Wrath of the Griffon Spoilers
The following are transcripts and video from the Wings of the Goddess quest Wrath of the Griffon.
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Cast
- Altennia
- Excenmille
- Bistillot
- Darvylle
- Zogbog
- Buchzvotch
- Count Bifrons
- Rahal
- Rholont
- Halver M Borel
- Phillieulais S Dieuffon
- Alphonimile
Scene 1: Southern San d'Oria (S)
Rholont: PLAYERNAME! Welcome back from your mission!
Rholont: However, I am afraid there is no time for revelry. Engineer Bistillot has called an emergency meeting. The captain himself is due to arrive shortly.
Excenmille: Bistillot! What is the meaning of this?
Excenmille: I trust you had good reason to call this meeting without my prior consent.
Bistillot: Naturally, Captain Excenmille.
Bistillot: I have called this meeting to report information obtained via the linkpearls we planted to eavesdr---
Excenmille: H-hold it there, Bistillot!
Excenmille: PLAYERNAME does not yet know the plumes d'or were fitted with linkpearls...
Rahal: E-Excenmille!
Excenmille: Uh-oh...
Rahal: You just speared your own foot...
Bistillot: The information was obtained via the plume d'or -- er, linkpearl planted on the captain's father.
Bistillot: Altennia's regiment was ambushed by Orcs in Jugner Forest.
Excenmille: What!?
Rahal: Wh-what has become of Altennia...?
Bistillot: Of Squire Altennia, I do not know... However, rumor of the regiment's demise runs rampant across the knights.
Excenmille: B-Bistillot, is there naught else you have learned?
???: (Buzz... crackle... buzz...)
Bistillot: ...!? A new transmission... Quiet, everyone.
Bistillot: There is something coming from the linkpearl planted on Temple Knight Darvylle.
???: (Buzz... fizz... crackle...)
Flash to Darvylle, the demon Count Bifrons and the orc Zogbog in Jugner Forest.
Zogbog: Why, my dear Count Bifrons... To what do I owe the pleasure of your presence?
Count Bifrons: Spare me your hollow formalities, Zogbog. You will report the current situation to me -- without garnish.
Zogbog: A-as you command, m'lord...
Zogbog: With the invaluable aid of Temple Knight Darvylle, who stands here before you, not only have we successfully eliminated General Mouchand of the Temple Knights, but we were also able to free our captured Orcish brethren from the clutches of the Elvaan.
Zogbog: And prior to your arrival, m'lord, intelligence supplied by Darvylle led to the successful ambush of an entire regiment of San d'Orian knights.
Count Bifrons: Hm. I expected no less.
Count Bifrons: Now, Temple Knight Darvylle, was it? I would know why a person of your standing would be motivated to... betray your own kind?
Darvylle: ...
Count Bifrons: Hahaha! You need not answer. War has no place for righteous types, and your motivation interests me not. But an Orc collaborating with an Elvaan makes for a curious site indeed. As you were.
Zogbog: Grr... He thinks much too highly of himself.
Back in San d'Oria...
Bistillot: Temple Knight Darvylle... is conspiring with the Beastman Confederate?
Bistillot: Th-this does not bode well!
Rahal: What is it, Bistillot?
Bistillot: The assassination of General Mouchand, the breakout of the Orc captives, and the ambush on Altennia's regiment... can all be traced back to one man...
Bistillot: Temple Knight Darvylle -- he has been leaking military secrets to the orcs!
Excenmille: "Zogbog"... So that is the name of the glib-tongued Orc with whom we crossed swords in Jugner Forest.
Bistillot: Hush! Their conversation continues...
Darvylle: (Zogbog. There is but one more thing.)
Darvylle: (The new captive, the squire called Altennia...)
Darvylle: (She knows of my involvement in this scheme.)
Darvylle: (It would be most... inconvenient if she were to return to San d'Oria and spread "lies" of the role I played. I trust you understand what is required.)
Excenmille: ...!?
Rholont: D-does this mean Squire Altennia is still alive!?
Bistillot: From what I gather of that transmission, Squire Altennia survived the ambush and is now a captive in the hands of the orcs.
Bistillot: She has not yet come to harm, but...
Rahal: Darvylle has expressly stated his intent to... to...
Excenmille: Altennia!
Excenmille runs off.
Rahal: Excenmille, wait!
Rahal: Bistillot, Rholont! The elders must be informed of this most sinister plot!
Rahal: Altennia's life is at stake. We have no choice but to confess regarding the plumes d'or.
Rahal: I will catch up to Excenmille.
Rahal: Come with me, PLAYERNAME.
Bistillot: As you command, sir!
Bistillot: We have reason to believe the Orcs are encamped in Jugner Forest.
Bistillot: In all likelihood, they will be in the southern region of Jugner Forest, not far from La Vaule.
Bistillot: Be warned!
Bistillot: This fiendish group of Orcs was able to take even the Royal Knights unawares. You must practice the highest degree of caution on this mission.
Rholont: Lietenant! PLAYERNAME! We pray for Squire Altennia's safe return!
Rahal: Let us make haste, PLAYERNAME!
Scene II: Jugner Forest
Rahal: A squad of Orcs?
Rahal: PLAYERNAME, look yonder!
You see an orc leading Altennia through the forest. She is pushed down at Darvylle's feet.
Zogbog: Darvylle, I would advise against keeping Buchzvotch waiting. He is far from patient, even by Orc standards, so let's finish this and be on our way.
Altennia: So you finally show your true colors, Temple Knight Darvylle.
Altennia: I had my suspicions from the very beginning.
Darvylle: I commend you on your fine detective work. But, I am saddened to say that it was all for naught.
Altennia: Betraying your king, and selling out your own comrades to the enemy... No words could describe my contempt for you.
Altennia: Now, answer me! What evil objective lies behind those unforgivable acts of treason!?
Darvylle: Your words wound me, Altennia. Why, I simply wish to restore my most precious San d'Oria to her former glory.
Altennia: ...? What do you mean?
Darvylle: That tyrant king, Destin R. d'Oraguille.... He will meet his end at the hands of my sympathizers.
Darvylle: I can see it even now... It will be exactly like 10 years past, when King Grantieul was "regrettably" slain by orcs.
Altennia: Wh-what?
???: Grrraaaagh!
Zogbog: D-Darvylle! Buchzvotch's patience is about to run dry!
Zogbog: It is I who has to bear the brunt of his fury. You would do me a great favor by delaying no further!
Rahal: Blast! How are we going to help her with all those Orcs swarming about?
Rahal: And.... to where did Excenmille disappear?
Darvylle: Apart from Zogbog here, these Orcs understand not the joys of refined conversation. I am afraid the pleasantries end here.
Rahal: W-we must act now, or else!
Excenmille charges forth, leaping through the air and knocking Darvylle down a ravine.
Altennia: Excenmille? How did you know... !?
Zogbog: Y-you again!?
Rahal: E-Excenmille!?
Rahal: PLAYERNAME! Now is our chance!
Zogbog: I am flattered you came all the way here to see me...
Zogbog: What have I done to deserve such a delicious treat? You have made my day, little rabbit!
Excenmille: I would sooner turn blind than endure a daily dose of your face, Zogbog! Today we settle the score!
Altennia: Rahal... and PLAYERNAME as well?
Zogbog: Well, well... With all the guests of honor present, the party can finally begin!
Zogbog: Gahahahaha! I look forward to roasting you on my cookfire, little rabbit!
Buchzvotch: Krogkrakblek!
Zogbog: B-Buchzvotch!
Zogbog: Dnukvekzukgreg!
Buchzvotch: .... Vokbrokgreg!!!
Zogbog: I regret to inform you Buchzvotch is not in the best of moods at the moment. It would seem that you are all... "too alive" for him.
Rahal: Th-that Orc is enormous!
Excenmille: .....
Excenmille: PLAYERNAME! You mhave my leave to tend to the big one.
Excenmille: Lieutenant Rahal and I will see to the rest.
Excenmille: And one more thing, PLAYERNAME. If I deem your performance unsatisfactory, you will be put on cleaning detail. Understood?
Rahal: Good luck, PLAYERNAME!
Buchzvotch: Grrrraaaagh!!!
Jugner Forest (S), Scene II
You and Buchzvotch launch into battle... you strike him down.
Jugner Forest (S), Scene III
The battle rages on, with Excenmille striking down an orc with his greatsword. Buchzvotch gets up and tries to tackle Excenmille from behind, but Rahal runs into the mighty orc, knocking it down on top of Zogbog.
Zogbog: Gwaaaaaah!
Zogbog: C-curses!!!
Zogbog: Veggrok! It would appear I sorely underestimated you, little rabbits...
Zogbog: This is not over! I shall return... with reinforcements!
Excenmille: Fleeing like a coward again, Zogbog!?
Zogbog: "Flee," you say!? Spare me your mockery! This is merely a tactical withdrawal"!
Zogbog: But mark my words... I shall be back for your head!
Zogbog: No one will rob me of revenge for my fallen clan!
Zogbog: Glekvuk! Retrea-- I mean, move out!
Excenmille: That Zogbog.... When we last fought, he spoke of the same "revenge." To what could he possibly be referring?
Rahal: I cannot say...
Excenmille: By the way, PLAYERNAME....
Excenmille: You shall commence cleaning detail after returning to headquarters. I trust you understand the reason?
Excenmille: Your negligence had the Young Griffons half a heartbeat away from having mincemeat for a captain!
Altennia: Excenmille.
Excenmille: Wh-what is it now, Altennia?
Excenmille: I rushed here without a thought for my own safety, so the least you could do is --
Altennia: Thank you...
Excenmille: !?
Excenmille: A-Altennia...
Excenmille: Sh-she is clearly suffering from trauma. We must --
Altennia: Excenmille! Here I am trying to show my gratitude in earnest, and you...
Altennia:
Altennia: And than you two as well, Rahal and PLAYERNAME...
Altennia: To all of you, I owe my life.
Altennia: Wh-what?
Orcs walk by...
Rahal: Doggvdegg! The Orc general who laid siege to San d'Oria!
Rahal: What shall we do, Excenmille?
Rahal: Excenmille?
Altennia: PLAYERNAME, we must evacuate immediately.
Altennia: Th-that is... Bakgodek, of the Steelhide Horde!
Altennia: Whence did their forces come to be so near!?
Excenmille: ......
Altennia: Theirs must have been the unit stationed at La Vaule. But, they were reportedly marching for Jeuno...
Altennia: Both generals Doggvdegg and Bakgodek -- the two rocks upon which the Orcish forces are built, here? This does not bode well...
Altennia: (Ah...!)
Altennia: Excenmille, we stand not a chance against such numbers! It would be folly to even consider pursuit.
Altennia: Excenmille?
Alphonimile: Here they are! Has harm come to any of you?
Alphonimile: Altennia! You are safe!
Excenmille: Father!
Alphonimile: Why, Excenmille. And be this not Rahal, Lord Lebrart's very own flesh and blood?
Alphonimile: Is this carnage I see before me all your doing?
Laoudrant: Sir! We have located Temple Knight Darvylle in the creek bed!
Alphonimile: Darvylle, too? Apprehend the traitor, posthaste!
Alphonimile: We'd best not linger longer than necessary. If the Orcish host were to find us, they would not receive us kindly.
Alphonimile: You must be PLAYERNAME, Altennia has informed me of your bravery. You have my gratitude.
Alphonimile: I thank you also for the care of my son, Excenmille. I hope we meet again upon return to San d'Oria.
Final Scene: Southern San d'Oria (S)
Rholont: PLAYERNAME, we are pleased to ese you returned! The captain awaits!
Rholont: Upon learning the true nature of the linkpearls, Iron Ram Captain Rongelouts gave us a right royal scolding. But, it is a small price to pay to have Squire Altennia back safe and sound.
Excenmille: PLAYERNAME!
Excenmille: Both Rahal and Bistillot are absent today, most likely on the receiving end of disciplinary action from the elders for the plumes d'or...
Excenmille: Me? I stole off and came here, why need you ask?
???: Excenmille.
Excenmille: Who seeks Captain Excenmille of the Young Griffons? Eek! Lieutenant Dieuffon and Altennia!
Phillieulais S Dieuffon: Your father has been looking for you, Excenmille.
Excenmille: ...
Phillieulais S Dieuffon: PLAYERNAME, Alphonimile also bid me tell you he wishes the pleasure of your audience at your earliest convenience.
Phillieulais S Dieuffon: I understand you are responsible for Altennia still being with us this day. You have my thanks.
Phillieulais S Dieuffon: Now, I must return to duty.
Phillieulais S Dieuffon: Altennia, you are not to overexert yourself until further notice. This is an order.
Altennia: Thankk you, Lieutenant Dieuffon.
Altennia: Shall we go see your father now, Excenmille?
Alphonimile: Altennia, are your wounds healed?
Altennia: Thank you for your concern, sir. I am well.
Alphonimile: PLAYERNAME, I thank you for coming.
Alphonimile: I am eternally indebted to you for saving both Excenmille and Altennia.
Alphonimile: Your display of valor in the face of our ferocious Orcish foe would inspire even the best of our knights.
Alphonimile: But now, to the heart of the matter. Temple Knight Darvylle -- I believe the name is more than familiar to you.
Alphonimile: He aligns himself with the "Eastern Faction" -- dissidents who conspire to restore the lost East San d'Oria of old... They are remnants from the age of a violent civil war that split our Kingdom in two.
Alphonimile: Approximately 10 years ago, the Eastern Faction masterminded the murder of King Grantieul, employing the infamous Orc, Doggvdegg, to carry out the unspeakable deed.
Alphonimile: And now, they have once again entered into an unholy alliance with the orcs, plotting to extinguish the life of King Destin.
Alphonimile: But unlike 10 years ago, we were able to unveil this most wicked conspiracy with the Beastman Confederate, and confirm the role played by Darvylle.
Alphonimile: Only with your valliant efforts were we able to foil their plans. The entire Kingdom is in your debt.
Alphonimile: Neither words nor gifts could ever sufficiently show my feelings of gratitude, but please, accept this.
Excenmille: F-father...
Alphonimile: Yes, my son. What is it?
Excenmille: I beg your permission to partake in the next expedition.
Altennia: E-Excenmille!
Alphonimile: Excenmille... Why do you wish this?
Excenmille: I saw them, Father, those who killed Mother... The Orcs at Jugner Forest led by Doggvdegg, the ones who laid siege to San d'Oria... I-It was them...
'''Alphonimile: ...!
Excenmille: Blinded by rage, I thought of giving pursuit, caring not for my life if I could but get revenge.
Excenmille: But...
Excenmille: I became... petrified.
Excenmille: I felt so powerless...
Excenmille: I want the strength, courage, and wisdom to stand against even the fiercest enemies!
Excenmille: I implore you, father! Take me on the next expedition!
Alphonimile: I shall ask you but once more. Is this your true wish?
Excenmille: I swear on my honor as a Young Griffon! Take me with you!
Alphonimile: Then so be it. We shall further discuss this back at the estate.
Alphonimile: PLAYERNAME, thank you again for protecting my son.
Excenmille: Phew... Groveling to my father becomes me not.
Altennia: Excenmille, what were you thinking!?
Altennia: You are no ordinary child-- that much I have ascertained.
Altennia: With your swordsmanship, even a place with the Royal Knights would not be far-fetched...
Altennia: But, fighting in battle is--
Excenmille: Altennia, you know my father well...
Excenmille: He is a man of honor, and will not go back on his word.
Altennia: Excenmille...
Halver M Borel: Altennia, where are you! Your wounds... you must remain in bed until you are healed completely!
Rahal: H-Halver! S-slow down!
Altennia: H-Halver!? Some may consider it a blessing to have such a doting brother, but...
Altennia: Thank you for everything, PLAYERNAME! Now, if you would excuse me...
Halver M Borel: You there! Did my sister Altennia not pass through here?
Excenmille: A-Altennia? Um... uh... PLAYERNAME?
Point east.
Halver M Borel: Is that so? I thank you. You are truly a fine Young Griffon!
Halver M Borel: Altenniaaaaa!
Excenmille: ....
Rahal: I have never before witnessed such a touching display of brotherly love...
Rahal: And I must concur... PLAYERNAME truly is a fine Young Griffon.
Excenmille: Hmph!
Excenmille: PLAYERNAME! I trust our Fine Young Griffon has not forgotten cleaning detail!
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