Chapter 10: The Two Mages (Script)
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Opening
Khadein is an independent city-state,
taking orders from no foreign nation.
The Archmage has many pontifices under him,
governing according to their counsel.
In the previous war, Pontifex Gharnef allied
with Dolhr and dragged Khadein into war,
and the city suffered great damage as result.
As Khadein had lost all of its pontifices,
Wendell became its Archmage and started
rebuilding the city.
However, Wendell left on a journey to fulfill
a mission given to him by Gotoh.
He then left Khadein in the care of two
young men.
They were two skilled and promising young
mages... Merric and Elrean.
Main story
Chris:
So this is the School of Khadein... The sanctuary of those who study
magic.
Marth:
Indeed, Merric studied here since he was a child. I personally have
no magical ability, but as for you...
(If Chris is good at magic)
Marth:
You're incredible. I don't think you'd lose to even Merric.
Chris:
I wonder if I could study here, in Khadein?
Marth:
Actually, I think they'd want you to teach.
(If Chris is OK at magic)
Marth:
You have potential. I'm sure you'd qualify to study here.
Chris:
Thank you, sire.
(If Chris isn’t good at magic)
Marth:
You too, hm...? You're not very good at magic either.
Chris:
Yeah...I'm not really cut out for it.
Marth:
Well, everyone has their own talents. I wouldn't worry too much
about it.
Map Start
Elrean:
Merric. It's time to put an end to this.
Merric:
Wait, Elrean! Why do we have to fight? We were both Master Wendell's
pupils: we're friends, are we not? Why do you despise me so?
Elrean:
I was Master Wendell's disciple before you, and I was the stronger
one. Even so, Master Wendell gave you Excalibur. He should have
given it to me! Clearly, I was the only one worthy to be his
successor, yet he...
Merric:
But I have no intention of succeeding Master Wendell. I hold no ill
feelings for Khadein, but once I finish studying I plan to go home.
Back in Altea, there is somebody I must protect for the rest of my
life... So, Elrean, please! Why don't you join us so we can take
back Altea?
Elrean:
Altea, you say?! Why should we help a country that rebelled against
the empire and attempted to invade their fair nation? The mage corps
of Khadein have sworn allegiance to Emperor Hardin. Oh, I see... I
knew it was you... YOU dragged the Altean army here!
Merric:
No!! That's not how it is!
Elrean:
Shut your mouth, traitor!! I won't listen to your lies any longer!
Your Excalibur and my Thoron; we'll put them to the test!
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Marth:
Everyone, we must rescue Merric! However, the enemies include
clerics who cannot fight. It would seem that they are being
threatened by the enemy. Please, try not to hurt them.
Recruiting Elrean
Wendell:
Elrean! What are you doing?!
Elrean:
Master Wendell...
Wendel:
You still don't understand my decision, do you? Indeed, as a mage,
your power surpasses mine. But you lack compassion. That is why I
did not grant you Excalibur.
Elrean:
... Compassion...?
Wendell:
I had decided that you were to be my successor when the time came.
To think you would harbor a grudge towards me... Does that not make
you the same as Gharnef?
Elrean:
The same as Gharnef...? Teacher! What are you saying?
Wendell:
Elrean, listen to me... Gharnef, along with Pontifex Miloah, were
Lord Gotoh's best pupils. But Lord Gotoh saw Gharnef's weakness, and
so he left Khadein and the Aura tome to Pontifex Miloah. Gharnef,
overcome by jealousy, stole the Darksphere from Lord Gotoh, and
created the Imhullu tome. As a result... His heart was trapped
within the Darksphere for all eternity. Wrath and envy led him to
ruin. Do you understand now, Elrean...?
Elrean:
...Teacher... ...Teacher! I'm so sorry. I... I was wrong. Please...
find it in your heart to forgive me!
Wendell:
Elrean, you will use that power of yours for the good of the people.
Understand?
Anyone vs. Elrean
Elrean:
I won't lose to someone like Merric. Anyone who sides with him is my
enemy. Thunder, strike them down! Thoron!!
Wendell vs. Elrean
Elrean:
Why does everyone side with HIM...? Even though... even though I'm
stronger!
Wendell:
How horrible...Consumed by your hatred, you have forgotten what is
truly important.
Elrean dies
Elrean:
Master Wendell...
If you finished the stage without killing any clerics
Chris (F):
Sire, we've rescued the clerics.
Chris (M):
Sire, we’ve rescued the clerics that were threatened by the enemy.
Marth:
Excellent. Good work, Chris.
Chris:
As thanks, they have offered to give us this.
End of stage conversation with Gotoh
Gotoh:
Marth... Do you hear me?
Marth:
Lord Gotoh! Yes, I can. You are speaking to me through magic, are you not? Lord Gotoh, I
must ask: what has happened to cause Hardin to suddenly change so
much?
Gotoh:
Hmm... The Darksphere is the culprit... Hardin's soul is trapped
within the Darksphere...
Marth:
The Darksphere? What on earth is that?
Gotoh:
Light, Star, Earth, Life and Darkness... In this world, there exist
five sacred orbs. The Darksphere is that which complements the
Lightsphere; in battle, it possesses the enemy's mind, negating
their attacks. But the Darksphere also amplifies wrath and envy, and
can turn its owner into a demon. Hardin must have obtained the
Darksphere from somewhere... And now his heart has been lost to it.
Marth:
But why? He should have been happy after his union with his beloved
Princess Nyna, so why the envy?
Gotoh:
Prince... Humans are never simple creatures... In any case, the only
object that can overcome Hardin's Darksphere is the Lightsphere. If
you want to do something about him, then you had best come and get
it from me.
Marth:
Huh? Really, Lord Gotoh? If we have the Lightsphere then we can save
Hardin?
Gotoh:
Well... If his heart is not completely consumed, then perhaps.
Marth:
Lord Gotoh! Please, lend the Lightsphere to me.
Gotoh:
If you come in person to the Ice Dragon Shrine where I reside, then
you shall have it. But that will be no easy task. So, Marth. Do you
have the courage to walk the path that Anri walked?
Marth:
Yes, I do! I will go!! Please, allow me to go! I must have the
Lightsphere!
Chris and Jagen conversations
Jagen:
Chris, may I have a word? As this army's strategist, I have been
observing each and every of our battles. If I were to sum up your
recent style of fighting, I would say...
(No Losses)
Jagen:
Most impressive! To the end. All of your comrades support each
other, and you fight as one, so as to not lose each other. With
Prince Marth as our core... and your support, we shall not falter.
Chris:
It is an honor, Sir Jagen.
(A few losses)
Jagen:
Excellent! There is no other word. At times we lose comrades... But
even so, we have always prevailed. With Prince Marth as our core...
and your support, we shall not falter.
Chris:
It is an honor, Sir Jagen.
(Many Losses)
Jagen:
Unsatisfactory... It pains me to say it. But your comrades have
fallen, one after another... At this rate, I worry for the future.
You must protect them from now on. Their lives are in your hands,
Chris.
Chris:
Yes, Sir Jagen.
Chris and Maris conversation
Maris:
Hey, can I talk to you for a second? I came here 'cause I heard
Marth's group was passing by, but, erm...
Chris:
Sorry, who are you?
Maris:
I'm Maris. A mercenary, and not a cheap one. I'd like to ask you
something: is yer prince okay with paying gold? Oh, of course, it's
okay if I have to wait until this war's over. So, erm... If you, er,
paid us, say... 590 gold for our services, that ought to do, I
think.
Chris:
Huh? If it's only that much, then Prince Marth would gladly pay...
Maris:
Phew! The rumors are true. He's completely different from all our
employers up till now. Right, Pops?
Dice:
He IS different. Looks like we hit the jackpot coming to this
desert. I'm Dice. On behalf of the both of us, it's great to be in
your service.
Conversation with Jagen if you unlocked the sidequest
Jagen:
Sire, we've just received new information. It concerns the
assassins' movements... Lord Horace, who thought to ally with us, is
in peril.
Marth:
Lord Horace...! Chris, Lord Horace is an Archanean knight in Princess Nyna's
service. He was our ally.
(Flashback)
Marth:
Lord Horace! I am Marth of Altea. I ask that you lay down your
arms...
Horace:
...... Is Princess Nyna... safe?
(End Flashback)
Marth:
We cannot abandon Lord Horace. Jagen, Chris, let's hurry!