Dragonyule Jeanne/Stories
Quotes
- When Entering Dragon's Roost
- Well met. Have you come to offer a prayer with me?
- Greetings. Care to join me for some stargazing this evening?
- Have you need of my strength, Prince?
- After Receiving a Gift
- Go ahead, take this. Think of it as a gift from Saint Starfall.
- Take this in return. I'm certain it will be of use to you.
- After Bond Level Increase
- You are a star of hope, one who will light the way for the lost masses.
- Let us continue to fight together, that tomorrow may be filled with light.
- Idle After Bond Level 1
- I will show no mercy to any foe who dares profane this sacred occasion!
- Your presence allows the people to rest easy and celebrate Dragonyule in peace.
- I wish to fight in pursuit of your noble ideals.
- Idle After Bond Level 10
- Nothing warms the heart like the happy faces of those who celebrate Dragonyule with one another.
- I've a bit of time on my hands; might you regale me with a cherished Dragonyule memory?
- It's wonderful how our allies have gathered here in the Halidom with you as their guiding star.
- Idle After Bond Level 20
- May the blessings of the shimmering stars be with you!
- Coming to this castle has allowed me to meet many friends who share my hopes. I am ever grateful.
- This dress is not the type of garment I'm accustomed to wearing...
Dragon Story Episodes
A Yuletide Gift
Dragonyule Eve is a day for spending
with loved ones. Clothed in a lovely
dress, Jeanne d'Arc had ridden to
a forest alone when she noticed a
person being attacked by a fiend.
In a flash, she unleashed her holy
light upon the fiend, enveloping the
beast in a sacred aura. The poor
creature let loose a cry as it was
utterly annihilated.
The man she rescued was gravely
wounded, but he managed to eke
out three words: "Who are you?"
"I am Jeanne d'Arc," said the dragon
in a gentle tone.
Upon hearing the name, however,
the man said something unexpected:
"Heh. I guess that means...I'm about
to meet my fate as well."
For the man was a villain who lived
only to sate his appetites, no matter
the cost to others. He had even been
known to take a life over the tiniest
perceived slight.
The man knew Jeanne was a dragon
who guided the lost and valued
peace above all else; there was
no way she would be willing to
overlook his many transgressions.
"Make it fast," said the man weakly.
But the dragon stayed her hand,
for she could see that his life was
nearing its end regardless.
At that moment, Jeanne noticed he
was holding a small box.
Curious as to why the man
clung to it so tightly, Jeanne
asked him what was inside.
"A Dragonyule gift for my daughter,"
replied the man. "The very one who
I abandoned at birth without even
looking at her."
The man went on to explain that
he had recently contracted a serious
illness that caused him to reconsider
the rough nature of his life.
He wanted to atone to his daughter
for all that he had done, and so he
set out to deliver a present to her.
"Guess that was a waste just like
everything else in my life," spat the
man. "Ah, well. Won't have to worry
about it for much longer now."
"Still...I just wanted to see her face...
Even if it was only for a moment..."
And with that, the man's life fled
from his body, and seemingly his
last wish along with it.
Dawn arose on Dragonyule.
The snowy skies were transformed
into vistas of the clearest blue.
Sunlight bounced off the piles of
snow, creating a beautiful radiance.
In a desolate village full of
poor inhabitants, a young girl
walked outside and found a
small box sitting on top of the
snow outside her meager home.
"Mother!"
Her mother stepped outside and
scanned the surroundings curiously,
for she had not left the present there.
She lacked the money for even
the most meager gift, and so her
daughter was always forced to
look on sadly as her friends tore
open their many Dragonyule gifts.
All the mother could do was
mouth a silent prayer of thanks
to Saint Starfall for making her
daughter so very happy.
A small ways away, Jeanne d'Arc
watched as the girl bounced
merrily up and down.
She had granted the dying
man's final wish—but not
out of sympathy for him.
For the first time, this man who
had lived so selfishly wanted to do
something for another; she simply
wished to honor that sincerity.
Jeanne d'Arc is a dragon who leads
the lost on their way. No matter how
grave their crimes, she will ever be
the guide to lost souls.