The Lady of Blades
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 Dangerous Words
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The time has come, Forename. This day, we shall take Castrum Lacus Litore!
On behalf of the Resistance, I offer you my humblest thanks. We could not have come this far without your aid. What say you, my friend? Are you prepared to rout the Garleans? |
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Reports suggest a powerful mage presently commands the castrum, and the continued presence of Lyon sas Helsos will no doubt prove troublesome, to say the least.
Still, with you at our side, I am confident we will be victorious in the end. If we succeed, southern Bozja may very well be freed from the Empire's grasp. With you at our side, I have little doubt we will emerge victorious in the end. |
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System
You may now access the critical engagement "the Battle of Castrum Lacus Litore."
This critical engagement will be initiated when a sufficient number of players with access to Castrum Lacus Litore are present on the southern front. Furthermore, by completing other skirmishes and critical engagements, the time required before the Battle of Castrum Lacus Litore can be initiated again will be reduced. Be sure to prepare lost actions from the lost finds cache, as they may prove key to turning the tide of battle. |
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| More than Truth
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Something troubles you?
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Their soldiers fell so easily, fled so quickly. This all seems...too easy.
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We struck before their reinforcements could arrive, as planned, and our soldiers fought valiantly. If you believe our victory came easy, it is because your plan was executed to the letter, sir.
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Perhaps...
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Forename!
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Is... <pant> <pant> Is Mikoto...all right?
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We must split up and search for her.
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I don't believe that will be necessary.
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| Neverborn
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You are outnumbered and outmatched, Misija. Release her, and we may yet be lenient with you.
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I'm not here to bargain, Bajsaljen.
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Please, Misija. Whatever your grievance may be, I am certain we can find a solution. But you have to let her go.
We can build a better Bozja, Misija. Together. |
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Ever the optimist. And likely the first to go when this is all over.
Forename. If you would see her unharmed, come over here. Nice and slowly. |
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(Ready the Blades, and wait for an opening.)
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How I have waited for this moment.
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Forename, I'm so sorry...
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Careful. It would be a pity if I were forced to sully a holy relic such as this.
Would you care to enlighten our friend here as to its history? |
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What is she planning? And what is that queer-looking blade?
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Here.
We are going to take a little trip into the memories of this blade. If you wish to keep Mikoto in one piece, that is. |
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Mikoto!
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Do it! Do it now!
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Misija intends to explore the memories of that blade? Perhaps while she is occupied we can─
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No. It sounds as though Mikoto and Forename will be going with her. Interrupting them may have dire consequences. We must wait for our moment.
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Righteous Blade
Is it done, then?
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Forbearing Blade
She does not breathe, and her pulse has ceased.
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Beneficent Blade
We were fortunate to catch her unawares. Were we to have incurred the wrath of the blade, she may have destroyed us all.
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Righteous Blade
A quick, painless death. Like as not, she did not even realize what happened.
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Is this...the memory of the last queen?
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 Queen Gunnhildr 'Tis true the blade possessed a terrible power. But was this the only way?
I thought myself able to control it, to harness its power for good. And yet...it seems I was found wanting. At the very least, I shall take heart in the knowledge my people are safe. |
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Naught but lies and deceit. They used you, betrayed you, slaughtered you, and dragged your name through the dirt.
Now, rise, my queen. Exact your vengeance, erase their accursed legacy from the pages of history! |
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No! Leave her be!
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| Paradisaical Predicaments
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Go! Claim what is yours!
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Death to the deceivers... In the name of the queen...
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Retreat!
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Mikoto, no!
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Marsak!
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Forename! We must withdraw and regroup!
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All of you, run!
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Misija always seemed so kind, and caring. Why did it have to come to this?
I would like to believe the Empire has deceived her somehow but... I know it's not that simple. We have to stop her, Forename. |
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If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe it...
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Nothing is ever simple with you, is it? I only came here to deliver a message from Lady Fran.
I don't understand what's going on here, but I don't intend on staying long enough to find out. I suggest you keep your time here brief as well. |
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We were so close. So bloody close... Misija will pay for this.
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| Unspoken
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So the legends of her power are true, then. We thought them mere faerie tales.
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It wouldn't be the first time one turned out to be true. Trust me.
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But she is the protector of Bozja! Why would the queen do such a thing...?
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Misija. She has planted a seed of hatred within the queen.
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The queen's memory was altered, then?
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That hatred seemed to be reaffirmed when the queen looked upon the soldiers bearing the weapons of her guard. Misija was likely anticipating that reaction.
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Death to the deceivers they said... Gods, what happened all those years ago?
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Let us not dwell on the past. The Blades must be saved.
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I'm afraid the effects of tempering cannot be undone... Or rather, a cure has yet to be found.
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Damn it all. Was this part of her plan as well?
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Let us return to Gangos. There is still much for us to discuss.
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Understood.
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To lose the castrum and Gunnhildr's Blades both... A heavy and most unexpected blow.
It seems that rather than rely on sheer numbers, Menenius had a far more devious scheme in mind all along. And we played right into his hands. Thankfully, reinforcements from Dalmasca have recently arrived, and more from the Eastern alliance will soon join our ranks as well. |
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Until then, there is naught to do but wait and plan our next move. Now is the time to rest, my friend. You have more than earned it.
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| The Emperor's Wont
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Well, well! Word around here is you summoned a primal, is that right? You certainly know how to make a good first impression, don't you lass?
I've seen similar from Albeleo and that auracite of his, but a primal summoning? That takes a great deal more aether, doesn't it? And I'd imagine even more to control it. |
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You have done well. Now, go. Tend to your wounds.
That's an order. We have ample time before the Resistance returns, and when they do, I will have need of you again. Understood? |
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Yes, sir.
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Poor thing. If only she could learn to let go, it would be better for everyone. Well, some more than others...
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...What do you want?
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I trust you're aware of the request from the IIIrd Legion to return to the capital?
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Of course I am. But Gabranth is in no position to comply with such orders.
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I thought as much. Not that it matters. Nerva is just like his father Titus, weak and a coward. Unfit to give orders, let alone lead a nation.
Having spent time serving under Basch I understand full well your frustration, but the Garlemald you long for is a thing of the past. Though I must say, your plans to stall for time have proven quite effective. One can only hope you are as prepared as our dear Noah for what comes next. |
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What is it you are trying to say?
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Soldiers with potential like her are not something to be used and discarded like an old boot.
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I... We have never considered her to be expendable. She is a valuable asset.
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For now, at least. Like I always say, death finds a way to weed out the unremarkable and otherwise ill fortuned.
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<sigh> I almost envy you and your insouciance. Not that you would ever heed my council on such matters, let alone Gabranth's.
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Says the man who ignores the council of peers and superiors both to defend Bozja.
But I really have to hand it to you, enthralling those Resistance soldiers was a fantastic idea. Why bother with persuasion when you have the power to enslave minds? Hahaha! |
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Flattery ill suits you Lyon, even when false.
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Perhaps, but dirty tricks like that suit you quite well, don't they? You always were a conniving bastard. A real snake in the grass.
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That I shall take as a compliment.
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System
You can now exchange Bozjan coins for gear by speaking with the Resistance supplier at Utya's Aegis.
Gear provided by the Resistance supplier possesses special attributes that are only effective when battling on the Bozjan southern front. |
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Even now I struggle to what happened at the castrum. To lose Gunnhildr's Blades to the IVth Legion... It beggars belief.
That this may have all been a ploy to afford them time to assemble reinforcements is quite concerning. Thankfully we have reinforcements of our own in the Dalmascan resistance, with more on the way from our Far Eastern allies. I but pray it will be enough to contend with this new threat. <sigh> For now, we can do naught but rest and regroup. I will not keep you, unless there is something you wish to discuss? |
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Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine Queen Gunnhildr herself could be turned against us, her blades enslaved by way of foul magicks.
Now that I think of it, reforging the blades of Gunnhildr was originally proposed by Misija, as was the exploration of memories. Could this have been her aim all along? At any rate, something must be done about this new weapon of the Empire. If you've nothing else to discuss, I would give this new turn of events some thought. |
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Thank goodness Mikoto was okay. No time to relax, though. Not as long as the IVth Legion is still out there up to no good.
Anything you need before I get back to work? |
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We have learned much from the enemy supplies and accoutrements we recovered from the southern front. Indeed,we have already begun to incorporate this newfound knowledge into new arms for the Resistance.
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Nothing is ever simple with you, is it? I only came here to deliver a message from Lady Fran.
Well, I don't understand what's going on here, but I don't intend on staying long enough after my work is through. Though I suppose I can take a moment to talk, if there's something you need to know. |