Fates Supports/Orochi Rhajat(PC)
C Support
Orochi: Rhajat, we need to talk.
Rhajat: Ah, hello, Mother. Why are you making such a scary face? Did I do something?
Orochi: Listen, this is hard for me, but I have to ask you something. Be honest with me, OK?
Rhajat: O-OK... What is it?
Orochi: I heard that you cast a spell on a group of villagers the other day. Is that true?
Rhajat: They wanted me to perform a good-luck ritual for their upcoming harvest. I didn't really want to, but they were so insistent that I gave in eventually.
Orochi: I've been receiving complaints from them about your magic.
Rhajat: Why would they complain about me? I just complied with their request...
Orochi: They say that a mysterious illness is beginning to spread among them... Apparently they've never seen anything like it before.
Rhajat: I don't know why that would be. But sometimes even benign magic can have unintended side effects...
Orochi: They are blaming your magic for the sickness that is upon them. As if it brought some terrible evil to their village... Rhajat, I don't believe for a moment that you would ever attempt to hurt anyone. But you have to tell me about the enchantment you used. If it did cause their ailment, we'll have to find a way to cure them. I can't stand by while people spread nasty rumors about you.
Rhajat: Those villagers will be wary of me regardless of what I do. Maybe it doesn't really matter...
Orochi: What do you mean by that? Aren't you concerned that they're afraid of you?
Rhajat: It's complicated, Mother. You shouldn't involve yourself in this. No good will come of it.
(Rhajat leaves)
Orochi: W-wait! Come back here, Rhajat!
B Support
Orochi: *sigh* I'm so exhausted... But I can't afford to rest now. I'll have to muster all my energy. Time to head out!
Rhajat: Greetings, Mother...
Orochi: Rhajat! You snuck up on me.
Rhajat: That bag is awfully large. What have you been getting up to?
Orochi: I'm going to the...umm... To the market. I need a few vegetables.
Rhajat: I know things have been crazy lately, but you look exhausted. Why not rest? I'd be more than happy to go to the market for you.
Orochi: Don't worry. I'm perfectly fine, really.
Rhajat: Is this supposed shopping trip just a ruse? You're only now leaving the house, and yet that bag is filled to the brim. You were planning to assist those sick villagers, weren't you?
Orochi: What... How did you know?
Rhajat: I have a keen awareness of events unfolding around me. Do you feel obliged to come to their aid because they blame me?
Orochi: No, of course not.
Rhajat: Then what is driving you to help them?
Orochi: I hate to see people struggle and suffer around me. I know that you would never try to hurt anybody, Rhajat. My desire to help them doesn't have anything to do with you.
Rhajat: You didn't have to sneak around behind my back though...
Orochi: I'm so sorry. We should talk more about it. But I really have to go. The villagers need these supplies right away.
Rhajat: Wait... I know that I'm not responsible for this illness. I'll be able to explain everything soon. But I need a little more time...
Orochi: OK. Just come and find me whenever you're ready to talk. I'll be waiting.
Rhajat: Thank you for understanding, Mother.
A Support
Rhajat: Here, Mother. I wanted to show you what I've been working on.
Orochi: I've never seen this strain of herb before. Is it medicinal? Rhajat, can this be used to cure what ails those poor villagers?
Rhajat: Yes, it can. It took longer than I would have liked to mature. I even had to use a bit of light magic to encourage the herb's growth. If I could have brought it to you sooner, I would have. I just needed to make sure it worked first. I'm sorry...
Orochi: So how did you stumble upon this cure?
Rhajat: It took some time. When the villagers asked me to cast a spell for them, I noticed something strange... There were several people who were coughing profusely. A few of them also looked quite pale...
Orochi: So the villagers had already caught their illness before you cast the spell!
Rhajat: Yes, exactly. I had heard that there was a rare herb that naturally fights illness. I managed to track down some seeds, and got to sprouting them right away.
Orochi: Why didn't you just explain yourself to the villagers? They wouldn't have been so suspicious if you'd just spoken up!
Rhajat: My sole concern wasn't their perception of me. It was their health. The most important thing was to find a cure before the sickness got out of control. All I really cared about was you trusting me.
Orochi: You're so stubborn!
Rhajat: Um, why are you hugging me? We need to get this herb to the villagers right away.
Orochi: Shush up! Just let me enjoy this moment.
Rhajat: Ow, Mother! Let me go already. It hurts when you squeeze me so tightly. Listen, you should help me turn this herb into a tea. That way we can distribute it quickly.
Orochi: You're right! Let's go cure the villagers and clear your name! Follow me!
