Chapter 5: The Exalt and the King (Script)
Pre-Battle
Gangrel
What's this, then? The exalt herself, in all her radiance? I fear I must shield my eyes! Bwa ha ha ha!
Emmeryn
King Gangrel, I've come for the truth of this unfortunate incident between us.
Aversa
The truth? I can give you the truth.
Emmeryn
Perhaps milady might first share her name?
Aversa
You may call me Aversa.
Emmeryn
Very well, Aversa. Is Maribelle unharmed?
Gangrel
Who? Oh yes, that little blonde brat.
>Scene shifts to Maribelle and a brigand
Maribelle
Unhand me, you gutter-born troglodyte!
Lissa
Maribelle!
Maribelle
Lissa? Darling, is that you?
Aversa
This girl crossed the Plegian border without our consent. And what's more... She wounded the brave Plegian soldiers who sought only to escort her safely home.
Maribelle
LIES! You speak nothing but lies, hag! Did they not teach the meaning of the word "truth" in wretched-crone school?!
Aversa
...You see? No manners at all. Such a nasty little bird simply had to be caged.
>Scene switches back to Gangrel and Aversa
Gangrel
Such a violent temper speaks to her guilt. This will call for a weighty punishment. And if she were to later confess to being an Ylissean spy? My goodness! It would take an act of CONSIDERABLE good faith to repair our relations.
Maribelle
I have done nothing wrong! It is they who should confess! They are the ones who invaded Ylisse. They razed an entire village! When I attempted to intervene, they took me and dragged me across the border. Let the plundered shops and charred homes of that village serve as my proof!
Gangrel
That would only prove Ylisse has a bandit problem—something I hear oft of late... But indeed, tonight I shall weep salty tears into my pillow for your dead villagers.
Maribelle
Your Grace, please!
Emmeryn
Peace, Maribelle. I believe you. King Gangrel, I request that you release this woman at once. Surely you and I can sort out these affairs without the need of hostages.
Gangrel
Without so much as an apology? Why should I even bother with parley? I'm within my rights to have her head this instant and be home in time for supper.
Chrom
You black-hearted devil!
Gangrel
Control your dog, my dear, before he gets someone hurt.
Chrom
Rrgh...
Gangrel
Now then, Your Graceliness. Perhaps we can arrange a trade? You give me the Fire Emblem, and I return Mari Contrary here in one piece.
Emmeryn
You would ask for Ylisse's royal treasure? But why?
Gangrel
Because I know the legend! The Fire Emblem is the key to having all one's wishes realized. I have desired it for years. YEARS! ...Yet my birthday comes and goes each year, and nothing from Ylisse. Heheh...
Emmeryn
The Emblem's power is meant for a single purpose, King Gangrel: to save the world and its people at their hour of most desperate need. Would you claim a more noble wish?
Gangrel
I want what every Plegian wants—a grisly end for every last Ylissean! What could be more noble than that?
Emmeryn
What?
Gangrel
Surely you have not forgotten what the last exalt did to my people? Your father named us heathens! His "crusade" across Plegia butchered countless of my subjects and my kin!
Emmeryn
...I have never denied Ylisse's past wrongdoings. But I have sworn to never repeat those mistakes. Ours is now a realm of peace.
Gangrel
Yours is now a haven of hypocrisy! Now give me the Fire Emblem!
Maribelle
No, Your Grace! I'd sooner die than act as a bargaining chip for this filthy reprobate!
Emmeryn
No, Maribelle...
Gangrel
Ugh... Taaaaaalk talk-talk-talk-talk. It's time to speak louder than words! This negotiation is over, Your Luminosity! I shall have the Emblem if I have to pry it from your shiny dead hands!
>Brigands run toward Emmeryn; Chrom strikes one down
Chrom
Stay back! Or you'll all suffer the same fate!
Gangrel
Now that's a declaration of war if I've ever heard one... A big, messy war that will bleed you Ylisseans dry. Bwa ha ha!
>Scene shifts to Maribelle; Aversa approaches Maribelle
Aversa
Poor, stupid girl... Are you really worth fighting a war over? Years from now, you'll be remembered only as she who destroyed House Ylisse.
Maribelle
No... That's not... Oh, Lissa... Please, no...
>Wind magic strikes the brigand holding Maribelle; Ricken runs in
Aversa
...?!
Ricken
Maribelle! Go! You're free!
Maribelle
RICKEN?! What are you doing here?
Ricken
Just run! We can talk about it later!
Aversa
Oh, is this your little boyfriend? Isn't he just precious.
Ricken
Don't talk down to me, witch!
>Ricken attacks Aversa
Aversa
Nngh! W-wind magic?
Ricken
Come on, Maribelle!
Maribelle
Right!
>Ricken and Maribelle run off
Aversa
Wretched whelp! I should... No. Our soldiers have them outnumbered. The brats will be dead long before they can reach their comrades.
Start Battle
Gangrel
Bwa ha ha! I have my war! Captain Orton! Remain here, and take down as many Ylisseans as you can. You can expect reinforcements from the forts as well. Now, do your best—at doing your worst! Bwa ha!
>Battle Start
VS Orton
Orton
I won't ask for your name. Only your life!
Orton Defeated
Orton
This matters not. Soon war will be upon...your soil... Heh heh...
Post-Battle
Lissa
Maribelle! Are you hurt?!
Maribelle
Nothing I didn't return twofold, darling.
Robin
I'm glad you're safe.
Maribelle
Who...? Oh. It's you.
Robin
Yes. I know you're not especially fond of me, but it's a relief just the same.
Maribelle
Oh, it's not a question of fondness. I am simply protective of Lissa. My treasure is very sensitive, and... Wait. Am I really justifying myself to a commoner? Gods... Yes, well, I do...apologize for being curt. And... And... And you have my thanks for your part in the rescue. There, I said it!
>scene change
Chrom
Forgive me, Emm. I acted rashly.
Emmeryn
It's all right, Chrom. King Gangrel is the one at fault here. You were only protecting me.
Frederick
The Mad King will be rallying his forces, if they have not mobilized already. I suggest we make haste back to Ylisstol and discuss our strategy.
Emmeryn
Of course, Frederick. It seems war is upon us. We must protect the Ylissean people at all costs.
>To world map
