Lycia is a federation of territories, each one ruled by a powerful marquess. Now, Lyn takes her leave of one of these territories, Araphen and sets off to meet her grandfather, the marquess of Caelin. However, the marquess's brother, Lundgren, hungers to rule Caelin. He is preparing a deadly welcome for Lyn, who stands to threaten his grasp of power.
This? This is Araphen. After Ostia, it's the second-biggest city in Lycia.
Even with abstraction, that is hard to believe.
The second biggest, hm? It does seem awfully busy. By the way, where's Kent?
He said he was going ahead to the castle, but... Ah, here he comes now.
Let us proceed to the castle. They've prepared supplies for us. The marquess has agreed to aid us on our journey to Caelin.
He's going to help us?
Yes. Araphen and Caelin have enjoyed a sturdy friendship for many years. Once I informed the marquess of our plight, he agreed to lend us his strength.
Looks like we've got a smooth road ahead!
If we could pick up some soldiers, the road to Caelin would be much safer. I'm truly sorry for hardships you've suffered so far.
Loot, money and a growing bodycount. How is that suffering? Is that not what is best in life?
Don't be silly. You are so capable, Kent.
Kent!?
Hm? Oh, and so are you, Sain.
Of course I am!
Those fools would have died in our first encounter if it wasn't for me! Where's my goddamn respect!?
The castle awaits...
Smoke! From the castle! Hey! What are those men doing?
Ah! What do you--
No questions! Prepare yourself!!!
Gut him like a fish, Lyn!
Hey!
What? An arrow?
...
Who are--
I'm fine. He... This man saved me. May I ask your name?
Saved? What bollocks. Not with the training I've given you.
......
Wait! Why did you help me?
I thought a Sacaean plainswoman was being attacked. I was mistaken.
No, you were right! I am from Sacae. I'm Lyn, the daughter of the Lorca chieftain.
The Lorca? There were survivors?
Yes.
You should leave at once. A blaze has started in the castle, and it's spreading. Don't be foolish and waste the life I just saved.
Orly? Lyn would have destroyed that assassin, fool. Without a scratch on her.
You're from the castle? What's happening? How severe is the fire? Is the marquess safe?
The castle is under attack, and the marquess has been accosted. The man who attacked you was probably one of the marauders. As captain of the castle guard, it's my duty to rescue the marquess.
I can see you're very good at your job.
I see... All right then, we'll help you.
Milady?
Why?
These brigands are after me. If they're attacking the castle, it's because of me. So I must help if I can...
It sounds like you're involved somehow... Let's go.
You'll accept our aid?
......
I'm with you, bro. We're wasting time here.
Our tribes may be difference, but I will not abandon a woman of the Sacae.
Thank you, Rather! A thousand blessings upon you!
And a thousand curses upon our enemy!
What are you doing in my house?!
Your home offers a good view of the battle outside. Look, I'll pay you for the privilege. Please.
Like a vulture waiting for the spoils, eh? Terrible! Pay up! I'll be hiding below, so don't bother me.
I wouldn't dream of it. Now then, which side has the most to offer?
Perhaps the secret passageway...
Secret passageway?
An underground tunnel leading to the throne room. There are triggers in the barracks that will open the tunnel.
Head through the passage to the throne room... and rescue the marquess. Once that's done, can you drive the enemy from the castle?
Mmm...
And all the time you'll be merrily burning to death from that fire. Or is that forgotten already?
If we can release those triggers, my men and I can handle the rest. There are three triggers, though. All three need to be released, or the entrance won't open.
Rule of 3, haunting me wherever I go.
But the doors to the barracks are locked.
If we don't get inside and finish them, we're stuck.
So opening those doors is our first objective.
It still hasn't been explained to me how they got the keys in the first place.
So delightfully linear.
Who are you?
I'm Matthew, a specialist in acquisitions of all kinds.
Haven't heard it called that before. :rollseyes:
Would you like to buy my services?
I've no need for a thief.
[Bluff] Fail.
Really? And how do you plan on opening the barrack doors?
What? How did you know about--
Bullseye!
......
Don't be mad. Hire me. For you, I'll even lower my normal rate.
I do need those doors opened... OK. You're hired. Why did you choose to ally yourself with me?
Hm? I was watching the battle from up above. Your group looked like a lot more fun than the dead guy. Pretty simple, really.
You're so odd.
It's time to get to work!
Don't worry, bro. This isn't Skyrim, so I know to keep fighting to the warriors.
Mostly useless in combat, Matthew will still be of use to me. His strong evasion means that, given a fortress or woods, his weak defenses can be mostly mitigrated.
Ranged, good defenses, evasion, and all other stats. Rath is very strong, but starts off at a high level.
Treasure! Now, there's a small matter of 2 enemies down near my other units.
Flawless.
Say, Kodexer! Since we came all this way, what say we help ourselves?
The early thief gets the quest reward.
Huh? What do you mean, "No"? Don't be such a bore.
I said "Yes".
If you want to win, you've got to use every means at your disposal. That's an ironclad rule!
Just shut up and open the chest, okay?
Yeah, I know stealing's bad. I'm well aware of that. We're saving the marquess, right? Let's just call this an advance on our reward. OK? Battles aren't won on virtue and glory alone.
JUST TAKE IT ALREADY!!
No one's going to miss a couple of chests. Relax.
This is good for those of us on the...less robust side. Like me, for example.
Permastat boost?
Now to visit the houses.
I've heard tell that he's a nomad from the plains of Sacae. Odd, considering how the marquess so obviously hates the nomads. I guess the marquess is pleased to have a nomad under his control. The ways of aristocrats are beyond my comprehension.
The nobility enjoy wielding power over those they despise. News at eleven.
Nomads are barred entrance to the city on the marquess's orders. He says he will not allow the nomads' stench to infect his city. Long ago, the marquess was in love with Marquess Caelin's daughter. It's said she spurned him in favor of a nomadic prince. Even so, I think the marquess goes too far in his treatment of the horsemen.
Guy holding onto his grudge for 20 years caused by his own ineptitude. Obviously a paragon on his species.
Just fodder.
More fodder.
Yeah, I missed out the section where I dropped a door key found earlier because Rance had all 5 inventory slots taken, meaning I needed to run Matthew around a lot. Problem?
I guess that was the second trigger. This leaves one more.
And what do you know, the boss of the level is on that trigger.
He's hideously slow, but with decent offense and damage. No ranged weapon means that he may fall for the same trick as the others. Dorcas and Florina combine to kill the archer.
Kent and Rance give lifts to Matthew and Erk respectively.
Rath leads the charge.
Bah. Lyndis and her cadre. When did you arrive? No matter. I shall deal with you.
Critting him for half his health.
Yeah, I wasn't kidding about him being slow.
Dorcas gets another weak level up. Before triggering the mission end, I take the last chest.
Just as the name suggests, armorslayers are useful against knights in armor. You want to know something? You need to give weapons to those who can wield them. Otherwise it's just a waste of a perfectly good weapon. Take this blade, I mean, I can use it, but... I'm not too strong, and...I just hate being counterattacked. Anyway, think strategically about who you can give weapons to.
Thanks for stating the obvious. Rance is going to have a new baby to play with.
We should be good to go.
Good work! We'll let Rath take over from here.
Agreed. This is a waste of my talents.
You've done well. What a performance.
Sir... If you have praise, it should be given to this group.
Hm? Who are you?
My name is Lyndis. I'm pleased you're well.
Oh... It's you. You're Marquess Caelin's-- Leave us, Rath. I would speak with this girl.
...
Do you know the identity of those responsible for this uproar?
I believe it to be the work of my granduncle, Lundgren.
That's exactly right. Which means my castle has been damaged in your family's petty inheritance dispute.
That's right. Lungren has to pay.
My-my apologies...
When I heard that Lady Madelyn's daughter was in trouble, I thought to lend my assistance... I find I've changed my mind. I withdraw my offer.
You'd not help in punishing those who damage your castle?
... Your name is Kent, is it not? You failed to inform me of one most vital detail!
What... What do you mean?
This girl does resemble Lady Madelyn, but... I didn't expect to see her so tainted with the blood of Sacae.
What?!?
Don't you feel the marquess of Caeline would be troubled to meet this... nomadic mongrel?
You--!
Come on, Rance, let's kill this disrespectful bastard!
Hm... Your man is poorly disciplined.
Marquess Araphen! Please... If you would grace us with your aid...
I hear Marquess Caelin is ill and abed. I question whether he will survive to meet this girl. In which case, his brother, Lungren, will claim his title. And I would certainly wish to avoid trouble with the coming marquess.
You scheming...
Currying favours with those who would assault your property and kill your men. I would expect nothing more from highborn scum like yourself.
Sain!
We've unfinished buisness fir--
Milady Lyndis! We--
I am proud of the Sacae blood that runs through my veins. I will NOT accept aid from one who disparages my heritage.
Agreed. We don't need any help.
Don't worry about anything. We're all here for you! Isn't that so, Kent?
I beg our forgiveness.
Grow a backbone, Carth.
Why are you apologzing, Kent?
I've been so concerned with seeing you to Caelin. I failed to take your feelings into account.
Is that it? Trouble yourself no more. You have put my safety above all else. Hold your head up and be proud.
Milady Lyndis...
If she had but shed a single tear, I would have granted her request. We Lycian nobles will neve understand those prideful savages.
Are those your true feelings toward the nomands of Sacae, milord?
What? Oh, Rath! I didn't see you there. My comments do not reflect on you. You are my captain. I'm proud of your service.
Of course. As long as we bend our knee to you, you care not where we're from. But when an equal comes from my lands? What conceit.
Rath! How can you speak to me like that? I have treated you well, have I not? I have you paid you well. I have treated you better than your kind deserves.
You will never understand. My service ends here.
He said my grandfater was ill. We must hurry to Caelin...
Lundgren's obstacles will become more difficult to overcome. However, I've vowed to see you through to the end, milady!
All obstacles so far haven't required us to get out of 2nd gear. With me here, we have nothing to worry about.
I'm counting on you, Kent.
Thank you, Sain.
Thank you for always standing at my side.
Aww, thanks, babe.
It's because of all of you that I... I will persevere! They will never break my spirit!
Rath! What is it? What are you--
I overheard the marquess talking to himself. Lyn of the Lorca... Proud daughter of the Sacae... I would join you. I would add my strength to yours.
Really?
And this... I want you to take it.
This is... Gold!?
Gold!
It's too much. I can't accept it.
I have no need for it. And if it will help you...
But...
Hush, Lyn. Gold!
I cannot take back something once offered.