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A Treasure Hunter
Ranzal: Is that what ya are, little lady? Ha!
Ranzal: But hey, sure. Come aboard!
Renelle: Great. Now, before I—as you so charmingly put it—＂come aboard,＂ might I ask you one thing?
Ranzal: Course. What's on yer mind?
Renelle: Did you just call me ＂little lady＂?
Ranzal: Uh...guess I did, yeah. That a problem?
Renelle: Let me just make one thing clear, so that it doesn't BECOME a problem.
Renelle: Call me that again, or anything like it, and I'll add your head to my collection. M'kay?
Ranzal: ...Right. I'll keep that in mind. Just go easy if it ever slips out, yeah?
Euden: Something wrong, Ranzal? Is she looking to join up with us?
Renelle: Indeed. Word on the street is you and your gang are traveling all over the continent.
Renelle: That sounds like a golden opportunity to scrounge up some sweet, sweet treasure! So then, what's your story?
Euden: I'm Euden, and I suppose I'm the leader here.
Renelle: Got it. So the big slab of meat there is your hired hand?
Euden: Not exactly. We're friends, and allies. We've fought side by side through many a battle.
Renelle: Great. You can give this back to him for me then.
Euden: Huh? What's... Is this his coin purse?!
Ranzal: What? That IS my coin purse! When did I drop it?
Renelle: Your man there's hopeless. Dropped his guard the moment he saw I was a woman.
Renelle: Not sure I'd trust him with my life in a fight. But hey, what do I know?
Euden: I'm sure he didn't intend any offense.
Euden: Allow me to apologize as well. I hope you won't hold it against us?
Euden: If we're to work together, I'd prefer us all to be friends.
Ranzal: Yer lettin' sticky fingers there into the castle, Euden?
Euden: She's clearly quite talented.
Euden: We all have our quirks, Ranzal, but I'm sure it'll be fine.
Ranzal: Well, so long as yer sure...
Renelle: I'm glad SOMEONE here gets it.
Euden: I have one condition, Renelle: you have to get along with everyone.
Renelle: Ha! Better tell the big fella that.
Renelle: I don't care who he chats up, so long as it isn't me.
Renelle: Any guy who takes me lightly ends up regretting it. I just wanted to give him fair warning.
Wanna Team Up?
Cleo: Ranzal? My partner? Absolutely not. He's merely an ally.
Renelle: Is there a difference?
Renelle: See, for me, my older twin brother was my partner.
Cleo: So the two of you would go looking for treasure together?
Renelle: That's ＂hunting＂ treasure—but yeah.
Renelle: When you're hungry, you don't ＂look＂ for animals; you hunt. Same thing with us and ruins. It's a serious profession.
Cleo: Some might call it grave robbing.
Renelle: It's not doing those old bones any good. You ever seen a dead man go shopping?
Cleo: ...There is a brutal logic to that, I'll admit.
Renelle: So, wanna team up? We can split the loot fifty-fifty.
Cleo: Do you really believe I have that sort of free time? I'm quite busy, you know.
Cleo: Besides, I thought you already had a partner.
Renelle: Yeah. ＂Had.＂ These days, my brother's the ringleader of a big ol' band of thieves.
Cleo: The sort who steal from the living, you mean?
Renelle: I don't ask, and he doesn't tell.
Renelle: But he'd gotten better than me with a lockpick by the end. Better with traps, too.
Renelle: I'm sure he's a fine leader.
Ranzal: Hey, hands off our Cleo, little lady!
Renelle: What did you just call me?!
Ranzal: Save it. Stop tryin' to lure my friends to the dark side! Don't make me get Euden.
Renelle: Treasure hunting is NOT ＂the dark side,＂ you dumb bear!
Renelle: ...I see what this is. You want a fight? Fine by me. Let's take this outside!
Ranzal: Wait, treasure what now? I thought ya were tryin' to get her to join a band'a thieves!
Cleo: Yes, because you stumbled into the conversation halfway through.
Renelle: And he thinks I'm the kind of person who'd try to drag you into a life of crime... Tch, talk about insulting.
Ranzal: Uhh, Renelle?! Why are ya drawin' yer sword?! Let's just cool off for a second!
Cleo: Do you mind if I take some time to consider your offer, Renelle?
Renelle: Ooh, you'll think about it?! Sure! Take all the time you need!
Ranzal: A little help here, Cleo?!
Cleo: It's your own fault for leaping to conclusions.
Cleo: You shall have to resolve this on your own. Apologize, or simply let her stab you some.
Renelle: Well said, partner!
Cleo: I'm no one's partner just yet.
Renelle: So, big guy... How do you wanna do this?
Ranzal: I-I'm sorry! Seriously, I'm sorry! W-wait! RENELLE, WAIT!
Her Last Partner
Renelle: Don't even worry about it!
Renelle: Eat, eat! And if this isn't enough, keep the orders coming!
Renelle: So, you have a chance to think over my offer yet?
Cleo: To become your partner?
Cleo: I suppose I would need to hear what it would entail in a bit more detail first.
Renelle: Sure, I can— Hold that thought. We're gonna need more meat. I'll put in the order. What are you drinking?
Cleo: Water is fine, thank you.
Renelle: But yeah, what's the concern? Worried you don't have the right skills?
Renelle: That's no problem! I taught my brother from the ground up, too.
Renelle: Just between us, I think you'll pick it up even faster than he did.
Cleo: This is the brother who leads an entire band of thieves?
Renelle: That's him. And I taught him all he knows.
Renelle: ...Does it bother you? My brother being a thief, I mean.
Cleo: I think I had better hear the story, at least.
Cleo: Leading a band of thieves isn't exactly the sort of thing you just stumble into.
Renelle: He was always serious growing up. Real straitlaced. Model student.
Renelle: I was the complete opposite. Quickest way to get me to do anything was to tell me I shouldn't.
Renelle: I picked up lock picking and setting traps along the way.
Renelle: Every time I'd pull some stunt, it would be another chorus of ＂Why can't you be more like your brother?＂
Cleo: You sound like quite the mismatched twins.
Renelle: Yeah, but we were always close.
Renelle: I'd show off whatever new thing I'd learned, and he'd listen with a smile.
Cleo: How did the model student come to take up thieving?
Renelle: I got tossed in the town jail one day for allegedly getting the mayor hurt.
Renelle: Which never happened, by the way!
Renelle: I told them I was innocent, but considering the source, well... You can imagine how much they believed me.
Renelle: But my brother did.
Renelle: So he snuck into the jail that night and sprang me.
Cleo: He what?
Renelle: He broke me out! Jimmied the cell door right open. One of my little tricks.
Renelle: I told you he was a model student; he remembered everything I'd shown him.
Cleo: I imagine the two of you had to leave town?
Renelle: Yup. That's when we started treasure- hunting to pay for our meals.
Renelle: It worked great, until it didn't. We hit a long dry spell.
Renelle: We still needed to eat, though— so he found another use for his skills.
Cleo: Hunting for treasure in the pockets of passersby.
Cleo: ...You didn't think to join him?
Renelle: Nah. Even if it means slim living, I like plying my trade the old honest way. I take pride in being a treasure hunter.
Renelle: ...That was never his dream, though.
Renelle: And if not for me, I can't imagine he'd have wound up in the life he did.
Cleo: Renelle, you can't—
Renelle: So how amazing does this meal look?!
Renelle: I'm gonna eat my weight in meat or pass out trying. Let's dig in!
Regrets
Renelle: Oh, I gave up on that.
Renelle: I could feel us starting to become friends.
Euden: Isn't that a good thing?
Renelle: Not if you're me.
Renelle: I take my friendships seriously. I'm all in.
Renelle: But my brother's got himself a whole bandit empire.
Renelle: If I stick around here, who can say we don't wind up enemies?
Renelle: I'm not dragging Cleo into the middle of that. No way.
Euden: I see... If your paths were to cross in the future—you and your brother—what would you do?
Renelle: ...I don't know.
Renelle: I've actually had the feeling lately that I won't ever see him again. That he's already dead.
Euden: I do hear news of some of the larger bandit clans at times.
Euden: ...A few HAVE been wiped out.
Euden: Do you regret it? Bringing your brother into the treasure-hunting life with you?
Renelle: Pff, what DON'T I regret? Everybody would be better off if I'd never been born.
Renelle: It's just a mess from top to bottom.
Renelle: If I'd been a half-decent kid, I never would've been thrown in jail over what happened to the mayor.
Renelle: And then I wouldn't have needed to be sprung OUT of jail by my poor brother.
Renelle: I never should have shown him how to do any of that stuff in the first place.
Renelle: ...He must hate me. He SHOULD. I ruined his life.
Euden: I don't think that's true, Renelle.
Renelle: Then what did?
Euden: The moment someone lays aside their convictions, they lose part of themselves.
Euden: He believed in your innocence, so he followed those convictions and acted.
Euden: Wherever that choice led him afterward, I'm sure he never regretted making it.
Euden: I know I wouldn't.
Renelle: ...You know? I think I can finally believe that.
Euden: ＂Finally＂?
Renelle: He always said the exact same thing when I'd apologize. I figured he was just saying it to make me feel better.
Renelle: So thank you, Euden.
Put 'Er There, Partner
Renelle: Ranzal? What? Where's the fire?
Euden: The bandit army that's been ravagin' the north is sendin' envoys to every nation on the continent, and ours just arrived.
Renelle: Bandit armies send envoys?
Euden: The biggest one in Grastaea does. They've swallowed up seven other major bands in the last few years.
Ranzal: And get this: their leader's your age.
Renelle: Don't tell me...
Euden: They're offering to cease all criminal activity if we allow them to cultivate the land in the northern wastes.
Renelle: What, to build farms or something?
Euden: Many were farmers before drought and famine drove them to thieving. And they have other tradespeople within their ranks.
Euden: Farms are just the start. They could eventually build a nation.
Ranzal: I don't like lettin' 'em off after all they've done, but I guess a nation of farmers is better than an army'a thieves.
Ranzal: Anyway, that's the story. They're gatherin' reps for a summit to hash out the details.
Ranzal: We're sendin' Euden and me. Oh, and yer comin', too.
Renelle: Me? Why me?
Euden: Your presence was requested by name. You're his sister, aren't you?
Renelle: Y-yeah, but... This is crazy. I feel like I'm dreaming.
Ranzal: Well, rise and shine, little lady, 'cause we got us a meetin' to get to!
Renelle: Right! Yes, I'm coming!
Renelle: ...Wait, what did you just call me?!
Ranzal: Oh man, what'd I say this time?
Renelle: I told you the next time you called me ＂little lady,＂ I'd have your head as a souvenir!
Ranzal: Gah, sorry! Slip of the tongue! I didn't mean it! Won't happen again!
Renelle: Hmmm...
Renelle: Sounds like you need a little reminder to watch your mouth, Ranzal.
Ranzal: Whoa, whoa—she's got her sword out again!
Euden: Easy, Renelle. He didn't mean to offend you. Try to forgive him.
Renelle: ...Fine. If that's what my partner wants.
Ranzal: ...That's it? She just...backed down?
Ranzal: Wait a second—＂partner＂? Since when are you and Euden partners?
Euden: First I'm hearing of it as well.
Renelle: Euden's the one worthy of the spot.
Renelle: I mean, I want Euden to take it.
Renelle: I can't imagine anybody BUT Euden!
Renelle: So please say you'll do it!
Euden: Tough to say no after all that. If you'll have me, I'd be delighted. Partner.
Renelle: Yesss! Ahh, this is the start of something TRULY beautiful!