The Scarlet Sword/Script
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|“||After liberating Grust, Marth accepted Wendell's request to find the lost orbs, and headed to the Fane of Raman. However the ancient temple, built to worship Naga, was wrecked by constant warring and has now become a thieves' hideout. "They're escaping with the temple's valuable treasures. We mustn't let them take them away. We must recover them!!" "We mustn't attract the attention of the soldiers guarding Chiasmir Bridge. We don't stand a chance of winning, so don't approach at all costs." "Also it seems there's a travelling child dancer who's lost her way in the forests. We must rescue her before she gets ambushed by the thieves!" After the troops received their orders, they surrounded the Fane of Raman. The flame of a new battle was about to ignite.||”|
— Chapter 7 Intro
Phina: Huff, huff... Please... Help... Those thieves... are going to...
Phina: Why... Why... aren't you saying anything? Oh, could it be!? You... are... one of them? I understand... You can do as you please! If you must kill, then kill me!!
Navarre: Miss... Follow me. The Altean army is approaching from the south of this forest. I will take you to them...
Phina: Huh, why are you helping me? Aren't you a thief as well?
Navarre: I was until now. But, I've changed my mind.
Navarre: Within the Altean army is somebody I want to see, that's all...
Phina: Huh... But in reality it's because I'm cute, right? But, that's alright. My name is Phina. I'm a dancer from Warren. Just seeing me dance will raise peoples' spirits. I'll show you as well. Oh, that's right. I was following a performing company, but I lost my way in the forests. And then I was ambushed by thieves... But this is great. Even though you look frightful, you're really a gentle guy. However, your appearance is... Your face isn't too bad, but your fashion sense is so and so. Also there's that hair. Does anybody have hair like that these days...?
Navarre: Enough! Have you finished yet!? Anyway, just don't leave my side. We'll head through the passageway towards the west and make our escape. If you don't want to die, then be quiet!!
Phina: Ah... Ye-yes. I'm sorry...
(Navarre and Phina join)
- Young man: Astram's mercenaries are guarding the fortress. They're so strong that even cry-babies are scared silent by them. "One less problem is better than one more problem." That's my best advice for you.
- Old man: The holy Fane of Raman, to the thieves, is just an ancient building. Those thieveing rogues living in there, it's just terrible.
- Old man: Have you seen that child's dance? It is really good. Seeing it instantly rejuvenates my tired body.
- Woman: Whatever you do, don't get close to that tunnel. I heard that a scary fire dragon lives in there.
Astram: You foul traitors! Taste the might of my Mercurius!
Dall: Stealing what rightfully belongs to us thieves. To think there could be such people in this world... You lot are monsters!
Jagen: Your highness, we've finally got rid of the thieves, but the temple has been completely wrecked by them and there's nothing left there.
Marth: Really, even the Fane of Raman has been reduced to ruins? This is a frightful age we're in.
Jagen: Yes, I bet even the Guardian God Naga is furious. It's as if we're heading towards the ruin of this world.
Marth: Jagen, you know the tales of Naga? Can you tell me what you know of them?
Jagen: Yes, but I only know a little... Over one thousand years ago—before the kingdom was founded—people lived in small villages scattered throughout the land. And one day, vicious monsters descended on the people, bringing destruction. Humanity was nearly wiped out. We cried out for help—and were heard. The goddess dispatched a fearsome warrior. In his right hand he held a sword of light; in the left, a shield with five jewels. After a fierce battle, the monsters were vanquished. His task complete, the warrior ascended to the heavens. The goddess Naga, here enshrined, protected us. "The one who became our shield / The one who became our god". Your highness, you should know that line from the first chapter of the Raman Bible.
Marth: Hmm, I have heard that before. The tales of Naga...
Jagen: Your highness, we must cross Chiasmir Bridge next. If we don't hurry, the enemy will gain full control of it and we won't be able to cross.
Marth: Hmm, that's true. That bridge could become very dangerous. Okay, tell all the troops that we're going to break across Chiasmir Bridge, and make sure that nobody falls behind!
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