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From the localisation thread, Nowi and Tharja's conversation was censored on the EU version (It's about her hair instead) Would you like me to get this convo?
EDIT: Oh, and I'll take Avatar > Severa (Child) too, just realised that one was there XD
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Oh, belated, but I'll claim Cordelia > Avatar (Spouse) for Summer, I married her on my Aussie file XD
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Same in my Aussie version
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[spoiler=Harvest Scramble]
Laurent & Gerome
>First
Gerome:
Laurent. A moment, please?
Laurent:
Hmm? Is something wrong, Gerome? You look unwell.
Gerome:
I've had a lot on my mind lately, and it's been giving me nasty headaches.
Laurent:
My condolences. But might I ask what it is that has you so distressed?
Gerome:
It's us. Our generation, come back from the future. I fear we're...losing focus.
Laurent:
Oh?
Gerome:
We've become...not 'tourists,' perhaps, but we've lost a sense of urgency. I keep thinking we need to recall our purpose here. You, me, all of us... Hence the headaches.
Laurent:
I suspected you were feeling this way. Honestly, I'm in the same boat...
Gerome:
So you see it too.
Laurent:
I do. Especially of late, our forces have been prone to...idle distraction.
Gerome:
Yes. Just look how eager everyone is to indulge in this frivolous festival. It's good of us to protect these people, true, but still...it's worrisome. But I'm glad to know I'm not alone in my concerns, Laurent.
Laurent:
As am I. It seems we share good sense.
Gerome:
I've always considered you a kindred spirit among our peers, Laurent. And I'm certain I'll continue to depend on you in the coming fight.
Laurent
Thank you, Gerome. That's high praise indeed, coming from you! I'm honored.
Gerome:
It falls upon us to keep ourselves focused and to carry on the fight in earnest.
Laurent:
Indeed. We have a realm and a generation to save, after all. All right. I'm ready to dive back into combat- risk and ruination be damned!
Gerome:
Er...right. That wasn't quite what I had in mind, but...
>Second
Laurent:
Ah, Gerome!
Gerome:
Hm? What is it?
Laurent:
Here. Have some of this fruit. I'm told it's a specialty of the region.
Gerome:
it certainly looks good.
Laurent:
It is. One of the locals gave it to me earlier. Go on, give it a try!
Gerome:
Hm... Yes, perhaps I shall.
Laurent:
Have as much as you like. I've got plenty.
Gerome:
I was about to say that's quite the haul you've got there. It's nice of you to make the rounds and share your windfall with the rest of us.
Laurent:
Oh, it's just you, actually.
Gerome:
...Just me?
Laurent:
Yes. To be honest...I was inspired by our previous conversation. I realized you are precisely the type of person I should fraternize with more often.
Gerome:
I...I see.
Laurent:
You're dilligent and focused. You know your priorities and don't shy from ugly truths. You're also fiercely dedicated to your allies but don't indulge in idle social prattling. we're alike in that. I feel certain ours will be an edifying partnership.
Gerome:
Hmm. That's...very kind of you. Still, I'm a little surprised.
Laurent:
Oh? Is this gesture so out of character for me? I hope I haven't offended...
Gerome:
Not at all. But you would do well to spend time with the others too. The bonds that link allies are of critical importance in combat. Any effort you make to grow closer to the others can only make you stronger.
Laurent:
...Curious.
Gerome:
You...disagree?
Laurent:
No, your point is compelling. I just hadn't expected you of all people to make it. You're not exactly known for being a team player among the troops...
Gerome:
I...suppose you're right. I didn't even know I was acting strange until now. Though you've been the same way lately. Apparently it's contagious.
Laurent:
Hah. Perhaps so. Still, I cannot deny the truth of your words. Fostering bonds is important. Perhaps I'll go share this fruit with the others after all.
Gerome:
A prudent plan. Though I'm glad you came to me first, Laurent. It's nice to have someone to speak freely with, and I'm glad that someone is you.
Laurent:
The pleasure is all mine.
Inigo & Brady
>First
Brady:
Oh. Hey, Inigo.
Inigo:
......
Brady:
Hello? Anybody home?
Inigo:
......
Brady:
HEY! Quit ignorin' me, pretty boy!
Inigo:
Gah! ...Yeesh, Brady. Don't sneak up on me like that. And why the shouting out of the blue? Is something wrong?
Brady:
It ain't out of the blue, and I didn't sneak up on nobody! I called your name, but you were starin' off into space.
Inigo:
You did? Er, I was? Ha ha, sorry...
Brady:
Good grief... What's got you so preoccupied?Inigo:
Oh, just... It's nothing.
Brady:
Lemme guess. You were thinkin' about how it'd feel to get up and dance at a festival like this?
Inigo:
Wha-?! N-no way! I'd never want to-
Brady:
Nailed it, huh? You're lookin' everywhere but my eyes. Heh, you're a terrible liar.
Inigo:
B-but I'm not lying! Why would I think something like that? We're in the middle of a battle here. The only thing on my mind is the Risen! They're all I can think about! Promise!
Brady:
Well, that ain't healthy neither.
Inigo:
I'm just really eager to fight them. You know me: Mr Serious Fighter! I mean, it'd be a crime to see them wreck that AMAZING stage... Or to let them hurt any of these people who would LOVE my newest routine... Or to tear down that garland that just gave me the PERFECT idea for a new move... But I mean, really, who has time to think about dancing at a time like this?
Brady:
...If you were any more transparent, you'd be invisible. I dunno whether to be insulted or impressed that you thought I'd buy it.
Inigo:
urk...
Brady:
How many years do you think I've heard you go on about your dreams, Inigo? If you're starin' off into space, it's obvious what's kickin' around your head.
Inigo:
Ha ha... Yes... I suppose...you're...right... ......
Brady:
Aaaaand there he goes again.
>Second
Inigo:
......
Brady:
Imagining yourself dancin' again?
Inigo:
Huh? Oh, Brady. You caught me again. How embarrassing...
Brady:
What's there to be embarrassed about? It's your dream, ain't it?
Inigo:
W-wait, why are you being so serious all of a sudden? ...Ohh, I get it. You've been picturing yourself playing violin here, haven't you?
Brady:
Heh. Look at you, tryin' to turn the tables... Yeah. You're half right.
Inigo:
Only half?
Brady:
You remember our promise, Inigo?
Inigo:
A promise? What, between us?
Brady:
Yeah. Talkin' about you dancing for the people here made me remember. We were just kids. I don't blame you for forgettin' it.
Inigo:
What was it?
Brady:
To do what our mothers swore to, but never got the chance.
Inigo:
Urgh...
Brady:
I'd play violin while you danced.
INigo:
Oh...right! We'd go from town to town performing at festivals and feasts... We wanted to make as many people forget the war and smile as we could.
Brady:
So you do remember!INigo:
Yeah! We wanted to use whatever talent we had to make people's lives easier. I remember our mothers always talking like that and getting all excited...
Brady:
But they both died before they got the chance to see it through... The two of us promised to take up where they left off.
Inigo:
I wonder how I could have forgotten something like that until now...
Brady:
We had other things to worry about. Our world didn't leave kids a whole lotta time for dreamin'.
Inigo:
Still, knowing I lost sight of something so important... I just... *Sniff* I'm sorry... Mother...and Maribelle...please forgive me...
Brady:
*Sniffle* S-stop that... Wh-what kinda ladies' man cries like that?
Inigo:
*Sob* Well, why do you always have to look so scary when you cry?
Brady:
I can't...*sniff*...I can't help what my stinkin' face looks like! And why are we standing in the middle of a battle sobbin' like a couple'a fools?
Inigo:
I don't know! ...Goodness, we must look terrible. ...... So about that promise... Do you still plan to keep it?
Brady:
Course I do! I ain't about to remember it, then turn around and forget it again. ...I wouldn't have brought it up if I didn't want us to go through with it. True. I guess this means I'll have to start practicing twice as hard.
Brady:
We got a battle to finish before we get too far ahead of ourselves here. That's about enough cryin' for today. Let's go, partner.
Inigo:
I'm right beside you.
[spoiler=Smash Brethren 1]
Geoffrey
>Vs Gerome
Geoffrey:
A mask? Hiding a weighty past, are we?
Gerome:
You should be less concerned with my appearance than the battle before you.
>Death
A fighter like you...could have saved us so much hardship...
Will work on SB3 probably after the weekend, bit busy now XD
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Haha, I just like to feel like I'm helping XD
Not sure if it's a glitch, but I'm not getting any Enter Battle quotes :/
Annyways (My god these are long)
[spoiler=Harvest Scramble]
Cynthia & Severa:
>First
Cynthia:
Gaaah! I give up! Somebody, haaalp!
Severa:
What the heck is wrong with you, wailing like a lunatic in the middle of combat?
Cynthia:
I'm trying to comb out my hair, but it keeps getting stuck in a tangle of knots. My perfect battle cry is meaningless if I charge into battle looking ridiculous...
Severa:
Ugh, no kidding. It looks like a bird's nest up there... Here, let me do it. If you just took care of it daily like a NORMAL person, this wouldn't happen.
Cynthia:
Aw, I'm no good with that kind of girly stuff.
Severa:
This may come as a shock, dear, but last I checked, you ARE a girl. Get used to it. I'm glad I caught you before anyone else saw this mess. I'd be mortified for you. Now hold still a moment.
Cynthia:
Thanks, Severa!
Severa:
Ever since we were little, it was always the boys you played with, huh? You'd always wanted to play the hero. I always had to play the wicked spinster... You know, come to think of it, I never much liked those games.
Cynthia:
Ow! Ow ow ow! Take it easy, will ya! I'm sorry, all right?! We were kids! We didn't know any better!
Severa:
Hmph, I wouldn't exactly say you've grown out of that phase. It wouldn't kill you to act the tiniest bit feminine from time to time, you know.
Cynthia:
Aw, that's all right. That's why I have you, Severa.
Severa:
Well, don't blame me when you find you've grown up to be a wicked spinster yourself.
Cynthia:
Oh, I'll be fine. Besides, can you see me growing my hair out like yours? I wouldn't get a quarter of the way there before I got sick of it and hacked it all off.
Severa:
Hmm. I guess you have a point. ...But waaait a minute. Something's coming back to me... Hmm...Cynthia:
G-gah! Try to stay focused back there, would you? You're- OUCH! You're pulling my hair out in clumps! ACK! Pay attention!
>Second
Cynthia:
Oh, hey, Severa. Thanks again for helping me with my hair!
Severa:
......
Cynthia:
Er, is something wrong? You're making your 'weird' face again...
Severa:
Oh, like you can talk about being weird!
Cynthia:
...Huh? What'd I do now?
Severa:
I remember now. I remember it ALL! Back before you started playing with the boys, you were the girliest of ALL of us!
Cynthia:
Um... Yeah, I guess I was. Heh heh, I didn't think you'd remember that...
Severa:
Then all of a sudden you transformed overnight! It's like something... Oh. Oh no. Cynthia, wasn't that... That was right around when... Your mother...
Cynthia:
...Yeah. After the Risen killed her. Being such a mama's girl, losing her was...It just...hurt so much. I was so angry. After that, doing girly stuff... It all felt so pointless. I didn't care about being pretty. I just wanted to be strong enough to avenge her. I suppose I looked at the boys and thought they seemed stronger... It's silly, huh? When you spell it all out. But you know how kids are.
Severa:
That's why you decided to be a hero?
Cynthia:
Heh, yeah... Still got a long way to go though. I mean, have you seen Kjelle's arms?! I bet she could dual-wield halberds!
Severa:
Heh. Honestly, you're still such a child. ...But I think I understand you now.
Cynthia:
Heh heh. Talking about it is really bringing back the memories, huh... *Sniff* Sorry, Severa. I don't... I don't mean to... *sniffle*
Severa:
You are absolutely hopeless, you know that? Now cut it out before you set me off too. ...And I'm sorry, Cynthia. I don't think I ever understood how serious you were.
Cynthia;
N-no, it's...it's okay, really...Severa:
Well, if you ever need someone to untangle that mop of yours again...I'm here. So come on, enough tears.
Cynthia:
Y-you don't mind?
Severa:
Seeing you all weepy throws me off. I'M supposed to be the gloomy one. So...yeah. Any time you want. As a special deal just for you.Cynthia
Hee hee... All right. Thanks, Severa. I mean it!
Ricken & Henry
>First
Henry:
Hey-o, Ricken. Question: Are you interested in dark magic?
Ricken:
Um, I'm not sure. Why?
Henry:
Well, you're always trying to improve yourself, right? To be a better mage? If so, then you should learn about ALL kinds of magic, including the dark arts!
Ricken:
Hmm, I don't know... I'm an elemental kinda guy. Always have been. Fire, Wind, Thunder- magic like that just works for me. I can trust it
Henry:
Nya ha! That's because you don't know all the good things about dark magic!
Ricken:
That's true- I don't. In fact, I kind of assumed there WERE no good things.
Henry:
What?! Blasphemy! There are good sides to everything! Even if said things just so happen to have the work 'dark' in them.
Ricken:
Er, right. Yeah. Of course... Sorry. I didn't mean to be disrespectful.
Henry:
Nya ha ha! It's okay. I mean, it's not like I'm unaware of dark magic's fearsome reputation.
Ricken:
So why don't you tell me then? The good things, I mean.
Genry:
Well, for one, dark magic feels really good!
Ricken:
...It feels good?
Henry:
Yeah! Like when you push your body to the limit to amass dark power. It's like if you buy something really, really expensive. Ever done that? Parting with all that coin is tough, and you feel guilty afterward... But at the same time, you end up with this amazing new thing you wanted! And that feels really good, you know? Dark magic is like that.
Ricken:
Er, oh-kaaay?
Henry:
Yeah. And it gets even better. With the dark arts, everything's painted black. Good stuff, bad stuff, it doesn't matter- and that makes you feel super powerful! Plus, when you defeat an enemy, the feeling is like nothing else. You really should give it a whirl- I know if anyone can appreciate it, it's you!
Ricken:
That's awful nice of you to say but really, I just don't think-
Henry:
Plus, the best thing is, if you master the dark arts... You'll totally start looking like an adult instead of some twerpy little kid!
Ricken:
WHOA! R-REALLY?! An adult? ...Me? Hmm. Now that you mention it, the dark arts ARE very grown up... Fair enough, Henry. You've got me thinking about it in earnest now!
>Second
Ricken:
Henry! I've been thinking about what you said before, and I've decided. I AM interested in learning more about dark magic!
Henry:
Nya ha! Really? That's great!
Ricken:
Yeah! In fact, I'm thinking it would be fun to, er, try taking it for a spin.
Henry:
You won't regret it. Get ready to enjoy the taste of immense power, my friend! First, I have to share some of my dark energy with you.
Ricken:
Sounds good! What do I do?Henry:
Give me your hands. Both of them. I'll hold them in mine.
Ricken:
Alrighty.Henry:
Now...stay still. Very still. If you twitch and i get it wrong, you could die.
Ricken:
*Gulp* Er. I didn't know it was so-
Henry:
Ready? Here we go! Three... two... one...NOW!Ricken:
Whoa. That feels weird! Like a heavy gloom is settling over me. I feel myself becoming...depressed. Is that normal?Henry:
Oh yeah. Everyone feels like that the first time. But then you get used to it. You just have to grin and bear it for a while until it starts to get better. Okay. You ready for more? Because here goes!
Ricken:
...YEOWCH! My whole..body...suddenly...wracked with pain...
Henry:
Er, wait. It hurts?Ricken:
Y-yes... All over... Like being pricked with blazing-hot needles... I suppose this is normal too, right? Just...have to..get used to it...?Henry:
Er, actually, no. Feeling bummed out, sure. Very normal. But horrible, prickly pain? That's not a part of the plan. *Gasp*...WHOA!
Ricken:
Wh-what's wrong? Why'd you suddenly let go of my hands?
Henry:
The magic was repelled somehow and flooded right back into me! Hmm... I'm afraid it seems like you're incompatible with dark magic.
Ricken:
What? Aw, man! B-but I wanted to try it so much!henry:
Sorry, kid. It's just not gonna work. Your body threw the power back at me. That must have been why it started to hurt. Like I said- you're just not compatible.Ricken:
Aw, shucks. I guess that's it then. I'm stuck being a regular mage and using boring old elemental magic...like a kid.
Henry:
Uh, listen... you know when I said that dark magic would make you more grown up? Well, I kinda sorta made that up. I just wanted you to have more confidence... You need to stop worrying so much about what other people think of you.
Ricken:
So...you wanted me to try dark magic to help me feel better about myself?
Henry:
Pretty much, yep. Sorry it didn't work out, though. Guess I can't help you after all. It's too bad. I would have liked to have seen what you were like all grown up.
Ricken:
Aw, Henry... I'm so happy that you cared about me enough to try this! I had no idea! Well, I'm not about to give up. I'm gonna keep trying and trying, until one day I can use dark magic too!Henry:
That's great, Ricken! Who knows? ONce you're a little bigger, maybe-
Ricken:
Hey! No more talking to me like I'm a kid, okay? It's not helping!
Henry:
Oh, er, right. Sorry about that, nya ha! But anyways, let's try again in a little while. The more people we can show the good sides of the dark arts to, the better!
Ricken:
Thanks, Henry! I'll do my best, I promise!
Brady & Owain
>First
Owain:
Ahh, Brady. Perfect timing. Come here a minute.
Brady:
Meh? What do you want?
Owain:
What's a festival without music, am I right?
Brady:
Uh, I guess? So what of it?
Owain:
Then what are you waiting for, Brady? Or should I say... Grand Fiddlemeister Brady, beloved of the earth below!
Brady:
Haw?!
Owain:
Come! Now is the time to unveil your hidden powers of song! Make the sacred dragonsbeard sing! Play us a chorus of eternal prosperity!
Brady:
Eternal what, now? What are you even talking about?
Owain:
Oh dark and tragic day! Is my voice too soft to rouse your soul to wakefulness?! ...... Ugh. Work with me, Brady. I'm asking you to play music.
Brady:
What, because they're havin' a festival, you want me to play violin?
Owain:
there! Perhaps your soul's slumber is not so deep after all... Now take in hand the miraculous dragonsbeard, and-
Brady:
And what's with all this dragonsbeard business? Violin strings are made from catgut, and my bowstrings are horsehair. No dragons involved, see?Owain:
Gods, you're no fun at all. It's called poetic license! I'm adding drama!
Brady:
Yeah, whatever. Look, are we done? We got a battle to fight here.
Owain:
Wait! Come on, play us a song!Brady:
Pass. I'm outta practice. I haven't played in weeks.
Owain:
But it won't be a proper festival without music!
Brady:
It won't be a proper festival with a buncha Risen walkin' around, neither!
Owain:
Aww, come on! Pleeeease?!
Brady:
GAH, fine! If it'll just get you off my back, just...fine!
Owain:
You'll do it?!
Brady:
Not like I got much choice. Sheesh... All right. You wanted music- you got it. Sit down, shut up, and listen!
>Second
Owain:
Ahh, such dulcet tones! The melancholy melody flows like a river, washing the spirit clean!
Brady:
Uh, thanks?
Owain:
It is the divine breath of the muse-gods that fills your mortal frame, Brady!
Brady:
Stop. You're embarrassin' me. I got an image to keep here.
Owain:
Heh, don't be so modest. I do not offer words of idle praise, friend. No, by lauding you, I've branded your soul with one of the six highest honors!
Brady:
I got no clue what you're sayin'... But this may be the first time your usual malarkey ain't made me wanna slug ya.
Owain:
You're welcome! And wow, you're pretty good at violin, huh?
Brady:
Heh. Forgot you sound like an eight-year-old when talkin' normally.
Owain:
You should have joined a symphony or something instead of an army!
Brady:
How many symphonies you see fightin' Risen?
Owain:
Still, I think it'd be a much better fit. Probably pays better too!
Brady:
Look, I'm here because I wanna be, all right?!
Owain:
It just seems like a waste, considering your potential.
Brady:
Hey, I can't help that I'm an awful fighter...
Owain:
That's not what I meant. You're a fine fighter, but I think you'd be a world-class musician!
Brady:
Yeah, well. I don't need to be. Not now, anyway. This war's more important.
Owain:
Well, at least you don't have to worry about making ends meet after this is all over.Brady:
Maybe. And what about you? What's your plan once the war is over?
Owain:
M-me? Er... Huh. Honestly... I have no clue.
Brady:
Why not try and be a poet? A guy what with your, uh...fancy take on words could really go places, yeah? Plus, then I could just hire you to write my lyrics!
Owain:
Poetry, huh? Hmm... Yeah, actually, I could see that! Owain the Wordsmith! It's got a ring to it, eh?
Brady:
Heh. I'm kinda surprised you went for it that quick-like.
Owain:
Hark! On this day is born the voice of a thousand fallen angels! Adore me, muse of muses, whose honeyed words sweeten even life's bitterest truths!
Brady:
Good grief, I'm gonna end up regrettin' this, ain't i...
Inigo & Gerome
>First
Inigo:
Look at that fountain, Gerome. Isn't it just charming?
Gerome:
......
Inigo:
Oh! And is that an antiques stand? Have you ever seen such a precious doll?
Gerome:
...Some of us are fighting here. Cease your pointless nattering.
Inigo:
Ah, yes. So sorry to spoil the mood. Alas, my brilliant plan to bring a little joy into your dreary life has failed.
Gerome:
If you're bored, there are Risen out there that need dispatching.Inigo:
Hmph. Just trying to set the tone for the festivities to come... Must you always be so dour? You're certainly dressed for a party. Do you often go to masked balls in that silly thing? Here, let me see it.
Gerome:
Wha-?! Never touch a man's mask! Give it here!
Inigo:
Ah ha ha! Now, now. A few minutes without it won't kill you, ...Goodness. Those dark circles under your eyes can't be good, if you ask me.
Gerome:
I didn't. Now give it back!
Inigo:
Boy, someone's rather self-conscious... Not getting much sleep of late? Tut, tut. A soldier needs proper rest, Gerome.Gerome:
Hmph. You're one to talk.
Inigo:
Oh? And what does that mean?
Gerome:
That you'll be in no condition to fight if you keep slinking off into the night.
Inigo:
I'm sure I have no idea what you mean. I'm always snug in my tent come night!
Gerome:
Really? Then how did you also manage to be at the edge of that lake last night?Inigo:
How did you-? Gerome, tell me you weren't...
Gerome:
Watching you dance?Inigo:
Argh! This is so embarrassing! ...And creepy! Next time say something! Don't just watch from the shadows!
Gerome:
Perhaps I will. Next time.
Inigo:
...I suppose you just didn't know what to say after seeing how awful I was. I guess I can't blame you.
Gerome:
I never said that.
Inigo:
Ugh, and of all the nights to be seen, last night was just dreadful! The choreography for that number is nowhere near done, and... Ugh, you are the worst! Stupid, stupid Gerome!
Gerome:
Minerva?!
Inigo:
Wh-what's gotten into her? She seems awfully riled up...
Gerome:
Down, girl! I agree he was out of line, but mauling him is simply out of the question!Inigo:
M-MAULING me?! Eeeek! K-keep her away from me! I'm too young to be mauled!
Gerome:
Minerva, wait! Bad wyvern!
>Second
Gerome:
...Inigo. I apologize for earlier.
Inigo:
DOn't. It was my fault. I shouldn't have lashed out. I can't blame Minerva for getting excited after I yelled at you like that.Gerome:
Still, I...Inigo:
Mm?
Gerome:
I am responsible for my partner's actions. She should not have...nipped you. Let's have that arm here. I'll clean the wound.
Inigo:
What? N-no. I just... I don't think you and I are quite at that stage of our relationship yet.Gerome:
what? Quit spewing nonsense. Now, hurry up before they're upon us!
Inigo:
Oh, fine... Here.
Gerome:
...... It's shallower than I'd feared. It should heal in no time, but I'll clean and dress it just to be sure...
Inigo:
OW! Ow, ow, ow!
Gerome:
Quiet, would you? I'm almost done.
Inigo:
I can't help if it hurts!
Gerome:
Hold still! You're making this harder than it has to be.
Inigo:
I'm sorry! I'm just...not used to being manhandled like this... Please, Gerome, just promise me you'll be gentle! (A/N: AND HE HAS HIS BLUSHY FACE ON InigoxGerome ship has sailed)
Gerome:
What the hell are you saying? Stop talking like that already!Inigo:
What? I just never expect you to have such a strong, firm touch...
Gerome:
That! Words like that! You'll give everyone in earshot the wrong idea!
Inigo:
About what?
Gerome:
Ugh, forget it! ...There. You're done.
Inigo:
Argh, but it hurts! It hurts so- Oh, you're done? Not bad! The cleaning was a little botched, but still, you're handy with a bandage, huh?
Gerome:
The cleaning was fine, in spite of all your squirming.
Inigo:
Ha ha. I'm sorry. I'm just teasing. Seriously, thank you, Gerome. Will you let me apologise to Minerva? Once we're done here, I mean. I want to tell her I'm sorry for snapping at you earlier.
Gerome:
...She wasn't angry on my behalf.
Inigo:
What? Then why did she...?Gerome:
You spoke ill of your dancing. She's actually something of a fan of yours. She was upset that someone she's so fond of belittled his eminently enjoyable talents.
Inigo:
Wait, what?! Are you serious?
Gerome:
Inigo...this is me you're speaking to. Have you ever known me to jape?
Inigo:
All right, fair point. But wow... I didn't see THAT one coming.
Gerome:
That's why I didn't say anything last night. Knowing you, you'd have stopped as soon as you realized you had an audience. Minerva would have been heartbroken.
Inigo:
Huh. I see... Well, it's still a little embarrassing, but i'm glad to hear she liked it. Er...if you think she'd like to see more, tell her she's always welcome. I'll dance extra hard as a way to apologize for today and thank her for her patronage!
Gerome:
Hmm... There are worse ways to kill time on sleepless nights, I suppose.
Inigo:
Ha ha... Touche. ...Er, wait a minute. Does that mean you're planning to come with her?!
Gerome:
I'm not sending her out into the night alone. It could be dangerous.
Inigo:
Well, yeah, for others! I have the bandages to prove it! But hmm... All right. Three's a crowd, but if you really must come too...
Gerome:
What, so she's welcome, but I'm not? Wait, don't tell me you were planning to... Look, I know she's cute, Inigo, but she's a WYVERN. You can't-Inigo:
WHOA! Slow down there! Just how desperate do you think I am?! I just didn't expect you'd have much fun watching me dance, is all! I'd feel bad knowing you were suffering through it as her chaperone, and-
Gerome:
who says I'd be suffering?
Inigo:
Huh?
Gerome:
I thought you were pretty decent too. I...could watch you dance again. Er, if you don't mind, that is.
Inigo:
You could?! Gerome, I...I'm speechless.
Gerome:
Good. Because we've talked enough for today. Let's get back to work.
Inigo:
Heh, all right. Thanks, Gerome. I feel a lot more confident now. You and Minerva can come and watch me anytime you like. I'll be waiting!
Frederick & Henry
>First
Henry:
Oh boy, I LOVE town fairs! All the banners and stalls and screaming...
Frederick:
Er, indeed. The colorful decorations do lift one's spirits, don't they?
Henry:
Oh? I didn't think you were the type to enjoy smallfolk frolics, Frederick.
Frederick:
Of course I am! Everyone loves a good fair.
Henry:
So when it all starts up again, you're gonna join in the fun? Sample the sweets, dance a jig, toss knives at the jugglers?
Frederick:
Er, no.
Henry:
Oh. So what ARE you going to do?
Frederick:
My job- nay, my duty- is to protect the common folk from harm. Sometimes the most dangerous times are when we give ourselves over to celebration. We let down our guard, and threats to our lives are forgotten for the nonce. It's my responsibility to safeguard this town from war's terrible menace. As such, I must stand stalwart, alert, hand on pommel, ready to do battle!
Henry:
Snooze. That sounds so boring! You must really hate your life.Frederick:
Not at all. Why do you say that?
Henry:
Isn't it frustrating? Watching everyone letting their hair down and having fun? Meanwhile, you stand around all grim and serious like you've got a lance up your-
Frederick:
*Ahem* On the contrary, I manage to keep myself quite busy indeed. Returning lost children to their tearful parents... Tying down tarps on stalls that are threatening to blow away... Settling disputes between neighbours who've had too much mead... For a knight who years to serve the people, there's no better place than the local fair!
Henry:
......
Frederick:
So no, I don't hate my life at all. I find these fairs to be quote fun.Henry:
Hmm. I guess we just have different definitions of the word 'fun'...
Frederick:
I think you'd benefit from being able to see things from a knight's point of view. Spend a day in my plate-metal shoes, and then you'd understand!
>Second
Frederick:
...There we go. That should hold it.
Henry:
Hey, Frederick. Whata re you up to?
Frederick:
Securing the guy ropes on this awning lest the wind blow it away. Once I am done, the stall will be safe for the children to procure sweets.
Henry:
Huh. Working for the people again! Listen, Frederick. About that talk we had earlier. Do you remember it?
Frederick:
Yes, of course.
Henry:
Well, I was thinking... You're ALWAYS helping people, you know? Not just at fairs, but on the march, in camp... Heck, you even dig out our latrines! But I have a hard time believing all the work you do is really fun.
Frederick:
I'm not sure I follow...
Henry:
You're like a donkey strapped to a donkey wheel! Round and round you go, working and working, never stopping for a rest. Seems to me your idea of fun is wearing yourself out with chores!
Frederick:
Hmm. Perhaps you're right. I do derive pleasure from a hard day's work...
Henry:
Right?
Frederick:
It gives my life meaning to sacrifice my health for the benefit of others.
Henry:
You know...it sounds a bit like the dark arts to me.
Frederick:
Dark arts?!Henry:
Yep! Think about it: You derive please from working yourself to the bone, right? And in doing so, you manage to dredge up extra-powerful energy from within! I mean, to outsiders it makes you look like some superhuman saint... But in the end, you're just doing what feels good to you- just like me!
Frederick:
Er, I see... It's certainly an...interesting theory.
Henry:
Nya ha! I know, right? Maybe we should work together to help you develop this natural talent! I'll teach you all about dark magic and how to embrace your inner darkness. It's incredibly dangerous, of course. Most folks get swallowed up, never to return... But I've got a good feeling about you, Frederick! I think you'll probably be okay.
Frederick:
P-probably?! I'm not sure I'd enjoy being swallowed by anything, let alone dark-
Henry:
ANYhoo, now that that's settled, let me know whenn you're ready for our lessons!
Frederick:
Er, something tells me you're not going to take no for an answer... *Sigh* Can we start out small, at least? Something with minimal risk...?
Libra & Virion
>First
Virion:
Greetings, noble Libra!Libra:
Oh. Hello, Virion. Is there something I can help you with?
Virion:
I was wondering. Once this beastly battle is over and the fair reopened...perhaps you might join me in touring the attractions and enjoying the festivities? Together- a highborn noble and a handsome young servant of the gods... Just think of all the appraising glances and not unwelcome attention we would draw!
Libra:
In other words, you'd like me to help you pick up village girls. (A/N: Virion I AM YOUR WIFE AND I'M STANDING RIGHT NEXT TO YOU WHILE YOU'VE HAVING THIS CONVERSATION)
Virion:
Come, come! We'll be the toast of the fair! Where's the harm in that?
Libra:
I apologize, but I'm not in the mood for being the toast of anything.
Virion:
What's wrong, young friend?! Are you unwell? Does your stomach ail you?Libra:
No, it's not that. I'm afraid my affliction is of the mental kind. I am simply bemoaning my utter helplessness.
Virion:
Helplessness? But, Libra, you always fight so splendidly!Libra:
You misunderstand... Shortly after we arrived, I met an elderly couple among the residents here. The two were horribly afflicted with a dreadful mortal disease. They seem to be suffering so, but I am powerless to help them... There's a cure, I'm told, but it is terribly expensive. Well beyond my meager means...
Virion:
I see. And thus this feeling of helplessness.
Libra:
Yes. I can strike down countless foes, yet I cannot save the life of one poor old couple? O merciful gods, what am I to do?
Virion:
'Tis a grave problem, I can see. But the solution is obvious, no? You seem to be quite friendly with the immortals above... Therefore, you must pray, my friend! Sooner or later, your voice will be heard!
Libra:
Sooner or later? So I'm to just wait around for a miracle to occur?
Virion:
Don't tell me YOU doubt the power of prayer?! Where is your faith, Libra?Libra:
N-no, you're right... Forgive me. I need to exercise patience. I need to believe that with enough prayer, that couple can achieve salvation...
Virion:
Y-yes, well, then again, what do I know, right?! You are the priest, after all! ...... ANYhoo, I just remembered I've got some, er, less spiritual business to attend to. If you'll excuse me...
Libra:
*sigh*
>Second
Libra:
O gods, hear my prayer...
Virion:
Libra.
Libra:
Ah, Virion. Did you take care of whatever business you had to attend to?
Virion:
I did. ...Here. This is for you.
Libra:
A flask...of medicine?! Is this the cure I was seeking? Where did you-?! How did you-?!
Virion:
*Shrug* I am a nobleman. I know powerful people in high places. You might say I pulled a few favours is all.
Libra:
B-but this potion is incredibly valuable. The cost alone...!
Virion:
Now, now. You let me worry about that! I'd say you have a more urgent job... There's a certain sickly old couple who are in desperate need of that cure.
Libra:
Hmm...
Virion:
What? why are you staring at me like that? It's most unnerving...Libra:
You used to own an expensive dagger, did you not? Crafted with the finest steel, encrusted with firestones and dragon gems?
Virion:
Er...Libra:
Yes. A family treasure, passed down by generations of your ancestors... Yet today, the scabbard hangs empty at your hip. What happened to it?
Virion:
Oh, er, so it does! The knife must have fallen out somewhere, ha ha! Ha.
Libra:
But that was an heirloom!
Virion:
*Shrug* It wasn't THAT valuable, really. Just a fancy dagger, is all. Easy come, easy go, as they say! ANYhoo, must run again. Chat later? ...Oh and don't forget to deliver that medicine to that couple!
Libra:
Virion, wait! *Sigh* He can't fool me. I know exactly what he did with that priceless dagger. He gave it up without hesitation, all for the sake of two elderly strangers... Perhaps that selfless, noble gesture was the miracle I was praying for all along.
Inigo & Owain
>First
Owain:
Hey. Can I ask you something?Inigo:
Hm? What? Why the serious face? It's not like you at all. If you're not careful, you'll scare off the few girls you haven't already evacuated!
Owain:
Be serious, Inigo. This is important.
Inigo:
Fine, fine. I'm sorry. What's your question?
Owain:
...How many people have you killed? Since coming to this time period.
Inigo:
Wha-?! Owain! What kind of a question is that? If this is more of your usual fun and games, it hardly seems appropriate.
Owain:
Do I sound like I'm playing?
Inigo:
...... Very well. Let's see... Honestly... I...I've lost count by now.
Owain:
You too...
Inigo:
Why do you ask? Why now?Owain:
Something about the bright lights and festive decorations here just... I dunno. It got me thinking about things. Like...of my first time... How hard it was (A/N This line, taken out of context....LOL)
Inigo:
Strangely, I think I know what you mean. There was nothing like this in our time. Gathering to celebrate was unimaginable. Life for us was all just running and fighting. But on the other hand, we only had to fight the Risen. They weren't...Owain:
Right. It wasn't until we got to this era that we were forced to fight the living.Inigo:
I'll never forget the nights I spent here before meeting up with the rest of you. All alone, fighting... Killing just to stay alive.
Owain:
That transition was hard for all of us...
Inigo:
It nearly crushed me, taking my first life... I remember my hands trembling, tears blinding me... I couldn't sleep for days.
Owain:
Yeah... In our time, human life was the most precious thing imaginable. But the moment we arrived here, that all changed... We began claiming it. You can't just flip a switch, like magic, and be able to kill the very next day.
Inigo:
Which world do you think is harder to live in?Owain:
Well, there's no doubt the future was a bleaker, harsher place. Not a day went by I didn't see humans being hunted and cut down by the Risen.Inigo:
Our parents among them... Nonetheless, this world has more than its fair share of harsh experiences. I suppose we have to face them down as we fight to bring them to an end.
Owain:
...And we will. Gods, I hope we will.
>Second
Owain:
So about what we were discussing earlier... What do we do about it? Where do we go from here?
Inigo:
To Grima's door. We kick it in and beat him down to save our future. What else is there?
Owain:
No, I know, but...something feels off. In the future, all we had to think about was fighting Grima and the Risen. Things were awful, but simple. But now...in the past, there are living, breathing people standing in our way.
Inigo:
You're worried you're losing sight of who it is we're really fighting?
Owain:
......
Inigo:
we've got to face facts, Owain. Our enemy is anyone standing in the way of a peaceful future. Right? The Risen, Grima, their allies... They're all enemies of that peace.
Owain:
I guess it's unavoidable, huh... Ugh. Ours was never an easy fate, and it just gets more complicated every day.
Inigo:
We all knew it would be hard, but that's why we're here. To change our fate. RIght? We just have to have faith.
Owain:
I do.
Inigo:
Then you've no cause for waver. We're not just fighting for family, but for mankind! We're out to save the world, Owain. But great things come at great cost. If we start second-guessing ourselves, we'll never see it through. ...Right?
Owain:
You're right. Doubt like this will only get us killed. Hope for a better future brought us here, and I can't be second-guessing that. ...Besides, I know I'm not bearing this burden alone. It's hard on everyone.
Inigo:
We're all in this together, Owain. we've all lost people dear to us. We can try to put on a brave face, but those memories will always bubble up. ...Today just happened to be your day of doubt.
Owain:
B-blast my moment's weakness... But fear not this devilry, my friend! 'Twas but the dark whimsy of wicked spirits!
Inigo:
Now, there's the Owain I know and completely fail to understand.
Owain:
What's to understand?! It's simple- I am the chosen warrior of light!
Inigo:
Yes, good, good. Well, it would seem my work here is done. Now, let's have a smile before I go. We are at a festival, after all.
Owain:
The warrior of light has no time for smiling! Only grim and sober smiting...for justice!
Inigo:
Heh, very well. I guess I'll take it.
Owain:
...Hey, Inigo?
Inigo:
Hm?
Owian:
Sorry for the strange questions and all the self-doubt today. If you ever need a shoulder to lean on, I'll always be willing to listen.
Inigo:
Oh? Are you sure? Listening's never been your forte...
Owain:
Hey! I'll have you know-
Inigo:
Ha ha. Easy now. Stay that sword hand of yours- I was just kidding. I know I can count on your when it really matters, Owain. And I appreciate it.
It's now 5:30, been doing this for 3 hours.. I'm going to sleeeep
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Looks like I'm buying US Scramble then~
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I'll be excited if they give him a personality
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ha, how much is the Australia/New Zealand pricing in US dollars
$8.05 for the pack, $3.36 for the individual.
For comparison, I pay around $6.35 in USD after conversion, credit card fees and tax for buying a DLC pack on my US copy
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[spoiler=R&R3]
Lyn
>Battle
The next time we meet, I hope it's under peaceful circumstances. That's if there IS a next time...
Jaffar
>Battle
You've no right to be here. ...So die!
Sigurd
>Battle
I ask only that you fight me with the same honor I afford you.
Ephraim
>Battle
Right now, we end this- once and for all!
Gharnef
>Battle
You dare oppose Gharnef? Perhaps you need a demonstration of my power!
Eliwood
>Battle
How can you not see the madness in seeking wars outside your world?
Selena
>Battle
There are no more words to be spoken- only strength to be tested.
Black Knight
>Battle
You were brave to challenge me- but in the end, foolish!
Caeda
>Battle
If a battle is at hand, then I will fight it with all I've got!
Narcian
>Battle
I am strong. I am wise. I am lovely. And most importantly, I am right! ...Me! No one else!
Ashnard
>Battle
Ha ha! Yes... Strike with all your power! Let me delight in it!
Elincia
>Battle
Strange... I feel as though I've fought you before... But this time shall be the last.
Travant
>Battle
I cannot stop now. I have yet to earn my gold...
Leif
>Battle
I've already lost one kingdom. I refuse to lose another!
Ike
>Battle
Damn these doubts. I believe in the path I've chosen!
>Death
Nngh...I lost...
Nanna
>Battle
I'll never give up. Not while this realm is counting on me!
Petrine
>Battle
Ha! You think you stand a chance? I'll crush the arrogance out of you!
Edit: also, confirming I'll do all of Fayt's Harvest stuff if Harvest comes out today.
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Nop, you'll get all of the resst of the FE team automatically and one SS team
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$7.80...Ewwwwww :( It costs me like $6 to get the US packs.
Only got the cash prepped for one pack, so I'll probably wait to see if US gets the Scramble pack before I buy the Aussie one
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Quick question, for SB, there's a lot of claimed quotes by Fayt, it's been a while since they released, and they haven't come and regrabbed their Scramble quotes either. Would you like me to cover the quotes after the Harvest Scramble map comes out in NA? EDIT: Talking both Harvest and SB quotes here
[spoiler=Smash Brethren 2]
Lilina
>Death
I have lost...but WE have not...
[spoiler=Five-Anna Firefight]
Battle Quotes
Owain:
Gushing lava streaks across the land like blood spilt upon the earth... Its presence resonates with my very soul... What is this strange exhilaration I feel?! Ah! My sword hand! It's...tingling! Flee, wicked ones! Flee while you still can!
Kjelle:
I know how it feels to lose a loved one to these horrific creatures.I won't let anyone else know that pain. This is precisely what I've trained for! Now we'll see if all that work was in vain. Ready yourself, dead man!
Cherche:
Looking at the lave is like watching the clouds. I see all kinds of shapes! See? That patch there looks like a face. Could it be one of your friends...melting? ...Oh, listen to me saying such gruesome things! Don't take it to heart, my sweet.
Flavia:
This heat is intense. Even the smallest movement leaves me short of breath. Hmm... You know, Feroxi warriors often train in subzero temperatures... Perhaps next time we should try bringing them out to a place like this as well!
Gangrel:
For crying out loud, couldn't you dastards find a cooler place to cause trouble? It's too damned hot in here. How about you just jump into the lava and melt away? Go on! I SAID JUMP! ...... Oh, fine, we'll do it your way. Anything to get out of here sooner...
Gerome:
I know the fear and anguish of having to pray for a loved one's safe return. I also know the agony of losing one's family. I know it all too well... I've never been the rescuer type... But this time, I'll do what I can.
Basilio:
Steaming hot and full of scorching lava... I could get used to this place! If only we could hold the champions' tournament in a place like this... Hey, Risen! Next time you fall from the sky, try to aim for Arena Ferox! Ba ha ha!
Tharja:
It's not my problem if some stupid merchants wandered into a deathtrap. But Avatar has me twisted around his/her little finger... *sigh* If he/she says 'Leap over a pit of hot magma,' what can I answer but 'How high?'
Yarne:
Hey! Those poor Annas are completely defenseless out there! Extinction's bad to, b-but at least I have the option of fighting back... All right, no more hesitation... It's time to show you what a taguel's made of!
Libra:
That poor merchant must be tearing her hair out over her sisters. We must answer her prayers and eradicate these Risen posthaste. Gods above, grant us the strength to keep these Annas safe!
Walhart:
Blazing heat, unstable footing... These types of conditions stifle lesser men. But terrain is meaningless to me. Strength is all a conqueror needs! And when they see the strength I command, my foes will yearn for a fiery death instead!
Morgan (F):
Man, these Risen are tough! Looks like Father's decided this one's for me. Gotta hand it to him- even in this heat, he manages to keep a cool head. Me, though? I think my brain is melting... I'll never be a master tactician at this rate!
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My ninja skills are improving I see =3
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His ending states he makes a surprisingly good father, so that might be where his tile quotes come from
Support wise, parent/child supports are generic, so a lot of character can be lost
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Oooh, nice~ Yesterday when I picked my copy up from my local store (IN Australia, which is almost Europe XD) there were only 5 copies on the shelf, and mine was the only one out the back.
Still slightly miffed that our artbook is the worst of all the preorder artbooks, but eh XD (Looks the same as the US one, but without the raised cover, it's just a plain old book)
EDIT: I should mention I live in an area where JRPGs of any kind aren't very popular (Other than Final Fantasy)
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Tharja's dark mage outfit is actually unique. The inside of her cape is red, where using DLC!Micaiah as comparison, the inside of her cape is blue. Just noticed it while grinding her on my EU copy
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Looks like Harvest of Bonds, or rather, Harvest Scramble, is coming to EU copies in a few days =3 (TBF, the pack might be released this week in the US too).
I'm picking up my EU copy tomorrow~
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...I need to go pick up my EU copy now
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Phew, busy weekend XD School holidays now, so should get a week or two off~
Death's Embrace
Battle Quotes
Tiki
Look at all these piteous souls crying out for salvation... Be at ease- your toils are over. You needn't struggle any longer. I shall end your worldly torments...and this time, death will bring you peace.
Five-Anna Firefight
Pre-Battle Text
Lissa:
There's another armory...and another. And another... Wait, that one too?! Wow, what is with this town? Every other shop is an armory! Are you seeing this, Chrom?
Chrom:
I am. The people don't seem particularly warlike... I wonder what it could be. In any case, it seems a perfect opportunity to restock our weapons.
Lissa:
Ooh, good idea! I could use a new staff... Come on. Let's start with this shop here...
Merchant:
Oh, hey there, travelers! What can I get for you two today?
Chrom:
Ah, just looking for now, thank you. With all the armories about, we figure a little comparison shopping is in order.
Merchant:
Well, you've come to the right place- this is the weapons capital of the Outrealms. And no wonder- the mountains around here are chock full of the purest ore you'll find! Everything you see here has been crafted by hand too. No magical shortcuts, no, sir!
Lissa:
Do you carry any staves? This one just doesn't feel, I dunno...'me.'
Anna:
Do we carry staves?! Why, it just so happens staves are our specialty, sweetie! In fact, this week we have a special on Rescue staves: buy two, get the-
Villager:
Ack! Oh, gods! Oh, gods, it's horrible! They's comin'! Oh, gods, they's comin'!
Merchant:
Huh? What's wrong? Who's coming? ...It's not a rival weapons outlet, is it? With wholesale prices?!
Villager:
Ngah! Oh, gods, we ain't got time! We gotta run! Run! Oh, gods, oh, gods!
Chrom:
The gods have heard you by now, friend. Why don't you calm yourself and tell US what happened? Perhaps we can help.
Villager:
W-we was minin' up in the mountains...when there was a terrrrrrible shakin'! The earth just RIPPED right open, and then lava splashed in, all red-hot-like! Oh, gods! And then THeY attacked! Terrible beasties with dead eyes and r-razors for claws! They tore up five men without breakin' a sweat! They's comin' fer the rest of us!
Chrom:
Hmm... Sounds like Risen to me.
Merchant:
What?! But my sisters were up mining in those mountains today too! Anna and Anna! Anna too! And little Anna! ...Was there one more? ...Oh, yes, Anna! I have to save them!
Villager:
What, are ya gonna bargain 'em to death?! Ain't no way you'd last two seconds!
Chrom:
He's right- let us handle this.
Merchant:
What? You'd...you'd do that for me?
Lissa:
Sure! Helping total strangers out of sticky situations is kind of our thing. Plus, I know what it's like to worry yourself sick about a sister... We'll chew those Risen up and spit 'em right out! I mean...so to speak. Ick...
Chrom:
Indeed- we will not rest until Anna, Anna, Anna, Anna and...what was the last one? ...Ah yes, Anna- we will not rest until all five of them are safe. You have my word.
Merchant:
Oh, I cannot thank you enough! Please, is there anything I can do to help?
Lissa:
How about a few of those Rescue staves you mentioned earlier? They might come in handy.
Merchant:
Oh, yes, um... About that... So the mountains around here are actually Rescue-proof... The staves won't work. We used to have a problem with thieves using them to steal ore, you see. So we magically blocked the use of any staff that facilitates transportation of matter. To be honest, that's why they were on sale. Not much demand for them around here.
Lissa:
What?! That's crazy! There's no way we can- Er, fail? No way we can FAIL! That's what I was saying just now! Um, right, Chrom?
Chrom:
Er...right. Who needs indispensible magical items? We'll rescue them by hand! I'm certain Avatar will come up with something...
Merchant:
Oh, thank you, thank you so very much! I feel better already... Out of all my sisters, I'm closest with those five, you know. Together we've run this monopoly- er, CHAIN of armories for years and years. If anything should happen to any one of them, I...I just don't know what I would do. Promise me you'll rescue them all? Promise you won't leave anyone behind?
Chrom:
I promise we'll bring them back safe.
Merchant:
Then good luck and gods' speed!
Enter Map Text
Chrom:
Those must be the five Annas we're here to save... How did they end up back there? You couldn't pick a worse spot if you tried... Well, no helping that now. We must do all we can to keep them safe. You hear me, troops?! Protect those Annas at all costs!'
Battle Quotes
Yen'fay:
According to Say'ri, the Yen'fay of her time met his death in a place like this. How did it feel to fall in this dreadful heat? What final thoughts crossed his mind? Perhaps fighting here now will bring me closer to the answers I seek...
Stahl:
I can handle hot, but this place is a stewpot! Mmm... A huge, piping stewpot filled with big, juicy chunks of lava... Gods, did my stomach just growl? Seriously, what is wrong with me?
Panne:
Little could be harder than outliving the rest of one's race. This I know. Not that Annas are a 'race,' mind you, but still... The pain is similar. And that is why these sisters must be saved!
Aversa:
What sick sadists would force me to fight in this insufferable heat? Look- my clothes are already drenched in sweat! The stickiness is utterly revolting. I need a bath and I need it now, so could you please die as quickly as possible?
Sully:
All they wanted wwas a little ore to keep their business going. Instead they got monsters, magma and mayhem. It's a damned travesty! It's time to escort these Annas home to their sister, where they belong.
Gaius:
C'mon, did you really need to materialize in a lava field? You've caused all my sweets to melt! This stuff isn't cheap, you know. My gingersnaps cry for blood!
Gregor:
Oy... Gregor has heard of jobs where woman is tossed INTO fiery pit, yes... But taking OUT of fiery pit? Is first time! Good thing Gregor is thickly skinned. ...As for you, get out of way before Gregor stabs you in toasty face.
Vaike:
Ouch! The Vaike- oof!- does not fight well in- aieee!- hot places! Still, I can't be whinin' like a baby while the others are pullin' their weight. ...C'mon, you roast Risen! Let's see if ya got any pink in the middle!
Nowi:
I wonder if any of the Annas found dragonstones while they were mining... Not that I'm against helping for helping's sake, but just saying!
Kellam:
Anna's not the only one with lots of siblings, you know... And there's nothing sadder than an empty chair at the dinner table. That's it. I don't care if it goes unnoticed. I'm going to fight doubly hard today!
Virion:
Why is it so blasted hot here?! And this rocky path is giving me blisters! Does some cruel god wish for me to fall ever gracefully to a fiery death? ...Oof! Who was that? Did someone just bump me? You did that on purpose!
Anna Death
Lissa:
Oh no, Chrom! Anna down! Anna down!
Chrom:
We couldn't protect her... What will we tell Other Anna?
Frederick:
There'll be time to decide later, milord... Preferably when we don't have lava and Risen closing in!
Post Battle (Anna Death)
Frederick:
Milord, we have won the battle...
Chrom:
...But we couldn't save all the Annas. Damn!
Frederick:
We did what we could... We must venture on. There are others counting on us.
Chrom:
Rrgh...
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Thanks ^_^;; I kinda forgot about this with how busy I've been, don't worry about thracia and Binding, I'll get them done after school (Or before school XD) I'll just pop Narshen in now (I got Ishtar)
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Oh ugh, it's doing the crap it did last week with me only getting the notification >_> Time to mess around with spotpass again
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Hmm, I'm still getting nothing. This is annoying,
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Hmm, Spotpass is running late today...
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Hmm, I just noticed. I didn't buy the pack last week, but, I still had an update to go onto existing DLC content. I wonder if they fixed Basilio's quote from Death's Embrace?
If there was another game...
in Fire Emblem: Awakening
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I'd go
Chrom
Lissa
Frederick
Sumia
Tharja
Lucina
Tiki
Say'ri
Basilio
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