Prologue

## Intro 1
## Pellinore, Helizabel, Lunete, and Escanor, arrive in the city
\g[City]
\f[6|Lunete]\f[5|Helizabel]
\s[5]
You can open your eyes now, Brother.|
\s[-2]

\f[1|Escanor]\f[2|Pellinore]
\s[2]
Ah... Was I doing that again?|

\s[6]
I'm sorry to admit it, but yes, milord.|

\s[1]
You had such a hold on me,\n
I could hardly breathe!|

\s[6]\m[6|6]
Escanor!|

\s[1]\e[1|1]
Hah! Apologies, milord, I jest.|

\s[2]
I apologize, I know this is not very fitting\n
of the next potential Marquess of Fafnir...|

\s[5]\e[1|0]
Sigh... We can worry about that later. For\n
now, we should make for the meeting with\n
the other leaders of the Merovin Alliance.|

\s[2]
Of course, Eliza. Lunete, Escanor, please\n
take this time to rest. We may need to hurry\n
back to Fafnir depending on what we hear today.|

\s[6]
Of course, Lord Pellinore.|

\s[1]
Hopefully we can find something\n
to eat... I am famished!|

\s[5]
Is that all you think about, Escanor? Food?|

\s[1]
Of course not, Lady Helizabel!\e[1|1]\n
... I like spirits as well.|
\s[-2]
\w[8]

\f[1|nil]
\w[16]

\s[5]\b[5|2]
He is impossible...|

\s[6]
Worry not,\b[5|0] I will keep him from\n
the alcohol. You have my word.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
Ever reliable. Thank you, Lunete.|
\s[-2]

## Pellinore & Helizabel move north, Cavaliers head east

## Intro 2
\g[Castle]
\r[2]\f[2|Ywain]\w[8]
\s[2]
... ... ...|
\s[-2]

\r[2]
\s[2]
Oh, there you are.|
\s[-2]

\f[6|Pellinore]\m[6|5]\w[8]\f[6|Helizabel]\w[8]
\s[6]
Apologies for our tardiness, Lord Ywain.|

\s[5]
It is... mostly my fault. Please relay that\n
to the rest of the members waiting on us.|

\s[2]
Bah, you're not late. We're still waiting\n
on Lady Pelles as well as Lord Kaheden.|\n
Not to mention Lord Claudin, although\n
he's a lot more understandable given\n
his illness. He may be sending an envoy.|

\s[6]
Lord Kahaden is not here yet? Odd...\n
I would have expected him to be the\n
first one of the league to arrive.|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Knowing him, he probably got distracted\n
by some new idea and lost track of time.|

\s[2]
Regardless, we have time to loaf around.|\e[5|0]\n
Or rather, you two do. My father wants\n
me in his shadow to 'absorb as much as\n
possible from his interactions'.|

\s[5]
Lord Urien just wants you to be prepared\n
to take control of Reginn once the time\n
comes, Ywain. You should be honored.|

\s[2]
... Eh, I don't know about that.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]

## Base
## Convo with Pelles & Helizabel
\g[Gate]
\f[2|KnightM-1]\fc[2|Heior]\name[2|Knight]
\f[1|CavalierF-1]\fc[1|Heior]\name[2|Cavalier]
\f[5|Pelle]
\s[2]
Lady Pelles, this way--|

\s[5]
Bah! I know that, you blasted fool!\n
Get out of my way, you lot already\n
made me late with your nonsense!|

\s[1]
But, Lady Pelles, in your advanced age,\n
you really shouldn't be overexerting--|

\s[5]
EXCUSE ME? If I wanted to hear wisecracks\n
like that, I would have had children! Now,\n
move! I have places to be, you nincompoops!|
\s[-2]

\s[2]
R-right away, Lady Pelles...|

\s[1]
Of course, my apologies, Lady Pelles...|
\s[-2]

\f[1|nil]\f[2|nil]
\w[16]
\s[5]
Hmph. Why my nephew insists I be escorted\n
everywhere around my own country is beyond my\n
understanding. Perhaps he's waiting for me to die.|
\s[-2]

\f[1|Helizabel]\m[1|2]
\s[2]
Well, you will need to continue\n
to disappoint him, Lady Pelles.|

\s[5]\e[5|1]
Helizabel, dear! It's always good\n
to see your face as opposed to that\n
old raisin of a father of yours.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
I am sure he shares such sentiments.|

\s[5]
When you return to Fafnir, be sure to\n
let him know I said that, heh heh heh.|\n
When is he giving you the reins to\n
the territory anyway? You've more than\n
enough experience at this point!|

\s[2]\e[2|0]
Do you not remember? Pellinore was\n
named Father's heir. He is here, now.|

\s[5]\m[5|5]\e[5|0]
What!? That... mewling child!? What is\n
that fool Lot thinking!? You would make a\n
much better marquess! This is infuriating...|

\s[2]
You said the same thing to\n
me some twenty years ago.|

\s[5]
... Oh. I really am getting old.\n
Still! It makes no sense to me.|

\s[2]
I was always a bastard, Lady Pelles. As\n
well as woman. I was never in the running.|

\s[5]
Bah. And here I thought with myself and\n
Sebile in positions of power, Lot would\n
get with the damn times. I'm sorry, dear.|

\s[2]
There is nothing to be sorry about.\n
This is something I have had many years\n
to accept. It no longer bothers me.|\n
Pellinore will grow into his role, and\n
I know he will not leave me behind.|

\s[5]
... I would not be so sure.\n
I should get my preparations in\n
order... I will see you later.|

\s[2]
Of course.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[16]

\s[5]
... Stupid old crow. Open your damn\n
eyes to the genius you're neglecting!|
\s[-2]

## Convo with Urien, Sebile & Ywain
\g[Chamber]
\f[5|Sebile]
\f[2|Urien]\f[1|Ywain]
\s[5]
So Lord Urien, how was your journey?\n
I've heard you've been dealing with\n
bandit problems in Reginn recently.|

\s[2]
Ugh, the savages are everywhere! There is\n
no doubt in my mind their boldness stems\n
from Avilion's declaration of war.|

\s[5]
They are an opportunistic bunch...\n
I always thought of them as fairly\n
stupid, but they pick their moves wisely.|

\s[2]
Do not give them that much credit.\n
They are as intelligent as wild animals.\n
Following their instincts to survive.|

\s[1]
... ... ...|

\s[5]
I think underestimating your enemies\n
is a way to open up yourself to defeat.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
Enemies? Is that your attempt at comedy\n
Lady Sebile? They are mere nuisances.|\n
Ywain, give your opinion. Tell her.|
\s[-2]
\w[4]

\f[1|Ywain]
\s[1]
Er... Honestly? I think Lady Sebile is\n
right, we need to formulate a plan\n
to deal with their growing aggression.|\n
Ignoring them and assuming they'll just\n
kill themselves on some poor villager's\n
sword is an unrealistic expectation.|

\s[2]\e[2|0]
... Clearly you have much to learn.|

\s[5]
I don't know, it seems to me\n
that your son is taking this a\n
lot more seriously than you are.|

\s[2]
My son is also an inexperienced child.\n
We have bigger problems to face: Avilion.|\n
You two tell me, which is more important:\n
saving some nameless village from bandits\n
or saving this kingdom from an invasion?|

\s[1]
... The latter--|

\s[2]
Precisely my point. Focus on what is important.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[8]
\s[1]
Augh...|
\s[-2]

\f[1|nil]
\w[16]

\s[5]
... You know, Lord Urien, it's possible\n
for both of things to be important.|
\s[-2]

## Convo with Pellinore, Merlina & Kaheden
\g[Dungeon]
\f[6|Merlina]\m[6|4]\r[4]\w[5]
\s[4]
Come on, Pelly! If you walk that slow,\n
I'm not going to have the chance to\n
show you everything I wanted to!|
\s[-2]
\f[4|nil]
\w[16]
\f[6|Pellinore]
\s[6]\b[6|2]
Hah... Hah... Merlina, you're practically running!|
\s[-2]

\b[6|0]\w[5]
\m[6|5]\w[4]
\s[5]
Wait, where did you go...?|
\s[-2]

\f[1|Merlina]\m[1|2]\w[8]
\s[2]
I'm right here, no need to be scared.|

\s[5]\m[5|5]
I-I wasn't scared! I just didn't\n
know what happened to you.|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
Right, right of course--|\m[2|2]\e[2|0]\r[2]\n
Ah! What... What was that!?|
\s[-2]

\m[5|5]
\s[5]\e[5|1]
Now who's scared? Hahaha...\n
Hey there, Lord Kaheden!|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[16]\m[5|6]\w[4]
\f[5|Merlina]\w[8]
\f[1|Kaheden]\m[1|2]\w[2]\e[2|1]
\s[2]
Greetings, my Lord and Lady!|

\s[5]
Lord Kaheden... You didn't have\n
to sneak up on me like that!|

\s[2]
Sorry, sorry, I just couldn't resist.\e[2|0]\n
What are the two of you doing down here?|

\s[6]
Merlina was showing me some of the treasures\n
here in Otr. Or at least that was the plan.|

\s[5]
It's still the plan! Lord Kaheden, do you want to join us?|

\s[2]
Oh, that wouldn't be a good idea. I know you\n
mean well, and we're all allies here, but that\n
sounds like information I shouldn't be privy to.|

\s[5]\e[5|0]\e[6|0]
What? What do you mean?|

\s[6]
I'm also confused...|

\s[2]
... With an incoming war with Avilion, we\n
don't know who may already have decided\n
where they stand in this conflict.|

\s[6]\m[6|6]
Lord Kaheden... Are you suggesting that--|

\s[2]
Yes. One can never be too sure. Sure,\n
Merovin is one kingdom, but we are split\n
into territories. Little city-states.|

\s[5]
But, we have the Merovian Alliance!|

\s[2]
True, but not everyone is exactly\n
a fan of that alliance. You two need\n
not worry about me of course, but...|\n
In times of war, one can never be\n
too cautious. Remember those words.|
\s[-2]

\w[16]

\s[2]\e[2|1]
Anyway, enough with the dramatics!\n
I shall see you two upstairs once\n
Lord Claudin arrives, yes?|

\s[5]
Er... Yes.|

\s[6]
We'll see you later...|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]
\w[16]
\f[5|nil]\w[5]
\f[2|Merlina]\m[6|5]\w[4]

\s[5]
... Do you think he's right?|
\s[-2]

\w[4]
\s[2]
Lord Kaheden isn't know for his\n
seriousness... I've never see him like\n
that. But who would turn traitor?|

\s[5]
I have no idea myself... But it's a good\n
idea to keep our eyes and ears open.|

\s[2]
Right! Oh, also, Pelly.|

\s[5]
Hmm?|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
If you turn traitor, I'm going to smack\n
you over the head with one of my staves.|

\s[5]\m[5|5]\e[5|1]
Well, if YOU turn traitor, I'll\n
tell everyone about when you almost\n
poisoned my father with your cooking.|

\s[2]\m[2|2]\e[2|0]
Hey! It wasn't that bad!|
\s[-2]

## Cavaliers 1 & 2 in town see the Pegasus Knight from Hreidmar (unlocked after all 3 convos finished)
\g[Town]
\r[3]\f[3|Escanor]\e[3|1]
\s[3]
Whew! Now that hit the spot. Nothing\n
like some honey-baked pheasant and ale\n
to bring you back to life, right Lunete?|
\s[-2]

\r[3]\e[3|0]\w[4]
\s[3]
Lunete?|
\s[-2]

\f[6|Lunete]
\s[6]\b[6|1]
... ... ...|

\s[3]
Er... are you all right?|

\s[6]\b[6|2]
G-gib me a min... minute...\n
M-my he-head is spin... ing...|

\s[3]\e[3|1]
Hah! Lightweight.|
\s[-2]

\m[6|5]\w[4]

\s[5]\e[5|2]\b[5|0]
Sh-sh-shaddup... Th-this is... your fault...|

\s[3]
Now now, I didn't tell you to\n
drink that much! You always forget\n
you can't handle your alcohol.|

\s[5]\b[5|1]
... ... ...|

\s[3]\b[3|0]
Don't worry, I have an antitoxin.\n
Although the hangover won't be nice\n
tomorrow morning. Up to you.|

\s[5]
... I need... bucket... Wait here...|
\s[-2]

\f[5|nil]

\s[3]\e[3|1]
If she didn't insist on keeping up\n
with me, this wouldn't happen. Alas,\n
nothing I can do about that.|
\s[-2]

\event

\f[1|Brunhilda]
\s[1]
You there! Which... Which way\n
do I go to get to the castle!?|

\s[3]\r[3]
Huh?|

\s[1]\m[1|1]
The castle!! How do I get to the castle!?|

\s[3]
Whoa, calm down! Just follow this road, it\n
leads straight to it. What's the hurry, miss--|
\s[-2]

\f[1|nil]
\w[16]

\s[3]
... All right then... that was weird.|
\s[-2]

\f[6|Lunete]\m[6|5]\w[4]
\s[5]
Augh... This is awful...|

\s[3]\r[3]
At least you've sobered up\n
enough to ride. You need to\n
know your limits, Lunete.|

\s[5]
... I only drink because of you.|

\s[3]\e[3|1]
Why thank you! I didn't know\n
you enjoyed my company enough\n
to join in on the festivities!|

\s[5]
... That was not a compliment.|
\s[-2]

\f[5|nil]

\s[3]
Ah, Lunete, ever the cold shoulder.|
\s[-2]

\r[3]\r[3|0]\w[16]
\s[3]
I do wonder what was going on\n
with that Pegasus Knight earlier...\n
Wish I got a good look at her.|
\s[-2]

## Scene 1
\g[Chamber]
\f[5|Sebile]\f[2|SoldierM-1]\fc[2|Otr]\name[2|Soldier]
\s[5]
Hmm... Still no word from Lord Claudin?|

\s[2]
Unfortunately not, Lady Sebile.\n
Should we wait a little longer?|

\s[5]
... Yes, we can't just start without\n
all of our allies present. It would\n
be a poor showing to everyone involved.|

\s[2]
Understood.|
\s[-2]

\f[2|nil]

\w[16]

\f[1|Urien]\f[2|Pelle]\f[3|Kaheden]\f[6|Pellinore]
\s[3]
Well?|

\s[5]
Still no news from Lord Claudin...\n
I know he has his illness, but if\n
he can't make it himself, he always\n
sends someone in his place at least.|

\s[2]
Bah! I made it all the way here in my\n
old age, he can figure something out!|\n
Come now, Lady Sebile, we have no time\n
to waste! This is a serious situation.|

\s[3]
As much as I enjoy Lord Claudin,\n
I think Lady Pelle is right.|\n
Lord Pellinore can relay any information\n
from this meeting to him when he\n
returns home to Fafnir to Lord Lot.|

\s[6]
Right...|

\s[1]
Well, I for one am against this; how--|
\s[-2]

\event

\s[5]
Wait! Hold that thought, who is that\n
woman who just burst into the room?|
\s[-2]

\f[1|nil]\f[2|nil]\f[3|nil]
\w[8]
\f[4|Urien]\o[5]\o[6]\w[16]
\f[1|Brunhilda]\m[1|2]\w[8]
\s[5]
Your armor is of Hreidmar; are you\n
Lord Claudin's representative?|

\s[2]
No... Well, yes... Ack! None of that\n
matters right now, Lady Sebile!|

\s[4]
Out with it, girl! What is it?|

\s[2]
Avilion has invaded Merovin!|
\s[-2]

\event

\s[5]\m[5|5]\e[5|2]
What!? This soon?|

\s[2]
Yes... They sent an aerial squadron across the\n
Lanval mountains and decimated our soldiers...|

\s[4]
That witch... Queen Leodogran...\n
She truly has lost her senses!|

\s[2]
Lord Claudin sent our soldiers north to try\n
and intercept, while I was sent here to get\n
help as fast as possible. We have to leave! Now!|

\s[5]
Understood, there's no time to waste.|

\s[6]
I will gather my troops and leave for\n
Hreidmar at once. Hurry back and inform\n
Lord Claudin that help is on the way.|
\s[-2]

\f[6|nil]\f[2|nil]\f[4|nil]

\f[1|Urien]\f[2|Pelle]\f[3|Kaheden]

\s[5]\e[5|0]
Lord Urien, Lord Kaheden, we should make\n
haste for Lyngh as quickly as possible in case\n
Avilion tries to cross the Morholt strait.|

\s[1]
Of course, I will send a runner to Reginn\n
and get soldiers here as fast as I can.|

\s[3]
Lyngh is my home... I won't see it taken\n
by the likes of Avilion any time soon.|
\s[-2]

\f[1|nil]\f[3|nil]

\s[2]
You don't want my army in Lyngh as well?|

\s[5]
Lady Pelles, your territory lies on the border\n
of the Safir river and Tor mountains, near western\n
Avilion. You need to bolster that section first.|

\s[2]
Ah... Good point. I will take my\n
leave. Good luck to all of you.|
\s[-2]

## Scene 2
\g[Village]
\f[2|Pellinore]\f[1|Helizabel]\w[16]
\f[5|Escanor]\f[6|Lunete]
\s[2]
Are our preparations complete? Can we go?|

\s[5]
We should be fine... Right Lunete?|

\s[6]
Hmm? What are you-- Oh.\n
... Yes, I am fine, Escanor.|

\s[1]
Then let us get moving.|

\s[6]
Of course! Climb on, we'll make\n
short work of the road ahead.|
\s[-2]

## Outro 1
\g[Hall]
\f[2|Ywain]\w[32]\f[5|Urien]
\s[2]
Father, there you are. Do you want me\n
going with you to the Lyngh border?\n
Or maybe going after Pellinore to\n
support the Hreidmor border?|

\s[5]
Neither. You are to remain here.|

\s[2]
What? Why?|

\s[5]
I need someone here I can trust, Ywain.|

\s[2]
Trust... Do you suspect foul play?|

\s[5]
Suspect? No. But I'm aware that all of\n
these people here are capable of treachery.|

\s[2]
But, if you suspect someone is going\n
to turn on us, why leave me here in\n
someone else's territory--|

\s[5]
Ywain. Just stay here. Await my\n
instructions. Can you do that for me?|

\s[2]\e[2|2]
... Yes, Father.|

\s[5]
Thank you. And if anything changes,\n
notify me as soon as possible, all right?|

\s[2]
Of course.|
\s[-2]

\f[5|nil]
\w[16]

\s[2]
... Gah, come on! I came to fight,\n
not to sit my my hands and wait!|\n
Pellinore gets to save the day while\n
I'm forced to play messenger boy.|
\s[-2]

\f[6|Merlina]\m[6|5]\w[5]
\s[5]
... Well, if it makes you feel any\n
better, my mother left me behind too.|

\s[2]\e[2|0]
Eh, that's different Melina, you know\n
you can't actually fight out there.|

\s[5]\e[5|2]\m[5|5]
What!? You take that back! I have\n
my mother's blood in me, you know!|

\s[2]\e[2|1]
True, but you don't have her axe.|

\s[5]
I... Yeah, I guess you're right...|
\s[-2]