Briarland - Forest (Night)
|
If you're Night Raven College messengers, you probably know this anyway, but… |
|
My name's Lilia. Courtesy name Vanrouge. |
|
I've got this clunky title my country dumped on me, but you're not my men. |
|
So call me whatever you want...as long as it's not Father. |
|
Yes, sir… |
Baur |
This great man is the General of the Right in Briarland's royal guard, and presides over our land's security! |
Baur |
Even human foreigners should know who the Running Rampart of the Verdurous Moor is! |
Baur |
Normally you would never be worthy of standing in his presence! Bow your heads at once! |
| Yes, sir! | (This is something straight out of a medieval drama.) |
|
And what are your names, humans? |
|
…Silver. |
|
I'm Grim, and this here's my hench-human MC. |
|
Sebek Zigvolt, sir. |
|
Same surname as Baur. Actually, your features are vaguely similar… |
Baur |
What?! This human and I? Similar? Ridiculous! |
*Baur removes his mask*
|
There, you see?! We look nothing alike! |
|
Mrah! He looks just like Sebek! |
|
Oh... Oh... Grandpa… |
|
Grandpa? I have no grandchildren.Don't speak such nonsense, human! |
|
You don't even have the signature Zigvolt scales.You just happen to share our surname. |
|
It isn't nonsense, sir! I was born a Zigvolt-I carry fae blood! |
|
My mother has your same scales. |
|
Then why don't you?! |
|
Well, because my father's… |
|
...Ah, never mind. Please, forget I spoke. |
|
Baur, you did move to Briarland from the Sunset Savanna. |
|
It's not that strange that you'd have distant relatives in another land. |
|
Something must've brought us together. You look after them. |
|
Wh... But, General! |
|
Now, let's find that Silver Owl stronghold and drive 'em off before daybreak. |
*Lilia puts his helmet back on*’'
|
To the foot of Magic Mountain! And no lollygagging! |
|
Sebek, that warrior they called Baur. Is he your…? |
|
Yes. He looks a lot younger than the one I know, but there's no mistaking it. |
|
He -ah, that esteemed personage is my grandfather, Baur Zigvolt. |
|
Dream or no, I never imagined I'd meet my grandfather in his active duty days…! |
|
What's the holdup, humans?! You'd better not be expecting any help from me. |
|
Keep up, and don't you dare fall behind. Hmph! |
|
Phew... We made it into Father's dream, but it doesn't look like we'll be able to ask him about
Malleus any time soon. |
|
He seems to be dreaming about the distant past. |
|
At his farewell party… |
|
...Lilia mentioned he received a letter of admission from Night Raven College around
500 years ago. |
|
Doing the math, that might mean we're at a point
before Malleus was born. |
|
Oh, my liege! I wonder what he's doing now. I still can't believe I turned my blade upon him! |
|
What would Grandfather say if he knew? He'd be furious, no doubt.... "sigh* |
|
We don't have time for moping or hesitation. Let's stick with Father and his men for now, and search for clues. |
|
Feels like this is turnin' into somethin' big. |
|
MC, make sure you keep up with us! No gettin' separated, now! |
Navigation
