Danton: That man's been mining mithril since the days when my father ran this atelier. Gonzij must have worked at that mine in Lebron for at least fifty years now... The mine he works in doesn't really specialize in mithril - he's on the hunt for platinum, which is many times rarer than mithril. All the mithril he sells is actually just a byproduct from trying to find platinum in the ore he digs up.
Tianna: Really? So his main focus is platinum?
Danton: Yep, if Gonzij knew that I considered him a big name in the mithril business, he'd likely be none too happy about it!
Tianna: How amusing...
Danton: What's more, that mine hasn't hit any veins of platinum in decades, but he still keeps on digging every day. Even at his age, he's still got a dream he's working toward. Ain't that something?
Tianna: Quite so.
Danton: Fifty years, through wind, rain and snow, he's worked there...and he's still focused on the same goal he's had all that time. What a passion, eh?
Tianna: It is quite inspiring, in its own way. He has unfalteringly worked with love and dedication for his dream.
Danton: Aye, he's a man to be respected... Thanks for delivering the mithril all the way here, Lady Tianna. With this, I'll be able to make Lord Vanmilion his shiny new sword. Here's a reward as thanks for your and Lord Reese's trouble. I know it's not much, but I hope you'll take it.
Wrapping up the citizen requests, Tianna visits the Kingfisher:
Marybelle: If anyone can do it, Lady Tianna and the Sinon Knights can.
Moniz: My granddaughter's wedding day is coming up soon... Will she make it in time?
Moniz: I-It's you...!
Tianna: My companions were able to pick up the hairpin and deliver it here. I trust you will be happy with it?
Moniz: O-Of course! With this, I'll be able to give my granddaugher the gift she deserves!
Tianna: I'm glad to hear it. I pray that she has a blessed future.
Moniz: Thank you for caring about an old geezer like me and doing all this... You're a real child of Veria.
Tianna: No, no, all that I did was ask for a favour from my superiors.
Moniz: I must object, good lady! If you hadn't stopped to listen and offer a friendly hand, I never would have gotten my granddaughter's hairpin!
Tianna: Think nothing of it. You can simply pay it forward...
Moniz: No, I want to make it up to you with some kind of reward... Here, take this.
Tianna: A gemstone...? But this is very valuable!
Moniz: Nah, take it! I got it cheap as a favour from a merchant friend of mine. I'd feel awful if I didn't give you something... Especially after you and your friends went through all that for me.
Tianna: All right. Thank you very much.
Moniz: No, thank you! You're the real jewel, Lady Tianna!
Then a quick stop at Erzheimer's to trade him the Scylla orb:
Time to catch up with Adel.
That's some interesting dating advice there Leon.
Sure, and I can sprout wings to fly, Leon.
Leon: ...What?!
Adel: Why on earth did I listen to you? Why would I say something so stupid to her? She must be disgusted with me...
Leon: ...Still, there's a clear message you can take from all this.
Adel: Really? What's that?
Leon: This just means she never cared about you in the first place. Now that you know that, you can formulate a different plan of attack!
Adel: ...Leon, are you trying to make an even bigger fool out of me? No more plans or tricks. I'm giving up on her.
Leon: C'mon, Adel! You can't give up so easily! Haven't you ever heard the phrase "Nothing ventured, nothing gained"?
I like this reference to his combat skill. Though of course, the metaphor flies over Adel's head
Adel: I can't be like you, Leon. I can only be myself.
Leon: You'll never get Lumiere to fall for you if you keep being yourself! She's a popular girl in this city. She's got brains, a pretty face, and a damn fine body, if I do say so myself. I hear there are rich boys from all across town lining up to pop the question to her. What have you got that they can't already give her, huh? You couldn't compete with guys like that in a million years! The only way you're gonna get this girl is if you seize the initiative and strike first!
Hey, that's not true. You have vantage, right? Strike first, as Leon put it
Adel: I'm done...I'm through with this, Leon...
Looks like Adel passed out, heh. I guess he can't hold his liqour that well.
Leon: Alex, another round! I need a drink after trying to talk some sense into this blockhead...
Alex: Sure thing. What's the deal with Adel?
Leon: He's all by his lonesome tonight, stricken with a broken heart. As my best friend, his joy is my joy, but his sadness is also my sadness...
Alex: ...but you don't look so sad, Leon... In fact, you seem pretty happy about what happened with Adel.
Leon: Hey, not so loud. He's right here, y'know.
Alex: True, but it looks like he's already fallen asleep.
Leon: Oh... Huh. Well, this kind of thing only happens once in a blue moon! This uptight guy, falling in love? The Goddess must be playing some kind of trick on us mere mortals! Heh...heh heh... ...Ahahahahaha!
Alex: .....You feeling all right, Leon? You're acting strange...
Perhaps he needs to sober up a bit... Moving on, time to meet Perceval and see what his deal is:
Reese: What are you doing here? Have you joined the guild?
Perceval: Yes, I plan to live in Navaron for a while, and I need to work if I want to have enough to eat.
Reese: Are you here on some sort of personal business?
Perceval: I'm looking for someone... When I was young, I was separated from my older sister. A seeress from my homeland divined that she had come to a large city in the south, so here I am.
Reese: I see... I would like to help you if I could, but I suppose you're the only one who could recognize her... How long has it been since you last saw your sister?
Perceval: It's been about ten years now. Our village in Leia was burned down soon after the war began. I was six, and she was eight. If I met her today, I don't know if I'd be able to tell it was her...
Reese: You have no other clues? What about her name?
Perceval: I had a bad head injury when I escaped, and I can't remember her name anymore... All I have is this. She gave me this icon when we were running, and that was the last time I saw her.
Ward: Oho! A carving of Saint Leia, if I'm not mistaken. What a finely crafted piece... Certainly the work of an artisan.
Perceval: My father was a wood-carver. He gave that to my sister. If she saw it now, I'm sure that she would still recognise it.
Ward: However, there are countless orphaned young women in Navaron who would be about her age... Finding your sister among them will be no easy task.
Reese: Perceval, I have an idea. My secretary Tianna is well-connected. With her help, you may find your sister sooner than you expect.
Perceval: Thank you very much! In the meantime, I will be working here for quite a while, I imagine. If you're in need of a mage, please consider hiring my services.
Reese: I'm sure that I will. We could always use another mage.
Two more scenes, at the abbey. I'll look at Enid's one first.
Enid: Yeah, she's been feeling much better. She says that it's all thanks to you, Lord Reese.
Reese: That's not true. It's because of you that your mother and the people of Lebron escaped.
Enid: Um...I talked to my grandfather, and...
Reese: Yes, I heard the news. I must admit, I never expected Duke Roswick himself to ask me!
Heh. Too bad we don't know what exactly Roswick told him about Enid.
Enid: Although I'm still just a learner, so I'm more like a little knightling at this point... but I'm going to be the best woman knight you've ever seen, Lord Reese!
Reese: What?! Ha ha ha ha...!
Enid: Why are you laughing? Lots of famous knights are women!
Interesting example you bring up, Enid. Unfortunately she's wrong about the "lots" part. I can count them on one hand so far, even if we're being generous and include Ruby.
Reese: It sounded a lot like something my younger sister Lynette would say. Very cute, much like her.
Enid: Your little sister...? Do I resemble her?
Reese: Yes, in a way. She's about your age, too... I can definitely see it. You're similar, but there's something different I can't quite place...
Enid: Hee hee... You're funny, Lord Reese. All I had to do was say a word, and now you're so deep in thought.
Reese: I suppose. I think about her quite often, though I still don't know her all that well. We'd only lived in the same household for about a year before I came here.
Enid: What?! Even though you're siblings?
Convenient timing there, Ward. Reese won't have to discuss exactly who Lynette is...
Reese: Oh, thank you, Ward. Enid, please come to the West House as soon as you are prepared. I'll introduce you to everyone.
Enid: Understood, Lord Reese!
Reese: No need to be so tense. You'll adjust to things gradually.
Enid: R-Right... I understand. See you later, Lord Reese...
Ward: In any case, taking her with us may prove to be somewhat burdensome... Let us hope she is a quick learner.
Reese: She is in peculiar circumstances, so I do not blame her for searching out her own path. I think she has the right attitude to become a true knight. If I can, I'd like to help her achieve that, even if it is troublesome.
Ward: This entire situation reminds me of when Lady Lynette asked to become a knight of Sinon... Back then, you refused her outright without a second thought.
Reese: I was still just a child. I didn't understand her feelings, or how much it all meant to her...
Ward: And now, Lord Reese?
Reese: I think it's natural to want to bring justice to your family's enemies... and Lynette's family was killed by the Empire during the invasion.
Eh, I think Reese made the right choice. Emotion isn't something you want guiding battlefield decisions. Roswick didn't take the decision of letting Enid join lightly, after all.
Although, someone did make a mod that enables what Reese just mused about, which is hilariously broken:
Lynette's a mage, of course
Anyway, let's check in on Daoud.
Oh, that was his son we captured during the battle...
Luciana: Fear not, Sir Daoud. I will be watching over this boy personally. I am certain he will recover well. Please do not worry...
Daoud: Thank you, Sister Luciana. Please take good care of him...
Luciana: Of course. Leave his treatment to me. I won't let you go through the same sorrow again.
Hmm. That would explain (at least partly) why Daoud was so emotional over Lidran's death, it was like losing another son. Fortunately, at least one of his family survived the Imperial occupation.
Next update, I'll be starting the first side mission and doing some party management. See you there