Magicite

Davoi Magicite

Francmage:
You called for me, Your Majesty?

Destin:
Francmage? I was not expecting you so soon. Monarlais...tell him.

Periduque:
Yes, sire. Francmage, I've summoned you here today to talk about one thing-the Northlands investigation.

Francmage:
Oh, yes, that. Those Bastoker Humes are causing no end of trouble-saying they want to investigate here, there, and the other place...

Muchavatte:
It is true! The Humes are fools, and no better. Can they truly believe that some ancient power lies hidden in that forsaken wasteland? Hah! Do they hope to find the gates to eternal paradise there, in that lair of fiends most uncouth? Preposterous!

Periduque:
We must take control of this situation immediately. Still, we cannot let them walk about the Northlands freely. Who knows what they're plotting under the guise of this "investigation." Francmage, listen. Go with the investigation party, and keep a close eye on what our foreign "friends" do. They are up to something, it is certain. I am sure nothing will come of this, but in case they do find something in that wasteland, do not let them take it. Understood?

Francmage:
As you command, my lord. I would give the very blood that runs in my veins if it were to further the caues of our kingdom. You can rely on me.

Muchavatte:
These foreigners are wily and faithless. Never let down your guard, and may the Goddess of the Dawn protect you in Her mercy. The king has taken a beautiful queen, and I think a splendid addition to the royal family is not far off. An heir, perhaps… perahps two… We people of San d'Oria, too, must ever look to the future. The Elvaan must never fall behind foreigners, in power or in faith.

Francmage:
I understand, Your Grace.

Destin:
Very good. Do well, Francmage.

Francmage:
Yes, sire! My life for the kindgom!

Flash to Xarcabard near Castle Zvhal Baileys.

Francmage:
As I thought, there is nothing here… Only barren wastelands as far as the eye can see.

Iru-Kuiri:
But there is something wrong about this place, I can feel it. I don't think-wink we should leave Xarcabard yet.

Rabntah:
I agree. My nose has never failed me, but I don't smell anything. That's not normal. Something really terrrible must've happened here a long time ago.

Francmage:
Ridiculous. We cannot base our decisions on your feelings alone. You can stay and look for whatever "terrible thing" is suposed to be here, but I-

Ulrich:
Help! Come quick! Raogrimm and Cornelia, they-

Francmage:
Ulrich? What happened!?

Ulrich:
We were attacked by fiends, and Raogrimm and Cornelia fell down a crevice...

Iru-Kuiri:
Oh, no! Oh, no!

Rabntah:
Grr! Where!?

Ulrich:
This way!

Iru-Kuiri:
Raogrimm and Cornelia...where could they have gone?

Rabntah:
We have to assume the worrrst. If I can't find them, no one can.

Francmage:
Why must Humes and Galka be so irresponsible!? It is their fault for wandering off without telling us! There are too few of us left to continue. I say we go back. Besides, we would find nothing even if we stayed.

Rabntah:
I second that. I've had enough of this crrreepy place anyway.

Iru-Kuiri:
B-but, there are still places we haven't looked-

Francmage:
We have seen enough. There is nothing here but dust and ruins. We accomplished nothing but losing two members of our party and wasting an extraordinary amount of time...

Ulrich:
Yeah, you're right. This whole expedition was a failire. Oh, well. Let's head back tomorrow.

Francmage:
Ulrich. Tell me something… was it really an accident?

Ulrich:
Ummm.... what do you mean?

Francmage:
Is it not true that there is some… shall we say, tension, between Humes and Galka in Bastok these days?

Ulrich:
Are you accusing me of something, Elvaan?

Francmage:
Hah! Calm down. I do not care if it was an accident or not. I care even less about your little coutry's problems. Just...do not cause any more trouble with such trivial matters while I around. That is all.

Ulrich:
...

Flash to the San d'Orian castle.

Courisaille:
It is quite late to be up and about, Sir Francmage. Is something wrong?

Francmage:
Ah, Courisaille. It's nothing. I could not sleep, so I decided to take a walk. Leave me; I am fine.

Courisaille:
Yes, sir.

Francmage:
No! Not you...? Raogrimm? What do you mean!? You died in an accident! I know nothing!

Courisaille:
Sir Francmage? Are you alright, sir?

Francmage:
Stop! Do not come any further! No, nooo-

Courisaille:
S-sir...Francmage?

Obtained key item: Magicite Optistone

Beadeaux Magicite

Flash to the Bastok Mines district. Two humes are leaving Zeruhn mines.

Balamor:
Those "explosives"--pretty amazing, aren't they?

Omran:
Indeed. Without them, we would not have been able to dig that mine. Now, finally, we can compete with San d'Oria for power.

Blamor:
Heh, Quadav aren't good enough to live in there! One blast should take care of them...

Babenn:
...

Raogrimm:
What is the matter, Babenn?

Babenn:
Lord Raogrimm… We've found the Quadav temple in the mines, as you suspected. I-I could not stop them.

Raogrimm:
That is unfortunate… As always, they don't even try to understand.

Flash to the Palborough Mines incubation chamber.

Ulrich:
Huh. Nothing. With all the Quadav guarding the place, you think we'd find a treasure or two! C'mon, let's move! Let's just finish this job and go.

Cornelia:
Ulrich, wait!

Raogrimm:
As I thought… they were trying to protect their eggs… But they don't even try to understand...

Flash to Xarcabard, near the entrance to the Castle Zvhal Keep.

Ulrich:
Is that all you've got, Raogrimm!?

Raogrimm:
Ulrich, why!?

Ulrich:
Why? Because I never liked you, that's why!

Raogrimm:
You will never get away with this, Ulrich!

Ulrich:
Watch me!

Raogrimm:
...Cornelia!?

Ulrich:
Wh-what have I done!?

Raogrimm:
Why...!?

Cornelia:
I...couldn't let you die here, Raogrimm… There are people who need you...

Raogrimm:
Cornelia!!! No… NOOOOO!

Obtained key item: Magicite Aurastone.

Flash to the final magicite room.

Lion:
So, that's what the magicite looks like. What are they trying to do with it, though? !!!

Shadow of Darkness:
You are too late… I have already awakened. Your rage, cowardice, envy, arrogance, and apathy… from these I will spread the bane that will destroy Vana'diel.

Lion:
Who are you!?

Shadow of Darkness:
You kind awakened me… and this time, you will be destroyed! You cannot stop me. Vana'diel will be the grave for you and all your kind!

Lion:
The Shadow Lord!? It can't be! His powers have returned!? Then it is true. The beastmen are trying to bring back the Shadow Lord. ...Be careful.