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«FFXI-Movie» 0333 ToAU 05 - Confessions of Royalty

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«FFXI-Movie» Confessions of Royalty (Alternate)

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Confessions of Royalty - Northern San d'Oria
:Present Raillefal's letter?
Yes.
No. <----- Chose this option!

Guilerme: You stand before Chateau d'Oraguille. If you've no business here, begone!

Present Raillefal's letter?
Yes. <----- Chose this option!
No.

Guilerme: A letter for Monarlais Halver?

Guilerme: The penmanship is atrocious...
I cannot make out the addressee.

Bacherume: Let me see that.

Bacherume: The sender is...

Who is it from?
Prince Trion. <----- Chose this option!
Sage Raillefal.
The mercenary Raillefal.

Bacherume: Ahahaha!
A member of the royal family would never have such abominable penmanship!

Who is it from?
Prince Trion.
Sage Raillefal. <----- Chose this option!
The mercenary Raillefal.

Bacherume: Ahahaha!
A sage, you say? They write in characters that we simple folk cannot decipher...

Who is it from?
Prince Trion.
Sage Raillefal.
The mercenary Raillefal. <----- Chose this option!

Bacherume: Ahahaha!
Well, we must do the mercenary's bidding now, mustn't we?

Bacherume: But if this letter is truly meant for Monarlais Halver as you say, then we must see that he receives it...

Guilerme: I have it!
I shall deliver this letter myself.
We cannot allow riffraff from the gutter to simply waltz into the chateau.

Guilerme: But I will take your name for the records, of course.

Guilerme: Player name, is it?
Wait here.

Guilerme: You there!
That letter of your drained the color from Monarlais Halver's face!

Guilerme: Come with me!

Confessions of Royalty (pt.1) - Chateau d'Oraguille
Halver: So, you are Player name.

The guards tell me you were the one to deliver this letter...

Halver: What have we here?

Halver: This carrion worm scrawl...
I have seen its like before...

Halver: The person who entrusted you with this message...

Halver: Ahaha...
I should not say such things of our dear prince...

Halver: Though I am correct, am I not...?

Halver: This letter is from the heir to the throne of San d'Oria, the Prince Royal, Trion I d'Oraguille!

Bacherume: !?

Guilerme: It cannot be...
That awful penmanship...

Halver: I am mistaken, you say?

Halver: This letter was written by one Sage Raillefal?
But this chocobo scratch could only be the work of Prince Trion...

Halver: I shall prove it to you.
I have long attended to the prince and encountered many opportunities to decipher his...unique...style of writing...

Halver: A moment, if you will...

Halver: ...

Halver: ???

Halver: Astril Condes...?
Astral Wand...?
Uar...?

Halver: This truly is atrocious...

Halver: I have no doubt this letter is from Prince Trion!

Halver: But I am afraid I cannot make out the meaning...

Rahal: Monarlais Halver.
You look troubled. Perhaps I may be of assistance?

Halver: !

Halver: General Rahal.
Your offer of aid is most generous, however...

Rahal: No need to be so humble.
You have one of Trion's indecipherable letters, do you not?

Halver: How could you know...?

Rahal: I have my sources...

Rahal: Some days ago, Prince Trion abandoned the signing of some official documents...

Rahal: He placed a mannequin in his chair, and fled the chateau in the dead of night...

Halver: At least it was not a forest hare this time...

Rahal: That is when I had Travialce here shadow the prince's movements.
He has had training in the arts of the ninja.

Rahal: Please continue the tale, Travialce.

Travialce: Sir.
Prince Trion first made his way to Mhaura and passed himself off as an adventurer.

Halver: Dear Altana...
A member of the royal family traipsing about as an "adventurer"...

Halver: The court will be mortified.

Travialce: From there, His Highness boarded a ferry bound for the shores of Aht Urhgan...

Halver: Aht Urhgan!?
And then?

Travialce: I quickly slipped aboard as well, and guarded the royal person from the shadows.

Travialce: The ferry safely arrived in Al Zahbi with the prince none the wiser of my presence.

Travialce: After entering the city, Prince Trion headed straight to a mercenary company and apparently signed some sort of contract.

Halver: A contract!?
Surely not with his own name? This could escalate into an international crisis!

Travialce: There is nothing to fear on that count.
His Highness travels the Empire under the assumed name of "Raillefal."

Halver: So no one in Al Zahbi is aware of his true identity?

Travialce: I wouldn't say that, milord...
The prince is wearing a suit of guilded gold armor and is not subtle in his information gathering.

Halver: Great Goddess...
Then he is not disguised at all?

Travialce: No, milord.

Travialce: Come to think of it, I have seen this adventurer's face in the very same mercenary company...

Travialce: This letter must be the very same document I witnessed in the prince's hand at the Shararat Teahouse.

Rahal: I am wounded that Prince Trion does not have more trust in us, his loyal subjects...

Rahal: And I do wish he would act with a little more discretion.

Halver: That is a matter we shall discuss anon...

Halver: First, we must learn the reason for Prince Trion's seemingly frequent trips to the nation of Aht Urhgan.

Halver: What is the current state of the Near East?
Is the prince in any danger?

Rahal: Do not be concerned.

Rahal: I am sure that Travialce has learned much from following the prince.
Please enlighten us.

Travialce: Sir.
Raillefal...ah, Prince Trion, investigated the following facts.

Travialce: Four years ago, Jalzahn, the former Emperor of Aht Urhgan, and his wife both succumbed to the same illness...

Halver: Yes, I remember...
The Kingdom of San d'Oria sent her condolences.
The illness was quite virulent, as I recall...

Travialce: The beastmen who dwell on the western borders of the nation used this as an opportunity to cease offering tributes.

Halver: Hmph.
What more would you expect from those savages?

Travialce: Though the Empire's long war with the eastern nations was at a stalemate, they could not afford to grow complacent.

Travialce: The main body of the Imperial Army remained focused on the east...

Travialce: Meanwhile, the beastmen of the Mamool Ja Savagelands and Halvung Territory unfurled a banner of rebellion on the abandoned western front. It was not long before they were joined by an army known as the "Undead Swarm"...

Rahal: The military might of San d'Oria is fully occupied with the Orcish horde alone. If it were three separate armies...

Rahal: Even a mighty nation like Aht Urhgan must flounder...

Travialce: Of a certain, sir.
The capital itself has recently been the target of beastman invasions.

Travialce: Aht Urhgan now finds herself without the resources to even repair the walls of Al Zahbi...

Halver: No matter how impressive a swordsman Prince Trion is, we cannot allow him to remain in such a dangerous place.

Halver: I must take this matter up with those responsible for protecting the royal household.

Halver: Bring me General Curilla!

Halver: General Curilla. It appears a member of the Royal Knights has managed to track down the location of our wayward prince.

Curilla: And where, pray tell, would that be?

Halver: The Empire of Aht Urhgan.

Curilla: Aht Urhgan...

Curilla: The nation recruiting mercenaries?

Rahal: Yes.

Curilla: Then it stands to reason that the Temple Knights should stand little chance of finding the prince.

Halver: I seem to recall ordering you to take measures that would prevent this sort of thing from happening again. Am I mistaken?

Curilla: No, Monarlais Halver.
I have been derelict in my duty.

Halver: It is good that you recognize your failings, but you shall be made to take responsibility for this situation.

Curilla: Yes, milord.

Curilla: Forgive my directness, Monarlais Halver, but I feel I must ask.

Curilla: Why would Prince Trion travel to such a distant land? Does he feel so strongly about the Empire?

Halver: Prince Trion visited Al Zahbi once before, when the Emperor was yet hale and healthy.

Halver: The incident that occurred is most likely connected to all this...

Curilla: ?

Halver: However, now is not the time to be telling tales of the past.

Halver: This matter has grown beyond the realm of our judgement.
We must bring this letter to Prince Pieuje immediately.

Halver: Prince Pieuje!

Pieuje: What is all this commotion?

Pieuje: How like Trion to rush off without so much as a word...
He has earned a reputation for action before thought.

Halver: Your Highness.
This is the letter we believe to have been penned by your brother.

Halver: Travialce may have provided enough keys to unlock this rambling script...

Halver: This may require some time...

Pieuje: Hmph. There is no need to convene a meeting of linguists, Halver.
Let me see this letter.

Pieuje: This time, my brother's actions may have a positive side...

Pieuje: He writes on the current state of the Empire.

Pieuje: We must turn our attention to the Near East, where a battle on the scale of the Crystal War is brewing...

Rahal: What on Vana'diel is happening over there...?

Pieuje: There is an overwhelming reason for the beastman attacks on Al Zahbi.
I will read to you what my brother has written, word for word.

Pieuje: "At the center of this conflict is a treasure known as the Astral Candescence.

Pieuje: "This object emits an enchanting melody, unheard by mortal ears.

Pieuje: "This melody envelops and fills those nearby with a boundless energy, be they person or beastman.

Pieuje: "The citizens of Al Zahbi call this melody the Astral Wind."

Halver: I believe I have come to understand Prince Trion's apprehensions.

Rahal: You are not alone in that feeling.

Pieuje: Then we are in agreement.

Pieuje: Halver, have messengers sent to the other nations immediately.

Pieuje: We must convene an emergency meeting of the nations.

Halver: Understood, Your Highness.
And the location?

Pieuje: The location...
Send a request to Jeuno to secure a meeting room in the Grand Duke Palace.

Halver: At once.

Curilla: Prince Pieuje.
What shall be done about Prince Trion's frequent excursions outside of the kingdom?

Curilla: I do not wish to be rude, but we are well aware of how the prince reacts to attempts to dissuade him from his course...

Pieuje: That is true.

Pieuje: Having the heir to the throne playing at being a mercenary will not improve San d'Oria's image in the eyes of the world.

Pieuje: But the solution is simple.
I shall write my brother a letter.

Curilla: A letter, Your Highness?

Pieuje: Yes.
I have an idea.

Pieuje: But I shall need a volunteer to deliver it safely to Al Zahbi...

Rahal: I suggest Travialce. He is well versed in the geography of the region.

Pieuje: Excellent.
Let it be done.

Travialce: I will not fail you, Your Highness.

Halver: Your Highness, this is Player name.
He/She brought Prince Trion's letter back from the Near East.

Pieuje: Is that so?
I do not approve of my brother's rash actions, but he does have an eye for trustworthy messengers.

Pieuje: Player name.
I am sure you are exhausted from your long journey, but your presence will be required at the meeting in Jeuno.

Pieuje: We may have need of your testimony.

Halver: Player name.
Arrangements for the meeting will be made in all haste.

Halver: Make your way to Jeuno as soon as your preparations are complete.

Halver: I never thought the situation to be this grave...

Confessions of Royalty (pt.2) - Chateau d'Oraguille
Halver: Player name.

As you are likely aware, all matters concerning the royal family pass through me.

Show him Raillefal's letter?
Of course. <----- Chose this option!
Not a chance.

Halver: What have we here?

Halver: A letter...with writing so terrible I cannot even read that I am the intended recipient.

Halver: This carrion worm scrawl...
I have seen its like before...

Halver: The person who entrusted you with this message...

Halver: The "Lord of Illegibility," as I would call him...

Halver: I am certain...
This letter is from the heir to the throne of San d'Oria, the Prince Royal, Trion I d'Oraguille!

Halver: I am mistaken, you say?

Halver: This letter was written by one Sage Raillefal?
But this chocobo scratch could only be the work of Prince Trion...

Halver: I shall prove it to you.
I have long attended to the prince and encountered many opportunities to decipher his...unique...style of writing...

Halver: A moment, if you will...

Halver: ...

Halver: ???

Halver: Astril Condes...?
Astral Wand...?
Uar...?

Halver: This truly is atrocious...

Halver: I have no doubt this letter is from Prince Trion!

Halver: But I am afraid I cannot make out the meaning...

Rahal: Monarlais Halver.
You look trouble. Perhaps I may be of assistance?

Halver: !

Halver: General Rahal.
Your offer of aid is most generous, however...

Rahal: No need to be so humble.
You have one of Trion's indecipherable letters, do you not?

Halver: How could you know...?

Rahal: I have my sources...

Rahal: Some days ago, Prince Trion abandoned the signing of some official documents...

Rahal: He placed a mannequin in his chair, and fled the chateau in the dead of night...

Halver: At least it was not a forest hare this time...

Rahal: That is when I had Travialce here shadow the prince's movements.
He has had training in the arts of the ninja.

Rahal: Please continue the tale, Travialce.

Travialce: Sir.
Prince Trion first made his way to Mhaura and passed himself off as an adventurer.

Halver: Dear Altana...
A member of the royal family traipsing about as an "adventurer"...

Halver: The court will be mortified.

Travialce: From there, His Highness boarded a ferry bound for the shores of Aht Urhgan...

Halver: Aht Urhgan!?
And then?

Travialce: I quickly slipped aboard as well, and guarded the royal person from the shadows.

Travialce: The ferry safely arrived in Al Zahbi with the prince none the wiser of my presence.

Travialce: After entering the city, Prince Trion headed straight to a mercenary company and apparently signed some sort of contract.

Halver: A contract!?
Surely not with his own name? This could escalate into an international crisis!

Travialce: There is nothing to fear on that count.
His Highness travels the Empire under the assumed name of "Raillefal."

Halver: So no one in Al Zahbi is aware of his true identity?

Travialce: I wouldn't say that, milord...
The prince is wearing a suit of guilded gold armor and is not subtle in his information gathering.

Halver: Great Goddess...
Then he is not disguised at all?

Travialce: No, milord.

Travialce: Come to think of it, I have seen this adventurer's face in the very same mercenary company...

Travialce: This letter must be the very same document I witnessed in the prince's hand at the Shararat Teahouse.

Rahal: I am wounded that Prince Trion does not have more trust in us, his loyal subjects...

Rahal: And I do wish he would act with a little more discretion.

Halver: That is a matter we shall discuss anon...

Halver: First, we must learn the reason for Prince Trion's seemingly frequent trips to the nation of Aht Urhgan.

Halver: What is the current state of the Near East?
Is the prince in any danger?

Rahal: Do not be concerned.

Rahal: I am sure that Travialce has learned much from following the prince.
Please enlighten us.

Travialce: Sir.
Raillefal...ah, Prince Trion, investigated the following facts.

Travialce: Four years ago, Jalzahn, the former Emperor of Aht Urhgan, and his wife both succumbed to the same illness...

Halver: Yes, I remember...
The Kingdom of San d'Oria sent her condolences.
The illness was quite virulent, as I recall...

Travialce: The beastmen who dwell on the western borders of the nation used this as an opportunity to cease offering tributes.

Halver: Hmph.
What more would you expect from those savages?

Travialce: Though the Empire's long war with the eastern nations was at a stalemate, they could not afford to grow complacent.

Travialce: The main body of the Imperial Army remained focused on the east...

Travialce: Meanwhile, the beastmen of the Mamool Ja Savagelands and Halvung Territory unfurled a banner of rebellion on the abandoned western front. It was not long before they were joined by an army known as the "Undead Swarm"...

Rahal: The military might of San d'Oria is fully occupied with the Orcish horde alone. If it were three separate armies...

Rahal: Even a mighty nation like Aht Urhgan must flounder...

Travialce: Of a certain, sir.
The capital itself has recently been the target of beastman invasions.

Travialce: Aht Urhgan now finds herself without the resources to even repair the walls of Al Zahbi...

Halver: No matter how impressive a swordsman Prince Trion is, we cannot allow him to remain in such a dangerous place.

Halver: I must take this matter up with those responsible for protecting the royal household.

Halver: Bring me General Curilla!

Halver: General Curilla. It appears a member of the Royal Knights has managed to track down the location of our wayward prince.

Curilla: And where, pray tell, would that be?

Halver: The Empire of Aht Urhgan.

Curilla: Aht Urhgan...

Curilla: The nation recruiting mercenaries?

Rahal: Yes.

Curilla: Then it stands to reason that the Temple Knights should stand little chance of finding the prince.

Halver: I seem to recall ordering you to take measures that would prevent this sort of thing from happening again. Am I mistaken?

Curilla: No, Monarlais Halver.
I have been derelict in my duty.

Halver: It is good that you recognize your failings, but you shall be made to take responsibility for this situation.

Curilla: Yes, milord.

Curilla: Forgive my directness, Monarlais Halver, but I feel I must ask.

Curilla: Why would Prince Trion travel to such a distant land? Does he feel so strongly about the Empire?

Halver: Prince Trion visited Al Zahbi once before, when the Emperor was yet hale and healthy.

Halver: The incident that occurred is most likely connected to all this...

Curilla: ?

Halver: However, now is not the time to be telling tales of the past.

Halver: This matter has grown beyond the realm of our judgement.
We must bring this letter to Prince Pieuje immediately.

Halver: Prince Pieuje!

Pieuje: What is all this commotion?

Pieuje: How like Trion to rush off without so much as a word...
He has earned a reputation for action before thought.

Halver: Your Highness.
This is the letter we believe to have been penned by your brother.

Halver: Travialce may have provided enough keys to unlock this rambling script...

Halver: This may require some time...

Pieuje: Hmph. There is no need to convene a meeting of linguists, Halver.
Let me see this letter.

Pieuje: This time, my brother's actions may have a positive side...

Pieuje: He writes on the current state of the Empire.

Pieuje: We must turn our attention to the Near East, where a battle on the scale of the Crystal War is brewing...

Rahal: What on Vana'diel is happening over there...?

Pieuje: There is an overwhelming reason for the beastman attacks on Al Zahbi.
I will read to you what my brother has written, word for word.

Pieuje: "At the center of this conflict is a treasure known as the Astral Candescence.

Pieuje: "This object emits an enchanting melody, unheard by mortal ears.

Pieuje: "This melody envelops and fills those nearby with a boundless energy, be they person or beastman.

Pieuje: "The citizens of Al Zahbi call this melody the Astral Wind."

Halver: I believe I have come to understand Prince Trion's apprehensions.

Rahal: You are not alone in that feeling.

Pieuje: Then we are in agreement.

Pieuje: Halver, have messengers sent to the other nations immediately.

Pieuje: We must convene an emergency meeting of the nations.

Halver: Understood, Your Highness.
And the location?

Pieuje: The location...
Send a request to Jeuno to secure a meeting room in the Grand Duke Palace.

Halver: At once.

Curilla: Prince Pieuje.
What shall be done about Prince Trion's frequent excursions outside of the kingdom?

Curilla: I do not wish to be rude, but we are well aware of how the prince reacts to attempts to dissuade him from his course...

Pieuje: That is true.

Pieuje: Having the heir to the throne playing at being a mercenary will not improve San d'Oria's image in the eyes of the world.

Pieuje: But the solution is simple.
I shall write my brother a letter.

Curilla: A letter, Your Highness?

Pieuje: Yes.
I have an idea.

Pieuje: But I shall need a volunteer to deliver it safely to Al Zahbi...

Rahal: I suggest Travialce. He is well versed in the geography of the region.

Pieuje: Excellent.
Let it be done.

Travialce: I will not fail you, Your Highness.

Halver: Your Highness, this is Player name.
He/She brought Prince Trion's letter back from the Near East.

Pieuje: Is that so?
I do not approve of my brother's rash actions, but he does have an eye for trustworthy messengers.

Pieuje: Player name.
I am sure you are exhausted from your long journey, but your presence will be required at the meeting in Jeuno.

Pieuje: We may have need of your testimony.

Halver: Player name.
Arrangements for the meeting will be made in all haste.

Halver: Make your way to Jeuno as soon as your preparations are complete.

Halver: I never thought the situation to be this grave...

Show him Raillefal's letter?
Of course.
Not a chance. <----- Chose this option!

Halver: Hmmm. I had heard that the Empire of Aht Urhgan was desperately recruiting mercenaries, but to see one of their insignias with my own eyes...

Halver: Player name, you have become a mercenary, have you not?

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