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| - |- BGCOLOR="#FFA500" !Legacy of the Lost (pt.1) - Arrapago Reef |- BGCOLOR="#FFEC8B" |???: Mwahahahaha... Fhu Madihmin: You have returned to this haunted place... Such bravery. Fhu Madihmin: But you do not possess an Ephramadian gold coin... Fhu Madihmin: Without the fare, I will not put my cutter out to sea...do you see? Fhu Madihmin: Farewell... |- BGCOLOR="#FFA500" !Legacy of the Lost (pt.2) - Arrapago Reef |- BGCOLOR="#FFEC8B" |???: Mwahahahaha... Fhu Madihmin: You have returned to this haunted place... Such bravery. Fhu Madihmin: You seek to make another foray into the Coffin, black and foreboding...? Do you wish passage to the Black Coffin? I do. Not at this time. <----- Chose this option! Fhu Madihmin: Without the fare, I will not put my cutter out to sea...do you see? Fhu Madihmin: Farewell... Do you wish passage to the Black Coffin? I do. <----- Chose this option! Not at this time. Fhu Madihmin: The Ephramadian gold coin you hold will pay your fare... Fhu Madihmin: Mwahahahaha... Fhu Madihmin: My cutter will bear you to the...coffin...you seek... Fhu Madihmin: Farewell... Flit: What are you gonna do with her, Boss? Luzaf: ... Flit: His Maleficence awaits. Off with the girl, and let's get on with the ceremony in Hazhalm. Ovjang: We are done, Admiral! Flit: Tired of cleaning already? That's what you get for sending a snob to do a swab's job... Aphmau: You do us a disservice, Master Flit. The deck is swept and scrubbed! Ovjang: Aphmau was only supervising, though... Aphmau: Ovjang! Shhh! Flit: Well, then. For your next chore... Luzaf: Enough, Flit! Luzaf: I must speak with our guests in private. Ovjang: Oho! The Admiral desires our exclusive company! Flit: B-but, we weren't done talk-- Luzaf: Flit. Do not make me repeat myself. Flit: Aye aye, Cap'n. You're the boss. Aphmau: How...how are you feeling? Luzaf: Much recovered. Luzaf: I was told you stayed at my bedside throughout the night. Luzaf: I am grateful. Aphmau: It was nothing... Aphmau: But now...now that you know... Luzaf: That you are the Empress? Aphmau: Yes. Luzaf: In the past, you would already lie slain at my feet. Aphmau: !!! Luzaf: Do not be concerned. Luzaf: Such a petty act of vengeance no longer stirs my heart. Aphmau: Luzaf... Luzaf: I was once the Crown Prince of Ephramad. Luzaf: My kingdom was destroyed by the Empire of Aht Urhgan while I studied in distant lands... Luzaf: I would not yield to the Imperial conquerors, and forged the remnants of the Ephramadian navy into a rebel force--the corsairs. Luzaf: Our battles with the Empire raged day after day... Luzaf: And then during the course of a single night, the entire corsair fleet was annihilated at the hands of Lamiae as the ships slept in port--Lamiae under the control of the Imperial Army. Luzaf: The Black Coffin--the only ship to escape the slaughter--was ambushed by Imperial war galleys and sent to the ocean floor... Luzaf: That is the story of my death... Aphmau: Then you really are...dead? A ghost? Luzaf: A ghost... I suppose that I am. Aphmau: But, you appear as a living being. Solid to the touch... Luzaf: I don't think you could call this existence "living". Aphmau: What do you mean? Luzaf: Even now, I am irrevocably chained to the underworld. Aphmau: Does this have something to do with that shadow in Periqia? Luzaf: The shadow? Yes, that form will be my fate. As ordained by Odin, my immortal lord... Aphmau: The form of the Dark Rider...? Luzaf: You miss little, I see. Luzaf: As the violent throes of the battered Black Coffin threw me over the side and I sank into the dark, cold waters of oblivion, I made a plea to the dark god... Luzaf: "Great Odin, guardian of the Kingdom of Ephramad, I beseech thee... Luzaf: "If it is but one swing of my blade, grant me the chance for revenge." Luzaf: It was then that Odin appeared before me. Aphmau: !!! Luzaf: He spoke to me thus: "When the Age of Judgement draws near, I shall grant thy wish... Luzaf: "But once thy revenge is complete, thou shalt destroy mine enemy...Alexander." Aphmau: Alexander... Aphmau: The legendary savior who will be reborn in the body of the iron giant in the hour of the Empire's greatest need... Luzaf: I am aware of the legend. It is the reason I forged this pact--the chance for revenge against the Empire. The desire consumed my very being... Luzaf: The next time I awoke, I found myself upon the deck of the Black Coffin, afloat at sea. Luzaf: It was if I had merely slept, albeit for long years... Aphmau: Two hundred years...isn't that right? Luzaf: Yes. Luzaf: To prepare for my war against the Empire, I joined forces with the beastmen. Luzaf: I then searched for the automatons--the keys to manipulating the iron giant. Luzaf: But I eventually realized, or should I say, was made to realize: Luzaf: My seething wrath was for the emperor that destroyed my kingdom... Luzaf: ...and the empire he ruled during my living years. Luzaf: That empire no longer exists. And you, Aphmau, are not the one against whom I seek revenge. Luzaf: Am I not pitiful? A vengeful shade that has lost his taste for vengeance... Mnejing: You are pitiful... Luzaf: What!? Aphmau: You still have the chance to rebuild the Kingdom of Ephramad! Luzaf: But I... Aphmau: I learned a lot living in the temple. Aphmau: The descendants of Ephramad still yearn for the age when their kingdom yet flourished... Aphmau: There are those who still fight for such a reality. Aphmau: You can help them find the path to the kingdom of their dreams. Luzaf: The people of Ephramad...survived... Luzaf: But this path you speak of, will it not lead to conflict and bloodshed with the Empire, plunging all once again into the flames of war? Ovjang: Admiral. Prince Luzaf. Have you forgotten with whom you speak? Luzaf: ! Aphmau: Leave the empire to us! Luzaf: Heh. Luzaf: Hahahah. You are right. And I am still a corsair. I will take a gamble on this fool's venture. Aphmau: That's the spirit! You must undo this pact with Odin as soon as possible... Luzaf: Yes...I must seek audience with my dark lord. Flit: Please, Boss. The tears won't stop. Luzaf: Flit... Flit: Giving up on the revenge business is your call. Flit: But your crew has been restored, and your ship raised from the ocean floor. Flit: The pact must be honored. Flit: Your path lies in one direction only: Flit: To Hazhalm, and an existence as the new Dark Rider, incarnation of the Great Odin. Flit: If you renege on the deal, you know what awaits you and your crew, right? Luzaf: ... Aphmau: Hazhalm? What is he talking about? Flit: Hee hee, hee hee. Flit: What a tragedy. A real shame, it is. The poor little Empress floundering in the dark. Flit: You spent so much energy playing the part of a puppetmaster, you never noticed the Grand Vizier pulling your strings. Aphmau: How dare you! Luzaf: Enough, Flit. Flit: Went a little bit far there, didn't I? How about I make it up by teaching you about Hazhalm? Flit: It was the site for alchemical experiments that pushed the limits of reason. Flit: The reckless fools eventually ripped the very fabric of reality, and opened a door into Odin's domain--without even knocking, I might add. Flit: Of course, we've been using that tear as a shortcut into this world. Flit: Hee hee, hee hee! Luzaf: You have made your point. Let us proceed to Hazhalm. Flit: Yes! Proceed! No other choice, really. Ovjang: Are you serious about this, Admiral? Luzaf: I will present myself before Odin, and nullify the pact. Flit: Yes! Nullify! No other choi... Flit: Hold on, hold on! What's this talk about nullifying!? Aphmau: Are you sure, Luzaf? Luzaf: I am sure. Fate's grip is strong, but we are the masters of our own destiny. Luzaf: You taught me that. Aphmau: Me? Luzaf: When I look at you... Luzaf: ...I feel as I did in my younger days. I remember what it is to hope. Luzaf: There were so many things I didn't know back then, so many things I wanted to learn. Luzaf: Aphmau. You are searching for a way to save your Empire... Luzaf: A way to save your citizens from despair and misery. Luzaf: To do that you seek to uncover the truth behind the world in which you live. Aphmau: I do...but... Luzaf: Aphmau... Nashmeira. Aphmau: !? Luzaf: You must come with me! Come to Hazhalm! Luzaf: Then you shall behold the truth with your own eyes. Aphmau: I...I will go with you. Flit: (Hee hee, hee hee.) Flit: (There are some things in this world better left unknown...) Salabwahn: Admiral. Luzaf: What is it? Salabwahn: The ship appears to have picked up another rat... Aphmau: Player name! Salabwahn: You know this intruder? Aphmau: That man/woman is my private mercenary! Please stay your blades! Aphmau: But, why...? Aphmau: Why are you here? Why did you board the Black Coffin? To find you. <----- Chose this option! To find Luzaf. Aphmau: Oh, Player name. You really are my mercenary! Why did you board the Black Coffin? To find you. To find Luzaf. <----- Chose this option! Salabwahn: To what end?? Aphmau: Oh, Player name... You shouldn't jest. Luzaf: Your linkpearl should have been confiscated... Did you call this mercenary? Aphmau: Huh? Uh...right, yes. I called him/her in to act as my bodyguard! Aphmau: Isn't that right, Mnejing? Mnejing: R-right. The old message-in-a-bottle trick... Flit: (Where do all these meddlers come from...?) Salabwahn: You expect me to swallow that story? Flit: Ahem! But this works out perfectly, Boss. Flit: You need help if you mean to rebuild your kingdom. Flit: The Ephramadian treasure you "recovered" from the Empire is still stashed in Talacca Cove. Flit: And there have been all those Immortals sniffing about lately... Luzaf: Immortals? Luzaf: It matters not--the treasure is veiled by a powerful spell of concealment. Luzaf: The only way to pierce the illusion is with a percipient eye. And you and I possess the only two in existence. Flit: Right, right, it's a great spell. Fantastic. But who knows what those Immortals are capable of? Flit: There's no guarantee they haven't sucked up some crazy sensory ability from some hapless creature. Flit: That's why we need Player name. Flit: And Talacca Cove just happens to be on the way to Hazhalm. Flit: If you give your percipient eye to Player name, he/she can work security on the treasure. Flit: This is Aphmau's loyal mercenary we're talking about here. Flit: We can trust him/her not to swipe the goods, and to lead those blue devils off the scent if they get too close. Aphmau: But I need Player name by my side... Flit: Well, I can't argue with that. Flit: If he/she stays on the ship, we'll just have to submit him/her to a thorough investigation. Just to be on the safe side, you understand. Flit: Wouldn't you agree, First Mate Salabwahn? Aphmau: I...uh... Aphmau: (Just play along!) Aphmau: Why, yes! We have the utmost faith in Player name. Aphmau: He/She is the perfect choice to keep your precious treasure safe and sound. Luzaf: Very well. I shall abide by your judgment. Luzaf: Take this, Player name. Luzaf: Keep watch over the treasure until we return to Talacca Cove. Luzaf: But if you sense you are needed, be ready to fly to our side with all haste. |- BGCOLOR="#FFA500" !Legacy of the Lost - Talacca Cove |- BGCOLOR="#FFEC8B" |No script applicable |}
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