Some FE9 CH10 and part of CH11(?) script

[Mercakete]

I was on my second playthrough of FE9 and I had reached CH10: one of my favorite chapters. I was talking to my cousin, reading some script to her when she had to leave. Since I know we both love the antics of Kieran, I decided to take notes on some of the chapter script (this was before I joined SF, but I knew about the main site's content and knew there was nothing beyond CH7 as far as script goes (besides epilogue)). Here's what I coppied off the game:

(focus shifts to prisoners)

Sephiran: ...

Brom: Uh...tell me something, will you? What's going to happen to us? Those Daein Soldiers took my friends away, and they didn't never come back. What did they do to them?! Oh, something bad happened! I just know it!

Kieran: Quiet, fool! Keep your cowardly mutterings to yourself. It matters not what vile torture they devise. Atrue knight of Crimea is bold, steadfast, and strong. I care not if they pull out my nails with tongs or insert pins into the soft flesh of my underbelly or yank--

Brom: STOP IT! I can't bear torture! I'm not a professional soldier! I'm just part of the militia! I can't believe I left my family behind for this... Will I ever see them again? Oh, I want to go home.

Kieran: Curses... If only I had a weapon of some sort.

Nephenee: Help...will...come. I will not...give up...

(Ike talks to Sephiran)

Ike: You, there! We've come to rescue you.

Sephiran: Ah!

Ike: You're not a soldier, are you? Your clothing gives you away.

Sephiran: I am...a pilgrim. My name is Sephiran.

Ike: You're a monk? Why would they imprison you?

Sephiran: I was arrested in a nearby village, where I was tending to wounded Crimean knights. I recieved no trial but have nevertheless been kept prisoner in this place ever since.

Ike: I see... That explains it. We've come here to liberate the prisoners of war. You should take this opportunity to escape.

Sephiran: You will set me free? That is most gracious of you. If you've no objection, I would ask your name.

Ike: I am Ike of the Griel Mercenaries. Please, the cell door is open. You should leave while you can.

Sephiran: Thank you. Perhaps we will meet again, Ike.

(Ike talks to Brom)

Ike: You're a Crimean soldier, right? Come on! I'm here to rescue you!

Brom: S-seriously? I'm not dreaming again, am I?

Ike: I'm a mercenary in the employ of Princess Elincia. I'll give you all the details later. For now, we have to move!

Brom: What? The princess? Oh, happy day! Wait, let me stretch a bit... Ooo... Sorry, I'm stiff from this hard floor... Ow! Ow ow ow! Cramp! Cramp!

Ike: Oh for the love of-- Come on! This way!

Brom: All, all right! Hold on a second... I don't remember the king having any children...

Ike: There's no time to explain! Hurry up!

Brom: Oh! Uh, c-c-coming!

(Oscar talks to Kieran)

Oscar: You're from Crimea, right? Come on -- we're here to rescue you. We've opened your cell. Now's the time to escape.

Kieran (helmet on): Ah! It's you!

Oscar: Pardon?

Kieran (helmet off): I could never forget that squint! Knights of Crimea, twelfth regiment... Your name is Oscar!

Oscar: And you're... Wait a moment... You're Kieran, right?

Kieran: That is correct! I am Kieran... The same Kieran who has sworn himself to be your eternal rival!

Oscar: Uh... Right... Kieran... So...how've you been? You look good.

Kieran: As always, your manner is listless and inappropriate. It befits one who would call me foe! You were discharged three years ago...what are you doing here now? Aha! Could it be... You dastard! You've turned your coat and gone over to Daein, haven't you? Rarrrrr! What despicable, contemptible behavior! Unforgivable! Have you no shame? You were my one true rival! Where has that pride gone?

Oscar: The mercenary company I'm attached to serves under the command of the Princess of Crimea! We came here to free any Crimean prisoners.

Kieran: The Princess of Crimea?!? You're not part of the royal guard! How do you know about the Princess?

Oscar: Well, like I said, the Princess is our employer and--

Kieran: Aha! So, that's your scheme, is it? You hope to distinguish yourself by meritorious service and gain the glory that is rightfully mine! Admit it!

Oscar: Look, my duty is...

Kieran: Blast you! Curse your name! Curse the name of Oscar and all who call him kin! I will never let you surpass me! Princess! I'm coming! Kieran will be forever at your side!

Oscar: Whoa... He's even more excitable than I remember. Hard to believe he's actually a decent knight...

(At this point, fought Danomill. I think the boss convo is already up, though, so I'll skip what I wrote.)

(Ike talks to Nephenee)

Ike: You're a Crimean soldier, right? I've opened your cell. Let's get out of here.

Nephenee: Who...are you?

Ike: I'm Ike. I'm with a mercenary company hired by Princess Crimea. I can fill you in on the details later. For the time being, you'll just have to trust me.

Nephenee: ...Very well.

(After the map is cleared)

Ike: I've brought one of the Crimean prisoners.

Elincia: Ahem... I'm sure you are unaware of this, but I am...

Kieran: Princess Crimea!

Elincia: Oh...yes. Quite right.

Kieran: I am Kieran! I serves under General Geoffrey, as leader of Crimea's fifth platoon. My platoon had the honor of escorting you from the palace durring Daein's attack!

Elincia: Really? You were there when...

Kieran: I was! Lord Renning ordered my platoon to accompany General Geoffrey and serve as your escort. Our mission was to see you safely out of Crimea to Gallia's King. But we failed you... And when you were lost to us... I believed my worthless life was at its end... Yet here you are! To think that I would be so blessed as to see you again... Such emotion... I... The tears...sniff...

Elincia: Kieran, were there any others?

Kieran: Such terrific emotion... So-- I beg your pardon?

Elincia: Did anyone other than yourself survive?

Kieran: Of course! Though I was the only one unfortunate enough to suffer captivity. General Geoffrey and several of his soldiers fought off the Daein attack. They were able to slip away. Even now, they wait in Crimea, hoping for one last chance to strike a blow against Daein.

Elincia: Geoffrey... He is alive? Ah... How those words drive off the shadows across my heart... Thank you, Kieran. Thank you...for surviving.

Kieran: You are too kind, Your Highness. The opportunity to serve you again is the greatest reward I could ask for. For as long as I draw breath, I will stand ready at your side! This I swear.

Ike: All right, we know where Kieran stands... How about you two? Will you recognize Princess Elincia as the rightful hier to the Crimean throne? Will you fight for her?

(skipped a bunch)

Brom: This King of Daein's no friend of ours. And I hear he's doing terrible things, too... Vile tortures with rusty nails and...and more!

(skipped more)

Soren: He's a dubious character at best, but at least we know his motives. Everything begins and ends with gold. He'll be easy to control.

Titania: Soren, he's standing right there!

Soren: I don't think he minds.

(skipped a heck of a lot more; in CH11 now, I think. For sure in Port Toha now.)

Soren: Ignorance is a form of bliss, is it not? These people don't know what it's like to lose a war. They don't want to know. Crimea as a nation has always been blessed by peace. Perhaps this is due to the temperment of its rulers, but the country hasn't seen serious warfare for centuries. While minor skirmishes with the Kingdom of Daein have been legion, only the eastern borderlands have taken damage.

Ike: And yet even I know this peace will not last. When we met Daein forces on our scouting mission, they attacked us merely for being within the Crimean border.

Soren: Humans are shameless creatures that carelessly ignore any misfortune which does not befall them directly. They can -- and often do -- turn a blind eye to all manner of wickedness so long as it does not touch them or their kin. They will bow their heads, condemning those victims for bringing calamity upon themselves, and then they will cast thir eyes toward heaven in thanks while their neighbors lay dying around them.

Ike: But the war is happening here. This is their home, not someone else's.

Soren: When the Daein army darkens their doorsteps, perhaps they will understand. When the peace they take for granted is shattered, and their sons and daughters slaughtered in their sheets...perhaps then will they comprehend the misfortunes they so long pretended not to see. I have no sympathy for them.

Ike: ...

Ranulf: My goodness, the nastier the truth, the blunter he gets... Quite a delightful staff officer you have there.

Ike: He, um...he has an undeniable streak of severity in him but...but this? Something's bothering him. That's for sure.

Titania: It's to be expected. Even I'm a little shocked at this place. How can they be so placid? Soren's a very empathetic young man. The emotions of this place may have proven to be too much for him.

(and that's all I wrote. I hope it helped.)

[VincentASM]

Thanks for the help, but I currently have somebody working on the script. Progress is kind of slow since I'm kind of busy and I'm focusing on FE12 ^^

Recently I got around to adding Chapters 8 and 9 and I still have up to 13 to add.

[Mercakete]

Alright. Thanks for the scripts and thanks for telling me! ^_^ I look forward ro re-reading the game without worrying about characters dying, haha.