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At the HideawaySummary
Having rescued Sarisse, the prince and company are led to a forest refuge where she and Luca's people are hiding. They decide to prepare for a confrontation with the Empire by eradicating fiends the Empire has set free.
Dialogue
Stop struggling!
Sarisse: As if! Let GO of me!
Luca: Sarisse!
Euden: You there! Unhand her at once!
Elisanne: What manner of savage picks a fight with a frail little girl?
Ranzal: The kind whose bones are about to get snapped in two. Hi-yaaaaaah!
Imperial Soldier: I-it's the traitor and his band of criminals! Bahhh... Retreat! We need to report this to Captain Harle!
Euden: Are you all right, Sarisse?
Sarisse: I'm fine, but...how do you know my name?
Luca: I told him. Ho, Sarisse! I'm glad you're safe. I was so worried.
Sarisse: Luca? WHAT?! How are you not dead?!
Luca: Ha ha! Oh, come on. Do you really think a dragon could kill the likes of m— Bwaaargh?!
Sarisse: You idiot! That was a DRAGON, and you were INSANE to take it on! Know your limits next time, mush-for-brains!
Ranzal: Holy carp! I think that blow lifted Luca a couple'a feet off the ground.
Elisanne: I cheerfully retract my previous statement about a "frail little girl."
Notte: Luca? You still with us, buddy? Oh man, I don't think eyes are supposed to roll back in your head like that.
Sarisse: *sniff* It's his fault for worrying me. Now apologize, Luca!
Cleo: You may have to wait until his organs shift back into their normal positions.
Sarisse: ...So that's what happened, eh? Well, thanks for rescuing my dumb brother. We've been looking for him day and night.
Luca: And that's why you elected to greet me with your fist instead of a wave? You're WORSE than the dragon.
Sarisse: Well, that will teach you to catch a lady by surprise.
Cleo: You should go easy on the squabbles. His wounds could reopen anytime. Even my healing talent has its limits.
Sarisse: I'm sorry, Cleo. I must say, it's not very often we meet a sylvan from outside of Woodhaven.
Cleo: Yes, I suppose it is rather unusual. Speaking of which, do you know where the other villagers are?
Sarisse: They're okay. The elder realized the Empire was coming and brought us to safety.
Luca: Great! So where can we find them?
Sarisse: The forest refuge. You know the place. Come with us, Euden. I'm sure everyone will want to meet the man who rescued Luca.
Luca: Is everyone all right?
Sylvan Villager: ...Luca?! You're alive!
Euden: I've never seen so many sylvans in one place...
Elisanne: Nor I. Just look at all those ears! There's a whole sea of them. It's adooorable...
Cleo: Er, well, I suppose they do have a certain...flair.
Elisanne: What? Huh? Did I say something? Um...pay me no mind.
Elder: Luca, you blasted fool! What were you thinking, taking on a dragon in battle?
Luca: I'm sorry. I didn't mean to put everyone through so much trouble.
Elder: You should be sorry. Houses can be rebuilt, but lives are harder to piece back together. We've all been worried sick.
Luca: I'm sorry, Elder. I'll never do anything that stupid again. I swear it on my bow and in the name of Mother Nature.
Elder: Very good, then. I believe we owe you our gratitude, travelers.
Euden: We only did what anyone would do. And while I know it's not my place to tell you what to do, Elder, the Empire's army is going to find this place soon. We should devise a plan before that happens.
Elder: Hmm... Then it's just as I feared. But my people are not fighters, and we have nowhere else to run.
Ranzal: Eh, don't worry about that. We'll keep ya safe. All we gotta do is lure Emile away from his troops and then "persuade" him to back off.
Elisanne: We should ready ourselves. The first step is to hunt down the fiends the Empire has loosed in the area.
Notte: Aw, that'll be a cinch! Right, Euden?
Euden: Heh. Right indeed, Notte.