Zace/Stories
Quotes
- On Sortied
- A hunt is it? Leave it to me.
- On Entering a Room
- Let us hunt together.
- When Quest Begins
- Let us begin.
- You are prepared, yes?
- Response to Beginning of a Quest
- I'm at your side.
- I'm ready for anything.
- When Receiving a Heal
- Thank you.
- That's a big help.
- When Entering a Boss' Room
- We're nearly done. Let's go.
- We've come too far to lose now!
- Response to Entering a Boss' Room
- We'll make this swift.
- Victory is ours for the claiming.
- Upon Getting to Low Health
- It'll take worse than this!
- I can...still fight!
- Upon Opening a Chest
- A chest! ...I hope there are bones inside.
- We'll divvy up the spoils later.
- Boss on Low Health
- It's time to end this.
- The hunt is nearly over. We're almost there.
- Boss Enters Break State
- It's exposed!
- An opening! Don't hesitate!
- Rare Enemy Spawns
- There's a strange one...
- I didn't think I'd find such an oddity today.
- Upon Death
- It's my turn to be the quarry...
- The hunt is...merciless.
- Player Uses Damaging Skill
- Fine work.
- Impressive technique!
- When Shape Shifting is Ready
- The dragon's pulse... I feel it.
- The dragon offers its aid!
- Idle During Quest
- No harm in a little rest.
- Impatient hunters go hungry.
- Home Screen Walking
- The hunt begins.
- I should prepare for tonight.
- I'll sleep beneath the stars this evening.
- Scapula are enchanting! ...No? Not feeling it?
- There's nothing so noble as a femur.
- The carpals are a gorgeous bunch.
- Home Screen Inside
- The Azm are a hunting tribe, but we are also nomads. Sleeping in a tent is all I've known.
- We Azm craft our tools from bone. Not one part of the prey is wasted.
- A hunter must always carry gratitude in his heart. Without that, he is simply a murderer.
- I am a lover of bones, but I know others don't share my interest. I will try not to upset them.
- Y-you'll talk of bones with me?! Then...here! Is this not the finest wolf tarsal you've seen?!
- You have lovely bones. ...Hmm? Oh, mere flesh and clothing do not hide bones from me.
- Home Screen Portrait
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- Collection Portrait
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- At The Halidom
- Hmm? Anxious about something?
- Join me on a hunt?
- Are you here to see my bone collection?! ...No, it was silly of me to ask.
- On Promotion to 4
- I won't stop training, for the hunt is never over.
- On Promotion to 5
- I will grow strong enough to protect more than just bones.
Adventurer Story Episodes
The Quiet Collector
Ranzal: Hot damn! Ya took that fiend down in one strike! Those are some skills ya got, Zace.
Zace: ......
Ranzal: C'mon, say somethin'. Yer startin' to weird me out over here.
Zace: ...Ah. Right.
Ranzal: Huh. Man'a few words, I guess.
Zace: ...My apologies.
Ranzal: Er, ya don't need to apologize for it.
Euden: Ranzal's just worried about you, Zace. He's afraid you might be having a hard time fitting in.
Zace: I see. Sorry to trouble you.
Ranzal: Aw, I'm just bein' nosy. Not every day we pick up an ally as dependable as you, after all.
Ranzal: Back in my merc days, I had my share of tangles with the Azm Tribe. I know their strength real well.
Euden: What's the Azm Tribe?
Ranzal: A group of hunters that live waaay far from here. They're known for makin' tools and whatnot out'a animal bones.
Euden: And is that why Zace wears armor made from bones?
Zace: ......
Ranzal: Hey, if the guy keeps fightin' like this, he can wear an outfit made of tin cans far as I'm concerned.
Ranzal: And on that note, let's get goin', Zace. We'll celebrate our victory with some grub!
???: BWAAA HAR HAR HAR!
Ranzal: Heh. Sounds like somebody's happy to be here.
Hunter A: Feast yer eyes on that gigantic skull, boys! Them fangs're right scary, ain't they?!
Staff: Eeek! P-please stop.
Hunter B: C'mon! Ya really gonna give us attitude after we went to the trouble of takin' down a huge beastie like that?
Hunter C: This varmint mighta attacked the village! You oughta be thankin' us for our service!
Staff: O-oh, I'm quite grateful! Really I am! I just don't especially want bones shoved in my face like this...
Hunter A: Like you'da believed us if we didn't show ya! Now go on—give it a real good look!
Staff: Noooo! EEEEEK!
Hunters: BWAAAA HAR HAR HAR!
Ranzal: What a bunch of creeps. I'm gonna go—
Zace: It is shocking how you people have such brazen, unearned confidence despite your every word being utter nonsense.
Euden: Uh, Zace? What are you—
Hunters: Who the hell are you, bone boy?!
Zace: That skull comes from a species of hippopotamus called odotamus.
Zace: Its body may be quite large, but it's a docile creature that feeds only on grass. It's nowhere near the brute you described.
Hunter B: Ya got any proof of that, pal?!
Zace: That skull's front teeth are fang-shaped, but the molars have the flat, millstone-like structure characteristic of the odotamus.
Hunter C: Uhhh...
Ranzal: You guys wanted everyone around town to treat ya like a couple of big dogs, yeah? Guess it didn't work out for ya.
Ranzal: Maybe you oughta scram before ya embarrass yerselves any more.
Hunters: D-dammit!
Euden: You sure know your animal bones, Zace. Is everyone from the Azm Tribe like that?
Zace: ...Roughly.
Ranzal: Sounds about right for a buncha folks what make weapons and armor and everyday goods outta bones.
Zace: ...That's not exactly the whole story. I am simply a fan of bones.
Zace: My hobby of collecting bones is unusual even among the people of my tribe.
Zace: In fact, I joined you all because I believed it would be a good chance to collect rare fiend bones.
Euden: Is that right?
Zace: I'm sorry for not mentioning it. I was worried it might seem distasteful, and so kept the matter to myself.
Ranzal: What're you on about, Zace?! Ain't nobody got a problem with it!
Zace: ......?
Euden: He's right. You don't have to keep the things you like a secret.
Zace: T-truly?
Ranzal: Truly. In fact, here's my secret: I love stuffin' my face with food! Pretty sure it blows Cleo's mind on a daily basis.
Euden: Ha ha! You might be right about that. So as you can see, Zace, there's no need to hide your passions with us.
Zace: I didn't realize... Th-thank you.
Ranzal: Wait, is that a smile? I didn't know ya COULD smile! Well, ain't that a first?
Euden: Heh! I guess you're getting used to being with us, huh?
Zace: I suppose you may be right.
Written in Bone
Euden: No sign of it. But it's lurking in this forest somewhere—I'm sure of it.
Zace: ...Hmm? Something's on the ground. Wait, these are...
Euden: Zace? What's up?
Zace: Remarkable! These are the bones of the mighty tiowolf!
Euden: Er, what's that?
Zace: A particularly rare breed of wolf. Take a close look here.
Zace: Such a gorgeous tibia! ...And what's this?! There's a complete carpal bone as well!
Zace: The tiowolf has an accessory carpal bone that is treated essentially as a sixth digit.
Zace: And if you look at this bone here, you'll note that the tiowolf, which is able to grasp objects, can actually–
Ranzal: Whoa, whoa! Slow down there, professor. We ain't got time for a lecture right now.
Euden: Sorry, Zace, but he's right. We need to track down the fiend and eliminate it.
Zace: Ah, my apologies. But you need to hear this, at least: I suspect this wolf was attacked by the same fiend we now pursue.
Ranzal: What?!
Zace: The tiowolf tops the food chain here. It's highly unlikely one would leave behind bones in this condition if they perished from natural causes.
Zace: As such, it must have been attacked by some creature that exists OUTSIDE the food chain–a fiend or the like.
Euden: I see.
Zace: A tiowolf wouldn't allow something that attacked its pack to escape. It would give pursuit and enact revenge.
Zace: Therefore, if we follow these footprints, we should eventually come upon the fiend responsible.
Euden: All right then—let's follow the trail.
Euden: ...Look! Over there!
Fiend: Grrrrrr!
Ranzal: Aw, hell! It already got the wolves!
Euden: Come on, you two. Let's take it out!
Ranzal & Zace: Right!
Ranzal: How ya like them apples, ugly?! Aw yeah, that's how we do it!
Zace: ......
Euden: Hmm? What are you doing, Zace?
Zace: I wish to give the wolves slain by that fiend a proper burial.
Ranzal: Hey, ain't those the bones we found earlier? You're buryin' them too?
Zace: I am.
Ranzal: Look, I'm not what ya'd call savvy in, uh, bone-ology, but ain't those valuable?
Zace: Honestly, I do regret giving up such beautiful examples of osseous matter.
Zace: But these bones belong to the offspring of the wolf killed by that fiend, and I wish for them to be laid to rest together.
Ranzal: Oh man, sorry about that rot I was spoutin'. Here, lemme give ya a hand.
Euden: I'd like to help as well.
Zace: A beautiful creature has beautiful bones.
Zace: I want to be the kind of person who can grieve over the death of a creature before admiring what it leaves behind.
The Collector's Confession
Zace: ......
Ranzal: What's up with Zace? Don't think the guy's blinked once since Elisanne started her daily trainin'.
Notte: Hee hee! Soooomeone's in looooove!
Ranzal: Nah, I don't buy that for a second. He don't strike me as the type to be interested in romance.
Notte: And I'm telling you, that's gotta be it! Look at him—can't you see the smoldering gaze of a man in love?
Ranzal: What kinda nonsense are ya–
Zace: ...Simply beautiful.
Ranzal & Notte: WHAAAAT?!
Ranzal: Hey, uh, Zace? Don't wanna pry or nothin' but did ya just say ＂simply beautiful＂?
Notte: And were you talking about Elisanne?!
Zace: Ah, yes. She is quite beautiful.
Notte: SEEEEEE!
Ranzal: Zace? In love? With Elisanne? Man, my mind is BLOWN over here.
Zace: Then this sensation...is love?
Notte: You probably have a real tight feeling deep in your chest, right?!
Zace: I'm not certain I follow you, but I DO feel moved to the core of my being.
Notte: Welp, that settles it. It's gotta be love! And that means you should go confess your feelings to her RIGHT NOW!
Zace: Er, confess my feelings?
Ranzal: Ain't no reason to hem and haw about it. I'm with Notte—just get over there put it all out in the open.
Zace: Put it all out...
Notte: Don't listen to this idiot, Zace! You can't just waltz over and open your big mouth; You need to set the mood!
Ranzal: Nope! In a situation like this, yer best bet is to just get right to the point. ...Oh, hey there, Euden!
Euden: Looks like you're all excited about something. What's going on?
Ranzal: Euden, help us out here. Advise Zace in the ways of love.
Euden: Um...
Notte: Surely you agree that you need a little style when you're talkin' to a lady, right? Not like this big idiot here!
Euden: I'm...really confused.
Euden: Also, I'm not sure I'm much of an expert when it comes to love.
Euden: But if you love someone, it's probably best to just tell them so clearly and honestly.
Zace: Hmm. Yes, I suppose you're right. ...Very well. I'll tell her how I feel.
Ranzal: Go get 'em, tiger! Grrrrawl!
Zace: ......
Ranzal: ...Well? How'd it go?
Zace: I clearly and honestly told her what I think, and she accused me of ＂ghoulishness.＂
Notte: Daaaaaamn! That's ice cold.
Euden: Yes, but it also doesn't really sound like Elisanne to crush someone like that.
Ranzal: Actually, yeah. I guess not. What exactly did you say to her, Zace?
Zace: As you advised honesty, I simply told her that her bones were lovely.
Ranzal: Ya said WHAT?!
Euden: Her...bones?
Zace: Indeed. Elisanne's skeletal structural is a thing of true beauty.
Zace: Her scapula and sacral vertebrae? The flow from her shoulders to her back and then to her waist? Simply splendid.
Zace: Ah, and her radial styloid process? I never dreamed I'd lay eyes on a thing of such utter beauty!
Ranzal: Uhhh...yeah.
Euden: That's... Well, it's a little...
Zace: Oh, that reminds me! Ranzal, you yourself have gorgeous femurs.
Ranzal: Leave my femurs outta this!
Zace: And the delicate curve of Notte's coccyx is quite remarkable.
Notte: Wait, is that my BUTT?! How would you even know what that looks like, creeper?!
Zace: When one is an expert on bones, clothing is no hindrance.
Notte: WHAAAT?! Agh, stop looking at meee!
Zace: Ah! I feel such passion welling up inside me! Could this also be love?!
Notte: NOOOOOO IT'S NOOOOOOT!
A Bone to Pick
Zace: Vendra! Is that really you? I never would have thought to see you here!
Vendra: It's been a while, Zace. I heard you were staying in this castle, so I came to visit.
Euden: Is this an acquaintance of yours, Zace?
Vendra: Ah, you are Euden, yes? I am Vendra, an old friend of Zace's. We were quite close in our youth.
Euden: Well, any friend of Zace is welcome here.
Zace: Rumor has it you became a merchant.
Vendra: I did. And while I don't mean to boast, I've done rather well for myself.
Zace: I'm glad to hear of your success.
Vendra: Yes, well, my business may be booming, but I wish I could say the same for my body. I'm quite out of shape these days!
Vendra: Which is one reason I'm here. I was recalling our youth, and thought we might go hunting together again.
Zace: Hunting, you say?
Euden: He came all this way, so how about it?
Zace: Yes...I suppose.
Vendra: Would you care to join us, Your Highness? It should be quite enjoyable.
Euden: I don't see why not.
Vendra: There!
Deer: !!!
Vendra: Yaah!
Bird: Cheeep!
Vendra: Aha ha ha! What a haul! The game is plentiful today.
Vendra: What do you make of that, Zace? Looks like I'm not quite so rusty after all.
Euden: The hunters of the Azm Tribe sure do live up to their reputation. Although...
Zace: Vendra, don't you think this is a bit much? We'll never be able to eat all these animals.
Vendra: Oh, it's fine. We'll just toss out whatever we don't finish.
Zace: The purpose of hunting is to live! Throwing away perfectly good game is no different than throwing away a life!
Zace: How can you think such things and still call yourself an Azm?!
Vendra: I'm no longer with the Azm! I don't have to be bound by those rules!
Zace: Be that as it may, I'll not stand here and permit you to commit such a careless waste of life!
Vendra: What kind of high and mighty nonsense has gotten into that head of yours?!
Euden: Both of you, calm down! There's no need to be at one another's throats over this!
Euden: In fact, I've got an idea: Let's go back to the castle and share our catch with everyone.
Zace: Hmph.
Vendra: Tch.
Zace: ......
Vendra: ...I'm sorry for what happened, Zace. I didn't mean for us to fight.
Zace: I apologize for becoming heated myself.
Vendra: I know you've loved bones since we were little, so I brought you something.
Zace: These...these are the bones of a jonabird.
Zace: And what beautiful bones they are! See how the grand wings affix themselves to such a small frame!
Zace: A sturdy femur, as well as a long radius and ulna that lose none of their beauty even within the heteromorphic structure.
Zace: A bird so rare it's legendary... I never dreamed I'd see a complete specimen with my own eyes!
Zace: Th-thank you so much, Vendra.
Vendra: I'm delighted that you like it. Looks like all the coin I spent in order to catch it was well spent.
Zace: What...did you say? You captured the bird these bones came from?
Vendra: Yes. Just for you.
Zace: ...Take them and go. Now.
Vendra: Sorry, what?
Zace: Take them and go! I have absolutely no need for bones like these!
Vendra: What're you on about?! I brought them because I thought you'd ENJOY them!
Zace: You think I'd be happy that you murdered a living creature?! I'll say this once more: Take them with you and GO!
Vendra: You'd spit on a man's kindness like this? Pah! Consider our friendship over!
Euden: ...You okay, Zace? That was some fight.
Zace: I'm sorry you had to see me like that, Euden.
Euden: You haven't done anything to apologize for. But he was an old friend you hadn't seen in a long time, right?
Euden: And weren't those bones valuable?
Zace: Bones are wonderful, but they are still the remnants of living things.
Zace: In order to collect bones, living creatures must die. ...Sometimes I forget that.
Zace: That is why I must admonish myself.
Euden: And also why you...
Zace: Yes. I don't want anything to die for my own pleasure.
Broken Bones
Fiend: GRRRAAAAGH!
Elisanne: You are so focused on Zace, you left yourself wide open. HAAAAH!
Elisanne: Hmph. A trifle at best.
Fiend: GRAAAGH!
Zace: Elisanne! Look out!
Fiend: GRAAAAARGH!
Elisanne: Blast! It's still alive!
Zace: Hngh!
Elisanne: Zace! ...Curse you, fiend!
Elisanne: My apologies, Zace. That happened because I was unable to finish it off.
Elisanne: You're not injured, are you?
Zace: I am unhurt. However, I can't say the same for this...
Elisanne: Oh no... Does that mean the sound I heard earlier was the breaking of one of the bones you carry?
Elisanne: Still, better a carried bone than one of our own, I suppose.
Zace: Yes.
Zace: ......
Ranzal: Man, Zace is lookin' even gloomier than usual.
Euden: I wonder if something happened?
Elisanne: I fear this is my fault.
Elisanne: And while I'm not good at brightening people's spirits when they're down, I have to at least make the attempt.
Elisanne: Zace? I'm...sorry about what happened.
Elisanne: The bone that got broken, I mean. Er...was it valuable?
Zace: Valuable? No, it was a rather common example that can be found in any human.
Elisanne: Wait. It was...human?
Zace: It belonged to my mother—or so I was told. She died when I was a baby.
Zace: My father pitied me for growing up without her, and so left me that to remember her.
Zace: Perhaps because I grew up hearing that story, I started to feel as though there was a comforting warmth within it.
Zace: That may have been what led to me liking bones as much as I do.
Elisanne: I had no idea it was so precious!
Zace: Don't trouble yourself over it, Elisanne. It was due to my own inattention.
Elisanne: Yet it was so important to you...
Zace: It's all right. What I wanted more than one of my mother's bones...
Zace: ...was for her to be alive.
Elisanne: Zace, I'm so sorry.
Zace: I'm happy it was used to save the life of a living person, even if it was destroyed in the process.
Elisanne: I see.
Elisanne: In that case, I am going to make you a promise, Zace.
Elisanne: You saved me, and because of that, I swear not to let my life go to waste.
Zace: I would like that very much.
Elisanne: Still, I can't JUST do that. I must thank you in a more traditional way as well.
Zace: In that case...
Elisanne: Did you have something in mind?
Zace: Well, if you were ever to die, Elisanne... Might I have your bones?
Elisanne: How did I know we might end up here? But after I die, my bones can–
Zace: Y-you'll give them to me?!
Elisanne: I would LIKE to do so, but alas, I am a Paladyn.
Elisanne: My body must be offered up to the Church. I'm very sorry, but my bones belong to that institution alone.
Zace: I...I see. I suppose that is that.
Elisanne: If you think of anything else you might want as thanks, please let me know.
Zace: What she says makes sense. Ah, I suppose I've no choice but to abandon my pursuit of her bones.
Zace: Wait a moment. Humans have two hundred and six bones in their body...
Zace: Surely even the Ilian Church would not need QUITE so many...
Zace: Elisanne, wait!
Zace: What about just one bone?! Just one would be wonderful!