The Sylvan Archer
The Sylvan ArcherSummary
The prince and his fellow fugitives have a run-in with a brash young sylvan named Luca whose village is under attack from the Empire. They team up and hurry to the village to intervene.
Dialogue
Euden: *sigh*
Notte: You look bad, Euden. You wanna rest for a bit?
Ranzal: Yeah, cheer up! I mean, sure, the kingdom's turned into an evil empire and our lives have all basically been ruined...
Ranzal: But whenever I feel low, I look up at the clouds 'n' remember I don't have to be blue... That's the sky's job!
Cleo: Ugh.
Cleo: I think you need to dig a little deeper for words of inspiration.
Ranzal: Aw, come on! That was great!
Euden: Don't worry, everyone. I'm fine. I just wish we had some sort of plan.
???: Halt!
Ranzal: They've found us, and they got an archer! Everyone, down!
???: If you're smart, you won't move a muscle, because I never miss.
Notte: Look at those ears... He's a sylvan!
Notte: And he looks seriously hurt, too!
Elisanne: I think it's safe to assume a sylvan would never do Harle's bidding.
Elisanne: Easy, friend. You look like you're about to fall over there.
???: Nngh... You imperial vermin did this! You and your dragons!
Euden: Did you say ＂dragons＂?
???: I'd never have lost to them if they'd fought fair!
???: I'd still have my little sister, and you wouldn't see...a scratch on me...
Ranzal: He's out cold. What's our play here, Euden?
Euden: We can't just leave him here; I need to know what he meant by ＂dragons.＂ Can someone heal him?
Cleo: I know a bit of the restorative arts, even if my power pales next to Zethia's.
Euden: Thanks, Cleo.
???: Arrrgh... Wh-where am I?
Euden: Are you all right?
Euden: We've healed your wounds, but you should keep still.
???: You're...those people from before. Why did you help me?
???: You're not with the Empire?
Ranzal: We're WANTED by the Empire.
Ranzal: What'd they do to ya, anyway? You look like nine kinds'a hell.
???: They attacked us for no reason.
???: We were just going about our lives, when— *cough* Argh...
Cleo: Sit still, or else I shall cast tranquilizing magic on you. It's for your own good.
Cleo: Tell us everything that happened. Begin with your name.
Luca: I'm Luca. My village and the kingdom have always left each other be.
Luca: I heard about all the political shake-up but assumed things would stay the same.
Luca: Until that snake came along with his dragon and ordered us to bend the knee to the emperor.
Luca: He said he was some prince— sixth in line for the throne.
Euden: Emile...
Luca: We refused, of course, at which point he threatened to destroy the village. So I lunged at him, and...and I was winning!
Elisanne: No, you weren't. Only a fool would challenge a dragon.
Cleo: You lost and washed up by the side of the lake.
Luca: What? No! I fought valiantly! ...Er, by my reckoning.
Ranzal: Well, sounds like ya had a rough time. But now it all makes sense.
Ranzal: When we bumped into Emile and his army, they musta been comin' here to invade yer village.
Cleo: Then the Dyrenell Empire has returned in more than name, for they were merciless curs who tortured man and dragon alike.
Cleo: The demon worshippers struck fear in all who crossed their path. Why would the king resurrect such a detested name?
Ranzal: Uh, to scare people, probably. And I'd say it's workin'!
Ranzal: No better way to get folks to toe the line than sayin', ＂Hey, remember those guys what slaughtered half the world?＂
Elisanne: That's why they want to destroy your village. They want to make an example.
Luca: I don't care what their reason is. They'll pay for all of this.
Luca: I can't stay here a moment longer. I need to help my people.
Cleo: You NEED to rest.
Euden: Luca, you won't be any help to your people if you're dead. Let us go with you.
Luca: And put you face-to-face with that dragon? I don't think so.
Luca: I don't want you on my conscience, too.
Euden: Emile is using his dragon to torture innocent people. That affects all of us.
Euden: But we can stop him together.
Euden: And more to the point, I'm sick and tired of running away.
Euden: I need to confront him and find out who has taken my father's place on the throne.
Luca: Wait... Who ARE you?
Euden: I'm Euden. Emile's younger brother, and seventh in line for the throne.
Luca: Holy pine nuts! You're the traitor they're all looking for!
Notte: Bzzt! Wrong! Lies!
Notte: Don't believe a word those spiders say.
Luca: Oh, I don't. Now that I've gotten a closer look at you, I can see in your eyes that you're all honest folk.
Luca: I accept your help, Euden. Gratefully.
Luca: Now follow me, everyone. We have a dragon to confront!
Euden: Wait. You're going to trust us, just like that?
Luca: Ha ha! The elder said it best. ＂When the wicked brand traitors, that's when you know who to trust.＂
Luca: The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Now, are we a team or what?
Euden: We are, Luca. And thank you. Now let's get to your village!