Heroes of Light and Shadow Base: Cord and Bord
Base conversations
Bord and Cord 1
Bord:
Oh! There y'are, Cord.
Cord:
What's it now, Bord?
Bord:
Somebody mistook me for you, AGAIN!
Cord:
Wha...! Who was it!? I'll take care of 'em. Tell me!!
Bord:
Err... Huh, who was it again?
Cord:
Hey! Gimme a break. Man... You're really slow. You're like my
complete opposite.
Bord:
What!? What about you? Hitting things without caring what happens.
Faster doesn't mean better!
Cord:
What...! ......Show it. Today, we're gonna prove who's the better
one!
Bord:
Yeah, bring it! Don't come cryin' to me later!
Cord:
Heh, that's MY line, buddy. I'mma force you into an early
retirement!
Marth:
Did I just... hear something incredibly dangerous...?
Bord and Cord 2
Bord:
Hahh, haah...
Cord:
What's wrong? Outta breath already, Bord...?
Bord:
Heh heh... Don't be crazy. Look at yourself first! Alright, time to
drop... Here I come!
Cord:
Me too... Have atcha!
Bord:
One, two... yeah. Nine it is.
Cord:
...Alright. I got ten!
Bord:
What! Show me.
Cord:
Here ya go! Whaddya think?
Bord:
Y-you sonuva...
Cord:
Whaddya know? I win... this one.
Bord:
Wahaha! Nonsense! Look at how you've cut these... More doesn't mean
better, you dolt! Seriously, what are you gonna use this wood for?
Cord:
Firewood man, firewood! Who cares about the shape if you're gonna
burn 'em anyway? You're too naive!
Bord:
What didya say!? The cut of the wood can make it easier or harder to
burn! You're the naive one!
Cord:
Gah... You just won't accept it, will ya.
Bord:
Of course I won't.
Cord:
Then... we'll settle our score in that forest over there!
Bord:
Yeah! Don't worry. I'll pay my respects to your grave soon enough!
Marth:
Oh dear, those two... They're doing just as I feared, aren't they?
Bord and Cord 3
Cord:
Hiyaah, hyaah...
Bord:
Did we... take our match too far?
Cord:
What, you crying already?
Bord:
Don't spout rubbish. Aren't you the one with the trembling voice?
Cord:
Heh, shut up. I... chopped down the most trees! Victory is mine.
Bord:
Nah...! Just look at this opening. It's my win, any way you slice
it!
Cord:
What!?
Bord:
C'mon, don't tell me you're still denyin' it!?
Cord:
Damn you...!
Marth:
Wait, you two! Why are you fighting?
Cord:
Oh, Prince Marth...
Marth:
Did you two cut down all of... these trees by yourselves?
Cord:
Yeah... That's right.
Marth:
Ah, these trees... Bord cut these, right?
Bord:
What, you can tell!?
Marth:
Of course. It's a very clean, neat cut. There's no better material
for crafting training weapons than this. ...That is what I've heard
Jagen say many times. Let me express my gratitude. Thank you, Bord.
Bord:
Ah, thanks.
Marth:
Then, that mountain of wood must be Cord's.
Cord:
Y-yeah.
Marth:
Cord. Thanks to you, we've no lack of firewood. Your efforts mean
that we've never had any shortage of cooked food or lighting. Thank
you.
Cord:
Uh, no biggie.
Marth:
...By the way, why were the two of you engaged in such a heated
contest?
Cord:
N-no, it's...
Bord:
...Cord. Just this time, let's call it a draw... No, this time...
we're both winners!
Cord:
Yeah, ain't that right!
