Darros/Conversations

The following text is an unofficial translation by fans. There may be stylistic differences with official sources and other unofficial translations.

This page contains all of Darros's paired base conversations.

Darros and Kris

First conversation

Darros: Harump... Arr, there be so much dirt t'clean here. I ought t'pull me load.
Kris: Huh, who might you be?
Darros: I be Darros. Do ye have any business with me?
Kris: The name's Kris. Well, not quite business, but... I thought I was the one in charge of cleaning this place.
Darros: Arr, I be sorry! But I be done soon, just wait a moment.
Kris: Erm, okay.
Darros: Harump...
Kris: Huh? Sir Darros... When you said you'll be done, did you mean all of the cleaning?
Darros: Aye, o' course. Is summit wrong?
Kris: No, not really, but...
Darros: Arr, good t'hear. Then, I be gettin' back t'work.
Kris: Ah, alright. Wow, the floor is sparkling... Now that's what I call a thorough job/hard-worker.

Second conversation

Kris: ...That's odd. I'm sure the broken weapons were supposed to be deposited here...
Darros: Ahoy, Kris, me matey!
Kris: Ah, Sir Darros. Did you happen to see any broken weapons around?
Darros: Arr, broken weapons ye say? I've already disposed of them.
(If Kris is male)
Kris: What, again...? Are you always stealing other people's cleaning duties, Sir Darros?
(If Kris is female)
Kris: What, again...? Are you always stealing other people's cleaning duties, Darros?

Darros: Aye, I suppose yer right.
Kris: Why do you work so hard? You could leave some of it to me.
Darros: ...Did ye know I used t'be a pirate?
Kris: Yes, I did.
Darros: Arr, back then... I committed many a grave sin.
Kris: ...
Darros: I even cooked baby fishies that got themselves caught in the ship's net.
Kris: Say what?
Darros: And every now and then, I discarded leftover provisions in the sea...
Kris: Hey, wait a minute. Are those the grave sins you were talking about?
Darros: rr... Even now, thinkin' o' them sends shivers down me spine.

Third conversation

Kris: Sir Darros.
Darros: Ahoy, Kris.
Kris: I'd like to ask you something, may I?
Darros: Aye, ask away me matey.
Kris: If I recall correctly, a few days ago, you spoke about some grave sins you committed during your days of piracy...
Darros: Arr... that.
Kris: Forgive me for saying this, but I didn't think they were as grave as you led them to be. Sir Darros, why did you become a pirate?
Darros: ...Arr, a long time ago... I was one of the crewmen o' a fishin' boat. However, one day, our ship was attacked by pirates. So, I picked up an axe that happened t'be lyin' nearby. That's when I noticed the pirates didn't attack me.
Kris: Why not?
Darros: Just look at me. They mistook me for one o' them. And then, ever since... Arr, it be just like I told ye before.
Kris: Then, what else did you use to do?
Darros: The same things as now, t'be honest: Ship cleanin' and some odd jobs here and there.
Kris: ...Heh!
Darros: Oi, Kris. I saw ye laughin'.
Kris: Oh, I'm sorry.
Darros: Arr, that reminds me, Kris.
Kris: What is it?
Darros: What say ye ride me ship once this war is over? We have good food, too!
(If Kris is male)
Kris: Yes, I'd love to. I'm sure it's the cleanest, tidiest ship around.
(If Kris is female)
Kris: Yes, I'd be glad to. I'm sure it's the cleanest, tidiest ship around.