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Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon
Special events
By: VincentASM
(Shiida and Ogma talk)
Shiida:
Ogma!
Ogma:
Princess...
Shiida:
I never got to thank you for coming along with us. There's no swordsman
I trust more. I've seen your strength.
Ogma:
You don't need to thank me, Princess. I'm just doing my job.
Speaking of which, your father would flay me if you came to any harm.
Do me a favor, and leave the dangerous fighting to me and my men.
Shiida:
I don't need protecting, Ogma.
...I've got another job for you. Protect Marth for me.
Ogma:
But, Princess...
Shiida:
He's very important to me. And the world... But mostly to me.
So do as I ask, Ogma. Keep him safe. That's my first and last request.
Ogma:
Very well. How could I say no to you?
Shiida:
Thank you, Ogma. I knew you'd understand.
All right, I have to go. But I hope we get to talk like this more.
You're a good listener.
Ogma:
...Princess.
Shiida:
Yes?
Ogma:
You keep yourself safe, too. Marth would grieve if anything befell you.
Shiida:
Fair enough. Thank you, Ogma. You're very kind.
(Maria and Minerva talk)
Maria:
Sister!
Minerva:
Maria... Are you all right?
Maria:
Fine. Have you heard? Marth made me one of his soldiers! Well...I made
him make me one.
Minerva:
...What am I going to do with you?
Listen to me, Maria... You cannot stay here. It's too dangerous.
Real war is nothing like your stories of princes and damsels.
Maria:
I'm not going anywhere! I want to stay with you!
Minerva:
Maria, you're being selfish-
Maria:
I am not! I'm just...sick of being helpless.
I've burdened you long enough. How can I ever help you if you don't
give me a chance to be strong?
I'm staying here and fighting! No protesting!
Minerva:
...Ha ha. Somehow I knew you would say that.
All right, Maria. If you feel that strongly about it, who am I to stop
you?
All I ask is that you be careful. If you need help, you come find me.
Understood?
Maria:
Of course! Thank you, Sister!
(Merric and Linde talk)
Merric:
Linde, I presume? My name's Merric. Prince Marth asked me to look after
you.
Not that we mages need any help looking after ourselves, mind you.
Linde:
Oh, you've studied magic?
Merric:
Yes, in Khadein.
Linde:
Khadein... The school? My father was a student there a long time ago.
Merric:
The school is beautiful- was beautiful, until Gharnef took over and
changed everything.
I was blessed with wonderful teachers, and I found a healthy mix of
friends and rivals in the other aspiring mages.
Linde:
It sounds nice, I suppose. But my father was the only teacher and
friend I ever needed.
......
Merric:
I'm sorry, Linde...
Linde:
Don't be. I'm tough like my father, too.
...Let's talk about you, Merric. And about Khadein. I've never been to
a school before. How do they teach?
(Boah and Astram talk)
Astram:
Bishop Boah.
Boah:
Ah, Astram. Welcome back. I must say I am relieved.
Where would Akaneia's army be without its finest knight?
Astram:
Nonsense... I am but one arrow in the quiver. Princess Nyna is the bow.
So long as we have her to lead us, Akaneia's light shall never fade.
Boah:
Well spoken, child. But let us be honest: that light has not shone as
bright since our defeat at the hands of Doluna.
It will take a miracle to restore Akaneia 's prestige after this... Or,
perhaps, some clever thinking.
If our next king were to be foreign...
Astram:
What? A king who's not Akaneian?
Boah:
Well, of course, the princess would need to approve of him. How do you
feel about it, Astram?
Astram:
I don't. I am a knight.
I will leave the feeling to those whose job it is to feel and content
myself with serving my kingdom...
no matter how the kingdom might change.
Boah:
Then you are a loyal knight indeed.
Well...the future can wait a tad longer. We have a war to fight
first...and win. Akaneia's tomorrow depends on it.
Astram:
That it does, Bishop.
(Minerva and Palla talk)
Minerva:
Palla, I am truly sorry. I never meant to involve you and your sisters
in my personal battles.
Palla:
Your battles are our battles, Commander.
Minerva:
But our kingdom has fallen apart: sons slay their fathers; brothers and
sisters trade blows instead of kisses...
I have let Medon be destroyed.
Palla:
I do not think so. Nor do I think you should feel troubled for our sake.
You are our home, more than Medon; our true house is the sky around you.
We will always serve you, Commander, through thick and thin. I swear it.
Minerva:
Palla...
(Minerva and Catria talk)
Minerva:
......
Catria:
Commander. ...Princess Minerva?
Minerva:
Hm? Ah, sorry... Now I've taken to daydreaming on the battlefield. How
Michalis would laugh.
Catria:
Then...it was your brother you were thinking about?
Minerva:
......
He made his choice; I, mine. I've no time to stew in my own sorrow when
my path is clear before me.
Come, Catria. Hyah!
(Minerva and Est talk)
Est:
Commander, did anybody tell you? I flew all the way to Grust and
brought back Mercurius.
Pretty spiffy, huh?
Minerva:
Yes, Marth told me all about it. Very brave of you to undertake such a
dangerous task alone. Well done, Est.
Est:
Hee hee! You mean it? Thanks, Commander!
You should have seen the arrows whooshing past me left and right!
But I'm a Whitewing, right? So I swooped down and let 'em have it!
Just watch, though. I'll find some way to top it.
Minerva:
I don't doubt it. I expect great things from you, Est.
Est:
Hee hee! You mean it?
(Palla and Est talk)
Est:
Hey, Palla. I'm not slowing you and Catria down, am I?
Palla:
Why would you say that?
Est:
I don't know... You and she have so much more experience. Sometimes
I... I just feel like I'm not pulling my load.
Palla:
Ha ha... Est... You're doing just fine.
There are no half-Whitewings or almost- Whitewings. You're one of us
because you're every bit as good as us.
Have a little confidence.
Est:
Right, confidence...
Palla:
...Feel better?
Est:
Uh-huh. Thanks, Palla.
It's funny... Whenever I talk to you, I calm right down.
Promise you'll always be there for me, Palla.
Palla:
I will... I promise.
(Catria and Est talk)
Est:
Catria!
Catria:
Est! It's about time you made it back. I was so worried...
Est:
Sorry... I won't leave you like that again.
We belong together anyway. When the three of us surround an enemy,
we're just about unstoppable!
Catria:
True...but even so, I like having you somewhere I can keep an eye on
you. Ha ha.
Est:
Hey! What's that supposed to mean?
(Xane and Tiki talk)
Tiki:
Huh? Xaney, where'd you go?
Xane (imitating Tiki):
Huh? Xaney, where'd you go?
Tiki:
Xaney?! Why are you imitating me!
Xane (imitating Tiki):
Xaney?! Why are you imitating me!
Tiki:
Cut that out right now!
Xane (imitating Tiki):
Cut that out right now!
Tiki:
Ugh, I HATE you, Xaney!
Xane (imitating Tiki):
Huh? Hey, wait, Tiki! Oh, come on. I was just jokin' around! Tryin' to
lighten the mood!
Xane (returns to normal):
It's not like I can transform into a dragon like you, so just- Oh,
would you come back?
Tiki:
Meanie.
Xane:
So how are you holdin' up, kiddo?
Tiki:
I'm all right.
Xane:
Still having those bad dreams?
Tiki:
Sometimes. They're really scary...
Xane:
I bet they are. (...Ugh, what does Lord Gotoh expect me to do?)
Tiki:
Did you say something?
Xane:
Oh! No, no, it's nothin'. Hey, you know that Marth's countin' on those
powers of yours.
Tiki:
Uh-huh... Why?
Xane:
So, uh...you just take care of yourself, that's all. You're one special
kid.
Tiki:
I know.
(Merric and Elice talk)
Merric:
Princess Elice! You're safe!
Elice:
Oh, my! Merric, is that you? I haven't seen you in ages...
...So you've been fighting with the League? Thank you for keeping Marth
safe.
Merric:
Well, I did learn a spell or two in Khadein. Here, Princess. Get behind
me. I'll face the enemy for us both.
Elice:
You'll...face the...? Aha ha, oh, Merric!
Merric:
Wh...what's so funny, Princess? I was quite serious, I'll have you know!
Elice:
Ha ha, forgive me, Merric. It's just, I remembered you when you were
little...
You were always a bit delicate. Oftentimes I had to nurse you back to
health. Remember?
Merric:
But that was- I couldn't- Yes.
Elice:
And look at you now. Such a brave, strong man! A far cry from the old
Merric.
But you don't have to pretend. I know you're far too sweet to mow down
hordes of enemies.
And...I think I prefer it that way.
Merric:
You...you do?
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