Roc/Stories

General Stories Misc

Quotes

When Entering Dragon's Roost

Do you need something?

Goodness, have you come here just to see me?

Did you miss me?

After Receiving a Gift

Oh! Looks like I'll be needing to do something to thank you.

Here, take this—it'll come in handy.

After Bond Level Increase

You're handsome...for a human.

I know you'll make my dream come true!

Idle After Bond Level 1

Take my form anytime you need to. We'll show those chumps how a mercenary fights!

My dream may actually come true, thanks to you.

You've got the talent to make a fine warrior.

Idle After Bond Level 10

My dream's to make a peace so damn peaceful it'll have everyone across the land bored to tears.

Care for a quick spar? I'm going to lose my edge sitting around all day.

This place is full of fine soldiers. You're a force not easily beaten.

Idle After Bond Level 20

I knew a man with eyes that shone much like yours.

Being around you, I can feel myself daring to dream again.

Fighting is all I've ever known, but I look forward to the coming peace. Perhaps I'll take up napping.

Dragon Story Episodes
The Mercenary Prince

Roc flew through the sky, her injured

master on her back. She had been

watching over him since he was

young, and never considered that he

might one day die.

Known as the Mercenary Prince, he

was in reality a mere nephew of the

king of Alberia, and had little hope

of actually claiming the throne.

But the blood of King Alberius was

strong in him, and upon coming of

age, he successfully formed a pact

with a dragon, swearing to be

together for as long as they lived.

With no lands to inherit, he chose

instead to battle fiends, and spent

his life wandering South Grastaea

ever in search of combat.

To the people on the furthest reaches

of the land, constantly threatened by

fiends and unable to depend on the

capital's aid, he was a blessing—and

it was they who gave him his name.

Eventually, people began to wish that

he would become the next king—a

thought that was unsurprisingly not

received well by the current regent.

The royal family accused the prince

of working with fiends to seize the

throne, and after securing permission

from the Church to excommunicate

him, they sent an army after him.

Thus was the prince forced to fight his

own family. And with several dragons

on their side, it did not take long for

the royal family to secure victory.

The prince's death came from an

arrow to the chest—an anticlimactic

end if ever there was one. All who

saw the impact knew instantly that

it would be fatal.

Seizing their chance, the army moved

in on the dying prince—but Roc gave

a great roar and protected him with

her wings.

After softly kissing him, she took

him onto her back and soared into

the air as the powerless army

watched from afar.

That was the last glimpse mankind

had of the prince, and none know

what happened in his final moments.

None, that is, save his lifelong

companion.

The veteran warrior of a dragon flew

through the air, the dying prince on

her back. All was silence, for they

had left the hue and cry of battle

far behind them.

Suddenly, the Mercenary Prince

spoke Roc's name from her

back. But the voice was weak, and

she knew well that he would not last

much longer.

"I'm taking you to see Phoenix,"

said the dragon. "A wound like this

will be nothing to her—and if she

refuses to help you, she'll have my

claws in her neck."

"It's fine," said the prince weakly.

"Dying in a warm bed ain't really

for me, anyway. I've got no regrets

about how I lived and...I loved

fighting with you."

"I'm just sorry I couldn't honor the

promise that we made when we first

formed our pact..."

"I dreamed of seeing peace brought

to the continent...but it wasn't to be.

No matter how much blood we shed,

the end never came..."

"But even if I die, I'm sure that peace

will one day come...and I want you

to see it for me. I mean...you're

gonna live forever...right...?"

With that, the man breathed no

more, and Roc let out a great wail of

despair. The people below knew a

great hero had left the world, and

began to offer prayers for his soul.

Now, the Mercenary Prince is all but

forgotten, and the royals who fought

him confined to history books—but

the peace he sought has not come to

pass. How futile human dreams are!

But to such thoughts, Roc would only

say, "It's not over so long as I live.

I'll make his dream come true yet."

Those who seek the peace of the

continent would do well to visit her.

She is, after all, a mercenary—and

if you share the dream of her former

master, she will surely help you.