050 blair.ardoome

///C
Blair:
So, Ardoome, how were things going back home before you came to join us?
Ardoome:
Things have been stable. Our father came out of retirement to manage things. Your other older brother has been helping out as well. I'd say Ernterre is already recovering, quite smoothly too.
Blair:
That's reassuring. Nice to know Cael is taking things seriously.
Ardoome:
Huh huh, he's quite nervous about this ordeal. If this army falls and we all die, he'd be Duke.
Blair:
Huh, I never gave it that much thought.
Ardoome:
He's got nothing to worry about, of course. With two Ospreys as well as Lord Orion, this war is as good as done. Dark god, evil incarnate, or not, we're the best this world has to offer! Toooh!
Ardoome:
Heh, well, try not to show off with your dance moves too much. These guys are some of the most brutal enemies I've faced.
Blair:
Why don't we show them real brutality then? And more importantly, be stylish while we do it!
Ardoome:
Hmph, Of course, my brother.

///B
Ardoome:
Well, Blair, I'm surprised! You can actually keep up with me now!
Blair:
I told you, the enemies we've been fighting are real brutal. I had to get tough or die.
Ardoome:
And tough you've become. You still lack something though...
Blair:
Hmm?
Ardoome:
Isn't it obvious? Style, my boy. Sure you can grind your opponents to dust, but you've got no flair about it.
Blair:
This again, huh? I don't have time for that. If you want me to intimidate the enemy, I do that already. My battle cry has become legend in this army.
Ardoome:
No no no. You simply need more style is what I'm saying. Strike a pose every once and a while, will you? Show these vermin what you're really made of! Don't you want to make our ancestors proud?
Blair:
Our ancestors weren't ballet dancers.
Ardoome:
How do you know?
Blair:
You're impossible.

///A
Ardoome:
Hmm...
Blair:
What is it, brother?
Ardoome:
I've got no doubt we're gonna win this, you know? But we've still got much more to do afterwards.
Blair:
I know that.
Ardoome:
It's possibly more than you would think. ... I've been keeping something a secret since I've arrived... The duke of Vanheim has been acting very suspicious.
Blair:
What do you mean?
Ardoome:
I don't know. At first, I thought he was just behaving odd due to Lord Volund's death. He's up to something though, I know it.
Blair:
You don't think he cut a deal with the Dark Sect, do you?
Ardoome:
I don't think so. Whatever he is planning, it's something unrelated to current happenings... But whatever it is, it's our duty as Ospreys to defend Ernterre if he poses a threat to it. This is why I want you to expand your horizons. Duke Vanheim is a crafty man, I don't think mere strength is enough to deal with him.
Blair:
And me learning how to pose helps this, how?
Ardoome:
Flexibility of the body leads to flexibility of the mind. We almost lost Ernterre in this war, if another one happens, I want to be sure we are prepared this time.
Blair:
And I thought you were just being an idiot all this time.
Ardoome:
Blair, after the duke, we're next in line for the throne. As such, we should always take our positions seriously.
Blair:
... Well, if you think it helps in some way...
Ardoome:
Huh huh... Now that's the spirit!