Episode 3: Thieves of Justice (Script)

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Thieves of Justice

Opening

Narrative takes place in a room with books and a single candle

A few days after the Kingdom of Archanea fell and the royal palace with it... A man and a woman stepped foot in the palace town. The man's name was Rickard, and the woman was Lena.

MS303_OP2:

Rickard:
Wooow! So this is the fabled palace. They say it's been standin' for a millenium. It's huuuuge! Hey, Lena. There must be a millenium's worth of treasure inside.

Lena:
...Rickard, must you continue your thieving ways?

Rickard:
Are you kiddin' me? Don't forget we're NOBLE thieves. We put our lives on the line stealin' not for our own pockets, but so we can shower the poor with gold!

Lena:
B-but...

Rickard:
Hmm, I guess a palace of this size will be absolutely teemin' with guards. It ain't gonna be easy sneakin' in. Well, Lena. I'll go and scout for a bodyguard, so you just wait here for a moment. I'll be riiiight back!

Lena:
Oh, please don't be long!

MS303_OP3:

Bandit:
Well, hello there lovie, how's about you an' I share a moment together? Y'know what I mean?

Lena:
P-please leave me alone! I'm waiting here for someone.

Bandit:
C'mon, even a littl' moment would do.

Lena:
N-no! Let go of me!

Navarre:
Hey. You... Release this woman.

Bandit:
Who's there? This ain't got nothin' to do with ya!

Navarre:
...I see. Then, I have no choice.

Bandit:
H-h-hey... You kiddin', right? W-wait, d-don't tell me you're... Navarre...! S-somebody, save meee!

Navarre:
...

MS303_OP3_01:

Lena:
So you are Navarre, sir? My name is... Lena. I thank you from the bottom of my heart.

Navarre:
...It's dangerous here. Be careful.

Lena:
Oh, Navarre! Please wait a moment.

Lena:
Ah, err... I wonder if you would agree to be our bodyguard?

Navarre:
Bodyguard?

Lena:
Yes. We, er, have our reasons, so we've been looking for somebody capable to be our bodyguard.

Navarre:
...I'm expensive.

Lena:
I-if it's gold you want, then Rickard should be able to... Oh no, I mean... How expensive? I don't have much gold on hand... However, we need more help if we are to save the people in the village...

Navarre:
... Fine, tell me the details.

Lena:
Ah! Thank you, Navarre!

MS303_OP4:

Rickard:
Heeey! You alright? It's just a light wound, pull yourself together!

Castor:
W-water...

Rickard:
You want water? Here ya go!

Castor:
Slurrrrrrrp. Ahhhh...!

Rickard:
Ugh, you're kinda dirty. Hey, you alright?

Castor:
Huff... Thanks. Me name is Castor. You are?

Rickard:
I'm Rickard. You're not gonna live long if you stay in a place like this. What happened to ya?

Castor:
I desperately needed gold for me mother and young siblings back home. When I heard there'd be people willin' to hire me in this city, I came here without thinkin' to eat or drink...

Rickard:
Hmm, I gotcha. Oh, in that case, why doncha join us? We'll have gold if everythin' goes well.

Castor:
Really? Then, let me come along!

Lena:
Rickard! Are you there, Rickard!

Rickard:
Eh? Lena! Len...... What the? Err, who's that guy with you?

Lena:
Rickard, this is Navarre. He rescued me from a tricky situation.

Navarre:
...

Rickard:
Whoa, he's mighty scary!

Rickard:
Oh right, Lena. I found somebody willin' to join us.

Castor:
I am Castor, a hunter. Rickard saved me life.

Rickard:
Saved your life? C'mon, you're exaggeratin'!

Lena:
Teehee. Rickard, it seems I have misunderstood you. I was unaware of how thieves operate, so I thought they were all bad people. But you're different, aren't you? You desperately seek gold, but only so you can save people. Am I right?

Rickard:
W-well, sorta! Y-yeah, it's somethin' like that. Hahaha...

Castor:
I-I need gold for me ill mother...

Navarre:
You guys... better not be lying... Or I'll slice your tongues off.

Rickard:
Ah-ahahahahaha... A-anyway, we have enough people now. I reckon it's time we set up a plan!

MS303_OP5:

Rickard:
Here, this is a rough sketch of the palace.

Lena:
Oh my gosh, Rickard. How did you come by this?

Rickard:
Huh? Oh, er, I got this... From a traveler. Yeah, a traveler.

Navarre:
Rickard, show me your tongue.

Rickard:
Eeeeeeeek! No, no, I remembered wrong. Errr... I found it lyin' around as I passed by a nearby room, so I, er, borrowed it for a bit.

Lena:
Rickard! Taking things without permission is a terrible thing to do. No wonder people mistake you for a bandit. I'll go apologize for you later, so don't do it again. Am I clear?

Rickard:
Yeah, I won't do it again. Promise.

Navarre:
Rickard, tell us the plan already.

Rickard:
Huh? Oh yeah, sure. Lessee... First, there's a rampart HERE. We'll cross it and open the door. Then, once we're HERE, Navarre will take the lead. Meanwhile, Castor and I will stay close behind. We'll take care of any guys who escape from you, Navarre.

Navarre:
Though I hardly think there's anyone who'd survive my blade...

Rickard:
Eeek! No, no, gotta focus. Either way, I'll show 'em my moves as soon as we encounter the treasure.

Navarre:
...Don't forget I'll be watching. Always.

Rickard:
C-c'mon, Navarre! Whadya think I'm gonna do? Run off with all the treasure?

Navarre:
Yes, exactly.

Rickard:
Sigh... Even though I'm workin' sooo hard to save people in need... My own comrades don't even trust me... Oh, woe is me... Sniff, sniff, waaah!

Lena:
Oh, Rickard! Don't cry... Navarre, you went too far this time. Rickard is but a fragile child whose feelings are easily hurt...

Rickard:
Uwaaaah! Lenaaaaa!

Lena:
It's okay, Rickard. I believe in you.

Castor:
Hmmmmm... I see... So that's how you get people to trust you... Very clever...

Navarre:
...Rickard, get off the cleric.

Rickard:
Eeeep! Alright, I got it.

Rickard:
Then, uh, back to the plan! Lena, you stay behind us, alright?

Lena:
I'm coming along too?

Rickard:
Well, if you don't, who's gonna heal us when we get all battered an' bruised? Besides, Navarre here said he wouldn't come with us unless you were comin'.

Navarre:
I don't remember saying that...

Rickard:
You don't need to say anythin'! I can tell these things! Navarre, you're the type that has a soft spot for a pretty face and the right features. C'mon, you can't fool me. I can see in your eyes aaaall the troubles you've had with women.

Navarre:
You... You sure like spouting nonsense.

Rickard:
Huh? Castor, whatcha you doing? Have you been taking notes of our conversation?

Castor:
What? Oh no, this is, err... Reference. Yes, it's for reference.

Navarre:
...Don't tell me, you're planning a con act, with Rickard as the base.

Rickard:
No way! I'm so cute and cheerful that everybody forgives me if I just smile! But I don't think copyin' my style would suit a serious guy like you, Castor!

Lena:
Excuse me... Why is everyone talking about conning and thievery again?

Rickard:
Ahaha. 'Tis nothing, my dear Lena. Anyway I'm gonna catch some shut-eye. Good night y'all!

Navarre:
...How irresponsible. Sister, I'm going to rest as well.

Lena:
Alright. Good night, Navarre.

Castor:
It seems even Navarre--the Scarlet Swordsman--completely fell for Rickard's smooth talk.

Lena:
Do you really think so? To me, it just seems like he's bullying poor Rickard...

Castor:
Haha, you're too good of a person. Anyway, I'll rest for a bit, too. How about you?

Lena:
I'll stay here a little longer.

Castor:
I see... But, don't blame yourself too much.

Lena:
... Is saving people really so difficult...? Am I just a step away from committing a sin? Oh, gods! Please protect our weak souls...

Start Battle

Rickard:
Ohh boy! The sweet smell of unclaimed treasure! I could never tire of the thief's life! The palace is just as I expected! If I don't focus on crackin' open them treasure chests, why, it'll be morning before I notice it!

MS303_EV2:

Maris:
Man, I'm ravished... Hey, Pops. I just can't get along with this. Do we really need to work so hard for these disgusting thugs?

Dice:
Well ya see, we got no gold on hand. Not even enough to buy bread. If we wanna eat, sometimes we gotta do jobs we don't like.

Maris:
But, employing both of us for a measly 250 gold... They're just taking advantage of us.

Dice:
Damn straight. If only somebody would pay us 500, I'd work for them in a heartbeat...

Maris:
Sigh... Being hungry makes me angry. I don't care who, just come here. I'll make my sword rust with your blood.

If Rickard recruits Maris

Rickard:
Heey!　Lady!

Maris:
What the hell, don't frolic around kid. This ain't no childrens' playground.

Rickard:
I'm not a kid. I'm a thief. Say, why doncha join us?

Maris:
Wait, what?

Rickard:
Since I'm a thief, I can open treasure chests like I eat breakfast. There ain't anybody who can earn gold faster than me. Impressed?

Maris:
Hey kid. Are you telling me the truth?

Rickard:
I told you, I'm not a kid. Well, if you don't trust me, I guess I'll look for someone else.

Maris:
Hmm, you're pretty interesting. Alright, I'll believe you. However, you'll pay in blood if you betray me. Got it?

Rickard:
Alright. Then, we're set. How about I give you 500 gold in advance and a contingent fee later?

Maris:
500 gold? Heh, sounds fine to me. Alright, I'll join you then.

If Maris recruits Dice

Maris:
...So that's what's going on, Pops.

Dice:
I see, sounds interesting. Alright, gotcha. I'll come along, too.

Maris:
Yes, I figured you would, Pops.

Dice:
Damn straight. That's mah daughter for ya. Life's a gamble: it's always sink or swim... Betting on the unknown is more interesting than a sure win.

Vs Vaam

Vaam:
What the hell is wrong with you's! Are you's tryin' to steal our treasure!?

Vs Dice

Dice:
I am a hired sword, so I gotta do my job. C'mon, let's get this started!

Vs Maris

Maris:
You ain't going through here. Nothing personal.

Vaam defeated

Vaam:
M-my treasure... Damn... you's...

Dice dies

Dice:
Sorry... Maris...

Dice dies as an enemy

Dice:
My gamble's... over...

If Castor dies

Castor:
Mother... I'm sorry...

If Maris dies

Maris:
I lose... huh...?

If Maris dies as an enemy

Maris:
Damn... Too strong...

If Navarre dies

Navarre:
I've grown weak... huh...?

If Lena dies

Lena:
Ohh... Is this... my punishment...?

If Rickard dies

Rickard:
Oh... No way...

Post-Battle

Soldier:
General Camus, thieves have invaded the palace!

Camus:
What? They are fearless men for sure, if they've come to assault the palace's treasury. Very well. Capture all of them!

MS303_ED2:

Soldier:
Get them! There they are! This way!

Rickard:
Uwah! L-let go of me! Nooo, stoooooop!

Lena:
Oh...!

Rickard:
L-Lena!

Rickard:
...Who-who are you!?

Camus:
I am Camus of Grust. I am the one in charge of this palace. Are you the thieves who intruded here? Hmm... and a cleric too?

Camus:
Sister, what is the meaning of this? Why are you aiding these pack of thieves?

Lena:
So you are General Camus. Indeed, we came here to steal treasure. However, we're only doing this for the people of Archanea. Don't you know... how much suffering the Dolhrian army is causing to the people of this sacred land of Archanea...? Ever since the Dolhrian army invaded, Archanea has changed for the worst. Many have had their houses razed, lands stolen, and are now suffering from hunger even. General Camus! Do you take joy in seeing everyone so miserable!?

Camus:
Sister, 'tis true that Archanea's misery brings pain to my heart. However, I am a soldier. So long as my motherland Grust obeys Dolhr, I, too, must follow the empire's orders.

Lena:
General! Then, are you nothing but Dolhr's pawn?

Camus:
I suppose... regrettably, that's the only way one could describe me.

Nyna:
Please wait!

MS303_ED2_01:

General Camus, you are no pawn of Dolhr. Think about it! You defied Emperor Medeus's orders, allowing me to keep my honor and freedom as a princess. I am certain that, deep inside, you despise Dolhr as much as we do...

Camus:
...Perhaps you're right. However, just what do you expect I do...!?

Nyna:
You could turn a blind eye once again and let these people walk free.

Camus:
Sister, I'll let you keep the treasure you've obtained. Please distribute it among the poor and needy.

Lena:
You're... Princess Nyna? Oh, thank you so much! With this gold, we'll finally be able to begin rescuing the poor.

Nyna:
Camus, I beg of you. Take these people to somewhere safe.

Camus:
Haha, if it's an order from you, Princess, then what choice do I have?

MS303_ED3:

Camus:
There should be a village ahead of here. Now, go!

Rickard:
How lucky of us! Well, seeya!

Lena:
Thank you very much, General Camus. Please extend my thanks to Princess Nyna. I shall never forget this favor.

Rickard:
Lena, let's hurry, hurry! C'mon, I'm leaving you behind!

Lena:
Please, stay well!

Camus:
...

Scene returns to the dimly lit room

Camus: the Sable Knight of Grust. Even though his country was allied with Dolhr, he wasn't particularly fond of the empire, himself. Was his act of sheltering Princess Nyna, instead of killing her, a small sign of resistance against Dolhr...? Or was it something far greater...?