Fire Emblem: Shadow Dragon/Dialogue
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Soldier: Prince Marth... Are you awake? Beggin' your pardon, sire, but the princess has asked to see you.
Marth: Elice? Is she all right?
Soldier: She seemed to be, sire, but her words implied a certain urgency. She bade you dress quickly and wait by the throne.
Marth: ...Has something happened?
Soldier: It's our forces off in Gra, sire. There seems to 'ave been some sort of incident, but... Well, I'm not privy to the specifics.
Marth: I see... Thank you. I'll be there shortly.
(Soldier leaves conversation)
Marth: My sister said she would meet me by the throne.
Marth: An incident in Gra... If Elice had news of our father, I pray it's good news...
Enemy soldier: O'er there, that's him! Prince Marth!
(Marth enters conversation)
Marth: Wha- Who are you?!
Enemy soldier: We're soldiers of Gra, li'l prince. And if you know what's good for you, you'll surrender to us without makin' any trouble.
Marth: Surrender? But that's ridiculous... Why would I surrender to the army of an allied kingdom?
Enemy soldier: Meh heh heh... They don't tell you much do they? No matter. You'll 'ave the full story soon enough. Now... lay down your sword.
Marth: I will not. I am the prince of Altea. I will not yield to you or any other nation, here on my own land, under my own castle roof!
Enemy soldier: Heh, you talk big, brat. Have it your way. If you won't lay down your sword, then we'll just have to take your life instead!
Enemy soldier: What? He is fighting back? I'll show him!
Marth: No! The throne... I have to get rid of him before my sister arrives!
Elice: Marth, are you all right?
(Marth enters conversation)
Marth: Sister, what is happening?
Elice: Steady yourself, Marth. I have grave news. Our father was defeated by the Doluna-Grust allied forces.
Marth: What? No...
Elice: It was Gra. Our own ally betrayed us and struck Father's army from the rear. I am... I am not sure if he is safe. The scouts who returned gave conflicting reports...
Marth: Father... It can't be...
Elice: As we speak, soldiers sent by Gra are trying to take the castle. Mother and I were separated during the escape. I do not know where she is.
Elice: Marth, I need you to listen to me. You must flee the castle. Go on without me.
Elice: We've not many soldiers left...This is hard to bear, I know, but the castle is lost. We must face that. I will look for Mother and join you as soon as I can. You find Jagen and get away from here- far away. Understand?
Marth: ...All right. But promise you won't be long.
(Marth leaves conversation)
Elice: Goodbye, Marth. May you live long...
Marth: ...Frey! Abel! You're alive!
Abel: Yes, sire. Princess Elice bade us protect you. Sir Malledus stayed behind to accompany her.
Frey: Sire, we must be quick. Sir Jagen awaits us at the gates.
(Brief exit of dialogue, shows enemies appearing)
Abel: Blast! This will not do. How did Gra's soldiers ever make it this far?
Marth: Jagen and the others will be caught like mice... We need to seize the gates and secure the area, immediately.
Enemy soldier: Now who's that who thinks they can sneak up on us? Ho ho... What's this? I spy the Altean prince. Oi, listen up, you lot! Bag the prince! Dead or alive, he'll fetch us as sweet a reward as the mind can conjure.
Marth: Hmm, they have archers... We need to take care they don't pick us off from afar.
Jagen: Sire, it gladdens me to see you in one piece. It's not safe for you here; we must be away at once!
(Cain enters conversation)
Cain (from a distance): Prince Marth! Where are you? Answer me, sire!
Marth (from a distance): Cain? ...That's Cain!
(Cain moves in closer)
Marth: Cain, you're supposed to be in Gra! Why have you returned without-Yow! Those wounds...!
Cain: Sire, it's really you...I feared the worst. That his message would go undeliv... Agh...
Marth: In that state, I don't know how you even stayed ahorse. Those gashes must be treated at once-
Jagen: No, sire. Not until we've escaped... Cain, I trust you can put off bleeding to death for just a while longer?
Cain: Of course, sir... I aim to please...
(screen flashes to a different conversation between Malledus and Elice)
Malledus: Princess Elice! The enemy is nearly upon us! Gather your things, quickly!
Elice: No, Malledus. I am staying here.
Malledus: S-staying here?! What madness is this?
Elice: Too many people have died to keep Altea and it's castle safe. I cannot abandon what so many lives have brought. With Father and Mother unaccounted for, I am the natural choice to remain with Altea's people. And besides, by staying, I can buy time for the rest of you to escape.
Malledus: Nonsense. Just gather your things, and-
Elice: Malledus. I am not suggesting. I am commanding. If something befalls Father, Marth will become the last person in the entire world worthy of wielding the Falchion. I want you to guide him, Malledus- even when the rest of us no longer can.
Malledus: Princess... I will try my best.
Elice: There's not much time. Go, Malledus. ...Go!
Marth: Cain, how are your wounds? You should rest.
Cain: These scratches? It's my pride you're wounding sire... Anyway, we must talk. There's a reason I've returned... Sire, I am... I am to deliver to you His Majesty's last words.
Marth: Last words? You don't mean... Father...
Cain: My condolences, sire. The king died valiantly on the fields of Gra. The traitors took from him the divine blade Falchion and gave no quarter to those of our soldiers who remained...
Marth: I... I see... So they're all dead. Father, too...
Cain: His last words were as follows:
"Tell my son that I leave the future of Altea and our continent in his hands. He must rise now where I have fallen. As Falchion's rightful heir, he has been born into greatness... Now... he must be great"
Marth: ...Father. I will try...
Cain: ...Sire, I... I cannot bear this! Failing to protect His Majesty... then leaving my brothers to die, slinking away like some coward... This indignity is too much to bear! One day I will repay them in kind. I will avenge the fallen... I swear it!
Marth: Cain, you speak for us both. When that day comes, we will punish them together: Gra, Doluna... all of them!
(Jagen enters conversation)
Jagen: Sire! We ought to pay a visit to these homes outside the castle.
Jagen: Your countrymen love you; perhaps they have knowledge that may serve us.
Jagen: Look sire. Not all of Gra's might harries the castle. They've left soldiers here outside.
Marth: Elice will have no plans to escape... Let's seize that fort across the water. Perhaps we can squash enemy reinforcement at the source.
Marth: Mages...That will complicate things. They don't need to get as close to do us harm. We'll need to approach carefully.
Marth: There. That ought to do for the enemy soldiers around here. Malledus! Why aren't you with my sister? Did you leave her someplace safe?
Malledus: ...Princess Elice will not be joining us. She has elected to stay at the castle.
(Marth runs the way you guys came from and Malledus blocks him)
Malledus: Hold, sire! Where are you going?
Marth: Where do you think!
Malledus: Stop! Sire, consider for a moment why the princess would go as far as to lie to you to ensure your escape. Your sister knows that you are the future of Altea- nay, the whole land!
(flashes to Cain + Marth conversation earlier)
Cain: His last words were as follows:
"Tell my son that I leave the future of Altea and our continent in his hands. He must rise now where I have fallen. As Falchion's rightful heir, he has been born into greatness... Now... he must be great"
(out of flashback)
Marth: I'm... our future...
Malledus: Sire... You must live. Drink deeply now of these injustices; sip on these slights they serve. Remember them! One day you will lead us back here to avenge the fallen and reclaim Altea in their names!
Marth: ...Then it seems my life is no longer mine to hazard.
Malledus: In your veins flows the blood of a hero- the blood of Anri. You are a son of House Akaneia, and sole heir to Falchion- our only hope of defeating Medeus, emperor of Doluna. Sire, were't in my power, I would have you choose you own path... but I'm afraid your path has chosen you.
Malledus: Prince Marth... Sire? Sire! Are you listening?!
Marth: Huh?... Oh. Malledus.
Malledus: Get ahold of yourself, Sire! I know how you grieve, but the Gra host that pursues us will not be interested. We must keep moving, and with all haste at that.
Marth: I... I'm sorry. These thoughts are hard to put aside.
Malledus: From here, we will cross out of Altea and begin our escape to Talys. I trust you are prepared?
Marth: Talys... I've heard the name. An island kingdom to the east, isn't it?
Malledus: That is correct. The king there was a good friend to your father-and perhaps more importantly, a true friend. It was Princess Elice's wish that you seek refuge in Talys should things ever go awry.
Marth: Me, but not her...
Malledus: I've arranged for a boat to take us from the northeast shore. But to get there, we'll first need to cut through a prison to the north. I managed to come by a key to the premises. Let me hand it over.
(Obtain Door Key)
Malledus: Now, on the road, you may notice people who seem to be fighting for Gra against their own wishes. Before you resort to your blade, you should try talking to them first.
Captain: Enemies south of the prison?
Enemy soldier: Yes, sir. Not many of 'em, but the scouts say they're a tough bunch all the same. And guess who's with 'em...
Captain: ...You're saying the prince is coming this way?
Soldier: Yes, sir. How ought we proceed? The main force 'as yet to arrive, and-to be honest, sir-we need 'em.
Captain: Bah! You're cowed too easily. We can win...if we set a trap
Soldier: Er... a trap, sir?
Captain: The prince of Altea will be ours. Just do as I tell you, and we'll pluck this royal plum long before the main force can show up to steal all the glory. Heh...
Ruffian: You! Inside!
Ruffian: Heh. I thought Altea was the great 'ero Anri's kingdom! Didn't take more'n a couple of days to break you, now did it, Gaggles?
Gordin: Mmph! Arrumph!
Ruffian: What's the matter, Gaggles? Can't talk cause you're gagged, Gaggles? Ba ha ha! I'll letcha in on a little secret. Altea's little princeling is on 'is way 'ere right this moment.
Ruffian: Ooh, but sad for you, you look awful dangerous in the uniform... MISTER GRA SOLDIER! Ha! Soon as the prince sees you, 'e'll say, "Yow! It's an enemy ambush!" -and that'll be the end of you.
Ruffian: Once the prince sticks you like a pig, we get to call him Marth the Tyrant, coz 'e kills 'is own countrymen
Ruffian: Won't that be an 'oot!
Ruffian: So long, Gaggles! Better start praying to your 'igher deity of choice!
Marth: Yow! It's an enemy ambush!
Gordin: Rrrgmph mrph!
Marth: Huh? You've been gagged? Here, I'll get that... Wait, I know you! You're one of our archers, er...
Gordin: Gordin, sire! My name is Gordin. The enemy captured me and left me in this mortifying state.
Marth: I see. Well, I'm glad you're unharmed. But I'm afraid we cannot stay here a moment longer. Stay behind me and-
Gordin: I can fight, sire! If you have a bow I could use, I would be honored to fight at your side.
Jiol: Listen, men. Your target is the prince. Find the prince of Altea and bring me his head served on a shield!
(he leaves and conversation goes to Marth + Malledus)
Marth: Look there!
Malledus: No...Anri save us...Of all the places to be beset! Sire, that is Gra's main force- and they are accompanied by the knights of Grust's Sable Order. Our chances of routing them are slim, I'm afraid, and those of slipping away undetected afterward, all but nil...
Marth: Then we've no hope?
Malledus: I... I can think of one strategy. We could leave a decoy behind for when the enemy catches up.
Marth: A decoy?
Malledus: It's you they're after, sire. Were one of your men to stay behind disguised as you... Well, the enemy ought to take the bait. That would give you and the others time to escape.
(points at fort)
Malledus: One of your men must make for that fortress on the south highroad. He will act as a decoy by dressing as you and luring the enemy force away.
Marth: But Malledus, how will he find his way back to us?
Malledus: Sire... He may not. You must part with one of your comrades. There is no other way.
Marth: ...Well, I will find a way! You cannot expect me to agree to... to abandon one of our own to a death at the hands of the enemy. Surely there must be another way...
Malledus: Forgive me, sire... But this is our only chance. You know as well as I do that you must not die here today.
Enemy soldier 1: Look! It's... it's Prince Marth!
Enemy soldier 2: Oh yeah? Who's that, then? That bloke over there is dressed in the same clothes. Could be either of 'em.
Jiol: Simpletons! Use your heads! One of them ran; the other didn't. What does that tell you? Easy! The one who stayed behind is trying to buy time for the one who fled.
Enemy soldier: So, er...the one who took off it-
Jiol: The real prince, you idiot, yes! Hie, troops, after him! Put that craven whip to the sword!
(Whole army leaves)
Marth: (insert name of gone character)? Wait! (insert name of gone character)! Quickly, Malledus, we must head south and rescue him!
Malledus: No, sire. We have to press on.
Marth: Press on? (insert name) might be dying back there!
Malledus: If he is, then why would you be so selfish as to let him die in vain? Honor him, by allowing his life and his choice to mean something!
Marth: ...(insert name).
Marth: ...All right.
Marth: I will honor him... I will go.
(conversation moves to enemy)
Captain: The prince fled south? Bah! Seems the plum's fallen too far from our tree... No matter. Open the north door! We can still crush the Altean rabble he left behind...
Malledus: Sire, there is a village over yonder. Its residents may be willing to help. Why don't you try paying them a visit!?
Draug: Prince Marth! Make haste, sir!
Marth: Draug, is that you? What are you doing here?
Draug: I received word from Sir Malledus to ready a vessel, that we might slip away discreetly by sea. The enemy has crossed the border and closes in on us from the west; we cannot stay here. Hurry, sire!
(conversation goes to the main army with (insert name))
Jiol: This is... the wrong prince? No! You dare make a fool of me? Kill him! Make this faux prince SUFFER!
(insert name): Glory to Altea, land of my birth! Farewell, sire! Fortune protect you...
Jagen: Look, sire. See how Altea shrinks on the horizon...
Jagen: I beg your pardon?
Marth: I am a craven. Powerless to save my sister, to staunch my kingdom's wounds; to ease my people's fears...
Jagen: This... was your only recourse, sire. But surely, one day, you will be able to set things right...
Marth: "Surely"? Why do words of such conviction smack so much of uncertainty when spoken? Not surely, Jagen. Assuredly. Gra will pay for their acts. Today, though, all me to wallow in this pain, to feel every awful twist of it. I never want to forget.
Marth: I will return, Altea! Your prince will return to you one day!
 Marth Embarks
(Chapter 1) Jagen: Sire! You've a visitor from the castle. It's Princess Shiida!
Marth: Shiida, what is it? You look white as a sheet!
Shiida: Marth, come quickly! It's the castle... Galder's pirates attacked from out of nowhere. They stormed the gates and cut down everyone in their path! I fear for my father's life...
Marth: Steady, Shiida. You did well to come find us. Altea's bravest knights aren't about to hand Talys to that flock of seafowl. Come, we'll make for the castle now!
Talys King: Ah, Prince Marth! You have saved us in our hour of need. Please accept my thanks. Lad, I believe you are ready. If you wish to seek out allies in Aurelis, I will give you what soldiers I can to see you arrive there safely. Captain Ogma is a fine swordsman, brave and true. I know he and his fighters will serve you well. Another thing... During your travels, you are certain to meet many who despise Doluna. Some may be hiding in villages; other may have been captured or forced to fight against their will or better judgment. It falls upon you to find these individuals and win them over your cause. Understood, lad? Then go! The time has come! Be patient, steady, strong: I know you will do great things.
 The Princes of Galder
(Chapter 2) Ogma: Prince Marth, I am Ogma, a mercenary of Talys. The king has bid me and my three men join your army. Calvary has arrived from the west, flying Grust's standard. They mean to take your life, sire. Be careful.
Darros: Ahoy, Prince Marth, I be Darros, a simple man o' the sea. I've had me fill o' the piratin' life, and now I be lookin' t'start anew. What say ye? Make me yer matey, and I swear t'pull me load.
Shiida: Castor?! It is you, isn't it? Must even good men like you betray Talys now?
Castor: Princess Shiida? Oh... I'm sorry, but me mother's sick, and the medicine don't buy itself, see...
Shiida: So you agreed to fight for the pirates in exchange for coin...All right then. If it's gold you need, take mine. Here, this is all I have. Take it, and go to your mother's side.
Castor: But Princess... I betrayed you!... Ach, I've been a fool! Forgive me, Princess. Let me fight for you now. Me life is yours.
Villager: You have our gratitude, sire, for finally chasin' those pirates away. Now, as I hear it, you plan to march on to Aurelis... That'll take you right up through the Ghoul's Teeth. With all due respect, sire, you're taking a great risk crossin' those mountains. That's Soothsire territory. The Soothsires are fearsome bandits, always raidin' the villages and harryin' what travelers dare pass by. And the swordsman with 'em- goes by the name o' Nabarl-he's a terror with a blade, so they say. If you go up there, keep your wits about you-or you won't come back down.
 A Brush in the Teeth
(Chapter 3) Julian: Hey, c'mon, Lena, shake a leg! We need to get out of the Teeth, and we need to do it yesterday! Rumor has it the knights of Altea are at the foot of the mountain. We won't get a better chance. It's just a little bit farther. Stick with me.
Lena: Julian, I'm sorry... but I left my Mend staff back there. It's very precious to me... You go on ahead... Save yourself! Here, I could use this Warp staff to send you someplace safe-
Julian: Uh-uh, honey. No can do. I didn't betray my boys back there so you could zap me on out of here alone. Forget the staff; I'll come back later and get it for you myself. All right?Right now though, I need you to RUN. Tick-tock, now move that frock!
(screen zooms to Nabarl who has just spawned in the map)
Shiida: Nabarl! Since when does a swordsman of your caliber fall in with thieves and cutthroats?
Nabarl: What? Who are you? Fly away, girl, before someone decides to swat you.
Shiida: Please, Nabarl. Why fight for nothing when you can fight for something? Leave this rabble. Lend your sword to our cause. Or, if you will not, then turn it on me now instead.
Nabarl: ...Nay, I'll turn no blade of mine on a woman. If you're willing to pay for my services with your life, then consider yourself the high bidder. My sword is yours.
Malledus: Sire! Would you look at this! Those rogues left 15,000 gold here when they fled! This money will buy plenty of new equipment for your army. Tomorrow is the day, sire, when we finally arrive in Aurelis. Be sure to rest up tonight.
 Battle in the Lea
(Chapter 4) Malledus: Aurelis, at last... The enemy will have sent their forces to meet us.
Marth: Grust, Doluna, Gra..We're up against their standing armies, and we must brace ourselves for it.
Malledus: Sire, I believe it prudent that we start taking time to prepare our troops before each battle. We should select the warriors best suited for the situation and outfit them with the right weapons and items accordingly.
Marth: All right, that's sound advice- I believe I'll take it.
Bentheon: An unknown army to the south? That must be the Altean princeling and his band of lickspittles. If they think we'll sit by and let them join forces with the Aurelians, then they have another think coming. With this ridersbane, I'll litter the lea with their cavalry!
Lena: Matthis? Is that you?
Matthis: Lena?! What are you doing on a battlefield?
Lena: I was attacked by bandits in the Teeth while tending to the sick there, and these people saved me. The real question is, what are YOU doing on a battlefield- least of all this one!
Matthis: I'm not here by choice, sister of mine. Since you left, Medon has only gotten worse and worse. They forced me to enlist- you know I hate warfare, but it was into the army or onto the chopping block.
Lena: Shame on you, Matthis. If you're going to fight, then at least fight for something you believe in. Medon has done terrible things: marrying their might to Doluna, helping them torment people...Brother, it's not too late. You could join Altea's forces. They're good people you know. Prince Marth would welcome you. They all would.
Matthis: ...All right, then. If I'm gonna to die, I'd rather die as one of the dashing than one of the dastardly. You know, Lena, you always were the reliable one and now you're all grown up...I thought for sure you'd have already settled down with your one true love.
Lena: T-true love? I've... I've met no such man, Matthis
Matthis: Hmm, is that so? I'll bet you haven't... Well, you just be careful. There are plenty of thieves out there who would steal a girl's heart.
Elder: Prince Marth, you have our thanks for liberating the south castle. You'll find Captain Hardin protecting the king and the lady Nyna at the Northern Fortress, located in Aurelis. When you find him, please be sure to give him this silver sword.
(OBTAINED SILVER SWORD)
 Champions of Aurelis
(Chapter 5) Hardin: Princess Nyna, I've spotted them! The Altean army is on the far side of the river.
Nyna: They're here? At last! Prince Marth has come for us!
Hardin: So it seems. Now, what say you we turn this battle around? I'm going to take my men east to join our might with Marth's. Together we will retake the castle. Stay here, my lady, and wait for the good news.
Wendell: Prince Marth, I am Wendell, a pontifex of Khadein, city of magic. Our pleas for peace have failed, and Khadein has been taken over by one of the other pontifices. His name is Gharnef, and he and the many mages who swear allegiance to him have allied themselves with Doluna. Prince Marth, I ask you now: please lend me your help in thwarting his vile ambitions.
Aurelis King: Prince Marth, your arrival could not have been better timed. Please accept our gratitude. Princes Nyna of Akaneia is en route from the fortress. I am sure she will wish to meet you. The battle is not won yet, though: many of the enemy continue to hold out within the castle's halls. Stay wary.
 Fire Emblem
(Chapter 6) Emereus: What?! The rebels are inside the castle? Grrr... Very well! Armored units: intercept the intruders! Archers: defend the throne! Thieves, you go gather up the treasure while I make preparations to withdraw. You have your orders! Don't let those rebels anywhere near this chamber!
Rickard: ...Wow! Really?! A prince, you say? Thanks for sprinin' me! I'm Rickard. Just a small-time thief, mind you, but I've got big aspirations. I broke in here to clean the place out, and instead it was me that got my cloak cleaned. Since you saved my hide, I guess the least I can do is lend you my services in return.
Nyna: Prince Marth... At long last. I am Nyna of House Akaneia. 'Tis Akaneia's burden to protect the world of crisis- a duty I have striven to fulfill. But Doluna has laid waste to my kingdom, and now I find myself powerless to stop the world from falling into ruin. Marth... Please, pick up the banner where I have let it fall. Lead your might against Doluna, and free us all.
Marth: Of course, Princess Nyna. Altea swore fealty to Akaneia long ago, a vow we have always kept. And, as you know, it is in my blood- House Altea's blood- to destroy Medeus just as Anri did before me.
Nyna: thank you, Marth. Then let me give you this. This crest is called the Fire Emblem. House Akaneia bestows it only upon a true champion, one we believe has the power to save the world. With it, you gain the right to open treasure chests across the land and wield the precious items within. I know you will use them well. Never give up, Marth. Fight, until the day you restore light to our world.
(OBTAINED THE FIRE EMBLEM)
 Lefcandith Gauntlet
Minerva: General Harmein, I cannot abide by these tactics of yours. Let me attack the rebels head-on, and keep my pride as a knight of Medon.
Harmein: Ah, you mean the same pride that cost us all those soldiers back in Aurelis? I think not, Princess. If we're to regroup, we need to buy time. My tactics are necessary. The emperor himself has named me commander of this post. Either obey, or accept the consequences. Your little sister Maria is still under our word, is she not? What a shame it would be, if we decided we could no longer care for her...
Minerva: Enough! ...I will obey. But the Altean knights are smarter than you give them credit for. They will prevail here, and you will regret having acting so rashly, General.
Minerva: Fine, enough! I have no stomach for such cat-and-mouse games. Come, Whitewing! We fly! Hyah!
Malledus: Prince Marth, I was wondering if we might talk about the Manaketes.
Marth: Manaketes? You mean the dragonkin?
Malledus: Yes, sire. I was not sure how much knowledge you had of them. The Manaketes inhabited our continent long before the dawn of humanity. However, ordinarily their raconic disposition stayed suppressed; their power sealed within special stones. Thus rather than terrorizing humankind, they chose to live simple, peaceful lives in the quieter reaches of the world. However, a century ago, something changed. Medeus, the Shadow Dragon, surfaced in the Doluna region and created that would be a great empire there. His forces invaded the human realm, and in the blink of an eye, he had subjected all of the land.
Malledus: It was then, in that darkest hour, that a young man named Anri appeared, and rose against the Shadow Dragon. In his head was a shining blade of light- Falchion- which he plunged into Medeus- and the tyrant was no more. Anri went on to found Altea- and the rest, I believe, you know.
Marth: Yes, Malledus... Is that what this was about? I do know my own kingdom's history. And I know what I must do, now that Medeus has revived and restored Doluna to its former might.
Malledus: You are Anri's last male descendant, the only one who can wield Falchion. You must find the blade that was taken, and put an end to Doluna and its misguided Manaketer rulers.
Marth: I will finish what my father started. I will avenge him, and bring light back into our world.
 Coastal Skirmish
Caesar: Prince Marth, I am Caesar, and this is Radd. We are hired swords in the service of Port Warren. Grust has gathered its knights by the fortresses to the north. It's dangerous for you to stay here. Thankfully, the eastern castle has been left almost entirely unguarded; that's the place to strike. Please be careful, sire. We'll be fighting with you all the way.
Malledus: Sire, it's too dangerous to stay here. We must flee to Pyrathi. There are risks there, too- the Pyrathi king Mannu is said to be a descendant of the dragonkin, a Manakete. Still, we've no other recourse. We'll just have to take our chances... Keep your wits about you, sire.
 A Wyrmking's Wrath
Mannu: Interlopers! Barbarous filth! They dare dig their heels and hooves into this hallowed ground? I will kill them for this- one by one- then turn the crimson grass beneath them into their pyre!
Catria: Prince Marth. I am Catria, of the Whitewinged Order of Medon. I have come with a request from out mistress, the princess Minerva. She is planning to lead us against Doluna in rebellion; however, hero hands are tied so long as the enemy holds her younger sister, the princess Maria, captive. Will you rescue Princess Maria from their clutches, that my Whitewing sisters and I might join in your fight?
 Princess Minerva
Zharov: Princess Minerva, what brings you here? You've left your post: not very wise. Might I remind you, poor conduct on your part could have repercussions on how...comfortable...your sister remains.
Minerva: I am aware of my sister, thank you... I did not come to make trouble. Just let me see Maria, for a little while. She's only a child, General. Think of what she must be going through.
Zharov: Impossible, I'm afraid. She is a hostage. If your sister's well-being concerns you, then start following orders.
(Enemy soldier enters)
Enemy soldier: General! Grave news! The rebel army has been sighted east of Castle Deil!
Zharov: What?! Why in creation would the rebels come here? Blast... Order the Dragoons to sortie! And don't forget to send word to the main army. We need reinforcements!
Minerva: Rebels...? Then Marth has arrived...
Maria: Oh! You must be Prince Marth! (My, he's so dashing!)... Thank you for rescuing me. Please be sure to tell my sister I am free. She'll be grateful for the news. Now then. Shall we be off? I'm coming with you, of course... No protesting! I wish to help!
Minerva: Greetings, Prince Marth. I am Minerva of Medon. Thank you for saving my sister. Maria's plight forced me to treat you as an enemy when I knew you were not; suffice to say, I am deeply sorry for that.
...The whole world has gone mad. Most of Medon fights for Doluna now. My own brother Michalis leads them. And on their hands is the blood of their king, my father. They must be stopped; I must stop them.
Still, I fear for my soldiers whom I can no longer protect, especially the three Whitewing sisters: Palla, Catria, and Est. Doluna worried we would rebel, and forced us to separate. If they knew I was safe, they would join your ranks in a heartbeat. We are yours to command, sire. Let us help you defeat Doluna, and repay them for sullying Medon's honor.
Nyna: Marth, have you ever heard of Pontifex Miloah?
Marth: The one who defended Akaneia with the power of Aura? Of course; he and his magic are famous! But...I read Miloah died in a battle with Gharnef, soon after the fiend sold is soul to Doluna...
Nyna: Alas, Miloah did die... But his daughter, Linde, yet lives. I am told she inherited her father's skill with Aura magic- but since the battle with Gharnef none have seen her. Wherever she is, it cannot be pleasant... Marth, please. Find Linde. With her father gone, we are the only family the girl has left.
 Knorda Market
Marth: Nyna, soon the palace will be in sight. I... know this can't be easy for you.
Nyna: ...When the palace fell, many, many good Akaneians were killed. The royal family... My family were... Their bodies were hung before the gates as an example I cannot unpaint that vivid picture, of my parents grotesquely changed... I feel as though I should cry, Marth; or scream. But no tears come, and I cannot chase away the sadness and rage...
...I cannot change the past. I can only shape the future. Lead the way, Marth. I am ready. Take me home.
Shiida: Hail, ballistican of Grust! Are you the one they call Jake?
Jake: Hail yourself, sugar! What's a fetching lass like you doing out here on the battlefield? And how do you know my name?
Shiida: I am Shiida of Talys. An Akaneian woman by the name of Anna told me about you.
Jake: Really? Anna mentioned me?... In a good way, right?
Shiida: She's very worried about you. She wants to know why such a good man is fighting for the wrong side.
Jake: Wrong side? Hmm... Well, I have to admit, I'm not too keen on kicking Akaneia while they're down...
Shiida: They why not fight for Akaneia instead? Help us defeat Grust and Doluna, and set the world right.
Jake: Well... I don't know. I don't think it's that simple... Hmm...
Shiida: Anna would love you for it, I'm sure.
Jake: She would? Hmmm... All right, you win. But I'm doin' it for Anna-just to be clear!
Marth: Good news, Nyna! We've wrested control of the gates from the enemy.
Nyna: Then... we've won!
Marth: Not quite yet. We can enter the palace, but Doluna still holds strong inside her walls. Also, a number of knights are being held captive inside.
Nyna: Loyal soldiers who fought for their kingdom and their people... Marth, I wish to free them as soon as possible.
Marth: I understand. We should strike now, then, before enemy reinforcements can arrive. I believe we have a good chance.
Nyna: Thank you, Marth. As always, I am counting on you. Worry no more.
 The Ageless Palace
Midia: Bishop, what do you make of this? I hear shouting in the corridors. Hmm... Princess Nyna must have returned with an army in tow. An army?! Really? Then we are saved!
Bishop: Saved, perhaps...or doomed. Surely the enemy realizes we are more trouble alive than dead now.
Midia: You do not take my meaning, Bishop. By "we" I mean Akaneia. Akaneia is saved. If Princess Nyna has truly come to chase the enemy from our halls, to free us... Then my death will have meaning.
Bishop: Ho ho...I admire your spirit, child. I always have. But think how Astram would grieve if you were to die.
Midia: I... I had hoped to see him one last time- to say goodbye. That alone I regret.
Bishop: Ah, but you have not died yet. Midia. Hang on to hope.
Nyna: Marth, thank you. Were it not for you, I may never have seen the halls of my house again.
Marth: I could not have done it alone, Nyna. The whole Akaneian League fought tooth and nail this day.
Nyna: True, and yet all the same... I have little doubt your exploits are the ones that will live on in song.
I have a gift for you, to celebrate your achievements here. This bow is called Parthia. It is one of the three regalia that have been passed down through House Akaneia. The other two regalia- the sword Mercurius and the lance Gradivus are not here. The enemy took them when they fled. I am sorry. I had hoped to give you all three, and thus aid you in the battles to come...
Marth: Your concern for me is more than enough, Nyna. One day, I will get your family's treasures back and use them to crush Doluna. I swear it on this emblem of fire!
 The Wooden Cavalry
Nyna: Grust's artillery... Our opponent is mighty.
Marth: Nonetheless we must face them head-on; they stand between us and Altea.
Nyna: That hunger for danger worries me, Marth. Humanity's hopes rest on your shoulders. I would sooner not see them crushed.
Marth: Which? Humanity's hopes, or my shoulders?... Have a little faith, Nyna. The enemy ballisticans can strike from afar, but they're powerless up close. All we need to do is move in and silence them before they do too much damage. Watch!
Beck: Prince Marth, I presume? The name's Beck. I fought in the battle at Castle Deil. After my shameful defeat there, see, I took refuge in this village. And when I heard your army was marchin' this way, I readied my ballista, hopin' for another taste of battle.
So how 'bout it, princey? Take me along! I'm packin' thunderbolts, see? The enemy ballisticans'll never know what hit 'em!
Midia: Hello, my lover.
Astram: Midia...? Midia, my sweet! Can it really be you? I feared you were dead
Midia: Oh, Astram! How could you not have heard? Akaneia is free! The Altean army came, and liberated the palace along with all the hostages within! Now we fight as one. Come with us, Astram! You needn't dance to Doluna's fiddle any longer.
Astra: I've a mind to break their fiddle, for all the evils they have wrought..
Midia: Now you can. We can take them together.
Astram: That we can... Midia. I am sorry I left you alone. I will not make that mistake again.
Midia: No, you certainly won't. Now that I have you back... you'll find me exceedingly reluctant to let you go.
Astram: Ooh... Yes, I can see that! Just take care you don't crush me instead of Doluna!
Nyna: Spectacularly done, Marth... Does something ail you? I thought you would be happier.
Marth: Today, there was this commoner... She mentioned Grust was divided about the war. Some of its people wanted to fight with Altea, she said...Ever since I lost my father and kingdom, I've held nothing but hate in my heart for Gra and Grust... but not once did I give any thought to what must have been going on in their heads.
Nyna: And now you find your hate for them has been lessened?
Marth: No... the hate remains. I will never forget the pain they inflicted upon me, the rage I felt. Yet now, at least, I can tell you it's not just hate... Not anymore.
Nyna: Not all evils are wrought of evil purposes. Perhaps this sounds naive, but... A true leader needs to look at his opponent and see more than just an enemy.
 Land of Sorrow
Enemy Soldier: King Jiol, they're 'ere! The League is outside the Bastion!
Jiol: League? How dare you call them that! I see naught but a prince of ghosts and his pack of rebels.
Enemy Soldier: B-beggin' your pardon, sire, but everybody calls 'em the League now. Altea and Aurelis and Akaneia...The League of A's, you might say!
Jiol: Shut up, you idiot! Hmmm...So the princeling has returned. And he leads all the might of Akaneia, with the Fire Emblem in hand...Did you send to Doluna for reinforcements like I asked?
Enemy Soldier: Of course, sire. Medon's pegasus knights are on their way.
Jiol: Pegasus knights?! How am I supposed to stop the Lea- those REBELS with a handful of...of winged ponies! Send another messenger! Tell them we need Camus's Sable Order, or...or Michalis's Dragoons!
Blast... I deserve the same protection as the rest of the Empire! Betraying Altean was Gharnef's idea! Let...let him fight the brat! Don't just stand there, DO something! I don't want to die!
Catria: Hail, Prince Marth! 'Tis me, Catria. We meet again. My elder sister and I heard our mistress, Princess Minerva, had joined your ranks so we absconded from Medon to come and look for you here. I will fight my hardest for you, sire. You need only give the command.
Palla: Greetings, Prince Marth. I am Palla, of the Whitewinged Order of Medon. My younger sister and I parted ways with Medon the moment we heard Princess Maria was free. Until now, we had fought for Doluna against our will- but no longer.
You have freed us to do what our hearts tell us is right. I wish to fight with my mistress, Princess Minerva. My lance is hers, and yours. Still, sire, I fear for my youngest sister, Est. She flew to Grust some time ago and has yet to return. If the three of us- Catra, Est, and I- are reunited, we can serve you all the better. I hope Est is safe.
????: You must be Prince Marth of Altea. I have a favor to ask of you. This magic tome belongs to Bishop Boah of Akaneia. General Volzhin of Doluna has been keeping it stashed away, but it...found its way into my hands, you might say.
I would appreciate greatly if you could return it to the good bishop in my stead. One other thing... Please take care of Princess Nyna. I am counting on you to keep her safe.
...I must go now. But our paths will cross again; you can be certain of that.
Nyna: Well done, Marth. Altea is just a step away. Now you can take back your home.
Marth: Yes, and take it back I shall, but...
Nyna: Something is wrong. What troubles you?
Marth: Falchion isn't here.
Nyna: The divine blade? Was it supposed to be?
Marth: Yes. When one of my knights returned from the battle where my father, Cornelius, fell....he said Gra had stolen Falchion. And if we are to defeat Doluna and the Shadow Dragon, Medeus...we need that blade.
Malledus: Prince Marth!
Marth: Did you find it, Malledus?
Malledus: No... it seems Gharnef made off with it.
Nyna: Gharnef? Then, to find Falchion-
Marth: That's right. We'll need to go to Khadein, the kingdom of magic, where he resides. It pains me to turn astray when Altea is so close, but it must be done.
 An Oasis of Magic
Gharnef: What? The dregs of Akaneia have come to challenge my kingdom? Ha ha ha... Really, do they think people have not tried before? So long as I possess this Imhullu magic, they cannot snuff my life out. No one can. As for the White Sage... He will trouble me no longer. With the dragon-goddess right where I want her, in the Fane of Raman, there is no way for Gotoh's Starlight to disperse the shadows that guard me.
Gharnef: You dare oppose me, fool? You must not value your life. Cower before the might of the magic Imhullu: once forbidden, now unleashed!
Gharnef: Altean prince! I fear you are not quite imposing enough to warrant my staying here. But if it's Falchion you want, come and take it. I shall be waiting at the Temple of Thabes.
Marth: No Falchion... The battle was for naught.
Gotoh: ...Marth... Prince Marth.
Marth: Huh? Who are you?!
Gotoh: My name is Gotoh... I am speaking to you from Medon through magic.
Marth: Gotoh... the White Sage?
Gotoh: Some have used that name, yes. You must listen to me. As you suspect, Gharnef has made off with Falchion. With Imhullu and Falchion in the sorcerer's grasp, Doluna now must think twice before challenging him. Gharnef knows this. And one day, he plans to conquer Doluna and rule the entire world.
Marth: Is Imhullu so powerful a magic, then?
Gotoh: Yes. The mage who wields it cannot be killed; cannot be so much as scratched. I was the magic's guardian once. Knowing its forbidden power could work terrible evils, I kept it close. But Gharnef, one of my two pupils-Miloah being the other- took the forbidden tome and vanished. Now you are paying for my carelessness. Forgive me. I wish to make amends by teaching you the only way to undo Imhullu's power.
Marth: Which is...?
Gotoh: It is called Starlight. One blast is enough to break through Imhullu's shadowy protection. But to cast the magic, you need two orbs: the Lightsphere and the Starsphere. Heed me, Marth. When you find the Lightsphere and Starsphere, bring them to me. Then I will give you the magic you seek. Then you will have Starlight, and with it, Gharnef's reign will end.
 The Battle for Altea
Nyna: You've done it, Marth. We're here. That's Altea beneath our feet-your home.
Marth: Countless days have passed since Doluna took my kingdom from me-days I would never have lived had it not been for my sister Elice's sacrifice, and the sacrifices of so many others...
Nyna: What became of your sister? And the rest of your family, what of them as well?
Marth: My father, as you know, died in Gra. I last saw my mother and sister the day the castle fell. I do not know if they still live...but I hope that they do. And if the enemy has them, I will rescue them. You can be sure of that.
Malledus: Sire, our preparations are complete. We are ready to march.
Marth: Thank you.
(Marth moves to address your group)
Marth: Alteans and friends of the League! Join me now! Help me set Altea free, and ensure today's is the last battle my people must endure!
Samson: My name is Samson. Once, I was a swordfighter of some renown... but that was then, and this is now. I'm happy enough with my life here in the village, but if you need another man, I will fight. Unfortunately, there has always been bad blood between our village and the next one over. They'll have closed the gates to you the moment they saw you come here. Guess that means the paladin Arran won't be fightin' with you. Them's the breaks.
Arran: Sire, my name is Arran. Once I was a captain to many knights... but, things change, and I came to live here in this village. If you need warriors for the coming struggle, I would be honored to fight. Unfortunately, there has always been bad blood between this village and our neighbors. No doubt they closed their gates to you as soon as they saw you come here. You won't be able to recruit the hero Samson now, I'm afraid.
Xane: Hey there, princey. Thanks for settin' me free! The name's Xane. I hail from a land few have heard of an even fewer have seen. I won't trouble you with the details. Me and my folk have the power to transform into other people. We can shape-shift, you see. When Doluna caught on, they started threatenin' me. Told me to join their army or "face my doom." Hah! Well, I wasn't about to waste my considerable talent on those evil coots! You, on the other hand...You've got character. Say, why don't we team up? I do owe you for savin' my hide. And I think you'll find my consider talents are... quite considerable.
Malledus: Well done, sire! The enemy has ceased their resistance. Victory is ours!
Nyna: Bravo, Marth. On behalf of House Akaneia, I wish to extend my heartfelt congratulations.
Marth: Thank you, Nyna. But it's still too soon to celebrate. We haven't freed the castle yet.
Malledus: Sire, your soldiers have assembled for the castle raid. Perhaps you could say a few words first...
(Malledus backs off and let's Marth address the soldiers)
Marth: Altean warriors... Brave comrades. The road has been long, but at last we have driven Doluna from my homeland. There are not words to express my gratitude to you all. You gave Altea back to me. Thank you... Thank you.
...An army of foes still haunt my castle. I mean to kick them out. Ready, my friends? Let's send these varlets scurrying!
 Star and Savior
Morzas: Kee hee hee... Wretched Altean whelp, stumbling home to the slaughter... What fool throws away a life already so preciously bought? Your mother, Liza, is dead; I killed her myself. Your sister Elice likes only because Gharnef wanted her. So what will become of you, little prince? Will you run for your life a second time? Or will you stay this time to die? Emperor Medeus would not put me on this throne if he thought you could remove me from it, kee hee hee...
Nyna: Marth! Any word? Have you found your family? Your sister?
Marth: ...My sister was taken by Gharnef. She is no longer here... And my... my mother is... She is dead. Slain... by that Dolunian dragon...
Nyna: ...! Marth, I am truly sorry...
Marth: I thought there would be something... some part of my old life I would be coming back to. I fought so hard...
Nyna: You fought wonderfully,
Malledus: ...Sire, might I have a moment?
Marth: All the moments you want, Malledus. What is it?
Malledus: Your people have gathered outside the castle. They are overjoyed to be free again, sire, and would like very much to see their prince.
Marth: All right, then. I'll go at once.
Nyna: Marth... perhaps you should let that wait, just until you are able to share their joy with them. We could send someone in your stead-
Marth: No, that would not do. Today is a momentous day for my kingdom and my people. I must celebrate with them now, not later. Anything else would be a disservice to those who died to save Altea. I am a prince before I am a son or a brother.
Come, Malledus. Let us go greet my people.
(Flashes to a scene with him waving to crowd. Dialogue runs from a narrator on the top)
"Thus Altea was liberated. Its people, ragged from years of Dolunian tyranny, scrambled to the castle and flocked beneath its walls, eager to celebrate what, for many, would be remembered as the happiest days of their lives. They clapped each other on the back, laughed; and when Marth, their prince, appeared up above, they saluted their hero with a thunderous cheer:
"Glory to Marth, our prince of light! Glory to our star and savior!"
Marth smiled down at his people and waved. The great commander's last victory of the day was commanding his tears not to flow."
 The Sable Order
Malledus: Prince Marth, I see them: a cohort of Grustian knights, out on the far side of the bridge. That must be the Sable Order...
(Nyna enters conversation)
Nyna: Marth, I heard the enemy forces have been spotted.
Marth: Yes, that's right. The Sable Order, it seems.
Nyna: Really? Tell me, who leads them?
Marth: Why does it matter?
Nyna: Oh...no, it's just- they say the Sable Order is led by a brilliant general. I was... wondering if he was riding with them today.
Marth: You must mean General Camus. I am told Doluna is not very happy with him at the moment, brilliant or not. Something about acting outside orders... They'll be keeping him on a short leash; I don't expect we'll see him here.
Nyna: That... that is good news...
Est: Ah, you're Prince Marth! I am Est, of the Medonian Whitewings-Palla and Catria's younger sister. I've been looking for you. Initially I intended to join up with you along with my sisters, but then I heard Grust had made off with one of Akaneia's three regalia- the sword Mercurius- so I flew there to get it back.
This is Mercurius right here. It's lovely, isn't it? And powerful! In the right hands, I think you'll find it a formidable weapon indeed.
Nyna: We've made it across the strait.
Marth: Yes. But the real battle may yet be ahead of us.
Marth: Malledus... Can we be certain the Lightsphere and the Starsphere are in the Fane of Raman?
Malledus: Yes, sire; but unfortunately, they may not be all we find. The fane is said to be guarded by a goddess, one with fearsome powers. Those who defile her sanctuary are punished by fire; none are spared from the blaze.
Nyna: Perhaps we should reconsider, Marth...
Marth: Perhaps... But if none are spared from the blaze, where do the rumors come from? Besides, we need those two orbs.
Malledus: Well, might I suggest you take in just a few able companions, and let the sleeping dragons lie?
Marth: Sage advice. I've no desire to tear apart a holy place, whether the goddess is home or not... I'll choose a handful of elite to search for the orbs with me.
 Manakete Princess
Gharnef: Tiki... Tiki... Princess-that-was of the great divine dragons... Can you hear my voice?
Gharnef: Defilers have set foot inside the fane- despoilers! Punish them. Let your fire consume them!
Tiki: Defilers... in the fane... Punish them...
Gharnef: Remember, Tiki. Your divine dragon kin perished long ago, and Bantu has abandoned you... I alone am protecting you from Medeus. Remember...
Tiki: You alone... are protecting me... Punish... the defilers...
(Gharnef teleports off)
Bantu: Tiki! Tiki, my child! At last, I have found you!
Tiki: No... Stop... Come no closer...
Bantu: Hm? ...Gharnef has put you in some sort of trance, poor thing. Peace, child. Peace. Awaken.
Tiki: ...Mmm? ...Ban-Ban? Is that you? Where am I? What happened?
Bantu: Yes, child. 'tis I, 'tis I. How I worried! Are you hurt?
Tiki: No, Ban-ban, just...just scared...I feel as though I just woke from an awful nightmare...
Bantu: I am truly sorry, child. Truly, I am. I will not let us be separated again. From now on, I will be there to protect you.
Tiki: Promise? You have to promise, Ban-ban. I hate being alone...
Nyna: Marth! Tell me, was it a success? Did you locate the Lightsphere and Starsphere?
Marth: Never fear; I have them. We need to take these to Gotoh so he can undo Imhullu's magic...But first, Nyna, we've a more pressing task ahead of us.
Nyna: Oh? And what is that?
Marth: We must Grust once and for all. If we march south without finishing them off, we have our rear exposed.
Nyna: Then you mean to invade.
Marth: Yes. And this time, General Camus will be there to meet us. I am sure of it. "Camus the Sable", they call him. Many extol him as the most able warrior alive. It will be a fierce battle...but one we cannot avoid.
Nyna: You are certain we must face him? We have crippled Grust, but they will regroup and stand in our way again. No, we need to stamp this fire out before the wind catches it and starts spreading it anew.
Nyna: Very well. But before you attack, there is something I must tell you. Later, though...Not yet. I must sort my feelings out first...
 Camus the Sable
Marth: Nyna, we'll soon be launched the attack. If you have something to tell me... now is the time to do it.
Nyna: All right, Marth. As you wish. When the Doluna-Grust allied forces seized control of Akaneia, the entire royal family was killed, save me. I was given into Grust's custody- the custody of the Sable Order, to be more specific I am told Doluna wished for my execution- and with it the end of the holy lineage of House Akaneia- and Grust was willing to comply.
Marth: But you are not dead.
Nyna: That is right. I was not put to the sword. The Sable Order's captain came to my defence. His name...was Camus.
Nyna: Camus protected me, knowing he risked incurring the wrath of the Shadow Dragon. He was the one who eventually arranged for my escape to Aurelis.
Marth: ...I had no idea. That certainly explains Doluna's displeasure with him.
Nyna: I hated him, too, at first. But in the time, I found my hatred tempered by the compassion he showed me, my feelings... changed. And no, all I wish is to see him again... But not if it means you and he must fight.
Marth: Nyna... Do you... I cannot make any promises. But I will do what I can. I hope you can accept that.
Nyna: Thank you, Marth. I could not ask for more.
Marth: General Camus! Can you hear me? It is I, Marth of Altea! I must speak with you! Please, show yourself!
Camus: Prince Marth. I am Camus of Grust.
Marth: General, I have no wish to fight you. You know this battle is pointless; surely you must!
Camus: So long as Grust continues to support Doluna's ambitions, it does not matter what I know or think. I am a knight; I have a duty to fight for my motherland's glory till the very end.
Marth: But surely-
Camus: Prince Marth, there is nothing you can do or say. I am party to your father's murder. Are you a man or not? Draw your sword.
Nyna: Stop! Camus!
Camus: Princess Nyna...
Marth: Nyna, what are you doing here?! This is the middle of the battlefield!
Nyna: I know, I know... But please, Camus, listen to me...Camus, you gave me back my life. And Marth, he gave me back my kingdom. I do not wish to see that the two of you fight. It is...it is unbearable. Please, Camus, fight with us. We need your strength.
...I need it
Camus: I am sorry, Princess.
Nyna: What? But, Camus!
Camus: Were my heart my master, I would do exactly as you say. But what sort of knight abandons his kingdom- his king!- now, when they need him the most? Would you have me toss away the life I have built as if it meant nothing at all?
Nyna: No, Camus, I... I don't know...
Camus: I have lived as a knight, and I intend to die as one. There are no other roads left for me to walk. Farewell, my princess. I shall never forget our days together at the palace, few though they were. I pray you meet someone who can bring joy back into your life.
Camus: With this lance, Gradivus, I am all but invincible. A pity you had to waste your life.
Camus: Nyna... Farewell...
Shiida: General Lorenz! My name is Shiida. I hail from Talys. My father has told me quite a bit about you.
Lorenz: Princess Shiida! My, look what a lovely young women you've grown into. Your father was a good friend to me, many years ago.
Shiida: General, I heard you opposed Grust forming an alliance with Doluna. Why didn't you try to stop it?
Lorenz: You think I did not try, Princess? Our king is meek; in the end, Doluna proved better at cowing him than I did.
Shiida: But sir, surely you know that Doluna intends to use Manaketes to conquer humankind! You must act now- for Grust's sake, if not the world's! Join us, General Lorenz. We can put an end to this battle right now.
Lorenz: Hmm...What you say makes sense enough, but I serve Grust. I cannot simply betray my country.
Shiida: Ah, but what makes a country?
Shiida: Is it one man- your king? Or is it the countless innocent people who make their home here?
Lorenz: Well, that's- Hmm...
Shiida: My father has a saying: "A kingless country is a country still; but a king without subjects rules naught but hills." If you disobey your king to ensure his subjects' safety, how is that a betrayal? You are protecting his reign.
Lorenz: Protecting his reign?... Aha ha ha, ha ha! Ahh, that mad logic! I feel as though I've shed twenty years and I'm talking to your father again. You win, Princess. I yield! I will join you, in the intersts of king and country. Har!
Marth: General Lorenz, hold!
Lorenz: What? You are Marth, the Altean prince...
Marth: Yes, sir. The king of Talys told me much about you. He said you opposed Grust forming an alliance with Doluna, right from the very start.
Lorenz: That's right.
Marth: Then fight with us! With your help, we can defeat Doluna!
Lorenz: Forgive me, Prince Marth, but am I to just abandon my country, then?
Lorenz: I know yours is the just cause. Still, I wish to remain a Grustian general, right to the end. I am fighting here because that is the way for me to honor my kingdom.
Marth: Forgive me, General, but...is it, really?
Marth: Since you are a Grustian General, then surely you fight for Grust's future first and foremost. But tell me...from where you are standing now, do you see any future for your country?
Lorenz: ...I shall have to learn to mask my misgivings better, if you can pluck them from my heart so easily. You are quite correct. If I care what becomes of Grust, then I cannot continue to stand by Doluna. So, I will stand by you instead, Prince- and hope the future is a bit easier to spot from there.
Marth: Forgive me, Nyna. I was unable to reunite you with your general.
Nyna: No, Marth, I... I should not have made such a selfish request. I am sorry, so terribly sorry...
Nyna: The worst part, Marth...the worst part is, I knew it would come to this. Ever since I gave you the emblem, I just knew...Have you heard the story of Artemis's Curse?
Nyna: The last time the Fire Emblem changed hands to save House Akaneia, it was not without cost. There was a princess named Artemis who loved your ancestor, Anri, with all her heart. He loved her as well- but when Medeus appeared, the two were parted forever. She cursed the Fire Emblem- called it the end of war, but also the end of love.
Now the emblem has changed hands again, and I am the one who is cursed...
(if you didn't kill Camus, Nyna will say something about how he was not able to be found)
Nyna: Look at me, so quick to fall apart... You lost loved ones in Altea and took it so bravely; but I cannot be so brave... Please...leave me for a moment. This is too much to bear. I need to... to confront my feelings...
Marth: ...Say no more, Nyna... Princess. I will step out. Send for me if you need anything.
Nyna: Thank you, Marth...
(Marth leaves and the bottom screen of our DS goes black for some odd reason)
Nyna: Ahh...! Camus, Camus... Ahh...no... Oh, why...
 Clash in Medon
Malledus: Sire, we are nearing the Medonian border.
Marth: Did you send a messenger?
Marth: They will not yield.
Malledus: No reply came, sire...
Marth: I knew they might not switch and join us, but I had at least hoped to avoid bloodshed...So be it. Medon stands between us and Doluna. And Gotoh is here somewhere as well. If the battle must be fought, I mean to fight it well.
Marth: Princess Minerva, we will soon reach the Macedonian border. Are you certain you wish to join the battle? If you've any reservations about fighting your own countrymen-
Minerva: If I did, Prince Marth, I would not have offered you my axe.
Marth: But surely-
Minerva: You have the wrong idea. Perhaps you think I wish to spare my brother and former vassals, forgive them for seeing things differently?
Marth: ...Don't you?
Minerva: I would be lying if I said I did not wish it were that simple. But history needs to remember that when Macedon went astray, it was a Macedonian who set things right.
Marth: Even if it means your own brother may die?
Minerva: Since I was little, I followed in Michalis's footsteps. Whatever books he read, I read; whenever he practiced the sword, I was close by, watching, learning...He was always a step ahead: my hero, something to aspire to. Even now, some part of me loves him. ...I love him enough to spare him death on some stranger's sword, you see? Let him be punished by my hands.
Gotoh: ...Prince Marth...
Marth: That voice! Lord Gotoh, is that you?
Gotoh: I see you have made it to Medon. You will find me in a village north of the Medon aerie, their castle. If you possess the Lightsphere and Starsphere have them in hand when you visit me here.
...Ah, yes. I also have good news. Your sister Elice is unharmed.
Marth: What?! You are certain? Where is she now?
Gotoh: Thabes, city of illusion. Gharnef took her with him when he fled. I pray you rescue her soon.
Marth: I will!
Gotoh: But first, bring me the two orbs. Without Starlight's mighty blast, Gharnef will only add you life to the list of things he has taken from you.
 A Knight-Filled Sky
Michalis: Lord Gotoh, the League has begun its attack. I wish for you to move someplace safe until the fighting has ended.
Gotoh: Why not just end this folly now, Michalis?
Michalis: Folly? What folly?
Gotoh: You loved your younger sister so much. It pains me to see you quarrel. If you and Minerva had worked as one, Medon might have become a great kingdom-greater even than Akaneia, perhaps. But instead, you let Gharnef trick you into destroying your family, and your kingdom with it.
Michalis: ...I cannot undo what is done. My father's blood will always be on my hands, just as Minerva's betrayal of her brother and country will be on hers. And Medon has not been destroyed, not yet. So long as I carry Iote's Shield, the League's arrows cannot fell me.
Gotoh: Very well. And if you win? What then?
Michalis: If I win, I will tell you. Right now, my only goal is to gut that Altean prince who leads the League. My pride as Medonian king rests upon it.
Gotoh: I see... Then we've nothing more to discuss, have we?
Gotoh: The weight of his father's murder threatens to crush him... Poor boy... Poor fool.
Gotoh: You have the Lightsphere and Starsphere with you? Well done! Now I can create Starlight for you.
...There. It is finished. Take this with you; it is the only magic capable of breaking through Imhullu. Use it to stop that fiend Gharnef once and for all.
Marth: First General Camus of Grust....Now Prince Michalis of Medon. Men of such promise... Had the times been different, the two might have led illustrious lives.
Malledus: Yes, Prince Michalis was a brilliant man with great things ahead of him. But in the end, the rashness of youth did him in.
Marth: Only because Gharnef found his weakness and exploited it. Until we stop that fiend, this spiral of misery will never cease.
Malledus: Then shall we go to Thabes? Lord Gotoh said the city lies someplace far to the north of Khadein.
Marth: Yes, in the heart of the desert...
Malledus: Thabes is an old city... None in recent memory have gone there and returned alive. Within its walls remain many powerful apparatus crafted of long-forgotten magic. Lord Gotoh believes Gharnef is harnessing their power, and that is why he wields such influence over the continent.
Marth: And he has Imhullu as well... This will be a struggle.
Marth: Still, Gharnef's reign must end. The world was so much more beautiful before he painted it red...
 Dark Pontifex
Marth: The Temple of Thabes... He's here... somewhere...
????: Heh heh heh... Come to play, little Marth?
(????, aka Gharnef, teleports right in front of Marth)
Gharnef: 'Tis I, Gharnef. I have been waiting for you.
Gharnef: Oh yes. For you to dance around the continent, collecting powerful weapons and killing off my competition. Thanks to you, Camus and Michalis will trouble me no more. You have my gratitude, diligent prince.
Marth: You... monster!
Gharnef: Tsk, tsk, don't spoil the moment, now. You're about to do me one last favor... Die, Prince. Heh heh heh!
Marth: That's what you think. I have something else in mind.
Gharnef: Heh, is that a threat? If you mean to harm me, first you'll have to find me, boy.
Marth: And what is that supposed to mean?
(Malledus pops in)
Malledus: My prince! Several sorcerers have been sighted throughout the temple! They're... They all seem to be Gharnef, sire!
Gharnef: Heh heh! Fight, boy, fight! Wear yourself thin fighting puppets and shadows! But the only way you'll claim Falchion is by defeating the real me. Heh heh, ha ha ha ha!
(Gharnef teleports off)
Malledus: Sire, we've pinpointed where Gharnef is keeping the magical apparatus that gives him his power.
Malledus: The Tower of Thabes atop this very temple.
Marth: Then we don't need to fight Gharnef...If we find those apparatus.
Malledus: Gharnef's power- a great deal of power- will be sealed forever.
Marth: Then let's hurry and seize the entrance to the tower!
Malledus: A word of caution, sir. Stopping the apparatus will not undo Imhullu power-only Gharnef's. He still has Falchion in his keeping; if you want the blade back, you must defeat him now, before seizing the tower.
Gharnef: Heh heh heh...You dare challenge me, fool? You must not value your life. Cower before the might of the dark magic Imhullu!
Gharnef: Agh! What... Where did you get... Starlight...? Still, you are a fool... Your power is not enough to defeat Medeus...I shall be waiting in the pits of the inferno...for when he sends you to join me... Heh heh, ha ha ha!
Marth: At last... Gharnef is finished.
(Ally soldier enters)
Allied Soldier: Sire! We found Princess Elice up in the Tower of Thabes! She's on her way to see you right- Ah, here she is!
(Elice runs in)
Elice: Marth! Oh look at you. A man grown!
Marth: Sister, I was so worried. None had seen you since the castle fell. I... I feared the worst.
Elice: I was prepared for the worst, if that was what it took to ensure your safety. But they did not kill me. Gharnef spared my life.
Marth: Why would he spare you?
Elice: Marth, have you heard of the staff of Aum?
Marth: The staff that brings back the dead? It was lost to the world long ago,or so the legend goes.
Elice: Yes, but Gharnef found it...in the Resurrectory.
Marth: The Resurrectory? What was it doing in a temple in the middle of Doluna?
Elice: I could not say. But that was why Gharnef kept me alive: he wished me to wield it. The staff of Aum's power can only be channeled by woman of royal blood. Marth, you are going to Doluna, are you not?
Marth: Yes. I must settle things with Medeus.
Elice: Then take me to the Resurrectory along the way to claim the staff. Aum works but once, but I will use it to revive a lost comrade.
 The Dragonkin Realm
Malledus: There, sire. Up on the mountains to the south, you can see Doluna Keep.
(Camera zooms briefly)
Marth: And inside is Medeus, king of the earth dragons- the one they call the Shadow Dragon.
...Why doesn't he leave the keep and face us?
Malledus: I recall Lord Gotoh saying his return is not yet complete; only within the keep's walls can he maintain dragon form.
Marth: Really...? Then we have the advantage...
(Malledus leaves conversation)
Marth: To Doluna Keep, then! Let us put a stop to this war!
Enemy Soldier: Emperor! The enemy has broken through the gates!
Medeus: That impudent boy...Have the guards take their positions. The keep must be defended.
Enemy Soldier: At once!
(Enemy Soldier leaves)
Medeus: Hmph, you'll find an earth dragon like me harder to tame than Gharnef, brat. Come and face me. I'll tear the ground asunder and make you wish you'd never been born!
 Chosen by Fate
Marth: We made it. Now we just have to find Medeus...
Malledus: Sire! Lord Gotoh is here to see you.
Gotoh: Marth, you have fought splendidly.
Marth: Lord Gotoh?! What are you doing here?
Gotoh: I washed my hands of humankind and their foolish ways long ago. But you and your companions have convinced me that was a rash decision. Perhaps there is hope for you yet. Allow me to offer what help I can.
Marth: You mean you'll fight with us?
Gotoh: Yes. I may lack the power to stop Medeus, but his minions are another story. Let this old man strike them down and clear a path for you.
...The gods have chosen you, Marth, prince of light. Go now, and win back a future for us all. Your family would be proud.
(Flashback to all the way back in Prologue)
Cain: His last words were as follows: "Tell my son that I leave the future of Altea and our continent in his hands."
(Flashback to another scene is Prologue)
Malledus: Your sister knows that you are the future of Altea- nay, the whole land!
(Back to reality!)
Marth: Come, my friends! We have a dragon to tame! Help me confine Medeus to the shadows for all eternity, and bring light back into the world!
(Weird scene shows were Medeus is in dragon form)
"After Medeus's demise, Doluna would relax its shadowy grip on the land and fade into obscurity: the Empire was finished. The fires of war that had raged across Akaneia would die, and light would come to take darkness's place. But before any of that came to pass, there were a few final moments of Marth's tale that need telling...
Shiida: Marth, you did it. It's finally over.
Marth: I've waiting a long time for this day. And now I'm not entirely certain what to do with it...
Shiida: Marth...um, we haven't talked much since leaving Talys. But I thought... Do you know where you will be going?
Marth: To Altea, of course. War has left my kingdom in ruins. I cannot waste another day; I must return to help rebuild.
Shiida: So... I suppose that means you have bid Talys farewell for good...
Marth: Don't be silly, Shiida. I need to at least go thank your father and tell him the fighting is done.
Shiida: My father...? Marth, I'm not asking about my- Never mind. Please excuse me...
(Shiida leaves and Nyna walks in)
Nyna: Marth, did something happen? I just passed Shiida, and she looked heartbroken...
Marth: No... Well, we were just talking. And she asked me...
Nyna: Ha ha, oh, Marth... How can a man who faced the Shadow Dragon be so desperate to avoid facing his own feelings?
Marth: I- my- what? I don't know what you are talking about.
Nyna: You wish to send Shiida home to Talys, then, and return to Altea alone? That is what you want?
Marth: Well, that's where we both belong. I don't see what my wants have to do with anything.
Nyna: Clearly not. Marth, if you have anything to say to Shiida, say it now. Love cannot always make the leap from heart to heart by itself; sometimes you must speak it aloud and give it wings. Surely a great leader like you can muster the courage for that?
(Marth leaves and finds Shiida)
Marth: Shiida... might I, er, have a moment?
Marth: I did not speak with my heart before. When I said I would go to Altea, I... Well, I had meant... I hoped you would be at my side.
Marth: As you said, we have not spoken much since Talys. With you, I felt I never had to say a word. If the battle started to take its toll, you were always there...close by...I would see you there, so beaut- ahem, so brave... and I would, um,....derive! Yes, derive great strength! Derive... Ugh, why is this so difficult?! Shiida, I'm just trying to tell you I-
Shiida: Marth... Shh. Me too... Me to.
"So concludes the tale of Falchion, blade of light; Marth, its wielder; and his battle with the Shadow Dragon. Herein its events have been chronicled, that none may ever forget."
- Marth - Altean Prince
- Marth returned to war-torn Altea and devoted all his energy to restoring the kingdom to its former glory. He was later crowned king.
- Shiida - Talys' Heart
- Shiida visited her father in Talys before returning to Altea with Marth. Their whispers of love warmed the castle halls.
- Jagen - Bones Of Iron
- After the war, Jagen laid down his lance and became one of Prince Marth's
- Cain - King's Voice
- Cain remained in Altea to instruct younger knights in the ways of war. He was a shining example, never did he neglect his training.
- Abel - Altea's Shield
- Abel left the army and opened a small shop. He was to be married; but in the end his fellow knights were his most steadfast companions.
- Draug - Gentle Giant
- Draug was put in charge of an outland garrison. The people there soon came to love their kind but stalwart protector.
- Gordin - The Ungagged
- Gordin squired himself to an Akaneian knight, to further his mastery of the bow. Later he returned to Altea with his brother.
- Wrys - Altean Healer
- Wrys built a monastery and spent his remaining years caring for children who had lost their parents in the war.
- Ogma - Loyal Blade
- Ogma returned to Talys to serve the people. Perhaps love was not his strong suit; history contains no record of him marrying.
- Barst - The Hatchet
- Barst briefly enlisted in the Akaneian army, but later deserted - to become a pirate, by some accounts.
- Bord - The Lopper
- Bord returned to his peaceful life as a woodcutter. In time, he became renowned for his craftsmanship.
- Cord - The Chopper
- Cord returned to his peaceful life as a woodcutter. In time, he became renowned for his speedy work.
- Castor - Loving Son
- Castor hurried home to his aging mother, medicine in hand. They lived modest lives.
- Darros - Seawalker
- It was back to the sea for Darros, by all accounts, carefree, he departed Akaneia's shores for the last time.
- Julian - Honest Thief
- Julian gave up thievery for good and found an honest job in Medon.
- Lena - Angel To All
- Lena cared for orphans at a convent in Medon and dealt out love in equal shares to all she met.
- Nabarl - Silent Sword
- Nabarl vanished after the great struggle, but for years, imposters appeared, hoping to profit from his reputation the world round.
- Merric - Mirthful Mage
- After helping Marth stamp out the fires of war, Merric returned to Khodain where he continued his magical studies.
- Matthis - Dashing Noble
- Matthis left the army in favor of a dull and predictable life in Medon; to him, bliss.
- Hardin - Coyote
- Nyna offered Hardin her hand in marriage, and so he was crowned the twenty-fourth king of House Akaneia.
- Wolf - Aurelian Hero
- Wolf remained a knight of Aurelia. He helped rebuild, and later captained an elite force called the Wolfguard.
- Sedgar - Aurelian Star
- Sedgar remained a knight of Aurelia. He helped rebuild, and later became vice-captain and pillar of the Wolfguard.
- Roshea - Aurelian Hope
- Roshea left the army, but later returned and became an Aurelian paladin. Records show he resided in Altea for a time.
- Vyland - Aurelian Son
- Vyland remained a knight of Aurelis and helped rebuild. Always, he put the friends with whom he had grown to manhood first.
- Wendell - Wise Teacher
- Wendell became the senior mage in Khodain and embarked on a journey that took him from land to land in pursuit of truth.
- Rickard - Big-Time Thief
- Rickard returned home to live in peace- or so he claimed, even as the area experienced a surge in break-ins and purse-snatchings.
- Bantu - Fire Dragon
- Bantu sealed the dragonstones' power and disappeared, but his wish was to live out his years in the Dolunian countryside.
- Caeser - Hired Sword
- History lost track of Caesar after the war. Perhaps he found work as a bodyguard; or perhaps some country made him a general.
- Radd - Lady-Killer
- Radd fell in love during the war, and gave up his sword to win the woman's heart. Whether he succeeded, we shall never know.
- Roger - Still Single
- Roger found his way back to Grust in the end, and reached out to the many people whom the war had touched.
- Jeorge - Perfect Shot
- Jeorge worked diligently to rebuild Akaneia. Later, he was chosen from the palace's heights to become archer-captain.
- Maria - Petit Princess
- After studying in Khodain for a while, Princess Minerva returned to Medon to serve her people as a cleric.
- Minerva - True Leader
- Minerva put all her effort into restoring Medon to glory. All wished for her to be queen; all except Minerva herself.
- Linde - Miloah's Child
- Linde entered Princess Nyna's protection and became a lady at court.
- Jake - Anna's Love
- Jake helped rebuild a town destroyed during the war. He and his lover Anna always dreamed of travelling to far-off continents.
- Midia - His Anchor
- Midia honored her princess' request to remain with the Akaneian Knights, and later became their captain.
- Dolph - Spitting Image
- Dolph had a short career as a general before leaving the army. Some said the move was a tacit rejection of the king-to-be.
- Macellan - Dead Ringer
- Macellan left the Akaneian army without a word of explanation. He settled near the border and formed a band of watchmen.
- Tomas - Quiet Bow
- No one knew what became of Tomas after the war, but some suggested he returned home to live in peace.
- Boah - Royal Bishop
- Boah resumed his duties as Akaneia's royal bishop, guiding the kingdom while the people got back on their feet.
- Beck - Born Shooter
- Beck became famous for subjugating a group of borderland rebels who- having never seen a ballista- panicked and promptly surrendered.
- Astram - Midia's Hero
- Astram was made captain of Akaneia's free company. He was given Mercurius and with it carved quite a name for himself.
- Palla - Elder Sister
- The war left this ones self-assured knight's heart in knots; but Palla still worked diligently at rebuilding Medon.
- Catria - Middle Sister
- Catria returned to Medon to rebuild. Love for a certain man flared in her heart... then flickered when it went unrequited.
- Arran - Free Paladin
- Arran became Captain of Altea's knights. His efforts helped many a town rise from the ashes after the war.
- Samson - Assuring Hero
- Samson continued to ply his blade as a mercenary, but never sold his sword to any but those who met his standards.
- Xane - ShapeShifter
- After the war, Xane left without a word. It was not until later that Marth learned his true identity.
- Est - Little Sister
- Est fell in love with an Altean knight, and found that the path of the heart was a surer route to happiness than that of the spear.
- Tiki - Dragon Scion
- Tiki lived a peaceful lie with Bantu. She spoke fondly of her adventures with Marth, even long after they had ended.
- Lorenz - People's Man
- Lorenz put Grust's prince upon the throne and became his regent, but he and Akaneia did not always see eye to eye.
- Elice - Life Giver
- Elice returned to Altea with Marth. Ever serene, she stood by her bother and watched him grow into a fine leader.
- Gotoh - White Sage
- At Nyna's request, Gotoh became archmage of Akaneia. The world never knew a better teacher.
- Frey - Brave Knight
- Frey stayed in Altea to help rebuild his ravaged kingdom.\
- Norne - The Volunteer
- Her stint as a warrior over, Norne returned to her home in Altea and lied an unremarkable but happy life.
- Athena - Vun Voman
- Vere she vent, nobody knows... One theory is that Athena returned to the border village where she was born.
- Horace - Man Of Worth
- Nyna pardoned Horace after the war, and he resumed his life as a landed noble. In the years to come, he worked hard to heal Akaneia.
- Etzel - Spell Slinger
- The spell slinger Etzel vanished after the war as quickly as he came. His wanderings took him around the world for years to come.
- Ymir - No Monster
- The fighting done, Ymir returned to his village in Grust: the one place that had accepted him. He was content the rest of his days.
- Nagi - Holy Avatar
- Marth would have thanked Nagi after Medeus fell, but there was no one there to thank. Had she returned home? None ever knew.
 Gaiden Chapters
 Before Chapter 6X
Norne: Draug, sir! The enemy has crossed the border from the west! They'll be upon us soon!
Draug: Right, we're on our way.
Draug: Sire, this is Norne. She caught wind of our struggle and wishes to fight for Altea.
Norne: Prince Marth, 'tis an honor. By your leave, though, I'll be savin' the curtsy-bobbin' for later. Quickly, sire!
 In War's Grip
Elder: Athena! My lady, wait! Where are you going all by yourself? This is madness!
Athena: Vy vould you vant to stop us? Your children vere taken by the pirates. Ve are offering to go get them back.
Elder: But you're barely recovered! If you try to fight the pirates in that state, you'll only-
Athena: Only vat? Die? If your villagers had not pulled us from the sea, ve vould have been svallowed by the vaves anyway. That is the least ve can do. Vat sort of selfish creature do you take us for?
Elder: But there's no way you can stop them! There's only one of you-er, yous. Look, please, just wait a little longer. I've sent our younger folk to find help. Give them a chance to return!
Athena: ...Very well. Ve vill vait for this "help". But if no vun comes, make no mistake: ve vill not sit idly by.
Athena: Vell, vell...You must be the help. Ve vish to fight vith you.
Marth: Ah, splendid. How many of you? Gather your men, and we'll be on our way at once.
Athena: Men? Ve are a woman. Vun voman! Are you blind, stupid manchild?
Marth: Vat? ...Ahem, what? Oh. Right, pardon me. I, uh, I am Marth, prince of Altea. I heard pirates took the village children, so I brought my army straight away.
Athena: ...If you say so. Ve are called Athena. The vee vuns have been visked away to a castle south of here. Come. Ve have a fair bit of skill vith a sword; hopefully the same can be said of you, Marth of Altea.
Boy: *sniff* I wanna go home...
Girl: Thanks, mister.
Elder: Prince Marth, bless you, bless you...I haven't the words to express our gratitude. We are ready to abandon all hope, but you came to our aid when no one else would, when you did not have to.
I know today's battle means little when the entire world is at war. History may not remember it- but we will. Our village will speak of your feats for generations to come.
(Screen flashes to conversation between Athena and Marth)
Athena: Marth. Ve have decided to go vith you.
Marth: You have?
Athena: It is the least ve can do. Vat sort of selfish creature do you take us for? Ve vill join you, and you vill be grateful. Do ve make ourselves clear?
Marth: P-perfectly clear, Athena. Your swordsmanship will turn the tides in many a battle to come.
 Before Chapter 12X
 A Traitor's Worth
Dejanira: Have you heard, Horace? I am told the rebels just recaptured the palace. That accursed Akaneian wench! Never mind Camus's pleas. We should have put her to the sword with the rest of them...
Dejanira: Hm, something bothering you, now? Don't tell me you are toying with the idea of rejoining your motherland? Because if you do, I think you know exactly what will befall your people.
Horace: Yes, you've made it quite clear! I am an Akaneian knight no longer. I knew this day would come when I gave me lance to Doluna. I will not flinch.
Dejanira: Good. Then gather your soldiers and kill these rebels before they cause any more trouble.
Enemy soldier: Lord Horace, our soldiers are in position.
Enemy soldier: Shall we advance on the enemy?
Horace: ...No. That won't be necessary. We'll lure them in close, then strike. No one attacks unless the enemy makes a move first. Is that clear?
Elder: Lord Horace, who rules this land, used to be a knight of Akaneia. After the palace fell, though, he bent his knee to the Dolunian emperor and has been servin' him ever since. For that, folks call him a traitor and say he tarnished his knightly brethren's reputation. Well, that's a load of hogwash. He broke his knightly oaths to protect us! Not 'cause he's some traitor.
Please, sire, you have to help clear his name. Here...Lord Horace's father, bless him, gave me this weapon as a gift long ago. I know he'd be glad to see it used to restore his son's honor.
(OBTAINED KILLER LANCE)
Villager: Are you with the League? Please, sir, I'm beggin' ya... You have to help Lord Horace. He's always looked out for us small folk, before and after he inherited the land. He's a pillar of strength, he is. We'd be dead if he hadn't made the tough choices he did. The least we can do is rescue him from his plight now. Here, I've got this magic tome one of our villagers found after the last battle on our soil. You take it, and find some way to save him. Promise!
Horace: What!? Dejanira's been killed?! Then... it's over. Soldiers! Lay down your weapons! No more Akaneian blood shall be shed!... Mine shall be the last.
(Screen moves to castle)
Horace: Bravo, Prince Marth. I yield. Spare the lives of my soldiers and treat my people kindly, and you may do with me as you see fit.
Villager: No! Wait, please! Lord Horace is a good man! Doluna threatened him, said they'd raze the land corner to corner if he didn't comply. So you see-
Horace: Hush! You've said enough.
Marth: But, Lord Horace...
Horace: I betrayed my fellow knights and besmirched their good name. I will not dress up my sins as kindnesses! I accept my punishment. Allow me to die a knight's death.
Nyna: I will not!
Horace: ...! Princess Nyna?
Nyna: Horace. I heard what you said. And you have it quite right. Your crimes deserve death, or worse.
Marth: Nyna, what are you-
Nyna: But I shall give you no knight's death. I shall give you a traitor's life. You say you will not dress up your sins. I say you will not run from them either.
Horace: Your Highness...! Are you saying you wish me to live?
Nyna: You did all in your power to protect these people. That was honorable, Horace. But if you die today, no one will remember you for anything but your one act of betrayal. Your soldiers will have to bear that shame in your stead. Do you call that justice?
Nyna: Starting today, you shall prove to the world there was value in your actions. Show us a traitor's worth. Show us what the soldiers who fought and died for you saw to be true.
Horace: I... I do not know what to say.
Nyna: I have claimed your life, Horace. You have no say. You shall fight for us... and you shall not die. I forbid it.
Horace: Heh... Very well, Your Highness. As you command...
 Before Chapter 17X
 Prisoner of Helena
Enemy Soldier: Lord Dactyl, I've brought the mage.
Dactyl: Good. Hold him up.
Dactyl: Well, then? Have you been persuaded to fight for us?
Etzel: ...Never. I'd rather die.
Dactyl: You'd rather DIE? Ha! As if a spell-slinging vagabond like you has any choice in the matter! Enough. Strip him of all his possessions and lock him up someplace. Perhaps we can use him later.
Enemy: There's not much to strip him of, milord. Just the tome and this ring...
Dactyl: Ring? Let me have a look at that.
Etzel: No! Don't you- Grr, let me go! Don't you touch Ursula's ring!
Dactyl: Wha... what are you- yaagh!
Enemy Soldier: O-oi! Take you hands off Lord Dactyl!
Etzel: Rrgh... please, not the ring!... Give it BACK!
Dactyl: Unhand me, you filthy maggot!
Etzel: Nngh!... Unnh...
Dactyl: Take this wretch away. Now!
Enemy Soldier: At once, milord!
Dactyl: Hmph, all that for some tawdry ring... Hmm? That gives me an idea...
Enemy Soldier: I've brought him, milord.
Dactyl: Good. I've had a change of heart. I am considering giving that ring of yours back.
Dactyl: BUT... you must face the League for us. How much considering I do hinges on how well you fight.
Etzel: ...And how am I to fight unarmed, my lord?
Dactyl: Hmm?... Ah. yes, well, you can have your little book back. But you know what the consequences will be if you betray us...
Etzel: For now, I'll just have to feign obedience...
Malledus: Prince Marth! Grust's garrison left their war chest when they fled. This much gold should buy plenty of equipment. Might I suggest, sire, you avail yourself of this opportunity to outfit your soldiers? Our next opponent will be Grust's Sable Order. By our scouts' reports, they march to meet us as we speak. Many say their knights are the strongest on the continent. We'll want to be well prepared.
Etzel: You're Prince Marth, aren't you? I wish to thank you.
Marth: ...Who are you?
Etzel: My name is Etzel. I am a traveling sorcerer. Those Grustian cowards stole a ring from me, and were it not for you, I might never have seen it again
Marth: The ring must have been very dear to you, then.
Etzel: It's all I have to remember my wife by. She got caught in the fighting back when Gra betrayed Altea...
Marth: Those were dark days. You have my deepest sympathies; I lost my father in the same battle.
Etzel: Will there be no end to this bloodshed?
Marth: There will, Etzel. I have sworn to end it; that's the very reason all of us fight.
Etzel: And you think you can end it, just like that? From anyone else's lips that would sound absurdly naive. But I can tell you are sincere. Tell me, Prince, have you any need for an extra... spell slinger? I've no taste for war, but I do have a fierce hunger for ending it. Let's usher in a new era, you and I.
 Before Chapter 20X
 Men and Monsters
Larissa: Have the villagers given up struggling yet?
Enemy soldier: With that ogre on the loose? Hardly, sir. All of our soldiers together still can't contain him. The other villagers have fled into the caverns, out of reach.
Larissa: What? Grr, enough of this! The League will be here soon. Take your positions! We'll deal with them first and cut that giant down to size later.
(Camera moves elsewhere)
Villager: Ymir, you're hurt!
Ymir: Am I? I hardly feel it.
Elder: Why would you try to take on an entire army just for our sake?
Ymir: Because you treat me like a human being. Do I need another reason?
Villager: Ymir... thank you.
Ymir: I'll be standing guard outside the cavern. Nobody will hurt you, I swear it.
Marth: Who are you? You don't seem to be one of Grust's soldiers.
Ymir: You just keep your distance. I'm not letting anyone near the villagers in here, and that includes you!
Marth: You wrong me, sir. I'm here to rout the last of Grust's army. To save you.
Ymir: Yeah? Well, they said the same thing when they led us down here. And look where that got us. I'm not fallin' for the same lies twice!
Marth: I speak the truth. But, if my word is not good enough, so be it. Stand aside and watch us fight. Let the battle prove I mean what I say. Agreed? Either way, you are in danger here. Take the villagers and hide until this is over.
Ymir: ...So I'm supposed to just sit here, when I could be fightin'?
Marth: Just give me a chance to prove I'm here to protect you.
Ymir: ...Fine. I'll stay out of it. For now. But if I find you're lyin' to me, I'll split you right down the middle!
Elder: Prince Marth, thank you. Those soldiers told us they'd protect us when they led us down here...but they were just using us as leverage, hostages to keep you at bay! If you hadn't shown up, they might have just killed us outright in the end...
(Screen moves to where Ymir was)
Ymir: Prince Marth, sorry I doubted you.
Marth: Well, at least we've cleared up the misunderstanding.
Ymir: Since you came to the villagers' rescue, how 'bout I help you out as a way of sayin' thanks?
Marth: You mean...join our army?
Ymir: I'm strongest in the land! Well, second strongest, at least. I can hold my own in battle. But if you don't want a monster in your ranks, I understand...
Marth: Monster? You're a giant among men, to be sure, but a hero as well! Any warrior who can fend of an entire army is welcome among us!
Ymir: Then count me in! Let's see how many more armies break themselves against me, eh!
 Before Chapter 24X
 A World Apart
Marth: This must be the tower Lord Gotoh spoke of...
Malledus: Sire, it's teeming with soldiers... Who are they? They fly no recognizable banner.
Marth: They are the Keepers whose test I must pass.
Malledus: You mean to fight them, then?
Marth: Gotoh says we must prove ourselves. Very well; we'll seize the tower. Follow me!
Malledus: Sire, look! Stairs beneath the throne! Where could they lead?
(Screen blackens then reappears in different area)
Malledus: ...Do you think this is the coffin?
Marth: There are no others. And look: these markings around it are the same pattern we saw in the Fane of Raman...
Malledus: Hmm, you're right...
Marth: We found a dragon girl in the fane... I wonder if these symbols- Huh?!
Malledus: Sire! The coffin... It's opening!
Marth: What? No! It must be some kind of trap, or... or some kind of... er...
(Screen flashes and you can see coffin on the bottom screen)
Marth: ...woman? Could she be the master Gotoh spoke of?
Nagi: ...Who are you?
Marth: My name is Marth, prince of Altea. And you, my lady?
Nagi: Me?! My name... is Nagi.
Marth: Nagi... I was sent here to find you, by a man named Gotoh.
Nagi: Gotoh... I know that name... But from where? I cannot recall.
Marth: You've lost your memory?
Nagi: I... cannot say for certain. But your voice... I heard you calling. Did you rouse me from my sleep?
Marth: I... er... Not on purpose?
Nagi: Your soul... called out to me... begging for my help. For this blade...
Marth: That... that's Falchion! How did you get it?!
Nagi: I cannot remember... But you need it, I know that. And you need my powers.
Marth: Your... powers, my lady?
Nagi: Take me with you. I must... finish what I started... I think. I must fight with you.
 ENDGAME Differences
Also, you won't get Gotoh. Instead, you have Nagi. She comments at when the battle begins.
Nagi: I can sense it... A sinister will is at work here...
NOTE: If you attack Medeus with Nagi, the following conversation occurs:
Medeus: Hmm? So... I am not the only dragon revived. I had heard you perished the last time. No matter; you've recovered even less of your power than me. This time, you have no chance!