Old Wounds Part 1 - Chateau d'Oraguille Curilla: Why, <Player's Name>. You have become quite the fighter since we last met. I can tell by merely glancing at your arms. Those are the limbs of someone who has spent many an hour polishing his skills.
Curilla: However, if you were to take part in the Kingdom's tourneys, you would most certainly be defeated in the preliminary rounds.
Curilla: I sense a hint of question in your eyes.
Let me explain...
What separates the champions from the common folk lies in the acquisition of a single technique.
Curilla: That technique is...
Guilerme: Lady Curilla! We have completed our patrol of the perimeter! There is nothing to report!
Curilla: Understood. Inform the guards in waiting to begin their shift. You may rest in your quarters until you are summoned.
Guilerme: Yes, Lady Curilla!
Bacherume: Uh...um...Lady Curilla?
Curilla: What do you want? Do you have something else to report?
Bacherume: Wh-who might this adventurer be...?
Curilla: Do you mean <Player's Name>? His/Her skill with the single-handed blade has become quite renowned throughout the Kingdom. I am pondering over whether or not I should teach him/her the final technique and recommend him/her for the tourneys.
Phaviane: The final technique!? You don't think he could really...
Curilla: Hah hah. Your training for the technique transformed you from a bumbling squire to the proud knight you are today. Who is to say that <Player's Name> will not be able to handle the trial?
Guilerme: Th-that is true, but...but, <Player's Name> is just an adventurer. If he/she were to be i-injured during the training, think of the repercussions...
Curilla: Do I look as if I have not considered the repercussions? Do you wish to suggest that my judgment is erroneous?
Now off with you! Sufficient rest is an essential part of your duties!
Guilerme: Y-yes, ma'am!
Curilla: I apologize for the interruption. However, my offer remains. If you wish to continue with your training in the way of the sword, I will assist. The knights may seem to think differently, but I assure you you need not worry.
Curilla: Take this sword. It will bless you with its power until it senses that your skills have matured. Only then you will be ready to learn the final technique.
Curilla: Positive was I of your answer before you even spoke it. I can sense your desire for knowledge and power.
Curilla: Now take up in your hands this sword and begin your training.
Curilla: When you feel that the sword has recognized your might, return to me with the weakened blade. I will judge whether or not your journey is over.
Curilla: However, that is when the true trial will begin...
I wish you luck, but you must remember it is not luck, but skill and perseverance, that will lead you back to this hall.
Obtained: Sapara of Trials
Obtained key item: Weapon Training Guide
Old Wounds Part 2 - Chateau d'Oraguille Curilla: Ah yes, this sword sings of your strength and courageousness. I can see that you are ready for any challange put forth before you.
Curilla: However, as I mentioned before, the true trial has yet to begin. It is now time to prove your skill. Normally we would send a pair of knights to complete this final task, but you are strong enough to take this burden alone.
Curilla: You will no longer require the Sapara of Trials. You may return it to me. I will watch over it as you continue your training.
Good luck, and may the Goddess shine her light of grace upon you in battle.
Old Wounds Part 3 - Chateau d'Oraguille Curilla: I applaud you in your completion of the trial. You now have acquired enough skill to wield the final technique.
Curilla: However, you must not be content. I still feel that you are not yet ready for the grueling challenges that await you at the tourneys.
(Curilla turns her back to you)
Curilla: I remember when I took part in the competition. I wanted to prove my power to the Kingdom. I wanted to prove that there was no one could match me...
Curilla: However, that display was only a measure of how weak I actually was...
Curilla: During the championship match, I was possessed with the lust for victory. That lust powered me, and when I brought down my blade onto Prince Trion, the force was so great that it shattered his weapon.
Curilla: But as it shattered, a piece of the broken sword flew into my left eye, darkening it for eternity. While I did not lose my life, I had lost something just as important to a knight--my eyesight.
(Curilla turns back to you.)
Curilla: Though I did not let this stand in my way.
I continued my training, and just like you, acquired the final technique. And through my training, I learned to rely on more than that which reflects in the eye. I learned to feel what lies in my opponent's heart...
(Camera pans up the steps and shows Pieuje looking down from the banaster)
Pieuje: I see that the battle between you and my brother is still being waged.
Curilla: P-Prince Pieuje! How long have you been...
Pieuje: I just arrived, Curilla. I was beginning to wonder why our catain of the Temple Knights had failed to make her daily report.
(Camera returns to Curilla's point of view looking up at the prince)
I apologize for my tardiness! It will never happen again!
Pieuje: It seems as if you remain weighted down by the burdens you have placed upon your conscience.
Curilla: Weighted down... Again, I apologize, but I do not believe that is so.
Pieuje: Hah hah. You differ not from my dear brother. The shards of the blade that shattered that day still remain lodged within your hearts.
Pieuje: And so you remain at a distance...neither of you the victor in your ongoing battle.
Pieuje: Forget what I have said. I will be waiting in my chambers for your report.
(Pieuje turns and walks towards the upper door to exit.)
Curilla: Yes, Your Highness.
Pieuje: Curilla, you said that you had "learned to feel what lies in your opponent's heart." I think that you had best spend some time pondering over those words once again. You may find that you have been missing their true meaning.
Curilla: I know what those words mean. I know exactly what they mean...
Curilla: I do not regret losing my eye in that competition. I do not feel that I would be alive today, were it not for all I learned due to that accident.
(Curilla places her hand on her sword.)
Curilla: However, every time I take up my sword, I can feel the dull, throbbing pain it brings to my soul.
(She takes her hand off her sword.)
Curilla: I do not wish for you to make the same mistake as I... I apologize, but I have decided not to recommend you for the tourneys. I am sure there are other adventures more worthy of your newfound skill than a foolish game.
I wish you all the best in your journeys, <Player's Name>.