«FFXI-Movie» 0370 ToAU 22 - Shield of Diplomacy

«FFXI-Movie» 0370 ToAU 22 - Shield of Diplomacy

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Shield of Diplomacy - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Naja Salaheem: What!?

Abquhbah: (Will this office never get a moment of peace...?)

Naja Salaheem: Ah!

Naja Salaheem: That is to say...

Naja Salaheem: One of my mercenaries acted without my knowledge...

Naja Salaheem: And offered his/her services as a local guide?

Naja Salaheem: Do I understand you correctly!?

Abquhbah: (I'm not trained for this kind of thing...)

Naja Salaheem: My a-a-apologies!

Naja Salaheem: That blockheaded...
Ah, I mean, that mercenary...

Naja Salaheem: ...has smeared mud on the good name of Salaheem's Sentinels!

Abquhbah: Oh...oh dear...
(I think that's the first time I've heard President Naja apologize...)

Naja Salaheem: It's unforgivable...

Naja Salaheem: ...that one of my mercenaries was bested by a bunch of Qiqirn...

Naja Salaheem: And then prrroceeded to take a nap, abandoning a valued client in the depths of the Aydeewa Subterrane!

Abquhbah: Ouch...
(I wouldn't want to be in Player name's shoes...)

Abquhbah: Oh.
Hello, Player name.

Abquhbah: You do have the worst timeing for showing up to work.
(Or is it always a bad time...?)

Abquhbah: The Windurstian Ambassador is here at the moment, talking business with President Naja...

Abquhbah: Did you hear everything...?
The president is in a bad mood!

Abquhbah: I think it would be wise for you to lay low for a few--

Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!!!

Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!

Naja Salaheem: Is someone there with you?

Abquhbah: No...I mean, yes...

Abquhbah: (I'm sorry, Player name...)

Abquhbah: (I can't lie, President Naja can hear a Qiqirn sneeze from 100 malms away...)

Naja Salaheem: Hmph.

Naja Salaheem: Well then.

Naja Salaheem: Ya need to take a look at the crrrystal compass.

Naja Salaheem: The ambassador would like to leave as soon as possible and needs a rrreliable mercenary.

Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!

Naja Salaheem: Just one thing.

Abquhbah: Yes, ma'am?

Naja Salaheem: Take Player name off the list of candidates.

Naja Salaheem: He's/She's rrruined his/her chance of showing our mercenary mettle to our forrreign guest.

Abquhbah: Y-yes, ma'am!!!

Karababa: Ohohoho.
Such an aggressive, no-nonsense style.
I haven't met your sort in quite a while.

Naja Salaheem: You flatter me, Lady Ambassador.

Naja Salaheem: Speed in rrresolving matters is part of our motto here.

King of Hearts: LaDy*KaRabAbA iS tHE*amBAsSadoR pLEni*poTEntiaRy oF*WiNDuRst.

King of Hearts: GReaT seRVicE*sHouLD bE*a giVEn!

Naja Salaheem: ...

King of Hearts: HoW*eVEr...

Naja Salaheem: Hm?

King of Hearts: Is thErE*a mERceNaRY*iN tHiS coMpaNY*cApAbLe oF*pRoteCTiNg LaDy*KaRabAbA?

Naja Salaheem: You...!?

Karababa: You?

Naja Salaheem: You...can put your trrrust in Salaheem's Sentinels.

Naja Salaheem: There is some varrriation in ability, but all of our employees excel in the mercenary field.

Naja Salaheem: That good-for-nothing mudsucker you had the misfortune of meeting...

Naja Salaheem: the one bad apple in the barrel!

Naja Salaheem: Naturally, we shall prrrovide you with the most talented mercenary in our employment.

King of Hearts: MoST*taLEnteD...?

King of Hearts: As taLEnteD*aS tHE*KiNg oF HeaRTs?

Naja Salaheem: Not a...!

Karababa: Hm?

Naja Salaheem: Ah...there could be no comparison.

Naja Salaheem: I guarantee the quality of my employees.

Naja Salaheem: However, none could hope to match your strrrength, King...ah, Your Majesty.

King of Hearts: HehE*heHEhE...
VeRY8uNLikeLY, I*agREe.

Karababa: Ohohoho.
Enough of that, King.
Your pride is embarrassing.

King of Hearts: BuT, LaDy*KaRabAbA...

Karababa: We are making an official request...

Karababa: ...I'm sure we need not worry about being lumped with someone like that former pest.

Naja Salaheem: Exactly, exactly!
Only the best for our most valued clients!

Naja Salaheem: We should be able to view a list verrry soon...

Naja Salaheem: What could be keeping him...?

Naja Salaheem: All of our employees are so exemplary, it's sometimes hard to make a decision, you see...

Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!!!

Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!

Naja Salaheem: The ambassador is waiting.

Abquhbah: M-my apologies!

Naja Salaheem: Ah, here we go!
So sorry for the delay.

Naja Salaheem: Now, which magnificent myrmidons do you have for us...?

Abquhbah: I'm terribly sorry, President Naja!

Naja Salaheem: Now what!?

Abquhbah: I...
You see...

Naja Salaheem: He is a harrrd worker, I guess...

Abquhbah: And I'm sure he wouldn't want to let you down, President Naja.

Naja Salaheem: Hmmm...

Naja Salaheem: Well, he's managed to get this far on gumption alon.
Ya gotta give him that much.

Naja Salaheem: Lady Ambassador...

Naja Salaheem: We finally brrring you...

Abquhbah: Dum-da-da-dum-da-da-da-dum.♪

Naja Salaheem: An outstanding warrior from the rrranks of the Sentinels...

Abquhbah: Da-dum.♪

Naja Salaheem: Falzum the Fearless!

Karababa: ...

Falzum: Uh...h-hello.
I'm F-Fal--

Naja Salaheem: He looks a little strrringy, but let me tell you, he's a rrraging tiger on the battlefield.

Karababa: ...

Naja Salaheem: Why, in the most rrrecent attack on teh city, he was beating down Mamool Ja on the right, and cleaving through Trolls on the left...

Karababa: ...Very well.

Naja Salaheem: I rrrealize it's hard to believe, but once he gets going...huh?

Karababa: Very wel.
He seems sturdy enough, as far as I can tell.

Karababa: He needs only to have no fear for his life.

Naja Salaheem: You have nothing to worry--

Karababa: I require a guide to the Navukgo Execution Chamber--there is no time for splitting hairs with a knife!

Falzum: !!!

Falzum: Ex-Ex-Execution Chamber!?

???: Ovjang...?

???: Ooovjaaang!

Aphmau: She's not here...

Aphmau: Where...

Aphmau: Where could she have gone?

Aphmau: I can't find her anywhere...

Aphmau: Grand Vizier...
Where is my Ovjang!?

Razfahd: It is merely one puppet among many.

Razfahd: Do you need to make such a fuss?

Aphmau: But...

Razfahd: You are almost sixteen.
Isn't it about time you stopped playing with dolls?

Aphmau: What...what have you done with Ovjang?

Razfahd: I have done nothing.
Your toy was not in that place.

Razfahd: You still have Mnejing here, don't you?

Razfahd: And that other puppet...

Razfahd: But no, it is not the time...

Raubahn: Grand Vizier Razfahd.
I have an urgent report.

Razfahd: Speak.

Raubahn: There is news on the investigation...

Razfahd: Very well.

Razfahd: Aphmau, you may leave.

Aphmau: Grand Vizier!?
I am not done speaking with you!

Razfahd: I don't have time for your childish antics right now.

Aphmau: Childish...!?

Aphmau: Me...!?

Razfahd: Enough.
Do as you are told.

Aphmau: I despise you!!!

Mnejing: You've let us down.

Raubahn: Is everything alright, sir?

Razfahd: She is much like her mother in her stubbornness...
A firm hand will do her good.

Raubahn: As you say, sir.
The Immortals will keep a closer eye on her, should she don those clothes again.

Razfahd: See that you do...

Raubahn: Sir.

Raubahn: My report concerns the investigation conducted after the mercenary's audience with the Empress.

Raubahn: There are rumors circulating in Nashmau that mention the Ashu Talif and the pirate, Luzaf.

Razfahd: Rumors? Started by the Qiqirn?

Raubahn: Yes, sir.
There is a degree of unreliability...

Raubahn: It is said that the ghost ship has been seen docking in the Troll city of Halvung.

Razfahd: What!?

Razfahd: What can it mean?
What connection could the Trolls have with the wandering spirits of corsairs...?

Raubahn: I regret to report that we have no concrete evidence as of this time...

Raubahn: However, there is one more thing.

Raubahn: Amnaf.

Amnaf: Sir...
I bring news from the staging point in Halvung.

Amnaf: Waudeen, the Immortal on duty, has made a report...

Amnaf: There has been a sighting of Cerberus in Halvung.

Razfahd: Cerberus?

Razfahd: The three-headed hound that guards the gates of the underworld?
That Cerberus?

Amnaf: Yes, Grand Vizier.
He is also known to have the role of hunter...

Amnaf: chase down souls that flee the realm of the dead...rend them with his terrible jaws, and return them to the underworld...

Raubahn: There has been an endless stream of accounts from mercenaries dispatched to the area.

Raubahn: At the very least, we can confirm that some creature resembling the legendary Cerberus is indeed in the vicinity.

Razfahd: The guard dog of Hades, ghost ships, the Dark Rider...

Razfahd: Heh.

Razfahd: I almost wish to raise a toast in celebration.

Razfahd: The cursed dead are gathering to hinder our grand plan.

Razfahd: Which only proves our cause to be just, would you not agree?

Raubahn: Wholeheartedly, sir.

Razfahd: Do not relax your surveillance.
Remember your assignments: the Halvung Moblins, Luzaf and his decrepit warship, that pseudo-ambassador from Windurst, our favorite mercenary, and most of all...

Razfahd: ...the Empress.

Falzum: I-I'm sorry!

Falzum: I just...I can't...

Falzum: It's beyond the base of the Halvung T-T-Troll Mercenaries...

Falzum: Past the crevasses b-b-boiling with m-m-magma...
Where the h-h-helldog Cerberus is said to stalk the tunnels...

Falzum: I just heard so...from Cacaroon, the rumormonger...

Falzum: E-e-even if I had a hundred lives...

Falzum: ...I could never make it to that awful p-p-place!

Naja Salaheem: Enough of your yammerin'!

Falzum: I-I-I...!

Naja Salaheem: Do you mean to sling mud on our good name as well!?

Falzum: I-I-I don't want anything to do with m-m-mud! Or m-m-magma!

Naja Salaheem: What are ya blabberin' about!?

Naja Salaheem: If ya want to see volcanic errruptions, ya just keep tryin' my patience!

Falzum: P-p-please! D-d-don't make me go!

Naja Salaheem: Unbelievable...

Naja Salaheem: I'm givin' ya this huge chance to prrrove yourself.

Naja Salaheem: And all ya do is cause me headaches!

Karababa: What a pitiful sight.

Naja Salaheem: !!!

King of Hearts: YeS, piTifUL*iNdeED.

Karababa: Perhaps I should try another company, now that this has come to light.

Naja Salaheem: Wait! Please!

Naja Salaheem: A moment more of your time!!!

Naja Salaheem: (Can't let my guard down for a second...)

Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!!!

Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!

Naja Salaheem: Brrring me another mercenary rrright away.
I don't care who it is!

Abquhbah: Right...right now?

Naja Salaheem: Are ya tryin' to make me rrrepeat myself!?

Abquhbah: No, ma'am!

Abquhbah: Urgh...

Abquhbah stares at Player name...

Abquhbah: (Player name! Would you go to the Navukgo Execution Chamber in Falzum's place?)

Go to the Execution Chamber?
A chance to redeem myself! <----- Chose this option!
I don't like the sound of that...

Abquhbah: We have Player name here.

Go to the Execution Chamber?
A chance to redeem myself!
I don't like the sound of that... <----- Chose this option!

Abquhbah: Look, if it isn't Player name!

Naja Salaheem: Aha...

Karababa: Oh. You again?

King of Hearts: I SHarE*yoUR diStAste, LaDy*KaRabAbA.

Karababa: Making these decisions is such a pain.

King of Hearts: I couLD*nEvEr mAkE*suCH a*chOiCE!

Naja Salaheem: Player name...
You've got some nerve showin' your--

Karababa: I have decided to change my stance!
I will give this mercenary one more chance!

King of Hearts: ArE yoU *ceRTaiN oF*tHiS, LaDy*KaRabAbA?

Karababa: (He/She will serve as my shield, should things go wrong.)

Karababa: (If he/she can make it through to the destination, Qiqirn will hardly seem strong...)

Karababa: I will settle for so-so!

Falzum: Th-thank W-W-Walahra...

King of Hearts: NavuKGo*ExEcuTioN*ChaMbeR.
Do NoT*diSapPOinT uS.

Naja Salaheem: If the client doesn't mind, then who am I to grrripe?

Naja Salaheem: Don't ya be tellin' me you're too afrrraid to go as well!

Naja Salaheem: Get your gear together, Player name, and prrresent yourself at the Navukgo Execution Chamber!

Shield of Diplomacy (pt.1) - Navukgo Execution Chamber
???: Well, paint me surprised.

???: Who woulda thought we'd find someone tough enough to make that hellhound fetch and roll over...

???: Right, Boss?

Luzaf: You have my thanks.
My crew can now rest easy for a time.

Gurfurlur: Gwahaha.
(No problem for Gurfurlur!)

Megomak: He says, "Think nothing of it."

Gurfurlur: (My soldiers never know defeat!)

Megomak: He says, "My forces are always at your disposal."

???: Hee hee, hee hee.
That's good to know.

???: That mad puppy chased 'em down even after they had broken free from the dead realm and disguised themselves as pirates.

???: Helps to have some bruisers like you on our side.

Luzaf: Silence, Flit.
You know nothing of our troubles.

Flit: Hee hee.
Right, I'll shut up now, Boss...

Gurfurlur: (Do not fear...
We have same enemy.)

Gurfurlur: (Break Empire, steal back what they stole from us.)

Megomak: He says, "If you swear to forfeit claim to the candescence on the eve of the Empire's destruction, we will honor our pact."

Megomak: And the (treasure of the Empire), right?

Luzaf: You will have both the candescence and the "treasure."

Megomak: !!!

Luzaf: We have no need for either.

Flit: Are you sure, Boss?
That candescence...

Luzaf: Flit.
What have I told you about the code of the corsair...?

Flit: Absolute obedience to the captain!
Oh...right. Shutting up again.

Luzaf: Listen well.

Luzaf: The Empire of Aht Urhgan...

Luzaf: They will unflinchingly sacrifice their own people for the sake of the Empress...

Luzaf: Eradicate any rebellion with ruthless force.

Luzaf: It has always been this way.
Then, and now...

Luzaf: Our reward shall be the head of the Empress.

Luzaf: That is all we require for our vengeance...

Gurfurlur: (Is that all!? Give me ship. I destroy Empire. Take head of Empress!)

Megomak: He says, "It's a deal! I bestow upon you this special weapon to mark the occasion..."

Megomak: Well, perhaps Gurfurlur does not say that.
But I offer this to you.
Take it!

Megomak: Or should I say, take it with you?

Prince Luzaf: I need no weapons from you.

Megomak: You don't understand.
This is far superior to anything you possess.

Flit: Hee hee.
What are you tryin' to pull?

Megomak: I offer you...

Megomak: Khimaira 13!

Luzaf: Khimaira...?

Flit: What's a "khimaira"?

Megomak:'ve never heard of a khimaira?

Megomak: There is a place...

Megomak: A secret facility known as the "Hazhalm Testing Grounds."

Megomak: In that place, forbidden alchemy was used to fuse different species of creature into entirely new monstrosities...

Megomak: These artificial creations are known collectively as "chimera."
The creature I offer to you is the original "khimaira" type.

Megomak: Lamia, puk, merro, hydra, mandragora...and many others beyond counting were given life there.

Megomak: It was a grand sanctuary of learning that attempted to approach the greatness of the gods themselves...

Megomak: Isn't that a great story?

Flit: So you're saying they mashed two monsters into one?

Flit: How come you know so much about it, Mr. Moblin?

Megomak: Why, because I've been there...

Megomak: steal an egg.

Flit: Right.
An egg...

Megomak: It may be more accurate to call it a seed of life.

Flit: Seed...of life?

Megomak: I'm no stranger to advanced alchemy. I wanted to make my own...

Megomak: My own chimera...
And start a business dealing in organic weapons.

Megomak: Isn't it magnificent?

Flit: Um, the boss already left.

Flit: He said he doesn't do business with creeps who mess with creation. Or somethin' like that.

Megomak: He what!? How could you turn down such an impressive specimen?

Gurfurlur: (Intruders!)

Flit: !

Shield of Diplomacy (pt.2) - Navukgo Execution Chamber
Megomak: What do you want?

Karababa: That's no way to greet your guests.

Karababa: We didn't come all the way down here to be treated like pests!

Gurfurlur: (Gurfurlur kill these?)

Megomak: No! No!

Megomak: (These people are my guests.)

Megomak: I remember now.
You are the scholar from the Middle Lands who was interested in the egg.

King of Hearts: MiDdLe*LaNds?

King of Hearts: LaDy*KaRabAbA iS a*doCToR kNoWn*aLL oVEr VaNa*diEL!

Megomak: What have we here?
Some form of arcana...?

Megomak: You are no alchemist.
What do you want with the egg?

Karababa: You need details for a black market trade?
The deal is done and made.

Megomak: As you wish.

Megomak: People have been talking of a Windurstian ambassador come to Al Zahbi...

Karababa: ...

Megomak: But what does it matter?
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
You have what I asked for?

Karababa: Bring out the chest...

Gurfurlur: (This for Gurfurlur?)

Megomak: (Put it down and back away!)

Gurfurlur: (You forget. Gurfurlur stronger than Moblin...)

Megomak: Sheesh. You can't buy good help these days.
Greedy Trolls...

Karababa: Now the formalities are complete,
I'll take my egg, all nice and neat.

Megomak: Of course...

Megomak: Take it...
But I warn you: the egg has become quite a handful!

Megomak: Rend their flesh, Khimaira 13!

Shield of Diplomacy (pt.3) - Navukgo Execution Chamber
Karababa: Ho-hum. Such a typical scene.

Karababa: These betrayals have become so routine.

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