Awakening Supports/Tharja Donnel

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C Support

Tharja:
You there. Boy. Do you know where I can find a newt's eye?

Donnel:
Yes ma'am! I've seen tons of them slimy critters up in yonder stream. Hold and I'll fetch ya one!

Tharja:
You there. Boy. Where can I get the tail of a snow-white sow?

Donnel:
Fresh out, I'm 'fraid. But I can run ask the camp butcher if ya like!

Tharja:
That dunderhead wouldn't possibly have such a thing...

Donnel:
Well, I suppose I could hop down the valley and check the local swineherd. I reckon one'a them pigs'll have a white tail!

Tharja:
You there. Boy. Bring me a bat.

Donnel:
Shucks, they mostly live in caves down by the ol' fishin— Er, beg pardon, ma'am, but...did you just order me to go fetch a bat?

Tharja:
Yes, I did. Sometime today, please.

Donnel:
Well, all right then! I'll just toodle on down to the caves and flush one out!

Tharja:
...I can't imagine why that hayseed keeps following my orders. I haven't even had a chance to place a curse of servitude on him yet...

B Support

Donnel:
Howdy, ma'am! I got them two venomous black snakes you been lookin' fer!

Tharja:
Yes, thank you. Just throw them in the usual place.

Donnel:
You got it!

Tharja:
...... Well? Aren't you going to ask me?

Donnel:
Ask ya what, ma'am?

Tharja:
Tsk. Don't play coy. The favor, obviously.

Donnel:
I reckon I don't quite follow.

Tharja:
You want me to use my magic powers to do something for you, right? For weeks, you've been running hither and yon, collecting specimens. At first it was just amusing, but you've actually proved to be quite helpful. So then? Name your price. What do you want in return?

Donnel:
Well, I imagine I'd like ya to do nothin', ma'am.

Tharja:
I don't understand.

Donnel:
I don't want nothin' in particular, so I'm askin' ya to do nothin'.

Tharja:
Surely you must have some reason for helping me.

Donnel:
Gosh, ma'am. That's just how we do things back in my village. If a mage was settin' about to cast a curse, see, we was all duty bound to pitch in. Just like we all help build the barns and mend the fences and clear the pastures!

Tharja:
Wait. You used to help mages cast curses? Cast curses...on you?!

Donnel:
That's what curses are all about, right? Usin' dark arts fer the greater good? By helpin' you, I reckon I'm helpin' everyone in the Shepherds. Ain't that right? Gosh, maybe THAT should be my favor! I should ask ya to cast more nice magic!

Tharja:
I don't know who taught you about curses, but that's not how they work.

Donnel:
It ain't?

Tharja:
Gods, it's a wonder your village is still standing... But all right... I'll see if I can find a way to cast some, er, "nice" magic. And in the meantime, you can keep collecting specimens.

Donnel:
Yee-haw! It's a dilly of a deal!

Tharja:
I think this is going to be a very useful arrangement. ...Particularly for me.

A Support

Donnel:
Tharja, your hexes sure are powerful! Everyone's feelin' on top'a the world!

Tharja:
Hmm...

Donnel:
The cold what was goin' 'round done threw us all for a loop. I didn't know what we was gonna do till ya cast yer hex and fixed us up!

Tharja:
Snuffing out a sniffle is a fairly simple matter, actually. You just have to direct the curse at the cold instead of the person.

Donnel:
Well, you sure done impressed me! There's just one thing I don't get... Why don't ya want me tellin' no one it was you what cured them ailments?

Tharja:
People might get the wrong idea.

Donnel:
Whatcha mean?

Tharja:
They might think I did it for some kind of...common good... Or out of the goodness of my heart. *shudder* I only did it to thank you for the help you've given me. If people think I've gone soft, I'm finished as a dark mage...

Donnel:
Well, either way, the result's the same.

Tharja:
Yes, well. If you need some disease cured again, you know where I am. However, I want something of you in return.

Donnel:
Don't worry! I'll keep on collectin' all them creepy crawlies for ya!

Tharja:
...Heh heh. You really are quite useful.

S Support

Donnel:
Heya, Tharja. I've went'n collected all them things ya wanted.

Tharja:
...Ah, good. Then I have everything I need for my next spell. Just stand still please... Whew... It is done...

Donnel:
Erm, Tharja. Is it all right if I ask ya a lil' question?

Tharja:
That depends.

Donnel:
What was that spell you just cast? Usually ya tell me what yer fixin' to do, but not today.

Tharja:
I was making this.

Donnel:
Dancin' donkeys! That there's a fine ring!

Tharja:
...It's for you.

Donnel:
Fer me?!

Tharja:
I made another one just like it for myself.

Donnel:
Well shucks, this is startin' to sound like yer fixin' to get us hitched!

Tharja:
Well, yes, as far as society at large is concerned, we would be wed. However, in practice, I want you to be more like my...personal servant. I consulted a few books; this seemed the easiest way to secure cooperation.

Donnel:
Books? Yer dark-magic tomes talk about weddin's?

Tharja:
Well, what became weddings, yes... You'd be surprised how many social rituals have come out of the dark arts. In this case, an exchange of rings forging an unbreakable bond. It symbolizes a solemn pact that two people will stay together until death.

Donnel:
Gosh! Sounds like someone's in love with ol' Donny!

Tharja:
That...would be another way to put it, yes. In any case, I would like your answer. Will you join with me?

Donnel:
If you promise to love me all my life, then we got a deal! Collectin' bats and watchin' you cast hexes is excitin' as all get-out! I wouldn't mind doin' nothin' but fer the rest of my days!

Tharja:
Excellent! Then it's settled. Now put that ring on like a good boy... And become mine FOREVER! Eee hee hee...