girl on his
              shoulders.  The girl called to him "Father," and she was smiling,
              happy.  Then the father said to her, "Yes, my beloved daughter?"
              That's all, really.  But it felt as though... It felt like a
              long-past memory.  The man looked a bit like my own father, I
              suppose.  But who was the little girl? Aye, she was a cute one.
    ELIWOOD:  What color was her hair?
    HECTOR:   huh.  Blue.
    ELIWOOD:  And the man's hair? his moustache?
    HECTOR:   His were bluish, too.
    ELIWOOD:  Then it is a vision on your own future! A great moustache, eh?
              Ah hah hah!
    HECTOR:   Grr... You laughed! Hm.  If that is my future I'm not sure I like it.
    ELIWOOD:  Why not?
    HECTOR:   The girl that would be my daughter... She gets taken away by this
              boy that appears later.  ...A boy with red hair! Yes, it was red, I'm
              sure of it.
    ELIWOOD:  Don't get ahead of yourself! there are plenty of people with
              red hair...
    HECTOR:   Quiet! now I'm sure--the boy was a Pheraen.  No matter how close we
              may be, I'll not--I'll not give up my daughter!
    ELIWOOD:  Hector! Let's hope your dream doesn't come true, eh? For my sake.
    
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    STORY RANK:       9
    COMEDIC VALUE:    8
    OVERALL RANK:   8.5
    
    COMMENTS: Hmm a very interesting conversation... could this boy with red hair
    be... no it couldn't! Could it!? Haha, anyways, this SC gives great, uh...
    forestory? Hector can see into the future somehow or another.  Some great
    comedy mixed in here as well.  A great SC.
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    ELIWOOD/HECTOR     A RANK     CC003
    
    ELIWOOD:  Hector, you still remember that time?
    HECTOR:   What time?
    ELIWOOD:  You know, what was it--ten years ago? When the lords of Lycia held
              the oath rites, back in Ostia? "Should one land of Lycia be attacked,
              all will fight at one..." Remember? While our parents were off
              pledging thier oaths, we were kids in that one room.
    HECTOR:   Yeah, I remember.  We had to act in a manner befitting the children
              of nobility, or some such nonsense.  I just remember being stuck in
              there, having to sit in that chair talking to whoever was next to me.
              Course, wouldn't you know that Erik of Laus was on my right? Man, I
              heard more than enough sweet talk from that one!
    ELIWOOD:  Right, right.  That was the first time any of us met, after all.
              He had no idea who you were--he just wanted to get in favor with a
              lordling of Lycia.
    HECTOR:   Aye, he was all mouth anyway.  Saying things like "let us join forces
              for the good of Lycia," and such... then running when things turned
              sour.
    ELIWOOD:  Aw, don't be too hard on him.  When he jumped up, yelling about us
              swearing our own oaths, then cut his hand like that... No one else
              knew what to do, either.
    HECTOR:   Well, everyone's heard the stories.  They all know it's the warrior's
              custom.  Each cuts his own hand, then shakes hands with his
              brothers... What man wouldn't want to do that? Only one had the guts
              to meet him, though.
    ELIWOOD:  ...You know, back then, I'm proud I took your hand.  We are friends,
              sharing a life-dream now, an ambition.  When one is in danger, the
              other risks his life to protect him... That's why you came, isn't it?
              Because you remembered?
    HECTOR:   Heh.  I've got no plans to break my oath.  Not now, not ever.
    ELIWOOD:  Likewise.
    HECTOR:   Well, then lets live long and in health! I don't want to hear any
              excuses about not being able to come help when we're old men.
    ELIWOOD:  It's a deal.  ...Stay alive, Hector.
    HECTOR:   Deal.  And don't you go dying before me, either.  I'd never forgive
              you.
    
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    STORY RANK:      10
    INTEREST LEVEL:   7
    OVERALL RANK:   8.5
    
    COMMENTS: Not much to say about this one, it pretty much explains itself.  Not
    a great deal of laughs but it's a interesting SC, as it provides a bit of
    backstory for Eliwood and Hector.
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    ELIWOOD/MARCUS     C RANK     CC006
    
    MARCUS:   Lord Eliwood! You are not hurt?
    ELIWOOD:  Marcus? Thanks, I'm fine.
    MARCUS:   Perhaps it is not my place... But, Lord Eliwood, you should
              stay out of combat, I think.  Let me deal with the enemy!
              You can join me, Lord Eliwood, and thus travel in safety...
    ELIWOOD:  I'm afraid that cannot be.  This is my journey to make.
              It is my responsibility.
    MARCUS:   Lord Eliwood! Well, I cannot say that I am not impressed by
              your strength.  You have truly grown, and for that, I am
              joyful.
    ELIWOOD:  Ah, Marcus, your sentiments are always larger than life.
    MARCUS:   But it does make me lonely, you know.  When you were born,
              Lord Eliwood... Why, I had just recieved the honor of
              knighthood.  When you were little, oh, how you would follow
              me everywhere!
    ELIWOOD:  Stop it, you embarrass me, good friend.
    
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    STORY RANK:       7
    INTEREST LEVEL:   6
    OVERALL RANK:   6.5
    
    COMMENTS: What can I say here? It seems as though Marcus is protective of
    Eliwood, and that he is very proud of how he has grown.  A decent SC I suppose.
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    ELIWOOD/MARCUS     B RANK     CC006
    
    MARCUS:   Lord Eliwood...
    ELIWOOD:  Marcus?
    MARCUS:   I have been watching your progress on your journey...
    ELIWOOD:  What is it? There's no need for formalities with me.
    MARCUS:   Ah, it's just, I was thinking how much you've grown... Even on this
              journey, seeing you going off to battle, brave and strong. You have
              much of your father's presence.
    ELIWOOD:  You think so?
    MARCUS:   I do. Mine eyes fill with tears of joy, truly...
    ELIWOOD:  There you go with the poetry again, Marcus. ...That reminds me of
              something my father once spoke of. Marcus, you went into battle by
              my father when he was young?
    MARCUS:   Indeed. I was just a page at the time. But under Lord Elbert's
              command I swung my spear as best as I could.
    ELIWOOD:  And you fight by my side on this, my journey, as well.
    MARCUS:   I made a promise to Lord Elbert. I swore to protect the lord Eliwood
              until his return. Knights of Pherae always carry out their orders,
              you see.
    ELIWOOD:  And Pherae owes its very existence to you, Marcus. Thank you.
    MARCUS:   Thanks are wasted on me. I merely do my duty.
    
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    STORY RANK:     7.5
    INTEREST LEVEL: 6.5
    OVERALL RANK:     7
    
    COMMENTS: Hmm, some more back story between Marcus and Eliwood. It was alright
    but not the greatest of SC's.
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    ELIWOOD/MARCUS     A RANK     CC006
    
    MARCUS:   Lord Eliwood!
    ELIWOOD:  Marcus! It's good to see you are well--
    MARCUS:   ...ung...
    ELIWOOD:  M-Marcus!? What is wrong!
    MARCUS:   To concern yourself with a mere retainer in the midst of battle...
              Even in such a horrid conflict as this one, still you have lost none
              of your heart, Lord Eliwood.
    ELIWOOD:  Your sentiments could make a mourner smile, Marcus!
    MARCUS:   Take care of your heart, Lord Eliwood. You will need it to lead your
              people upon your return to Pherae.
    ELIWOOD:  Yes...let us all return to Pherae together. For that alone, we must
              win this battle. Should we fall on the road, my dear mother's heart
              would never mend.
    MARCUS:   Do not worry, my young lord. I, Marcus, will defend you. I have sworn
              that Lord Eliwood will return safely to Pherae. And return you shall,
              to find a lovely, kind wife to lead with you. Then you will follow in
              Lord Elbert's footsteps. Then, when your child is grown and ready to
              go off into battle, I, Marcus, will be there to accompany and protect
              him!
    ELIWOOD:  Marcus... I know no knight of Pherae more worthy of the title than
              you. I thank you, as does my future son.
    MARCUS:   It occurs to me... When Lord Elbert became engaged to the Lady
              Eleanora... Why he was the same age you are now, Lord Eliwood. As a
              faithful retainer of Pherae, I must make haste to find you a suitable
              wife!
    ELIWOOD:  M-Marcus!
    
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    STORY RANK:       8
    INTEREST LEVEL:   8
    OVERALL RANK:     8
    
    COMMENTS: 8+8... Oh! this was better than the other Marcus/Eliwood SC's it
    provides some more look into Marcus's background and the fact that he will
    be Eliwood's son's protector in the future.
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    ELIWOOD/LOWEN     C RANK     CC004
    
    LOWEN:    Lord Eliwood! Please, forgive me!
    ELIWOOD:  What? What is it, Lowen?
    LOWEN:    You must forgive me! I... I had no intention... I am sorry!
              Ohh... Were General Marcus to find out... I'm finished!
              Through!
    ELIWOOD:  Lowen? Perhaps you could tell me what happened?
    LOWEN:    Yes... Yes, my lord.  ... ... It is that...uh... This
              morning, you see... Did... Did you eat breakfast, my lord?
    ELIWOOD:  Breakfast?
    LOWEN:    As I thought! You haven't had breakfast, have you!?
    ELIWOOD:  Ah...um, yes, now that you mention it.  I was busy, I must
              have forgotten.
    LOWEN:    I knew it! It is my fault--I overslept! And now Lord Eliwood
              has gone without breakfast!
    ELIWOOD:  L-Lowen, please.  Missing one meal is not such a big affair...
    LOWEN:    Oh, but it is! this is a most unforgivable oversight! "If the stomach
              is empty, empty, too, lies the heart." You know the proverb!
    ELIWOOD:  Actually, that's the first time I ever heard that one.
    LOWEN:    Then you must remember it from henceforth! "If the stomach is empty,
              empty, too, lies the heart." Remember?
    ELIWOOD:  Um, yes.
    LOWEN:    Good! Then, I shall bring something for you to eat forthwith! ... ...
    ELIWOOD:  Lowed? What's wrong, Lowen! Lowen...! Lowen!
    
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    STORY RANK:       0
    COMEDIC VALUE:  0.5
    OVERALL RANK:  0.25
    
    COMMENTS: What to say, this one sucks big time.  I mean it's Lowen lecturing
    Eliwood about the importance of eating breakfast? "yawn".  Eliwood makes a
    couple comments that warrant its comedy at least half a point.  My diagnosis
    Lowen is very dull.
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    ELIWOOD/LOWEN     B RANK     CC004
    
    ELIWOOD:  Lowen! How do you feel?
    LOWEN:    Ah, Lord Eliwood! How embarrassed I am, to faint before you like
              that...
    ELIWOOD:  It's really no matter...but may I ask you something?
    LOWEN:    Yes! Your will is my command!
    ELIWOOD:  When you collapsed then... Was it really because you hadn't eaten
              breakfast?
    LOWEN:    Yes, of course!
    ELIWOOD:  Hmm...I see.
    LOWEN:    What!? Do you mean to say, Lord Eliwood, that you never collapse?
    ELIWOOD:  Not just from missing a meal or two, no.
    LOWEN:    Truly!? How very odd!
    ELIWOOD:  ... ...
    LOWEN:    Is there something wrong, Lord Eliwood?
    ELIWOOD:  ...Just a passing faintness.
    LOWEN:    Lord Eliwood! Perhaps...
    ELIWOOD:  Yes?
    LOWEN:    Perhaps you did not eat your breakfast? Ayaa! And after I had given
              you such a thorough warning! Wait right there! I will bring you
              something!
    ELIWOOD:  Lowen, wait! ... ... Hmm... I'd best warn Marcus.
    
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    STORY RANK:       0
    COMEDIC VALUE:  1.5
    OVERALL RANK:  0.75
    
    COMMENTS: Not again... this conversation is basically the same as previous Lowen
    Eliwood, breakfast this, breakfast that, only if you are a die hard Lowen fan,
    (which I am not) would you like these.
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    ELIWOOD/LOWEN     A RANK     CC004
    
    ELIWOOD:  Lowen.
    LOWEN:    Ah! Lord Eliwood! How are you today? Have you properly broken your
              fast?
    ELIWOOD:  ...Yes, quite.
    LOWEN:    Indeed! That is good to hear!
    ELIWOOD:  Lowen, I've been meaning to ask you...
    LOWEN:    How was it--the taste, I mean? I was rather proud of my work today,
              I must admit.
    ELIWOOD:  Er... Wait a moment--The food I'm eating...You've been preparing it?
    LOWEN:    Why, yes!
    ELIWOOD:  You...an esquire... Why?
    LOWEN:    My father was the chef to the previous marquess of Pherae... In other
              words, Lord Eliwood, he cooked for your grandfather. Until he through
              his back out, that is... Your father, too, acquired a taste for his
              cooking, you see. So when I had the pleasure of joining him on his
              tours of the domain, I always took it upon myself to prepare his
              every meal!
    ELIWOOD:  Oh, I get it now...
    LOWEN:    I am afraid I do not know your tastes, Lord Eliwood. Everything I
              have made up on this trip, has been things your lord father, Elbert,
              favored. I do hope you find them suitable to your palate?
    ELIWOOD:  For an esquire such as yourself to cook... With your patrol and watch
              duties, where do you find the time? I mean, you really don't have
              to...
    LOWEN:    Ever since Lord Elbert went missing... Lord Eliwood's meals have
              grown smaller. You don't eat! The Lady Eleanora and General Marcus
              have been quite concerned. Yet when you left on your journey and I
              began to cook for you, we found you would eat more... I've been
              cooking for you ever since.
    ELIWOOD:  Lowen... I had no idea!
    LOWEN:    Please, don't think of it. Seeing Lord Eliwood healthy brings us
              much joy.
    ELIWOOD:  Thank you. I will do my best to clean my plate henceforth, hungry or
              not! I meant to tell you, the food has been quite delicious.
    LOWEN:    Thank you, my lord!
    
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    STORY RANK:       5
    INTEREST LEVEL:   3
    OVERALL RANK:     4
    
    COMMENTS: Wow! this one isn't totally garbage, it actually provides some story
    for once. Lowen is a cook? hmm, maybe that should have been his class? like a
    healer, except worse.
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    ELIWOOD/NINIAN     C RANK     CC007
    
    NINIAN:   Lord Eliwood...
    ELIWOOD:  Ninian.
    NINIAN:   I... I'd like to thank you.
    ELIWOOD:  huh? What is it? Why the formality?
    NINIAN:   Lady Lyn told me... She told me... She told me it was you.  You were
              the one who helped me one year ago.
    ELIWOOD:  Oh, that.
    NINIAN:   I apologize.  I... I had lost consciousness, and I fear I never
              properly thanked you, Lord Eliwood.
    ELIWOOD:  Don't let it concern you.  I wanted to help.
    NINIAN:   But still--
    ELIWOOD:  Hrm... Ah, I know! Next time you are free, show me your dancing!
              Not one of those little dances--something special.
    NINIAN:   A special dance, my lord?
    ELIWOOD:  Er...sorry, didn't mean to sound too forward!
    NINIAN:   No, not at all! I mean, I'd be glad to.
    ELIWOOD:  Great, then it's a deal! I'm looking forward to it.
    NINIAN:   Y-Yes.  I am, too.
    
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    STORY RANK:       5
    INTEREST LEVEL:   8
    OVERALL RANK:   6.5
    
    COMMENTS: Special dances, eh? Anyways this one doesn't do much for the story
    other than say that Ninian will dance for Eliwood and that she realized it was
    him who helped her.
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    ELIWOOD/NINIAN     B RANK     CC007
    
    ELIWOOD:  In Pharae, every year, we hold a grand harvest festival.  Everyone
              in the land comes to eat, drink, and dance.
    NINIAN:   That sounds like fun!
    ELIWOOD:  You should come, too, Ninian.  Everyone would be happy to see your
              dancing, I think.  The one you showed me the other day was truly
              beautiful.
    NINIAN:   Thank you.
    ELIWOOD:  My mother, too, loves dancing, you know.  She would be pleased.  At
              festival time, she dances all night like a young maiden.  My father
              always clucked his tongue and shook his head, but each year, he would
              dance with her until the dawn.  Ah--
    NINIAN:   ... ...
    ELIWOOD:  Forgive me.  You...must think of my father often enough.
    NINIAN:   No...it's all right.  I mean, not compared to you, Lord Eliwood...
    ELIWOOD:  Ninian, remember what I told you?  My father's death was not your
              fault.  You should not blame yourself, not at all.
    NINIAN:   But, Lord Eliwood... y-you're wrong.  You don't know everything
              that...
    ELIWOOD:  What?
    NINIAN:   I... I have been deceiving you.
    ELIWOOD:  Deceiving? What do you mean?
    NINIAN:   It is just... I-I'm sorry.
    ELIWOOD:  Ninian? Ninian, don't cry.  I don't know what has happened, but I do
              know I never want to see you so sad.
    
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    STORY RANK:       8
    INTEREST LEVEL:  10
    OVERALL RANK:     9
    
    COMMENTS: A great SC. more romance developing between Eliwood and Ninian, and it
    seems as though Ninian has a secret she is not telling Eliwood, hmm...
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    ELIWOOD/NINIAN     A RANK     CC007
    
    ELIWOOD:  Ninian.
    NINIAN:   ... Lord Eliwood.
    ELIWOOD:  I finally caught up with you.  What's wrong, Ninian? Why the long
              face?
    NINIAN:   Please, do not worry on my account.  I... I am not worthy--I am not
              even worthy to stand in your sight, Lord Eliwood.  I have been
              decieving you.
    ELIWOOD:  Yes, as you were saying before.  Ninian... You have been keeping
              some secret from us?
    NINIAN:   Yes...
    ELIWOOD:  But...you can't tell me what it is.  Am I right?
    NINIAN:   ...Yes.
    ELIWOOD:  Very well.
    NINIAN:   What...?
    ELIWOOD:  If it is too hard for you to talk about, I will not force you.
              Just...if you ever feel able, tell me then.
    NINIAN:   But...I have been false... I have lied to you and the others.
    ELIWOOD:  Ninian, I love you.  That will not change, no matter what may come.
    NINIAN:   Lord Eliwood...
    ELIWOOD:  I don't care what your secret is--I will still feel the same.
              If something troubles you, let me sweep it away.  Please don't cry
              anymore.  I would do anything to see you smile again.  You are
              the first woman I have felt this way about, Ninian.
    NINIAN:   Lord Eliwood... I...I don't know what-- Lord Eliwood...
              Lord Eliwood...
    
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    STORY RANK:       9
    INTEREST LEVEL:   9
    OVERALL RANK:     9
    
    COMMENTS: Another great one. Again Ninian has a secret, but Eliwood says that
    it does not matter and he "loves" her! I wonder will we ever find out Ninian's
    secret?
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    ELIWOOD/LYNDIS     C RANK     CC005
    
    LYNDIS:   Eliwood!
    ELIWOOD:  Lyndis? Something the matter?
    LYNDIS:   I was watching your swordplay just now.  You're quite good.
              I had no idea you could handle a sword so well.
    ELIWOOD:  I've had my share of practice.  Just...I'm not sure how
              well it will serve me in real battle.
    LYNDIS:   Where did you learn that style?
    ELIWOOD:  My father taught me the basics.  Then, I recieved some
              instruction from Marcus.  I spar once every two months with
              Hector, too.
    LYNDIS:   Sparring, huh? Interested in a new partner?
    ELIWOOD:  Who, you? I don't have a problem with that.
    LYNDIS:   Just so long as you don't go easy on me.  I'm very serious
              when I spar.  Wouldn't want you to get hurt.
    ELIWOOD:  Of course, I understand, I'll be ready.
    
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    STORY RANK:       6
    INTEREST LEVEL:   8
    OVERALL RANK:     7
    
    COMMENTS: Some backstory on Eliwood's swordplay and where he gets his skills.
    Lyndis seems very agressive in terms of sparing with Eliwood.
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    ELIWOOD/LYNDIS     B RANK     CC005
    
    LYNDIS:   Eliwood, you're well informed about the other lords of Lycia, are you
              not? Are there any lordlings close to my age, besides you and Hector?
    ELIWOOD:  Of course.  There's quite a few.
    LYNDIS:   Then, some are women, I take it? If they enjoyed swordplay as much as
              I do, we'd become fast friends.  What do you think? Know anyone?
    ELIWOOD:  Hmm... Let me see...
    LYNDIS:   Someone skilled in the spear, or axe, or bow would be fine, too, of
              course.
    ELIWOOD:  I don't know any ladies skilled in the martial arts.  Most of them
              never leave the castle, for that matter.  The only time I see them
              are at the banquets and such.
    LYNDIS:   Banquets...I see.  Those are no place for someone from the plains,
              like me.  Oh well... Chancellor Reissmann tells me I need to learn
              manners.  I have to attend all these affairs in place of my ill
              grandfather, you see.  The chancellor doesn't think I act enough like
              a lady of Caelin.  That's why I was hoping to find a lady that could
              teach me.
    ELIWOOD:  You've got your work cut out for you.
    LYNDIS:   Say, could you teach me, Eliwood? Teach me how to act like a lady!
    ELIWOOD:  You think I know!?
    LYNDIS:   ...No, I guess you wouldn't.  Ahhh... My grandfather must be vexed
              to have me as a grandchild.  My late mother was gentle, well mannered,
              and beautiful...
    ELIWOOD:  Well, you're beautiful, Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:   Wha--? E-Eliwood! What did you--?
    ELIWOOD:  Yeah, when we were sparring this last time, I was thinking... The way
              you move, so like the wind.  It was like watching a beautiful dance.
    LYNDIS:   Oh! My swordplay is beautiful... Right, you have leave to say that.
    
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    STORY RANK:       8
    INTEREST LEVEL:   9
    OVERALL RANK:   8.5
    
    COMMENTS: Seems like Lyndis longs for a girl friend who can relate to her
    passion with a weapon but also teach her the finer points about being a woman.
    Bit of comedy in here when Lyndis asks Eliwood to teach her how to act like a
    lady. I think Eliwood was refering to her swordplay when he said Lyndis was
    beautiful, we shall see...
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    ELIWOOD/LYNDIS     A RANK     CC005
    
    LYNDIS:   Say, Eliwood.
    ELIWOOD:  Ah, Lyndis! You've gotten much better since our last match. I'll have
              to do my best not to fall behind!
    LYNDIS:   Yes, well... about sparring... I was wondering if you might not teach
              me something else?
    ELIWOOD:  Something else?
    LYNDIS:   Yes, well, you know! Even if you can't teach me about being a lady,
              there is much to learn...
    ELIWOOD:  Manners and such? That's fine by me, but I think you're worrying too
              much. You should relax, take it in stride.
    LYNDIS:   Yes, but I have so far to go! I'm not like a lady at all. My
              grandfather took me in, a mixed-blood child, but I fear the other
              nobles of Lycia will not be so accepting. I do not want the Sacae
              blood in my veins to bring my grandfather shame.
    ELIWOOD:  Hmph. You sound shy--Nothing like the Lyndis I know!
    LYNDIS:   What?
    ELIWOOD:  When I first saw you in Khathelet, I thought, what strength she has
              in her eyes, that woman. I seem to remember, Lyndis, back then, you
              didn't know what to think about your noble Lycian blood, but the
              Sacae blood in you... for that, you had nothing but the purest pride.
              Remember how you felt. You don't have to be like anyone else, Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:   ... ... Yes...you're right. I guess... I guess I lost myself. Thank
              you, Eliwood. I feel better, somewhat.
    ELIWOOD:  No need to thank me.
    LYNDIS:   When I was on the plains, I used to despise the nobility. But I've
              changed. I think it happened a year ago, when I met you. You...you
              believed in me. You helped me.
    ELIWOOD:  Hey, I wouldn't have made it this far without your help, too. You
              are my good friend. This is what friends do! Now, shall we?
    LYNDIS:   Let's go!
    
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    admires Lyndis but it does not seem like he has much of a romantic spark towards
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    ELIWOOD/FIORA     C RANK     CC001
    
    ELIWOOD:  So Fiora, have you gotten used to being in our ranks?
    FIORA:    Yes. Thank you, my lord. We mercenaries are quick to adapt to new
              commands.
    ELIWOOD:  Yes, you are of the pegasus knights of Ilia, are you not? Seeing the
              way you fight, I can imagine their quality.
    FIORA:    Your praise is an honor. I will do my best to to betray your trust in
              my skills.
    ELIWOOD:  Please, don't worry about formalities with me. We are equals,
              fighting together for a common cause.
    FIORA:    Equals... But, my lord...
    ELIWOOD:  I like to think of everyone in this troop as a friend, regardless of
              standing, gender or age. All are friends and all are irreplacable.
    FIORA:    ... ...
    ELIWOOD:  You seem surprised. "There goes another lordling with his head in the
              clouds..." Something like that?
    FIORA:    No, never! But...I didn't imagine that a lordling of Lycia could
              think that way for long.
    ELIWOOD:  You speak the truth, of course. But what I said was no lie.
    FIORA:    Lord Eliwood! I... You see, I... Speaking personally, I like that
              way of thinking... I just do not believe it possible.
    ELIWOOD:  I'll take that as a compliment.
    
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    ELIWOOD:  Fiora, tell me... You are Florina's elder sister, are you not?
    FIORA:    I am. She is a shy girl, always aware of other people's eyes. When
              she went off for her apprenticeship I worried and worried.
    ELIWOOD:  You are a good sister.
    FIORA:    I wish that were so.
    ELIWOOD:  You are both knights, yes? That's rare in Lycia.
    FIORA:    Yes, as children we decided that we would become pegasus knights. I
              did not want to send my own child sister to war... But Ilia offered
              few options other than the mercenary way.
    ELIWOOD:  I see. My father once told me of your homeland, long ago. The ground
              of Ilia is covered year-round in the whitest snow, he said, and it
              is a harsh life for the people who live there. Yet because Ilians
              turn to being mercenaries, they are looked down upon--without
              reason--by other lands.
    FIORA:    Yes... But there is nothing to be done about it. No matter how many
              tears we shed, the snow will not melt. Better to fight for my
              homeland and win honor that way, as a member of the pegasus knighs
              of Ilia.
    ELIWOOD:  Fiora, I can tell you have a strong sense of responsibility. But do
              not be too hard on yourself. Should you overwork yourself and fall,
              you will end up with nothing.
    FIORA:    Yes... I would say the same to you, Lord Eliwood.
    
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    ELIWOOD:  Fiora.
    FIORA:    Yes, Lord Eliwood?
    ELIWOOD:  I had a thought while watching you fight. I feared you may be working
              too hard. Resting is as important as fighting, remember.
    FIORA:    Thank you, my lord. But... I am a pegasus knight of Ilia. When I
              think of the people of my homeland, I cannot but fight harder.
    ELIWOOD:  Still...
    FIORA:    My performance here reflects on all the knights of Ilia. The more
              tasks I complete, the bigger the reward I bring home, and the happier
              my people may live.
    ELIWOOD:  What about your happiness?
    FIORA:    What?
    ELIWOOD:  I know your homeland of Ilia is a poor land. And I know thoughts of
              your sister weigh heavily in your mind. But do not forget you have a
              right to happiness, too. Were you to become a sacrifice for your
              country...that would not do. No one would be happy, then.
    FIORA:    Lord Eliwood...
    ELIWOOD:  Forgive me, perhaps it is not my place. Still, watching you... I
              felt I had to say something. For someone as talented as yourself not
              to find happiness... Well, that would be the greatest tragedy of of
              all.
    FIORA:    ... ... I must admit... This is the first time anyone has ever said
              something like that to me. ... ...
    ELIWOOD:  ... ...
    FIORA:    But...let us not linger here overlong.
    ELIWOOD:  Yes... Yes, of course.
    FIORA:    I beg your leave.
    ELIWOOD:  Ah, wait a moment. Fiora!
    FIORA:    Yes?
    ELIWOOD:  I would like you to stay nearby, by my side. So that I can... So
              that I may protect you.
    FIORA:    Lord Eliwood... Yes, I... I understand.
    
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    ELIWOOD/HARKEN     C RANK     CC002
    
    HARKEN:   Lord Eliwood.
    ELIWOOD:  Ah, Harken.  How may I help you?
    HARKEN:   Please, allow me to speak frankly.  Might you allow the fighting to
              be left in our hands from here out?
    ELIWOOD:  Harken?
    HARKEN:   Lord Eliwood, you are the heart of our army.  When I imagine the worst
              that might happen, I think it wiser for you to remain at the rear of
              our forces.
    ELIWOOD:  You worry overmuch, Harken, I will be fine.  Though...I am
              inexperienced in battle, this is true.  And I apologize for giving
              you cause to worry.  Still...
    HARKEN:   No, I did not mean to siggest that anyone doubts your prowess.
              Indeed, your arm in battle has improved by leaps and bounds since
              Pherae.  I believe you are equal to even your father, Lord Elbert,
              now.  Yet...still, we are concerned.  I ask at that least you do not
              take any unecessary risks.
    
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    HARKEN:   Lord Eliwood.
    ELIWOOD:  Ah, Harken.
    HARKEN:   I hate to seem imposing, but I must ask you again, please, your
              safety is of utmost importance.  If you would just refrain from combat
              and leave the fighting to me...
    ELIWOOD:  I thank you, Harken, but still... I have my reasons why I must fight.
              Until I finish what I have set out to do on my journey, I cannot
              think of escaping, or avoiding my enemies in any way.
    HARKEN:   Lord Eliwood, please...
    ELIWOOD:  Should something indeed befall me, look to my mother.  She will be
              alone.  You and the people of Pherae must support her.
    HARKEN:   I...am sorry.  But that I cannot promise.
    ELIWOOD:  Harken?
    HARKEN:   I could not protect Lord Elbert... Were I to lose Lord Eliwood as
              well, what right would I have ever to appear before your lady mother
              again? Should I lose you, I am prepared to lose myself in turn.
    ELIWOOD:  Harken!
    HARKEN:   You must understand, Lord Eliwood.  your life is precious to all of
              us.  It is more valuable by far than even our own lives.
    ELIWOOD:  Harken...
    
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    ELIWOOD:  Harken.
    HARKEN:   Lord Eliwood!
    ELIWOOD:  I must apologize... My selfishness has caused you much worry, I know.
    HARKEN:   No, nothing of the sort!
    ELIWOOD:  I thought a great deal about what you said.  Harken, I am not entirely
              unable to understand your feelings.  I know I have told you that my
              father's death was not your fault.  Yes I know my words cannot change
              your heart.  I...understand what you mean, how it would feel if you
              could not protect me either.
    HARKEN:   ... ....
    ELIWOOD:  But I have a goal to accomplish.  I cannot look away from that.
              ...Nor is it something I can accomplish should I die.  So, I will not,
              I cannot die.  I will live, complete my mission, and return to my
              mother's side.
    HARKEN:   Yes.  That is why you must leave the fighting--
    ELIWOOD:  The same goes for you, too, Harken.
    HARKEN:   My lord?
    ELIWOOD:  You are here to protect me, yes? you must not go so far that you fall
              and cannot complete your mission.  I need you to live to the end, to
              help me on my path.
    HARKEN:   Lord Eliwood...
    ELIWOOD:  We will live, the both of us, and return to Pherae.  Anything less
              would risk my mother's displeasure! And...my father's.
    HARKEN:   My lord! I... I understand!
    
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    HECTOR/ELIWOOD     C RANK     CC003
    
    HECTOR:   Ah, Eliwood! It's good to see you're still well!
    ELIWOOD:  Hm.  You expected otherwise?
    HECTOR:   No, of course not, I knew you'd be fine.
    ELIWOOD:  Hector, wait for a moment.  What did you want?
    HECTOR:   Nothing.  It's enough to see that you live and are still fighting.
              Just wanted to make sure you weren't overdoing it with me not around.
    ELIWOOD:  I should say the same to you.
    HECTOR:   Me? don't worry about me.  I'm fine.  I'm built tough you know.  A
              little too much is just enough for me.  But you, you've never been
              a hardy one, Eliwood.  Nor are you used to travel.  Go on too long,
              and you'll collapse.
    ELIWOOD:  We're all weaklings compared to you, Hector. ...Thankfully wars are
              not won by strength alone, eh? We've been sparring once every two
              months since we were twelve, and of the 30 matches, 14 I won, 12 I
              lost, and 4 were draws.
    HECTOR:   Erh? I think not! I recall 31 matches--an even 13-13 split, with
              5 draws!
    ELIWOOD:  Yes, well, you recall wrong.  I'm in the right.
    HECTOR:   Hmph.  And what makes you so certain?
    ELIWOOD:  Whoose snoring was it that shook the rafters in numbers class?
    HECTOR:   Ah, good point.
    ELIWOOD:  ...Still, I'm touched you were worried about me.  Now, back to
              the fray!
    HECTOR:   Hey, wait! ...Blast.
    
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    COMMENTS: I was snoring during numbers class too, so that average score might
    be off.  Overall this is a good SC, it provides some information about Eliwood
    and Hector's past and adds a bit of comedy too, which is always a plus in my
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    HECTOR/ELIWOOD     B RANK     CC003
    
    ELIWOOD:  Something, wrong Hector? Was that a yawn I saw? Not the best
              battlefield manners.
    HECTOR:   Ah... It's nothing.  Just my dreams lately...
    ELIWOOD:  Dreams? What kind of dreams?
    HECTOR:   Laugh, and I'll kill you.
    ELIWOOD:  ...All right.
    HECTOR:   There was this man--a giant with a beard--carrying a girl on his
              shoulders.  The girl called to him "Father," and she was smiling,
              happy.  Then the father said to her, "Yes, my beloved daughter?"
              That's all, really.  But it felt as though... It felt like a
              long-past memory.  The man looked a bit like my own father, I
              suppose.  But who was the little girl? Aye, she was a cute one.
    ELIWOOD:  What color was her hair?
    HECTOR:   huh.  Blue.
    ELIWOOD:  And the man's hair? his moustache?
    HECTOR:   His were bluish, too.
    ELIWOOD:  Then it is a vision on your own future! A great moustache, eh?
              Ah hah hah!
    HECTOR:   Grr... You laughed! Hm.  If that is my future I'm not sure I like it.
    ELIWOOD:  Why not?
    HECTOR:   The girl that would be my daughter... She gets taken away by this
              boy that appears later.  ...A boy with red hair! Yes, it was red, I'm
              sure of it.
    ELIWOOD:  Don't get ahead of yourself! there are plenty of people with
              red hair...
    HECTOR:   Quiet! now I'm sure--the boy was a Pheraen.  No matter how close we
              may be, I'll not--I'll not give up my daughter!
    ELIWOOD:  Hector! Let's hope your dream doesn't come true, eh? For my sake.
    
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    COMMENTS: Hmm a very interesting conversation... could this boy with red hair
    be... no it couldn't! Could it!? Haha, anyways, this SC gives great, uh...
    forestory? Hector can see into the future somehow or another.  Some great
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    ELIWOOD:  Hector, you still remember that time?
    HECTOR:   What time?
    ELIWOOD:  You know, what was it--ten years ago? When the lords of Lycia held
              the oath rites, back in Ostia? "Should one land of Lycia be attacked,
              all will fight at one..." Remember? While our parents were off
              pledging thier oaths, we were kids in that one room.
    HECTOR:   Yeah, I remember.  We had to act in a manner befitting the children
              of nobility, or some such nonsense.  I just remember being stuck in
              there, having to sit in that chair talking to whoever was next to me.
              Course, wouldn't you know that Erik of Laus was on my right? Man, I
              heard more than enough sweet talk from that one!
    ELIWOOD:  Right, right.  That was the first time any of us met, after all.
              He had no idea who you were--he just wanted to get in favor with a
              lordling of Lycia.
    HECTOR:   Aye, he was all mouth anyway.  Saying things like "let us join forces
              for the good of Lycia," and such... then running when things turned
              sour.
    ELIWOOD:  Aw, don't be too hard on him.  When he jumped up, yelling about us
              swearing our own oaths, then cut his hand like that... No one else
              knew what to do, either.
    HECTOR:   Well, everyone's heard the stories.  They all know it's the warrior's
              custom.  Each cuts his own hand, then shakes hands with his
              brothers... What man wouldn't want to do that? Only one had the guts
              to meet him, though.
    ELIWOOD:  ...You know, back then, I'm proud I took your hand.  We are friends,
              sharing a life-dream now, an ambition.  When one is in danger, the
              other risks his life to protect him... That's why you came, isn't it?
              Because you remembered?
    HECTOR:   Heh.  I've got no plans to break my oath.  Not now, not ever.
    ELIWOOD:  Likewise.
    HECTOR:   Well, then lets live long and in health! I don't want to hear any
              excuses about not being able to come help when we're old men.
    ELIWOOD:  It's a deal.  ...Stay alive, Hector.
    HECTOR:   Deal.  And don't you go dying before me, either.  I'd never forgive
              you.
    
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    HECTOR/LYNDIS     C RANK     CC010
    
    LYNDIS:  Hector, got a moment?
    HECTOR:  What's up?
    LYNDIS:  Something I heard from Eliwood... You spar with him pretty regularly,
             right?
    HECTOR:  Yup.  What of it?
    LYNDIS:  I was wondering whether you'd spar with me, too?
    HECTOR:  You? I recommend against it.  i wouldn't want to leave a scar on a
             little one like you.
    LYNDIS:  Hey! Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I'm weak!
    HECTOR:  Nah, this isn't about being a man or a woman.  Just...my armor's
             heavy riding armor, see?  A swordsman such as yourself wouldn't
             stand a chance.
    LYNDIS:  My! I see.  I get it.  So you've judged my strength already, then.
    HECTOR:  that's not what I'm saying! Oswin once taught me during training
             a long time ago: Heavy cavalry and swordsmen are like water and...
             Hey...what's with the glare?
    LYNDIS:  Hector! I challenge you! You'll see... You take back those words!
    HECTOR:  Whoa...
    
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    HECTOR:  Lyn.
    LYNDIS:  ... ....
    HECTOR:  Lyn!
    LYNDIS:  What?
    HECTOR:  I... I, um... I thought it would disrespectful to hold back, you see...
             So I went full force, I did.
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    HECTOR:  But I gotta admit, I was surprised.  Your sword arm, it's... You're
             stronger than I thought.
    LYNDIS:  Why, thank you, Hector.  For me, losing to you was a good lesson in my
             limits.
    HECTOR:  ...Um, are you listening to me?
    LYNDIS:  I'm busy right now.  I'm learning some new lunge and thrust patterns.
    HECTOR:  Yeah, I thought you were standing different.  What is that lunge used
             for?
    LYNDIS:  They say it's good against axemen in heavy armor.
    HECTOR:  Wait, that's me! You got something personal against me, Lyn? We're
             friends, right?
    LYNDIS:  Of course we are.  But this...this is about me, my limits.  I can't
             be a burden to either you or Eliwood right now.  I can fight.  And I
             will get stronger.
    HECTOR:  Lyn...
    
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    HECTOR:  Lyn.
    LYNDIS:  Hector...
    HECTOR:  Say, Lyn... You remember when we first met?
    LYNDIS:  I do, I remember it well.  It was when Caelin Castle was taken by Lord
             Laus.  My grandfather had been taken prisoner.  And you and Eliwood
             came to the rescue.  Then, together, we fought the armies of Laus.
    HECTOR:  Lyn.  Why are we together now?
    LYNDIS:  Well...
    HECTOR:  Because we're friends, right? Say if you were much stronger than I
             was... Would that make me useless to you?
    LYNDIS:  No... Of course not.
    HECTOR:  Fighting isn't everything on this journey, you know.  If fighting was
             everything, what use would we have of Merlinus?
    LYNDIS:  Well, I suppose...
    HECTOR:  You are strong.  I can vouch for that.  Just, I was stronger.
    LYNDIS:  Hah!
    HECTOR:  W-What!?
    LYNDIS:  You're too much-- Saying that kind of thing with a straight face.
    HECTOR:  You gotta problem with my face? I've just gotta be me, you know...
    LYNDIS:  Yes, I know. ...Thanks.  I didn't think you cared so much about how I
             felt.  Or is Hector gentler at heart than Hector looks?  You've
             certainly done much for my courage today.
    HECTOR:  Hmph... I'm not this way to just anyone, you know...
    LYNDIS:  What?
    HECTOR:  A-Ah! The enemy! Let's go, Lyn! Don't lag behind!
    LYNDIS:  What! W-Wait up!
    
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    MATTHEW:  Good day, young master.  How fare you?
    HECTOR:   Oh? Matthew!
    MATTHEW:  I've heard you're quite strong, you know.  But if there's anything
              I can do to help, don't hesitate to ask.  Just say the word, and I'll
              swipe healing balms from our very enemies!
    HECTOR:   I might just ask for that later on, yeah.
    MATTHEW:  Say, aren't you a bit hungry?
    HECTOR:   Hrm... Now that you mention it.  Should've brought some rations or
              something, I guess.
    MATTHEW:  leave it to me! I thought we might have need, so I packed some before
              we left.  Here, I put it in your sack there...
    HECTOR:   That was thoughtful... ...I mean, hey! What are you doing putting it
              in MY pack?
    MATTHEW:  You are strong, young master.
    HECTOR:   That's not the point! Man, and I thought my bag was heavy before...
              you don't give your master extra to carry, got it?
    MATTHEW:  Ah, but you always were so generous, my lord!
    HECTOR:   I oughta... ...Man, why do I get stuck with all the lame henchmen?
    MATTHEW:  Ah, young master! Wait up for me
    
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    MATTHEW:  Young master! Please wait!
    HECTOR:   What, forgot to take out the pepper?
    MATTHEW:  No, not that.  Why are you still upset about that? I mean--allow
              me to walk with you!
    HECTOR:   Matthew? What's gotten into you? Don't you have duties in the
              backguard? Why come up here on the front lines?
    MATTHEW:  I can use a sword, too, my Lord.
    HECTOR:   Yeah, but...
    MATTHEW:  Do not fear! I'll always have you to protect me should things turn
              sour!
    HECTOR:   Man...
    MATTHEW:  My apologies, young master.  But please, allow me to serve you this
              once.  I won't be a burden, that I promise.
    HECTOR:   It just never stops... Fine.  If you want to help that bad, I won't
              stop you.  But don't overdo it--you hear?
    MATTHEW:  Of course, my young master.
    
    
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    MATTHEW:  Young master!
    HECTOR:   Ah, if it isn't Matthew.  You've got more pep in you than Id've
              thought.
    MATTHEW:  Nothing compared to milord.
    HECTOR:   Yeah, but you sure have changed.  And I told Leila that spies
              shouldn't be out fighting...
    MATTHEW:  Well, yes.  I used to think that very proper myself.  Instead of
              sweating, why not leave fighting to others, while I fulfill my duties
              behind the scenes.  But since leaving on this journey... I've had
              what you might call a "change of heart."
    HECTOR:   Huh.  You don't say... Great! Well, what say we spar a little, eh?
    MATTHEW:  My lord! P-Please, have mercy! A mere nudge from your axe would send
              me into flight!
    HECTOR:   Never know 'til you try, eh? I got a grudge to... Rather, I've got
              to pay back what I owe!
    MATTHEW:  Call it what you will, I'm having none of it! Oh... It's not like
              you to bear a grudge so long, milord.
    HECTOR:   Enough chit-chat! Let's go!
    
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    OSWIN:   "... ..."
    HECTOR:  "Oswin! I'm fine here by myself! Why don't you go help the others?
    OSWIN:   I'm afraid I cannot.  I've orders from Lord Uther.  My duty here is
             to guard you, sir.
    HECTOR:  Yeah, but it's wierd! I mean, twoguys like us-- We gotta sit here
             looking at each other's mugs all day?
    OSWIN:   If you can bear it, Lord Hector, then I see no problem with this
             arrangement.
    HECTOR:  ...Right.  Sorry 'bout that.
    OSWIN:   It's quite all right.
    HECTOR:  You do bug me though, you know.
    OSWIN:   Yes, of course.
    HECTOR:  Oswin! Why, you...
    OSWIN:   Lord Hector, this is a battlefield.  Focus on the battle.
    HECTOR:  Grr! How am I supposed to concentrate now!?
    
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    OSWIN:   Lord Hector.
    HECTOR:  What is it now, Oswin?
    OSWIN:   I was watching you just now.  You are in top form, I must say.  I could
             hardly believe my eyes.
    HECTOR:  Heh! I see you finally opened those eyes of yours!
    OSWIN:   The way you wield your axe shows how hard you train.  Tell me, where
             did you learn?
    HECTOR:  Where? In the ring, of course.  You know I love that place.  I used to
             sneak out for days at an end to fight.
    OSWIN:   So, you were fighting your peers in the ring...
    HECTOR:  Yeah, yeah.  Just... don't let my brother know.  Yeah, I had to
             threaten my teachers, too--huh?
    OSWIN:   Ah, now I have you! I thought you might be disobeying Lord Uther.  The
             brother of a marquess of Ostia, fighting in the ring... What would
             Uther say were he here now!
    HECTOR:  Fine, fine! I hear you.  Just don't tell my brother!
    OSWIN:   Perhaps we could work out an arrangement...If you promised never to go
             to the ring again?
    HECTOR:  Fine, I'm out.  Done! On my honor as a man!
    OSWIN:   Of course.
    HECTOR:  Grr...! You ill-hearted old man!
    OSWIN:   Not that I'm correcting you, but I am only in my thirties.  I would
             think "ill-hearted gentleman" more appropriate... Now, I must be off.
    HECTOR:  Hunh? Thrities...? He must be kidding.
    
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    HECTOR/OSWIN     A RANK     CC012
    
    OSWIN:   Lord Hector, how fare you?
    HECTOR:  Aaaah.  Is it me, or are our enemies getting stronger?
    OSWIN:   Yes.  I'm afraid my armor saved my skin more than once today.  Take
             care, Lord Hector.
    HECTOR:  Say, Oswin.  Sorry to be such a burden, you know?
    OSWIN:   Pardon?
    HECTOR:  I know it's my brother's orders, but here you're stuck with me.  I
             mean, it must be a drag for you, right? You let me know if there's
             anything I can do for you.
    OSWIN:   Well, to tell the truth...When I was assigned to watch over you, Lord
             Hector,  I feared that I might not be worthy of the job.  But I
             realized something over the course of this journey.  While your words
             and manners may be coarse at times, you are straight and true in
             character--like a good arrow.  I thank Lord Uther for giving me the
             opportunity to serve you.  So, believe me that it hasn't been a burden
             at all.
    HECTOR:  Oswin... You...You sure...? I mean, that's good, I'm glad.
    OSWIN:   Excellent! Then I shall be honored to serve you further.
    HECTOR:  I was afraid it might have been me makin' you look like an old man!
    OSWIN:   Eh? What was that?
    HECTOR:  Ah, er, nothing! Never mind! Um, right! Come along, then! Let's go!
    
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    HECTOR/SERRA     C RANK     CC013
    
    SERRA:   Ah, Lord Hector.
    HECTOR:  Yeah?
    SERRA:   Isn't there something you'd like to tell me? Really, there's no need
             to hold back.
    HECTOR:  Huh? What are you talking about?
    SERRA:   Why, your words of thanks, of course!
    HECTOR:  Why should I thank you?
    SERRA:   You yourself told me, Lord Hector: "Stay in Ostia, someone needs to
             defend the homeland."
    HECTOR:  Uh huh.
    SERRA:   Yet, I, in my thoughtfulness, have come with you! I've come all the
             way here for you, Lord Hector! I'd take a ...thank you, ... or failing
             that, a bucket of jewels! Anything will do.
    HECTOR:  You want me to thank you for disobeying orders? To tell the truth,
             I find it hard to fight with you here!
    SERRA:   Really! The nerve of some people! I thought you would be more
             understanding, Lord Hector!
    HECTOR:  Understanding of what?
    SERRA:   Why, I am the only sister in this army!
    HECTOR:  Yeah, that's true, now that you mention it.  Of course, a replacement
             would work just as well...
    SERRA:   R-Really! Must you taunt me so? What if I really did find a
             replacement! What then?
    HECTOR:  Actually, I was kinda being serious...
    
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    HECTOR/SERRA     B RANK     CC013
    
    HECTOR:  Hey, Serra.  Can anyone use a staff of St. Elimine, even if they lack
             the faith?
    SERRA:   What? Wait! you're making fun of me in a roundabout way! I never!
             Only someone like you could do such a thing! Can you even imagine the
             many nights I've wet my pillow with tears...
    HECTOR:  ...Nope, I can't.
    SERRA:   I have been sensitive and delicate since I was born, you know! Not
             that I'd expect you to know that, or care.  It might surprise you to
             know this, but I am of high noble birth!
    HECTOR:  Huh? You're right, I didn't know... you some distant relation of one of
             the nobles of Lycia?
    SERRA:   No, I am a full-blooded member of an Etrurian count's family.
    HECTOR:  What, are you serious!?
    SERRA:   Very serious.  You should be calling me "Lady Serra," you know, really.
             But since it's you, Lord Hector, I've been tolerating plain "Serra."
    HECTOR:  Hmph, hard to picture...but I guess I'll take your word for it.
             Where's that count's family from?
    SERRA:   They are, well, that's what I'm not sure of.
    HECTOR:  Hah?
    SERRA:   there was all this talk about family status and succession of titles
             and such... My parents decided to put me in an abbey when I was still a
             child.  That's why I don't know the count's name...or what my parents
             were like... But I'm sure they were gentle and beautiful people, both
             of them!
    HECTOR:  But you've never met them?
    SERRA:   Yes, but look at me, their child! I'm sure you can imagine how striking
             my father must... Lord Hector? Was that a yawn!?
    
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    HECTOR/SERRA     A RANK     CC013
    
    HECTOR:  Hey, Serra.  That abbey you lived in was in Ostia, right?
    SERRA:   W-Why do... What of it?
    HECTOR:  I was thinking, the only abbey left in the land of Ostia right now is
             the one that was rebuilt when my brother was made marquess.
    SERRA:   Ah!
    HECTOR:  So...that was the place?
    SERRA:   Y-Yes...that was where I grew up.  With children who had lost their
             parents in the war, children from poor villages.  It was an orphanage
             for those children, too, you see...
    HECTOR:  You know, I visited there once.  Dismal place, it was.  After my
             brother donated money it got a little better, true...
    SERRA:   Y-Yes, I suppose... We were always short on food.  The winters were
             cold, with no wood for the fire, and no warm blankets... But I was
             fine, really! I knew it was only temporary! I knew things would get
             better!
    HECTOR:  Hey, calm down! No need to shout!
    SERRA:   I really am of the bloodline of an Etrurian count's family, I am! I
             just can't meet them right now because of family...family issues! But,
             someday... Someday.  My true parents will come to welcome me back.
    HECTOR:  ... ...
    SERRA:   My mother and father are truly kind people, who thought often of me,
             alone in the abbey... I..I'm sure of it! It has to be true.
    HECTOR:  Serra...
    SERRA:   W-What! Don't look at me like that! It is really true! Really, I-I
             am...
    HECTOR:  It's fine... I believe you.  C'mon, don't cry.  No one doubts you are
             who you say you are.
    SERRA:   I know that.  I know.
    HECTOR:  Oh, all right.  Good.
    SERRA:   Well...I should be going.  I have to see if anyone's been injured!
    HECTOR:  Serra! If you ever need anything, you talk to me or Oswin.  We're your
             family, or at least, we are until your parents come for you.
    SERRA:   Hector!
    HECTOR:  Right? So, let's go.
    SERRA:   You are a bit...untidy to be a member of my family... But I suppose I
             can tolerate that...if I must, yes.  ... ...
    
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    HECTOR/FLORINA     C RANK     CC009
    
    HECTOR:   ... ...
    FLORINA:  ...umm...
    HECTOR:   Huh?
    FLORINA:  ...umm...I, umm...
    HECTOR:   Heh? You say something?
    FLORINA:  ... ...
    HECTOR:   ... ... Guess not.
    FLORINA:  ...ehh... ...
    
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    HECTOR/FLORINA     B RANK     CC009
    
    FLORINA:  Um... Th-Thank you for saving me! Do...Do you remember me? I am
              Florina...servant of House Caelin... ...I said it! I...I did say it,
              didn't I! Huey, I said it! Now, if I can just... ...I can say it to
              Lord Hector's face now, right? C'mon, Florina! Chin up! Take a deep
              breath... you have to speak loudly, remember! ... ... J-Just once
              more... For practice... Breathe deep... Lord Hector!
    HECTOR:   Yeah?
    FLORINA:  Ack!
    HECTOR:   Say, aren't you one of Lyn's...
    FLORINA:  Aaah! S-Sorry!! I beg your p-pardon!
    HECTOR:   What was that all about? Am I some kind of monster? Huh.
    
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    HECTOR/FLORINA     A RANK     CC009
    
    FLORINA:  ... Phew...
    HECTOR:   Argh! Hey! Lemme go, you darn flapping horse!
    FLORINA:  Ah!
    HECTOR:   Yeah, you! You want to play rough? Fine! I'll show you rough!
    FLORINA:  Huey!
    HECTOR:   Eh?
    FLORINA:  Um, ahh... Did this, um... Did my pegasus... do something wrong?
    HECTOR:   This pegasus is yours? Do wrong? He just grabbed my arm in his teeth
              and dragged me off! Wouldn't let go either! I couldn't do anything
              in front of Eliwood and the others... But now he's mine! I'll show
              him who's boss!
    FLORINA:  No--! Don't hurt Huey! Please... If you must punish someone, punish
              me!
    HECTOR:   Heh, so you can talk.  And loud at that.
    FLORINA:  ...What?
    HECTOR:   You were always hanging around like you were going to say something...
              but whenever I went to ask you what it was, you'd run off! When I
              asked Lyn what to do... She said a big lunk like me should stay away
              from her friend! Can you believe it? What's a guy supposed to do? So,
              tell me what you wanted to say.  I'm all ears!
    FLORINA:  Yes...yes...U, well... When I first...first met you... Y-You saved me,
              and...Um... Thank you, very much.  ... ...I-I said it! I finally said
              it! Huey!
    HECTOR:   I...saved you? Me, saving you?
    FLORINA:  Ye... Um, yes.  Um...In Laus...my pegasus... He fell, and...Um... ...
    HECTOR:   Huh.  Don't remember.
    FLORINA:  Ah...! I...I see...um... Sorry, I... ...I... ...
    HECTOR:   Hah! I'm just joking with you.  'Course I remember that!
    FLORINA:  Ah...?
    HECTOR:   How could I forget you and that witless winged horse falling on top of
              me?
    FLORINA:  Ah...y-yes.
    HECTOR:   You know... I'd better keep an eye on you.  Don't leave my side on the
              battlefield.  Gotta keep you from getting into trouble.
    FLORINA:  Lord Hector ... ... ...Ung...sniff...
    HECTOR:   Tsk.  Don't be crying.  You know I can't stand sniffling...
    
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    HECTOR/FARINA     C RANK     CC008
    
    HECTOR:  Hey, Farina! Wait up!
    FARINA:  What? Ah, Lord Hector.  I was just off to do battle worthy of my
             purse...
    HECTOR:  Yeah, about that purse.  I heard about the going price for Ilian
             mercenaries from a henchman...
    FARINA:  ...Eh?
    HECTOR:  Usually, they get paid by the battle, with no bonuses or anything.
             And...he said 20,000 gold is way, way too much.
    FARINA:  But...
    HECTOR:  Payment is determined by rank within the knightly order, right? At
             your level of ability, I'd say you're worth 2,000 gold, tops.
    FARINA:  Never! I'm at 4,000 gold, I am!
    HECTOR:  What's that? 4,000?
    FARINA:  Er...
    HECTOR:  So what was all that about 20,000 gold, eh? Trying to pull one on me,
             weren't you!
    FARINA:  N-No, not at all--never! I'd never do that! It's just, I've been
             underpaid compared to my ability until now.
    HECTOR:  Look me in the eye and say that again.
    FARINA:  Well, and isn't this assignment a long-term one? I might need food for
             my pegasus...
    HECTOR:  Right, right.  So, what does a pegasus eat? Carrots?
    FARINA:  Of course not! You would treat a pegasus like a common horse?
    HECTOR:  Um, it is a horse.
    FARINA:  Wrong! Pegasi are noble animals! So, they must eat noble carrots, you
             see!
    HECTOR:  Like I said, carrots!
    FARINA:  No no no! L-Listen-- I'll do the work I've been paid for.  That should
             be enough, right? Now, watch me go!
    HECTOR:  H-Hey, wait! Hey!
    
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    HECTOR/FARINA     B RANK     CC008
    
    FARINA:  Whew... ... ...
    HECTOR:  Hey, Farina! We have to talk...Huh? What's wrong?
    FARINA:  ... ... Ah? Ah! Lord Hector!
    HECTOR:  You seem tired.  you should rest-- wouldn't want you collapsing on me.
    FARINA:  Hah! Don't try playing the kindly employer! You won't trick me that
             way! I'm not giving back the gold I was given!
    HECTOR:  I'm not talking about money, you dummy.  You know, you keep saying
             stuff like that, people are going to suspect you!
    FARINA:  What should I care? As long as I'm paid...Those who think clinging to
             money is wrong have never been poor!
    HECTOR:  Well... Well that may be, but...Some things you can't buy with money!
    FARINA:  Why would I need anything like that? I must be off now.  Murphy? Let's
             go.
    HECTOR:  H-Hey, wait!
    FARINA:  Ah...wha--Aiiiie!
    HECTOR:  Whoa!
    FARINA:  Oww...
    HECTOR:  S-Sorry! You OK?
    FARINA:  E-Even though you know I'm tired... How dare you make such advances!
    HECTOR:  Hey! That's not it! W-Wait--I said I'm sorry! I mean, hey! You're the
             one that fell on me! That hurt! You and that Florina, man... I don't
             get it.
    FARINA:  My! You have venom enough for me and my younger sister, I see!
    HECTOR:  Gimme a break! And get away from there.
    FARINA:  Oh, I see what's going on.  You saw us three sisters... Fiora, Farina,
             and Florina, the beauties of Ilia... And you thought to take us all for
             yourself, didn't you!
    HECTOR:  Don't make me part of your wacky fantasies!
    FARINA:  All you nobles are the same.  You treat us mercenaries as...as objects!
    HECTOR:  Aw, c'mon, Farina... Man, that lady's got a screwy head...
    
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    HECTOR/FARINA     A RANK     CC008
    
    FARINA:  ...huff...huff... Maybe... I over ...did it? I feel so...so faint...
    HECTOR:  Hey, Farins! There you are! About what you were saying... Eh!?
             Farina? Hey! Farina!
    FARINA:  Florina...
    HECTOR:  Farina! Hey! You hurt?
    FARINA:  Ungh...
    HECTOR:  You awake?
    FARINA:  What? I...
    HECTOR:  You just keeled over.  Gave me quite a scare! You all right?
    FARINA:  Ah...thank you.  Thank you, I'm fine now.  I'm sure I would have been
             fine even if you hadn't come along.
    HECTOR:  You're a real charmer, you know that? Anyway, you should take it easy.
             Just ask me or one of the other guys if you need any help.
    FARINA:  What good would that do? Who's going to help a mercenary like me?
    HECTOR:  Would you--
    FARINA:  We mercenaries are pawns, bought for gold.  it would be wrong for us to
             expect friendship from anyone.  All we can trust... is gold.
    HECTOR:  There you go again...
    FARINA:  Speaking of going, good-bye!
    HECTOR:  Hey, wait...
    FARINA:  What now? Wh-What!? Let me go!
    HECTOR:  Will you just calm down? you shouldn't be running around for a while.
             Just, don't leave.  I want to be here if you collapse again, eh?
    FARINA:  N-No! I'm leaving! you're just trying to make a case for lowering my
             wage!
    HECTOR:  Arrgh! I keep telling you this has nothing to do with that! I can't
             just leave someone that looks ready to drop dead any second!
    FARINA:  Hey...H-Hey...
    HECTOR:  Ready? This is no problem.  I'm stronger than the others.  I'm helping
             you cause I want to, got it? So just you relax.
    FARINA:  All... All right.
    
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    LYNDIS/ELIWOOD     C RANK     CC005
    
    LYNDIS:   Eliwood!
    ELIWOOD:  Lyndis? Something the matter?
    LYNDIS:   I was watching your swordplay just now.  You're quite good.
              I had no idea you could handle a sword so well.
    ELIWOOD:  I've had my share of practice.  Just...I'm not sure how
              well it will serve me in real battle.
    LYNDIS:   Where did you learn that style?
    ELIWOOD:  My father taught me the basics.  Then, I recieved some
              instruction from Marcus.  I spar once every two months with
              Hector, too.
    LYNDIS:   Sparring, huh? Interested in a new partner?
    ELIWOOD:  Who, you? I don't have a problem with that.
    LYNDIS:   Just so long as you don't go easy on me.  I'm very serious
              when I spar.  Wouldn't want you to get hurt.
    ELIWOOD:  Of course, I understand, I'll be ready.
    
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    LYNDIS:   Eliwood, you're well informed about the other lords of Lycia, are you
              not? Are there any lordlings close to my age, besides you and Hector?
    ELIWOOD:  Of course.  There's quite a few.
    LYNDIS:   Then, some are women, I take it? If they enjoyed swordplay as much as
              I do, we'd become fast friends.  What do you think? Know anyone?
    ELIWOOD:  Hmm... Let me see...
    LYNDIS:   Someone skilled in the spear, or axe, or bow would be fine, too, of
              course.
    ELIWOOD:  I don't know any ladies skilled in the martial arts.  Most of them
              never leave the castle, for that matter.  The only time I see them
              are at the banquets and such.
    LYNDIS:   Banquets...I see.  Those are no place for someone from the plains,
              like me.  Oh well... Chancellor Reissmann tells me I need to learn
              manners.  I have to attend all these affairs in place of my ill
              grandfather, you see.  The chancellor doesn't think I act enough like
              a lady of Caelin.  That's why I was hoping to find a lady that could
              teach me.
    ELIWOOD:  You've got your work cut out for you.
    LYNDIS:   Say, could you teach me, Eliwood? Teach me how to act like a lady!
    ELIWOOD:  You think I know!?
    LYNDIS:   ...No, I guess you wouldn't.  Ahhh... My grandfather must be vexed
              to have me as a grandchild.  My late mother was gentle, well mannered,
              and beautiful...
    ELIWOOD:  Well, you're beautiful, Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:   Wha--? E-Eliwood! What did you--?
    ELIWOOD:  Yeah, when we were sparring this last time, I was thinking... The way
              you move, so like the wind.  It was like watching a beautiful dance.
    LYNDIS:   oh! My swordplay is beautiful... Right, you have leave to say that.
    
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    LYNDIS:   Say, Eliwood.
    ELIWOOD:  Ah, Lyndis! You've gotten much better since our last match. I'll have
              to do my best not to fall behind!
    LYNDIS:   Yes, well... about sparring... I was wondering if you might not teach
              me something else?
    ELIWOOD:  Something else?
    LYNDIS:   Yes, well, you know! Even if you can't teach me about being a lady,
              there is much to learn...
    ELIWOOD:  Manners and such? That's fine by me, but I think you're worrying too
              much. You should relax, take it in stride.
    LYNDIS:   Yes, but I have so far to go! I'm not like a lady at all. My
              grandfather took me in, a mixed-blood child, but I fear the other
              nobles of Lycia will not be so accepting. I do not want the Sacae
              blood in my veins to bring my grandfather shame.
    ELIWOOD:  Hmph. You sound shy--Nothing like the Lyndis I know!
    LYNDIS:   What?
    ELIWOOD:  When I first saw you in Khathelet, I thought, what strength she has
              in her eyes, that woman. I seem to remember, Lyndis, back then, you
              didn't know what to think about your noble Lycian blood, but the
              Sacae blood in you... for that, you had nothing but the purest pride.
              Remember how you felt. You don't have to be like anyone else, Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:   ... ... Yes...you're right. I guess... I guess I lost myself. Thank
              you, Eliwood. I feel better, somewhat.
    ELIWOOD:  No need to thank me.
    LYNDIS:   When I was on the plains, I used to despise the nobility. But I've
              changed. I think it happened a year ago, when I met you. You...you
              believed in me. You helped me.
    ELIWOOD:  Hey, I wouldn't have made it this far without your help, too. You
              are my good friend. This is what friends do! Now, shall we?
    LYNDIS:   Let's go!
    
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    LYNDIS:  Hector, got a moment?
    HECTOR:  What's up?
    LYNDIS:  Something I heard from Eliwood... You spar with him pretty regularly,
             right?
    HECTOR:  Yup.  What of it?
    LYNDIS:  I was wondering whether you'd spar with me, too?
    HECTOR:  You? I recommend against it.  i wouldn't want to leave a scar on a
             little one like you.
    LYNDIS:  Hey! Just because I'm a woman doesn't mean I'm weak!
    HECTOR:  Nah, this isn't about being a man or a woman.  Just...my armor's
             heavy riding armor, see?  A swordsman such as yourself wouldn't
             stand a chance.
    LYNDIS:  My! I see.  I get it.  So you've judged my strength already, then.
    HECTOR:  that's not what I'm saying! Oswin once taught me during training
             a long time ago: Heavy cavalry and swordsmen are like water and...
             Hey...what's with the glare?
    LYNDIS:  Hector! I challenge you! You'll see... You take back those words!
    HECTOR:  Whoa...
    
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    HECTOR:  Lyn.
    LYNDIS:  ... ....
    HECTOR:  Lyn!
    LYNDIS:  What?
    HECTOR:  I... I, um... I thought it would disrespectful to hold back, you see...
             So I went full force, I did.
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    HECTOR:  But I gotta admit, I was surprised.  Your sword arm, it's... You're
             stronger than I thought.
    LYNDIS:  Why, thank you, Hector.  For me, losing to you was a good lesson in my
             limits.
    HECTOR:  ...Um, are you listening to me?
    LYNDIS:  I'm busy right now.  I'm learning some new lunge and thrust patterns.
    HECTOR:  Yeah, I thought you were standing different.  What is that lunge used
             for?
    LYNDIS:  They say it's good against axemen in heavy armor.
    HECTOR:  Wait, that's me! You got something personal against me, Lyn? We're
             friends, right?
    LYNDIS:  Of course we are.  But this...this is about me, my limits.  I can't
             be a burden to either you or Eliwood right now.  I can fight.  And I
             will get stronger.
    HECTOR:  Lyn...
    
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    HECTOR:  Lyn.
    LYNDIS:  Hector...
    HECTOR:  Say, Lyn... You remember when we first met?
    LYNDIS:  I do, I remember it well.  It was when Caelin Castle was taken by Lord
             Laus.  My grandfather had been taken prisoner.  And you and Eliwood
             came to the rescue.  Then, together, we fought the armies of Laus.
    HECTOR:  Lyn.  Why are we together now?
    LYNDIS:  Well...
    HECTOR:  Because we're friends, right? Say if you were much stronger than I
             was... Would that make me useless to you?
    LYNDIS:  No... Of course not.
    HECTOR:  Fighting isn't everything on this journey, you know.  If fighting was
             everything, what use would we have of Merlinus?
    LYNDIS:  Well, I suppose...
    HECTOR:  You are strong.  I can vouch for that.  Just, I was stronger.
    LYNDIS:  Hah!
    HECTOR:  W-What!?
    LYNDIS:  You're too much-- Saying that kind of thing with a straight face.
    HECTOR:  You gotta problem with my face? I've just gotta be me, you know...
    LYNDIS:  Yes, I know. ...Thanks.  I didn't think you cared so much about how I
             felt.  Or is Hector gentler at heart than Hector looks?  You've
             certainly done much for my courage today.
    
    
    HECTOR:  Hmph... I'm not this way to just anyone, you know...
    LYNDIS:  What?
    HECTOR:  A-Ah! The enemy! Let's go, Lyn! Don't lag behind!
    LYNDIS:  What! W-Wait up!
    
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    LYNDIS:   Florina! Are you well?
    FLORINA:  Lady Lyndis! I'm well, thank you.
    LYNDIS:   Good, i was worried--But don't go out alone if you can.  You never
              know where archers might be lurking.
    FLORINA:  Yes.
    LYNDIS:   Are you carrying enough healing salve? Your weapons--are they all in
              order?
    FLORINA:  Eh? Well... Let's see... A vulnerary... And, um... My lance is here...
              And...eh?
    LYNDIS:   It's all right, Florina.  Take your time.  I'm here should anything
              happen.
    FLORINA:  But, Lady Lyndis... It should be the other way around! I'm here to
              protect you...
    LYNDIS:   Don't worry about me, I'll be fine.  Didn't I always look out for you
              back on the plains? Remember?
    FLORINA:  Of course, but...
    LYNDIS:   No buts! Let's head out, Florina.
    FLORINA:  Ah...! Lady Lyndis!
    
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    FLORINA:  Ayaa!
    LYNDIS:   Florina!? What is it? I heard a scream...
    FLORINA:  I'm sorry! A bee was chasing me--I couldn't help it!
    LYNDIS:   Really... You gave me quite a scare! But...that reminds me of that
              time.  Remember, Florina? When we first met...
    FLORINA:  Oh, not that...
    LYNDIS:   I was out hunting when I saw a pegasus wandering about... When I went
              to see what was going on, I saw you hanging on to that tree branch...
    FLORINA:  W-Well, what was I supposed to do? All those bees came flying out at
              me! I was so frightened...
    LYNDIS:   I remember you were crying because you couldn't get down.  I couldn't
              believe that you, a little girl, were a pegasus knight!
    FLORINA:  Please, don't tell that story any more, it's so embarrassing... You
              know how dishonorable it is to fall from your pegasus.
    LYNDIS:   Hee hee, don't worry, I won't tell a soul.  It will always be our
              little secret, all right?
    FLORINA:  All right, but that better be a promise!
    LYNDIS:   Those were the days, though! You and me, riding on the plains, the
              wind blowing across the grass...
    FLORINA:  Lady Lyndis?
    
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    LYNDIS:   Phew...
    FLORINA:  Lady Lyndis? Are...Are you all right?
    LYNDIS:   Ah, Florina.
    FLORINA:  Is something the matter? Might...I be of some help?
    LYNDIS:   ... ... Thanks.  But it's really nothing.  It can't be fixed, anyway.
    FLORINA:  ...Is it the plains?
    LYNDIS:   What?
    FLORINA:  Please, don't hide it even from me! You want to return to the plains,
              don't you, Lyn? I know how you used to leave the castle and gaze out
              from the hill at Caelin.
    LYNDIS:   It's just... It doesn't seem fair.  I know... With my grandfather in
              his condition, I'm the only one to watch over the castle...
    FLORINA:  You shouldn't force yourself, though.  I'm sure that Lord Hausen
              would understand... Living on the plains just seems right for you,
              Lyn.
    LYNDIS:   Florina... Hmm, guess what? You stopped calling me "Lyndis"... And
              you're speaking much more frankly now.
    FLORINA:  Ah! I-I apologize! I'm such a scatterbrain, I...
    LYNDIS:   Please, Florina-- Don't... I, too, thought it was the way we had to be
              with each other.  But I was wrong-- I can't take it anymore.  I've
              been so lonely all this time.  Leaving the plains... And you, my best
              friend treating me like a noble stranger.  What does rank and birth
              have to do with anything? I'm still myself, and you're still you!
              Please, talk to me normally, like you always used to.
    FLORINA:  Lyndis...Lyn...I...I'm sorry.  I had no idea you felt that way...
    LYNDIS:   I do, and someday when I return to the plains... Come with me, won't
              you? I may not be able to pay you like I do now... But I would like
              you with me, Florina, as a friend.
    FLORINA:  Yes.  That would be nice.  Let's stick together, no matter what
              happens.  Now...and always.
    
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    LYNIDS/RATH     C RANK     CC016
    
    LYNDIS:  Rath!
    RATH:    Ah...Lyn.
    LYNDIS:  Thank you, Rath.  you've saved me again.
    RATH:    I need no thanks from a fellow plainsdweller.
    LYNDIS:  Actually... There's something that I've always wanted to ask you.
    RATH:    What's that?
    LYNDIS:  Are all Kutolah men so...so quiet? My father and the other Lorca men
             didn't talk much, but they were gossiping magpies compared to you.
    RATH:    ... ...
    LYNDIS:  And you never smile, either.  Why? Are...Are you mad becuase I dragged
             you here...into this? ...Are you angry with me? Because if you are...
    RATH:    I'm not angry.
    LYNDIS:  But you don't talk?
    RATH:    There's no need.
    LYNDIS:  ... ...Oh.
    
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    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    RATH:    What's wrong, Lyn?
    LYNDIS:  What? Oh, nothing...
    RATH:    The battlefield is no place for daydreaming.  ... ...You'll get killed.
    LYNDIS:  I, um, yes.  I'm sorry.
    RATH:    ... ...
    LYNDIS:  I was thinking of my grandfather... He was still...asleep...when I left
             Caelin.  Just when it seemed he was getting better... Why... Why must
             these things happen to me? ...I don't want to lose him.  Not...another
             one.
    RATH:    ... ...
    LYNDIS:  Well.  Enough of dark thoughts! Why...Why don't you tell me a bit about
             yourself, Rath? The Kutolah tribe is quite large, is it not? is it true
             that you have no enemies, for all fear your leader, the Silver Wolf?
    RATH:    Can't say.
    LYNDIS:  Pardon?
    RATH:    I left Kutolah before I was old enough to understand such things.  For
             fifteen years now, I've traveled by myself.
    LYNDIS:  Why leave your tribe?
    RATH:    ... ...
    
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    LYNDIS:  Rath... Tell me the rest of your story, please.  Why did you have to
             leave the tribe?
    RATH:    ...The tribe diviner saw a bad omen in the stars.  As...the chieftain's
             son, I had to leave to prevent disaster.
    LYNDIS:  What disaster?
    RATH:    Can't say.  ...But the diviner did tell me I would know when the time
             came.  He said I was born into this land to stop the burning... A dark
             flame, consuming all.
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    RATH:    At the time I was less than four, without even the means to survive.
             I wandered, not knowing right from left, ...The people of other tribes
             laughed and ridiculed me.
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    RATH:    I do not feel the loneliness now as I did then... but sometimes, I
             remember.  I have never felt so alone.
    LYNDIS:  I see... That makes sense.  When I first met you, i felt like we had
             something in common... Maybe it was because we shared the experience
             of being alone.
    RATH:    ... ...
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    RATH:    Lyn...
    LYNDIS:  Yes?
    RATH:    You sure it's all right for you to be here? The battle's not over.
    LYNDIS:  You're right... But... I don't feel I can leave you.
    RATH:    ... ...
    LYNDIS:  When I'm with you, I feel safe.  I can sense your... strength.
    RATH:    Lyn...
    LYNDIS:  Please, Rath.  Let me stay here, just for a while.
    RATH:    ...Fine.  As you wish.
    
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    LYNDIS/KENT     C RANK     CC015
    
    KENT:    Lady Lyndis, how fare you?
    LYNDIS:  Kent! I'm glad to see you here.  But, I'm fine.  Did you doubt my
             abilities?
    KENT:    Of course not, Lady Lyndis, you know me better than that.  Still, one
             can never tell what will happen on the battlefield.  Please, take good
             care of yourself.
    LYNDIS:  Thank you, Kent.  It's nice to know you're always looking out for me.
    KENT:    But of course.  I am the lady Lyndis's servant.  It is my duty.
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    KENT:    Lady Lyndis?
    LYNDIS:  Nothing, nothing.  Let us go, Kent.
    KENT:    Milady.
    
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    KENT:    Lady Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:  Kent...
    KENT:    Is something the matter, Lady Lyndis? Your sword seems unsteady.  Does
             something trouble you?
    LYNDIS:  You know me too well.  Have you been watching me all this time?
    KENT:    Yes... I apologize for my imprudence.  Still... How could I stand
             before Lord Hausen should anything befall Lady Lyndis?
    LYNDIS:  Kent... Just because my grandfather is who he is, doesn't mean you
             should worry about me overmuch.  I can do just fine on my own.  Like I
             did on the plains...
    KENT:    Lady Lyndis... Forgive me for saying this, but you are not your usual
             self.  Whatever is wrong?
    LYNDIS:  It's... nothing, really.
    KENT:    Might there be some way I can be of assistance?
    LYNDIS:  Kent.
    KENT:    M'lady?
    LYNDIS:  Why do you stay with me, by my side? Is it becuase I am granddaughter
             to the lord of Caelin Castle?
    KENT:    ...Lady Lyndis?
    LYNDIS:  You are... I am... I'm sorry.  Please, forget what I said.
    KENT:    Lady Lyndis...
    
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    KENT:    Lady Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:  K-Kent?
    KENT:    There is something about which I must speak to you.  If I may...
    LYNDIS:  I really should be going...
    KENT:    Please, listen!
    LYNDIS:  K-Kent! Unhand me!
    KENT:    I am sorry, but I cannot.  If I let go your hand now, I would regret it
             for the rest of my life.
    LYNDIS:  What...?
    KENT:    Lady Lyndis.  I would like to answer your question of the other day.
    LYNDIS:  ...
    KENT:    I am here for you.  Even were I not a knight, even were you not my
             lady.  My heart would not change.
    LYNDIS:  Kent...
    KENT:    So, I hope that you will forgive me, should I continue to stay by your
             side.
    LYNDIS:  Yes, of course.  And not as Lyndis, but as Lyn.  Yes, Kent, stay by my
             side, always...
    
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    LYNDIS/WIL     C RANK     CC018
    
    WIL:     Lady Lyndis, are you all right?
    LYNDIS:  Wil? you surprised me! What's the matter?
    WIL:     I, too, am one of the knights of Caelin, you see... As such, I must
             protect you as well as I can.
    LYNDIS:  Yes, yes of course.  And how are you, Wil? Are you unhurt?
    WIL:     I am quite fine!
    LYNDIS:  Wil, you seem much happier now than you did back in the castle.  Why is
             that?
    WIL:     It might be imprudent of me to say this, but... Something about this
             kind of expedition excites me! There are so many new things to see!
    LYNDIS:  Wil, you are from Pherae, are you not? Tell me...what sort of place is
             Pherae? It's under the rule of Eliwood's house, so I would think it
             peaceful, perhaps?
    WIL:     Yes.  It is a nice place.  It is near the sea, and the smell of the
             brine rides on the wind.  I have not been home in a long time...
    LYNDIS:  Your parents are well, yes? Do you write to them often?
    WIL:     Eh!? Ah... Not that often, no...
    LYNDIS:  Well! That won't do! You should write them at once! That's an order!
    
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    WIL:     Dearest Mother and Father, I am sure you are both quite well as I write
             this... No, that's not how to begin... Hrm...
    LYNDIS:  Wil? What is it? You've been mumbling over there for a while...
    WIL:     Ack! L-L-Lady Lyndis!
    LYNDIS:  Well, you'd think I was a monster come to eat you! Say, did you ever
             write that letter?
    WIL:     Actually, that's what I was about to do, you see...
    LYNDIS:  Wil!
    WIL:     Ayee! H-Hey! It's tough, you know! I mean, I haven't been home in five
             years.  What do I say?
    LYNDIS:  Five years!?
    WIL:     Yes, well, a lot has happened...
    LYNDIS:  But when I met you in Bern, didn't you say you were on your way home?
    WIL:     Ah... You remember that?
    LYNDIS:  Wil!
    WIL:     C-C'mon, give me a break! Why should I go home? My parents don't care
             either way.
    LYNDIS:  ...Is that true?
    WIL:     Huh?
    LYNDIS:  Nothing.  ...Sorry for pushing you so.
    WIL:     Lady Lyndis?
    
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    WIL:     Lady Lyndis, about that letter...
    LYNDIS:  It's OK.  Really, you don't have to write one.
    WIL:     I-I must apologize! I didn't know about your parents... I'm afraid I
             have been most unforgivably rude!
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    WIL:     Actually...I ran away from home.  Together, with a friend... Five years
             ago.  We had a plan, the two of us.  We'd get lucky, make a fortune.
             Both our families'd live in happiness.  That was our dream... But
             things didn't work out that way, of course.  My friend went back home
             after only a month.
    LYNDIS:  ... ...
    WIL:     I thought I'd never forgive him, you know? How could he do that? He
             quit halfway... How could he respect himself after that? Of course...I
             was no better.  I wandered for a few years.  Finally, I came as far as
             Bern... But nothing ever changed.  I was afraid to tell my parents,
             afraid they'd find out... After all, I was the one deserving no
             respect.
    LYNDIS:  ...Nothing ever changed? I would think that you realizing your own
             mistake was a big change.
    WIL:     Lady Lyndis...
    LYNDIS:  It's true, Wil.  Sain often told me: "That Wil is such a miser, he'll
             not lend me one gold." "What's the point in saving all the time?
             Gold's to be spent!"
    WIL:     ... ...
    LYNDIS:  And Kent, too, he said: "Wil is my best student--the most attentive by
             far." "He's driven, that one..." "There's someone he wants to please by
             becoming a knight, I can tell."
    WIL:     ... ...
    LYNDIS:  Stay in the Knights of Caelin until you've reached your goal.  But I
             think your parents would like to hear that you are safe and well...
             More than seeing you as a knight years from now... or having you bring
             them mountains of gold...
    WIL:     Lady Lyndis... I'll do It.  I'll write them a letter tonight.
    LYNDIS:  Yes.  And Wil... I'm sorry for pushing you.
    WIL:     Not at all! I feel like I will owe you until my dying day, Lady Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:  Remember, a letter isn't enough.  You need to go home.
    WIL:     Yes! I will!
    
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    LYNDIS:   Wallace.
    WALLACE:  Ah, Lady Lyndis!
    LYNDIS:   I wanted to thank you for fighting with us.
    WALLACE:  It is nothing! I have sworn my body and blade to Caelin! It is my
              duty to aid the lady Lyndis.  Ah, I was going to ask you how the
              knights of Caelin have been doing? Have they been following the
              training courses in my "Manual of Knightly Prowess"?
    LYNDIS:   Y-Yes... They're all giving it their best.  All except that one crazy
              course in which they're supposed to circle the domain at top speed...
    WALLACE:  What!? Those weak-bellied wimps! How many times did I explain: Leave
              out one of the drills in the manual, and the good it has done will be
              for naught!
    LYNDIS:   But they're only human! Running full speed around the domain is
              impossible!
    WALLACE:  With an iron will, nothing is impossible, my Lady.  At my best, I
              circled the domain thrice, in armor!
    LYNDIS:   You can't set one person as a standard for all, especially one as
              exceptional as yourself!
    WALLACE:  Nonsense! Lord Hassar dismounted and ran the three laps with me, he
              did!
    LYNDIS:   Wallace! You... You knew my father?
    WALLACE:  I knew him well.  I knew Lord Hassar well, for he was my rival in all
              things.
    LYNDIS:   Tell me! Tell me about my father!
    
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    LYNDIS:   Phew... ...
    WALLACE:  Good show! You wield a sword with grace.
    LYNDIS:   Good day, General Wallace.
    WALLACE:  You've come so far in such a short time.  Not only have you mastered
              the basics, but your progress beyond is swift indeed.
    LYNDIS:   I learned the sword... from my father.
    WALLACE:  Yes, it is true that Lord Hassar was good not just with the bow, but
              with the sword as well.
    LYNDIS:   I...must become stronger.  And not just for this battle... There is
              something else I must do.
    WALLACE:  Perhaps, Lady Lyndis... you speak of the bandits that took your
              parents' lives?
    LYNDIS:   My mother, my father... and the people of Lorca who died... With this
              sword, I'll avenge them all one day, I swear it.
    WALLACE:  How saddened the marquess would be if he heard, that a lady of Caelin
              was plotting revenge...
    LYNDIS:   You would have me forget!? Can I forget the blood that was spilled?
              Can I forget my father!? Never! I cannot!
    WALLACE:  Lady Lyndis...
    LYNDIS:   I am sorry, Sir Wallace.  But this is something that I cannot forget.
    WALLACE:  Lady Lyndis... Do you hate them-- the ones who did this to you?
    LYNDIS:   Yes, I hate them.  Very much.  They took my father and mother from
              me... I shall never forgive them.  As long as they live, I can never
              move on!
    WALLACE:  ... ...
    
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    WALLACE:  Lady Lyndis.
    LYNDIS:   General Wallace...?
    WALLACE:  I had not thought to ever tell this to anyone... But I shall tell you,
              and only you.
    LYNDIS:   What is it?
    WALLACE:  I haven't told you how I came to Bern...
    LYNDIS:   You mean you didn't wander here by chance?
    WALLACE:  No, not by chance.  I came to Bern for a reason.  I had a purpose...
    LYNDIS:   A purpose?
    WALLACE:  The bandits that used to live in the Taliver Mountains... They are
              no more.  I destroyed the bandits of Taliver.
    LYNDIS:   ...Why!? Why did you do such a thing!? The bandits of Taliver were my
              enemies! They were mine to...
    WALLACE:  ...Lady Lyndis.  I killed them--but not for revenge.  I want you to be
              happy... I wanted the single daughter of Lord Hassar and
              Lady Madelyn... ...to be happy.
    LYNDIS:   ... ...
    WALLACE:  Lady Lyndis.  If you truely wished revenge upon them, you should be
              happy.  Hatred can be strength.  On the plains, you needed that
              strength to survive.  But left too long, hatred can twist and consume
              you.
    LYNDIS:   ... ...
    WALLACE:  The blood of your parents flows in your veins.  That you live must
              bring them no end of joy.  But for you to be filled with such hate...
              Is this what your parents would have wished for?
    LYNDIS:   But...But I... ... ...
    WALLACE:  My words now might not reach you, I know that.  Still, Lady Lyndis,
              listen: I pray that your heart will not be clouded.  For you have the
              clear eyes of your mother, and in clarity lies beauty.
    
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    SAIN/REBECCA     C RANK     CC024
    
    SAIN:     Wohh!
    REBECCA:  Wh-What is it?
    SAIN:     O beautiful vision of delight, please tell me your name!
    REBECCA:  It's Rebecca...
    SAIN:     Rebecca.  Such a lovely sound! So simple, yet it has a kind of
              crystal-perfect ring to it... I must say, it suits you so...
              elegantly...
    REBECCA:  Please...stop.  You're embarrassing me.  It's just a name.
    SAIN:     My dear Rebecca! it is unsafe here.  Come to my side!  We knights
              are honor-bound to protect fair maidens...
    REBECCA:  Look, I'm nobody's maiden, all right? I'm just a girl from a small
              village, OK?
    SAIN:     For one so lovely, humble beginnings matter not! Dear Rebecca, take
              my hand!
    REBECCA:  Uhh, no thanks.  I think I'd rather walk.
    
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    SAIN:     Ahh, Rebecca!
    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     What lovely weather! It is as if the skies wish to bless our meeting!
    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     Hm? Am I deceived, or do you regard me with a somewhat icy gaze this
              morn?
    REBECCA:  ...Sain.
    SAIN:     Y-Yes...?
    REBECCA:  Lady Lyndis told me about you... About how you would flirt with every
              woman you saw in Caelin.
    SAIN:     Ulp...
    REBECCA:  I had no idea.  I thought you were just being nice.
    SAIN:     Ah, do not misunderstand... You see, it is my fate, my curse, if you
              can call it such...
    REBECCA:  What, that you have to hit on lots and lots of women? Tell the truth.
    SAIN:     I... I... Yes.
    REBECCA:  How many?
    SAIN:     Well... All of them.  Every woman I've ever seen, I guess... But they
              are all just so unspeakably beautiful!
    REBECCA:  I see.  Well, you should know that I could never be with someone like
              you.  Good-bye.
    SAIN:     Ahh!! Rebecca! ...Blast my honesty!
    
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    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     Rebecca! Why have you come? Ahh, you've come to see me!
    REBECCA:  I...just wanted to return this.
    SAIN:     But I... I sent that letter to you...
    REBECCA:  Yeah, well, it's a pretty boring letter.  It says nothing but
              "I love you," and "you're the sweetest."
    SAIN:     ...By returning this, you must...
    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     So you return my feelings!?
    REBECCA:  Err, no... I'm just giving it back because it's meaningless.
    SAIN:     ...Meaningless? What are you saying?
    REBECCA:  Look, Sain... You say these things to every woman you meet.
              Therefore, none of those women feel special!
    SAIN:     Is that how you see me?
    REBECCA:  Yeah...
    SAIN:     ...But surely I must have some good points! And besides, my feelings
              for you are real!
    REBECCA:  Sain... ...Are you really that serious about me?
    SAIN:     Yes.
    REBECCA:  I... Can I trust you?
    SAIN:     Yes, of course!
    REBECCA:  Then, Sain... You won't mind if I go tell Lady Lyndis about us right
              away?
    SAIN:     ......
    REBECCA:  ...Sain?
    SAIN:     ...Ahhh, sure you can.  ...If you feel you must.
    REBECCA:  I knew it! Sain, you're a pig!
    SAIN:     Whoa! Wait! Rebecca, my love!!
    
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    KENT:  Sain!
    SAIN:  Ah, Kent!
    KENT:  Take it easy out there, all right? We're not the only ones fighting
           here, you know? Feel free to let Lord Eliwood face the enemy now and
           again.
    SAIN:  But then... How can I show off my grace in battle?
    KENT:  For whom do you intend to "show off"?
    SAIN:  Why, all of the lovely ladies in our camp, of course! This is the best
           time to catch their eye, you know.  I've got to look good for my
           admirers!
    KENT:  You will never change, will you? You should think more of the needs of
           our whole group, instead of rushing off into the fray like a berserker!
    SAIN:  I'll be fine, Mother! And I'm off!
    KENY:  Sain, wait! What a bloody fool...
    
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    KENT:  ...
    SAIN:  Kent! Is there something troubling you?
    KENT:  Sain. No, it's nothing.
    SAIN:  Then why are you staring off into the distance like that? What are you
           looking at? Hey, is that... Lady Lyndis? Ohhh, I get it now!
    KENT:  ...I merely hoped to see if she were all right. It is our duty to protect
           our liege, is it not?
    SAIN:  Yeah, Sure it is. Say, Kent?
    KENT:  Yes?
    SAIN:  As your older, wiser companion, let me give you a word of advice. It would
           never work.
    KENT:  What? What are you talking about?
    SAIN:  You can't hide it from me, partner! I can just tell by that dumb look on
           your face!
    KENT:  Sain, do not presume to know what I am thinking! I just...as her knight...
    SAIN:  Oh get over it! You can admit it, can't you?! I mean she is beautiful, and
           she is kind...How could anyone not have feelings for her?
    KENT:  ...So, Sain...you, too?
    SAIN:  Of course! Falling for beautiful women is what we cavaliers do! But I
           guess I will have to let you take the lead here, since that is truly the
           knightly thing to do for one's partner...
    KENT:  H-Hold on! Who said I intended to--
    SAIN:  Because, you know, I really owe you one...Right, Kent! I'm going to leave
           the way open for you, now! And...feel free to rely on my vast library of
           experience with women. Because...you certainly will need it...won't you?
    KENT:  I'll grant you, talking to women has never been my strong suit.
    SAIN:  Right, then! Shut your mouth and open your ears! Your lessons will begin
           with basic flattery!
    
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    SAIN:  Hey, Kent! We've learned quite a bit on this quest, haven't we?
    KENT:  I suppose.
    SAIN:  You suppose? Why, when we get back to Caelin, we should gather all the
           lovely lasses we know and have one big, magnificent--
    KENT:  Don't start with that again, Sain. This is no time for gaiety. There is
           still much fighting ahead of us. Either one of us could fall in the battle
           to come.
    SAIN:  You always expect the worst. That's why Lady Lyndis never...
    KENT:  Hold your tongue. I'll have none of your foolishness now! Just keep your
           wits about you, that's all I'm saying. One overconfident lurch into danger
           could easily--
    SAIN:  Overconfident? Who's overconfident? I know this isn't going to be easy...
           But I'll not let that shake me. After all, I'm not alone. I've got you.
           And you've got me, right? Right?
    KENT:  Yeah, you're right.
    SAIN:  So let's get riding, shall we? And watch my back partner!
    KENT:  Of course, my friend! With honor.
    
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    SAIN/PRISCILLA     C RANK     CC023
    
    SAIN:       Ohh....!
    PRISCILLA:  Hm?
    SAIN:       Those eyes, with such exquisite sorrow! What subtle and
                fine nobility they possess! You must be a highborn lady
                of Etruria!
    PRISCILLA:  Yes.  I am the daughter of Count Caerleon, Priscilla.
                It is an honor to meet a knight such as yourself.
    SAIN:       I am Sain! Sain of the Caelin knights! That Sain!
    PRISCILLA:  ...I heard you the first time.
    SAIN:       Dear Lady Priscilla... No! Let me call you princess!
    PRISCILLA:  What?
    SAIN:       May I address you thus? Princess Priscilla?
    PRISCILLA:  I...suppose I don't mind.  If you feel that you must...
                You may address me any way you like.
    SAIN:       My deepest thanks, Princess Priscilla! Ahh, what a
                splendid pleasure!
    PRISCILLA:  You...are a very odd fellow.
    
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    SAIN/PRISCILLA     B RANK     CC023
    
    SAIN:       Princess Priscilla!
    PRISCILLA:  Sain? What is it? You seem out of breath!
    SAIN:       Ahh, what has happened in my absence? I saw from a distance... It
                was as if you were filled with an immeasurable sadness! See how your
                servant of love hastens to join you?
    PRISCILLA:  Nothing has happened. I am just as I usually...
    SAIN:       Ah, thank the heavens! I thought some foul gloom might have
                overtaken your tender heart! Your faithful Sain could not bear it!
    PRISCILLA:  ...Actually, something has overtaken my heart... ...for...some time
                now.
    SAIN:       Ohh!! Please! I cannot endure your sadness! Please, if you can, let
                me bear witness to your grief! I will open up to you all the grace
                and goodness within me!
    PRISCILLA:  ...But this thing... I cannot tell it to anyone...
    SAIN:       !!
    PRISCILLA:  I'm sorry... ...have I hurt your feelings?
    SAIN:       ...... ...It is fine.
    PRISCILLA:  Hm?
    SAIN:       It is merely a flutter of the heart... But please...do not worry
                about me.
    PRISCILLA:  Again, I am sorry. I should go now...
    SAIN:       Ah, Princess Priscilla! If this sadness should overcome you
                entirely... Then please...consider confessing all to your darling
                Sain! You need explain no more! I will ask nothing of you!
                Darling...I would do anything for you!
    PRISCILLA:  Really? ...Ah. Thank you, Sain.
    
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    SAIN:       Pr-Princess Priscilla... Urghh...
    PRISCILLA:  What happened?
    SAIN:       While trying to protect you, Princess, I have suffered a severe
                wound. I beg you, Princess, can you not heal me with your shining
                staff and loving heart?
    PRISCILLA:  You really are hurt, right? You're not just making this up, are you?
    SAIN:       O-Of course not! How could your Sain ever lie to you?
    PRISCILLA:  Well, it's just that you've already done this six times... Like
                when you suffered a "terrible" sunburn? When the cold turned your
                lips blue?
    SAIN:       This time is for real, I swear it!
    PRISCILLA:  Fine, fine. Just lie still here...
    SAIN:       Ahh...
    PRISCILLA:  ...I meant to ask you this earlier, but... Sain...should you not be
                fighting at Lady Lyndis's side in battle? She is the liege you are
                bound to protect, am I right?
    SAIN:       Have no fear! She has given me her leave! I am now in your service,
                beautiful creature! That is, of course, if you would have me!
    PRISCILLA:  Well, I guess I don't mind, but...
    SAIN:       Y-You don't!?
    PRISCILLA:  ...I mean. If all that stuff you said earlier was true... Then you
                can stay by me as long as you like...
    SAIN:       What splendid pleasure! Of course! I will never leave you, Princess!
    PRISCILLA:  Is that...true?
    SAIN:       Of course it is!
    PRISCILLA:  But... When this journey ends, you will leave, correct?
    SAIN:       ! I...
    PRISCILLA:  You are a Lycian knight... Certainly, you would not come home with
                me to Etruria?
    SAIN:       ...Yes. I am a Lycian knight. And my loyalty as a knight must be
                unwavering... But, Princess...
    PRISCILLA:  ...I understand. The time you spent at my side on this journey... I
                thank you for every minute of it. You may not have noticed, but...
                You made me very...happy.
    SAIN:       Princess... I...
    PRISCILLA:  No, Sain... That sad face does not suit you... Please. Be bright as
                you always are... If you don't...I will not be able to hold back
                the tears... So please, smile... Smile for me...like you always do.
    
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    SAIN/SERRA     C RANK     CC025
    
    SAIN:   Ahh... Sweetest Serra! No matter how often I see you, you always present
            the freshest and most lovely appearance!
    SERRA:  Well, well... Sain.  I've always thought you had an eye for beauty.
    SAIN:   That is but one of the good traits that runs in our good house... And,
            surely, it is what has brought us together now! Ah, Serra, we would
            make such a fine pair!
    SERRA:  Well, I don't know about that quite yet, but...
    SAIN:   Ahh, a bit coy, are we? Or perhaps you wish to delay the pleasure to
            make it sweeter?
    SERRA:  It's not that, but... Wait, you're just trying to get me to say yes,
            right?
    SAIN:   For that, I would do anything, my dear!
    SERRA:  Mmm, well... We'll see, won't we?
    
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    SAIN/SERRA     B RANK     CC025
    
    SERRA:  Hey, Sain, look at this! What do you think! Isn't it adorable?
    SAIN:   Yes. What a lovely little doll!
    SERRA:  No, silly! It's not a doll.  It's a special necklace, sold only in
            Etruria.
    SAIN:   That's a necklace? Well, that's... rather...peculiar.
    SERRA:  Yeah, they haven't really gotten around yet.  But they're a big hit with
            the fashion elite.
    SAIN:   Is that right? Well, Serra, you certainly have good fashion sense.  I
            still don't know very much about these sort of things.
    SERRA:  But of course not! Caelin is pretty out of the way, even for Lycia! Even
            Lyn, who is just gorgeous, has zero fashion sense.
    SAIN:   Ahh... How can you say that?
    SERRA:  You know, Ostia is probably the center of the fashion world right now,
            so that's probably why you don't get my style.  I'm just so far ahead
            of the rest of the fashion world.
    
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    SERRA:  Hey, Sain.  So, who do you think Lyn will end up with? Lord Eliwood?
            Lord Hector, maybe?
    SAIN:   Lady Lyndis? Hmmm... Why do you ask?
    SERRA:  Well, you know, it's fun to guess! No matter who she chooses, it'll be
            big news throughout Lycia, right? But who? Who? Which one, do you think?
    SAIN:   I think it's a mistake to restrict the contest to just those two.  Why
            this humble knight might be a suitable suitor.
    SERRA:  No, not you, Sain. You're not even in the running...
    SAIN:   What!? I had no idea! Could that sparkle in her eye have been nothing
            more than the reflection of my own love?
    SERRA:  Yeah. I check up on these things, you know.  And according to my
            sources, the one that Lyn likes is...
    SAIN:   She likes--?
    SERRA:  Lord Hector, I'd say... They argue a lot, but that's the sign of
            passion! My intuition is very keen.  Personally, I'd go for Lord Hector
            anyway... I mean, he's royalty! As the heir, he'll be the future
            marquess!
    SAIN:   Hmmm... Hey! Serra! Can you tell me who has eyes for me?
    SERRA:  Nope, nope, nope. I know, but I won't tell.
    SAIN:   But...why!?
    SERRA:  Because...you hit on all the girls... And
            I...think...that...makes...you...gross.  So I will never tell!
    SAIN:   Ahhh! Hold on! Serra!
    
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    SAIN/ISADORA     C RANK     CC021
    
    SAIN:     Ahh! What awe-inspiring beauty!
    ISADORA:  Who?
    SAIN:     A lovely female knight! Please, tell me your name!
    ISADORA:  ...... I am Isadora, of the royal Pheraen knights.
    SAIN:     I am Sain... a humble knight of Caelin. Fair Lady Isadora, may I have
              a moment of your time?
    ISADORA:  Sir, I am not so noble as to be called "lady." And...we are in the
              midst of battle...
    SAIN:     Ahh, but all the more reason! I know so little about you, my
              comrade-in-arms! If we are to emerge victorious, then we must
              understand each other completely!
    ISADORA:  ...Are all the knights of Caelin like you?
    SAIN:     Of course! What say you, Lady Isadora? After this, we should retire
              to my tent for...
    ISADORA:  ...That is quite an offer, sir knight, but perhaps you could help me
              with my training instead?
    SAIN:     Your...training? But, Lady Isadora, we could have so much more fun if
              we--
    ISADORA:  Could we meet instead with lances on horseback? If you can make one
              blow with the lance, I will agree to meet you again. How does that
              sound?
    SAIN:     Ah, now that is training that I could truly relish! Wait for me,
              Lady Isadora!
    
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    SAIN:     Lady Isadora!
    ISADORA:  ...Oh, it's you again. I thought I had won our little wager...
    SAIN:     Well, yes, I suppose you did, but... I would like... a rematch.
              This time... I will not lose.
    ISADORA:  ...I see. Well, you look serious enough. I was beginning to think
              these knights of Caelin were no more than armor stuffed with straw...
              Forgive me. I applaud your spirit.
    SAIN:     So you accept?
    ISADORA:  I do. We will meet with lances tonight after the battle. I do not
              know if the outcome will change, but I will gladly bring to bear all
              of my skill when I meet you on the field.
    
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    ISADORA:  Sir Sain, you still live, I see!
    SAIN:     Ah, Dame Isadora! Of course I do! It is all thanks to the lance arts
              of Pherae that you taught me.
    ISADORA:  Oh...that was nothing... I have learned much more from you... Do you
              still find value in me as a sparring partner?
    SAIN:     But of course! You have taught me so much! Caelin and Pherae have
              such different approaches to the lance!
    ISADORA:  Yes, it is as you say. In fact...we should gather all good knights
              of Caelin and Pherae for a single jousting tournament...
    SAIN:     Brilliant, Dame Knight! All knights of Lycia would profit from such
              a chance to experience each others' styles!
    ISADORA:  Yes. I think you are right.
    SAIN:     Ah! I know! We should meet to plan the details of this tournament!
              Leave the time and place to me! And, Dame Isadora, what type of
              cuisine do you fancy? I know a pub in Caelin with the finest ales.
    ISADORA:  ...Sir Sain. You are...reverting to your former self...
    
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    SAIN:   Oh...! You are the Fiora I have heard so much about! you are even...
            Three times lovelier than I had heard!
    FIORA:  I'm sorry? How do you know my name?
    SAIN:   Oh, but my dear...I have memorized all the names of every woman in
            this army!
    FIORA:  ...I am Fiora, of the Ilian knights. May we fight with honour.
    SAIN:   I am Sain, of the Caelin knights! That's S-A-I-N. Do not forget,
            my lovely!
    FIORA:  Right. Nice to meet you...
    SAIN:   Lady Fiora! Please, be at ease...I will protect you with all the
            strength and courage in my heart!
    FIORA:  ......
    SAIN:   Now, come closer, don't be shy!
    FIORA:  Please forgive me if I abstain. And I am capable of defending myself,
            thank you. Now if you will...
    SAIN:   Ahh...!? Fiora! Fly away from me if you must! But to shine so
            beautifully as you go! How cruel, my love! How cruel!
    
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    SAIN:   Fiora!
    FIORA:  ...Sain.
    SAIN:   Yes, it is I! Your knight and protector, Sain!
    FIORA:  How...unexpected that we should meet again...
    SAIN:   Unexpected? Surely you mean destined! Don't you, fair Fiora?
    FIORA:  Sain, I can fight on my own. So, if you don't mind...
    SAIN:   That will not do, fair lady! For I am bound
            to... to... to......
    FIORA:  Hm? Are you all right? ...Are you injured?
    SAIN:   It is nothing! I am always the very picture of health!
    FIORA:  Enough of that! Just let me... Oh! Your forehead is burning!
            Have you been fighting like this all day?
    SAIN:   I am fine! I can overcome this with sheer willpower!
    FIORA:  You should rest...Look, just lay down here...
    SAIN:   B-But I can't!! I can still stand and fight!
    FIORA:  Don't be a fool. Look at you...
    SAIN:   But... I have promised you. I must protect you!
    FIORA:  What...?
    SAIN:   It is the duty of all knights to protect women! In the face of
            that duty, this ailment is but a blush! ......
    FIORA:  ...Sain? Sain, wake up!
    SAIN:   Ah, I see...Fields of flowers...
    
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    SAIN:   Fiora!
    FIORA:  Sain...You look much better now...
    SAIN:   How could I not? Your love has brought me from the brink of death!
    FIORA:  You know, I think I liked you better near the brink of death... But...
            at least I have confirmed that you are indeed a knight.
    SAIN:   You have? Then, darling, come closer! Let this humble knight protect
            you with all his passion and love!
    FIORA:  I think I shall pass. I think being at your side presents its own,
            unique dangers...
    SAIN:   Ah, my dear, you cut me deeply! But lovely Fiora...you have flown
            into my heart! Ulp! Where do you find such embarrassing things to say?
            Fiora!
    FIORA:  Sain... You look much better now...
    SAIN:   How could I not? Your love has brought me from the brink of death!
    FIORA:  You know, I think I liked you better near the brink of death...
            But... at least I have confirmed that you are indeed a knight.
    SAIN:   You have? Then, darling, come closer! Let this humble knight protect
            you with all his passion and love!
    FIORA:  I think I shall pass. I think being at your side presents its own,
            unique dangers...
    SAIN:   Ah, my dear, you cut me deeply! (Fiora leaves) But lovely Fiora...
            you have flown into my heart! Ulp! Where do you find such embarrassing
            things to say?
    
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    MATTHEW/SERRA     C RANK     CC030
    
    SERRA:    La, la...la la la... La la la, laa...la...
    MATTHEW:  ...Hey.
    SERRA:    Oh, it's Matthew! Maaaaatth...yooo!  What? What is it? What's wrong?
              It's just...Matthew! Are you daft? ...... I...am...going...to...
              tell...Hector...you...said...that!
    MATTHEW:  ...Cripes.  What's wrong with you?
    SERRA:    Hey.  Where are you going? Come on.  Over here, over here! Lord
              Hector said you have to stay by my side, no matter what, right? I am
              a sweet, helpless little cleric... You have to protect me!
    MATTHEW:  Protect you? But I'm a thief! I don't get into brawls...
    SERRA:    That's fine! I can heal you if you get hurt! So come on, don't be
              shy... right over here!
    MATTHEW:  You know... I've been wondering about this for a while... But...are
              you really one of Elimine's clerics? Are you sure you're not actually
              the follower of some dark, evil god?
    SERRA:    That was very, very, very mean, Matthew! Are you trying to hurt my
              tender feelings?
    MATTHEW:  ...Hmm.  Tender.  Right.  Let's get going.
    
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    SERRA:    Ahhh-ahh.  All this time in the sun is doing terrible things to my
              skin! Lord Hector needs to take better care of his vassals!
    MATTHEW:  Come on.  We should keep moving.
    SERRA:    Hey, hey, Matthew! Wouldn't it be great if we had our own vassals?
    MATTHEW:  Hm? Who needs 'em.  you don't need partners to swipe treasure and
              unlock doors.  And too many people means too many footfalls.
    SERRA:    But I want my own vassals!
    MATTHEW:  ...Oh, please, not again.  And what exactly would you have your
              vassals do?
    SERRA:    Well, first of all, they would have to call me Lady Serra... And
              bring me cold, refreshing drinks... And massage my feet and shoulders
              every day... I would also require their absolute submission to my
              every whim, of course... I don't need much, just a faithful servant
              who would slave away for me until death!
    MATTHEW:  ...Oh, is that all? Well, then...
    SERRA:    I wonder if someone has misplaced his vassals recently.  Maybe
              there's just one lying around here somewhere...
    MATTHEW:  Not...bloody...likely.
    
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    SERRA:    Hey, Matthew! Listen to this! you'll never believe how mean
              Lord Hector was to me!
    MATTHEW:  ...Blimey.  What now?
    SERRA:    I said to him, "Give me some vassals," and do you know what
              he said back to me? Can you guess? Can you? NOTHING! He
              ignored me! Can you believe it?
    MATTHEW:  ...And you are so very, very difficult to ignore...
    SERRA:    Right! You are seriously then only one who could understand
              how much hurt I am feeling right now!!
    MATTHEW:  I'm not sure anyone could understand...
    SERRA:    Why is Lord Hector always so mean to us? I mean, we are
              always putting our life on the line for him!
    MATTHEW:  ...I hate to admit it, but you may have a point there...
              I have approached him many times with my own request, only
              to be turned away...
    SERRA:    Yeah, see!?  So, what did you ask for, Matthew? Vassals?
              Rank? Promotion? Jewels?
    MATTHEW:  Ehh... I told him there was... an unwanted distraction...
              that it was making it difficult for me to work... that he
              should let me do things my own way, that I should be...free
              from this distraction...
    SERRA:    Yeah! Yeah! I totally know what you mean, Matthew! Lord
              Hector just doesn't understand our needs! We should go
              complain to him together!
    MATTHEW:  ...Man, are you ever thick...
    SERRA:    Come along, Matthew! You'll be left behind if you dawdle so!
    MATTHEW:  She's not bad looking... If only she would just...shut...
              up...
    SERRA:    Matthew!!
    MATTHEW:  Yeah, yeah.  Come along, I know.  ...Save...me...
    
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    MATTHEW:  Greetings, Guy.
    GUY:      M-Matthew!
    MATTHEW:  You seem well.  Gotten used to the troop?
    GUY:      As much as could be hoped...
    MATTHEW:  That is good, then.  Now, what shall I have you do next?
    GUY:      What!? I joined your army, I've paid back what I ate!
    MATTHEW:  Now, Guy, have you forgotten? One favor for one piece of meat, right?
              You still owe me three Favors.
    GUY:      H-Hey, that's no fair!
    MATTHEW:  Don't try to play dumb with me.  Look, you wrote it here on this
              oathpaper yourself.
    GUY:      Grr... Demon! What grudge drives you to be so cruel to me!
    MATTHEW:  You're not one to mince words, are you? We had a deal.
    GUY:      Grr... I'll never give in! I challenge you--the stakes: that
              oathpaper!
    MATTHEW:  Now why would I have to do something like that?
    GUY:      Ah--ah hah! You're just scared I'd beat you!
    MATTHEW:  Guy, no one's dumb enough to fall for that old ruse.
    GUY:      Ahh--quiet! If you're a man, you'll fight me!
    MATTHEW:  Fine, fine, have it your way.  I'll take you on, just this once.
              If you win, your debts are canceled.
    GUY:      R-Really?
    MATTHEW:  Yes.  And...I get to choose the timing of the fight.
    GUY:      Then choose! My sword will never lose to yours! I'll show you just
              how much I've learned!
    
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    MATTHEW:  Ah, Guy.  Too bad about the fight, eh?
    GUY:      Y--You--!
    MATTHEW:  What? Got a problem?
    GUY:      Y-You're a coward, attacking me in my sleep like that! Your sword is
              without honor! You hear me!?
    MATTHEW:  What do I care? I'm no knight.  Speaking of knights... How do you
              expect to succeed getting taken in by a simple night attack?
    GUY:      Yes, b-but...!
    MATTHEW:  Listen, Guy.  There's a story of a famous knight you should know.
              One day, this knight received a challenge.  His opponent named a time
              and a place, and he agreed.  Then, when his opponent turned to walk
              off, he cut him down right then and there.
    GUY:      T-That's cowardice!
    MATTHEW:  No, his opponent was weak to turn his back on an enemy.  That is the
              true nature of combat.  Would you stand on the battlefield, calling
              your enemy a coward?
    GUY:      Y-Yes, but... F-Fine, I get it! I lost! Fine!
    MATTHEW:  Good.  Now you owe me four favors.
    GUY:      Grr... I won't lose next time.
    
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    MATTHEW:  Hello, Guy.  That bump on your head getting any better?
    GUY:      Grr...
    MATTHEW:  You should know better than to try to sneak in when I'm sleeping.
              You're really east to read, you know that?
    GUY:      I-I won't lose next time!
    MATTHEW:  Hey...Guy.  Back in Sacae you were saying you wanted to become the
              strongest knight of all.  Is that your dream... or your goal?
    GUY:      Huh?
    MATTHEW:  If it's a dream, then be done with it.  There are plenty of dreamers
              with swords.  Plenty stronger than you, plenty with more talent...
              To be the strongest, you have to beat them all.
    GUY:      I-I know that!
    MATTHEW:  What will you do when you hit your wall? that one opponent you'll
              never be able to beat?
    GUY:      ...
    MATTHEW:  When you hit that wall that you just can't get over... That's when
              you'll realize.  You're not special.  You're a bit player, one of
              the masses.
    GUY:      ...
    MATTHEW:  Most people give up then.  They realize they're not young anymore,
              they don't have talent.  They think up some excuse why they don't
              have to try.  That's how they go on with their lives.
    GUY:      B-But I'm different! I won't end up like them! As long as I live,
              I'll keep fighting!
    MATTHEW:  I see... Then, best of luck, Guy.  I'm rooting for you.
    GUY:      Eh...?
    MATTHEW:  You're to become the best knight in Sacae, right? Then you'd best
              beat me one of these days.  And you'll have to get stronger to do
              that.
    GUY:      Of course! I will!
    
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    MATTHEW/OSWIN     C RANK     CC029
    
    OSWIN:    Matthew! Have you seen Hector?
    MATTHEW:  No, I haven't.
    OSWIN:    That man just goes where he pleases! And I told him, knights stand
              their ground!
    MATTHEW:  Haha! Not him! Young folk these days just can't stay put! Even you
              were young once, right, Oswin?
    OSWIN:    Always trying to take care of things on his own... That one needs to
              learn how to think about others!
    MATTHEW:  Yeah, but that's what I like about him.  Things are never dull when
              he's around!
    OSWIN:    Like him, don't like him... This is not the time for such talk.
              It's your coddling him that caused this in the first place.
              Matthew? Hey! I wasn't done yet!
    
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    MATTHEW:  You know, Oswin, I just don't get it. How long do we need to be on
              this quest?
    OSWIN:    What do you mean, Matthew?
    MATTHEW:  We are men of Ostia, aren't we? Our young master is risking his life
              for the sake of his friends, but if you think about what is best for
              Ostia...
    OSWIN:    ...Hmm. I agree. But Hector's not one to change his mind once it's
              made. So I am here just to keep him out of trouble. I've sworn to
              serve him truly, and so I shall. It is a most trying situation.
    MATTHEW:  Haw...
    OSWIN:    What is it, Matthew?
    MATTHEW:  Oh...nothing.
    OSWIN:    So why did you come on this journey? Didn't you say that spies do not
              join the fray?
    MATTHEW:  Yes, that's true... But if we leave him alone, who knows what might
              happen? He is faithful and brave at his best, and a spoiled child at
              his worst. We must keep an eye on him. And if we must watch him, we
              might as well fight along his side.
    OSWIN:    ...You seem pleased by that, Matthew...
    MATTHEW:  Well, I have been long accustomed to his presence, his behavior.
              But...I rather thought your appraisal of him to be a bit generous of
              late...
    OSWIN:    That is...most certainly not true. ...No, certainly not.
    
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    MATTHEW:  It seems our young master intends to see this thing with Eliwood
              through to the end.
    OSWIN:    And so we shall follow him and remain loyal to the end as well. We
              must protect him at all cost.
    MATTHEW:  But...what do you think about those two?
    OSWIN:    What do you mean?
    MATTHEW:  Eliwood, son of Marquess Pherae.  Hector, brother of Marquess Ostia.
              Each one bears the weight of a nation... How will they govern Lycia?
              Aren't you curious?
    OSWIN:    Well... I believe Eliwood will make an idea leader... He may have
              faults, but he has the heart of the people.
    MATTHEW:  And what of our master, Hector?
    OSWIN:    Of him...I am not so sure. He would surely be unique in our history
              of leaders. Oh, who am I trying to be so diplomatic for?
    MATTHEW:  Anyway, he is what he is... At least he has no skill for treachery,
              unlike Lord Uther... But he will certainly face challenges...
    OSWIN:    Perhaps...that is best.
    MATTHEW:  I'm sorry?
    OSWIN:    Hector may not walk the right path. The path of Eliwood may be the
              right one, but maybe our Hector can win people with his
              inventiveness. By not walking the clear path, he always forges new
              ones... In that, he has great skill.
    MATTHEW:  You would say so much, Oswin? What has come over you?
    OSWIN:    ...I would not trust him to act without us, but...I would not want
              to see his good qualities hindered.
    MATTHEW:  Hmm, I see.
    OSWIN:    But...you will never tell Hector what I have just said. It is...not
              becoming of a knight.
    MATTHEW:  Heh heh... Yeah, I know.
    
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    MATTHEW/JAFFAR     C RANK     CC027
    
    MATTHEW:  Hey...you.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  You're Jaffar, right? You, uh... You're a Black Fang, aren't you?
              Did you know a girl named Leila?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  She was a spy in the service of House Ostia. She infiltrated Black
              Fang to get information on the enemy and...died. So, did you know
              her?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  Leila was the best spy we had working for us. The person who killed
              her... Even in the Black Fang, had to have been very skilled. One of
              the four assassins they call the Four Fangs... It was you, wasn't it.
    JAFFAR:   ...... ...Yes.
    MATTHEW:  Tsk...
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  ...The guy who killed Leila. I know it won't be so easy to take you
              down. This is the only greeting I have for you, Jaffar. I don't know
              what Lord Hector or Lord Eliwood thinks, but you're going to pay.
              When you're dying at my hands... You remember Leila's name.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    
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    JAFFAR:   ...... !
    MATTHEW:  ...You!
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  Scum... ...!?
    JAFFAR:   ...It's over.
    MATTHEW:  Blast! Leila...
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  ...!? You--!?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  Stop playing around... Are you trying to save my life? Do you think
              this will make amends?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  You killed Leila... You stole her life. Her voice, her smile... You
              stole everything! You'll pay for that! I'll make you pay!!
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  If you're not going to kill me, I'll make you regret it. I will
              dedicate my entire life to bringing you to your grave. Remember this
              one truth, Jaffar.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    
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    MATTHEW:  ......
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  Hey, Jaffar. What was it...Nino? Was that the girl's name?
    JAFFAR:   ...! ......
    MATTHEW:  That's right. My friends already have her restrained. You make a
              move, and the girl dies.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  Yes, it's dishonorable, but you know nothing of honor, do you? Don't
              move, Jaffar. If you hold still, Nino won't be harmed. I promise.
    JAFFAR:   ...I understand.
    MATTHEW:  You've got nerve, I'll say that. Leila...can you see me? I'm going
              to put an end to this right now.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  ...... Ah, Leila... Is this...right? Is this...what you want?
    JAFFAR:   ...... Why?
    MATTHEW:  ...... Lord Eliwood...he told me. You have no will of your own. You
              only acted on Nergal's orders. He said that the one who really killed
              Leila was Nergal.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  That... That doesn't matter to me. You were Leila's enemy. That will
              never change. Yet... The moment I was about to kill you... Leila...
              She stopped me.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  All I could think of was how to bring you down. If I could do that,
              I would...be able to mourn Leila... That's what I believed...
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  Go... The girl's safe. I never touched her.
    JAFFAR:   ...... Matthew. Is that your name?
    MATTHEW:  What?
    JAFFAR:   That woman... There was a name clinging to her final breath. She said
              "Matthew."
    MATTHEW:  Really?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    MATTHEW:  ......
    
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    LEGAULT:  Hm... And who would you be?
    MATTHEW:  ...... You're Black Fang, right?
    LEGAULT:  Hold on, relax. Former Black Fang. I've nothing to do with them
              anymore.
    MATTHEW:  I wonder. Disguise yourself, get close to the enemy... I am familiar
              with these duties, as are you.
    LEGAULT:  I understand your point. It is dificult to take a traitor on his
              honor, I'll wager. So what are you going to do? Are you going to kill
              me? And then tell your friends that I turned my coat on them as well?
    MATTHEW:  I'd love to, but I've no proof that you're an enemy, and so I can't.
              But don't forget. As long as you're here, I'll be watching you!
    LEGAULT:  My oh my! I'm not a popular fellow at all.
    
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    MATTHEW:  Legault. What was your nickname in the Fang? What kind of work did
              you do?
    LEGAULT:  So now I'm your new hobby, is that it? You falling for me?
    MATTHEW:  I'm not in the mood for your jokes. Tell me.
    LEGAULT:  All right, no need to get testy. I was a member of the Black Fang
              when you could count us all on two hands. They took me in because of
              my nimble agility. In the organization, I was known as the Hurricane.
              My job, like everyone else's, was assassination. The only difference
              were my targets. I was the one charged with...cleaning house.
    MATTHEW:  Cleaning house?
    LEGAULT:  Yep. As the cleaner, I was responsible for for executing anyone who
              betrayed the Fang. Black Fang members never beg for mercy. They'd
              rather die than be captured. It's cause they know... What happens to
              traitors. You can never run from the cleaner. That's Fang law. I
              worked to protect that law.
    MATTHEW:  Really? The Black Fang seems filled with some powerful fellows. And
              you? You don't look like much.
    LEGAULT:  Yeah, but you know... People have to sleep sometime. But then you
              know all about work like that, don't you?
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  Killing the people you've lived and worked with for years. You'll
              find yourself hated pretty quickly. That's one thing that makes this
              place comfortable. I can just be a simple hanger-on. Are you
              satisfied?
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  Well, that's all right. I'm not asking that you believe me right
              away.
    
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    LEGAULT:  Hm? What, you again? More questions for me? No one trusts me. Even
              after all that rambling I did earlier.
    MATTHEW:  There's one other important thing I haven't asked you. Why did you
              betray the Black Fang?
    LEGAULT:  ...... Do I really have to go into all of this?
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  ...OK, I see. I like the Black Fang the way it used to be. The
              commander was a father figure, Lloyd, Linus, Jan, and Uhai... There
              was nothing to be suspicious of then. We believed in our own
              righteousness. We can't go back... Back to the good old days. You
              understand, right? Right?
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  Sonia's arrival was the beginning of the end. The change came
              slowly... The Fang rotted away bit by bit. And it was all the doing
              of one creepy villain, Nergal... The Fang changed. And as it changed,
              so did our work.
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  Those who had no taste for killing, the wounded who couldn't work...
              We started receiving orders to kill these innocents, too. So... I was
              ordered by some stranger to kill a wounded companion of mine. Her
              name was Aesha. A woman I'd work with for years.
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  She'd made a mistake, and her wound cost her her skill at killing.
              Her career as an assassin was over. But she shouldn't have to die for
              that. She could have lived in some village somewhere... She should
              have had many days of happiness ahead of her... But......
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  I, with this hand, I...took her life. That's when it started. That's
              when I started thinking about getting out.
    MATTHEW:  ......
    LEGAULT:  That's it. You satisfied?
    MATTHEW:  ...Uhm... Legault?
    LEGAULT:  Mm?
    MATTHEW:  I'm sorry.
    LEGAULT:  What's this? Hearing you say that just made my day.
    MATTHEW:  Don't get the wrong idea. I don't trust you any more than before.
              But... Everyone's got a place in their hearts that they don't want to
              touch. ...That's it.
    LEGAULT:  Eh... Matthew, you're a good kid. It's a shame to waste you as a spy.
    MATTHEW:  Oh, shut up.
    
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    SERRA:   OK, let's see... Saint Elmine, praise be your graces.  Please ensure
             that no one dies in this battle.  Please grant me speed to heal my
             allies' wounds.  And, um, what else...
    OSWIN:   ......
    SERRA:   I want Hector to give me a lot of gold, and I want to get all the
             good food and only ever have to do the fun jobs, and I want a servant
             who does whatever I say, and everyone should worship me and give me
             things, add...uhh...
    OSWIN:   This is an unorthodox prayer.  Does it go on much longer?
    SERRA:   Lord Oswin!? Ohhh... Were you listening that whole time?
    OSWIN:   I have orders for you from Lord Hector.  You must join the healers on
             the front line...
    SERRA:   What!? You're joking.
    OSWIN:   Joking?
    SERRA:   you want me to be right up in the front, where all the swords and axes
             and spears are? Why should I be up there?
    OSWIN:   ...In a normal fight, you wouldn't.  But this time's different.
             Lord Hector and Lord Eliwood are on the front line.  If we, their
             retainers, do not help them, then what are we? Perhaps you
             convinced Hector to go easy on you last time? Not this time.
             Go to the front lines and do as you are told.
    SERRA:   ...Yes, m'lord...
    
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    OSWIN:  Serra.
    SERRA:  Ah, Lord Oswin! What is it? Oh! I know! You came here to praise me!
    OSWIN:  ...Why would you say that?
    SERRA:  For my efforts... Because I'm trying so hard, right? I was out
            healing on the front lines and everything earlier. You saw how
            good I was, healing all our troops! And, and, and...
    OSWIN:  Quiet, child. What you did was no more then expected.
    SERRA:  What?
    OSWIN:  It is your duty to heal those who are hurt. And any evaluation of
            your own success is trivial.
    SERRA:  What does that mean?
    OSWIN:  Your words and actions are bad for morale. I ask you as a fellow
            Ostian, behave yourself.
    SERRA:  Wh-What? Has someone been saying bad things about me? It's just
            jealousy, I tell you!
    OSWIN:  I am the one saying these things.
    SERRA:  Oh...
    OSWIN:  Your lack of control is harming others. From now on, exercise
            some discipline.
    SERRA:  ......Yes...m'lord.
    
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    OSWIN:  Serra.
    SERRA:  ......
    OSWIN:  What? What's wrong? Why don't you answer?
    SERRA:  ......
    OSWIN:  Serra!? Can't you speak!?
    SERRA:  ...... You...hate me...don't you?
    OSWIN:  What are you talking about?
    SERRA:  ...I want to talk to you, but... all you ever do is tell me everything
            I'm doing wrong... You don't like anything I do, right? So... So... ...
            ... ... ... ......sniff...
    OSWIN:  How has it come to this? Perhaps I have been stern in the past.  But I
            always had your interests in mind.
    SERRA:  ...Sniff Sniff... ......It's fine... It's my own fault for being so
            foolish.  It's no wonder you all hate me so.
    OSWIN:  ...Sigh... No ones hates you...
    SERRA:  ......Oh?
    OSWIN:  Our soldiers are all quite taken with you, in fact.
    SERRA:  ......
    OSWIN:  Why, even the enemy soldiers seem smitten by your charms.  That's why I
            asked you to lay low.
    SERRA:  ...I thought... you hated me... But...maybe you really like me? Maybe
            that's why you're so mean?
    OSWIN:  I did not intend to be mean.
    SERRA:  So you do like me? Ahh, what should I do? I have taken the vows of
            chastity!
    OSWIN:  You see...this is what I was talking about...
    SERRA:  You look old, but you're still in your thirties, right? Fourteen years
            apart, huh? Hey, that's not so bad!!
    OSWIN:  What? Woman, what in the name of all that--
    SERRA:  Oh, Lord Oswin, I am so happy to know how you feel! And I will
            certainly give it great consideration.  Just wait for my answer! Hee
            hee hee...
    OSWIN:  ...How I feel? Ooooh...
    
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    SERRA:  Oh, hi there, Erk!
    ERK:    ......
    SERRA:  You should be thanking me. I'm the one who got you into this outfit.
            In fact, you should be terribly grateful to me!
    ERK:    ...Well, you did introduce me to Lord Eliwood... But that's about it,
            really. I owe you no special obligation.
    SERRA:  That's the most ungrateful thing I've ever heard! You know, Erk, I've
            been with them longer than you have... So you really should treat me
            like your superior!
    ERK:    ...As usual, you use entirely confounding logic.  Doesn't Lord Eliwood
            decide such matters?
    SERRA:  Well, he hasn't mentioned it yet, but I'm sure he would agree. After
            all, I am his close friend and Hector's fiancee!
    Erk:    ...... ...Well, I've heard enough. Talking to you is just a neverending
            headache...
    SERRA:  Hold your tongue, servant! You would speak thus to your lady and liege?
            ...Hey! Erk, wait up!
    
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    SERRA:  Hi, Erk.
    ERK:    Mm? You again?
    SERRA:  What have you been doing? You're supposed to protect me! So hurry up
            and start protecting!
    ERK:    Why should I have to protect you? I have not been ordered to do so.
    SERRA:  Pfff! What are you talking about? My orders are good enough!
    ERK:    Look, I don't think you understand...
    SERRA:  Well, someone would have ordered you to eventually, anyway... Both Lord
            Eliwood and Lord Hector are captivated by my charm... So, wait...wouldn't
            that make me this army's... ...leader? Wow, I didn't even know I had
            that kind of power!!
    ERK:    Ahem... You are a member of House Ostia, are you not? So why are you
            putting on such airs? In some ways... I actually envy you...
    SERRA:  Oh, really? Well, it's always nice to receive compliments...
    ERK:    I really do envy you...
    
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    ERK:    Serra, could you please stop moving around so much? It's hard enough
            protecting you when you stand still...
    SERRA:  What's the matter, Mr. Frumpy-Face? Well, at least you've started taking
            my orders...
    ERK:    ...Look, it wasn't your order...I was actually instructed to guard you
            by someone in authority. And nothing else, got it?
    SERRA:  Oh, don't act like you don't love the chance to stay by my side! Come
            on, don't fight it...
    ERK:    ...Rubbish.
    SERRA:  I knew it! My beauty should be a crime! Ah, but poor Erk, it must be
            hard to be you...Surely Eliwood and Hector despise you for getting the
            chance to be with me like this...They might send you to the front line
            to die, even!!
    ERK:    I am not too worried about that.
    SERRA:  ...Hm. Now what kind of an answer is that? You must not understand the
            power I have over men! Now listen closely, and I'll explain from the
            beginning...
    ERK:    That's enough! Why do you pester me constantly!? If you hate me so, why
            be around me!?
    SERRA:  Don't say that! I'm the only one here who understands your dark,
            secretive personality! You're likely to starve to death or get hurt and
            die if I don't look after you! I just stay by your side to make sure
            that doesn't happen!
    ERK:    It's the same with me. People find you so annoying, they probably
            wouldn't look for you if you disappeared...So I stay with you to make
            sure you don't...
    SERRA:  You...don't mean that...
    ERK:    It's no worse than what you said!
    
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    FLORINA/SERRA     C RANK     CC032
    
    FLORINA:  Umm... Serra?
    SERRA:    Wha--! Florina! It's been a while, how are you?
    FLORINA:  Um, fine.  Say, I... Serra, can I ask you something?
    SERRA:    What?
    FLORINA:  How can I... become more like you?
    SERRA:    Like me? Well... Do you mean my breathtaking beauty? Or my impeccable
              fashion sense? Or do you mean...
    FLORINA:  Um... Not that stuff... I mean...your personality...
    SERRA:    I'm sorry?
    FLORINA:  When there are men nearby, I get scared, even if they're on our side.
              It...makes me somewhat useless in battle at times.
    SERRA:    Hmmm... I see.  Yes, leave it to me, Florina! If you just do everything
              I say, then you'll be like me in no time!
    
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    SERRA:    You know, I've been thinking... If you have trouble around guys...
              Maybe it's just because you're shy.  See, you're even a little
              reserved when talking to other women...
    FLORINA:  Y-Yes... I am.
    SERRA:    Then you just need to have more confidence! No matter who you're
              with, just think of yourself as being better than them! That'll
              do it!!
    FLORINA:  I can't think of them...as equals?
    SERRA:    No, no, not at all! Think of them as lowly little bugs if you can.
    FLORINA:  As...as bugs?
    SERRA:    Look, your shyness is pretty deeply ingrained, right? Then you'll
              just have to take drastic measures!! Stand up straight! Push out
              that chest! Raise that chin! Look me in the eye! No! I'm a bug,
              remember! Look at me with disgust!
    FLORINA:  Err, umm... Stand up...straight. Puff out... Like this?
    SERRA:    No! No! No! More defiant! And your legs! Take a wider stance! Yeah!
              That's better!
    FLORINA:  ...Um... I feel weird...
    SERRA:    Then eyes! Don't forget! Raise your chin! More disdain!
    FLORINA:  ...My...neck...hurts...
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    FLORINA/SERRA     A RANK     CC032
    
    SERRA:     How goes it, Florina? Have you been practicing what I showed you?
    FLORINA:   Umm, I'm sorry... Maybe I just... can't do it...
    SERRA:     Hmm... Maybe not... I guess not everyone can be like me... You know,
               this is a secret, but I'll go ahead and tell you... I am actually
               a noblewoman of Etruria.
    FLORINA:   R-Really?
    SERRA:     Yeah, I haven't told anyone, but I think they suspect as much.  I
               mean breeding confers... a certain grace and elegance.  Don't I just
               exude a certain air of total superiority?
    FLORINA:   Well, umm... I guess... You kind of are like a... a princess.
    SERRA:     Oh... So you think so, too? I knew you would, Florina!
    FLORINA:   Yes, I... I've always thought you were... different from the other
               people...
    SERRA:     Yeah! Yeah!
    FLORINA:   You're always bouncing around... Popping up and just... Just saying
               whatever you want...
    SERRA:     Wait, wait, wait! Now, which one of those makes me seem like a
               princess?
    FLORINA:   I really did want to be more like you... So I mustered my courage and
               approached you... I'm glad I did. We should stay friends...
    SERRA:     Aww...Florina!
    
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    SERRA/LUCIUS     C RANK     CC033
    
    SERRA:   ...Sooo, you're Lucius, right?
    LUCIUS:  Yes.  I am indeed, Sister Serra.
    SERRA:   Hunh.  ...This is the first time we've spoken.  Do you know why?
    LUCIUS:  Why? ...No, I do not.
    SERRA:   I just make it a policy not to make friends with girls who are as
             adorable as I am.  I don't need anyone else drawing attention away
             from me! So stay away from me, got it? Is that all sinking in?
    LUCIUS:  Y-Yes...
    SERRA:   Oh, and I forgot one thing! You can't come near me, but I expect you
             to fully back me up as your senior cleric, all right? We serve
             St. Elimine, right? I mean, we're the same? Well, you're much older,
             but you still need to follow the code!
    LUCIUS:  W-Well, yes.  Of course.  ...But.
    SERRA:   What? Do you have some complaint?
    LUCIUS:  No, no complaints... ...It's just... I'm...
    SERRA:   Why do you have to be so horribly annoying! Just tell me, already!
    LUCIUS:  I'm not a cleric.  I'm a monk, so... So......
    SERRA:   A M-Monk!?
    LUCIUS:  Yes...
    SERRA:   But...to be a monk, don't you have to... be a... Well...a guy?
    LUCIUS:  Yes.  Yes, you do.
    
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    SERRA:   ...Hahhh.  Was it some kind of dream? I refuse to believe that such
             a beautiful man could exist... And that I would meet him! ...I feel
             dizzy!
    LUCIUS:  I...beg your pardon. Is now a bad time?
    SERRA:   Oh!!
    LUCIUS:  I need to ask you, did I...do something to disturb you?
    SERRA:   ...N-No! I mean...not at all...
    LUCIUS:  Really? Oh, good. Because you got so quiet all of a sudden... I was
             worried...
    SERRA:   ......... Entrancing... What beautiful eyes...
    LUCIUS:  ...Sister Serra?
    SERRA:   Serra... Serra... He said my name! ...Oh, Elimine preserve me!
             Even his voice is... beautiful!
    LUCIUS:  Umm...
    SERRA:   Oh, what should I do? Oh! I know! I should pray! Saint Elimine,
             praise be your graces!!
    LUCIUS:  ...Umm...
    
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    SERRA:   Lord Lucius?
    LUCIUS:  Yes, child, what is it?
    SERRA:   I was wondering where you're...umm...from?
    LUCIUS:  I was born in Etruria.
    SERRA:   I knew it! That gorgeous blonde hair! Where else would you be from?
    LUCIUS:  ...Not all Etrurians have blonde hair...
    SERRA:   Oh, it was just a guess.  Don't take it so seriously. And what rank
             is your family at court? Barons? Viscounts, perhaps? Counts, even!?
             Oh, if they were dukes, I would just die!
    LUCIUS:  ......Serra. I am...a commoner.
    SERRA:   ...What? No way!
    LUCIUS:  My father was a soldier for hire. He died...when I was three.
    SERRA:   Ohh... Then... How did you live?
    LUCIUS:  My mother died shortly after of a wasting sickness. When she breathed
             her last... they took me in at the orphanage, where I spent several
             years...
    SERRA:   In an orphanage...
    LUCIUS:  ...I-I'm sorry... I am certainly not what you expected at all...
    SERRA:   ... ... ... ... ...
    LUCIUS:  Si-Sister Serra? Why are you crying so?
    SERRA:   ...No... You don't understand... I... I... I was raised in a convent.
    LUCIUS:  Oh...
    SERRA:   ...Like you... I grew up... ...in a strange...sad place...
             ......I understand... what it was like... ...
    LUCIUS:  You are very kind...
    SERRA:   ... ... ...
    LUCIUS:  Serra? Surely, we two, who have suffered so much, were meant to meet,
             destined by Saint Elimine. I am grateful to her for bringing you...to
             my side.
    SERRA:   Ohh, Lucius, I, too, am grateful...
    
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    GUY/PRISCILLA     C RANK     CC037
    
    PRISCILLA:  ...Umm.
    GUY:        Gah!
    PRISCILLA:  Oh, wait!
    GUY:        Hm!?
    PRISCILLA:  Your right cheek is cut.  There, that should do it.
    GUY:        ......
    PRISCILLA:  Please don't be afraid to tell me when you are hurt.  Farewell.
    GUY:        ...But it was barely a scratch.  ...Strange girl.
    
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    GUY:        Whoa! Watch out!
    PRISCILLA:  Huh? Eeeek!
    GUY:        What!?
    PRISCILLA:  Ahh...
    GUY:        Are you OK?
    PRISCILLA:  Y-Yes, I'm fine.  My concentration broke, and I lost my balance.
    GUY:        Come on, stand up now.  If I hadn't been there, you might have been
                hurt.
    PRISCILLA:  Yes.  ...I must thank you, Guy.
    GUY:        Huh!? H-How do you know my name?
    PRISCILLA:  Well, I saw you around, so I asked Merlinus.
    GUY:        You saw me...around.  So you know... ....Waaauughhh!
    PRISCILLA:  Wait! Don't go!
    
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    GUY:        ......Hahh. I can't beleive it... I'm so pitiful.
    PRISCILLA:  Why do you say that?
    GUY:        Well, it's just that when I found out you'd noticed me all this
                time... ...I'm so pitiful.
    PRISCILLA:  ...All this time?
    GUY:        Well, from the moment I first say her, I kept asking myself,
                what's a girl like that doing on a battlefield? I thought about
                her all the time...
    PRISCILLA:  "Her"...?
    GUY:        What!? Eeep!!!
    PRISCILLA:  Oh, excuse me.  I didn't mean to disturb you.
    GUY:        ...Oh...my heart...
    PRISCILLA:  So what about... a girl like me?
    GUY:        Err... I, uhhh....
    PRISCILLA:  You, uhhh...what?
    GUY:        I...you know... I think you're, umm, cu--
    PRISCILLA:  Yes?
    GUY:        Um, I mean that you're uhh...curious!
    PRISCILLA:  ......
    GUY:        Yeah, well, you looked like you needed a pal, so I showed up,
                just like that!
    PRISCILLA:  ......
    GUY:        Don't look so distressed.  I won't pry into your personal affairs.
    PRISCILLA:  ...Really?
    GUY:        When I see a woman in need, I just want to help.  That's the way
                we are, back in Sacae!
    PRISCILLA:  ...Thank you, Guy.
    GUY:        Oh, yeah... ...Uhh.  Leave it to me!
    
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    GUY:   Where...is this place? I'm lost out here! What'll I do if I can't find
           the rest of the troop? Ah, but I'm hungry!
    RATH:  ...
    GUY:   Wah! Say, you look like you come from Sacae...
    RATH:  ... What's your name?
    GUY:   Warrior Guy, of the Kutolah tribe!
    RATH:  The Kutolah?
    GUY:   Yes! One of the three tribes of Sacae! Led by the Silver Wolf, Lord
           Dayan himself!
    RATH:  ...I'm Rath.
    GUY:   Rath? Say, Rath...you...you aren't Kutolah, too, are you?
    RATH:  ...
    GUY:   Our chieftan had a son named Rath, you see. He left the tribe when I was
           young, so I don't know what he looks like...
    RATH:  ...Come.
    GUY:   Eh?
    RATH:  You're lost, aren't you? ...Follow me.
    GUY:   You'll help me? Really? For free?
    RATH:  How could I leave a fellow tribesman?
    GUY:   T-That's very kind of you. Y-You're very, very nice! It makes me proud
           to be a man of Sacae! Say, Rath, I won't forget this!
    RATH:  ...
    
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    GUY:   Hiya, Rath.
    RATH:  ...
    GUY:   Rath? Rath!?
    RATH:  ...I'm listening. What do you want?
    GUY:   Is Lady Lyn a Sacaen, too? I kind of got the feeling from the clothes
           she wears... And she kind of walks like us, wouldn't you say?
    RATH:  Aye, she's from Sacae. She's the daughter of the Lorca chieftan.
    GUY:   The Lorca? Never heard of them. But what's she doing with these Lycian
           lords?
    RATH:  ...
    GUY:   C'mon. You were traveling with her a year ago, weren't you? Didn't you
           hear anything?
    RATH:  ...Lyn is of our people. No matter what she chooses to do, that fact
           would not change.
    GUY:   ...Yes. Yes, you're right. A Sacae warrior proudly defends his own.
    RATH:  You...
    GUY:   Yes?
    RATH:  Why did you leave the tribe?
    GUY:   To become a great soldier of Sacae! I was never good with the bow, and,
           frankly, I'm terrible at hunting... But the chieftan told me I had a
           good sword arm.
    RATH:  ...
    GUY:   So I'm traveling and training to grow stronger! I must defend my tribe,
           and my mother as best as I can.
    RATH:  I...see.
    
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    GUY:   Rath! Hey, Rath! I know you're there!
    RATH:  ...What is it?
    GUY:   Ah, you were there! What you said--it was true! That stuff about
           sticking by your tribesmen. You've saved me before when I was in
           trouble, right?
    RATH:  If you've no business with me, then I'm leaving.
    GUY:   W-Wait up! Let me fight with you, please?
    RATH:  ...
    GUY:   I have to repay my debt... And I also have a duty to my fellow
           tribesman!
    RATH:  ...
    GUY:   I'm a warrior of Sacae! I can defend you! Really!
    RATH:  ...I suppose you are a warrior. Fine. Let it be so.
    GUY:   Right! You just wait, Rath. I'll show you my worth as a true warrior of
           Sacae!
    RATH:  ...We're leaving. Try to keep up.
    GUY:   Ack! W-Wait! Hold on! I'm more of a walker, really...maybe you could
           slow down a-- Rath! Wait for me!
    
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    GUY:    Y-You...!
    KAREL:  ......
    GUY:    Hold on! You're Karel, aren't you? You're the Sword Demon...
    KAREL:  ......
    GUY:    Oh, forgive me! I am Guy, a warrior from Sacae. I would like you to
            teach me the art of the sword!
    KAREL:  ......
    GUY:    Hm! What's with you? Why don't you--
    KAREL:  Be grateful for your inexperience. If you were stronger... I would cut
            you down where you stand.
    GUY:    I... I don't... What's your problem!?
    
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    GUY:    Master! Wait for me! Master Karel!
    KAREL:  ......
    GUY:    Please, I implore you! Teach me the art of the sword! I want my name to
            be known far and wide in Sacae!
    KAREL:  When my fame first spread in this land, many worthless dogs aspired to
            swordsmanship. Then they all fell, one by one... Forget it, pup. Leave
            my sight.
    GUY:    D-Don't go! You want someone to fight, don't you? Then make me your
            opponent!
    KAREL:  ......
    GUY:    I know I'm not good enough to fight you now. So, just train me in the
            sword. In one year's time, I swear I will master the art. Enough to
            match you--enough to best you!
    KAREL:  ...... You seem to mean it, don't you?
    GUY:    Y-Yes!
    KAREL:  Very well. From tonight, we begin your training. You will learn the
            sword.
    
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    GUY:    Master!
    KAREL:  ......
    GUY:    Master! How goes my training?
    KAREL:  ......
    GUY:    I really think I am getting the hang of it. Maybe I'm, you know, gifted
            or something? I'm still no match for you, but soon...
    KAREL:  Guy.
    GUY:    Hm?
    KAREL:  Your training is over.
    GUY:    Huh? Why?!
    KAREL:  You are strong enough. If I teach you any more than this... Then I will
            have to cut you down where you stand. I would cleave you in two before
            you could take a single breath.
    GUY:    ......!
    KAREL:  Even now, I can barely restrain my blade. It longs to bathe in your
            blood, to test your steel. The thought alone makes my blood roil.
    GUY:    M-Master!
    KAREL:  Leave. Never speak to me. Forget your offer to seek me out in a year's
            time.
    GUY:    M-Master! Thank you! I owe you so much. But when I said I would
            challenge you, that was no lie. I will grow stronger. I will beat you.
    KAREL:  ...So be it. When next our swords cross, we will see. Let us meet one
            year from now. Then I will know your skill. Until then.
    GUY:    ...... Yes...Master.
    
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    GUY:     ......
    LOUISE:  I wonder if that's enough...
    GUY:     Wha--!?
    LOUISE:  Don't move.
    GUY:     Huh?
    LOUISE:  ...... Hold for just a moment longer.
    GUY:     What are you talking about?
    LOUISE:  Yes. That will do it.
    GUY:     Answer me! Who are you!?
    LOUISE:  I am Countess Reglay, but you can call me Louise. I will be fighting
             by your side, so let's try to be more civil.
    GUY:     ......Hunh. All right then... I mean, hold on! What were you doing
             behind me just now?!
    LOUISE:  I fixed your hair.
    GUY:     My hair?
    LOUISE:  Yes. You now have lovely braids. That's all I did.
    GUY:     Oh. My hair, huh?
    LOUISE:  Now, if you'll excuse me...
    GUY:     She's gorgeous...but so strange...
    
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    LOUISE:  I have traveled far and wide with Count Pent before, but I have never
             been to Sacae. Those vast plains and warm, dry winds... It sounds like
             a place of wonderful freedom. I understand people live like families
             in their tribes.
    GUY:     ...Yes. My tribe is my family.
    LOUISE:  Guy, why did you leave your home?
    GUY:     I wanted to master the art of the sword. The warriors of Kutolah only
             ride horses and shoot bows. That is fine for some, but I far prefer
             the feel of a hilt in my hand. So I just decided, "From this day forth,
             I'm a swordsman!" And I left my tribe and began my training. That was
             three years ago.
    LOUISE:  Three years, you say? Don't you miss your family, traveling alone all
             this time?
    GUY:     Surely you jest! I am a proud warrior of Sacae!
    LOUISE:  Hmmf. That you are, most certainly.
    GUY:     I will become a grand knight! But until that day comes, I will not
             return home!
    LOUISE:  Then I wish you luck ...Indeed. What kind of person is your mother?
    GUY:     You know... The usual. She is not beautiful and refined like you,
             though...
    LOUISE:  But surely she is a fine woman.
    GUY:     Why do you say that?
    LOUISE:  Well, it's easy to see. She has raised such a fine son. If only Lord
             Pent and I could have children... We would love to see them grow
             strong and brave like you, Guy.
    GUY:     Hey... Stop treating me like a child!
    LOUISE:  Hahaha. Forgive me. ...But, Guy... You do think of your mother
             sometimes, don't you?
    GUY:     Well, I...
    LOUISE:  Don't you?
    GUY:     Well, sometimes... But hardly ever, really!
    LOUISE:  Hahaha.
    GUY:     Don't laugh at me!
    
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    PRISCILLA:  ...Umm.
    GUY:        Gah!
    PRISCILLA:  Oh, wait!
    GUY:        Hm!?
    PRISCILLA:  Your right cheek is cut.  There, that should do it.
    GUY:        ......
    PRISCILLA:  Please don't be afraid to tell me when you are hurt.  Farewell.
    GUY:        ...But it was barely a scratch.  ...Strange girl.
    
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    GUY:        Whoa! Watch out!
    PRISCILLA:  Huh? Eeeek!
    GUY:        What!?
    PRISCILLA:  Ahh...
    GUY:        Are you OK?
    PRISCILLA:  Y-Yes, I'm fine.  My concentration broke, and I lost my balance.
    GUY:        Come on, stand up now.  If I hadn't been there, you might have been
                hurt.
    PRISCILLA:  Yes.  ...I must thank you, Guy.
    GUY:        Huh!? H-How do you know my name?
    PRISCILLA:  Well, I saw you around, so I asked Merlinus.
    GUY:        You saw me...around.  So you know... ....Waaauughhh!
    PRISCILLA:  Wait! Don't go!
    
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    GUY:        ......Hahh. I can't beleive it... I'm so pitiful.
    PRISCILLA:  Why do you say that?
    GUY:        Well, it's just that when I found out you'd noticed me all this
                time... ...I'm so pitiful.
    PRISCILLA:  ...All this time?
    GUY:        Well, from the moment I first say her, I kept asking myself,
                what's a girl like that doing on a battlefield? I thought about
                her all the time...
    PRISCILLA:  "Her"...?
    GUY:        What!? Eeep!!!
    PRISCILLA:  Oh, excuse me.  I didn't mean to disturb you.
    GUY:        ...Oh...my heart...
    PRISCILLA:  So what about... a girl like me?
    GUY:        Err... I, uhhh....
    PRISCILLA:  You, uhhh...what?
    GUY:        I...you know... I think you're, umm, cu--
    PRISCILLA:  Yes?
    GUY:        Um, I mean that you're uhh...curious!
    PRISCILLA:  ......
    GUY:        Yeah, well, you looked like you needed a pal, so I showed up,
                just like that!
    PRISCILLA:  ......
    GUY:        Don't look so distressed.  I won't pry into your personal affairs.
    PRISCILLA:  ...Really?
    GUY:        When I see a woman in need, I just want to help.  That's the way
                we are, back in Sacae!
    PRISCILLA:  ...Thank you, Guy.
    GUY:        Oh, yeah... ...Uhh.  Leave it to me!
    
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    PRISCILLA:  Lord Brother...
    RAVEN:      Ah, Priscilla...
    PRISCILLA:  It is I--Might I be with you a moment?
    RAVEN:      ...Certainly.
    PRISCILLA:  Thank you.  ... ...
    RAVEN:      Something wrong?
    PRISCILLA:  I...am very happy.  To be next to my lord brother like this...
                I have dreamed often of this day.
    RAVEN:      ... ...
    PRISCILLA:  Um...Lord Brother? ...Do you remember this ring?
    RAVEN:      Hmm, what's that?
    PRISCILLA:  You have forgotten... That is too bad.  When I was young...
                When I was with you in Cornwell... You made a promise to me,
                brother.  You said: When I grew larger, you'd take me as your
                bride.
    RAVEN:      Yes, but, surely... Priscila...?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes, I know.  It was a child's game.  So you said to me as I cried
                and cried... And then you gave me this ring.
    RAVEN:      And...And you still...
    PRISCILLA:  I am still a child -- So allow me one more childish wish of you.
                Please, let me stand here, by your side.  Don't make me suffer in
                loneliness again.
    RAVEN:      ... ...
    
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    RAVEN:      Priscilla.
    PRISCILLA:  Yes, Lord Brother?
    RAVEN:      You...should return to Etruria. You should not stay here any
                longer.
    PRISCILLA:  What? B-But why?
    RAVEN:      ... ...
    PRISCILLA:  Please, don't make me leave! Not after I came all this way to see
                you again...
    RAVEN:      But, there are things I must do. And I don't want you getting
                involved!
    PRISCILLA:  Lord Brother! You are not planning something dangerous?
    RAVEN:      ... ... It's nothing you need know of.
    PRISCILLA:  It is something dangerous! Then, now more than ever, I cannot be
                made to leave! If you are to face danger, then let me face it by
                your side!
    RAVEN:      You're not listening, Priscilla. You were sent to Etruria for
                adoption-- You are no longer of House Cornwell. And...I am no
                longer your brother.
    PRISCILLA:  Lord Brother! How could...Lord Brother!
    
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    PRISCILLA:  Lord Brother.
    RAVEN:      Priscilla... I am through speaking with you. I am your brother no
                longer. Please, return to Etruruia...
    PRISCILLA:  No, I cannot.  No matter what you say... I cannot go home.
    RAVEN:      Priscilla!
    PRISCILLA:  I cannot bear to be somewhere where you are not! I love you, Lord
                Brother. I want to be with you, together. I...cannot leave your
                side.
    RAVEN:      ... ...
    PRISCILLA:  ... ...
    RAVEN:      I see. You...were always like this, though, weren't you? So gentle
                at most times, until you got an idea in your head--then you
                wouldn't budge, no matter what people said.
    PRISCILLA:  Yes... I'm afraid I caused you much trouble.
    RAVEN:      Priscilla...
    PRISCILLA:  Brother... Say what you will, I shall not leave. As long as you
                are here, lord Brother, so, too, must I remain.
    RAVEN:      ...Understood. You win, Priscilla.
    PRISCILLA:  What...?
    RAVEN:      I planned to get revenge on Ostia for the destruction of House
                Cornwell. Since I cast aside the name Raymond and took the name
                Raven, revenge is all I have lived for. But...now, I have given
                that up. ...It is not right to abandon my little sister.
    PRISCILLA:  Bro-- Lord Brother!
    RAVEN:      That is all I have to say. Let's be off, Priscilla. You were going
                to stay by my side, were you not?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes... And, Lord Brother?
    RAVEN:      What?
    PRISCILLA:  Thank you, Lord Brother.
    RAVEN:      ... ...
    
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    LUCIUS:     You... You are with us, aren't you? I am Lucius. I am...delighted
                to make your acquaintance.
    PRISCILLA:  I am Priscilla. It is an honor, sir.
    LUCIUS:     Lady...Priscilla...? Are you... Might you be...of House Cornwell?
    PRISCILLA:  Hm? Have we met...somewhere before?
    LUCIUS:     No... I have just heard your name in passing, I believe. Lord Raven
                has... Forgive me... To you, he is Raymond, is he not?
    PRISCILLA:  Are you a friend of my brother, Raymond?
    LUCIUS:     Yes. I served House Cornwell. Raymond has told me of you. He said
                that he once had a sister who was sent to live with the count of
                Caerleon.
    PRISCILLA:  So... My brother speaks of me?
    LUCIUS:     Have you seen Raymond recently?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes... He is the same as always... He is a fine man.
    
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    PRISCILLA:  Lucius...
    LUCIUS:     Ah, Priscilla...
    PRISCILLA:  About...what I asked you earler... You said my brother spoke to
                you about me...
    LUCIUS:     Yes.
    PRISCILLA:  What...exactly did he say?
    LUCIUS:     Ah, yes... That you were his younger sister, Priscilla, who left
                Cornwell when still young...
    PRISCILLA:  And...what else does he say?
    LUCIUS:     What else? That you were close as children... That you were often
                in ill health...and that you were very shy...
    PRISCILLA:  Was there nothing else? For example... That I was cute when I was
                small... Or that he had made a sacred promise to me long ago... Or
                that he often thought of me after I left?
    LUCIUS:     Lady Priscilla? Are you all right?
    PRISCILLA:  ...Yes. It's nothing. Please forget about it. But...Lucius?
    LUCIUS:     Yes?
    PRISCILLA:  You are--how can I say this?--beautiful. Your face is like a
                woman's... No... Your face is even more beautiful than that of a
                woman... ...I'm sure even a few lords must have fallen for you...
    LUCIUS:     You...must understand. I am...a man. As a child, I was often
                teased for my appearance, and I have never once profited from it.
                Perhaps you meant to imply...otherwise?
    PRISCILLA:  ...... I meant nothing. I... You must excuse me...
    LUCIUS:     ...Lady Priscilla.
    
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    LUCIUS:     Lady Priscilla...
    PRISCILLA:  Lucius... What is the matter...? You look so serious...
    LUCIUS:     Forgive me, ...Lady Priscilla. You are a noble of House Cornwell.
                I apologize for my rudeness earlier...
    PRISCILLA:  Why should you apologize to me?
    LUCIUS:     When we last spoke... I said some things...that I thought may have
                offended you.
    PRISCILLA:  You did...no such thing. Did you come all the way here just to
                apologize to me?
    LUCIUS:     I am in the service of House Cornwell. I should think of you as my
                liege.
    PRISCILLA:  But now I claim House Caerleon. House Cornwell is...no more.
    LUCIUS:     ...... Yes... So...you know.
    PRISCILLA:  So you tried to spare my feelings by not telling me? And even after
                the disgrace of Cornwell, you still choose to stay by my brother's
                side?
    LUCIUS:     Yes...
    PRISCILLA:  I can see why you were such an indispensable member of House
                Cornwell. So...I think you have no need to apologize as a vassal
                would...
    LUCIUS:     Lady Priscilla... Can you please tell me something? Why, when we
                last met...
    PRISCILLA:  Yes, I... Please do not trouble yourself over it. I was merely
                perturbed by some trivial matter... I mean...you...
    LUCIUS:     Yes?
    PRISCILLA:  I left House Cornwell when I was only six years old... And how long
                were you in service to Cornwell?
    LUCIUS:     That would be some ten years now. When Cornwell was torn asunder
                two years ago, Lord Raymond and I joined the Caelin army as
                soldiers for hire.
    PRISCILLA:  Yes... You see? You went to Cornwell after I left. And you have
                been with my brother ever since... I had only six years with him,
                but you have had more than ten. I am a little...jealous.
    LUCIUS:     Ah...Lady Priscilla...?
    PRISCILLA:  ...It is nothing. Forget it.
    
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    ERK:        Lady Priscilla, are you all right?
    PRISCILLA:  Ah, Erk. I am fine. Thank you for checking on me.
    ERK:        Not at all. That is my duty! You...are not tired?
    PRISCILLA:  No... No, I'm quite fine, really.
    ERK:        Your feet are not weary? Your shoulders, are they not tense?
    PRISCILLA:  They're fine, really.
    ERK:        And your belly, is it full? Your throat...dry? Are you sleepy? Or
                bored?
    PRISCILLA:  Erk?
    ERK:        Ah...yes, sorry. Hard to break old habits.
    PRISCILLA:  Eh?
    ERK:        My last lord was a very willful child, you see. He would call me
                over the slightest things... That is the past now, though...of
                course.
    PRISCILLA:  I see... ... Should... I be asking you to do more, then?
    ERK:        Oh no, no, this is just fine.
    
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    ERK:        Lady Priscilla, might I have a word?
    PRISCILLA:  What is it, Erk?
    ERK:        It has been long since you left Etruria... Is your family not
                worried for you?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes, I suppose they are... But now that Lord Eliwood is looking out
                for me... I think I shall stay here a while longer.
    ERK:        Understood. If that is what you wish, I have no complaints.
    PRISCILLA:  Thank you, Erk. By the way...
    ERK:        Yes?
    PRISCILLA:  About your former employer... Was it...a woman?
    ERK:        Eh? Ah, yes, she was. She certainly thought of herself as one.
    PRISCILLA:  She was young?
    ERK:        To look at her, she was no younger than you or I, Lady Priscilla.
                But I'm afraid she was no where near as mature. But why do you ask?
                It's not something I like to think of much...
    PRISCILLA:  No... No particular reason. It was just something on my mind.
                Perhaps... Were you...and...um, your employer...close?
    ERK:        Hardly! If that was a jest, I fail to see the humor! It makes me
                shiver just to think of it...
    PRISCILLA:  Really?
    ERK:        Of course!
    PRISCILLA:  I see. That's fine, then... I had no particular reason for asking,
                mind you.
    
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    PRISCILLA:  Erk...
    ERK:        Lady Priscilla? What is the matter? You seem ill at ease.
    PRISCILLA:  Erk, I'd like to thank you for your service.
    ERK:        Eh?
    PRISCILLA:  I hired you to protect me... And your contract ends today.
    ERK:        Eh? Ah...now that you mention it, I suppose it does. But, what do
                you plan to do now, Lady Priscilla?
    PRISCILLA:  I...am in debt to Lord Eliwood. I intend to follow him until his
                expedition is ended.
    ERK:        Perhaps, you might extend my contract...?
    PRISCILLA:  No... Regretfully, I cannot. I left on this journey without my
                family's permission. Even were I to keep you on with me... I'm
                afraid I would have no gold to pay you.
    ERK:        I see... Then, there is nothing to be done about it. My contract
                with you ends now, Lady Priscilla.
    PRISCILLA:  ...
    ERK:        Well, then. Shall we be on our way?
    PRISCILLA:  What...? But, Erk, you...
    ERK:        I have decided to join this troop to further my own training. I
                shall guard you, Lady Priscilla, as part of that training. ...If
                it is not an imposition?
    PRISCILLA:  Erk... Of course, it is no imposition! But...but then, I should
                think it odd... Um, perhaps, you could not call me "Lady"?
    ERK:        Well, then...Priscilla?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes... Yes, that sounds much nicer.
    ERK:        As you wish.
    PRISCILLA:  Now, Erk, I trust you will do your duty well!
    ERK:        As always, Priscilla!
    
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    OSWIN:      Lady Priscilla? Pardon my manner, but are you Lady Priscilla of
                House Cornwell?
    PRISCILLA:  And who might you be?
    OSWIN:      Forgive me, milady. I am Oswin, of the Ostian Knights. I fight in
                this army at the side of Lord Hector.
    PRISCILLA:  Pray, how do you know of me?
    OSWIN:      Yes, well... For a time, I was posted with the knights at Cornwell.
                I saw you many times during my stay. This was some time ago,
                however.
    PRISCILLA:  Is that so? Then you must forgive me.
    OSWIN:      No, m'lady. You were too young to remember... You stood at the
                marquess's side, always holding your brother's sleeve. ...You were
                the closest of siblings...
    PRISCILLA:  Is that so? Yes, I suppose there must have been a time when it was
                so...
    
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    OSWIN:      Have you heard...about House Cornwell?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes. It was accused of stealing funds from the alliance and
                censured by the council of lords, stripped of its peerage.
    OSWIN:      ...Yes. It is true.
    PRISCILLA:  My real family gave me up, and now they have given up their castle.
                No one knows where they are. I probably shouldn't be asking you
                this... But...you seem like a proud and fine knight worthy of my
                trust, so I must ask you...
    OSWIN:      I am too proud to lie, m'lady. What would you ask?
    PRISCILLA:  ...Are the members of House Cornwell truly...thieves? Swear on
                your honor! Can there be no mistake?!
    OSWIN:      ...Lady Priscilla. I wish I could refute it...
    PRISCILLA:  ......I see. ...Then there must be some...proof. ...Let me ask
                another question. Do you know where my father is?
    OSWIN:      ...Yes...I do.
    PRISCILLA:  What? Really? Where!?
    OSWIN:      ......
    PRISCILLA:  Lord Oswin! Please, I must know!
    
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    OSWIN:      ...Lady Priscilla.
    PRISCILLA:  ......
    OSWIN:      ...Forgive me.
    PRISCILLA:  ...Why do you apologize?
    OSWIN:      I should never have told you about your parents.
    PRISCILLA:  When they were divested of their peerage...my mother and
                father...took their own lives. You only told me...what I asked to
                hear. Lord Oswin, you are not to blame.
    OSWIN:      ......
    PRISCILLA:  But...I wanted to ask my father one thing. Why...did he...have to
                steal?
    OSWIN:      My lord, Uther of Ostia, investigated the matter. He...entrusted
                me...with some details. In recent years, the Cornwell fortune had
                begun to decline. Marquess Cornwell, in acts of kindness, had
                assumed the debts of many close to him. When he could not pay his
                own debts, the wolves came out.
    PRISCILLA:  But...if it was a matter of money, why couldn't they ask my adopted
                family, the Caerleons?
    OSWIN:      The amount they stole was...far greater than they owed. Your
                parents did not want to involve the daughter they had sent away.
    PRISCILLA:  Father... ...Mo...ther......
    OSWIN:      ......
    PRISCILLA:  ...Lord Oswin... ......I... I...will be fine... There is no need
                to stay at my side...away from your charge...
    OSWIN:      Lord Hector...gave me leave to come. I must express my regret for
                what our Ostia has done to House Cornwell. The marquess did commit
                a grave crime. But the vilest sin was the issue of the order...that
                caused so much grief. If he had stayed alive, perhaps much calamity
                could have been avoided.
    PRISCILLA:  ...No matter what we say, the dead will not return... But as long
                as I will live, I will remember that you...that Ostia...were honest
                and just...
    
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    HEATH:      You! You our medic?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes, I am...and you are?
    HEATH:      Name's Heath. I'm a wyvern knight, as you can see. My wyvern is
                Hyperion. He may look scary, but he's all right. I trust you'll be
                there if any of us get hurt.
    PRISCILLA:  Gladly. My name is Priscilla.
    HEATH:      Right. I'm off! Fly, Hyperion! ...Huh?
    PRISCILLA:  Your wyvern seems unwell...
    HEATH:      You're right. Hmm... Maybe his wing's hurt?
    PRISCILLA:  I don't see an injury...?
    HEATH:      That's strange...
    PRISCILLA:  Maybe...he ate too much?
    HEATH:      Ate...too much?
    PRISCILLA:  Yes. See here, his stomach is quite swollen.
    HEATH:      Odd...I fed him the same amount as always. ...Hey, you eat
                something strange, Hyperion?
    PRISCILLA:  I wonder what he ate...? That reminds me... This morning, I heard
                the merchant Merlinus yelling... He was saying something about most
                of our supplies being missing...
    HEATH:      ... ...Er, I don't suppose we could let this be our little secret?
    PRISCILLA:  My lips are sealed.
    
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    HEATH:      Hello, Priscilla. Are you well?
    PRISCILLA:  Certainly, and you, Heath? Are you uninjured?
    HEATH:      Oh, I'm fine. A few cuts and scratches won't kill me. As long as
                the battle is won, I can rest afterwards.
    PRISCILLA:  But...
    HEATH:      I remember when I was in the wyvern kngihts of Bern, my captain
                would say: "If you can feel the pain, you're not badly wounded."
    PRISCILLA:  My!
    HEATH:      Our captain was a true soldier, he was. He charged the enemy
                shooters to draw fire away from us... Even with an arrow through
                his shoulder, he kept charging.
    PRISCILLA:  Ah... ...
    HEATH:      P-Priscilla! Are you all right!?
    PRISCILLA:  Sorry... Suddenly, I felt so faint...
    HEATH:      Sorry, I guess it was a bit of a bloody tale to be telling a young
                maiden... Please accept my apologies.
    PRISCILLA:  Heath... This may be presuming too much, but...please do visit me
                even if your wounds are slight. Don't just assume they'll be
                fine... Do come, won't you?
    HEATH:      You're a gentle soul... Sure, we're in the same army, but to worry
                about a vagabond like me... Right, well. I'll be sure to drop in
                for a check up.
    PRISCILLA:  Is that a promise?
    HEATH:      Yes, a promise!
    
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    PRISCILLA:  Sir Heath!
    HEATH:      Ah! Priscilla...
    PRISCILLA:  Why have you been avoiding me lately?
    HEATH:      Avoiding...I wouldn't say I've been avoiding you.
    PRISCILLA:  But you have! And now you're looking away! What is it?
    HEATH:      ... I...I heard you were the daughter of an Etrurian count...
                Granted, I had no idea, but still, I am afraid I have spoken too
                frankly. Forgive me.
    PRISCILLA:  No, you have done nothing wrong!
    HEATH:      You probably don't know this... But I'm a fugitive from Bern.
                Normally, we wouldn't even be allowed to speak to one another. I
                must leave. Please, ignore me should our oaths cross in the future.
    PRISCILLA:  I cannot do that! How...How could I? Not after we have become
                friends!
    HEATH:      Lady Priscilla?
    PRISCILLA:  You promised! You said you'd come visit me whenever you're hurt!
                Are you someone who so easily breaks a promise? Claiming you did
                not know my rank is no excuse! What...What about my feelings...?
                ...
    HEATH:      ...Don't cry. I-I didn't mean it like that. I just thought, that
                if you knew who I was, you wouldn't want me around...
    PRISCILLA:  ... ... ...
    HEATH:      Priscilla... I...can call you that, can't I? If it's so much that
                you are moved to tears, I will stay by your side. Even...for just
                this battle. ......I'll be here.
    PRISCILLA:  Heath... If only... If only... ...time...could stop.
    HEATH:      ... ...Yes... If only...
    
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    SAIN:       Ohh....!
    PRISCILLA:  Hm?
    SAIN:       Those eyes, with such exquisite sorrow! What subtle and
                fine nobility they possess! You must be a highborn lady
                of Etruria!
    PRISCILLA:  Yes.  I am the daughter of Count Caerleon, Priscilla.
                It is an honor to meet a knight such as yourself.
    SAIN:       I am Sain! Sain of the Caelin knights! That Sain!
    PRISCILLA:  ...I heard you the first time.
    SAIN:       Dear Lady Priscilla... No! Let me call you princess!
    PRISCILLA:  What?
    SAIN:       May I address you thus? Princess Priscilla?
    PRISCILLA:  I...suppose I don't mind.  If you feel that you must...
                You may address me any way you like.
    SAIN:       My deepest thanks, Princess Priscilla! Ahh, what a
                splendid pleasure!
    PRISCILLA:  You...are a very odd fellow.
    
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    SAIN:       Princess Priscilla!
    PRISCILLA:  Sain? What is it? You seem out of breath!
    SAIN:       Ahh, what has happened in my absence? I saw from a distance... It
                was as if you were filled with an immeasurable sadness! See how your
                servant of love hastens to join you?
    PRISCILLA:  Nothing has happened. I am just as I usually...
    SAIN:       Ah, thank the heavens! I thought some foul gloom might have
                overtaken your tender heart! Your faithful Sain could not bear it!
    PRISCILLA:  ...Actually, something has overtaken my heart... ...for...some time
                now.
    SAIN:       Ohh!! Please! I cannot endure your sadness! Please, if you can, let
                me bear witness to your grief! I will open up to you all the grace
                and goodness within me!
    PRISCILLA:  ...But this thing... I cannot tell it to anyone...
    SAIN:       !!
    PRISCILLA:  I'm sorry... ...have I hurt your feelings?
    SAIN:       ...... ...It is fine.
    PRISCILLA:  Hm?
    SAIN:       It is merely a flutter of the heart... But please...do not worry
                about me.
    PRISCILLA:  Again, I am sorry. I should go now...
    SAIN:       Ah, Princess Priscilla! If this sadness should overcome you
                entirely... Then please...consider confessing all to your darling
                Sain! You need explain no more! I will ask nothing of you!
                Darling...I would do anything for you!
    PRISCILLA:  Really? ...Ah. Thank you, Sain.
    
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    SAIN:       Pr-Princess Priscilla... Urghh...
    PRISCILLA:  What happened?
    SAIN:       While trying to protect you, Princess, I have suffered a severe
                wound. I beg you, Princess, can you not heal me with your shining
                staff and loving heart?
    PRISCILLA:  You really are hurt, right? You're not just making this up, are you?
    SAIN:       O-Of course not! How could your Sain ever lie to you?
    PRISCILLA:  Well, it's just that you've already done this six times... Like
                when you suffered a "terrible" sunburn? When the cold turned your
                lips blue?
    SAIN:       This time is for real, I swear it!
    PRISCILLA:  Fine, fine. Just lie still here...
    SAIN:       Ahh...
    PRISCILLA:  ...I meant to ask you this earlier, but... Sain...should you not be
                fighting at Lady Lyndis's side in battle? She is the liege you are
                bound to protect, am I right?
    SAIN:       Have no fear! She has given me her leave! I am now in your service,
                beautiful creature! That is, of course, if you would have me!
    PRISCILLA:  Well, I guess I don't mind, but...
    SAIN:       Y-You don't!?
    PRISCILLA:  ...I mean. If all that stuff you said earlier was true... Then you
                can stay by me as long as you like...
    SAIN:       What splendid pleasure! Of course! I will never leave you, Princess!
    PRISCILLA:  Is that...true?
    SAIN:       Of course it is!
    PRISCILLA:  But... When this journey ends, you will leave, correct?
    SAIN:       ! I...
    PRISCILLA:  You are a Lycian knight... Certainly, you would not come home with
                me to Etruria?
    SAIN:       ...Yes. I am a Lycian knight. And my loyalty as a knight must be
                unwavering... But, Princess...
    PRISCILLA:  ...I understand. The time you spent at my side on this journey... I
                thank you for every minute of it. You may not have noticed, but...
                You made me very...happy.
    SAIN:       Princess... I...
    PRISCILLA:  No, Sain... That sad face does not suit you... Please. Be bright as
                you always are... If you don't...I will not be able to hold back
                the tears... So please, smile... Smile for me...like you always do.
    
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    REBECCA/SAIN     C RANK     CC024
    
    SAIN:     Wohh!
    REBECCA:  Wh-What is it?
    SAIN:     O beautiful vision of delight, please tell me your name!
    REBECCA:  It's Rebecca...
    SAIN:     Rebecca.  Such a lovely sound! So simple, yet it has a kind of
              crystal-perfect ring to it... I must say, it suits you so...
              elegantly...
    REBECCA:  Please...stop.  You're embarrassing me.  It's just a name.
    SAIN:     My dear Rebecca! it is unsafe here.  Come to my side!  We knights
              are honor-bound to protect fair maidens...
    REBECCA:  Look, I'm nobody's maiden, all right? I'm just a girl from a small
              village, OK?
    SAIN:     For one so lovely, humble beginnings matter not! Dear Rebecca, take
              my hand!
    REBECCA:  Uhh, no thanks.  I think I'd rather walk.
    
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    REBECCA/SAIN     B RANK     CC024
    
    SAIN:     Ahh, Rebecca!
    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     What lovely weather! It is as if the skies wish to bless our meeting!
    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     Hm? Am I deceived, or do you regard me with a somewhat icy gaze this
              morn?
    REBECCA:  ...Sain.
    SAIN:     Y-Yes...?
    REBECCA:  Lady Lyndis told me about you... About how you would flirt with every
              woman you saw in Caelin.
    SAIN:     Ulp...
    REBECCA:  I had no idea.  I thought you were just being nice.
    SAIN:     Ah, do not misunderstand... You see, it is my fate, my curse, if you
              can call it such...
    REBECCA:  What, that you have to hit on lots and lots of women? Tell the truth.
    SAIN:     I... I... Yes.
    REBECCA:  How many?
    SAIN:     Well... All of them.  Every woman I've ever seen, I guess... But they
              are all just so unspeakably beautiful!
    REBECCA:  I see.  Well, you should know that I could never be with someone like
              you.  Good-bye.
    SAIN:     Ahh!! Rebecca! ...Blast my honesty!
    
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    REBECCA/SAIN     A RANK     CC024
    
    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     Rebecca! Why have you come? Ahh, you've come to see me!
    REBECCA:  I...just wanted to return this.
    SAIN:     But I... I sent that letter to you...
    REBECCA:  Yeah, well, it's a pretty boring letter.  It says nothing but
              "I love you," and "you're the sweetest."
    SAIN:     ...By returning this, you must...
    REBECCA:  ......
    SAIN:     So you return my feelings!?
    REBECCA:  Err, no... I'm just giving it back because it's meaningless.
    SAIN:     ...Meaningless? What are you saying?
    REBECCA:  Look, Sain... You say these things to every woman you meet.
              Therefore, none of those women feel special!
    SAIN:     Is that how you see me?
    REBECCA:  Yeah...
    SAIN:     ...But surely I must have some good points! And besides, my feelings
              for you are real!
    REBECCA:  Sain... ...Are you really that serious about me?
    SAIN:     Yes.
    REBECCA:  I... Can I trust you?
    SAIN:     Yes, of course!
    REBECCA:  Then, Sain... You won't mind if I go tell Lady Lyndis about us right
              away?
    SAIN:     ......
    REBECCA:  ...Sain?
    SAIN:     ...Ahhh, sure you can.  ...If you feel you must.
    REBECCA:  I knew it! Sain, you're a pig!
    SAIN:     Whoa! Wait! Rebecca, my love!!
    
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    REBECCA/LOWEN     C RANK     CC046
    
    LOWEN:    Rebecca!
    REBECCA:  Ah... Hello, sire.  Are you well?
    
    LOWEN:    No, Rebecca, ...I am not.  I am a mere soldier, undecorated and
              unlauded.  To be honest, I am no more than an attendant knight.
    REBECCA:  Oh, but that's absurd! Sir Lowen, you are a fine knight! Why, I
              remember it so well... Countless hundreds of bandits had descended
              on our village...
    LOWEN:    Please... There were ten at most...
    REBECCA:  In the heat of the moment, it felt like many more!
    LOWEN:    Hmm...
    REBECCA:  Anyway, just as their fiendish grip on our village began to tighten,
              you appeared, Sir Lowen, on your white steed...
    LOWEN:    But...my horse is sorrel.
    REBECCA:  This is the way I prefer to remember it, milord.  Please don't ruin
              it by correcting me!
    LOWEN:    Hmm...
    REBECCA:  So you appeared astride your mighty steed to save us from the
              bandits, and I was overcome with joy...
    
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    REBECCA/LOWEN     B RANK     CC046
    
    REBECCA:  Sir Lowen!
    LOWEN:    Rebecca? How did you find me here?
    REBECCA:  Oh, that was easy! I asked Marcus, and he told me right away! How are
              you feeling today, Sir Lowen?
    LOWEN:    I am full of vigor! If only my skill matched my enthusiasm today.
              Lord Marcus reprimanded me several times during our march.
    REBECCA:  Yes, I saw that. Lord Marcus is a bit severe, isn't he?
    LOWEN:    No, not at all! It is more than I deserve for my incompetence! My
              spear arm is still unsteady, and I must sadly wonder if I will ever
              be of use to this army.
    REBECCA:  How can you say that? Sir Lowen, you are so commanding in the saddle!
    LOWEN:    For now, I'm nothing but an inconvenience to Lord Eliwood! I must
              become stronger! Beginning today, I will triple the number of my
              practice spear thrusts!
    REBECCA:  You... You're shouting. You know...I really think you try hard enough
              already. Here, take this... In grattitude for saving my village.
    LOWEN:    What is this?
    REBECCA:  I preserved some home-cooked meals for you to eat in the field. They
              should supplement your emergency rations nicely, Sir Lowen.
    LOWEN:    How did you know about my emergency rations? Have you asked a
              fortune-teller about me, or...
    REBECCA:  Lord Marcus told me.
    LOWEN:    Ah, yes! Of course he did! Lord Marcus!! How is it that you know
              everything!? ...Regardless, thank you, Rebecca.
    REBECCA:  Sure, and I'll bring plenty more!
    
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    LOWEN:    Rebecca!!
    REBECCA:  Sir Lowen?
    LOWEN:    Are you all right?
    REBECCA:  Why, yes... Wh-What is it, Sir Lowen?
    LOWEN:    You seem...unhurt... Thank goodness...I'm so glad...you're safe...
    REBECCA:  Yes, I am perfectly fine... Why did you think I was--
    LOWEN:    I had a foul premonition... I have a sense of these things. And,
              well, I just...do care about you...so much...
    REBECCA:  Ah...
    LOWEN:    It was three years ago, Rebecca, that I lost my grandfather. Six
              months ago, my father. So, Rebecca, I beg you, please be careful!
    REBECCA:  Yes, of course... I just didn't know... Sir Lowen...that you cared...
    LOWEN:    Oh...!
    REBECCA:  Well, this is a little awkward. But...it makes me very happy.
    LOWEN:    Yes, well... Err... I...
    REBECCA:  ...
    LOWEN:    ......
    REBECCA:  So, umm...
    LOWEN:    Yes?
    REBECCA:  That premonition you get...what's it like? It must be a truly
              terrible feeling...
    LOWEN:    Well...it's actually just... It's a...a terrible rumbling in my
              stomach...
    REBECCA:  ...Huh?
    
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    REBECCA/WIL     C RANK     CC049
    
    WIL:      Hunh? Hey! Rebecca? Yeah! Rebecca!
    REBECCA:  ...Um, who are you, again?
    WIL:      Wha? It's me! You know! Wil! The guy next door!
    REBECCA:  ...Well... I know of no such person.
    WIL:      Really?
    REBECCA:  ......
    WIL:      Sorry...I guess I've got the wrong person...
    REBECCA:  What?
    WIL:      Well, so long...
    REBECCA:  Hm? Wait... ...... Drat!
    
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    REBECCA:  Wil!
    WIL:      Oh, ah...you. So, umm...what is your name?
    REBECCA:  Rebecca!
    WIL:      Hunh? So your name IS Rebecca? What a coincidence! I used to know a...
    REBECCA:  That's what I'm saying! I am that Rebecca!
    WIL:      What? But didn't you say earlier that you didn't know me?
    REBECCA:  I did, but... Come on! How could I have the same face and the same
              name as her? Just believe me!
    WIL:      So it is you, Rebecca?
    REBECCA:  Yes!
    WIL:      Well, but... Then why didn't you say so?! It's been so long!
    REBECCA:  Don't give me that "been so long" stuff! You left saying you were
              going on a journey, and I never even heard from you again!
    WIL:      Oh, yeah... I enlisted in the Caelin army...
    REBECCA:  In the army? You did?
    WIL:      Yeah, I traveled for a few years, and now I work for Lyn.
    REBECCA:  Lyn... You mean Lady Lyndis?
    WIL:      Yeah, right. I keep forgetting to use her full name and title. You
              know, I am in her service... I really should get her title correct...
    REBECCA:  ......
    WIL:      Rebecca? What's wrong? Why is your face all--
    REBECCA:  ...! Idiot!
    WIL:      ...... You...kicked me......in the stomach...
    
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    WIL:      Hey... What are you so mad about? Did I do something?
    REBECCA:  ......
    WIL:      I don't get it...
    REBECCA:  ...I don't care if you do! Why don't you just go to your Lady Lyndis!?
    WIL:      You can't let it go, can you? That stuff from when we were little...
    REBECCA:  Shut up! You don't know me! I'm no one to you!
    WIL:      What does that mean?
    REBECCA:  Wil, I don't care where you go, just stay away from me! You're just
              like my brother! He left and never came back!
    WIL:      Dan hasn't come back yet?
    REBECCA:  No... Why?
    WIL:      Well, Dan and I left together to make our fortunes, to help our
              families. Of course, things didn't go so well... But when we parted
              at Badon, that was only a few months after leaving the village!
    REBECCA:  Really? Then my brother...
    WIL:      ...I'm sorry, Rebecca. I thought Dan had returned to Pherae long ago.
    REBECCA:  ......
    WIL:      Rebecca... I'm sorry I left...... It must have been...hard.
    REBECCA:  Wil! ...Wil!
    WIL:      I won't leave you again... I'll always stay near...and protect you.
    
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    REBECCA:  Urm... ...Eek!
    RAVEN:    What in the blazes...?
    REBECCA:  Ah! I am sorry! Did I disturb your rest?
    RAVEN:    No... that's not it-- what are you doing dismantling your weapon here?
    REBECCA:  Ah, um, it's just-- my bowstring was getting lax.  I was trying to
              change it with another, you see... I'm just not very good at
              stringing...
    RAVEN:    Hand me that.
    REBECCA:  Eh? Um...
    RAVEN:    ... ... There...that do it? Give her a pull to see if she's not too
              tight.
    REBECCA:  Y-Yes! ...Ah, yes! It's perfect! Thank you so much! Sir...?
    RAVEN:    Raven.
    REBECCA:  Sir Raven! I am Rebecca.
    RAVEN:    I know.  When someone joins your army-- You should know his face,
              at least.  Especially in a rag-tag bunch such as this.
    REBECCA:  Ah...I-I'm sorry.  I'm... I'm not even a proper mercenary...
    RAVEN:    I don't know why you're here... But a solder who can't take care
              of his own weapons has no place on the battlefield.
    REBECCA:  ... ...
    RAVEN:    If you need anything, ask me.  I'll do what I can.
    REBECCA:  Ah... Scary... But maybe not all that bad inside? Sure liked what I
              saw on the outside! Tee hee...
    
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    REBECCA:  Ah! Sir Raven!
    RAVEN:    Rebecca, right?
    REBECCA:  Thank you for fixing my bow! It's never shot so straight and true!
    RAVEN:    Glad to have been of service.
    REBECCA:  Also, um...
    RAVEN:    What?
    REBECCA:  Is there...anything you like to eat, in particular?
    RAVEN:    Huh?
    REBECCA:  I mean, well, I wanted to pay you back somehow... And I'm a rather
              good chef, so I thought...
    RAVEN:    Hmph.  I don't particularly like or dislike anything.
    REBECCA:  Well, if you had to pick?
    RAVEN:    Hmm... I guess I would pick...meat.
    REBECCA:  Meat! Excellent! But what kind? I can catch fowl or deer, anything!
    RAVEN:    You hunt?
    REBECCA:  Yes, it's my other skill.
    RAVEN:    Well, then I leave the choice of meat up to you, hunter.
    REBECCA:  Excellent! You won't be disappointed!
    RAVEN:    Hmph.  She's tougher than I thought.
    
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    REBECCA:  ...
    RAVEN:    ...Good! This is good eating.
    REBECCA:  Phew! There's more! Eat all you can!
    RAVEN:    You bagged all this? You're quite the hunter, aren't you?
    REBECCA:  Ah! You do smile, Raven!
    RAVEN:    I'm human.  I smile, I cry.
    REBECCA:  Hmm...I can't imagine you crying, Sir Raven.  But you have a...nice
              smile.  Very handsome! You... You look a bit like my brother.
    RAVEN:    You have a brother?
    REBECCA:  Yes... He left home five years ago...never returned.
    RAVEN:    ... ...
    REBECCA:  He hasn't even written a letter.  I fear... He's probably forgotten
              all about me... ...
    RAVEN:    He wouldn't forget.
    REBECCA:  What?
    RAVEN:    There must be something else keeping him from returning home...
              ...Maybe it's just his fool pride, eh? But, no matter what happens...
              There is no way he could forget you, Rebecca.  No matter how far away
              he is, he is thinking of you always.  ...That's what brothers do.
    REBECCA:  Sniff... I miss him... ... ... ...
    RAVEN:    ...Don't cry.  Hmm...you may be tough, but you're still a child.
    
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    KENT/FIORA     C RANK     CC051
    
    FIORA:  Are you Kent? It's nice to meet you!
    KENT:   Forgive my rudeness, but who are you?
    FIORA:  I am Fiora, the pegasus knight. You have been looking after my sister.
            Allow me to thank you.
    KENT:   Oh, yes... When we were in Caelin, Florina spoke of you often...
    FIORA:  Oh, what did she say?
    KENT:   That you... were a lot like me.
    FIORA:  Oh... In what regard?
    KENT:   Well... I'm not really sure... I just remember her saying it. Well,
            Fiora. It is an honor. Let us fight together and ride on to victory.
    FIORA:  Yes, let's. I think that, together, we can fulfill any duty.
    
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    KENT:   Fiora. I must speak to you...
    FIORA:  Kent, what a coincidence. I was just looking for you...
    KENT:   Actually, it's about this army... Do you ever feel like some here lack
            proper moral grounding?
    FIORA:  Yes, the same thought has occurred to me. As a hired lance, I thought it
            not my place to speak.
    KENT:   Camaraderie in the field is one thing... But the men and women in the
            camp are altogether too...intimate...
    FIORA:  Indeed. Their minds are not focused on their duties...
    KENT:   It is a problem.
    FIORA:  A problem indeed.
    KENT:   I have decided to seek the counsel of Lady Lyndis in this matter.
            Perhaps she could issue some order limiting...interactions between the
            sexes...
    FIORA:  That is a good idea. It would be the best way to ensure the proper
            conduct of all.
    KENT:   Of course, we would still have to iron out the details of such an
            order... I hope you would not mind lending me your assistance...
    FIORA:  Oh, but of course. It might be difficult to find time to discuss this
            on the battlefield. Perhaps later, when we can be alone...
    KENT:   Yes, of course. I would be truly grateful to have the company of a
            morally pure individual like yourself...
    FIORA:  Indeed. I feel exactly the same.
    
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    FIORA:  Kent.
    KENT:   Fiora.
    FIORA:  I...
    KENT:   You...
    FIORA:  .....Forgive me.
    KENT:   No, it is I who should apologize...
    FIORA:  I...
    KENT:   We... ..... Why don't you go first.
    FIORA:  No, please, you first.
    KENT:   Well, then... Fiora, please stay with me. When you are near, I feel as
            if I fight more bravely, more keenly... I think we would fight well
            together... What do you say?
    FIORA:  Actually... I came to ask you the same thing...
    KENT:   Really?
    FIORA:  Yes. It's strange, isn't it? I feel as if we have known each other from
            birth.
    KENT:   Fiora... I must ask you one more thing. When this battle ends, if we
            both still live...
    FIORA:  Please...say no more. I...already know what you will ask... Of course.
            I feel the same way.
    KENT:   Really? I am glad... But...about that policy I suggested... What should
            we do?
    FIORA:  Well... Perhaps... It can wait...
    
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    KENT:   Lord Heath?
    HEATH:  Yes. I have joined your ranks... I am from Bern...but don't hold it
            against me... And you are?
    KENT:   Forgive me. I am Kent, a knight of Caelin.
    HEATH:  Caelin... Then you serve a lord of Lycia?
    KENT:   That is correct. Our territory may be small, but our knights are among
            the bravest!
    HEATH:  Right. Well, I can see that just by looking at you. By the way, are
            they looking for new recruits?
    KENT:   I'm sorry?
    HEATH:  I am a free agent, no longer with Bern... I...was not able to complete
            my term of service... Now I am looking for someone worthy of my service.
    KENT:   That is very courageous indeed. The gates of Caelin are always open.
            If you are strong, we will gladly take you.
    
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    KENT:   Lord Heath... Forgive my impertinence, but I must ask you something.
            Why did you have to leave the knights of Bern?
    HEATH:  ...Well, that is impertinent...
    KENT:   Forgive me. But as the commander of Caelin's knights, it is my duty to
            test the loyalty of any new recruit, to learn about his past...
    HEATH:  What!? You are the commander? You are quite...young.
    KENT:   Lord Heath, please help me to understand. The wyvern riders of Bern
            are considered to be the strongest knights in the land. Surely we Lycian
            knights would fall to their lances if we met them head on... So why
            would you leave Bern for Lycia?
    HEATH:  ...Bern is not as it once was. Our sovereign has imprisoned all those
            nobles who do not meet his favor. And their fabled power is a feeble
            joke. The only real strength of Bern's knights these days is in their
            boasting. And their general is good for nothing but wagging his tail
            at the king.
    KENT:   .....
    HEATH:  There was an uprising on our frontier, a rebellion of sorts. The knights
            were ordered to put it down and kill the rebels. Our commander went to
            scout out the enemy camp. This "uprising" was nothing more than a group
            of unarmed peasants.
    KENT:   I see...
    HEATH:  Then I heard the truth from our commander. One of our generals had
            drummed up a fake rebellion to enhance his military career. These people
            did not want to fight. They ran at the mere sight of us. Then, the
            famous wyvern riders of Bern rained savage death down upon these
            innocents.
    KENT:   .....
    HEATH:  My unit tried to stop them. We were all condemned to die for our
            treason. However, our general spread the story that we were to be
            hanged for slaughtering innocent lives. Before they could round us up,
            we decided to turn our coats and run. One of us stayed behind as a
            decoy, and the rest fled for the border. After that, we dispersed. All
            have been killed now, except for me. Are you satisfied now?
    KENT:   ...I see. So, Bern...
    HEATH:  Bern is nothing to me... I have no love for a country that slaughters
            its own. Kent, what about your liege? Would you give your life in this
            lord's service?
    KENT:   Yes. It is a knight's honor to swear his fealty and his life. My
            happiness is to serve.
    
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    HEATH:  Kent!
    KENT:   Heath, it is good to have you with us.
    HEATH:  ...It is just as you said. I don't know about the marquess of Caelin,
            but this Lady Lyndis is just as you said.
    KENT:   Yes, she is. She is wise, kind, beautiful, and strong. She is honorable,
            and her vassals can never forget the modest kindness with which she
            treats them all...
    HEATH:  ...Well, you may be laying it on a bit thick... But I really do envy
            you... Finally, I have met a master to whom I can swear my true loyalty.
    KENT:   If you wish it, we will fight together under the same command! I have
            long anticipated that you would join us.
    HEATH:  Yes... Perhaps I shall... I could never imagine that with the Caelin
            knights under your command, I would meet that same sorrow as I did with
            Bern... When this battle ends, let us discuss it further...
    
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    LOWEN/ELIWOOD     C RANK     CC004
    
    LOWEN:    Lord Eliwood! Please, forgive me!
    ELIWOOD:  What? What is it, Lowen?
    LOWEN:    You must forgive me! I... I had no intention... I am sorry!
              Ohh... Were General Marcus to find out... I'm finished!
              Through!
    ELIWOOD:  Lowen? Perhaps you could tell me what happened?
    LOWEN:    Yes... Yes, my lord.  ... ... It is that...uh... This
              morning, you see... Did... Did you eat breakfast, my lord?
    ELIWOOD:  Breakfast?
    LOWEN:    As I thought! You haven't had breakfast, have you!?
    ELIWOOD:  Ah...um, yes, now that you mention it.  I was busy, I must
              have forgotten.
    LOWEN:    I knew it! It is my fault--I overslept! And now Lord Eliwood
              has gone without breakfast!
    ELIWOOD:  L-Lowen, please.  Missing one meal is not such a big affair...
    LOWEN:    Oh, but it is! this is a most unforgivable oversight! "If the stomach
              is empty, empty, too, lies the heart." You know the proverb!
    ELIWOOD:  Actually, that's the first time I ever heard that one.
    LOWEN:    Then you must remember it from henceforth! "If the stomach is empty,
              empty, too, lies the heart." Remember?
    ELIWOOD:  Um, yes.
    LOWEN:    Good! Then, I shall bring something for you to eat forthwith! ... ...
    ELIWOOD:  Lowed? What's wrong, Lowen! Lowen...! Lowen!
    
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    DORCAS/BARTRE     C RANK     CC057
    
    BARTRE:   Dorcas! So this is where you've been?
    DORCAS:   ...You.
    BARTRE:   Now, we fight!
    DORCAS:   ...What? I don't understand.  Are we supposed to duel?
    BARTRE:   Call it what you will, but now we fight! There comes a time when
              every man must test his mettle! So far, I've lost 58 against you
              and won 57, and I won't lose today!
    DORCAS:   Fine.  You know what? Why don't we just say that you won this one,
              too?
    BARTRE:   Idiot! How can you say that!? And you call yourself the toughest
              axeman alive?!
    DORCAS:   ...I don't remember ever saying that.
    BARTRE:   Wait, Dorcas! Wait!
    
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    DORCAS/BARTRE     B RANK     CC057
    
    BARTRE:   Well, if it isn't Dorcas! What are you doing here? Uhh... Is that a
              picture? Forgive me, but you don't strike me as the artistic type!
    DORCAS:   You're one to talk about looks... This is a picture of my...of
              Natalie.
    BARTRE:   Ohh. I get it.  She's in the town square.  Well, that's real pretty.
    DORCAS:   I'd like to draw her in other settings, but she still can't go far
              from the house...
    BARTRE:   Hm.  Right, her leg.  I forgot your wife was sick.  So...isn't she
              getting any better?
    DORCAS:   She will...but it will take time, and it will take money.  That's
              why I left here--to work and save money.
    BARTRE:   Hm...
    DORCAS:   But that is my affair, do not concern yourself...
    BARTRE:   Well, that won't do.  It's all for one, and one for all, is it not!
              I've an idea! Eliwood pays our wages, right? We'll simply ask him for
              more!
    DORCAS:   Don't be foolish.
    BARTRE:   Yeah, but he owes us! Or Bartre here will tear him a new hide! I've
              been meaning to match knuckles with him anyway!
    DORCAS:   Leave it.
    BARTRE:   Come on! It's the least I could do!
    DORCAS:   I don't need your help.
    BARTRE:   You just leave it to old Bartre!
    DORCAS:   I said no.
    BARTRE:   Well, I'll get cracking! You just sit tight!
    DORCAS:   Listen...
    
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    BARTRE:  I'm sorry, Dorcas... I...couldn't get you that raise we talked about.
    DORCAS:  ...Fine.
    BARTRE:  I went to go sock that Eliwood in the jaw... But he just stood there
             so calmly... He listened to everything I said, then he gave me some
             fool excuse. I couldn't even understand half of the words he used...
    DORCAS:  I'd imagine not.
    BARTRE:  Hey, are you calling me a fool!
    DORCAS:  Yes. I am... You are a fool, but you are a well-meaning fool. You make
             big messes, but your heart is good. And I thank you for caring about
             Natalie and me.
    BARTRE:  Nn... Maybe I've taken too many to the head, but what do you mean by
             that?
    DORCAS:  ...Forget it.
    
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    DORCAS/GEITZ     C RANK     CC059
    
    GEITZ:   Hey, you. Can I ask you something?
    DORCAS:  ...? Who are you?
    GEITZ:   Hmm? Oh, yeah. I'm Geitz. Nice to meetcha...
    DORCAS:  ...Dorcas.
    GEITZ:   So why are you fighting here?
    DORCAS:  ...Money.
    GEITZ:   Money, huh? Well, that's a fine reason.
    DORCAS:  ...What are you trying to say?
    GEITZ:   Well, it's just that I've seen you fight. You're pretty ruthless out
             there. It's like you'll attack anything that moves, and you only worry
             about your own neck. I was...impressed, that's all.
    DORCAS:  I...must return home alive. My family is waiting for me...
    GEITZ:   Ahh... I see. Then I am...jealous...
    
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    DORCAS/GEITZ     B RANK     CC059
    
    DORCAS:  ...Geitz.
    GEITZ:   Hm? Ah, Dorcas. What is it?
    DORCAS:  I realized something, watching you fight. You really go all out. As if
             you don't care if you live or die.
    GEITZ:   Well... You noticed well. That is entirely true. To be honest, I don't
             know why. Perhaps I still seek the meaning of my own life.
    DORCAS:  The meaning...of life?
    GEITZ:   Yeah. Why was I born? What am I doing here? Is there somewhere in this
             world I actually belong? That kind of thing. Have you never wondered
             about that?
    DORCAS:  Hmm... It must be nice to be able to worry about such things.
    GEITZ:   Nice?
    DORCAS:  I don't have the freedom to worry about such abstract concerns. Only
             work and survival matter.
    GEITZ:   Maybe so. Yeah, maybe you're right. I was born into a rich family. I'm
             smart, and I'm strong. The wheel of fate spins for us all, and I
             received more than my share of fortune's graces.
    DORCAS:  ......
    GEITZ:   What. Did you have something to add?
    DORCAS:  ...No, not really.
    GEITZ:   But I'm empty, you see. I don't have a purpose, like you do. But I
             know that it's a luxury to worry about it...
    
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    GEITZ:   Hey, Dorcas.
    DORCAS:  Geitz... About our talk earlier... I'm sorry. You saved me from a
             difficult situation.
    GEITZ:   Don't worry, big guy. I was just in the neighborhood. Plus, I don't
             want to see anyone die who wants so much to live. There's someone
             waiting for you. You've gotta stay alive for her, right?
    DORCAS:  Yes...right. ...Geitz. The meaning of your life... Have you found it?
    GEITZ:   Hm? Well... To be honest, I'm not sure. But things are pretty good
             right now. It feels good to fight...for something.
    DORCAS:  Yeah...
    GEITZ:   Let's go, Dorcas. We've gotta work for that money!
    DORCAS:  Yeah.
    
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    DORCAS/OSWIN     C RANK     CC060
    
    OSWIN:   Oh, and you are...
    DORCAS:  ...Dorcas. I was hired by Eliwood.
    OSWIN:   I am Oswin, knight of Ostia. Hmm... You are a well-built young man.
    DORCAS:  ...Excuse me?
    OSWIN:   These days, I see nothing but tiny men made of straw. Why, with a suit
             of armor on, they wouldn't be able to move! But you, sir... You would
             make a fine knight.
    DORCAS:  What do you mean?
    OSWIN:   Have you considered joining the Ostian knights? We need men like you.
             Soldiers. Warriors.
    DORCAS:  ...Sorry, but that's not my style.
    OSWIN:   Now, just listen to what I've got to say first... Wouldn't you like to
             wear mail like this, the proud symbol of our order?
    DORCAS:  ...Not really.
    
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    DORCAS/OSWIN     B RANK     CC060
    
    OSWIN:   We Ostian knights are the strongest in the realm. We are the true
             reason that Castle Ostia is said to be impregnable! We may not be
             fleet of foot, but we will best any man on the field!
    DORCAS:  I hear what you are saying, but... Knights must be of noble blood,
             must they not?
    OSWIN:   Rubbish, my good man. Even I am a commoner by birth.
    DORCAS:  Really?
    OSWIN:   We take any good man... If he has value, that is. Rich or poor.
    DORCAS:  ...... Is this true?
    OSWIN:   Yes, but only the best soldiers become knights. And the training is
             long and hard indeed. But you seem to be sound of spirit as well.
             Why, it's as if you were born to become a knight!
    DORCAS:  ...Please. Let me think it over...
    
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    DORCAS:  ......
    OSWIN:   Ah, my good man. Have you reconsidered my proposition?
    DORCAS:  Oswin... Why did you... become a knight?
    OSWIN:   Why, to protect good Ostia in this armor, of course! This cold steel
             protects not only my body, you know. It also protects my lord and my
             people! I became a knight to act as the very wall that protects our
             families.
    DORCAS:  I see...
    OSWIN:   And so...
    DORCAS:  No... Forgive me, but I must decline. I respect your choice in life.
             But I fight to protect only one, not many. I do this for my wife,
             waiting for me in Pherae.
    OSWIN:   I understand... You are her knight then, my good man. That is our
             loss, but the choice you make is solid. Well then, shall we be going?
             For those protected ones we hold dear!
    DORCAS:  On we go.
    
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    DORCAS/VAIDA     C RANK     CC061
    
    VAIDA:   Hm? What's this? No one here? I thought I was supposed to meet someone
             here! Those blasted kids from Lycia. They sent me to the wrong place!
             Well, no matter. I'll show those brats. Bloody moppets!
    DORCAS:  ...No one's here. I thought I was supposed to meet up with someone.
             Oh, well... I'm better off on my own anyhow.
    
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    DORCAS/VAIDA     B RANK     CC061
    
    VAIDA:   What is this!? Some cruel game? Who do they think they're toying
             with!? Bah... It was that Eliwood who sent me here! To meet his pal,
             Dorcas... The one with the pretty little thing fretting at home. So
             why'd he leave her, the big oaf! If I know men, it's because he's
             another scoundrel. I bet he's got a girl in every village this side of
             the mountains! Well, he's no hero at all, in my book! ...Where are
             they?! Grarr! I give up! What good are these useless man-heroes?!
    DORCAS:  ...Not again! But I checked the place and time... Vaida was supposed
             to be here... The one who betrayed Bern for Prince Zephiel... She
             would give anything to discharge her duty to him. They say she is
             pure, but a bit too idealistic. Ideals... Ha!! She must be young.
             Well, she's nowhere to be seen. Very well. Then I will return. I hope
             that young girl is staying out of danger...
    
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    VAIDA:   ......
    DORCAS:  ...? You...?
    VAIDA:   Yeah? What are you gawking at!? Are you looking for a beating?
    DORCAS:  ...... A "pure girl who is true to her ideals"... Surely it can't be
             her...
    VAIDA:   Huh? What are you mumbling, ape?
    DORCAS:  ...Nothing. I beg your pardon.
    VAIDA:   Hold there!
    DORCAS:  What is it?
    VAIDA:   ...... A scoundrel with a girl in every village... Surely it can't be
             him...
    DORCAS:  Did you say something?
    VAIDA:   No. Mind your business.
    DORCAS:  Ah. Fine then. So I failed again...
    VAIDA:   When is that useless man going to arrive!?
    
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    DORCAS/FARINA     C RANK     CC058
    
    FARINA:  Hey, you there!
    DORCAS:  What is it?
    FARINA:  I am Farina. I am the pegasus knight Hector hired.
    DORCAS:  I'm Dorcas. Eliwood hired me, too.
    FARINA:  For how much?
    DORCAS:  2,000. In advance.
    FARINA:  Oh, I see. Is that right? Well...2,000 gold. That's quite a sum. By
             the way, my retainer is 20,000 gold pieces.
    DORCAS:  What!? 20,000 gold!?
    FARINA:  Ha. I win! Well...see you later. My, my, my... That sure felt nice!
    
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    DORCAS:  Hey, hold on there.
    FARINA:  Well, if it isn't my underpaid mercenary friend, Dorcas! Did you need
             something from your better-paid peer?
    DORCAS:  ...Tell me. What can I do to make money like you?
    FARINA:  Ha ha ha! No offense, but I don't think you've got what it takes!
    DORCAS:  I make do with what I can get. I need to earn more, though...for my
             wife.
    FARINA:  Oh, wait. I've heard about you... Your wife is sick, isn't she?
    DORCAS:  Yes... Her legs...don't work. I hope someday...she will walk again.
    FARINA:  Yeah, I heard about that. All right, I'll give you a little advice
             then. Just for your wife, see. I don't usually do this...
    DORCAS:  I... Thank you.
    FARINA:  First, you have to know what makes for a good mark. There are two
             kinds of people: rich ones and poor ones. Got it so far?
    DORCAS:  ...That's easy enough...
    FARINA:  Now, the thing about the rich ones is that... Dorcas! Write this down!
             I'll only say it once!
    DORCAS:  O-OK...
    
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    FARINA:  So, Dorcas? Have you scrounged enough coin for your woman yet?
    DORCAS:  Not enough... Not yet. But I save what I can...
    FARINA:  Right... Say, Dorcas, maybe you should add this to your purse.
    DORCAS:  But this is...
    FARINA:  Yeah, I'm sure it looks like a lot of money to you. You should be able
             to pay for that cure now...
    DORCAS:  But...
    FARINA:  Just take it. It's nothing to me. Remember, I'm making 20,000 for this
             job alone!
    DORCAS:  I-I... I am in your debt...
    FARINA:  Forget it. Making money is important, but it does no one any good if
             you get killed in the process.
    DORCAS:  Aah. Thank you... Someday, Natalie and I will be able to repay you...
    FARINA:  No, I told you to forget it.
    DORCAS:  You will get it back and more...
    FARINA:  Oh? More? Well, in that case, see that you don't die until I do!
    
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    BARTRE/CANAS     C RANK     CC062
    
    BARTRE:  Oi! Come here, punk!
    CANAS:   W-What is it?
    BARTRE:  What's with that get-up? Are you another one of those magic types?
    CANAS:   Err, well... I do dabble in the dark arts...
    BARTRE:  Dark arts? What's that?!
    CANAS:   Ah, well it's quite interesting, really.  You see, there are several
             types of magic in this cosmos.  Monks practice light magic, mages
             practice anima magic, and we shamans practice elder magic, which some
             call dark!
    BARTRE:  Nguuoooohhhh!
    CANAS:   W-What's the matter?!
    BARTRE:  Nnng.  Hard words make my head hurt!
    CANAS:   I-I apologize.  Did I use... hard words?
    BARTRE:  You callin' me stupid!?
    CANAS:   No, err, I never meant-- No.
    BARTRE:  Right. Well, that's all right, then.  I'm just going to punch that rock
             over there until my head feels better...
    CANAS:   Righto. Have fun... I guess...
    
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    BARTRE:  So, it's you again, magic man.
    CANAS:   Why, hello there!
    BARTRE:  You read a lot of books, huh? What's that book there?
    CANAS:   Oh, this one? Yes... Well it's actually... a rather fascinating
             excursion into cryptopaleontology...
    BARTRE:  Stop!! Say no more!
    CANAS:   Oh, right.
    BARTRE:  That was too close! I don't care what kind of book it is! But you can
             kill people with that book, right?
    CANAS:   Ah, no.  Actually, this is not a dark tome...
    BARTRE:  What? Then what good is it on the battlefield?
    CANAS:   Well, no good at all, I suppose.
    BARTRE:  What?! That makes no sense! Why are you reading it then?
    CANAS:   Why, for the thrill of new knowledge, I guess.  Man lives for the joy
             of new ideas, doesn't he?
    BARTRE:  Ummm...Uhh. I see.  See, like, I try to eat all I can after a battle.
             And this is, like, the same thing, right?
    CANAS:   Yes, well...perhaps.  I suppose.
    BARTRE:  So that's...that's what you do, right? I like you, magic man! I hope
             you learn everything and stuff!
    CANAS:   Well...I shall try. Err, thank you.
    
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    BARTRE:  Hnnh? What's the matter, magic man? You don't look so good...
    CANAS:   Yes, well, I am a bit fatigued, actually. You know, scholars are not
             used to such strenuous activity.
    BARTRE:  You're body turned to mush because you read too much, magic man.
    CANAS:   Yes... I suppose that's one way of putting it.
    BARTRE:  Well then! I'll whip you into shape!
    CANAS:   Ah, no! Please. Really, I don't think--
    BARTRE:  Don't worry about it! It's no bother for me! In exchange, you can just
             lend me one of those books!
    CANAS:   A-A book?
    BARTRE:  Yeah. Maybe... a skinny one.
    CANAS:   ...... Are you...going to...eat it?
    BARTRE:  Are you calling me stupid!?
    CANAS:   No! Nothing of the sort!
    BARTRE:  Warriors must become strong!
    CANAS:   Ah...yes.
    BARTRE:  My body is powerful, but your body has brains. We have different paths,
             but we both fight bravely. We can help each other along our different
             paths.
    CANAS:   Why...yes! You're probably right... Well, it seems I may have much to
             learn from you. I look forward to it...
    BARTRE:  Nnh. Yeah! But first, wait! Punch me as hard as you can!
    
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    RAVEN/WIL     C RANK      CC067
    
    WIL:    Greetings! We seem to run into each other often.
    RAVEN:  ... ...
    WIL:    You're Raven right? I'm Wil. Nice to make your acquaintance.
    RAVEN:  Ah...
    WIL:    Say, Raven.  I've got a question for you, as a fellow in arms...
    RAVEN:  What?
    WIL:    How old are you?
    RAVEN:  Why ask me that?
    WIL:    I was just thinking that we were probably about the same.  But you've
            got this aura like you've seen it all... And you talk like you're
            older ... So maybe you are, I thought.
    RAVEN:  ...And what of it if I am?
    WIL:    Eh? So you are older! Ah, I shoulda shown more respect, eh?
    RAVEN:  ... ...
    WIL:    Very well.  I shall treat you as my senior in all things henceforth!
            Nice to make your acquaintance, senior!
    RAVEN:  ... ...
    
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    RAVEN:  Wil!
    WIL:    Eh? Ah! Senior Raven! How may I help you?
    RAVEN:  First, you can stop calling me "senior."
    WIL:    Well then, Sir Raven?
    RAVEN:  No "sir," either.
    WIL:    Eh? Yes, but age and rank are very important...
    RAVEN:  How old are you?
    WIL:    Seventeen, sir!
    RAVEN:  I'm 19.
    WIL:    Huh? I guess we aren't that far apart after all. Whoops!
    RAVEN:  Right. So no more "seniors" and "sirs," got it?
    WIL:    Yeah, but still, be it two years, a senior is a senior! And besides,
            I think "Senior Raven" has a nice ring to it...
    RAVEN:  ...Wil.
    WIL:    Fine, fine. If it'll get you to stop scowling, I'll talk normal.
    RAVEN:  What scowl?
    WIL:    That! What you're doing right now!
    RAVEN:  ... ...This is my normal face.
    WIL:    Hunh? No way!
    RAVEN:  ... ...
    WIL:    Ah! Sorry! Wait up! Sorry...! Sorry!
    
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    WIL:    Howdy, Raven!
    RAVEN:  What is it, Master of Rudeness?
    WIL:    What's that?
    RAVEN:  A name. I think it suits you.
    WIL:    Hey, don't go giving me weird names like that! ...Ah...sorry, in a bad
            mood, sir?
    RAVEN:  ... ... What do you think?
    WIL:    How the heck should I-- Look, with you, Raven, it's either "scowling" or
            "terrifying."
    RAVEN:  Ah... Yet the scowl does not stop your prattle, does it?
    WIL:    Yeah, I mean, what if that's just your normal face, like you say? How am
            I to know--you might really NOT be mad?
    RAVEN:  And if I was...really...mad?
    WIL:    Erm, well, yeah, that'd be frightening. But, when you're really, really,
            mad, Raven... I bet you're the type to say nothing and just cut away
            with your sword! So, you're not really mad now, right?
    RAVEN:  ... ... ... Tell me... Your cluelessness... is that just an act?
    WIL:    ...Eh? You say something?
    RAVEN:  Ah...nothing.
    WIL:    You know, I just had a thought. How about "Rave"?
    RAVEN:  ...What's a "rave"?
    WIL:    It's a nickname! Yours! Like it? Rave!
    RAVEN:  ... ...You really are an idiot.
    
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    BARTRE/RAVEN     C RANK     CC064
    
    BARTRE:  Ah! You!
    RAVEN:   ...What?
    BARTRE:  That gaze that misses nothing! That gait free of wasted effort! You are
             strong! And someday, we shall fight!
    RAVEN:   What are you talking about?
    BARTRE:  Uwaaaaaah! ...Ungf!
    RAVEN:   ...Hey, are you hurt?
    BARTRE:  H-Hey! What's the big idea! Why'd you step aside!? You knew I'd fall!
    RAVEN:   I believe I should be the one asking "what's the big idea."
    BARTRE:  What need have we of chit-chat! We are men who live by the strength of
             our arms! Fists, not words! We--We talk with our fists!
    RAVEN:   ... ...
    BARTRE:  If you have not realized this, then you are greener than I thought!
             Bwah hah hah!
    RAVEN:   I...see.
    BARTRE:  So--gaaah! Wh-What was that all about, all of a sudden--
    RAVEN:   I believe you were the one who rushed me first?
    BARTRE:  W-Wait! I dropped my axe when I fell just now, and-- Whaa!?
    RAVEN:   Fists, not words, right?
    BARTRE:  H-Hey! I know your type... Cool face and heart of fire! Men shouldn't
             be temper--uwwaoh! W-Wait! Whoaa! I-I said wait! Wait!
    
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    BARTRE:  Say, aren't you that guy...
    RAVEN:   What is it this time?
    BARTRE:  No fighting, no fighting! Just relax, there. You're right... words are
             highly underrated.
    RAVEN:   Ah, I see you're coming around.
    BARTRE:  That's why I came prepared today so we could, uh, get to know one
             another!
    RAVEN:   Why do you think I would have any interest in getting to know you?
    BARTRE:  J-Just look at this, will you? Took me days to write, it did.
             Look--it's my family tree!
    RAVEN:   ... ...
    BARTRE:  Long, isn't it? About three times your height, I'd say. This person
             right here, he's the oldest ancestor I've records of.
    RAVEN:   ... ...
    BARTRE:  It was because of him, that the blood of fighters was passed down in my
             family from generation to generation.
    RAVEN:   Your handwriting is abysmal.
    BARTRE:  Gack! I...was never good at my letters. Of course, I was kind of
             writing in a hurry...
    RAVEN:   Perhaps you could go rewrite this, so I can read it better, eh?
    BARTRE:  Of course!
    RAVEN:   Take all the time you need, really.
    BARTRE:  Yes! And I've got an idea! Might you teach me handwriting so as I can
             be sure you'll be able to read it?
    RAVEN:   What!?
    BARTRE:  Yeah--see, this letter... I have worlds of trouble with this one...
             Here, I've got some paper... Write me a sample, would you?
    RAVEN:   What have I done to deserve this?
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    BARTRE:  Ah! There you are! You're a hard one to find, you know that?
    RAVEN:   ...Sorry you took the trouble.
    BARTRE:  No matter, friend! I knew you would be in good health. It takes a
             weaker man like you to fall to the forces of evil, yes!
    RAVEN:   Friend...did you say?
    BARTRE:  Eh? What was that? Ah--look, I brought something! It's my family tree.
             Just, I had some trouble remembering some parts. If I get a chance to
             go home, I'll be sure to check and make sure. If, of course, you can
             wait?
    RAVEN:   You are most kind. I'd be very pleased if you went home.
    BARTRE:  Right, right, when the time comes! So, we can save the talking for a
             later day, it seems... Today, I've come to formally challenge you to
             combat!
    RAVEN:   But...there's no need.
    BARTRE:  What?
    RAVEN:   You said it yourself. We're "friends," right? Friends know each other,
             they know each other's strength.
    BARTRE:  Ah! True! That is true! Forgive me, friend! There is nothing that
             needs contesting between us, is there?
    RAVEN:   Right you are, Bartre. Now, return to your post...friend.
    BARTRE:  Yes...yes! ... ...! Eh...?
    RAVEN:   What's wrong?
    BARTRE:  Um, what's your name?
    RAVEN:   ... ... ...
    
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    FLORINA/FIORA     C RANK     CC069
    
    FIORA:    Florina?
    FLORINA:  Yes, Fiora, what is it?
    FIORA:    Try not to get too far ahead of the front line... You can always ride
              behind and back me up, you know...
    FLORINA:  Thanks, Fiora. But...I... I have to do it my way. You can handle it
              out there alone, right? Well I need to make sure that I can, too.
    FIORA:    Oh... But I worry about you. When we were in training, you used to get
              so scared...
    FLORINA:  Yeah, but I'm fine now.
    FIORA:    Really? But the Caelin Knights are all men, aren't they? I just think
              of you, all timid and scared among them... So, Florina... You really
              don't mind it? Didn't they give you a hard time for being a woman? Now
              if they did, I want you to let me know. Because I will tell them a
              thing or two...
    FLORINA:  I-I'm fine. Lady Lyndis took good care of me... And everyone was
              really nice...
    FIORA:    Oh? Well, I still worry.
    
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    FLORINA/FIORA     B RANK     CC069
    
    FIORA:    Hey, Florina. When this is all over, we should go back to Ilia
              together once, you and I.
    FLORINA:  Huh? B-But I'm still only...
    FIORA:    Having seen you fly, I'm sure they would promote you to pegasus knight
              first rank if we went back to Ilia. And I really want you to join me
              in the first division. Then I'll be able to help you anytime you need
              it. I would feel much better that way.
    FLORINA:  Fiora... Look...I...
    FIORA:    Don't you want to fly by my side?
    FLORINA:  Well, of course I do... It's what I had always wanted... I would have
              been delighted to... But...
    FIORA:    You've got some reason to decline, then?
    FLORINA:  ...Ulp.
    FIORA:    If you are worried about Lady Lyndis giving you leave, I'll talk to
              her...
    FLORINA:  No, that's not it. Well, I mean, I guess that is part of it, but...
              It's me... I just need time to...
    FIORA:    Fine. You can tell me whenever you're ready. Go ahead, take your time
              deciding. It's fine.
    
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    FLORINA:  Hey, Sis...
    FIORA:    Florina, what is it?
    FLORINA:  Well, you see. I really love you, Fiora. And it would be great to be
              with you, to have you protect me always...
    FIORA:    Florina...
    FLORINA:  But... But... That wouldn't be good for me.. You're so kind you would
              probably protect me for the rest of my life... That's the problem...
              If I rely on you forever, I'll never become my own person. So...I've
              decided not to return to Ilia yet. It's because I do love you...
              You see, I don't want to always be the crybaby Florina who needs you
              to protect her... I want to be more like my sister, a fine pegasus
              knight.
    FIORA:    Florina... I...understand. That's the first time I have ever heard you
              express yourself so clearly.
    FLORINA:  I-I'm sorry....
    FIORA:    No, it's a good thing! It means you're all grown up now! At first I
              thought I would rather have you in my division so I could protect you,
              but... But now I know you'll be fine on your own...
    FLORINA:  ...Fiora.
    FIORA:    Then I have just one last thing to leave you with, as a senior pegasus
              knight... Listen closely... No matter what happens...  ...even if you
              have to take a mission that you are sure you won't return from...
              Never quit a mission that you have already accepted... We don't just
              fight for ourselves... We fight for the pride of the entire Ilian
              pegasus knight brigade. This is something that you will learn quite
              well someday.
    FLORINA:  Um, sure... I mean... Yes!
    FIORA:    Good response. ...And good luck, Florina!
    
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    LUCIUS/RAVEN     C RANK     CC066
    
    RAVEN:   Still under the weather, are you, Lucius?
    LUCIUS:  No, I'm better now.  Sorry to be such a... burden...
    RAVEN:   Something you want to say to me, then?
    LUCIUS:  Ah! How did you know?
    RAVEN:   Just look at your face! It's about the revenge on Ostia, isn't it?
    LUCIUS:  Y-Yes... Is...is there no way your heart can be changed?
    RAVEN:   If I wanted to change how I felt, I wouldn't be here.
    LUCIUS:  The marquess of Cornwell and his wife... They were very important to
              me... I feel such sadness when I think they are gone...yet still!
    RAVEN:   Settling this grudge will not bring them back.  Should we bury Hector
             to spite Ostia, that would just give rise to more hate.
    LUCIUS:  If you understand, then why do you proceed? Tell me...why?
    RAVEN:   Two summers have passed since the house of Cornwell was destroyed.  You
             tell me to forget the crime that was committed.  Have the teachings of
             the benevolent gods given you the strength to love thine enemy?
    LUCIUS:  No... No that's not it, Lord Raymond!
    RAVEN:   I... I have no such strength.  And I think we were never more than a
             temporary family to you.  Is that it?
    LUCIUS:  Lord Raymond, listen to me! You're wrong, it's just that I...
    RAVEN:   If you have objections to my actions, you need not come.  Go where you
             will! Is that what you want?
    LUCIUS:  Lord Raymond!
    
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    LUCIUS:  Lord Raymond...
    RAVEN:   Still here, Lucius? I can't stand loiterers. If you're not going home,
             then go march with the rearguard.
    LUCIUS:  I have no where to go home to... If I did, it would be House Cornwell.
    RAVEN:   However, there is no House Cornwell, not anymore. I've told you that
             you may leave whenever you wish many times now.
    LUCIUS:  And I have told you many, many times... that you should quit this
             revenge, Lord Raymond.
    RAVEN:   Silence! Must you keep bringing that up?
    LUCIUS:  Yes! Let me speak my mind for the last time! Lord Raymond, you are not
             someone who should dwell on revenge!
    RAVEN:   What do you know of it!?
    LUCIUS:  I know you better than you know yourself now, Lord Raymond. I have been
             with you ever since you were small! Always, you say things to jab and
             jibe at me... But in the end, there is always care in your heart! You
             haven't changed as much as you think!
    RAVEN:   Lucius, be quiet!
    LUCIUS:  I will not! I--will--not! Why do you pretend you are a different
             person? I will not leave nor will I be quiet until you explain. If I
             bother you so, then leave me where you may! Ignore me now and
             forevermore!
    RAVEN:   ... ...Fine. Relax...I hear you. Like a child, you are...
    LUCIUS:  ... ...
    RAVEN:   You're older than me! Have you forgotten that, too?
    LUCIUS:  ... Sorry. I apologize.
    RAVEN:   You...scared me there.
    LUCIUS:  Huh?
    RAVEN:   You're like... You're my last family. Priscilla is... I should not
             think of that, should I... I was scared to lose the last of my family.
    LUCIUS:  ... ... ...I...I didn't...
    Raven:   Thats why I wanted to keep you away from the battle.  ...But it seems I
             spoke too harshly, I'm sorry.
    LUCIUS:  Lord Raymond...!
    
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    RAVEN:   How are you of late? No fits, I assume?
    LUCIUS:  None at all, I'm quite well! Sorry to be a worry to you... Lord Eliwood,
             Lord Hector, Lady Lyn... All have been very kind to me. I've never been
             in better health.
    RAVEN:   I see. Good to hear. Lucius...there is something I would ask you...
    LUCIUS:  What, my Lord?
    RAVEN:   Uther, lord of Ostia brought House Cornwell down, killed my parents...
             Do you believe this to be true?
    LUCIUS:  ...I know the marquess was killed by someone... There can be no
             mistaking that.  But as to whether it was the lord of Ostia... I have
             my doubts.
    RAVEN:   Yes... I was so distraught at the time... I believed the rumors without
             question... without doubt. I truly did not care whether the lord of
             Ostia was guilty or not. I merely wanted to find a victim for the rage
             inside me...
    LUCIUS:  That, I can understand.
    RAVEN:   And you were right there all along... I should have tried to
             understand...
    LUCIUS:  Lord Raymond...
    RAVEN:   Meeting Eliwood really opened my eyes. I know that the marquess of
             Ostia is not behind the attack now... Some day... Yes. Some day when
             this war is over, I'll go searching for the truth. And I'll pay Ostia
             back for my suspicions in full.
    LUCIUS:  Excellent!
    RAVEN:   Except, I want you to stay home.
    LUCIUS:  What!? You are too cruel! Why!?
    RAVEN:   I want someone to go home to, you see. So go back, and wait.
    LUCIUS:  Why don't you marry! Then there would be someone at home... And I could
             journey with you!
    RAVEN:   I need no bride to jabber at me-- There's enough jabbering going on
             around here already!
    LUCIUS:  W-What is that supposed to mean!?
    RAVEN:   My case in point.
    LUCIUS:  Wait-- Wait! Lord Raymond!
    
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    WIL/RATH     C RANK     CC075
    
    WIL:   Rath! Hey! It's been a while! You disappeared the second we all got to
           Castle Caelin! We worried about you!
    RATH:  ......
    WIL:   I ended up enlisting with Caelin. I'm still just a squire, but... still,
           I've come a long way! Oh, now that I think of it, did you hear that the
           soldiers of Laus attacked the castle? It was rough! They even took
           Lord Hausen!
    RATH:  ...I know. I heard... from Lyn.
    WIL:   So you met Lady Lyndis? Of course! That's why you're here! Hahaha...
           I'm such an idiot... So...what have you been up to since then?
    RATH:  ...... Same as before. Fighting as a mercenary, biding my time...
    WIL:   Huh? Biding your time? What is that supposed to mean?
    RATH:  ......
    WIL:   I-I'm sorry! I just asked without thinking!
    RATH:  It's all right...
    WIL:   Say... Since we found each other and all... How about fighting together?
           Come on! We make a good team! What do you say?
    RATH:  Yeah...sure.
    WIL:   All right!  This is going to be great! Hey, I'll go see Merlinus and
           stock up on arrows! I'll bring some for you, too! Just wait right here!
    RATH:  ......
    
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    WIL:   So, the archers of Sacae, they're all mounted, aren't they? I'd have
           trouble just staying on... If I had to shoot, too, I'd be in trouble!
    RATH:  The beasts of Sacae are swift... If we could not shoot from the saddle,
           we would starve...
    WIL:   Hmm... I guess so. I just grew up in such a quiet little town... Our
           traps were always full, and we never wanted for rabbit.
    RATH:  ......
    WIL:   That's why I'm not so swift on the field. I can shoot pretty well, of
           course, but before I know it, the enemy's behind me... I hate to think
           on it! That's why it's so good to have a partner! I mean, you're amazing!
           You can shoot from far away, and you always know the enemy's numbers and
           positions...
    RATH:  ......
    WIL:   I tell you, I may not be the best archer... But I want to get better...so
           I can help Lady Lyndis... If I could just be half as good as you...
    RATH:  You are...strange.
    WIL:   Huh?
    RATH:  You are so quick to doubt yourself... You show others your weakness.
           Are you not afraid?
    WIL:   Afraid... ? No, of course not! I mean, we're not strangers!  We're
           friends, right?  Allies?
    RATH:  ......
    WIL:   Right?
    RATH:  ...... ...Yes, we are. But... Wil... You are still...strange.
    WIL:   Huh? W-Why? Nonsense, I'm normal! I might as well be Normal Archer
           number three!
    RATH:  ...Number three? Why three?
    WIL:   Well... No reason, I guess. It just seemed...pretty normal.
    RATH:  ......
    WIL:   Rath? Hey, wait up!
    
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    RATH:  ...Don't hold your reins... Loosen your knees...
    WIL:   Whoa! Whoa! Like...this?
    RATH:  Yes. Now slide forward, just like that.
    WIL:   Huh? Forward? How do I go...forward? Whaa!
    RATH:  Wil!
    WIL:   I-I'm fine. Owww...
    RATH:  You might be injured... Do you want to stop?
    WIL:   Hm? Why? No, no, I'm fine.
    RATH:  But...perhaps training on the battlefield is not a good idea...
    WIL:   But what choice have I got? We fight every day! Where else can I train
           but the battlefield? Oh! Wait... Are you trying to back out of this
           training exercise? Not a chance. You owe me for laughing at me before!
    RATH:  ...Before? ......Number ...three... ... ... ......
    WIL:   See!! You're doing it again!! I can't believe it!! You never laugh, but
           that whole "three" thing just slays you every time! Why!! Why!!
    RATH:  I'm sorry... ...I will teach you to ride. Forgive me.
    WIL:   Yeah, yeah, it's fine... just keep teaching me until I can ride, got it?
           Seriously! I mean it!
    RATH:  Yes, I understand.
    WIL:   You promised.
    RATH:  ...I swear on the honor of my tribe..
    WIL:   Now, you don't have to go make that big a deal out of it...
    RATH:  No...I swear by Mother Earth and Father Sky... Because...you have taught
           me something important as well.
    
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    MERLINUS:  ......
    MARCUS:    ......
    MERLINUS:  ...Snoooore.
    MARCUS:    Merlinus, stay on your guard.  A moment of laxity can bring death
               from behind...
    MERLINUS:  Ahh...how embarrassing.. But, Sir Marcus, do you really think the
               enemy will come this far...? I mean, we never do anything... we
               just sit here and wait...
    MARCUS:    No, no, this too is a very important duty... Protecting the line of
               supply is of vital importance... Without weapons and potions, the
               battle cannot go on.
    MERLINUS:  Well... I suppose not... But, you know...what can I...do...
               Snoooore...
    MARCUS:    Merlinus!!
    
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    MERLINUS:  So, Sir Marcus...where is the front line of the battle today?
    MARCUS:    Well...
    MERLINUS:  Sir Marcus...are you entirely satisfied with this duty...? Guarding
               the transporter must be rather dull...
    MARCUS:    Not at all. This has been a very important duty that has been
               assigned to me. As a loyal servant of our lord, I must carry out my
               duties faithfully.
    MERLINUS:  Hmm... I see... Well, Sir Marcus, would you like to try one of
               these? They are a specialty of "Chez Merlinus," you might say...
    MARCUS:    Mmmm. Baked puddings... But to partake of these in the midst of
               battle...
    MERLINUS:  Oh, go ahead...just have one...
    MARCUS:    My... Mmm... I see... Why, these are quite scrumptious!
    MERLINUS:  Aren't they?
    MARCUS:    Mmm. Its charm lies in the variety of textures inside and without...
               And the distinctive taste of apples stewed in honey reminds me of a
               certain well-known pastry shop in Ostia... Although...you may be
               relying too much on the sweetness to carry the weight of this
               confection... Hmm... Yes, I think that about sums it up... Hm? What's
               wrong?
    MERLINUS:  L-Lord Marcus... I had no idea you were such a knowledgeable epicure!
    
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    MERLINUS:  So, Sir Marcus, what do you think of how this army is being run?
    MARCUS:    What do you mean?
    MERLINUS:  Well, I may not know much about military organization, but...
               Shouldn't we be more involved in the decisions being made?
    MARCUS:    Why do you say that?
    MERLINUS:  Well, Lord Hector, Lord Eliwood and Lady Lyndis are still so young...
               Is it really all right to leave the leadership decisions to Lord
               Eliwood in the coming battles? As an experienced knight, don't you
               have any anxieties about this?
    MARCUS:    None at all.
    MERLINUS:  Not even a little?
    MARCUS:    I trust Lord Eliwood. So long as Lord Eliwood is in command, I have
               no trepidations about the course of battles to come...
    MERLINUS:  So... You really do have such faith in your liege lord! Well, this
               old merchant has seen the light! I say, I have been far too cynical
               and mistrusting for far too long! I will try to redouble my trust in
               our lords! Sir Marcus! Help this humble merchant protect his wares
               with all of your might!
    MARCUS:    ...Merlinus. It is never a good idea to yell like that on a
               battlefield unless you are inviting attack...
    
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    MERLINUS/VAIDA     C RANK     CC089
    
    MERLINUS:  Yaaawn! Ahh, another peaceful day in the life of a transporter...
    VAIDA:     Are you Merlinus?!
    MERLINUS:  Hya... Hyaaaa!!
    VAIDA:     Why are you screaming, little man? I am your ally, not your foe! You
               do understand that, don't you?
    MERLINUS:  Ah, of course, Dame Vaida! A-And what business do you have with me?
    VAIDA:     I am your guard today. And I may see you more often in the future,
               as well.
    MERLINUS:  Wh-What?!
    VAIDA:     Well, don't you look excited? I'm glad to see it. I'm glad of it,
               myself. You make good bait to draw the enemy near... I don't know
               how well it will work, but it seems like a good ploy to try...
    MERLINUS:  Hyaa... This is terrifying! These Bern soldiers love fighting more
               than eating! With friends like these, who needs enemies? ...Ohohohoh!
    
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    MERLINUS/VAIDA     B RANK     CC089
    
    VAIDA:     Merlinus!
    MERLINUS:  Yes! I am here. What is it?
    VAIDA:     The enemies aren't coming.
    MERLINUS:  Hm?
    VAIDA:     Well, there are a few small fry, but I seek bigger game... I would
               like...a general!
    MERLINUS:  Ahh, yes, but... I'm not sure what I can... Ah, Dame Vaida...perhaps
               now would be a good time to understand the joy of peace...
    VAIDA:     You boil my blood, merchant. I don't care who it is anymore... I just
               need someone for lance practice!
    MERLINUS:  ...Hyaa! Perhaps, Dame Knight, I saw the shadow of the enemy in that
               direction...
    VAIDA:     Really?!
    MERLINUS:  Y-Yes!! And it was a powerful-looking unit!
    VAIDA:     Good eye, Merlinus! Leave him to me!
    MERLINUS:  Haa...finally.
    VAIDA:     Merlinus.
    MERLINUS:  Uwaa!
    VAIDA:     You were telling the truth just now, weren't you? Because, you
               should know, I am highly agitated right now... If you were lying to
               me...
    MERLINUS:  Hyaa... Hyaaaaaaa!! Lord Eliwood! Lord Hector! She is a demon!! How
               could you have allied us with her!? ...Ohhh.
    
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    VAIDA:     Merlinus!
    MERLINUS:  D-Dame Vaida! W-Why don't you try one of these?
    VAIDA:     What is this?
    MERLINUS:  It is a roasted dumpling... I do hope you'll find it palatable...
    VAIDA:     Roasted dumpling? That is food for children! Ahh, very well, give it
               here.
    MERLINUS:  A-And... How is the flavor, m'lady?
    VAIDA:     Merlinus!
    MERLINUS:  Y-Yes?
    VAIDA:     I...have never tasted anything like this!
    MERLINUS:  Hyaa! Please forgive me! Just spare my life!
    VAIDA:     It's delicious! It is truly a wonderful flavor! Silly man, you are
               a genius!
    MERLINUS:  A-All right...
    VAIDA:     I'll be back! And next time, you will have many more of these!
    MERLINUS:  Yes, yes, of course... ...... Well, well... She may be mostly demon,
               but at least she is a little bit woman... Few ladies can resist my
               dumplings... I hoped this has secured my safety...
    VAIDA:     Merlinus!
    MERLINUS:  Y-Yes!!
    VAIDA:     Thanks for the pastry! Take this!
    MERLINUS:  Wha--? What is this?
    VAIDA:     That's a meatball from my pack. Try it with your wine...
    MERLINUS:  My... This does look tasty! Now let's see... ... ... ... Hm? What is
               this flavor? What kind of meat is this?
    VAIDA:     Don't know.
    MERLINUS:  You don't know?!
    VAIDA:     Ahh... I must be off... Now, eat up! If you leave any unfinished,
               I'll take your head off!
    MERLINUS:  Hyaa...Hyaaaaa!! Dame Vaida! Wait!! Just tell me what kind of meat
               this is!! Dame Vaaaida!!
    
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    MERLINUS/NINO     C RANK     CC088
    
    NINO:      Whoa... Look at all that stuff... I've never seen anything like
               it... ...Wow...
    MERLINUS:  Hey! No touching!
    NINO:      Ah, I'm sorry... Hey, mister, you're Merlinus, right?
    MERLINUS:  And who would you be? What do you want?
    NINO:      I'm Nino! I'm supposed to defend our merchant.
    MERLINUS:  You're my guard!?
    NINO:      Yeah, that's right... I'll do my best, sir!
    MERLINUS:  What foolishness! What can a child do!?
    NINO:      Hey, you left a sword out here... I'll put it away for you...
    MERLINUS:  N-No, wait! Don't knock the--!
    NINO:      Whoa!
    MERLINUS:  Ohhhh, now look what you've done! How could you do this!? I was
               almost done sorting those items! Now I'll have to start again!
    NINO:      I'm sorry...
    MERLINUS:  Don't give me excuses; just help me pick these up! Put them back in
               there! Help now!
    NINO:      Um, yessir...
    
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    MERLINUS/NINO     B RANK     CC088
    
    MERLINUS:  So this went...here. And where did this go again?
    NINO:      Merlinus!
    MERLINUS:  Uwaaah! N-Nino, don't shout like that!
    NINO:      Still sorting stuff? Let me help...
    MERLINUS:  No! I don't want these things scattered again!
    NINO:      Now you're going to listen closely to old Merlinus here, because...
               Hm? Hey, Merlinus, what have you got there?
    MERLINUS:  Ulp...! This? Why, uhh...
    NINO:      It smells good. What were you eating?
    MERLINUS:  Now hold on, Nino! Don't get the wrong idea!
    NINO:      What idea?
    MERLINUS:  I realize how important it is that we properly ration our supplies
               on the field. I certainly hope you won't accuse me of sitting around
               eating our rations while you are all off fighting and such!
    NINO:      What?
    MERLINUS:  That is to say... I must... I must keep up my strength to sell my
               wares, you see! So don't tell anyone about it, especially Sir Lowen!
               It'll be our little secret, eh?
    NINO:      Secret? Um, yeah. All right. Anyway, so can I help out?
    MERLINUS:  Ohhhhhh... Fine then!
    NINO:      Yaay! I'll do my best!
    MERLINUS:  Now look out, don't step on my... Ah! This child is an imp with the
               face of an angel!
    NINO:      Hm?
    
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    MERLINUS:  Swords, here. Spears, here. Axes, here.
    NINO:      Right, right, right.
    MERLINUS:  Bows here, staves here, and anima, light, and dark tomes here.
               Finally, items go here.
    NINO:      Right. I think I've got it. You're a really good teacher.
    MERLINUS:  But of course! One must train the help!
    NINO:      Thanks, Merlinus! You know, you're kind of like Uncle Jan!
    MERLINUS:  Uncle Jan? Who's that?
    NINO:      He played with me a lot when I was with Black Fang.
    MERLINUS:  Ho ho! And he was a bit like me? Surely, he must have been a most
               handsome devil!
    NINO:      He...wasn't any kind of devil!
    MERLINUS:  No, no, child. I mean, he must have been a striking gentleman!
    NINO:      Oh, I get it! Hey, you're pretty funny! Aren't you? You're a funny
               little man!
    MERLINUS:  Err... I suppose...
    NINO:      I miss Uncle Jan... ...I wonder how he is...
    MERLINUS:  ...Ahem. Nino, we still have some work to do... Musn't be layabouts!
    NINO:      Oh! I'm sorry. So, just sort this stuff?
    MERLINUS:  And this, and this, and this.
    NINO:      Right! Got it!
    MERLINUS:  ...When we're done, we'll have a break. Just think of a game...
    NINO:      Huh?
    MERLINUS:  Well, if it's just for a little while, I don't mind taking Uncle
               Jan's place for a bit and maybe playing a game or two with you...
    NINO:      Really?!
    MRELINUS:  But you've got to sort this stuff perfectly first!
    NINO:      All right! I love you, Uncle Merlinus!!
    MERLINUS:  Whoa, hey... Not so loud... Geez...
    
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    MARCUS/MERLINUS     C RANK     CC087
    
    MERLINUS:  ......
    MARCUS:    ......
    MERLINUS:  ...Snoooore.
    MARCUS:    Merlinus, stay on your guard.  A moment of laxity can bring death
               from behind...
    MERLINUS:  Ahh...how embarrassing.. But, Sir Marcus, do you really think the
               enemy will come this far...? I mean, we never do anything... we
               just sit here and wait...
    MARCUS:    No, no, this too is a very important duty... Protecting the line of
               supply is of vital importance... Without weapons and potions, the
               battle cannot go on.
    MERLINUS:  Well... I suppose not... But, you know...what can I...do...
               Snoooore...
    MARCUS:    Merlinus!!
    
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    MARCUS/LOWEN     C RANK     CC056
    
    MARCUS:  Lowen! What are you doing?!
    LOWEN:   A-Ah! General Marcus!
    MARCUS:  Have you forgotten everything I taught you?! Be ever vigilant in
             surveying the field! The enemy could always catch you unawares!
             Do not let your inexperience be the downfall of an army, boy!
    LOWEN:   Y-Yes, sir.  I understand!
    MARCUS:  You've got heart, boy.  But that's about it.  If you don't have the
             steel in your mind as well as in your belly, then you don't deserve
             to wear it!
    LOWEN:   Yes, sir!
    MARCUS:  But your lance thrusts are looking better!
    LOWEN:   Yes, sir! As per general's orders, I do 1,000 thrusts a day!
    MARCUS:  Idiot!
    LOWEN:   Ahh...
    MARCUS:  you are still but half a knight! And half a knight must practice
             twice as hard as a full knight! Do you think you will make progress
             by doing the bare minimum, whelp?!
    LOWEN:   N-No, sir!
    MARCUS:  At that rate, you'd never become a true knight of Pherae! Not like
             Harken and Isadora!
    LOWEN:   Y-Yes, sir! I will try harder!
    
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    MARCUS:  Hrrmph!
    LOWEN:   Urrgh...
    MARCUS:  What, can't you stand up, Lowen? What kind of a knight can't take a
             single blow of my spear?
    LOWEN:   Y-yes, sir...!
    MARCUS:  And again! Grrarr!
    LOWEN:   Oooff!
    MARCUS:  Ha! And how about this one?
    LOWEN:   Hunngggh! Ahh...
    MARCUS:  Lowen... If a mere glancing thrust like that is enough to dismount
             you, you need far more training! Now listen...before we meet to spar
             again...
    LOWEN:   Not... yet... I can... still take more... Sir Marcus... Please
             continue...
    MARCUS:  ...... All right, then! Next, take...that!!
    
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    MARCUS:  Lowen!
    LOWEN:   Y-Yes, sir!
    MARCUS:  Well done.
    LOWEN:   Sir?
    MARCUS:  You've stood up to quite enough...And what's more, you've distinguished
             yourself in battle, son!
    LOWEN:   General Marcus...!
    MARCUS:  When we return to Pherae, I will see to it that you are properly
             decorated! Lowen, you have become a fine knight of Pherae. Well done,
             indeed! I am very proud of you.
    LOWEN:   General Marcus...Th-Thank you! It is all your doing, general!
    MARCUS:  Idiot! Where is your pride!? You are now a knight of Pherae! And I will
             no longer coddle you as I have! Learn how to conduct yourself as a
             knight of the first class! Understood?
    LOWEN:   Yes, sir!
    MARCUS:  Rumble...
    LOWEN:   General Marcus! Did your stomach just make that noise?
    MARCUS:  It was your imagination...Rumble...
    LOWEN:   There it was again!
    MARCUS:  Hmmph...All right...Lowen, give them up.
    LOWEN:   Yes, sir! Based on the sound of that rumbling...I'd say you need about
             five boar's meat dumplings, am I right?
    MARCUS:  Mm. Lowen, these are delicious...I am reminded of an old saying..."Fill
             your heart, but first, fill your belly..." Now don't you forget that,
             eh son?
    LOWEN:   No, sir! I won't!
    
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    ISADORA:  General Marcus!
    MARCUS:   ...Isadora.
    ISADORA:  Your forgiveness, General. I must apologize for leaving Lady Eleanor
              to come here!
    MARCUS:   Do not worry yourself. It was Lady Eleanor's wish, wasn't it? She is
              a willful woman...
    ISADORA:  Ah...
    MARCUS:   But what are you doing? Certainly you were not ordered to hold this
              position. A knight of Pherae never abandons their post!
    ISADORA:  Yes, sir! Duly noted!
    
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    ISADORA:  Ho! General Marcus!
    MARCUS:   Mm...Isadora. Nice of you to check in. If you have that much leisure,
              then you should spar with me.
    ISADORA:  Ah...Excuse me...General Marcus, have you seen Eliwood of late?
    MARCUS:   Mm...He has been fighting fiercely...
    ISADORA:  Yes, but he looks so distraught. He lost his father so recently. And
              with no time to grieve, he was cast into this harsh fray...His heart
    
              must be deeply troubled...
    MARCUS:   Yes, but we are powerless to wage that battle for him. Our aid would
              be but a curtain against his inner storm... Yet still...
    ISADORA:  Yes. That is exactly why we should do all we can. We must return Lord
              Eliwood  safely to Lady Eleanor...
    MARCUS:   I must go. You can handle yourself here alone, can't you?
    ISADORA:  Ha! Worry not, General Marcus! I am a knight of Pherae. I will carry
              out my duty and return safely.
    MARCUS:   Good, Isadora...Pherae needs you more than ever now...
    ISADORA:  Yes, Lord Marcus. I will discharge my duty loyally in this time of
              need as I would at any other time. Fare thee well.
    MARCUS:   Mm.
    
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    MARCUS:   Isadora.
    ISADORA:  Ah, General Marcus.
    MARCUS:   ...Like me, you are a loyal subject of Pherae. The future of that
              country rests on our shoulders. And it weighs the same upon both
              of us, though you be a woman and I be a man.
    ISADORA:  Yes, General. I know this all too well.
    MARCUS:   However...Please, do not overextend yourself. You may rely on my help
              at any time. There is no shame in seeking assistance.
    ISADORA:  I see...
    MARCUS:	  That is all I wished to say. Now I will go.
    ISADORA:  Of course...But first, may I say one thing?
    MARCUS:   Yes, what is it?
    ISADORA:  Thank you, General Marcus. You have never treated me any differently
              for being a woman...You have thought of me always as a knight of the
              first rank of Pherae...If you had been too lenient or protective of me,
              I would not be alive to fight here today.
    MARCUS:   ...
    ISADORA:  We will both return safely to Pherae, Sir Marcus.
    MARCUS:   Mm.
    
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    DART/REBECCA     C RANK     CC044
    
    REBECCA:  Brother?
    DART:     Huh? Are you talking to me?
    REBECCA:  Oh, uhh...
    DART:     Ah, a case of mistaken identity? Forget it. No bother. Now get lost.
    REBECCA:  I'm sorry... From behind, you look just like my brother who ran away
              from home.
    DART:     ...What was his name?
    REBECCA:  Dan... His name was Dan.
    DART:     Hmm... Don't know him.
    REBECCA:  What is your name?
    DART:     I'm Dart! Mate on the Davros, vessel of the feared pirates of Fargas!!
    REBECCA:  P-Pirates!?
    DART:     ...Hey, now that's the reaction I like to see!! You don't just go
              walking up to any man you see and take his arm, missie!
    REBECCA:  ...Dart...
    
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    REBECCA:  Umm...Dart!
    DART:     Hm? What, you again?
    REBECCA:  My name is Rebecca. I wanted to apologize for earlier...
    DART:     Apologize?
    REBECCA:  For...being afraid of you... I'm sorry.
    DART:     Don't worry about it. That is to say, it's a rare woman that don't
              fear pirates.
    REBECCA:  I suppose so... But I'm still sorry.
    DART:     I said it's fine. ...Urp. Oog... The beast in my belly is growling
              again...
    REBECCA:  Oh! Here. Have this!
    DART:     What's in here?
    REBECCA:  It's a special lunch I make. Fresh fruit, roasted fowl, herbed bread,
              and...
    DART:     Urp...
    REBECCA:  Here you go.
    DART:     Uhh, all right, then. So now we're even? Is that fair?
    REBECCA:  Sure!
    
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    DART:     Ho, Rebecca!
    REBECCA:  Ah! Dart!!
    DART:     Here.
    REBECCA:  Ooooh! What a pretty shell! Is it for me?
    DART:     Yeah. Thanks for the food earlier.
    REBECCA:  Well, it's awfully nice of you, but didn't you say we were even back
              there?
    DART:     Uhh... I didn't think you'd remember that part.
    REBECCA:  HeeHee. Don't look so frumpy! Thank you! I will treasure it!
    DART:     Er, yeah.
    REBECCA:  ......
    DART:     What's the matter?
    REBECCA:  I know I shouldn't keep saying this, but... Dart... You just look so
              much like my brother...
    DART:     Is that so? Well, who knows. Maybe I am.
    REBECCA:  What!?
    DART:     I don't have any memories of my life more 'n five years back...
              Fargus found me, bloody and limp on a pier, and I didn't know who I
              was... I'm thinkin' I must have leaked more 'n just blood out of my
              ears, you know? Now I don't remember nothin'!
    REBECCA:  My brother left home... ...Exactly... Five years...ago...
    DART:     It's just strange luck, that. Unless...there's more to it.
    REBECCA:  Well, he did have a scar on his right side, on his abdomen... from
              when he was gored by a stag in the forests of Pherae! Do you have
              a scar like that?
    DART:     Abdomen... That's over here, eh? And me right... That's starboard,
              innit?
    REBECCA:  Amazing... You really are...
    DART:     ...Hey, is this for real?
    REBECCA:  Ah...
    DART:     Look, it's nothin' personal-like. I just want to be sure. I mean,
              I'd be glad to think you were my sister, but... I'd hate to find out
              I was wrong later, you know?
    REBECCA:  Dart...
    DART:     Aww, blow me down... Just call me Brother... Either way, I'll go back
              to me ship when this battle ends... so why don't we both just play
              along for a little while... Right?
    REBECCA:  Uh, um...sure. I guess...that would be... Yeah! Big brother Dart!
    DART:     Not...Dan?
    REBECCA:  No, I'll just call you "Brother Dart." You might not be Dan anymore,
              but you're definitely my brother! I'm sure of it...
    DART:     Rebecca...
    
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    DART:  So! Who's next? Come on! Attack me!
    WIL:   Huh?
    DART:  Wha--! ...Oh. You're on our side, right? You've got a sort of slack-jawed
           look about you...
    WIL:   Dan?! Hey, you're Dan, aren't you? Wow, how have you been? And hey!
           What are you doing here, anyway?
    DART:  What's it to you!? The name's Dart, and I'm a mate in Fargus's pirate
           crew!
    WIL:   You're...Dan, right?
    DART:  Uhh, no.
    WIL:   Yes, you are!
    DART:  No, I'm not!
    WIL:   Hmm... Are you sure you're not Dan?
    DART:  Will you knock it off?!
    WIL:   Fine, just say you're not Dan... I can take a hint... It was just an
           honest mistake, you know! Man...!
    DART:  ...... What was that about!?
    WIL:   And who did he think he was messing with, anyway? I'd run him through as
           soon as look at 'im!
    
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    DART:  I've finally found you, you cad! Today is the last day of your life!
           Prepare yourself!
    WIL:   Dan! I mean...not Dan... Pirate guy! Da-... Da-... Dark!
    DARK:  It's Dart, you idiot!
    WIL:   Yeah, right. So, um...what do you want with me?
    DART:  Well, I kind of owe you one from earlier... Or maybe a few... Yeah,
           I owe you a few whacks with this here axe!!
    WIL:   A few whacks, huh... I'll, uhh, pass.
    DART:  Who asked you, chum-for-brains? These people are driving me nuts!
    WIL:   Look out! An enemy! Look, I'm kind of busy right now. Maybe next time,
           eh, Darth?
    DARTH: Hold on! It's Dart, you ignorant toad! Yarr! Come back here!
    
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    DART/WIL     A RANK     CC085
    
    DART:  ...Now I've found you, you stinking bow-plucker!
    WIL:   Whoa! Look! Behind you!
    DART:  What!?
    WIL:   Are you OK?
    DART:  You idiot! On your right!
    WIL:   Whoa! ...Phew. That was close! Thanks. You're Dart, right?
    DART:  Snrk! I wasn't trying to help you, squid-bait! Just forget about it...
           But wait...you did save me first... So think of it as payback!
    WIL:   ...Hmmm.
    DART:  What!?
    WIL:   You know, Dart, you really do look like Dan. It's just so hard to
           imagine you're not him...
    DART:  Not that again! Who is this guy!? Who is Dan!?
    WIL:   Dan was my childhood fr... He was my best friend... We left home together
           five years ago, but it didn't go too well. Last time I saw him was back
           in Badon...
    DART:  Five years ago? In Badon, you say...
    WIL:   That's right.
    DART:  ... Naw...couldn't be...
    WIL:   What? Do you know something?
    DART:  ...Well, about five years ago, Fargus pulled into port at Badon, and a
           young man had collapsed on the pier... He was bleeding pretty badly...
           They say it was a miracle he lived at all.
    WIL:   What!!
    DART:  Everyone in town just pretended not to notice... And no wonder... That
           day was a holy day for Elimine's flock. They were forbidden any contact
           with blood... And the sailors... Well, you know how superstitious they
           are... That man lay there, half alive, for six hours...
    WIL:   That's terrible...
    DART:  Then the taboo lifted, and someone picked him up, just in time... ...It
           was the leader of the pirates that work out of Badon. Well, that young
           man recovered, but as if in exchange for his life, he had lost all of his
           memories...
    WIL:   Dart, you don't think...
    DART:  I don't know, I don't know... ...It's just a story I've heard around...
    
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    LEGAULT/HEATH     C RANK     CC095
    
    LEGAULT:  Is someone chasing you or something?
    HEATH:    Me?
    LEGAULT:  You're going to tire yourself out staying on guard all the time.
              You look like a wyvern rider... you a deserter or something?
    HEATH:    Who... Who are you? Are you a spy from the king? Or are you one of
              those Black Fang?
    LEGAULT:  Hey, relax. Yeah, I'm Black Fang, but--
    HEATH:    Gah!
    HEATH:    Huh? Where...
    LEGAULT:  Right here.
    HEATH:    How!? Knave!
    LEGAULT:  It's all right, it's OK. Let's calm down, OK? I'm Legault. I'm a thief,
              formerly with the Black Fang. I've got no connection to the fellows
              chasing you, so rest easy.
    HEATH:    ...What do you want?
    LEGAULT:  Nothing. You just looked so wound up... I thought I'd come over and
              lighten your mood.
    HEATH:    It's none of your concern!
    LEGAULT:  Ah... Sorry. Thought I was being friendly, that's all.
    
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    LEGAULT/HEATH     B RANK     CC095
    
    LEGAULT:  Hey.
    HEATH:    Hm?
    LEGAULT:  Uh-oh. Looks like someone hates me. What a pity.
    HEATH:    You... Your name's Legault or something, right?
    LEGAULT:  Oh, so you remembered? Hey, can I ask you something? You look like a
              wyvern rider, but... Why are you here?
    HEATH:    You know the answer to that without asking, don't you? I'm a deserter
              from the knights of Bern.
    LEGAULT:  A deserter... So why'd you desert?
    HEATH:    Who knows... Maybe the plundering, the wholesale slaughter of innocent
              people... Those are both part of a deserter's pedigree, are they not?
    LEGAULT:  No, not you. Your eyes aren't so corrupt. You have pride. Your eyes
              tell me that you're sure what you do is right.
    HEATH:    Why...uh...
    LEGAULT:  Hm?
    HEATH:    Why are you here?
    LEGAULT:  Now that is a long story. Put simply...I'm like you... I fled from an
              organization, too.
    HEATH:    Was it the Black Fang?
    LEGAULT:  Yep. I'm a fugitive, and you're a deserter. Looks like you and I were
              made for each other.
    HEATH:    ...Speak for yourself.
    
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    LEGAULT:  Hey, Heath.
    HEATH:    Looks like you're still alive.
    LEGAULT:  Can't complain.
    HEATH:    Legault, what is it that you want from me?
    LEGAULT:  Hmm... One reason is self-interest. Whether I'm working in this army
              or I'm dodging Black Fang pursuers, it makes sense to have a wyvern
              rider close at hand. Few soldiers can match your ferocity on the field.
              Of course, it does complicate matters that you are pursued.
    HEATH:    I imagine so. I'm being hunted by my homeland. There's a price on my
              head. Being close to me isn't like lying in a bed of roses.
    LEGAULT:  The same is true of me as well. Many of the Black Fang would see me
              dead if they could. Look, why don't we help each other out? Lend a
              hand dealing with our respective foes?
    HEATH:    My enemy is the strongest army division on the continent. No matter
              how you look at it, I'd say you're getting the short end of the stick.
              Why would you agree to do all that for me?
    LEGAULT:  Hm? Must be this thing called "love", you know?
    LEGAULT:  Where are you going? I'm joking!! Get back here.
    HEATH:    .....
    LEGAULT:  Just let it go, all right? Come on, I like you. Even on the run,
              you're true to your principles. You're recklessly honest. That's
              from someone who simply cannot do that...
    HEATH:    .....
    LEGAULT:  Friendship between fugitives... What do you say?
    HEATH:    You're one weird guy...
    
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    ISADORA/LOWEN     C RANK     CC055
    
    LOWEN:    Ah, Dame Isadora!
    ISADORA:  Sir Lowen! I am glad you are safe. And recent battles have honed
              your skill, I see. I heard that the road back from Pherae was a
              gauntlet of enemy units...
    LOWEN:    Y-Yes it was! It was a long, hard road...but I had much help from
              my friends... I certainly could not have done it without them...
              Now that you are with us, I am sure we are even stronger...
    ISADORA:  We will fight side by side, Lowen.
    LOWEN:    Yes! And...Isadora, are you hungry?
    ISADORA:  Hm? Well... yes a, little.
    LOWEN:    Then...just wait a moment. I shall prepare us a feast!
    ISADORA:  Ho-Hold on, Lowen! We are in the field! What are you doing with
              that blanket?
    LOWEN:    Every meal must be taken with the greatest respect for one's food.
              While I prepare the setting for our picnic, why don't you peruse
              my emergency rations and see if there isn't something you might like
              to snack on...
    ISADORA:  Lowen... Would you mind explaining exactly how you managed to fight
              your way back from Pherae while stopping to have a picnic during
              every battle?
    
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    ISADORA:  .....
    LOWEN:    Dame Isadora?
    ISADORA:  Ah...Lowen.
    LOWEN:    How are you? Hungry? If so, I can easily find a morsel for you in my
              emergency rations.
    ISADORA:  No, I'm fine. Forgive me... I just... I don't think it's right for
              a knight of Pherae to eat in the middle of battle... I can imagine
              General Marcus scolding us angrily...
    LOWEN:    ...Are you sure it's not because of Lord Harken?
    ISADORA:  ...No, not at all... But, Lowen... You have really developed as a
              knight recently! You are like a different man on the battlefield now!
    LOWEN:    Oh, no, no! I merely spend my days trying to stay one step ahead of
              General Marcus! I'm not even close to the level of you and the others...
    ISADORA:  That's ridiculous. Why, if we crossed swords now, I think you might
              land the first blow. Keep striving, Sir Lowen. I know that you will
              make a grand knight of Pherae!
    LOWEN:    I shall! Thank you!
    
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    ISADORA:  .....
    LOWEN:    Dame Isadora? How fare you? If you are...
    ISADORA:  I don't need any food! I'm perfectly full, all right?
    LOWEN:    I see...
    ISADORA:  Lowen... Thank you. You are kind to worry about me, but I am fine.
    LOWEN:    D-Dame Isadora!
    ISADORA:  What is it?
    LOWEN:    I am still inexperienced... But I will be strong enough to become a
              knight of Pherae soon! I will become a great knight that you and
              General Marcus...and even Lord Harken would be proud of! So, all you
              need to do is wait!
    ISADORA:  Yes...I know you can do it, Lowen. You are dedicated enough.
    LOWEN:    Th-Thank you! That is all I wanted to say! A-And so, I take my leave!
    ISADORA:  Wait, Lowen.
    LOWEN:    Yes?
    ISADORA:  I'll go with you. We are all in this together... as knights of Pherae.
    LOWEN:    Yes!
    
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    ISADORA/LEGAULT     C RANK     CC096
    
    LEGAULT:  Passionate, aren't you? Still practicing swordplay at this hour?
    ISADORA:  You're the Black Fang-- Pardon, former Black Fang, right?
    LEGAULT:  I'm Legault.
    ISADORA:  ...Master Legault. May I ask you a question?
    LEGAULT:  Hm?
    ISADORA:  The Black Fang assassins... What are they like?
    LEGAULT:  Huh?
    ISADORA:  I want to know so that I'm not surprised in battle. These assassins...
              What techniques do they--
    LEGAULT:  Wrapped in black robes, with blades of ice... A movement in the
              shadows, and instant death... That sums up your image fairly well,
              doesn't it?
    ISADORA:  Is it incorrect?
    LEGAULT:  Yeah, sorry to say, but it's nothing that exotic. Well, there was one
              fellow who fit that description, but... Now the commander's sons...
              Lloyd and Linus? Watching them work was like watching master artisans.
              The two of them may have done some of those risky stunts. But for an
              old leftover like me, that stuff's all but impossible.
    ISADORA:  A...leftover?
    LEGAULT:  Yep. So, I'm fairly useless in battle, but it's nice to meet you, all
              the same.
    ISADORA:  W-Well met...
    
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    ISADORA:  Master Legault. Would you spar with me one time?
    LEGAULT:  Spar... I told you this before, you've got me all wrong.
    ISADORA:  I don't believe I do. The way you carry yourself... I wonder if my
              swordwork would...
    LEGAULT:  That's what I mean, you're overestimating me... As a rule, assassins
              are weaklings.
    ISADORA:  Weak...
    LEGAULT:  Yep. They use darkness to catch their targets unaware, use poison,
              work in groups... They can't win if they fight fair, so they use
              trickery. In a fair and open duel, a knight would crush an assassin.
    ISADORA:  I wonder if that's true.
    LEGAULT:  What? Are you nervous?
    ISADORA:  ...I've confidence in the techniques I practiced as a knight in
              Pherae, but you cannot predict what will occur in real battle.
    LEGAULT:  I think I see what you mean. You knights have to follow rules and
              win fair and square. But your enemies are not so constrained.
              That's rough.
    ISADORA:  Master Legault. If you were going to fight me, what would you do?
    LEGAULT:  Hm? Well...let me see. For example, while we were talking like
              this... I'd fix your scabbard so you couldn't draw your blade. See...
    ISADORA:  Ah!! Wh... When did you...
    LEGAULT:  Like I told you, assassins can't win straight up, so they resort to
              all sorts of trickery.
    
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    LEGAULT:  Ah, Dame Knight. It's been a while, has it not?
    ISADORA:  .....
    LEGAULT:  What? What's with the stern face? I'm not going to do anything!
              You don't have to be on guard.
    ISADORA:  You caught me unawares before...
    LEGAULT:  Oh, that... Now I remember. There's nothing for you to be embarrassed
              about. In a test of pure skill, you'd win hands down. And I've no
              desire to fight with anyone in this camp.
    ISADORA:  Why is that?
    LEGAULT:  This place... it's comfortable. It kind of reminds me of the old
              Black Fang.
    ISADORA:  This army reminds you of the Black Fang?
    LEGAULT:  Yep. Don't believe me? The old Fang was filled with vagrants and
              misfits. The commander would teach them how to live. Of course,
              being an assassin's not a job to brag about, but everyone had a
              kind of pride in what they were. They could at least say that they
              were right. That what they did wasn't wrong.
    ISADORA:  .....
    LEGAULT:  But look at the Fang now. It's tough to make things go right. Tough...
    ISADORA:  That's how the Fang was? It looks like I misunderstood all of you.
    LEGAULT:  I'm glad you see that. By the way, do you have a man?
    ISADORA:  Wha-- What are you... This is so...
    LEGAULT:  You do, don't you? Too bad. All this training you do is fine, but
              from time to time think about your love. We are all--and this
              includes you knights, too--human. Living just for battle seems
              pretty sad, you know? It'll do you good to think about other things
              once in a while.
    ISADORA:  Yes, I agree... Thank you, Master Legault.
    LEGAULT:  It's a shame, though. If I'd met you a bit earlier? I wouldn't be
              able to leave a beauty like you alone.
    ISADORA:  Master Legault! Are you teasing me?
    
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    GEITZ/DART     C RANK     CC093
    
    GEITZ:  Bored, bored, bored... Say, you're a pirate, aren't you? Let's do
            something exciting!
    DART:   A word of advice, friend.  Never sneak up on a man unfolding a treasure
            map!! Or...are you offering to come with me? That's why you're here,
            right?
    GEITZ:  What's that?
    DART:   Pfaw! That's why you never get anything done! If you've got time to
            complain, then you've got time to fight!
    GEITZ:  I have an attention span of only about half an hour.  Too bad, huh?
            Heh, heh!
    DART:   Man, are you ever useless!
    GEITZ:  God, this is all just so dull.  Why can't something interesting happen?
    
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    GEITZ/DART     B RANK     CC093
    
    GEITZ:  I'm hungry.  When's lunch? Food, food, food... Hey, pirate, go pilfer
            me some delicious swag from Merlinus!!
    DART:   Geitz! Quit wasting my time!
    GEITZ:  Right, right--how about fighting? Why don't you go do some fighting
            for me?
    DART:   Who are you giving orders to, fool!? Yarr!
    GEITZ:  Umm, to you, I guess.  I've always had help around, you see... Why,
            even as a child, I always had Nan-Nan and Grampy to help dress me...
            Hey! Stop it! Dart! I was joking about the swag! Put that axe away!
    DART:   ...... You know, when you left the merchants guild, I thought I might
            actually like to partner up with you... But you just don't change,
            do you? You just wander about, trying any new thing, and you never
            finish anything! You just keep doing that, over and over!
    GEITZ:  ......
    DART:   Geitz... What is your life about, anyway? What's the point? Go ahead
            and be bored all your life, just stay out of my way!
    GETIZ:  ...Ouch.  I really didn't need to hear all that...
    
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    GEITZ:  Hey, Dart! ABout earlier... I'm sorry.  I was just...trying to goad you
            into a fight.
    DART:   ......
    GEITZ:  You know, all this time, I've resented it.  You just...you had so much
            when I had so little.
    DART:   ......
    GEITZ:  We first met in Badon, remember? Fargus had raided my family's boat.
            Dad and I... We went to get new freight and a new crew... When Dad was
            haggling, I saw some pirates... Compared to out ship, theirs was a total
            wreck... But...it looked so much better to me...
    DART:   Of course it did! That ship was our pride and joy!
    GEITZ:  Well, I never had the chance to love something like that... So I
            resented you... And I don't want to die feeling that way...
            I mean...what will I leave in this world when I die?
    DART:   Bah! You daft fool! I've had nothing that you can't find! Just travel
            everywhere, and live like there's no tommorow.  In time, you'll find
            everything you need... ...So don't give up!
    GEITZ:  ...S-Sure.
    DART:   Now, let's go! Just throw yourself fully into the first thing you see!
    GEITZ:  Yeah!
    DART:   Geitz!
    GEITZ:  Hm?
    DART:   When this battle is over, would you like to board our ship?
    GEITZ:  Yeah... I would.  The ocean...that's where I belong.
    DART:   Aye, that's my sailor!
    
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    GEITZ:    Wahhh!?
    ISADORA:  ? Lord Geitz?
    GEITZ:    What in--! What is that?!
    ISADORA:  ! Lord Geitz? It's just a wyvern, but...
    ISADORA:  Lord Geitz? You're all right... ? ...And that?!
    GEITZ:    What does it look like?
    ISADORA:  Like a small bird.
    GEITZ:    That's what I thought. And now, why is it perched on top of my head?
    ISADORA:  Err...
    GEITZ:    During the fighting, it just came and landed there. It's not going to
              kill me, is it? Wuoooh!! Don't move! I spent two hours this morning on
              my hair!!
    ISADORA:  Heh! I think it's, um, nesting.
    GEITZ:    Why on my head? Surely there are other heads!
    ISADORA:  Well...birds are mysterious creatures, I guess. It must have just
              found your hair to be an appealing nest.
    GEITZ:    But why?! What part of my hairdo looks like a bird's nest!?
    ISADORA:  Well, if you ask me... I...I think it looks rather cute like this...
    GEITZ:    Surely you jest... Bird! Listen to me! Find another nest!! I am a
              solitary warrior! A lone wolf! Fly away! Shoo! Shoo!
    ISADORA:  HeeHee...
    
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    ISADORA:  Lord Geitz. We meet again. And your little head-friend, too... Hello!
    GEITZ:    ..... Please. Do not befriend the bird. In fact, can you just help me
              get rid of it?
    ISADORA:  So, have you named it yet?
    GEITZ:    Look, you don't get it, do you?! This is not a pet!
    ISADORA:  I see. How terrible for this poor little birdy, to be unloved by its
              master... Don't lose heart, poor little Wilson...
    GEITZ:    Wait a second! Did you just call it "Wilson"?
    ISADORA:  Well, what would you call it?
    GEITZ:    Huh? A name...? Hmm...bird names, bird names...Umm... I just don't
              think it acts like a "Wilson"...
    ISADORA:  Heehee... Oh? Wilson... He doesn't look well...
    GEITZ:    Oh, yeah... I tried feeding him... Bits of bread, and bugs I found,
              and such... But I guess he must need proper bird food.
    ISADORA:  Probably. Let's ask Merlinus later.
    GEITZ:    Yes, please. ...Wait, what am I saying! It's not a pet! I just didn't
              feel like watching it die, you know!
    ISADORA:  Yes... I certainly do.
    
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    ISADORA:  Hello again, Lord Geitz.
    GEITZ:    .....
    ISADORA:  Oh...? Where is...Wilson?
    GEITZ:    ...He was gone when I woke this morning. Perhaps he found some friends
              and flew away.
    ISADORA:  Perhaps...
    GEITZ:    It's not like I cared about that stupid bird or anything! In fact,
              I'm glad to be rid of it! Always chirping every hour of night and
              day... Are they even supposed to chirp at night?
    ISADORA:  .....
    GEITZ:    .....
    ISADORA:  ...Lord Geitz. I heard you were on a journey with no destination.
              ...That you were looking for a place you belonged...
    GEITZ:    Yes...
    ISADORA:  I think that little bird was much like you, then. Perhaps it was on a
              journey of its own. And...it may have flown ahead to the place where
              you both belong...
    GEITZ:    ...Maybe. You may be right. But let's just get one thing clear, shall
              we?
    ISADORA:  Yes?
    GEITZ:    That little seed-eater meant nothing to me! I'm not lonely now that
              it's gone! I'm glad to be rid of it!! G-Got it? Just remember that!
    ISADORA:  Right. Duly noted.
    GEITZ:    W-Well, all right. Glad to hear it.
    ISADORA:  Hee hee...
    
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    FIORA:  Oh...
    GEITZ:  Yes?
    FIORA:  Haven't we, err... met before?
    GEITZ:  Hm? I don't recall...
    FIORA:  A long time ago...on a boat. Yes, you were a merchant in Bulgar
            weren't you?
    GEITZ:  ...How could you know that?
    FIORA:  Of course! We Ilians owe your guild a great debt! One bitter year,
            all the crops in Ilia died in the frost. And your people crossed the
            frozen ocean in the north to bring us food. If you hadn't come,
            we surely would have died! Please, let me thank you!
    GEITZ:  Stop... I am not kidding. That guild and I... share no connection now.
    
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    FIORA:  Oh, wait up! Geitz, please!
    GEITZ:  You again. If you've brought more thanks, tell it to my fath-- that
            frozen old man. I'd not waste your breath on that abusive monster.
    FIORA:  You hate your father, don't you? Why? He was such a good man.
    GEITZ:  ..... Have you ever heard of a boat called a galley?
    FIORA:  No, I haven't.
    GEITZ:  Most boats use wind power to sail, right? You can move quickly with
            the wind, but you can't move against it. Well, a galley is a boat moved
            by people rowing oars. It's good for keeping a shipping schedule
            regardless of the wind.
    FIORA:  And that's...
    GEITZ:  Yes, my father used his profits to hire many rowers. They spent their
            days in the stifling hold of the ship, slaving like beasts. When they
            collapsed with exhaustion, my father just tossed them overboard.
    FIORA:  .....
    GEITZ:  As a child, I loved riding on my father's boat. I respected my father,
            whom everyone called master. But one day, I ventured into the hold of
            the ship. I saw those broken men rowing, like lost souls in hell.
            I saw...children... who were my age...
    FIORA:  .....
    GEITZ:  I felt as if I were responsible... The boat in which I was riding...
            devoured children's souls. I realized this, and the thought almost
            killed me...
    FIORA:  ....
    GEITZ:  After that...I have had no love for my father...
    
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    FIORA:  Umm, Geitz?
    GEITZ:  Mm?
    FIORA:  What will you do after this? Are you going back to the merchant guild
            of Bulgar?
    GEITZ:  Never. I would strangle those men if we were in the same room.
            My brother, Geese, will probably take over the guild. I will likely
            live as a mercenary somewhere...
    FIORA:  Yes... That might be best. The merchant's life would not suit you...
    GEITZ:  ...Bah! Watch your tongue, woman!!
    FIORA:  I meant... you're a good man! I just meant you had too much heart to
            be like them!
    GEITZ:  ...Foolishness. You don't understand the business at all...
    FIORA:  Maybe not. But I understand you!
    GEITZ:  .....
    
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    WALLACE/WIL     C RANK    CC086
    
    WALLACE:  Ho! You there! You are Wil, correct? Yes, I remember you! Have you
              become a fine warrior?
    WIL:      Oh, great... If it isn't Mr. "Manual of Knightly Prowess"! I
              mean...General Wallace!
    WALLACE:  Young Wil! You were in the Caelin army, yes? So then, you must have
              benefited from my Manual of Knightly Prowess! You must be a strapping
              lad now, not like the puny boy I knew... ...But...you...aren't.
    WIL:      Yeah, I, umm...
    WALLACE:  Have you not been training like the manual suggested? What a weak
              little husk you are! How can you serve Lady Lyndis like that?
    WIL:      I, ahh... I'm sorry?
    WALLACE:  Bah! So be it! I will train you myself!
    WIL:      Huh?! No, that's OK! Really, it's fine!
    WALLACE:  Pfaw! Worry not, I need no special thanks! Training new recruits is
              my hobby, as a matter of fact! I trained Sain and Kent, and look at
              them now!
    WIL:      B-But...
    WALLACE:  If you follow my fast and effective secret training regimen for just
              ten short days, I promise you big, beautiful muscles that will be
              sure to turn a few heads! Wahahahahahaha!
    WIL:      Umm, excuse me!
    
    WALLACE:  Huh? Hey! Get back here! You think I'll let you escape?
    
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    WALLACE/WIL     B RANK     CC086
    
    WIL:      ......Ha That clanking! Nooo!
    WALLACE:  Muhahahaha! Now I've found you, Wil!
    WIL:      Whaa-! L-Lord Wallace!
    WALLACE:  Give up! There is no escape for you! Today, you begin my secret
              training!
    WIL:      Um, didn't I say no thanks or something last time?
    WALLACE:  Pfah! Do you intend to disobey a direct order, soldier?
    WIL:      This is...an order?
    WALLACE:  I hoped it wouldn't come to this, but... It's time for the use of
              force!
    WIL:      What do you plan to do... with that spear?
    WALLACE:  Don't worry.  If you can avoid my thrusts, you'll live! Here I come!
    WIL:      Whaa!
    WALLACE:  So, you evaded that one... Well, then try this... DIE!!
    WIL:      Hiyaa!
    WALLACE:  Wait, Wil! Hey, he can move pretty quickly... But I won't let him
              escape!
    
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    WALLACE/WIL     A RANK     CC086
    
    WIL:      98... ... 99... ... and... ...100! Phew... If Wallace finds me, he's
              going to make me do that training... So I have to keep training just
              to avoid his training! ...Wahh!
    WALLACE:  Wil! Tsk! You were...hiding! You go through so much just to avoid my
              training.... But I won't give up!
    WIL:      Ahh, it's no good... He's just going to catch me eventually...
              Normally, I would be ecstatic to train to become a knight... But
              that guy's just too much! ...How long can I keep running?
              Hanhh...Hanhh...
    
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    WALLACE/KENT     C RANK     CC053
    
    KENT:     Lord Wallace!
    WALLACE:  Kent.
    KENT:     It is an honor to serve with you again! Where have you travelled
              since we parted last year? We didn't know where you had gone, and
              Lady Lyndis became rather worried.
    WALLACE:  Hm? Oh, er... Yes, well... I just...wandered about.  I felt that I
              had lost some of my former strength, so I tried to train myself back
              into shape.
    KENT:     I see...
    WALLACE:  And you... Have you kept up your training?
    KENT:     Rest assured.  I train hard every day.
    WALLACE:  Lady Lyndis seems to have settled into her new role nicely.  She has
              acquired the air of a noblewoman.
    KENT:     Yes, she truly is... a remarkable person.
    WALLACE:  I had not seen her in a long time... But she looks more like Lady
              Madelyn every day...
    KENT:     Now that you mention it... When Lady Madelyn eloped 17 years ago,
              you were already in the knight brigade, weren't you?
    WALLACE:  Yes.  I knew both Lady Madelyn and Hassar.
    KENT:     Lord Hassar... Lady Lyndis's father?
    WALLACE:  Yes.  He was my good friend.  He was tight-lipped like all men of
              Sacae, but... He had the same deep, honest eyes as Lady Lyndis.
    
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    WALLACE/KENT     B RANK     CC053
    
    KENT:     When Lady Lyndis's parents eloped, I heard that Lord Hausen became
              terribly angry...
    WALLACE:  Yes.  He was usually warm and kind, but his demeanor changed entirely
              when it came to Lady Madelyn's welfare.  I was ordered to bring them
              both back.  I was told to resort to force against Hassar if he
              resisted.
    KENT:     That is quite a shock... I cannot imagine such an order from our kind
              lord now...
    WALLACE:  I accepted my orders and set out to find them... Lady Madelyn was not
              accustomed to hard travel, and I found them soon... But I could not
              take them.
    KENT:     Why is that?
    WALLACE:  They both said the same thing.  Each said, "I am to blame.  Do not
              harm the other."
    KENT:     ......
    WALLACE:  In the end, I closed my eyes and let them cross the border... I told
              the marquess that they eluded me.
    KENT:     You disobeyed an order from your liege?!
    WALLACE:  ...Yes, and I spent six months in the dungeon for it... Considering
              his anger at the time, he was probably being lenient with me.
    KENT:     But why did you do it? I can certainly understand it must have been
              a hard order to follow, but... to disobey your lord is unthinkable
              for a knight...
    WALLACE:  So it is.  But what would you have done? Would you have dragged Lady
              Madelyn back to the castle, ending their chance for love? She might
              have taken her own life if faced with such grief.  And Lady Lyndis
              would never have been born...
    KENT:     No...
    WALLACE:  When the marquess fell ill last year, Lundgren seized power in Caelin.
              What would you have done then? Would you have served Lundgren because
              you had sworn fealty to Caelin?
    KENT:     ......
    WALLACE:  For knights in the service of a lord, an order is absolute.  But a
              knight does not follow orders blindly.  before obeying, a knight
              should always consider whether the order serves the lord who gives it.
    
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    WALLACE/KENT     A RANK     CC053
    
    KENT:     Lord Wallace!
    WALLACE:  Ahh, Kent! I have been watching you in battle.  You seem to have
              improved greatly.
    KENT:     It is all thanks to your training, Lord Wallace! By the way, m'lord...
    WALLACE:  Yes?
    KENT:     Lord Hausen thanked you after the fact, did he not? So your
              disobedience was in fact...prudent.  I do not know how I could follow
              such an example... I have long believed that a knight owed blind
              obedience to his lord... However... I... How do you know? How do you
              know what your loyalty truly requires of you?
    WALLACE:  Kent.  You must decide for yourself.
    KENT:     I must decide...? But...
    WALLACE:  My disobedience was actually in setting out to do the thing I knew was
              wrong.  I knew this before I even set out to recover Lady Madelyn.
              Loyalty to one's lord is like love itself.  So long as you keep the
              love of your lord in your heart, your loyalty never truly wavers.
              Wouldn't you agree?
    KENT:     Yes... Certainly, it is as you say.  Thank you, Lord Wallace.  I still
              have so much to learn from you.  Please, continue to instruct me
              always...
    WALLACE:  Bahahahahaha!! Of course! I'm not going back into retirement now! I
              can't let you young pups take all of the glory! Now, back to the
              battle! Follow me, Kent!
    KENT:     Aye!
    
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    PENT/LOUISE     C RANK     CC110
    
    PENT:    Louise, are you OK?
    LOUISE:  I am, Lord Pent.  This is the Shrine of Seals, isn't it?
    PENT:    Yes, it appears so.  Its location is a mystery to all but a chosen
             few... The palace in Etruria will be delighted.  I suppose now we
             must return to Etruria and deliver a full and detailed report...
    LOUISE:  What will you do?
    PENT:    Louise, what would you like to do?
    LOUISE:  I share your feelings on the matter.
    PENT:    I see... Well, then we shall travel with them, at least for a while
             longer.  I do put you in the most awkward postitons, do I not?
    LOUISE:  That is decidedly not true.  I am pleased simply to continue like
             this.  After all, I'm with you, aren't I, my lord Pent?
    PENT:    Louise...
    LOUISE:  Lord Pent...
    
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    PENT/LOUISE     B RANK     CC110
    
    LOUISE:  Lord Pent, where is the Archsage?
    PENT:    He's performing a ceremony in Arcadia.  He said he would make the
             Dragon's Gate in time.
    LOUISE:  Ah... I'm worried.
    PENT:    About Lord Athos?
    LOUISE:  Yes.  During my stay in the Nabata wasteland, the Archsage... He would
             not eat unless I suggested it first.  Left alone, I'm sure that he will
             not have eaten anything.
    PENT:    Ha ha... There's no need to worry.  Lord Athos has long ago surpassed
             the needs of human flesh.  He has need of neither food nor rest.
    LOUISE:  Oh, is that so? Yet if he partook in a delicious meal, he might be even
             more vigorous...
    PENT:    That he might.  After all, a good meal is more than just nutrition, is
             it not?
    LOUISE:  The same goes for you, Lord Pent.  When you're deep in research, you
             lock yourself away from all concerns.  Even if I prepare meals and wait,
             you don't eat for days...
    PENT:    It appears I've left you lonely.  ...I'm sorry.  When this battle is
             ended, I will amend my bad habits.
    LOUISE:  Truly?
    PENT:    Yes, of course.
    LOUISE:  Then I have a request.  When this journey is over, let us spend some
             time at home.  We'll take tea in the parlor and spend entire days
             together.
    PENT:    Very well.  I promise.
    LOUISE:  You make me so happy, Lord Pent.
    
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    PENT:    Stay beside me, Louise.  We mustn't get separated.
    LOUISE:  Yes, Lord Pent... That is a dragon, isn't it?
    PENT:    Yes.  Years ago, Lord Athos and the other legends fought...that.
    LOUISE:  Lord Pent...
    PENT:    I understand why you're trembling.  It's been a thousand years, but I
             think I understand why humans and dragons fought.  Compared to humans,
             dragons are so incredibly powerful.  Their mere existence must have
             seemed like a threat... Too much of a threat for humans to bear.
    LOUISE:  ......
    PENT:    A thousand years... Other than Lord Athos, no one has experience in this
             type of combat.  None of us can begin to imagine what this fight will be
             like.
    LOUISE:  You're right.
    PENT:    However, there is one certainty.  Louise, I will protect you.
    LOUISE:  Lord Pent, I... I will protect you as well.  Along with the child inside
             me... our child.
    PENT:    Louise, that's...
    
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    PENT/HAWKEYE     C RANK     CC106
    
    HAWKEYE:  ... ... ... Wuoooohhhhhhh!
    PENT:     Listen! It is Hawkeye's signal... The battle soon begins...
    HAWKEYE:  Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh...
    PENT:     I wonder how many men lost their lives after hearing the yell of this
              brute? Those who call him the mad beast warrior were fairly
              accurate...
    
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    PENT/HAWKEYE     B RANK     CC106
    
    PENT:     ...So.  I wonder what forces Nergal has mustered.  It chills me to
              the bone to think of it.
    HAWKEYE:  ...I...do not understand.
    PENT:     What don't you understand?
    HAWKEYE:  You people do not seek out battle... But when magic is involved, you
              become ravenous beasts.  Why is that?
    PENT:     Is that how we seem? Strange.  But you are right, we do not seek out
              battle... Still... The concern over magic... It does drive people a
              bit mad.  And the greater the power of that evil, the more it sucks
              into its maw.
    HAWKEYE:  ......
    PENT:     Hawkeye, I am fine.  I will not lose myself into that great dark
              force.
    HAWKEYE:  I believe you.  But magic and knowledge have been the end of many men.
              And it could be the end of you... or me.
    
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    PENT/FIORA     C RANK    CC074
    
    FIORA:  Lord Pent.  Please forgive me for taking so long to report... The
            mission you entrusted to me...
    PENT:   Fiora...
    FIORA:  Forgive us, my lord.  We were not strong enough... We were ambushed on
            the Dread Isle, and the mission ended in failure... But Lord Eliwood did
            lend his aid, and we were able to gain some information... Allow me to
            give you the details...
    PENT:   Fiora, please... Don't worry about that for now... It is I who should
            apologize...
    FIORA:  ...What for?
    PENT:   I understand you lost companions on Valor... It is my fault.  I should
            have provided better information.  I had no idea there was such danger.
    FIORA:  no, my lord.  It was carelessness that invited danger.  My own.  There
            is no reason for you to feel responsible...
    PENT:   But...
    FIORA:  I take full responsibility for the failure of my mission... And now, if
            you will excuse me...
    
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    PENT/FIORA     B RANK     CC074
    
    PENT:   Fiora...may we speak a moment?
    FIORA:  My lord Pent? What are you doing here? Please, do not concern yourself
            with me.  You should be by your wife's side.
    PENT:   Take this.
    FIORA:  Hm? It's a jewel...
    PENT:   I know it's not much, but we travel lightly these days, and it is all
            I could find.  It is a token of my appreciation for you and your
            compatriots.  Please accept it.
    FIORA:  If it is a matter of payment, I have already been--
    PENT:   Sell it.  Take the gold it brings you and give it to the families of
            your fallen friends.  It is no compensation for their loss, but...
    FIORA:  Lord Pent... Lord Pent, you are too kind... The other nobles think of
            us as pawns in their game... No one concerns himself with the death of
            a pawn... And that is to be expected.  We are, after all, mercenaries.
    PENT:   Fiora...
    FIORA:  But, Lord Pent... We are greatful for your kindness... You have always
            treated us as equals... Even those who fell on Dread Isle were proud to
            have served you... As am I.
    PENT:   ......
    FIORA:  So please, Lord Pent... Please rely on our lances.  Let us fight for
            you.  This is the wish of the knights of Ilia.
    
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    PENT/ERK     C RANK     CC078
    
    ERK:   Lord Pent!
    
    PENT:  Erk, what are you doing here?
    ERK:   While protecting Lady Priscilla of House Caerleon, I encountered many...
           unusual circumstances that brought me to join Lord Eliwood on this
           journey from Laus.
    PENT:  Is that so? Then you have endured much.
    ERK:   Hardly, master... And so... Do you fight with this army as well?
    PENT:  Of course.  Nergal is as powerful a sorcerer as my own teacher.  I'm
           sure I offer little assistance on my own, but... ...I do try to do what
           I can...
    
    
    ERK:   How could you say that?! Lord Pent, they have no stronger ally than you!!
           It is an honor for any of them to fight by your side!!
    PENT:  Well, Erk.  About Nergal... You must tell me everything you have heard...
           No matter how trivial.
    ERK:   Of course!!
    
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    ERK:   ...Nghh... ......
    PENT:  Erk! Get a hold of yourself!!
    ERK:   Ah!!!
    PENT:  You are using too much magic... This is not good... It requires a
           severe remedy, but I have no choice.  ... ...
    ERK:   Master...Pent?
    PENT:  So you are with us, Erk? Can you move? Do you feel numbness anywhere?
    ERK:   Ah...no.  I feel... fine, master.
    PENT:  Oh.  Very good then.
    ERK:   Ahh! Master! You have given me half of your magic, haven't you?! How
           could I have made you do such a thing...in the midst of battle!!
    PENT:  Erk, you really do bring my ire... How could I do such a thing?! Why,
           using all the magic in your body... Don't you know that you could have
           killed yourself?!
    ERK:   F-Forgive me... I thought I would cast...one more spell...before I
           rested... But then all of those enemy units appeared... I used more
           magic... than anticipated.
    PENT:  Did I not teach you that the accomplished mage has mastery of his own
           resources in addition to mastery of the spell?
    ERK:   Yes, master...
    PENT:  Reflect upon that, Erk.  Now, back to battle.
    ERK:   M-Master? I truly am...sorry.
    PENT:  Don't make that face.  Everyone makes mistakes.  Just don't make the
           same one twice, understand? Got it?
    ERK:   Y-Yes!!
    
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    CANAS:  ..Mmm.  I wonder where it went? If I dropped it, it should be around
            here...
    PENT:   ......
    CANAS:  Ah!
    PENT:   ...Mm?
    CANAS:  Excuse me...that book...
    PENT:   Oh... Is this yours? It looked interesting, so I started reading it...
            I'm sorry to have kept it from you...
    CANAS:  No, that's perfectly fine... I just...didn't know you had an interest
            in ancient magic.  You look more like one who specializes in the magics
            of nature.
    PENT:   Very perceptive.
    CANAS:  Oh, well... My knowledge is but a candle to your mastery's blaze.
            ...Are you not Lord Pent, the mage general of Etruria?
    PENT:   That is correct.
    CANAS:  Wow! Goodness! In the flesh? Well, my wife will not believe this!!
    PENT:   I'm sorry, but who are you?
    CANAS:  Oh, I am Canas.  I have only just become a shaman...
    PENT:   And your wife is a magic-user?
    CANAS:  Yes.  Why, she just thinks you are the bee's knees!
    PENT:   ...What an interesting pairing.  I had heard there was a scholar of
            ancient magic who had married a magic-user just to learn more about
            his field.
    CANAS:  Well, I guess that's true... I am still just a scholar at heart...
            That is my, err, true calling...
    PENT:   You went from scholar to shaman? Quite an interesting history! You
            really must tell me about that sometime...
    CANAS:  Well, you see, it all started...
    
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    PENT:   Canas!
    CANAS:  Afternoon, Lord Pent!
    PENT:   Here is the book I borrowed.  It was truly fascinating!
    CANAS:  I am glad it pleased you.
    PENT:   I have collected a great number of books on elder magic, and I thought
            I had read them all... But to find one of such high quality that I did
            not know of...
    CANAS:  ...I do believe this is the last surviving copy of this book.  ...As I
            told you before... Knowledge of the ancient magics has been passed down
            in our family for generations... Even this book...was to be passed to
            one of my three brothers.
    PENT:   And all three are now dead!! Good Lord, man, you must be...
    CANAS:  Oh, no! They are alive! But...barely.  They merely subsist... As you
            know, elder magic is based on the forces of darkness... It is even more
            powerful than nature magic, which is often called anima.  But to use
            this magic, you must invite the dark forces within you.  The temptation
            to submit to the darkness is...great.  ...Unfortunately, the darkness
            took my brothers... They live...and breathe... their eyes open and
            close... But...they do not move.  And they do not speak.
    PENT:   ......
    CANAS:  There is no guarantee that I will not join them... ......Truthfully, it
            scares me... However, I must see the other side.  My curiosity pushes me
            even deeper.  It will be my undoing.
    PENT:   This is the course of knowledge.  I am the same way...
    CANAS:  I knew you would understand.  If it pleases you, keep that book.
    PENT:   I cannot do that.  It is an important part of your family history!
    CANAS:  Yes, but it was written by my mother.  If I ask her, she will write it
            again...
    PENT:   ...Unbelieveable.  Are you telling me that this book was written by
            someone still alive!? Your mother... How could...
    CANAS:  Her name is Niime.  She is an odd character.  She is known to some as
            the Mountain Hermit...
    PENT:   Canas! You are the son of Niime!?
    CANAS:  ...You know of her?
    PENT:   Every mage knows of Niime the hermit!! ...So you are the hermit's
            child... That is...remarkable...
    CANAS:  What is the matter?
    PENT:   You must excuse me! My lady wife, Louise, will never believe this!
    
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    LOUISE/SAIN     C RANK     CC022
    
    SAIN:    Ahh! Mine eyes have seen perfection made flesh!
    LOUISE:  I'm sorry?
    SAIN:    Surely the gods have graced me with a vision of heaven itself! Those
             eyes, like celestial orbs! That hair, like molten gold! What greater
             ecstasy could a humble knight know than to encounter such exquisite
             rapture on this earth!
    LOUISE:  And... Who are you again?
    SAIN:    I am Sain, knight of Caelin! And I am awed by your beauty!
    LOUISE:  My, how flattering... I am Louise.
    SAIN:    Lady Louise? Not the Etrurian...
    LOUISE:  Yes.  I am wife to Lord Pent, Count Reglay.
    SAIN:    What? You... You are the countess?
    LOUISE:  Yes.
    SAIN:    ...... Bad Sain! Bad, bad Sain! You have gone too far! Ohh! But why?
             She is so lovely! What could I do? How could I resist?
    LOUISE:  Well...I should let you be.  You certainly do seem to be in quite a
             bother...
    
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    LOUISE/SAIN     B RANK     CC022
    
    SAIN:    Lady Louise!
    LOUISE:  Ah yes.  Sir Sain, was it? How fare you?
    SAIN:    Ahh, please! Do not look upon me with those eyes! I...could not bear
             such sweet agony...
    LOUISE:  Oh?
    SAIN:    Would that I had met you earlier, I could have... But you are sworn to
             another! No matter how passionatley our love may rage, it can never be!
    LOUISE:  I beg your pardon?
    SAIN:    Please, understand my heart! I know you pain with longing... But the
             pain is doubly so for your aching servant!
    LOUISE:  You...know...
    SAIN:    Parting from you wracks my body and my soul... But that is our
             star-crossed fate... And so, Louise... Forever! And forever! And
             forever! Let us cherish this moment and live always in its warmth...
    LOUISE:  My... Cherish I shall... Indeed... ...What a funny man.
    
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    LOUISE/REBECCA     C RANK     CC045
    
    REBECCA:  Excuse me... Are you Countess Reglay? I am... Rebecca.  It is an
              honor...
    LOUISE:   Well, aren't you polite! I am Louise.  And the honor is all mine.
    REBECCA:  Ah! Ahh...Yes, m'lady.
    LOUISE:   It is always a pleasure finding fellow archers.
    REBECCA:  .........
    LOUISE:   Rebecca?
    REBECCA:  ...Um... Countess Reglay.
    LOUISE:   Please.  Call me Louise.
    REBECCA:  Oh, err, then... You can jusr call me Rebecca! Wait! You already do...
              Oh! I sound so stupid!
    LOUISE:   Please, Rebecca...relax.  That's it...deep breaths... Do you feel
              better?
    REBECCA:  Ah, thank you.  Err, this might be sudden, but I have to ask you for a
              favor...
    LOUISE:   What is it, dear? I would do anything in my power.
    REBECCA:  Please... Teach me how to be a proper lady!
    
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    LOUISE/REBECCA     B RANK     CC045
    
    LOUISE:   ...So, dear, why do you feel you need my help? You are already so very
              charming just as you are!
    REBECCA:  Charming is not enough! I want to be graceful and elegant like you,
              Louise!
    LOUISE:   May I trouble you to ask why?
    REBECCA:  There's...someone I fancy.  But I'm just a rough country girl... I
              think maybe he doesn't see me as a refined lady...
    LOUISE:   ...Rebecca, manners and carriage alone do not make one a lady.
              Certainly, I had to learn the ways of the court... But my husband,
              Lord Pent, did not marry me for those.
    REBECCA:  Do you mean that?
    LOUISE:   Haha... I do! I was 14... about your age now, I believe? Count Reglay
              had gathered as many as 20 women to consider...
    REBECCA:  Twenty women!?
    LOUISE:   Before Lord Pent would see them, each had to exhibit a special skill.
              Everyone was eager to demonstrate the qualities of a good wife...
              And...I was one of those women trying so hard to impress him.  They
              were all highborn ladies of Etruria.  They sang, danced, played music,
              and composed poetry... And I could not have outdone them in any of
              those arts...
    REBECCA:  So...then...how did he come to choose you?
    LOUISE:   ...I said to Lord Pent, "My skill is with the bow." And then...
              "My sweet lord, if you shoose me, I will protect you to life's end."
    REBECCA:  No...way!
    LOUISE:   My face as flushed after I spoke, and the room filled with laughter.
              ...I could feel their scorn, as if to say "foolish girl!" But one of
              them...smiled.  And he looked down at me with the kindest eyes... It
              was...Lord Pent.
    REBECCA:  ......
    LOUISE:   "I have never met a girl whose heart was so clear, Louise," he said,
              and he then took my hand.  ...I felt like I was being lifted into
              heaven... So, dear Rebecca... Instead of doubting yourself... Show the
              one you love your true heart.  Don't underestimate yourself.  You are
              one of the loveliest girls I have ever seen.  I give you my word.
    REBECCA:  Lady Louise... Thank you! I'll do my best!
    
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    LOUISE/HEATH     C RANK     CC102
    
    LOUISE:  ...Eek!
    HEATH:   Ah! Excuse me! Are you hurt?!
    LOUISE:  No, I'm fine... I was just flustered by the wind.  Don't worry.
    HEATH:   ......
    LOUISE:  ...Uhh.  Are you OK?
    HEATH:   ...Hm? Oh, yes! So...why is a young woman like you on a battlefield?
             I was just wondering...
    LOUISE:  Ha ha ha.  I am not so young anymore.  I am the wife of a lord.
    HEATH:   A...lord? ...Ah, forgive my presumption, milady!
    LOUISE:  Oh, I don't mind! I am Countess Reglay.  Lady Louise, if you will.
             But please...treat me as you would anyone else.
    HEATH:   Oh! I am Heath! I am no longer with Bern's knights, but I have
             confidence in m skill.
    LOUISE:  Heath, I hope we have a chance someday to fight side by side! And now,
             I take my leave...
    HEATH:   ...... So that was Marchioness Wrigley?
    
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    LOUISE/HEATH     B RANK     CC102
    
    HEATH:   Lady Louise!
    LOUISE:  Ah, Heath! How do you fare?
    HEATH:   Well, milady.  Ahh... Might I be of any assistance to you, milady?
             If I may be so bold... I would proudly offer my services.
    LOUISE:  You may not be so bold, sir.
    HEATH:   Pardon?
    LOUISE:  Your generosity is commendable, sir, but are you not sworn to the
             service of another?
    HEATH:   Ah, yes, milady...but...
    LOUISE:  But? I am a noblewoman, who needs must be protected at all times,
             is that what you were thinking?
    HEATH:   Ahh, yes...
    LOUISE:  Well, sir... If you wish to remain in my grace, you will cease all such
             foolish thoughts!
    HEATH:   ...But why? I am a knight! I must protect women and nobles whenever
             I can, even if they are not my liege lord! Are you saying that
             fulfilling my duty is not proper? That it is an affront to you!?
    LOUISE:  You must forgive me... However... I am a soldier in this army just like
             you.  In other words, we are partners... But if you insist on giving
             me special treatment... Then I will have to assume it is because you do
             not trust me.
    HEATH:   L-Lady Louise! I could never think such a thing! Your precision with
             the bow is the talk of the camp! ...The mere thought that my words
             could offend you makes flames spring from my brow! Please forgive my
             arrogance!
    LOUISE:  Heath... It is I who have offended with my selfishness... I apologize.
             Will you forgive me?
    HEATH:   Forgive you? But I could never even fing fault with you! I could not
             betray my honor with such discourtesy!
    LOUISE:  I see... Well, my lord is calling me... I must go to him.  But, Heath,
             we will continue this conversation.
    HEATH:   Please do not trouble yourself over me.  Return to yuor lord,
             Lady Louise.
    LOUISE:  There is no need for honorifics.  We are friends.  Please.  From now on,
             call me Louise.
    HEATH:   But--
    LOUISE:  Promise.
    HEATH:   ...Yes...mi--Louise.
    
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    LOUISE/HAWKEYE     C RANK     CC104
    
    LOUISE:   Hawkeye! Wait for me...
    HAWKEYE:  Louise... Why are you out of breath?
    LOUISE:   Well...I just saw you from far away..and...
    HAWKEYE:  ...And? What is it?
    LOUISE:   I thought you could give this to Igrene...
    HAWKEYE:  This is... a fine bow.
    LOUISE:   Isn't it? I was rather taken with it.  So I bought one for myself and
              one for Igrene... Look, they are a matched pair!
    HAWKEYE:  I thank you... My daughter will be pleased.
    LOUISE:   It must be dull staying home.  I would like her to have something nice.
              She is all alone, without her father... It must be lonely.  You should
              return to her soon.  She is still just a child.
    HAWKEYE:  She has...friends...in the village.  She will be fine.
    LOUISE:   Yes, but she only has one father... You mustn't forget that!
    HAWKEYE:  ...I...will not.
    
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    LOUISE/HAWKEYE     B RANK     CC104
    
    HAWKEYE:  ...Louise...take this.  I give it to you freely.
    LOUISE:   My, what a beautiful necklace! Surely this isn't something you were
              wearing... Is it?
    HAWKEYE:  It belonged...to my wife.
    LOUISE:   Why are you giving it to me?
    HAWKEYE:  If I die in battle, give it to my daughter.  If you show it to her,
              she will understand what has happened, and there will be no need to
              speak.
    LOUISE:   That is a rahter sad promise for me to keep.
    HAWKEYE:  She will succeed me as guardian.  The keeper of the desert must be
              comfortable with solitude.  The guardian must find peace in it.  I
              know that my time draws near.
    LOUISE:   ...Hawkeye...
    HAWKEYE:  But I have no regrets.  I have served my master, married a wife, and
              fathered a child.  I was also blessed with friends like you and
              Lord Pent.  All that remains is to fulfill my destiny.
    LOUISE:   But...return to the desert at least once first.  Your destiny can be
              fulfilled some other time... But please... See Igrene once more...
              She needs you...
    
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    LOUISE/ERK     C RANK     CC076
    
    ERK:     Lady Louise!
    LOUISE:  My... Erk? Erk, is that really you?
    ERK:     Yes.  Forgive me.  It has been a long time.
    LOUISE:  Oh, I am overcome! How wonderful! You had only just returned from a
             long training sabbatical... And then you left immediately on another
             journey! Why, I've missed you so!
    ERK:     Forgive me, but I had an evil premonition.
    LOUISE:  You mean that business with Lord Pent? I undertand.  But...couldn't
             you have just stayed a little while? ...Oh, I'm just so happy to see
             you... So you are fighting alongside this bunch, are you?
    ERK:     Yes.
    LOUISE:  Then we shall be together! Ah... I will ask Lord Eliwood to place us
             near each other in the coming battle!
    ERK:     Oh, Lady Louise! Always so sweet and childlike...
    
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    LOUISE/ERK     B RANK     CC076
    
    LOUISE:  Oh, Erk.
    ERK:     Hello, Lady Louise.
    LOUISE:  When this battle ends, why don't we return to Castle Wrigley together?
             I've even renovated your room! Since I know how you like to study, I've
             lined the walls with bookcases, and the sunlight there is quite good...
             I'm sure you will like it!
    ERK:     I... Thank you.
    LOUISE:  And you seem to have grown a few inches, so we'll have to order a new
             wardrobe for you... I think I have a few bolts of cloth that would
             really bring out the color of your hair.
    ERK:     Lady Louise! ...Don't!
    LOUISE:  What is it, dear?
    ERK:     ...I must thank you for your kindness, but... Certainly, I do not...
             merit you going to all that trouble...
    LOUISE:  Oh, Erk, why must you always do that?
    ERK:     Do...what?
    LOUISE:  Three years ago... Yes, on a snowy night... Lord Pent brought you home
             and said, "This is my student." You were only 12... You had such deep,
             purple eyes, sparkling with intelligence...
    ERK:     L-Lady Louise, now is really not the time for such old memories...
    LOUISE:  Hush... Listen.  Lord Pent had only just become a mage general then...
             and he was hardly ever home in the castle.  I was so happy to have such
             a cute young student around.  But that student shut himself away in his
             room all the time... just reading his books.  He didn't eat, he hardly
             slept, and soon, he collapsed.
    ERK:     I... I remember...
    LOUISE:  That's right.  You never let anyone do nice things for you, and then
             you just fall apart! But I realized as I nursed you back to health...
             You thought of us as total strangers... You always spurn those who try
             to help you most...
    ERK:     N-No, that's not true! I could never think of you... of you or Lord Pent
             as strangers! ...But your love for me is so strong... Sometimes...it
             scares me, and I feel...paralyzed.
    LOUISE:  Erk, loving another person gives you the greatest joy and energy! You
             are so precious to us.  From the time we met, we have all lived as a
             family... Isn't that enough for you?
    ERK:     ...Yes.  It is.  You two are also... precious...to me.
    
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    KAREL/LUCIUS     C RANK     CC079
    
    KAREL:   ......
    LUCIUS:  Oh, ahh... Hello...
    KAREL:   I smelll...blood.
    LUCIUS:  Wha--? What's--
    KAREL:   Ah, so you are a servant of Saint Elimine? I have no use for you.
             Begone.
    LUCIUS:  So..err... That smell of blood thing...
    KAREL:   It will rain soon.  Blood will fall like rain...
    LUCIUS:  ... ... but aren't we going to prevent all that? That's why we're
             fighting...
    KAREL:   You, too... Your hands will also be stained red with blood...
    LUCIUS:  What!
    KAREL:   You are not a fool.  The more you see your own impurity, the closer you
             are to me.  And I will not have to kill you...
    LUCIUS:  ...... Why...
    
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    KAREL/LUCIUS     B RANK     CC079
    
    LUCIUS:  Err, umm... Karel...
    KAREL:   If you want to babble about your cult, find another victim.
    LUCIUS:  M-My name is Lucius! And I would speak with you!
    KAREL:   Very well, Lucius.  Speak.
    LUCIUS:  Well, before... You said something... Something I had also been
             thinking for a while.
    KAREL:   Yes, that even the hands of the acolytes are stained with blood.  So
             what would you do? Become disgusted and give up?
    LUCIUS:  No! My beliefs give strength to my will! I just...I wondered how you
             knew...
    KAREL:   ...I live by the sword.  My body is a weapon.  I cannot live without
             the taste of blood.
    LUCIUS:  But have you no compassion at all? How could you know even grief without
             some kind of feeling?
    KAREL:   ...You are weak.  Your blood means nothing to me.
    LUCIUS:  ......
    
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    KAREL/LUCIUS     A RANK     CC079
    
    KAREL:   Lucius.
    LUCIUS:  Karel...
    KAREL:   ...You are not a fool.  And you are weak That is why I do not need to
             kill you.
    LUCIUS:  ......
    KAREL:   Perhaps that also is why... When I am near you, I feel...calm.
    LUCIUS:  ...You look tired.
    KAREL:   ...What?
    LUCIUS:  You face seems pallid, drawn, and worn.  It looks unhealthy.
    KAREL:   Perhaps...I am... tired.  When I fight, my entire body is filled with a
             hunger I cannot suppress.  ...I have never had the luxury even to
             imagine fatigue...
    LUCIUS:  I don't care about your fighting.  I cannot change the way you live.
             Nor would I.  We both follow our beliefs.
    KAREL:   ......
    LUCIUS:  I don't know why you believe this killing is your destiny, but I pray
             that you will someday know peace.
    KAREL:   I want...to sleep.  If only for a while...
    LUCIUS:  Rest now...
    
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    KAREL/GEITZ     C RANK     CC107
    
    KAREL:  ......
    GEITZ:  Hey, you there.
    KAREL:  ......
    GEITZ:  Hold on there! Listen, you! Are you deaf?! Aren't you the one they call
            Karel? The sword-demon?
    KAREL:  ...What do you want?
    GEITZ:  They told me to join you and fight beside you.  Didn't someone give you
            the same orders?
    KAREL:  ......
    GEITZ:  Hey, hold up there!
    KAREL:  This is no tea party, boy.  Stay out of my way.
    GEITZ:  ...... Whoa... That guy gives me the creeps...
    
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    KAREL:  You...
    GEITZ:  Wha...! What are you doing!? So you want to fight me?
    KAREL:  ...... Bring it.
    GEITZ:  Huh!?
    KAREL:  Show me your skill.  I want to see you fight.
    GEITZ:  Yeah? How's this!?
    KAREL:  I see... You have much to learn.
    GEITZ:  What? That's it!? Hey, come back here! What was all that about? Man, I
            just don't get that guy!
    
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    GEITZ:  Hey, Karel! Karel! I know you're here somehwere! Hey! Come on out!
            ...Please!
    KAREL:  ......
    GEITZ:  You've been following me, haven't you? If you're nearby, just say so!
            It's creepy!
    KAREL:  So then... You noticed.
    GEITZ:  Of course I did! I got goose bumps!
    KAREL:  I've been watching you.  Watching you fight.  You have natural gifts,
            honed well in battle.  Your sword arm is much improved.
    GEITZ:  Yeah, so what!? Stop being so weird! You sneak up on me like death itself
            and... Wait... You're not trying to ambush me, are you?
    KAREL:  Pfah...
    GEITZ:  Give me a straight answer! "Pfah" is not good enough!
    KAREL:  Pfeh...
    
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    KAREL:  ......
    DART:   What do you want!? Are you trying to start a fight!?
    KAREL:  You smell like...like the sea... Are you a sailor?
    DART:   What's it to you? I am Dart, feared member of Fargus's pirate crews!
            Know my name, and fear my blade, mate!
    KAREL:  ...... I just wanted to ask you one thing.
    DART:   Huh? I thought you wanted to fight...
    KAREL:  Tell me... Who is the strongest warrior on Elibe?
    DART:   That's easy! You'll find no one tougher than Fargus's pirates!
    KAREL:  At sea, perhaps.  But who is the strongest on land?
    DART:   Hey! I don't much like the tone of your voice! But fine, I'll tell you.
            If you can afford it...
    KAREL:  Take what you want...
    DART:   Ha! Woo-hoo! Well, well, I'm starting to like you more already! Now
            then, let's see... I've heard rumors in many a port town.  You'll have
            to confirm them yourself.
    KAREL:  Spit it out.
    DART:   Well, it's like this... Out on the Western Isles, there's a stone giant
            that men call Kelles.  He's thrice the size of the tallest man, and he
            can swallow you whole, from your head to your--
    KAREL:  He's dead.
    DART:   Huh? Really?
    KAREL:  Yeah.
    DART:   ...Seems like I heard about him only recently.  You must get news
            quickly.
    KAREL:  ...Next.
    DART:   Wait...I just remembered... There's a mage in Ilia who has the power to
            freeze your blood in its veins.  He found an ancient ice tome that--
    KAREL:  Yeah, he's dead, too.  About a month ago.
    DART:   I... Well, that's... Are you serious? How could you know that?
    KAREL:  ...Next.
    
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    DART:   Hey, it's you again!
    KAREL:  ......
    DART:   You wanted to know about the strongest warriors in the land, right?
    KAREL:  I did, and still do.  But those whom I have met did not strike me as
            being very strong at all.
    DART:   Well, I remembered a bunch more.  'Cause you know, I felt like I hadn't
            given you your money's worth.
    KAREL:  Out with it.
    DART:   But hold on.  I was hoping you could help me out, too.  I am looking for
            a certain treasure in Elibe.  If you know anything, please tell me.
    KAREL:  I'll tell you what I know.
    DART:   All right then, you've got a deal.  Have you ever heard of the Princess
            of Swords?
    KAREL:  No.
    DART:   Really? Well, she's supposed to be gorgeous.  She appears at tournaments
            and slices through her foes with ease.  Then she just disappears.  From
            what I've heard, she's looking for a man from her past.
    KAREL:  Hmm...
    DART:   Speaking of women, let me tell you about the Wyvern General.  You know
            about the three Wyvern Generals in Bern, right? Well, she's a fourth,
            and she's mightier than the other three!
    KAREL:  Hmm... Interesting.  I will remember her.
    DART:   Now it's my turn! So you've traveled all over Elibe, right? Have you ever
            heard of the treasure of the pirate king?
    KAREL:  No.
    DART:   One word!? You call that an answer!?
    
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    DART:   Hey there you are! I forgot one!
    KAREL:  What is it?
    DART:   You know, what we were talking about? The tough guys! Well, I forgot
            one, but now I've remembered it!
    KAREL:  Spit it out.
    DART:   I hear about this guy wherever I go! He uses a fairy sword and cuts
            people in half! He leaves behind only a mountain of bodies and a sea of
            blood.  He is the "Sword Demon," who live only to kill! And his name
            is... Karel!
    KAREL:  ...Sword Demon?
    DART:   Yeah.  You only hear the absolute worst things about him... Like how he
            single-handedly wiped out an entire army of knights! Yeah, but it's
            gotta be a myth... One against a thousand? That sounds like a tall tale
            to me, mate...
    KAREL:  ......
    DART:   How 'bout it? You're pretty good, but there's always someone better,
            right? Why don't you try acting all big after you've beaten him?
    KAREL:  I apologize, but I cannot duel myself.
    DART:   Hunh...? You're joking... No way... So you're the... You're THAT Karel?!
    KAREL:  I am only one Karel, but that is my name.
    
    DART:   Well, pucker my portside! Why didn't you say so?
    KAREL:  You didn't ask.
    DART:   So if you're Karel, then... Hey! Do you really have a thousand swords
            from the men you've slain?
    KAREL:  ...What are you talking about?
    DART:   Don't hide it! I heard all about it! That you laugh on the battlefield
            as you gather dead mens' swords!
    KAREL:  ...... I guess the rumors have embellished the truth...
    
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    HARKEN/MARCUS     C RANK     CC090
    
    HARKEN:  ...Lord Marcus!
    MARCUS:  Harken.  It is good to see you are well.
    HARKEN:  I must apologize.  I have not been myself...
    MARCUS:  Say no more.  There is nothing anyone can do about Lord Elbert.  Now,
             we must look to the future.  We will need your sword in the battles to
             come.  You understand, Harken?
    HARKEN:  Yes... I understand, sir.  I shall defend Lord Eliwood with my life.
             And...I shall not make the same mistake again.
    MARCUS:  Good.  Now, let's be off, Harken!
    HARKEN:  Sir!
    
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    HARKEN:  I was wondering if Lord Eliwood knew... If he knew where I was, and
             what I did before I came to serve Pherae...
    MARCUS:  He surely does no know the details.  Yet, why would your past have
             anything to do with you now? You rode alone into the enemy camp and
             killed their general.  Your skills in battle have done Pherae great
             aid.
    HARKEN:  Sir...
    MARCUS:  The house you once served is no more.  The marquess that betrayed your
             loyalty and threw you out...is dead.  You are a knight of Pherae.
    HARKEN:  Lord Eliwood is a pure man.  If he knew my past... Would he still
             welcome me?
    MARCUS:  It is unlike you to say such foolish things, Harken.  Why do you think
             you stand here now? For whom do you swing your sword, if not for Lord
             Eliwood?
    HARKEN:  I suppose...
    MARCUS:  Lord Eliwood trusts you.  And, you must return that trust in kind.
             Understand, Harken?
    HARKEN:  Sir...!
    
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    HARKEN:  Lord Marcus!
    MARCUS:  You seem better at ease, Harken.  In fact, you seem in downright good
             spirits.
    HARKEN:  It is thanks to you, Lord Marcus.  I am here, I am fighting for my
             lord.  That is all I do, and it is good.
    MARCUS:  Yes.
    HARKEN:  I have seen much blood in my days... Yet Lord Elbert welcomed me as an
             honored knight.  When I lost him, I lost myself... Yet Lord Eliwood
             accepted me without question.  Lord Marcus, I owe Pherae a great debt.
             Once again, I have a lord who welcomes me to his side.
    MARCUS:  Yes.  Now, let us be off, Harken! Let's show them what two knights of
             Pherae can do!
    HARKEN:  Sir!
    
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    LOWEN:   Lord Harken!
    HARKEN:  Hello... Lowen, was it?
    LOWEN:   Yes! I am Lowen! I have been training as a knight apprentice under Lord
             Marcus.
    HARKEN:  Ah! Look out, there.  Your pack is slipping!
    LOWEN:   Eh!? Uwah! Ah! Ack! Phew... Caught it.
    HARKEN:  Why carry so much baggage onto the battlefield? Looks heavy...are you
             carrying armor in there?
    LOWEN:   No! These are emergency rations.  You can't fight on an empty stomach!
             Lord Harken, might I interest you in a bite?
    HARKEN:  Eh...no, I'm fine.  Thank you.  So, you too have come from Pherae as
             part of Lord Eliwood's guard?
    LOWEN:   Yes, sir! I am really only a page by rank, but there was word that the
             knights of Pherae were weakened... Ack! I-I beg your pardon!
    HARKEN:  No worry.  It is only the truth.  I am sorry yoo had to be here to
             witness our impotence... Sorry.
    LOWEN:   L-Lord Harken...
    
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    LOWEN:   Lord Harken!
    HARKEN:  Ah, you again.
    LOWEN:   Please, let me fight by your side! I would learn from the best
             swordsman in the Pherae knights!
    HARKEN:  ...You have nothing to learn from the likes of me.
    LOWEN:   W-What are you saying!? You are a fine knight, Lord Harken.  Nay, the
             finest!
    HARKEN:  There you aer wrong.  Lowen... I can hardly be called a knight now.
    LOWEN:   T-That can't be right!
    HARKEN:  I was unable to defend Lord Elbert... I am not worthy of my title.
             You are still young... No regrets, am I right? If you are to become a
             knight, do not follow my example.
    LOWEN:   Lord Harken... I... You are wrong.  You are a knight.  I know this to
             be true.
    HARKEN:  Lowen...?
    LOWEN:   I was born to peasants.  My home was a small village, far outside
             Pherae... A village with little value, far from the sight of the
             castle.  We were so poor, there was hardly any value to be gained by
             protecting us from bandits.  All knew this, for certain.  Still, he
             came.  He came to protect us, his subjects.
    HARKEN:  ...
    LOWEN:   I will never forget that day, not as long as I live.  He...was a true
             knight.  I wanted to become a knight to become like him.
    HARKEN:  ...
    
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    LOWEN:   L-Lord Harken! Thank you! To spend so much time training one as lowly
             as myself... You do me too great an honor!
    HARKEN:  No... It is I who should thank you.  It is as you said, Lowen.  I am a
             knight.  I must be.  Yet, in only  a month after losing Lord Elbert...
             I had turned my eyes from duty.
    LOWEN:   ...
    HARKEN:  I spend my time blaming myself, lost in grief for my lord.  I could do
             nothing to help Pherae, now, when she needs me the most.  My heart
             hadn't taken one step since then... Lord Elbert would certainly
             chastise me.
    LOWEN:   Lord Harken...
    HARKEN:  What I must do now is protect Lord Eliwood.  I must do what I am able
             to do.  You taught me that, Lowen.  I thank you.
    LOWEN:   M-My Lord!
    HARKEN:  Let us be off.  We must do that which we are able, that which is our
             duty.
    LOWEN:   Yes!
    HARKEN:  Ah... I almost forgot, there's one last thing... Lowen!
    LOWEN:   Sir!
    HARKEN:  You've progressed well on your way to becoming a knight.  Your posture,
             physique-- all are top notch.
    LOWEN:   T-Thank you, sir!
    HARKEN:  Therefore... I'd like you to give those ration bags over to Merlinus.
    LOWEN:   Wha--! But what am I to do when I hunger?
    HARKEN:  A knight can do without food for a while.
    LOWEN:   Whaaaaaaat!?
    HARKEN:  That's an order, Lowen.  Now, go!
    LOWEN:   Y-Yes, sir.
    HARKEN:  Hmm...Maybe he's got farther to go than I thought.  Aaa...
    
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    ISADORA:  Harken...
    HARKEN:   Isadora...
    ISADORA:  What have you been up to, Harken, tell me! For a month, you did not
              return to Pherae, you sent no word... Where did you go, forgetting your
              duties as a knight of Pherae?
    HARKEN:   I am sorry.  It was all...the fault of my recklessness.  How will I be
              punished?
    ISADORA:  Punished? Harken, do you understand at all what you have done? Do you
              know what trouble your absence has caused Pherae? Have you any idea?
              I... I was so worried...
    HARKEN:   Isadora... Please do not cry.  I cannot stand to see your beautiful
              face weep so.  I... I haven't given you much reason to worry.
              Please...Please forgive me.
    ISADORA:  No.  I cannot forgive you.  Not after worrying so much.  Never.
    HARKEN:   I am sorry...
    
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    HARKEN:   Isadora! Please, wait, Isadora!
    ISADORA:  Harken...
    HARKEN:   I apologize for causing you grief.  I will suffer as long as need be
              to make this up to you... But...tell me, now that I have returned, why
              do you still look so sad?
    ISADORA:  Harken... Will you truly stay here...? You...You won't leave me alone
              again?
    HARKEN:   Yes, of course-- I promise.
    ISADORA:  No...do not say that!
    HARKEN:   Isadora...? What is it, Isadora?
    ISADORA:  I'm scared... I don't want to remember... The day you left Pherae with
              Lord Elbert, I...
    HARKEN:   ...
    ISADORA:  You might leave me again... You might disappear once more.  When I
              think that, I am so scared!
    HARKEN:   Isadora...
    ISADORA:  Please forgive me...!
    
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    HARKEN:   Isadora...
    ISADORA:  Harken...
    HARKEN:   You still cry... I am sorry, it is all my fault.
    ISADORA:  ...
    HARKEN:   Isadora, if you wish it... I will leave this army.  It seems my very
              existence is a dark weight upon your heart.
    ISADORA:  No...No! You are not a weight... You are dear to me.  Since you left,
              all I have thoguht of is you...
    HARKEN:   Isadora...
    ISADORA:  After you and Lord Elbert left... It was as though Pherae had died.
              I should have gone...I should have gone with you and Lord Elbert.  How
              many times I thought that as I cried! Dying would be better than living
              without you... So much better... I thought.
    HARKEN:   Isadora...
    ISADORA:  Harken... Do you still remember-- the words you said to me before you
              left?
    HARKEN:   Yes, how could I forget? I promised you that I would return unharmed.
              And when I came back to Pherae, we would be wed.
    ISADORA:  I believed those words.  I was filled with worry, but still, I
              believed.  And...here we are.  We met again.
    HARKEN:   Isadora...can you not give me one more chance? When this expedition is
              over, and we both return to Pherae... Let us have a grand ceremony!
              I will fulfill the promise I could not keep before.
    ISADORA:  You...promise?
    HARKEN:   Yes.  I shall never leave you behind again.  We will always be togther.
    ISADORA:  Harken!
    
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    NINO/JAFFAR     C RANK     CC113
    
    NINO:    ...Jaffar.
    JAFFAR:  ......
    NINO:    Jaffar, can I ask you something?
    JAFFAR:  What is it?
    NINO:    ...Well, um... Why were you... with Nergal?
    JAFFAR:  ......
    NINO:    When I first met you, it was after you had come with Moth--I mean,
             with Sonia and the Black Fang.  So I thought at first that you were
             with the Black Fang.  Then, my brothers told me that you had come
             with Nergal.  I had never met Nergal, but... As Nergal's servants,
             you and Sonia must have been friends, right?
    JAFFAR:  ...I was selected by Nergal as a child.  He raised me to become his
             Angel of Death.  ...I...did not think.  ...I did not feel.
             I did what I was told... ...and that was all.
    NINO:    ......
    JAFFAR:  I entered the Black Fang with the intent of infiltrating them, of
             using them... I had heard rumors about Sonia and her daughter being
             there... That child, raised by Sonia... I thought she must be
             something like myself... But...the first time I saw you, you were with
             the Reed brothers, laughing... in that dazzling light... as if you
             belonged there...
    NINO:    ......
    JAFFAR:  ..I became very interested in you... When you saved my life... I
             thought I had you... But I couldn't do it... Nino, that was the first
             time I ever had...feelings...
    NINO:    Jaffar...
    
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    NINO:    Jaffar!
    JAFFAR:  ... What is it?
    NINO:    I want you to have this.
    JAFFAR:  ...What is it?
    NINO:    It is my greatest treasure! Isn't it pretty?
    JAFFAR:  ...Why do you give it to me?
    NINO:    I want you to have it.
    JAFFAR:  ...This stain on the pendant's cord... Is it blood?
    NINO:    Err... Umm, yeah.  ...Is that gross?
    JAFFAR:  No.  Is it very old? It does not...look like it could be your blood...
    NINO:    It is... It's my real mother's.  It got there when Sonia and Nergal
             killed her...
    JAFFAR:  ...Then it is a valuable keepsake.  You should keep it...
    NINO:    I can't even remember my own mother's face.  Even though she died
             protecting me.  So...I don't think I deserve to keep it.
    JAFFAR:  ...You were so small.  How could you have remembered her?
    NINO:    Still...
    JAFFAR:  ...I will just hold it, then... ... ...until you are ready.
             you're my... you are my...best friend... I will always be near you...
             You may trust this with me...
    NINO:    Best friend? You really think of me that way? Jaffar...
    JAFFAR:  ...Yes.
    NINO:    Thank you! Thank you, Jaffar! that makes me...so happy!!
    
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    JAFFAR:  Nino, about earlier...
    NINO:    What?
    JAFFAR:  I am sorry, but...I will not be able to keep our promise...
    NINO:    But... What do you mean?
    JAFFAR:  I said that I would always be your friend...and that I would always
             be by your side... ...but something has changed.
    NINO:    No! How could you? You promised! You said..!!
    JAFFAR:  ..Relax.
    NINO:    What, am I just a bother to you? You just want to be rid of me?!
             Then why did you save me in the first place?! Why were you so nice to
             me!? How could you let me trust you... And then...betray me?!
    JAFFAR:  Nino, listen to what...
    NINO:    Jaffar, I hate you!! How could you!?
    JAFFAR:  Nino! Stop!
    NINO:    Let me go!! Don't touch me!!
    JAFFAR:  I love you...
    NINO:    !
    JAFFAR:  I...love you...
    NINO:    Jaffar...
    JAFFAR:  That is why I can't just be your friend.  That is what I wanted to
             say...
    NINO:    ...... Really...?
    JAFFAR:  Do I look like the joking type?
    NINO:    ...No.  But... It's just so hard to...
    JAFFAR:  ...love me?
    NINO:    No! That's not what I meant.  I mean, I... Jaffar, I...I love you...
             too.
    JAFFAR:  Nino... When this battle has ended, we should live together...I will
             protect you... with my life.
    NINO:    Yes... Let's always be together...Jaffar...Don't ever leave me...
             ...Ever.  You have to promise.
    JAFFAR:  On my honor... On my heart.
    
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    REBECCA:  Hello! You're Nino, right?
    NINO:     Yeah... I'm Nino! Who are you?
    REBECCA:  I'm Rebecca.  I'm 15.  How old are you?
    NINO:     I'm 14! We're almost the same age!
    REBECCA:  Yeah! I thought so! Wow! This is great! We need to hang out!
    NINO:     Yeah!
    REBECCA:  Hey... Would you like some of this?
    NINO:     Is this...a baked dumpling?
    REBECCA:  Yeah, if you like it, go ahead.
    NINO:     I love baked dumplings! Thank you! It's...delicious! Wow! It's...
              great! You made this, Rebecca?
    REBECCA:  Yeah.  I really like cooking.
    NINO:     Wow! You're amazing, Rebecca!
    REBECCA:  Oh, it's nothing special! I'm sure you could make them, too!
    NINO:     Really? You really think so?
    REBECCA:  Sure, I'll even show you how.
    NINO:     Yeah! I can't wait!
    
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    NINO:     Hey, Rebecca! So, that dumpling I gave you earlier... How was it?
    REBECCA:  Oh, it was delicious!
    NINO:     Really?
    REBECCA:  Oh, yeah, of course.  Might have been a little on the salty side...
              But you're definitely improving!
    NINO:     Really? Do you mean that?
    REBECCA:  And, um, Nino... Cooking's good and all, but I want to teach you
              something else...
    NINO:     Oh.  What?
    REBECCA:  Do you know how to make necklaces out of dried berries?
    NINO:     No! Show me how!
    REBECCA:  All right! So take half of these berries here...
    NINO:     They're beautiful! What pretty colors! Yellows, reds... Do you use
              these green ones, too?
    REBECCA:  Yep.  Now look at this.  Open a little hole, like so... And pass the
              thread, like so... See? And that's all it takes!
    NINO:     Wow! You're amazing! You can do anything!
    REBECCA:  Now, try making your own...
    NINO:     All right! I'll show it to you when I finish!
    
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    REBECCA:  So...Nino.  How's that necklace coming?
    NINO:     Oh, Rebecca! Here! Take a look!
    REBECCA:  Wow! That's nice! Good job, Nino!
    NINO:     Well, I had a good teacher, I guess! But I think maybe it's a little
              big for me...
    REBECCA:  Hmm.  It might be at that... Why don't you just give it to someone you
              fancy?
    NINO:     Someone I fancy?
    REBECCA:  Yeah, you know... Someone you like?
    NINO:     Rebecca, did you give a necklace to someone?
    REBECCA:  Well, I... It's a secret...
    NINO:     Hmm... Here... Take it.
    REBECCA:  Really?
    NINO:     I want you to have it.  You've been so nice to me.
    REBECCA:  Nino...
    NINO:     Thanks for everything, Rebecca.  I hope we always stay friends.
    REBECCA:  Yeah, of course! I do, too! Thanks, Nino!
    
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    NINO:     Oh!
    LEGAULT:  Nino! It's you! Ahh... At least you're still well.
    NINO:     Yeah! You, too, Uncle Legault!
    LEGAULT:  Err, umm, Nino...
    NINO:     What?
    LEGAULT:  You see, we talked about this before, didn't we...? You must stop
              calling me "Uncle."
    NINO:     But, why?
    LEGAULT:  Well, for one thing, I'm still in my twenties.  I'm not much older
              than Lloyd or Linus.
    NINO:     Yeah, but you're... different from them... You're never angry, for one
              thing.  You're more like Uncle Jan than like my brothers...
    LEGAULT:  So, I'm to be grouped in with Jan, am I? My, but that is so very
              depressing...
    NINO:     But I like Uncle Jan.
    LEGAULT:  Mm? Oh, yeah, I know that... It's just... Aww, forget it.
    NINO:     Huh?
    
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    LEGAULT:  Hey, Nino.
    NINO:     Oh! Uncle Legault!
    LEGAULT:  ...Oh, never mind.  I see you're fighting over here, but don't overdo
              it... We're not making enough money to really go all out, you know!
    NINO:     Uhh... Have you been with these people long, Uncle Legault?
    LEGAULT:  Mm... A bit.  From about the time they went to the Dread Isle...
    NINO:     So... The group that first fought with my brothers in Bern...
    LEGAULT:  ...Was this same group.
    NINO:     Is that...so?
    LEGAULT:  Little Nino, is that all? Don't you have anything else to say to me?
    NINO:     ...I can't.  Your eyes... they look too sad.
    LEGAULT:  ......
    NINO:     I can't go back to the Black Fang, but I really liked all of them...
              And I still love my brothers... You do, too, don't you, Uncle Legault?
    LEGAULT:  Yeah...
    
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    LEGAULT:  Hey, Nino.  So... When this journey's over, what are you going to do?
    NINO:     What am I going to do?
    LEGAULT:  Yeah, you should start thinking about where you'll end up after
              this... Most of these folk have homes to go back to, villages to
              welcome them.  But we...don't have anything.
    NINO:     That's...right.  What are you going to do, Uncle Legault?
    LEGAULT:  Well...I can't go back to a normal way of life, so... Maybe a thief or
              a mountain bandit... I'm sure I'll find some sleazy way of making a
              living...
    NINO:     So then I can go with you...!
    LEGAULT:  No, child.  This life is not for you.  You'll be much better off
              without me...
    NINO:     But... Uncle Legault...
    LEGAULT:  I'll only say this once, Nino.  If you're around, you'll only slow me
              down.
    NINO:     ......
    LEGAULT:  Lloyd and Linus will protect you, I'm sure.  But I'm not as tough as
              they are.  i don't have their power or their courage.  I wouldn't be
              able to protect you...
    NINO:     So... When this journey ends, I won't see you again?
    LEGAULT:  Yeah...that's right.
    NINO:     ...... I understand.  I'll be all right.  Son't worry about me.  You
              know me, I'm Black Fang.  So... So...you take care of yourself too,
              Uncle Legault! I'll see you later... ...later...
    LEGAULT:  ...Nino...
    
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    NINO/FLORINA     C RANK     CC071
    
    NINO:     Ah, hello! I'm Nino! Nice to meet you!
    FLORINA:  Oh... Hello... I...
    NINO:     Whaa! This horse has wings!! So this is a pegasus, right? Wow! I've
              never seen one... Can I... Can I pet it?
    FLORINA:  My-My name... is Florina.  And I, umm...
    NINO:     So you're a pegasus knight, aren't you.  Florina?  What does it feel
              like to soar through the air on a pegasus? Is it fun? Or is it scary?
    FLORINA:  Wait...hold on... Let's see... Err... All right, in order... Yes, this
              is a pegasus... Yes, you can pet her... And then...
    NINO:     Oh! Hey! I have to go! See you later, Florina! Let's talk again!
    FLORINA:  So...flying feels...fun.  And... Oh... All right.  Bye...I guess...
    
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    NINO/FLORINA     B RANK     CC071
    
    FLORINA:  ...So I was born in Ilia, where the ground is covered with snow
              year-round...
    NINO:     Snow is so pretty! I love snow!! The place I loved until recently used
              to get snow at times... I loved playing in the snow with my
              brothers... It was so fun...
    FLORINA:  Your brothers... what are they like?
    NINO:     Well, I have two.  Lloyd is very mature and kind.  And reliable...and
              quite dashing! He's easy to boast about...
    FLORINA:  I see.  And the other?
    NINO:     My other brother, Linus, is really big...and strong.  And he talks
              really brusquely... and he's a bit violent.  But he's actually quite
              nice once you get to know him! I guess I'm proud of him, too.
    FLORINA:  Hmm.  He sounds like Hector...
    NINO:     Yeah! They are a little bit alike! His face is different, but they're
              both really big!
    FLORINA:  Heeheehee...
    NINO:     I'm not actually related to either of them, but... they're just like
              real brothers to me.
    FLORINA:  ...Nino.
    NINO:     Hey, Florina, do you have any brothers? If you do, then you have to
              tell me all about them now.
    FLORINA:  Well, I do have a couple of sisters...
    
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    FLORINA:  Nino...
    NINO:     Hey, Florina! How are things?
    FLORINA:  Nino...does it ever bother you? I mean, don't you get lonely?
    NINO:     Hm? Why?
    FLORINA:  You know...
    NINO:     Oh, right.  My brothers... You were worried.  ...That's kind.
    FLORINA:  ...
    NINO:     ...Florina, you're always so good to me... You're like... a sister to
              me...
    FLORINA:  Me? Your sister? Really? That makes me... so happy! ...Nino? If
              something is bothering you, you can tell me, all right? I'll try
              really hard to listen like a sister...
    NINO:     Oh...thanks, Florina.  ...Umm.  Actually... Can I ask you something?
    FLORINA:  What?
    NINO:     ...There's something that's been keeping me awake at night.
              It's...about my brothers.
    FLORINA:  Yeah...
    NINO:     I parted with my brothers...as enemies.  They probably hate me, right?
              I mean, they wouldn't forgive me no matter how much I begged, right?
    FLORINA:  Nino! That's...
    NINO:     How come I couldn't just tell them... If I could have just been
              braver... Maybe we wouldn't have had to leave things like that...
              Why... ...Why......
    FLORINA:  Nino... Sniff...
    NINO:     Oh, Florina, don't you cry too!
    FLORINA:  But... But... Nino...It's just... You tried...sniff... Sob...
    NINO:     Choke... ......wahhh......
    FLORINA:  Sniff...choke... ......Nino... I'll... Be...here for you...
              ...Always...here for you, you know.
    NINO:     ...Yeah... ......I know.
    
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    NINO/ERK     C RANK     CC077
    
    ERK:   ...... ......
    NINO:  Hey, it's a mage! Hi! I'm Nino!
    ERK:   Hey... I'm Erk.
    NINO:  Oh, you're reading a book! That's good! So, what kind of book is that?
    ERK:   "General Compositional Theory of Anima Magic, Volume Eight."
    NINO:  Is it good?
    ERK:   ...Average, I suppose.
    NINO:  Wait! There was a picture on that page! Go back! What is it? What is it?
           There's something written there.
    ERK:   ...Err, Nino, was it? I'm sorry, but could you please leave me to read?
    NINO:  Oh... I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to disturb you... Forgive me!
    ERK:   Erk, you dolt......! Hahh... There was no reason to do that.  Why can't I
           talk to girls?
    
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    ERK:   Nino.
    NINO:  Oh, Erk!
    ERK:   ...Here.
    NINO:  Hm? What is it?
    ERK:   This is the book I was reading.  I'm done with it, so you can have it if
           you want.
    NINO:  Really? That's great! Oh...but... what should I do?
    ERK:   I'm sorry?
    NINO:  I'm still not very good at reading...
    ERK:   ...Then... How do you use anima magic?
    NINO:  My mother... Not my real mother, but then one who raised me... She knew
           all kinds of magic, and I just imitated her from the time I was small.
    ERK:   You imitated her?
    NINO:  My mother would hold the tome and chant, right? Well, I just listened to
           her chants and practiced them over an over until I had memorized them!
    ERK:   And that...works? But it takes years of training to correctly hear and
           decipher a chant!
    NINO:  It does?
    ERK:   I'm just surprised.  You must be a natural genius... ...I have the
           deepest respect for you now...
    NINO:  ... ...
    ERK:   !? W-Why are you crying? Did... Did I say something terrible?
    NINO:  Unh-unh... You didn't... It's just... I'm so happy... that
           someone...finally...appreciates me...... Thank...you......
    ERK:   ......
    
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    ERK:   Nino.
    NINO:  Oh, Erk! What's new?
    ERK:   ...You, uhh... You said you couldn't read too well, right? Well...how's
           this?
    NINO:  A book? Oh, it's full of pictures!
    ERK:   It was mine...a long time ago...
    NINO:  So you couldn't read, either?
    ERK:   No, just the opposite.  I read only the most difficult books from the
           time I was small.  My magic teacher was really amazing.  I was really
           proud and happy to be his student.  So, to gain his approval, I spent day
           and night studying, without even stopping to eat...
    NINO:  Wow! I bet that's not very good for your body...
    ERK:   Haha! No, you're right... One day I just collapsed.  I really worried my
           teacher and his wife...
    NINO:  Yeah?
    ERK:   And that was when my teacher bought me this picture book... He said,
           "Look, Erk, this book is filled with pictures.  There are fields of
           rolling, green grass, flowers that explode into color, and clouds that
           crawl across the seamless sky.  Training to be a mage requires more than
           staying in your room studying all the time.  You must go outside and
           commune with the spirits.  When you get better, we'll go for walks
           everyday.  Until then, look at these pictures and think of how it will
           be."
    NINO:  Commune with the spirits... I do that a lot.  My mother just used them,
           and always said that talking to them was a waste of time, but... But it
           sounds like your teacher really got to know them.  Eheheh.  This makes
           me so happy...
    ERK:   ...You never cease to amaze me, Nino.  It's as if you were born to do
           magic.  You remind me of my teacher...
    NINO:  Of your teacher!? Oh, no way!! Even as a joke, that just sounds like an
           insult to your teacher!!
    ERK:   Nino, why do you doubt yourself so?
    NINO:  Because... My mother said......
    ERK:   Forget about that!! I believe in you!! Don't you trust me?!
    NINO:  Erk...?
    ERK:   ...Ah... I, ahh... ......Never mind.
    NINO:  Oh! Wait! ...Erk.
    
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    NINO/CANAS     C RANK     CC081
    
    NINO:   Oh, hello, Canas!
    CANAS:  Hello.  Why, you're little Nino, aren't you?
    NINO:   Yep.  Sure am.  What are you reading?
    CANAS:  Oh, yes... It's "Roland the Hero."
    NINO:   Who?
    CANAS:  Well, Roland was a hero who fought dragons a long time ago, about a
            thousand years ago.
    NINO:   Hmm... Sounds fun.  I'd like to read it, too.
    CANAS:  You... You wouls? Nino... I'm so glad to have you in this army...
    NINO:   Hm?
    CANAS:  You see, books take us to fascinating new places... Oh, I really do
            think you and I will be fast friends...sniff...
    NINO:   You don't have to cry...
    CANAS:  Here! would like you to have this book! And please, take any of these
            you would like!
    NINO:   But...look, I'm sorry... I can't actually... I don't know how to read.
            Nobody ever taught me letters.
    CANAS:  Oh...I see.  Well, then why don't I teach you?
    NINO:   Really?! But...won't it interrupt your studying?
    CANAS:  Of course not.  You see, teaching illuminates the minds of both master
            and student... I will teach you everything I can!
    NINO:   Yaay!
    
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    NINO:   Canas!
    CANAS:  Ah...Nino.  You certainly look well today.  How was the book I lent
            you?
    NINO:   Oh, it was great! I really am starting to like these tomes! Now I can
            even write the word "Fire"!
    CANAS:  ...Ahh, anima magic is quite wondrous... Its polished magic system and
            refined theory are quite elegant...
    NINO:   Oh yeah?
    CANAS:  My wife and I are magic users like yourself.  When I look at one of my
            wife's tomes, it truly lightens my heart... Anima is the magic of
            nature... This communion with the spirit of all things unleashes the
            heart.  This magic makes us feel free... The elder magic that I use
            requires great strength to master its forces.
    NINO:   Yeah, I think I understand... Sometimes, you look a little scary when
            you use magic...
    CANAS:  When I show my son the dark tomes, he just becomes frightened and
            cries... Perhaps our ancient lineage of dark mages will end with me...
            My mother has tried all sorts of hexes to prepare the child, but nothing
            works...
    NINO:   Hmmm... Is that so? And how old is he?
    CANAS:  He will be two this year.
    NINO:   What, he's not even two years old! What were you thinking! I'm 14, and I
            still can't read!
    CANAS:  Hmmm, maybe you are right.  I guess my mother did pressure me a bit much
            as a child... But my brothers and I were all raised that way and we seem
            to have turned out well...
    NINO:   You've got to be kidding! Tell her to stop right away!
    CANAS:  Oh, all right.  But since I am still on a quest for knowledge, I can't
            just return home now...
    NINO:   Canas!!
    CANAS:  Y-Yes?
    NINO:   You shouldn't waste your time wandering when your son is at home waiting
            for you... He needs you!
    CANAS:  Oh... I feel so ashamed.
    
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    NINO:   Canas! Let me introduce my family.  Just open this pendant, here.
    CANAS:  All right... Now, who's this?
    NINO:   That's my mother and father.  I'm in the middle.  The ones on the side
            are my twin brothers.
    CANAS:  ...What a lovely family.
    NINO:   Yeah.  And their names are printed there, see? My father's name is Juge,
            and my mother's name is Iris.  And that's my brother, Kai.  Thanks to
            you, I know their names now.
    CANAS:  That is...good.  But...this Iris... How interesting...
    NINO:   How so?
    CANAS:  Well, my wife had a sister named Iris.  Unfortunately, I heard that she
            had died...
    NINO:   Really? Well, you don't suppose...
    CANAS:  Perhaps.  You know, Nino, you might be our niece...
    NINO:   So my mom's sister... Does that make you my uncle?
    CANAS:  Well, it is not an uncommon name, but... Well, perhaps... It would be an
            interesting coincidence...
    NINO:   Hm.  I hope it is true... Because, Canas, you are a really good person...
            You're warm and kind, like my real dad.
    CANAS:  And I would certainly ne happy to have such a studious young girl like
            yourself as a niece... That would truly be grand...
    
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    JAFFAR/LEGAULT     C RANK     CC097
    
    LEGAULT:  Well, the Angel of Death.  I've not seen you in some time.
    JAFFAR:   ...... Hurricane...
    LEGAULT:  I was shocked to see you fighting with this rabble.  I never thought
              to see Nergal's right-hand man here.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  The Black Fang's finished, isn't it.  The commander's dead.  The Four
              Fangs are gone.  Everything went crazy after you all appeared... So,
              how does that make you feel, Angel of Death?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  It's true... No point in talking to you, is there? It's just like your
              friend Sonia said: you truly are soulless.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  You know me.  You know my strength.  You know how I fight.  What are
              you going to do? You know if you can kill me or not.  But you don't
              know me at all.  What I like, what I dislike.  The kind of life I've
              led up until now.  You don't know, and there's no reason for you to
              know.  To an assassin, it's all so much useless information.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  There were countless corpses stacked one on top of the other... And
              there, atop the bodies, they found a lone infant sleeping... You.
              You are death incarnate.  You feel nothing, fear nothing, desire
              nothing... You kill.  Nothing more.  Angel of Death... The perfect
              name.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    
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    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  So we meet again, Angel of Death.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  Oh, I heard that you rescued Nino.  When she told me, I was surprised.
              What curious turn of events prompted that?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  Never mind.  Seeing that girl alive... is a huge relief.  Sounds like
              Jan's alive, too.  Life's not all bad, I guess.  Don't know why I'm
              telling you though.  You surely do not care.
    JAFFAR:   ...Hurricane.
    LEGAULT:  Gah! Do-Don't do that.  Warn me when you're about to talk! It's not
              polite to frighten me.
    JAFFAR:   ...I have a favor I want you to do.  If I die...care for Nino.
    LEGAULT:  What? One surprise after another.  Are you worried about the girl?
              The Black Fang's most powerful assassin, the Angel of Death?
    JAFFAR:   ...... You spoke truly: I have no heart.  I know nothing of joy,
              sorrow, anger, dread... And yet, I am...afraid.  That I should die,
              that I should leave Nino alone.  That frightens me.
    LEGAULT:  Oh! You... Ah, now I see... You don't speak, you don't smile, and
              you're still creepy.  But...it looks as though you have changed quite
              a bit.
    
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    LEGAULT:  But, you and Nino... I just don't understand the way life works.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  Can I ask you just one question? Do you plan to wed this child? It's a
              joke.  Don't glare at me.
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  The girl adores you.  You should stay with her.  But you know what
              that means, don't you?
    JAFFAR:   ......
    LEGAULT:  You've gotten soft, Angel of Death.  If someone held Nino hostage,
              you'd throw down your sword.  You were the strongest assassin around.
              Now, you have a fatal chink in your armor.  You've become human, but
              that makes you less perfect.  Someday...you'll die.  No doubt trying
              to protect the girl.
    JAFFAR:   ...That's fine.  I will live with Nino.  I've decided.
    LEGAULT:  I see... In that case, fine.  Lloyd and Linus were worried about Nino,
              too.  Protect her for them, as well.  I really don't have much to add.
              Do your best.
    JAFFAR:   ...Ah.
    LEGAULT:  Eh? You can show some emotion? That's not bad.  Angel of Death...
              Jaffar.
    
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    VAIDA/CANAS     C RANK     CC084
    
    VAIDA:  Hey, you!
    CANAS:  Oh, hello there.  I am called Canas.
    VAIDA:  Who asked you, worm-bait! And what are you doing, reading in the heat
            of battle?
    CANAS:  Ah, yes.  This is "The Dragon-Human War: An Anotated Chronicle."
            It's about the war one thousand years ago between humans and...
    VAIDA:  I don't care what book you're reading! I want to know why you're even
            reading in the first place!
    CANAS:  Oh.  I see.  Forgive me.
    VAIDA:  I can't believe we're fighting on the same side! Who's running this
            army? I hope they don't expect me to fight for both of us! Now get
            out of my way, unless you want to get stepped on!
    CANAS:  Ahh... Pardon me.
    
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    VAIDA:  Pfeh.  You again? Just my luck to have to share the battleground with a
            gnat like you...
    CANAS:  Vaida, it has been a while.
    VAIDA:  Are you still wasting your time studying that ridiculous babble? You
            never give up, do you?
    CANAS:  No, I never do stop studying! Knowledge is its own reward, Vaida! By
            the way, this is "Dark--
    VAIDA:  I didn't ask you, troll!
    CANAS:  Ah.  Forgive me.
    VAIDA:  Why do I have to be paired with a useless wastrel like you!? It's
            infuriating! Give me that!
    CANAS:  Hey! That's a very rare book! And it's mine!
    VAIDA:  Umbriel! Tasty, tasty! Eat it up!
    CANAS:  No, please don't... Ohh... Ohh... Why does he have to devour it as if it
            were so...appetizing?
    
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    VAIDA:  Hey, you! I thought I taught you a lesson, and here you are, reading
            again!!
    CANAS:  Ah, er... Hello, Vaida.  I am indeed reading.  This is--
    VAIDA:  I didn't ask!
    CANAS:  Ah.  Well, excuse me.  I thought I would bring a book today that you
            might find interesting... It is about wyvern-mounted combat...
    VAIDA:  Wyverns?
    CANAS:  Yes.  Do you know of them? They are rather mysterious creatures.
            According to this book, they are all white and normally appear in
            lakes... And it says that they cry "Scraw!" from time to time.  Just
            once, I sure would like to see a real one...
    VAIDA:  Are you...stupid?
    CANAS:  Hm? Was my description inaccurate?
    VAIDA:  You scholars are all bumbling fools! Give me that useless book! Umbriel!
            Here's some more light reading!
    CANAS:  Oh dear, not again! And he finds that one... positively irresistible,
            doesn't he...
    
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    HEATH:  Commander! Commander Vaida!
    VAIDA:  Heath! You still live? Well, I guess you always were a lucky one!
    HEATH:  Yes, commander! We fled to Lycia as you instructed! Hey! Commander! That
            scar!
    VAIDA:  What? This? It's nothing!
    HEATH:  ... Forgive me, commander! Had I known that you would trade such a wound
            for our escape...
    VAIDA:  Pfeh.  Stop your whining, soldier! I recieved this scar because I was
            weak.  And I was lucky it was my face... Had it been my arm, I wouldn't
            be able to fight now...
    HEATH:  Commander...
    VAIDA:  Enough chitchat! Now we fly!
    
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    VAIDA:  This won't do, Heath!
    HEATH:  C-Commander!
    VAIDA:  When did all the venom go out of your fighting? I have taught you since
            you were in swaddling clothes! If you're worried about surviving, you
            can worry about it after you're dead!
    HEATH:  Ah...perhaps this army has softened me a little bit... I certainly never
            thought of my own life under your command...
    VAIDA:  Hmmm... Now that you mention it, what happened to the others? What
            happened to Vaida's Raiders?
    HEATH:  ...... When we escaped from Bern, Isaac, Lachius, Belminade... ...they
            all...
    VAIDA:  ...I see.  All gone, eh? That is too bad...
    HEATH:  Yes... Commander, what will happen to Bern now?
    VAIDA:  ......
    HEATH:  The wyvern riders are now no different from the regular troops in
            Bern... At this rate, Bern will eventually...
    VAIDA:  ...We don't know that yet.  Prince Zephiel is still in Bern.  If he
            gains power, then Bern may yet be reborn... Once again, Bern the
            strong...
    
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    HEATH:  Commander, are you sill unhurt?
    VAIDA:  Idiot! How many times do I have to tell you? These enemies are like bugs
            before Umbriel and me!
    HEATH:  You haven't changed, have you? You are still as strong and as beautiful
            as when we first met...
    VAIDA:  Hmpff... Heath...what will you do after this? Is there somewhere you
            will go if you survive?
    HEATH:  As it turned out, I could be neither a knight of Bern nor a mercenary...
            I do not know.  Commander? What will you do?
    VAIDA:  I will go to see the prince... We were saved by this bunch, but... The
            kingdom is not likely to give up... We have to protect the prince... If
            there is no other way, I will go alone.
    HEATH:  ...It is too dangerous... Powerful though you may be, to go alone...
    VAIDA:  Yes, I will probably die.  Is that what you mean to say? But Prince
            Zephiel's life is worth the price.  And so I will return to Bern.  No
            matter what it takes.
    HEATH:  ...Then take me with you...
    VAIDA:  What are you saying? I am going there...to die.
    HEATH:  If that is to be my end, I do not care.  I am your soldier, commander.
            Where you go, so go I.
    VAIDA:  Heath...you... ...are stupider than wyvern feed.  See if I care what
            happens to you!
    
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    VAIDA:   Eh? That crest on your armor... Are you a knight?
    HARKEN:  A black riding wyvern on a crimson shield... You must be Lady Vaida.
             I have heard of you from Lord Eliwood.  I am Harken, a knight of
             Pherae.  I am at your service.
    VAIDA:   Eh? What are you saying? Do you walk in your sleep? We are enemies...
             Or are you an idiot?
    HARKEN:  Enemies...?
    VAIDA:   You seem...uninformed, so let me tell you: I fought with your rabble
             here once before.
    HARKEN:  What!
    VAIDA:   Didn't manage to kill that brat Eliwood then... How about it, fair
             knight? Why not leave Eliwood and join me? You can make sure I don't
             kill him, eh?
    HARKEN:  You...
    VAIDA:   Eh? What's that? Want to fight?
    HARKEN:  ...No.  My lord Eliwood has welcomed you to his side, has he not? If
             that is so...then we are allies.
    VAIDA:   Hrm... What's this "my lord" business? I care for it not one bit...
    
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    VAIDA:   Ah, we meet again.  You disappoint me by your persistent refusal to
             drop dead.
    HARKEN:  You again...
    VAIDA:   I saw you fight.  Those are some fancy moves.  Is that how you plan on
             living through the coming battle?
    HARKEN:  I am a knight of Pherae.  I fight in a way befitting my station.  Are
             you not a proud knight of Bern?
    VAIDA:   Hah! There, you're wrong.  I'm no longer a knight.
    HARKEN:  What does that mean?
    VAIDA:   I disobeyed the king's orders.  Everyone in my troop was stripped of
             rank, stripped of country... Well, I'm tired of running.  I plan to
             return home and find like souls... We'll sell ourselves to the highest
             bidder, do any job.  A merry band of vagrants and vandals!
    HARKEN:  You...disobeyed orders!? Why would you do something like that...?
    VAIDA:   I don't recall owing you any explanations.  Just--keep your distance.
             I've no desire to be friends with a tail-wagging knight, eager for a
             bone from his master.  And...watch your tone when you speak with me in
             the future!
    HARKEN:  ...
    
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    VAIDA/HARKEN     A RANK     CC112
    
    HARKEN:  Lady Vaida.
    VAIDA:   You again? Do you never learn? How many times must I tell you I've no
             interest...
    HARKEN:  I...once belonged to the Black Fang.
    VAIDA:   What!? What did you say?
    HARKEN:  In order to avenge Lord Elbert and my companions... I would sneak into
             the enemy camp alone.  It was then... once...I saw you there.  It was
             outside the base... You were talking to their leader's wife, Sonia.
             I remember you well... A young, earnest wyvern knight, talking to that
             cold-eyed woman...
    VAIDA:   You...were watching? Hmph.  You have strange tastes.  I trust you found
             great comedy in our exchange.  Me, being reprimanded by that woman...
    HARKEN:  No, on the contrary... I was envious of you.
    VAIDA:   Eh...? How is that?
    HARKEN:  You... You were using Nergal to help you return to the Royal Wyvern
             Knights.  You were willing to use any means necessary to return to your
             master... At the time, I had lost my master, and my will to live...
             Seeing your focus of mind... It was impressive.
    VAIDA:   ...
    HARKEN:  Yet, I do not understand.  How could you betray a lord to whom you were
             so faithful?
    VAIDA:   Grr... Leave me be.  Who swore fealty to any king? Not I! The lord to
             whom I swore... Was not that plain man, graspin at the coattails of
             power, but a man born with the presence and manner of a king.  Should
             that man take the throne, a change of fortune would surely come to
             Bern.
    HARKEN:  You speak of Prince Zephiel...
    VAIDA:   That name is not to be spoken of so lightly by a knight of Pherae!
    HARKEN:  Now I undertand.  It is good that we were able to talk.
    VAIDA:   ...
    HARKEN:  Vaida... We are both knights of the same heart.  Together, in this
             army, we are compatriots.  I believe this, no matter how you feel about
             it.
    VAIDA:   ... Hmph.  I care for him not one bit.  ...Truly... ...Not one bit...
    
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    VAIDA/WALLACE     C RANK     CC109
    
    WALLACE:  So, you are the one they call Vaida?
    VAIDA:    Mm? Who are you?
    WALLACE:  Wahahahaha! I'm glad you asked! I am Wallace, of the Caelin knights!
    VAIDA:    Caelin? Where is that?
    WALLACE:  Tsk! Ignorant woman.  Clean out your ears, and listen closely! Caelin,
              home of our Lord Hausen, is a vital territory in the Lycian alliance
              of noble houses.
    VAIDA:    Ah, that pathetic gaggle of weak countires... And? What does Sir Scrub
              Knight want with me?
    WALLACE:  Grrrrrr! What insolence! ...I don't know how strong you knights of
              Bern are, but... Wallace cannot keep silent in the face of such
              insults!
    VAIDA:    Hehh! How interesting! Well, I am ready.  Shall we fight here?
    WALLACE:  Pfff! I am a disciplined knight of Caelin! We are not so unruly as to
              forget our duty for a personal vendetta, no matter how worthy!
    VAIDA:    What? Are you chicken?
    WALLACE:  No knight of Caelin runs from danger!! I show my bravery in battle
              with the enemy, not with our allies! Listen, wench! Perhaps you would
              like to show me your prowess in the same way? Unless you are afraid I
              will show you up!
    VAIDA:    Meh.  Sounds like fun, I guess.  I was getting pretty bored here,
              anyhow.  You'll see a good show today, knight!
    
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    VAIDA/WALLACE     B RANK     CC109
    
    VAIDA:    There you are, you bald old fossil.  Still smarting from our
              competition?
    WALLACE:  Bald old fossil!? You spitting cobra! Are you trying to make me share
              in your bitterness at being so soundly defeated the other day?
    VAIDA:    Spitting cobra? I rather like that! But victory was mine the other
              day... So now which one of us is bitter?
    WALLACE:  You talk madness, woman! By what reckoning do you believe I lost to
              your pathetic display? Surely we are not talking about the same
              battle! I was perfection unleashed... Those lance thrusts were
              blindingly fast, intoxicating in their sublime form!
    VAIDA:    Wishful thinking, teapot! you were no prize on the battlefield! I saw
              you poke each unit one by one with your little needle... Thw whole
              thing took ages!
    WALLACE:  Well, all I saw was a big lump of grey flesh flitting about in the sky
              and belching on occasion! And your wyvern wasn't much better!
    VAIDA:    ...Well, obviously, we have not settled out score at all!
    WALLACE:  Mm.  Maybe not... Perhaps we need an impartial judge... Someone with
              an eye for battle! Perhaps...yes! My liege, Lady Lyndis!
    VAIDA:    Don't talk out of your rear, Wallace.  She's far from impartial when
              it comes to her shiny little teapot...
    WALLACE:  Then who would you pick?
    VAIDA:    One of the other two lords... Wait! The blue-haired, husky one is a
              knight like you... The armor may have rusted his brain... I guess that
              leaves the morose Eliwood... Is he the fairest judge we can find?
    WALLACE:  Fine! I have no objections!
    VAIDA:    Great! I can't wait to run a few enemies through with my lance and
              show you what a fool you are! Now, let's get Eliwood and settle this
              once and for all!
    WALLACE:  Hahahahaha! I can't wait!
    
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    VAIDA:    Ahh, this won't do at all! how could you and I recieve the same
              score?!
    WALLACE:  I wonder the same thing! How could Lord Eliwood not have noticed the
              quality of my fighting?
    VAIDA:    Infuriating!
    WALLACE:  ...Lord Eliwood did say that it was difficult to determine the victor
              in such a short battle... perhaps if we both fought longer, he would
              have a better idea...?
    VAIDA:    Don't be a simpleton, platter-chest! the kid just said that to spare
              the feelings of the obvious loser... That's why I didn't want to ask
              him in the first place.
    WALLACE:  Ohh! Weren't you the one who said we should have him judge in the
              first place?!
    VAIDA:    Shut up! Don't bother me with details! Yet, still... Like you said,
              seeing each other fight up close changes one's perspective, doesn't
              it? I got a good look, and you actually do have some skill with that
              thing... I take back those things I said about you being a hick knight
              from a weak country...
    WALLACE:  Yes! As you should! ...And well, I guess your fighting doesn't leave
              too much to be desired, either.
    VAIDA:    But this is far from over! Thw wyvern riders of Bern sit atop the heap
              of all other forces on the continent! You will see our power soon!
    WALLACE:  Hah! I do believe that is my line! By the honorable name of Caelin, we
              will never fail! You'll taste the power of our knights, like cold
              steel in your mouth!
    
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    RENAULT/BARTRE     C RANK     CC065
    
    BARTRE:   Ho there!
    RENAULT:  ...? And you are?
    BARTRE:   I am Bartre! I strive to be the best! What say you to a match?
    RENAULT:  ...What a strange fellow.  Well, first off, I think you've chosen the
              wrong opponent.  What use is there in fighting a man of the cloth like
              myself?
    BARTRE:   So not try to hide your skill from me, man! You may say mass on
              Sundays, but you brawl your week away! Do you read the rites to your
              fallen foes, Your Excellency?
    RENAULT:  ...You are wrong about me.
    BARTRE:   You don't fool me! I can spot a true warrior! Why, of the last ten men
              I spotted, nearly half were strong warriors!
    RENAULT:  ...So you're only right half of the time?
    BARTRE:   ...Nearly half! But I know I'm right this time! that glint in your
              eye, that's the shine of your inner steel, man! Now, have at you!
    RENAULT:  ...You must be joking.
    BARTRE:   W-Wait! And you call yourself the toughest priest alive!?
    
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    BARTRE:   Wait!
    RENAULT:  You again... Look, there's no time for this, is there?
    BARTRE:   Quiet! A warrior trains himself constantly!
    RENAULT:  ...It's...Bartre, is it not?
    BARTRE:   Right!
    RENAULT:  Why do you seek strength, my son?
    BARTRE:   What?
    RENAULT:  ...I have seen many warriors.  Most sought power for their own
              reasons... to acquire something or to control someone... What is your
              reason?
    BARTRE:   Ruuoooggghhh!!
    RENAULT:  What is it?!
    BARTRE:   Difficult conversations make...head hurt!
    RENAULT:  ...What an odd fellow.
    BARTRE:   Hey, are you calling me stupid?!
    RENAULT:  I...don't belive so.  What is your dream, son? What do you seek?
    BARTRE:   I dunno! I don't think about things like that! I want to be strong!
              That is what I seek!
    RENAULT:  ...How odd.  Very well.  Once this battle is finished, I will spar
              with you until you are satisfied.
    BARTRE:   Really?! Thanks! I mean it!
    
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    BARTRE:   Renault!
    RENAULT:  Ah, yes, my son?
    BARTRE:   You're no man of faith! You lied! You said we would fight!
    RENAULT:  ...So I did.  But there is already fighting everywhere.  We have no
              time.
    BARTRE:   Nggghhh! Don't make excuses! Tell me, Bishop, why were you on the
              Dread Isle?! The time you spent there turned you evil! That's why you
              broke your promise!
    RENAULT:  Now, I don't think that-- Look here... Just calm down.  You'll never
              be the strongest if you die of a heart attack first.  I can heal your
              pains, but you must relax.
    BARTRE:   I don't need your prayers! Don't heal me--just punch me!
    RENAULT:  Punch you? Me?
    BARTRE:   Yeah! Warriors speak with their fists!
    RENAULT:  I don't really understand, but will my punching you really make you
              feel better?
    BARTRE:   As hard as you can!
    RENAULT:  Well, all right then.  Like this?
    BARTRE:   Gwooh! You hit me in the eye... Cra...zy...priest...
    RENAULT:  Bartre? Hey, get up.  ...He passed out.  ...So I have to punch him,
              and then I have to heal him? Elmine, grant me the grace to endure this
              man...
    
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    RENAULT/ISADORA     C RANK     CC101
    
    ISADORA:  Pardon me.  You are an Eliminean bishop, are you not?
    RENAULT:  Ehh... Yes... I suppose.
    ISADORA:  How is it that you came to join our company? I heard that you spent
              some time on the Dread Isle... Was it one of Elimine's missions?
    RENAULT:  Ahh... Sort of... I guess.
    ISADORA:  ...? I may not be the most pious of souls, but I am a believer in the
              teachings of Elimine.  It is an honor to protect one of her bishops!
    RENAULT:  I'm sorry, but... I don't think I'm worthy of being called a bishop.
              Long ago, I was a mercenary.  I led a bloody, thoughtless life,
              unconnected to the holy teachings.
    ISADORA:  Is that so?  And then...what brought you to the light of Elimine?
    RENAULT:  I...lost a friend.  A man I could have called brother.  But when he
              died, I knew nothing of prayers, of forgiveness.  I only knew how to
              bash another man's skull... So I cast aside my weapons and knelt for
              the first time... to mourn my fallen friend.
    
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    ISADORA:  Bishop, may I have a moment?
    RENAULT:  Mm...
    ISADORA:  Will you hear my sins? It has been a...very long time since my last
              confession.
    RENAULT:  Confession... I am not so good at these priestly matters.
    ISADORA:  Please, do this for me...
    RENAULT:  ...Very well.  If all I must do is listen... I do not mind.
    ISADORA:  Your Excellency... I was born as the youngest daughter of a country
              nobleman.  I wanted to become a knight from my earliest childhood, so
              I spent many long, bitter hours in training... I hoped to someday
              protect my country proudly... But... There was one thing for which I
              was not prepared... To protect, one must do battle with one's
              enemies... And to do battle with one's enemies, one must...strike
              ...those enemies.
    RENAULT:  ......
    ISADORA:  I have taken many lives in battle before now... For justice, for
              peace, for my lord, and for my country... I have fought all this time
              as a brave knight.
    RENAULT:  And do you regret this choice?
    ISADORA:  No, I...I think we fight for the right reasons... However ...at times,
              I grow uneasy.  I grow sorrowful for the lives cut short on the end of
              my blade.
    RENAULT:  ......
    ISADORA:  Your Excellency... Am I wrong for feeling this way? What should I do?
    RENAULT:  ......
    ISADORA:  Bishop...
    RENAULT:  Forgive me.  I am a fraud.  I can offer you no solace.
    
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    RENAULT:  Are you all right?
    ISADORA:  Your Excellency?
    RENAULT:  You don't look very well... We can't have you die here.  Try thinking
              about your village...
    ISADORA:  I shall...
    RENAULT:  ...... Isadora?
    ISADORA:  Y-Yes? What is it?
    RENAULT:  About earlier... I may be a poor preacher, but please listen to me
              now...
    ISADORA:  Of course.  What have you to tell me?
    RENAULT:  You asked me what you should do.  If I could give you one direction,
              one step along the path... It would be...to let yourself be lost.
    ISADORA:  Lost?
    RENAULT:  Forgiving your sins is a small task for a bishop... And if that were
              enough to save you, I would recite the words.  But you suffer... and
              you seek answers...
    ISADORA:  ......
    RENAULT:  And that is the greatest pain of all... The pain of doubt.  If I
              dispelled this doubt, I could free you from your pain.  But then you
              would be nothing more than a puppet that kills.  Use your doubt.  Use
              it to become something more.  I think it makes you...human.
    ISADORA:  Bishop Renault...
    RENAULT:  Whether you will ever find answers, I do not know.  But you must live
              with your doubt until then.  If you can, then all of the joy and
              sorrow you experience... will truly belong to you.
    ISADORA:  Your Excellency...
    RENAULT:  I have lived this way since I found myself... Some are sustained by
              faith, but for me, there are no answers.
    
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    RENAULT:  My goodness...
    LUCIUS:   Y-Yes?
    RENAULT:  Your face...you don't look so well.  Are you hurt? Let me take a look.
    LUCIUS:   No...please don't.  I have a...condition... This is just a...passing
              attack.  It will soon...disappear...
    RENAULT:  What is this illness? Should you even be fighting?
    LUCIUS:   My bishop told me that it was a sickness of the soul... But it's
              gotten much better.
    RENAULT:  Of the...soul?
    LUCIUS:   Yes... I offer relief to those who hurt inside, and yet, I, too,
              am...afflicted... I strive daily to overcome this curse... ...but
              still I am weak.
    RENAULT:  Sicknesses of the soul are the most difficult to heal... ...But please
              do not blame yourself for this... Doing so could even aggravate your
              condition...
    LUCIUS:   Th-Thank you.  ...Your words...have brought me some peace.
    RENAULT:  So...what is your name?
    LUCIUS:   It is Lucius.
    RENAULT:  Lucius? I am...
    LUCIUS:   I know.  You are...Bishop Renault, are you not?
    
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    RENAULT:  Lucius?
    LUCIUS:   Yes? Ah, Your Excellency!
    RENAULT:  You look much better.  Have you...recovered some?
    LUCIUS:   Yes.  I took your words to heart, so to speak... Thank you.
    RENAULT:  Ah, good.  Then you will overcome it in no time.
    LUCIUS:   ...How I wish that I could...
    RENAULT:  You said the blemish lies on your soul? Speak of it to me, son.
    LUCIUS:   I... I grew up in an orphanage... and I faced much grief in that
              place... Poverty and despair can eat one's very soul... There was one
              teacher there who was particularly cruel to me... Even now... I pray
              that this evil man might be led away from darkness...
    RENAULT:  I see... ...and were you there from birth?
    LUCIUS:   No, Your Excellency.  ...I remember living with my mother and father
              until the age of three.
    RENAULT:  And why did you go to the orphanage?
    LUCIUS:   Our house...was invaded by a thief.  My father was a famous mercenary,
              but the man was too strong.  I saw my father fall before me.  I recall
              it sometimes, even now... The eyes of the thief who killed him.
              ...Like terrible dark stones set in his hate-filled face...... All he
              left behind was this dagger protruding from my father's chest.
    RENAULT:  Ah!!
    LUCIUS:   After my father's death, my mother fell ill... ...I was alone.  In a
              cruel twist, this dagger is all I have of my father... ...Bishop
              Renault? What is it!? Your face is bright red!
    RENAULT:  Excuse me...
    LUCIUS:   Of course...
    
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    LUCIUS:   Bishop Renault...?
    RENAULT:  Lucius.
    LUCIUS:   ...Did I do something? Something...to...to... Have I angered you? If
              that were so... I would truly... Please... Forgive me......
    RENAULT:  Lucius! ...Control yourself!
    LUCIUS:   Yes... I am...sorry.
    RENAULT:  Ah, your affliction... ...Forgive me...
    LUCIUS:   ...Bishop Renault... Why should you...apologize? This scourge upon my
              soul... It is my own doing...
    RENAULT:  Do not speak... It will exhaust you.
    LUCIUS:   ...Ah... Sorry... ... ...
    RENAULT:  ...He is asleep... ............ Forgive me, son.  In those days...
              I only thought of myself... I trespassed against many in my singular
              drive to regain the friend I lost...and to satiate my own...monstrous
              greed.  I even sacrificed... the lives of others... Forgive me...
              Please...forgive...me...
    LUCIUS:   I forgive you...
    RENAULT:  You--
    LUCIUS:   I forgive you.
    RENAULT:  But you... You cannot know the evil I have wrought... I did it! I
              killed your father...
    LUCIUS:   Even so, I fell your grief, and it feels like my own...
    RENAULT:  Lucius...
    
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    WALLACE:  Are you Bishop Renault? Let us fight side by side, Your Excellency!
    RENAULT:  As you will.
    WALLACE:  Ha! It is good indeed to have allies who are strong of spirit.  Mm?
              You? No, you couldn't be...
    RENAULT:  What is it?
    WALLACE:  It is not possible.  No...surely not... Forgive me, Bishop Renault...
              You just look so much like him... You could be the very image of a
              man I knew...
    RENAULT:  Oh?
    WALLACE:  I thought you might be him, but that is certainly not possible.  There
              is no way he could be as you are now... And the last time I saw him
              was some thirty years ago...
    
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    WALLACE:  I was only ten years old or so at the time... I was a squire in the
              service of a knight of Caelin... I was so puny and slight that some
              teased me, called me a girl.
    RENAULT:  ...Sorry.  That's a little hard to imagine.
    WALLACE:  The man I knew was a mercenary also in the service of Caelin.  Yes,
              and his name was also Renault.  Renault the Impervious, they called
              him.  He had no fear of death, and his bravery was well known.  Did
              you know him?
    RENAULT:  No...
    WALLACE:  I learned much about fighting from him... I owe him a great debt as
              my teacher... I wanted to meet him one more time in my life.
    RENAULT:  Why do you want to see him?
    WALLACE:  I made a promise to him when I was young.  I told him I would fight
              always for the sake of the people.  I told him I would never use the
              skills he taught me for evil.  I want to tell him that I have kept
              this promise... But...surely he is long dead.
    RENAULT:  ......
    
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    WALLACE:  Lord Renault, are you all right?
    RENAULT:  Yes.
    WALLACE:  You know... It is somewhat strange, but... though we've only just met,
              I feel as though I've known you for quite some time.  I feel we could
              be good friends.
    RENAULT:  It would be an honor.
    WALLACE:  Would that I had met you sooner! Soon our journey ends... And will we
              fight together no more?
    RENAULT:  Keep your guard up, Wallace.  Victory is not ours yet.
    WALLACE:  Aahahaha! He said the exact same thing to me once! How could I forget!
              His teachings are all engraved on my heart!
    RENAULT:  Wallace.  Would you still like to see him again?
    WALLACE:  Of course! But...it feels less urgent now.  having fought alongside
              you like this, Bishop Renault... It has given me the feeling that
              perhaps... He has been watching me from heaven...
    RENAULT:  Perhaps...
    WALLACE:  I must thank you, Your Excellency.
    RENAULT:  But I have done nothing, really.  Let us go now.
    WALLACE:  Onward!!
    
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    CANAS:    Ah, excuse me.  you are...on our side, are you not? Fighting with us?
    RENAULT:  ...... I suppose I am.  I am Renault.
    CANAS:    It is an honor.  I am Canas.  I have a question.
    RENAULT:  ...You don't waste much time...
    CANAS:    Ah, yes, well, excuse my manners.  But I am on a journey to gather
              knowledge...
    RENAULT:  A scholar, eh...
    CANAS:    Yes.  Well... For the moment, I am more like a shaman travelling to
              hone my skill in the ancient magic.  But at heart, I am still just a
              scholar, as you say.  I heard, Bishop, that you have been tot he Dread
              Isle... Could you perhaps tell me a little about it? About the
              creatures to be found there? About the ones with eyes of gold?
    RENAULT:  You mean...morphs?
    CANAS:    Ah! So you do know of them! Where did you learn that name?
    RENAULT:  Well.  A long time ago, I...
    CANAS:    Bishop, I must ask you... Do you think these morphs have souls?
    RENAULT:  Souls?
    CANAS:    Yes.  I am dreadfully curious to know.  The Elimineans say that all
              creatures possess souls... All those created by the gods, that is.
              But what of those created by man? And these manufactured beings...
              do they dream? Do they think--and suffer--as we do? Or must their
              emotions be ...crafted...by another?
    RENAULT:  ...... Well... That I do not know.
    
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    CANAS:    Did you know that the word "morph" appears even in a few ancient
              texts? Brought to life by man, crafted to resemble him... I never
              thought any of us would actually have seen one.
    RENAULT:  ......
    CANAS:    Renault, where did you first learn of these morphs? Are they mentioned
              in the Eliminean scripture?
    RENAULT:  A long time ago, I... Enough.  I don't want to talk about this.
    CANAS:    Oh.  Well that is... truly unfortunate.  You see, we know so little of
              Nergal.
    RENAULT:  ......
    CANAS:    Why, for example, did he begin creating morphs? After his falling out
              with the Archsage Athos, did he feel alone in the world? Did he need
              the company of someone who could understand him? Was he forced
              to...create...such a being?
    RENAULT:  ...Not exactly.
    CANAS:    Oh?
    RENAULT:  He has no care for his creations... He merely brought them into this
              world to serve him.  His only interest is himself.  Those...things...
              that he discards... They lose their way... and wander.  And he cares
              not.  Morphs...are the mere fact of existence... once meaning has been
              stripped away.
    CANAS:    Renault... How do you know so much?
    RENAULT:  ......
    CANAS:    Nergal began creating morphs centuries ago.  Even Athos knows so
              little... So...how could you...?
    RENAULT:  ...... I don't know.  My own past is...a mystery.
    
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    CANAS:    Ah, Renault! Wait for me! I must ask you something!
    RENAULT:  What is it?
    CANAS:    ...... Now, I ask you this, only for the sake of knowledge...
              Knowledge...is the reason for my journey... I understand there are
              some things you would rather the others did not know... So, please do
              not answer if you do not wish to.
    RENAULT:  As you wish.
    CANAS:    Please tell me... These morphs Nergal has created... How can you know
              so much about beings that are centuries old?
    RENAULT:  ......
    CANAS:    I will give you the answer I suspect may be true.  You know, because
              you were there.  Nergal was alone after he and Athos separated.  The
              only ones around him were his morphs... Perhaps then, you are...
    RENAULT:  ...... What?
    CANAS:    ...... ...I have never thought one should back away from knowledge,
              but...I hesitate to ask...
    RENAULT:  Is that so... Then I will ask you a question.
    CANAS:    Yes?
    RENAULT:  You asked me before... Whether or not morphs had a soul... What do you
              think?
    CANAS:    ...... Before...I would have said that I do not know... But now,
              perhaps I do... Morphs...do have souls... That is what I believe...
    RENAULT:  ...That is not a bad answer.  Your reply deserves another good
              answer... When Nergal first created his morphs, he was not alone.  He
              had one assistant.  A mercenary who wanted desperately to bring back
              a friend he had lost in battle.  This mercenary volunteered freely for
              Nergal's experiments, knowing they would make him less than human...
    CANAS:    Bishop Renault, are you saying--
    RENAULT:  This was a long, long time ago...
    
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    FARINA/DART     C RANK     CC092
    
    FARINA:  Hey, kid! Come here!
    DART:    Hm? Who are you?
    FARINA:  I'm Farina.  I just want to ask you something.  How much are they
             paying you?
    DART:    What? Why do you want to know?
    FARINA:  Don't change the subject! Just tell me! My honor depends upon your
             answer!
    DART:    What are you talking about? You're a real strange one, you know? I'm
             not being paid a single doubloon.
    FARINA:  Are you serious!?!
    DART:    Why are you so shocked? I mean, I get to travel a lot... It's not like
             I have to pay for anything...
    FARINA:  Whoa... I just can't believe it... You must be the stupidest person I
             have ever met...
    DART:    Now you watch that pretty little mouth of yours, lass, before I turn it
             sideways!
    FARINA:  So I guess my 20,000 gold wage really is the highest here... Well, who
             should be surprised? I am quite simply the finest mercenary that money
             can buy...
    DART:    Hah! 20,000 gold! You put your life on the line for that chump change!?
             Man, oh, man... Some people just go stupid for cash...
    FARINA:  What did you just say!? Well then, what are you here for!?
    DART:    Haw! You want to know? I'm here for me!! I'm a big guy, and I've got
             big dreams!
    FARINA:  Yeah, I bet.  You probably don't have two coppers to rub together, and
             here you are, talking about dreams!
    DART:    What would you know about it!?
    
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    FARINA/DART     B RANK     CC092
    
    FARINA:  All right, I'll bite.  What's your dream, big guy?
    DART:    Well, it's this...
    FARINA:  Whoo, that smells musty... What is it?
    DART:    Don't get all squeamish on me, now, girlie.  It's a treasure map...
             It belonged to the legendary pirate king, Han Gak.  If I can just
             decipher the riddles he used to mark the location of his buried
             treasure, then I should be able to find it...
    FARINA:  So...treasure, huh? How much do you think it's worth?
    DART:    Well, at least one hundred million, I'll wager...
    FARINA:  That much, huh? ...... Wait a second!! Did you just say ONE HUNDRED
             MILLION--?
    DART:    Whoa!
    FARINA:  Now...is that thing for real!? You wouldn't lie about money, right!?
             Tell me you wouldn't!!
    DART:    Now hold on, relax, just calm down... It's the real thing, I swear.
    FARINA:  I can't believe it... I mean, just think... But wait... how would a
             wharf rat like you get hold of something like that?
    DART:    ...Wharf rat?
    FARINA:  Right, forget about it... But let's just say...
    DART:    Yeah?
    FARINA:  That map is probably fake, but let's just say I were to buy it from
             you... How would...3,000 gold sound?
    DART:    You think me daft, woman?! Who would sell their dream for a few
             clinking coins in their pocket!? My answer is no, whatever the price.
    FARINA:  But...it's so obviously a fake!!
    DART:    What!? Open your beady little eyes and look here, missy! The pirate
             king signed his mark, right here!
    FARINA:  Where? Mmm... Anyone could have written that!
    DART:    Shut yer trap! Compare it to the one on this letter of his... Ha! Now,
             you see it, don't you!
    FARINA:  Haha... Sucker... Thanks for the look at the map... I think I'll just
             go find it myself!
    DART:    Nggh! you gold-snatching witch! Well, all I have to do is decipher the
             riddle before she does... And I'll find that treasure first! Or my name
             isn't Dart!
    
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    FARINA/DART     A RANK     CC092
    
    FARINA:  "The treasure lies on the other side of the door that separates fire
             and water." Fire and water, huh? The Nabata desert, maybe?
    DART:    Don't you wish! See! That's why it's going to take a pirate's mind to
             unravel this one, lassie! It's got to be the Dragon's Gate on the Dread
             Isle!
    FARINA:  Really? That doesn't sound right for some reason...
    DART:    Yeah, well maybe that's because you weren't paying attention to this
             bit that says "The hidden white fang..." That's gotta be the Ilian
             wyvern's...
    FARINA:  No way.  There are no wyverns in Ilia...
    DART:    A-Are you serious? Then that would mean... Aww...
    FARINA:  Just so we're straight, it's going to be "early bird gets the worm,"
             right? Of course, only one of us can fly like a bird, right?
    DART:    You think I'd let a gold-snatching witch like you beat me to it?
    FARINA:  What?! Don't act like you're not in it for the treasure, too! You find
             that treasure, and you'll be rich, right? You've got all these grand
             dreams, but you're just in it for the loot!
    DART:    Don't be a bleeding idiot... Dart the pirate is not such a small man!
             Being rich is boring! My dream is this: I want to find that treasure,
             hide it again, make a map that leads to it, and pass out a few copies
             all over the world!!
    FARINA:  What?!
    DART:    Don't you get it? I'm a pirate's pirate! There'll be sea dogs the world
             over looking for the treasure of Dart, the legendary pirate king! What
             do you think? Isn't it exciting?
    FARINA:  ...You are the stupidest pirate I have ever met...
    DART:    Hey! Are you stomping on my dream?!
    FARINA:  Well, what do you want me to say...? Let's see...the phrase "pearls
             before swine," comes to mind... Aww, forget about it.  I'm going to
             find that treasure first anyway...
    DART:    Over my dead body! You'll never get that treasure!
    
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    FARINA/HECTOR     C RANK     CC008
    
    HECTOR:  Hey, Farina! Wait up!
    FARINA:  What? Ah, Lord Hector.  I was just off to do battle worthy of my
             purse...
    HECTOR:  Yeah, about that purse.  I heard about the going price for Ilian
             mercenaries from a henchman...
    FARINA:  ...Eh?
    HECTOR:  Usually, they get paid by the battle, with no bonuses or anything.
             And...he said 20,000 gold is way, way too much.
    FARINA:  But...
    HECTOR:  Payment is determined by rank within the knightly order, right? At
             your level of ability, I'd say you're worth 2,000 gold, tops.
    FARINA:  Never! I'm at 4,000 gold, I am!
    HECTOR:  What's that? 4,000?
    FARINA:  Er...
    HECTOR:  So what was all that about 20,000 gold, eh? Trying to pull one on me,
             weren't you!
    FARINA:  N-No, not at all--never! I'd never do that! It's just, I've been
             underpaid compared to my ability until now.
    HECTOR:  Look me in the eye and say that again.
    FARINA:  Well, and isn't this assignment a long-term one? I might need food for
             my pegasus...
    HECTOR:  Right, right.  So, what does a pegasus eat? Carrots?
    FARINA:  Of course not! You would treat a pegasus like a common horse?
    HECTOR:  Um, it is a horse.
    FARINA:  Wrong! Pegasi are noble animals! So, they must eat noble carrots, you
             see!
    HECTOR:  Like I said, carrots!
    FARINA:  No no no! L-Listen-- I'll do the work I've been paid for.  That should
             be enough, right? Now, watch me go!
    HECTOR:  H-Hey, wait! Hey!
    
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    FARINA/HECTOR     B RANK     CC008
    
    FARINA:  Whew... ... ...
    HECTOR:  Hey, Farina! We have to talk...Huh? What's wrong?
    FARINA:  ... ... Ah? Ah! Lord Hector!
    HECTOR:  You seem tired.  you should rest-- wouldn't want you collapsing on me.
    FARINA:  Hah! Don't try playing the kindly employer! You won't trick me that
             way! I'm not giving back the gold I was given!
    HECTOR:  I'm not talking about money, you dummy.  You know, you keep saying
             stuff like that, people are going to suspect you!
    FARINA:  What should I care? As long as I'm paid...Those who think clinging to
             money is wrong have never been poor!
    HECTOR:  Well... Well that may be, but...Some things you can't buy with money!
    FARINA:  Why would I need anything like that? I must be off now.  Murphy? Let's
             go.
    HECTOR:  H-Hey, wait!
    FARINA:  Ah...wha--Aiiiie!
    HECTOR:  Whoa!
    FARINA:  Oww...
    HECTOR:  S-Sorry! You OK?
    FARINA:  E-Even though you know I'm tired... How dare you make such advances!
    HECTOR:  Hey! That's not it! W-Wait--I said I'm sorry! I mean, hey! You're the
             one that fell on me! That hurt! You and that Florina, man... I don't
             get it.
    FARINA:  My! You have venom enough for me and my younger sister, I see!
    HECTOR:  Gimme a break! And get away from there.
    FARINA:  Oh, I see what's going on.  You saw us three sisters... Fiora, Farina,
             and Florina, the beauties of Ilia... And you thought to take us all for
             yourself, didn't you!
    HECTOR:  Don't make me part of your wacky fantasies!
    FARINA:  All you nobles are the same.  You treat us mercenaries as...as objects!
    HECTOR:  Aw, c'mon, Farina... Man, that lady's got a screwy head...
    
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    FARINA/HECTOR     A RANK     CC008
    
    FARINA:  ...huff...huff... Maybe... I over ...did it? I feel so...so faint...
    HECTOR:  Hey, Farins! There you are! About what you were saying... Eh!?
             Farina? Hey! Farina!
    FARINA:  Florina...
    HECTOR:  Farina! Hey! You hurt?
    FARINA:  Ungh...
    HECTOR:  You awake?
    FARINA:  What? I...
    HECTOR:  You just keeled over.  Gave me quite a scare! You all right?
    FARINA:  Ah...thank you.  Thank you, I'm fine now.  I'm sure I would have been
             fine even if you hadn't come along.
    HECTOR:  You're a real charmer, you know that? Anyway, you should take it easy.
             Just ask me or one of the other guys if you need any help.
    FARINA:  What good would that do? Who's going to help a mercenary like me?
    HECTOR:  Would you--
    FARINA:  We mercenaries are pawns, bought for gold.  it would be wrong for us to
             expect friendship from anyone.  All we can trust... is gold.
    HECTOR:  There you go again...
    FARINA:  Speaking of going, good-bye!
    HECTOR:  Hey, wait...
    FARINA:  What now? Wh-What!? Let me go!
    HECTOR:  Will you just calm down? you shouldn't be running around for a while.
             Just, don't leave.  I want to be here if you collapse again, eh?
    FARINA:  N-No! I'm leaving! you're just trying to make a case for lowering my
             wage!
    HECTOR:  Arrgh! I keep telling you this has nothing to do with that! I can't
             just leave someone that looks ready to drop dead any second!
    FARINA:  Hey...H-Hey...
    HECTOR:  Ready? This is no problem.  I'm stronger than the others.  I'm helping
             you cause I want to, got it? So just you relax.
    FARINA:  All... All right.
    
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    FARINA/KARLA     C RANK     CC115
    
    FARINA:  Hey, you! Wait up!
    KARLA:   What?
    FARINA:  I'm Farina! I am a pegasus knight of Ilia!
    KARLA:   ...I'm Karla.
    FARINA:  Nice to meet you, Karla! So...I'll get right to the point.  How much
             are they paying you? Just so you know, I'm getting 20,000 gold!
    KARLA:   ...... I have not recieved any money.
    FARINA:  No way!!
    KARLA:   Wh do you look so surprised? There's nothing I could use the money for,
             anyway.
    FARINA:  Wha--?!
    KARLA:   Hm?
    FARINA:  So, Karla...let me see if I've got this right...You don't need the
             money? But, darling, don't you know? A woman need an income! Maybe...
             you just don't know much about how the world works, right?
    KARLA:   Hmm... Perhaps it is as you say... I am not...connected to this world
             very strongly.  So...most people fight for money, do they? ...Perhaps
             I will ask Lord Hector about it someday.
    FARINA:  Yeah... Yeah, you do that... Maybe you can get back pay!! We should go
             in there and both renegotiate our contracts... Maybe our combined
             efforts will inspire him to give us a special bonus!
    
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    FARINA:  Say, Karla, you're from Sacae, right?
    KARLA:   Yes, you could say that... I've heard that my ancestors sailed here
             from across the seas, however...
    FARINA:  So the tribes in Sacae, they all, like, dance around a fire and chant
             "Ooga Booga," don't they?
    KARLA:   ...They do?
    FARINA:  Don't they? You did say Sacae, didn't you? Karla, you really don't know
             much about the world, do you?
    KARLA:   ...I guess I don't.  Talking with you has been very...illuminating.  I
             grew up in a place that had no contact with Sacae.  Where I grew up, I
             was not even allowed to touch a sword like this.
    FARINA:  Why not?
    KARLA:   Because I am a woman.  Women were not allowed to bear swords.  Women in
             my house were told to do what men say.
    FARINA:  What a tired bunch of hogwash! Men aren't all that great, let me tell
             you! Unless, you know...they're rich...
    KARLA:   But it was not only my country that had such rules... I have travelled
             to many lands... And most are all the same.  Farina, are things
             different where you are from?
    FARINA:  Of course! Well they're the opposite anyway! Women are the only ones
             who put bread on the table.
    KARLA:   Is that so?
    FARINA:  Yes! Pegasi will only allow women to ride them! So only women can be
             Pegasus knights.  The men just work the terraced vegetable fields in
             the mountains.
    KARLA:   I see...
    FARINA:  I guess there is a men's knighht brigade, but it's pretty terrible.
             They're only really good for digging the stables out of snowdrifts
             after a storm, to be honest... So, it's kind of like men are not even
             our equals, really.  They're kind of like luggage, to tell you the
             truth.
    KARLA:   ...That's too bad.  Don't you find that to be a little severe...? Is
             there no sane land in this world?
    
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    FARINA:  So, Karla.  What are you going to do after this all ends? I plan on
             returning home...
    KARLA:   Well, I...
    FARINA:  You haven't even thought about it? I don't know what to do with you!
             You're just not very organized, are you? So, how did you end up
             traveling like this, anyway?
    KARLA:   I was looking for someone.
    FARINA:  Let me guess.  A man, right?
    KARLA:   Yes...a man... I wanted to see him...very badly, so I set out
             traveling.  I felt...attached to him.  I still can't seem to let go...
             I still hope that someday, we can be as we once were...
    FARINA:  Whoa!
    KARLA:   Huh?
    FARINA:  Karla, we've got some talking to do.  You just can't spend you life
             chasing some guy! Capable women live on their own, pay their own bills!
             Do you see what I'm getting at? Does that make sense?
    KARLA:   Um, yes.
    FARINA:  That's why you need to be able to make some money! Oh, yeah! Hey,
             Karla, do you want to be a mercenary with me? We'd be strong and
             beautiful! Who could resist hiring us? And we could split the
             payment...mmm...60/40?
    KARLA:   ...Hmm.  That might be a good idea.  Thanks, Farina.  If you really
             want to, I'd be happy to try that.
    FARINA:  So we have a deal?
    
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    FLORINA:  Sister.
    FARINA:   Oh, Florina...what is it? You're smiling so broadly!
    FLORINA:  Well, I'm happy.  I just can't believe we actually get to fight side
              by side again!
    FARINA:   You excite pretty easily, don't you? It hasn't been that long since
              we last saw each other!
    FLORINA:  But...Fiora had said you'd gone really far away.
    FARINA:   Yeah, I bet she wishes I had! Well, whatever! But, Florina...how have
              you been recently?
    FLORINA:  How have I...been?
    FARINA:   You know...financially.  Are you getting paid what you're worth?
    FLORINA:  Um, yeah.  And everyone here is really nice...
    FARINA:   We're not here to make friends, Florina.  Negotiating your salary is
              a ruthless battle.  You have to be willing to walk away if they try to
              bargain you down even one gold piece!
    FLORINA:  Farina...you never change...
    
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    FLORINA:  ...Well, now that Lyn has been recognized as a noble... I can join the
              marchioness of Caelin.
    FARINA:   Hmmm.  Well, I guess a lot has happened in my absence.  But, Florina,
              have you been well?
    FLORINA:  Well?
    FARINA:   I mean, have you gotten over your fear of men? You must have had a
              hard time of it when you left Ilia on your own! Did you cry yourself
              to sleep every night like you used to?
    FLORINA:  N-No...of course not.  I-I'm a second-rank pegasus knight, aren't I?
    FARINA:   Yeah.  Full-fledged... And...exactly who was it that I could make cry
              at every practice?
    FLORINA:  You... You were...
    FARINA:   And that's not all, come to think of it... Has anyone here seen you at
              a festival? I swear, you are a completely different person once you
              start coming out of your shell!
    FLORINA:  Yeah...but I...
    FARINA:   And I bet Lyn doesn't know anything about all of that, does she? I
              know all kinds of juicy secrets I could tell her...
    FLORINA:  N-No, don't!
    FARINA:   Ah! Here she comes! Lyn! Listen to this! You'll never believe what
              Florina did!
    FLORINA:  No! No! Please don't!
    
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    FARINA:   Hey, Florina? How are you doing?
    FLORINA:  Farina...
    FARINA:   Why so glum? You really look down.
    FLORINA:  B-Because... you said you would keep that stuff secret!
    FARINA:   Yeah, but it's not like Lyn, I mean... Lady Lyndis...cares... She was
              laughing, too! It's not as bad as you make it out to be... ...Not as
              bad as when you started singing the Pegasus Counting Song all the way
              to one hundred at that one festival back when--
    FLORINA:  No! Stop! It's so embarrassing!
    FARINA:   I mean, it's not like I included the part where you got up on that
              table full of food, sat yourself down cross-legged, and started
              belting out that song with a crooked grin on your face! Right?
    FLORINA:  Sob...
    FARINA:   Awww... There, there.  Don't cry...
    FLORINA:  Hey! You're the one who made me cry in the first place!
    FARINA:   Look, I'm sorry.  Maybe I did go a little too far... But you know, I
              had to make sure.  I had to find out if you were the same old Florina.
    FLORINA:  Huh?
    FARINA:   I mean, Florina, suddenly you're just so powerful! You're like a
              different person! I missed the old Florina.  But I feel better now.
              I just had to check and see if she was still there.
    FLORINA:  Oh, Farina...
    FARINA:   Oh no!
    FLORINA:  Wh-What?!
    FARINA:   I have to get going! If I just sit around talking, people will start
              to ask what I do to earn my startlingly high salary! That wouldn't do
              at all!
    
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    FARINA/FIORA     C RANK     CC072
    
    FIORA:   Farina... May I speak with you?
    FARINA:  Hey, Sis! So...I haven't seen you around in a bit...
    FIORA:   ...I'm sorry.  The last time we met, I spoke too harshly.
    FARINA:  It's fine... Besides, I was at fault, anyway.  I always think about
             money first and everything else later...
    FIORA:   No, I should be the one to apologize... And it is only natural that you
             should call me naive.  I mean, of course mercenaries should care about
             when and how much they get paid to fight...
    FARINA:  Aw, now look, it's all behind us...  I was just an idiot! You did
             nothing wrong...
    FIORA:   How can you say that? I was terrible to you, and you were right all
             along! Why can't you get that through your thick skull?!
    FARINA:  I'm telling you...I was not right all along! I never should have flown
             off in a tizzy like that, you dope!
    FIORA:   Stop contradicting me! I was wrong! I should have tried harder to grasp
             your greedy, insensitive ways!
    FARINA:  Now you listen here, you uptight, worn-out... I--! ...Hey.
    FIORA:   ...It's weird, isn't it... Why are we even fighting?
    FARINA:  Um... I dunno.
    FIORA:   Say, Farina... You know I don't hate you, right?
    FARINA:  Yeah, I've always known that.  I mean, I've known you forever, right?
    
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    FIORA:   I... I wonder why we always end up fighting.  It must be all my fault.
             I bet I'm the worst sister in Ilia...
    FARINA:  There you go again, pouting by yourself!
    FIORA:   Farina?
    FARINA:  You just retreat into your own little world and start grumbling like
             that... You just take everything on yourself, do you know that?
    FIORA:   But...
    FARINA:  You were like that before, too, remember? When I was still just a
             pegasus esquire... When my trainee squad was about to die in that
             practice maneuver... You left your own mission and swooped in to rescue
             us...
    FIORA:   ......
    FARINA:  And as a result, the Bern Nobles charged you an outrageous termination
             fee for breach of contract.  You still haven't finished paying off the
             loan you used to cover it yet, have you?
    FIORA:   Well, I... Don't worry about it.  That was my decision, and I've lived
             with it.
    FARINA:  But that's what I'm saying! You're just so naively idealistic! I mean,
             who would do such a thing? I was just a fledgling pegasus esquire! You
             should have left me out there!
    FIORA:   Farina...
    FARINA:  ...But, I mean... ...I was happy, of course... So that's why--that's
             why I want to help... Here, take this...
    FIORA:   Hm?
    FARINA:  Look, I'm the highest-paid pegasus knight around.  It didn't take me
             long to earn that sum.  Go ahead and pay off that loan that's still
             hanging over your head!
    FIORA:   Farina! You were worried about me this whole time?
    FARINA:  Well, of course I was... And besides...it was my fault... And it went
             down on your permanent record and everything...
    FIORA:   Don't be silly! We're family, aren't we? We shouldn't have to think
             about things like that!
    FARINA:  That's what I'm talking about!! Don't be so naively idealistic!! But I
             guess that's what makes you... the sister I love.
    FIORA:   Farina...
    
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    FARINA:  Hey, Sis!
    FIORA:   What is it, Farina?
    FARINA:  Have you seen me out there lately? I am earning every penny of what I'm
             being paid! And more!
    FIORA:   Haha.  I suppose so.  You've become a dazzling pegasus knight.
    FARINA:  So, after this, you'll be heading back to Ilia, right?
    FIORA:   Yes, I plan to.
    FARINA:  Well, don't forget to grab me before you leave!
    FIORA:   ...? So, Farina... You're coming home, too?
    FARINA:  I think you need me, Sis! You're not very good with finances, are you?
             You'd go broke without me around! I don't think I really have a choice!
    FIORA:   Farina... Thank you... That makes me so happy.  I never knew you were
             so...generous...
    FARINA:  Hey, don't get all mushy on me! Come on! It's not like I'm doing this
             for free.  I get a ten percent cut!
    FIORA:   You're kidding!?
    
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    FARINA/KENT     C RANK     CC050
    
    FARINA:  Well, that just about does it... We really showed them a good fight
             today! Eh, Murphy?
    KENT:    Ah!!!
    FARINA:  Oh! Forgive me! I didn't think anyone was there! Murphy, stop flapping
             your wings!
    KENT:    I'm... I'm fine.
    FARINA:  I am Farina, member of the third division of Ilian pegasus knights.
             Hector paid a pretty penny for my services.  20,000 gold.
    KENT:    20,000? My, that's quite a sum... Farina, excuse me for my rudeness.
             I am Kent, a knight of Caelin.  Let us combine our strength, and ride
             on to victory in the service of our lord!
    FARINA:  Whoa!
    KENT:    W-What's the matter?
    FARINA:  You're just so... You're so serious, Kent! You don't think about
             anything but your duty!
    KENT:    ...People often say that.
    FARINA:  I'm not so good with serious types... I feel all cramped and choked
             when I'm around them...
    KENT:    I... I am sorry for that.
    FARINA:  You see, my sister, she's really serious, like you.  She'll jump all
             over your back for any little thing! I wish she could just be a little
             nicer about it, you know?
    KENT:    I'm sure she only does it for your own good... She is such a...
             generous...woman
    
    FARINA:  I knew it! You guys are like peas in a high-strung pod! I just don't
             get along with people like you guys at all.
    KENT:    I must... apologize for that as well.
    
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    FARINA/KENT     B RANK     CC050
    
    FARINA:  Say, Kent, what month were you born?
    KENT:    Why do you ask?
    FARINA:  Just answer the question... What month? No wait! Let me guess... You
             were born... Got it! I bet...according to the standard Elibean
             calendar, you were born in the month of the pegasus! Am I right?
    KENT:    Yes.  That is what my mother tells me.
    FARINA:  Yeah! I knew it!
    KENT:    And what does that mean?
    FARINA:  I was born in the month of the archer! We have zero compatibility! I
             would shoot you down every time!
    KENT:    I must apologize...I think.  But we have seen quite a bit of each other
             lately...
    FARINA:  Yeah, I guess we have... It's like you're there every time I turn
             around... Hey!
    KENT:    ?
    FARINA:  It's not like I have any special feelings for you or anything! It's not
             like that! Don't get the wrong idea!
    KENT:    Hm? Sure... I understand.
    FARINA:  This is probably someone else's doing... ...Like Marcus, or Oswin...
             You know, Merlinus might try something like this, too...
    KENT:    I don't think it is a conspiracy... I mean, what would anyone have to
             gain from making us fight together?
    FARINA:  I guess you're right... Still, it is a little weird.
    
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    FARINA:  Kent!
    KENT:    Ah, we meet again.
    FARINA:  We sure do seem to be bumping into each other a lot lately...
             Especially considering how uncomfortable we both find it being around
             each other...
    KENT:    I don't think any such thing...
    FARINA:  Oh?
    KENT:    I must apologize if that was your impression... But I do not dislike
             being around you...
    FARINA:  O-Oh? ...... Well, if you don't mind, that's good.  You may not be
             rich... And we may not be much alike... But I do feel rather... secure
             when I'm around you.  Ah!
    KENT:    ?
    FARINA:  Don't get me wrong! No offense.  I mean... I just...you know... that's
             all.
    KENT:    ? Sure, I understand.  Well, I'm about to be off.  Are you coming?
    FARINA:  Err... Yeah, sure.  It's not like there's any reason for me not to...
             Let's go!
    
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    KARLA/KAREL     C RANK     CC111
    
    KARLA:  Brother!
    KAREL:  Karla...
    KARLA:  It really is you! It really is you! I've finally found.
    KAREL:  I have been looking for you as well.  Of the six of us, four are gone.
            You and I are all that remain.
    KARLA:  ! No... It can't be!! Brother ...our parents...
    KAREL:  Slain by my blade.
    KARLA:  Unthinkable...
    KAREL:  You are of the same blood; you must understand.  Only one can wield the
            sword.  Our clan lived for this sword, as they died by it.  Our father
            knew this and tried to protect the sword.
    KARLA:  ......
    KAREL:  You were not worth fighting at the time.  But time changes...
            everything.  Beautiful, Karla.
    KARLA:  Brother?
    KAREL:  Your swordsmanship.  It truly is a thing to behold.  So much that I can
            barely resist the urge to strike you down.
    KARLA:  You would kill... me, too?
    KAREL:  Eventually, yes.  It is you or I, Karla.  One and only one can carry
            this sword.
    KARLA:  ......
    
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    KARLA/KAREL     B RANK      CC111
    
    KARLA:  Brother...
    KAREL:  Karla.  Perfect... Shall we begin?
    KARLA:  ......
    KAREL:  Draw your blade, Karla.
    KARLA:  ......
    KAREL:  What? Why do you wait?
    KARLA:  Do you remember, Brother? It was so long ago... We were still little...
    KAREL:  What are you talking about?
    KARLA:  The plains shone scarlet in the twilight... I was crying because I had
            lost my way.  You picked me up and carried me home.
    KAREL:  The memory is...lost to me.  I cannot recall it.
    KARLA:  I remember it so clearly.  The warmth of your back.  If I could, I would
            have stayed that way forever.
    KAREL:  ......
    KARLA:  Brother... I hated the sword.  I never wanted to learn a skill that
            could only be used to kill.  But it was the only way I could get close
            to you, Brother.
    KAREL:  ......
    KARLA:  ...You seem unable to concentrate, Brother.  Forgive me.  Perhaps we
            should duel another day.
    KAREL:  ......
    
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    KAREL/KARLA     A RANK     CC111
    
    KAREL:  Karla... Are you ready?
    KARLA:  Yes.  Do as you wish, Brother.  When I fall to you, I will leave no
            regrets.
    KAREL:  ......
    KARLA:  We are less than human now.  We are no different from our swords
            themselves.  Our hearts are cold, and we count the days we live solely
            by the flesh we cleave.  What meaning can there be in such an existence?
    KAREL:  ......
    KARLA:  Cut me down, Brother.  I simply wanted to hear your voice before I died.
            Now I have.  I am satisfied.
    KAREL:  ......
    KARLA:  ......
    KAREL:  Karla... You haven't changed.  But I have.  I must have.  When I am with
            you, I remember the past.
    KARLA:  Brother...
    KAREL:  Go where you will.  I will not fight you.
    KARLA:  Brother... Brother, what will you do?
    KAREL:  Well...
    KARLA:  I won't stop you... I doubt you can resist the destiny of our blood for
            long... So I will wait for you.  On the scarlet plain.  I will wait for
            my brother to come home...
    KAREL:  ......
    
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    KARLA/BARTRE     C RANK     CC063
    
    BARTRE:  You!
    KARLA:   Hm?
    BARTRE:  So we finally meet again! Now it's time to finish what we started
             earlier! Now, come at me! And don't try anything funny!
    KARLA:   Hm.  Tempting... But is now really the right time?
    BARTRE:  Do you think I care!?! You're going down! Now, raise your sword!
    KARLA:   Don't be hasty.  Lord Eliwood has forbidden us from fighting amongst
             ourselves.  Are you prepeared to return your retainer?
    BARTRE:  Grr... No.
    KARLA:   We don't need interuptions right now.  Why don't we discuss this when
             the battle has ended?
    BARTRE:  Fine, we'll do it your way! But when this ends, be ready! Got it!?
    KARLA:   Why, certainly.
    
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    KARLA/BARTRE     B RANK     CC063
    
    BARTRE:  Grarr! Come here, you!
    KARLA:   Ahh, dear Bartre... So you still live.  What joy.
    BARTRE:  You thought me dead, demon?
    KARLA:   I admit I did at first.  But I did reconsider.  You are too stubborn to
             die.
    BARTRE:  I've lived through far worse! We will finish this next time! Remember
             that!
    KARLA:   You still wish to fight? You poor fool...
    BARTRE:  And you! Where is your will to fight?
    KARLA:   What?
    BARTRE:  You're holding back! And that is the greatest shame on the battlefield!
             I want to fight you untamed! Show me what you've got!
    KARLA:   I would be happy to... But, dear Bartre, you will die.
    BARTRE:  I'm ready to die! All to hone my skill! The warrior's path is not an
             easy one!
    KARLA:   Hmm... I like you... You're...interesting.  Very well.  Then I shall
             bring all of my sword arts to bear...
    
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    KARLA:   Bartre.
    BARTRE:  Oho! It's you!
    KARLA:   So you have improved your skills.  I thought your words at our last
             meeting might have been empty...
    BARTRE:  Never! I will always strive to be best!
    KARLA:   Well... That is an admirable goal.  With that attitude, perhaps someday
             you could best me.
    BARTRE:  What are you saying! You must become stronger as well! We must both
             raise our skill!
    KARLA:   Hm... So we shall.  But there is no need for haste.  And perhaps I
             could help you improve?
    BARTRE:  Enough, braggart! You're no better than me! We are the same, you and I!
    KARLA:   ...Except that I am a woman.
    BARTRE:  I--!
    KARLA:   ...What? Are you so surprised? Surely you must have realized this
             before now!
    BARTRE:  Er... No! I'm sorry! I mean, I forgot!
    KARLA:   You forgot? Whatever do you mean?
    BARTRE:  ...From the first time I met you on the battlefield, I saw a beautiful
             girl... But..after I fought you and realized your strength, I only saw
             the greatest warrior I had ever met.
    KARLA:   ......
    BARTRE:  Did I anger you?
    KARLA:   No.  It's just...
    BARTRE:  Just what?
    KARLA:   Bartre, you are a good man.
    BARTRE:  Hnh?
    KARLA:   I will train harder, so that I do not betray your expectations of me.
             Farewell.
    BARTRE:  K-Karla.  What was I thinking! That was the absolute stupidest thing I
             could have said! What's wrong with me! Am I...in love? Wauuuugghhhhhh!
    
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    KARLA/FARINA     C RANK     CC115
    
    FARINA:  Hey, you! Wait up!
    KARLA:   What?
    FARINA:  I'm Farina! I am a pegasus knight of Ilia!
    KARLA:   ...I'm Karla.
    FARINA:  Nice to meet you, Karla! So...I'll get right to the point.  How much
             are they paying you? Just so you know, I'm getting 20,000 gold!
    KARLA:   ...... I have not recieved any money.
    FARINA:  No way!!
    KARLA:   Wh do you look so surprised? There's nothing I could use the money for,
             anyway.
    FARINA:  Wha--?!
    KARLA:   Hm?
    FARINA:  So, Karla...let me see if I've got this right...You don't need the
             money? But, darling, don't you know? A woman need an income! Maybe...
             you just don't know much about how the world works, right?
    KARLA:   Hmm... Perhaps it is as you say... I am not...connected to this world
             very strongly.  So...most people fight for money, do they? ...Perhaps
             I will ask Lord Hector about it someday.
    FARINA:  Yeah... Yeah, you do that... Maybe you can get back pay!! We should go
             in there and both renegotiate our contracts... Maybe our combined
             efforts will inspire him to give us a special bonus!
    
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    KARLA/FARINA     B RANK     CC115
    
    FARINA:  Say, Karla, you're from Sacae, right?
    KARLA:   Yes, you could say that... I've heard that my ancestors sailed here
             from across the seas, however...
    FARINA:  So the tribes in Sacae, they all, like, dance around a fire and chant
             "Ooga Booga," don't they?
    KARLA:   ...They do?
    FARINA:  Don't they? You did say Sacae, didn't you? Karla, you really don't know
             much about the world, do you?
    KARLA:   ...I guess I don't.  Talking with you has been very...illuminating.  I
             grew up in a place that had no contact with Sacae.  Where I grew up, I
             was not even allowed to touch a sword like this.
    FARINA:  Why not?
    KARLA:   Because I am a woman.  Women were not allowed to bear swords.  Women in
             my house were told to do what men say.
    FARINA:  What a tired bunch of hogwash! Men aren't all that great, let me tell
             you! Unless, you know...they're rich...
    KARLA:   But it was not only my country that had such rules... I have travelled
             to many lands... And most are all the same.  Farina, are things
             different where you are from?
    FARINA:  Of course! Well they're the opposite anyway! Women are the only ones
             who put bread on the table.
    KARLA:   Is that so?
    FARINA:  Yes! Pegasi will only allow women to ride them! So only women can be
             Pegasus knights.  The men just work the terraced vegetable fields in
             the mountains.
    KARLA:   I see...
    FARINA:  I guess there is a men's knighht brigade, but it's pretty terrible.
             They're only really good for digging the stables out of snowdrifts
             after a storm, to be honest... So, it's kind of like men are not even
             our equals, really.  They're kind of like luggage, to tell you the
             truth.
    KARLA:   ...That's too bad.  Don't you find that to be a little severe...? Is
             there no sane land in this world?
    
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    FARINA:  So, Karla.  What are you going to do after this all ends? I plan on
             returning home...
    KARLA:   Well, I...
    FARINA:  You haven't even thought about it? I don't know what to do with you!
             You're just not very organized, are you? So, how did you end up
             traveling like this, anyway?
    KARLA:   I was looking for someone.
    FARINA:  Let me guess.  A man, right?
    KARLA:   Yes...a man... I wanted to see him...very badly, so I set out
             traveling.  I felt...attached to him.  I still can't seem to let go...
             I still hope that someday, we can be as we once were...
    FARINA:  Whoa!
    KARLA:   Huh?
    FARINA:  Karla, we've got some talking to do.  You just can't spend you life
             chasing some guy! Capable women live on their own, pay their own bills!
             Do you see what I'm getting at? Does that make sense?
    KARLA:   Um, yes.
    FARINA:  That's why you need to be able to make some money! Oh, yeah! Hey,
             Karla, do you want to be a mercenary with me? We'd be strong and
             beautiful! Who could resist hiring us? And we could split the
             payment...mmm...60/40?
    KARLA:   ...Hmm.  That might be a good idea.  Thanks, Farina.  If you really
             want to, I'd be happy to try that.
    FARINA:  So we have a deal?
    
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    VAIDA:  So, you are the famed Sword Princess, are you not?
    KARLA:  ......
    VAIDA:  I've heard rumors about you... That you go to fighting coliseums and
            claim countless victories.  They say that no one can even touch you.  So
            you must be terribly strong.
    KARLA:  ...And you are?
    VAIDA:  Rrrr... Me?! Surely you've heard of the Wyvern Generals of Bern? I am
            Vaida.
    KARLA:  ...... No, I've never heard of you...
    VAIDA:  Wh--?
    KARLA:  Was that all you wanted? If so, I have to go.  I'm in a bit of a hurry.
    VAIDA:  W-Wait ! This is no joke! How dare you! I said wait!
    
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    VAIDA:  Hey, you! Wait up! Wait, I said!
    KARLA:  ...What is it?
    VAIDA:  I was calling you! Why did you ignore me? Do you think you can take that
            attitude with me and walk away with both legs?!
    KARLA:  Well, you were yelling from the skies... It is a little hard to hear...
            Now that you've landed, I can hear you better.
    VAIDA:  Don't toy with me, girl! Why should I have to descend to you?
    KARLA:  Don't get excited.  It's bad for your health.
    VAIDA:  Infuriating! I am Vaida, a Wyvern General of Bern!
    KARLA:  So I heard.  Now what do you want?
    VAIDA:  Shut up! I don't have to explain myself to you! I knew who you were, and
            you had never heard of me! It's infuriating!
    KARLA:  Don't take it too hard.  I started this journey to find someone... I
            haven't bothered to remember anyone else I met along the way.
    VARLA:  H-How dare you treat me like this!!
    KARLA:  And the only reason I went to those coliseums, was to look for him...
            Ah... Brother...
    VAIDA:  Hey, snap out of it! Come on! This really burns my bridle! Remember this
            moment, girl! I will show you my true power!
    
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    VAIDA:  Karla! Wait up!
    KARLA:  What is it?
    VAIDA:  What do you think?! I'm fighting by your side just so that you can see
            how strong I am! So, did you get an eyeful?
    KARLA:  Yes.
    VAIDA:  So, you understand now.  You understand the true power of the Wyvern
            Generals?!
    KARLA:  Yes, I understand.
    VAIDA:  G-Good.  And...? You understand why I am feared and reviled by my
            enemies? I don't know what this "Sword Princess" has got, but compared
            to me...
    KARLA:  Look, is that all? I have to go.  I'm in a hurry.
    VAIDA:  ............ Arrggghhhh! Umbriel, we will eat her eyes!! You are mocking
            me!! Fine! Draw your sword! We will settle this now!
    KARLA:  Why?
    VAIDA:  What do you mean, why?! I...
    KARLA:  ...There's no real need to fight, is there? We are not enemies.
    VAIDA:  Wha--?
    KARLA:  It is our fate to have met as allies.  Why should we not cooperate on
            the battlefield?
    VIADA:  Because! As things are, if we do nothing... Then we'll never know who is
            stronger!!
    KARLA:  Oh, is that what you're on about... ...Well, how about I be the weaker?
            Would that help? I don't care much for fighting anyway.
    VAIDA:  Arrrggggh! You don't even want to fight me?! Ohhh, my lance aches to
            rest in your heart!
    KARLA:  ...Alright then.  Just give me some time.  Once all of this is over
            with, we can fight.
    VAIDA:  Good.  And fight we shall.
    KARLA:  ...I think we could be good friends...
    VAIDA:  ...What is with you? You are perhaps the most infuriating person I have
            ever met!!
    
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    NINIAN/FLORINA     C RANK     CC070
    
    NINIAN:   Ah...Dame Florina...
    FLORINA:  You know... You really don't have to call me that.  You can just call
              me Florina.
    NINIAN:   Oh... All right... Miss Florina.  Say, Miss Florina, you're from Ilia,
              right?
    FLORINA:  Um, yes.  Ninian, you know about Ilia?
    NINIAN:   Yes... There are white mountains covered with snow, and... I was,
              um...born there.
    FLORINA:  Y-You were? Wow...you and I are from the same place, then.  That's
              funny...I fell so much closer to you now... Well, we should definitely
              talk more...
    NINIAN:   Sure, that would be nice.
    
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    FLORINA:  Um, Ninian...?
    NINIAN:   Yes? What is it, Miss Florina?
    FLORINA:  Can I... Can I ask you for some advice?
    NINIAN:   You want to ask me for advice? What about?
    FLORINA:  Well, you see, I... I'm really bad at talking to men... And I can't
              seem to even get along with all of the soldiers we fight alongside...
              So what do you think I could do to...you know, make it easier to talk
              to people?
    NINIAN:   Well... I feel like you sort of... picked the wrong person to ask...
              I don' think I'm really all that good at talking to people either...
    FLORINA:  Oh...all right... I just thought... You know, you're just so easy to
              talk to...
    NINIAN:   Well, I feel the same way...about you.
    FLORINA:  So then... We can count on each other as friends from now on, right?
    NINIAN:   Yes... absolutely!
    
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    FLORINA:  So, Ninian, where in Ilia were you born? Because... I was born in
              Edessa.  That's where the pegasi gather ...at the spring of Pyrene.
    NINIAN:   I... I am not so good at geography... But it was near the tallest
              mountain in Ilia.
    FLORINA:  You mean the mountain of the Ice Dragon?
    NINIAN:   ...Ice Dragon?
    FLORINA:  Yes.  A long time ago, there was a tall mountain where an ice dragon
              lived.  Don't you know the story?
    NINIAN:   I'm sorry, I don't... I've been traveling for a long time with my
              brother, and...
    FLORINA:  Oh...I see... Well, a long time ago, there was an ice dragon in Ilia.
              And this kind dragon helped the people of Ilia, who had trouble living
              in snow year round.  But a war broke out between dragons and people...
              And the kind dragons, not wanting to hurt the humans, went off to a
              faraway place.
    NINIAN:   ......
    FLORINA:  My sister first told me that story as a child to make me go to bed...
              Even now, every year, the people in that area make an offering to the
              mountain... When I was little, I so wanted to meet the ice dragon that
              I braved the cold and waited all night next to the place of
              offering... But I saw dawn the next morning, and the dragon never
              came... Then I caught a cold and my sister got very upset with me...
    NINIAN:   ...You waited all night? Miss Florina... Weren't you afraid of the
              dragon?
    FLORINA:  Afraid? Why?
    NINIAN:   Doesn't everyone think that dragons are terrifying, man-eating beasts?
              I mean, how could two different species ever get along?
    FLORINA:  It doesn't matter what species you are... Look at me.  My pegasus and
              I are of different species...
    NINIAN:   Yeah, I guess so...
    FLORINA:  Pegasi are all very shy around humans... But I'm kind of that way,
              too... At first this sweet mare and I were so afraid of each other...
              It didn't go so well... But we played together, and swam together...
              And soon, we began to understand each other... And that's how we
              became friends... So even if two beings may be shaped a little
              differently... That doesn't mean they can't get along.
    NINIAN:   I see... Yeah, you must be right! I mean...we get along, don't we?
    
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    NINIAN/HAWKEYE    C RANK     CC105
    
    NINIAN:   ......
    HAWKEYE:  You are...safe?
    NINIAN:   Yes, Lord Hawkeye.  I... Thank you.
    HAWKEYE:  ...You look tired.  I will ask Lord Eliwood to give you lighter
              duties...
    NINIAN:   No... I'm fine...
    HAWKEYE:  I see.  Then I will go.  Be careful.
    NINIAN:   Yes... Excuse me, Lord Hawkeye... Thank you for caring so much
              for...someone like me.
    HAWKEYE:  ...In the village, I have a daughter.  You look like you could be...
              a friend of hers...
    NINIAN:   The village...?
    HAWKEYE:  Nabata village.  My home.
    
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    NINIAN:   Lord Hawkeye... You live in Nabata, don't you?
    HAWKEYE:  Yes.  Deep within the dunes, behind the desert wind... there lies our
              home, the village of dragons.
    NINIAN:   Village of...dragons?
    HAWKEYE:  Our village is protected by Athos... ...It is also called Utopia.
              Humans and dragons live together ...in peace.
    NINIAN:   Humans and dragons? Is...that true? Does such a place really exist?
    HAWKEYE:  It does.
    NINIAN:   ...... I...traveled with Nils for a long time... But I had never
              heard of it...
    HAWKEYE:  The village of dragons...exists.  There are humans there, and dragons.
              There is no fighting.
    NINIAN:   What... ...a wonderful place it must be.  ......Dragons... living
              with people... ...I have dreamed of it...
    HAWKEYE:  ......
    
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    NINIAN:   Lord Hawkeye.
    HAWKEYE:  ......
    NINIAN:   May I... Ask you something? I... Well...
    HAWKEYE:  I know.  You need say nothing.  I have heard it from my master...
    NINIAN:   From Lord Athos?
    HAWKEYE:  Listen.  My master said this to me... Humans and dragons fight and
              fear one another... This has not changed for a thousand years.  Most
              humans now have never seen a dragon, but the fear still remains,
              carried down over time...
    NINIAN:   Yes...
    HAWKEYE:  But humans can change.  Humans live only a short time, but they can
              learn and feel much in that time.  So they can change.
    NINIAN:   ......
    HAWKEYE:  Humans and dragons can understand one another.  The day they will
              understand each other will come.  I believed the master when he said
              so.
    NINIAN:   Yes... I... believe it, too.
    
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    FREQUENTLY ASKED QUESTIONS
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         Got a few questions here now...
    
    Q: Are Marth and Roy in this game?
    A: Marth is not, and neither is Roy, well sorta.  Roy is not a playable
       character in any way but he is refered to sometimes (Hectors prophecy)
       and he also appears in a cutscene.
    
    Q: ____ died, is there any way to revive him/her?
    A: If he/she died before the end of Lyn's tutorial missions then yes, but after
       that he/she will be forced to sit out and may only appear for story reasons.
    
    Q: Does support conversation effect the ending of the game like extra
       CG pics or cutscenes?
    A: Yea converstions do effect the ending in big ways.  For some characters you
       may get an extra cutscene but very few.  Also the endings may change for the
       pair of people you reach A in.  Soon I will include which conversations add
       to the ending and which ones reward you with a CG.
    
    Q: Can you replay maps to go back to shops for extra items?
    A: No, you cannot go back after a level is completed, though you can restart the
       level mid-play in case you have forgotten something using soft reset or
       whatnot.
    
    Q: Can your weapons be repaired in some way that you can use them longer than
       the initial usage number?
    A: There is a staff you get as you are playing through the game that has the
       power to repair items.  Other than that though there is no way.  Even though
       the staff cannot repair itself.
    
    Q: Besides enhancing the ending can the support feature do anything else?
    A: Support conversations add to characters stat points, in a hidden way you
       don't see.  Your strength may go up if you have someone at "A" rank but you
       cannot actually see that boost, it is a hidden value.  The characters
       elements have to do with what stat boosts you gain secretly.  I hope to have
       a chart or something that lists the boosts after I am finished with the
       conversations.
    
    Q: Is Lucius a boy or girl?
    A: He is a boy.
    
    Q: Is Erk a boy or girl?
    A: He is also a boy.
    
    Q: Why can't I get the Support conversations? I have had ____ next to ____ for
       the set amount of turns...
    A: There are a couple reasons that you might not be getting them, one is that
       you are still in Lyndis's story, the first 10 levels are Lyndis's story, so
       until you clear that you cannot get any Support conversations.
       Another reason is that you have already gotten a conversation for that pair
       this level.  What I mean is that if you get a support conversation between
       Erk and Serra in a certain level, then it is not possible to get another
       conversation between them until the next stage.
    
    Q: How can Renault and Karla get support up to A? They are only in your party for
       the last 2 levels!
    A: Ah... I get this question mailed to me quite a bit, but it isn't that hard to
       figure out.  The thing is the last stage is actually separated by two different
       parts. (I am sure you can tell when the first one ends and the second part
       begins) So you indeed get Renault and Karla to A rank, you just have to get
       two levels of support in one level.
    
    Q: Can I send you some conversations that you don't have included in your FAQ?
    A: Now this is a question I wish I would of put in here earlier, you can send me
       any conversations I do not have but the thing is MAKE SURE they are not in
       there already cause these are a major pain to type up so if you have a
       handful to send in be positive.  Also if you want to be included in the
       credits of my FAQ please give me a name or alias that you wish to be credited.
       This might speed up the process of this FAQ even though it is nearly done.
       anyways, thanks.
    
    Anymore questions that anyone has can be mailed to me.
    
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    CONTACT INFORMATION
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         If anyone out there has any questions or suggestions for me, please, feel
    free to drop me a line at muff_jiggalo@hotmail.com.
    
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    CREDITS
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         I'd like to give credit where credit is due if I may.
    
    Matthewcarter50, for helping me gather up some of the conversations.
    
    Paul, for adding a handful of conversations to the list.
    
    thalax5, for adding a few to the list.
    
    Gamefreak814, giving me some of the more recent conversations.
    
    Tracy Smith, for adding a few funny conversations.
    
    dutchbest, for helping me put the finishing touches on the FAQ
    
    and Neonclover from the Fire Emblem Sanctuary of Strategy for the convos left.
    
    If I have left you out, please, contact me...
    
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