Fates Supports/Silas Nyx

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Silas: Nyx, do you mind if I ask about a possibly delicate subject?

Nyx: I don't need second sight to see where this is going.

Silas: Are you...well...is it true that you're older than me?

Nyx: This subject again...

Silas: Of course, you don't have to answer if you don't want to. I'm not entirely comfortable asking a woman about her age...

Nyx: I don't mind at all. It was obviously going to come up. The answer is yes. I'm older than you by quite a lot.

Silas: That seems so strange... And is it true, too, that you were cursed to be this way?

Nyx: You have good sources. Fell magic has prevented me from growing or aging.

Silas: Goodness. That sounds...serious.

Nyx: Yes. You can see why it's not something that I advertise.

Silas: Hmm...fair enough. I'm sorry. It must be hard for you, frozen in time like that.

Nyx: In some ways. But brooding over my condition does nothing to solve it. I try not to think about it these days.

Silas: Don't say that! You'll never figure out a cure if you give up.

Nyx: Sorry?

Silas: I'll find a way. I hate to see any of my allies in distress. I must do SOMETHING.

Nyx: But...

Silas: I'll break that curse, you see if I don't! It won't be long now!

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Silas: Oh, there you are, Nyx.

Nyx: Silas.

Silas: I've wandered pretty far afield in search of a way to break your curse.

Nyx: And your search was fruitless, I expect.

Silas: On the contrary.

Nyx: Don't feel bad. I'd already exhausted every avenue of— Wait. You found something?

Silas: Voila. This is a little remedy I found in a seedy little apothecary's shop in the city.

Nyx: You found this in some hole-in-the-wall shop, hm?

Silas: Yeah. Advances in modern medicine, and all that.

Nyx: Might I see it?

Silas: Of course! Better yet, go ahead and try it out. I'm eager to see if it works.

Nyx: Hmm. A powder... Silas, I have something to show you.

Silas: What is it?

Nyx: You can see here that it says "Guaranteed Curse Remedy" on the packaging. But look closer. The label has been affixed over the original packet. It used to say "Headache Remedy." This is common pain medicine.

Silas: Let me see that... Well. This is a blow to the ego... I should have known better.

Nyx: A packet of powder claiming to lift curses did seem strange to me. But I have to caution you, Silas. This curse won't be resolved so easily.

Silas: I refuse to accept that! I won't give up, not when there's a friend in need!

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Silas: I've got it this time for sure, Nyx! Voila!

Nyx: This looks...toxic...

Silas: I'm not surprised. It's mixed from mandrake roots, frog tongues, and dragon dung. As well as a few other ingredients I'd rather not mention. All of it was ground together and turned into a potion. I'm told it can lift any curse!

Nyx: Did you say...dragon dung? And that's one of the ingredients you're willing to name? What are you asking me to drink?!

Silas: Trust me, you don't want to know. You'd never agree to drink it otherwise.

Nyx: I'm not sure I want to drink it anyway...

Silas: I followed the recipe in the book to the letter, so it should work. Probably.

Nyx: I'm sorry, but there are lengths I won't go to. Even for this.

Silas: ...No, I suppose not. It's a lot to ask.

Nyx: Silas, really. You don't need to try so hard. I'm keenly aware that this is not the kind of curse that can be lifted with a potion. Besides, to some extent, I have only myself to blame.

Silas: What?

Nyx: Ah. I thought you knew. From a young age, I displayed a talent for black magic. I mastered some of the most heinous spells known to man as if they were child's play. They say power corrupts, and I can attest to that. My failure to control the magics I wielded resulted in many innocent deaths. This curse is the price for my hubris.

Silas: I had no idea...

Nyx: I'm honored that you're so determined to help me. But the situation is more complicated than you may have bargained for.

Silas: I see. Still, I won't let that stop me.

Nyx: Oh?

Silas: There must be a way to wipe your record clean. Something we haven't considered. We'll tackle that once the curse is lifted.

Nyx: ...Thank you, Silas. You've been kinder to me than most who know my secrets.

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Silas: Nyx...I've been waiting for you.

Nyx: What's going on? And why do you have so many flowers?

Silas: These bouquets are gifts for you.

Nyx: Thank you. I don't know what I'll do with them all, but it's a nice gesture.

Silas: These were what the florist suggested when I asked for ones signifying liberation.

Nyx: Liberation...that's a comforting thought.

Silas: I hope my other gift pleases you, too. It's an engagement ring.

Nyx: Indeed?

Silas: Nyx...I'd like us to be wed.

Nyx: ...Hm.

Silas: Let's get to the bottom of this curse as husband and wife. We'll find a way to set this right together. I'll support you to the end, body and soul.

Nyx: Thank you, Silas. I accept, of course.

Silas: ...

Nyx: Are we leaving it at that, then...?

Silas: Er, no. Sorry. I had much more to say, but all of it was moot when you simply agreed.

Nyx: Oh, yes, I see. You should know that I'm also a talented soothsayer. And I had a particular vision not long ago of a kind and devoted man visiting me. Through his kindness and dauntless effort, a path to my redemption would open. And little by little, my curse would begin to lift...

Silas: Is this true?!

Nyx: Yes. It even indicated that my life could be effectively over if I let him slip away. It was only today, after you spoke to me, that I could be certain... That man is you. And so I saw every reason to accept your proposal.

Silas: Fantastic... We ought to let the others know so we can be officially married at once.

Nyx: Why the rush?

Silas: I'm worried some other fellow will come along meeting the same criteria...

Nyx: Hahah, that seems unlikely. The vision spoke specifically of the man's undaunted effort. Only you would go so far as to bring me headache powder or some ghastly potion. Only you, of all the people I know, have been dauntless in your effort to cure me. So you see, it is clear to me that you were the one all along.