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Everyone Loves a Masquerade

Wed, 21 Oct 2009 03:16:55 GMT

This...is the doing of one sargent_snarky who offhandedly suggested I write something with Rydia and Kain dancing...and thus...

Title: We Faceless Wanderers
Rating: PG
Length: 1,148 words
Genre: FFIV
Characters: Rydia/Kain (implied?)
Warnings: Set post-game FFIV with minor references to FFIV The After Years

Feedback appreciated as I haven't written anything in a rather long time... :)

Damcyan was aglow in the nighttime—the entire courtyard awash with the light cast from torches set atop high poles. Dancers swept across the courtyard wearing brilliant shades of red, crushing pale pink and blue flowers underfoot and filling the air with the heady perfume of the desert blooms.

It was a stirring dance; one, Rydia reckoned, rivaled that of the Eidolons during the Festival of the Summoned Circle, or the Festival of Lights. This was the night of the Fire Dance, a tradition within Damcyan and one that Edward was best suited to facilitate. He was the Lord of Song this evening, and plucked the strings of his harp with such expertness it felt like another presence was among the guests. Other musicians played various stringed instruments and drums, and lent an exotic and surreal feel to the activities of the night; but it was Edward’s harp that overshadowed them all.

The dance was a masquerade that carried guests around the castle’s courtyard like dressed up peacocks, no one truly knowing the identity of the others, and Rydia had fallen into the charade with relish. She enjoyed not being stared at for once by those who heralded her a hero. Tonight she was an anonymous individual, and she basked in it. She wore the mask of a nymph, a wood nymph. She grinned at the irony. Hadn’t Ramuh once told her long ago that she most resembled the spirit of the wood? Strong, flexible, steeped in ancient memory? The elven ears of her mask extended past her head at unrealistic angles, and she kind of liked the way they fluttered like wings when they caught the desert breeze. It surprised her how chilly the desert was at night, a distant memory from her childhood while traveling with Cecil, and the red robes she was wearing in honor of the celebration left her arms both bare and covered in gooseflesh.

“Care to dance?” a deep and steady voice asked close to her shoulder. She spun to look, and saw a man wearing clothing she attributed more to travel than finery. He wore the mask of a great avian, neither malicious nor benevolent, but definitely impressive. His frame was tall, lean, and she spied a long ponytail of blonde hair hanging between his shoulder blades.

She hesitated for only a moment, calculating, before answering “certainly” as she was swept again into the fray of dancers.

The warmth of bodies pressed together was like a comfortable blanket, and she noticed that the steps of her partner were superb compared to her clumsy stepping and hopping. It was one of the finer social graces she hadn’t mastered. Her dances were more of the wild, free-moving variety and she was glad no one could identify her among the other socialites.

Still, the man who led her through the steps was graceful and sure, and it didn’t take her long to put one thing together with another.

“So it’s you,” she said with a small smile.

He sent her into a spin, a smile on his lips as well, albeit more hesitant, guarded.

“How did you know?” he asked, stepping again, leading her elsewhere across the courtyard.

“You don’t have to wear the mask of a dragon for me to recognize you.”

“I’m so easily found out,” he mused.

Her expression became thoughtful. “Why are you here, Kain?”

He shifted his eyes to the other dancers before answering. “I can’t just come to say hello to a friend?”

“Can you?”

“Aye.”

They danced another circle around the courtyard until Rydia decided to start the conversation anew. “The others are well,” she mentioned. “Cecil and Rosa recently celebrated the birth of a son—Ceodore. But I didn’t see you hiding among the crowds in Baron so I take it you haven’t heard?”

“In truth, I’d only heard rumors.”

“They miss you.”

Kain frowned, and she wished she could see the rest of his face. “I’ve been gone a long time,” he admitted.

Rydia hummed. “And why is that?”

“It’s complicated.”

She gave him a knowing look. “For goodness sake, Kain, even Edge has forgiven you. That should tell you something.”

“It’s not Edge I’m worried about,” Kain muttered. “In fact, I’m rather surprised he’s not here this evening. This seems to cater to his brand of anonymity.”

“He’s busy elsewhere, and you didn’t answer my question.”

“I’d rather not talk about that.”

“Do Cecil and Rosa know where you’ve been all this time?”

I didn’t come here to talk about Cecil and Rosa.”

Rydia gazed at him quizzically.

“Really?”

“I heard about what happened to you. In the Feymarch.”

A wry smile tugged the corners of her mouth. “Let me guess, a little bird told a little bird who told you.”

“You know the twins so well,” he said smiling.

“Well enough…”

“What happened?”

“A difference of opinion. Why did you come all this way to ask me this?”

“I’m part of the reason you lost your first home. I just wanted to make sure you were alright after losing your second.”

“I’m…I’m alright. Kain, you really didn’t have to go to the trouble.”

“But I wanted to speak to you.”

“Me?”

“Is there anything you need? Anything at all?”

Rydia stared up at him in surprise. “What do you mean?”

“Everyone else is making some sort of contribution to your cause. I was hoping to make amends of a different sort.”

“But we spoke on the Moon, I thought we’d sorted out our differences then—”

“Did we?”

This gave Rydia pause. “You mean to tell me that you’d only heard rumors of the birth of your best friend’s son, and yet you know my state of affairs? Kain, you owe me nothing. You proved yourself to all of us when you helped defeat Zeromus and end the war.”

“Are you being looked after, that’s all I wanted to know.”

Rydia felt her face grow warm. “He told you, didn’t he…”

“Palom said you took your dismissal by the summons very hard.”

“It wasn’t one of my finer moments,” she admitted.

“I want you to know that you can come to me for help if you need it, even if I’m hard to find.”

Rydia looked through the avian mask he was wearing, to his eyes. “Thank you, Kain. It means a lot.”

The dancers around them had started to bunch up as more joined the dance, and Rydia was now finding the heat overwhelming rather than comfortable. She was intrigued. Intrigued by where this conversation might be headed. And then Kain surprised her again.

“How about we get lost for a while?”

“I thought we already were,” she answered wryly.

“Not lost enough,” he pointed out.

Rydia cast a glance at the other masked dancers, before he took her hand again and led her into the cool desert night.

Sun, 29 Mar 2009 03:30:08 GMT

A new fic! This was spawned on a ff.net forum...lol.

Title: Musicality
Fandom: FFIV
Rating: G
Pairings: Edward/Harp
Warnings: Intense spoony-ness
Summary: After the death of Anna, Edward has given up on human love...in pursuit of something immortal. Music.

Type your cut contents here

The russet hair of the Troian clerics bobbed to and fro and their skirts flourished into a sea of purple as they danced across their ballroom. Edward’s deft plucking of strings kept them entranced in waltz after waltz and he himself was lost in the music. There might be journeyman harpists, vocalists, flutists and trumpeters, but his were the skills to be asked upon whenever a grand occasion came about.

He had lulled a few beautiful maidens to his presence with his expertness; some had even professed their undying love for him before swooning and having to be carried away. Courtiers, villagers, scullery maids, and on occasion, precocious five year olds; but Edward would have none of it.

He had loved once, deeply. Anna was smiles and wit. She could mesmerize with a single glance what he could achieve with a perfect minor chord. And then she was gone, the hole left in his heart a deep chasm almost as deep as the pit surrounding the Tower of Babil.

He had never met anyone who could dance under the stars as Anna had to his playing, wild red hair feathering out in all directions as she spun like a graceful angel. There had been another dancer yes, but she did not love him, and he held only respect for her, not love—the green haired summoner who despite her fear of fire exuded it in almost every way. She would dance to his music with her eyes closed, and a slight grin tugging at the corners of her mouth as she remembered things he couldn’t imagine. She was a wild thing that never really looked his way, and she was most definitely not his Anna.

Oh, there were dancers and appreciators of his craft in every glen, cove, and country, but recently, he had given up on people and taken another love. He and the object of his affection would steal off in the middle of the day or night, it mattered not when, and he would play until his fingers were raw from the strings. Yes, his harp. It came with him into battle. It followed him on every journey. It had saved his life, saved the lives of his friends, and brought joy to his life on so many occasions. Why not love it?

It was even its own recorder of history. Every person he had known had a song, a melody, a harmony, a chord. They were all trapped in the strings of this magnificent instrument. He would fill the air with sweet, sweet music; ecstasy to himself as the air resonated with notes.

And in the evening he would return to his castle with his new love in hand, and shut himself in his quarters. No one knew the satisfaction he felt at being a bard, so intimately connected to his craft. And when he fell asleep, sliding beneath silky sheets, his harp was with him still, tucked under one arm like a beloved stuffed animal. Even in sleep it sung to Edward. It was indeed the one thing that would never leave him. His friend, his love—his harp.

Deja vu?

Tue, 10 Mar 2009 22:46:07 GMT

It's been a while...but I decided it was time to put the FFIV DS script into one convenient place so it could be downloaded. Yup.

I think it goes without saying that this does not belong to me, but to Square Enix. This is a reference tool for writers of fanfiction and veterans of the game :)

This transcription also includes the thought bubble feature added to this version of the game.

Here is a link to the MS Word document file on sendspace.com
http://www.sendspace.com/file/7bu3mw

And also the notepad version on sendspace as well
http://www.sendspace.com/file/xhhw1w

FFIV DS Script Part Nine (Second Arrival on the Moon to the Epilogue)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:19:26 GMT

Short Disclaimer: Not making a profit. Everything belongs to Square-Enix. Use for reference only.

(If the party returns to the Blue Planet and speaks to everyone in the Tower of Prayer)

Cid: Oh, sure, just leave ol’ Cid behind, he won’t be worried or

nothing…Listen to me, you come back alive, you hear!?

Yang: Your destiny awaits you. I will be praying for your safe return.

Edward: Fight for me, and for Tellah, too!

Porom: You’ve become a wonderful paladin. Palom and I were right to do what

we did!

Palom: We want to go, too, but it looks like we don’t get to this time. Good luck!

Elder: Palom and Porom would not wish for you to have to fight without them.

Let a piece of them go with you (receive the twincast augment)

(If the party goes to fight Bahamut before entering the Crystal Palace…)

Bahamut: So, you have enlisted the aid of Leviathan. But power such as his can be

won without light’s gift. Only the ultimate trial can determine if that most sacred force truly rests within you. The trial of I, Bahamut—Hallowed Father of the Eidolons!

Bahamut: Your strength, of arm and spirit, is now proven. Should you e’er require

my aid, Rydia, it is yours to invoke. Speak but my name—Bahamut—and I shall appear.

[Thought bubbles after defeating Bahamut]

Cecil: To think the Feymarch’s Hallowed Father would live on the moon!

Rosa: Do Eidolons hail from the moon as well?

Kain: Bahamut—Hallowed Father of the Eidolons!

Edge: Oh, man…Now I really better not make Rydia mad!

Rydia: Your gift will not be used lightly, Bahamut.

[Thought bubbles upon reaching the Crystal palace]

Cecil: Zemus awaits us down below.

Rosa: These Crystals—are they vessels for the thoughts of the Lunarians?

Kain: We’re coming for you, Zemus!

Edge: I can’t even imagine how foul a monster Zemus must be.

Rydia: Fusoya and Golbez may actually be strong enough to do this.

(The group steps into the center of the floor)

Crystals: We will guide you to the core.

[Thought bubbles upon delving into the Lunar Subterrane]

Cecil: Why was Zemus able to control Golbez?

Rosa: Rydia lost her home—Edge, his parents…

Kain: This wave of hate—does it emanate from Zemus?

Edge: He’s waiting for us down below. I can almost feel the evil.

Rydia: I couldn’t forgive Cecil, either—not at first.

[After entering and leaving the Lunar Subterrane]

Cecil: Fusoya…Golbez…

Rosa: We must hurry!

Kain: Cecil…If you can forgive me, then please—forgive him, too.

Edge: They…But if the two of them couldn’t even stop him, then--!

Rydia: Could he really be so strong that even the two of them would fail?

[Subterrane thoughts Two]

Cecil: Is Golbez truly evil after all?

Rosa: Kain, you suffered in silence for my sake.

Kain: No…These thoughts are not my own.

Edge: I…I’m just shaking because this is so exciting!

Rydia: Why did Mother send her dragon against Cecil and Kain?

[Subterrane thoughts Three]

Cecil: Kain was used as well.

Rosa: Forgive me, Kain…and thank you.

Kain: I bear no…no ill will toward Cecil.

Edge: Why oh why can’t I just run away and leave them here?

Rydia: Mother must have been trying to protect me.

[Thought bubbles upon arriving in the first level of the core]

Cecil: Even I’ve done unforgiveable things. First Mysidia, then Mist…

Rosa: All of our thoughts are with you, Cecil!

Kain: No…that makes no sense. I would never…hate Rosa!

Edge: I guess I just like these crazy people too much.

Rydia: Cecil protected me, too.

[To those who covet this blade, I bring death! (Murasame)

The power of this sword is abhorred by Zemus, and so must never be set free! (Ragnorak)

The ensorcelled blade of Masamune will never bend its will to that of men from the Blue Planet!]

[Thought bubbles upon reaching the last level of the Lunar Core]

Cecil: Father…I will follow the path you set me on!

Rosa: We must see this through, Cecil!

Kain: People’s hearts are not toys for you to trifle with, Zemus!

Edge: Especially that one…

Rydia: Cecil, you have to forgive your brother!

Cecil: Golbez! Fusoya!

(The party comes upon them battling Zemus)

Fusoya: It’s nearly done! Give your power to meteor

Golbez: Very well.

Zemus: Yes…use all your strength

Zemus: Even when this mortal shell is gone, my spirit…will live on.*

(Zemus falls)

Fusoya: We did it. What a waste. Such incredible power, and all of it warped to

evil ends.

Edge: Hey!

Fusoya: Oh, you’ve come!

Edge: Looks like we were too late. You were supposed to leave him for mr!

Golbez: Cecil

Cecil: …

Rosa: Cecil…

Zemus: (gets up) I am the wellspring of darkness, fed by Zemus’s unbridled hate. I

am He who is called Zeromus, I am He who knows naught but hate!

Fusoya: No! Death only fueled the evil within him!

Golbez: Zemus…no, Zeromus! This time I will finish what I set out to do!

Fusoya: Zeromus, begone!

(Fusoya and Golbez battle Zeromus)

Fusoya: It’s no use! Meteor has no effect! Golbez, use the crystal!

Golbez: *uses Crystal to no effect*

Zeromus: You tread the path of darkness. The crystal will shed no light for you.

Your hands will only stain it darker still! Die! *Casts meteor*

(Everyone falls)

Zeromus: Know suffering, know death. My hate will not be stanched until it has

consumed all else! You shall be next! Come! Pass into this darkness I have wrought!

(In the Tower of Prayer in Mysidia)

Palom: Elder!

Porom: Cecil and the others!

Elder: Indeed. Now is the time we pray for them, No, for the entire world. Palom,

Porom. We must see that all the prayers made here, reach Cecil and his friends on the moon.

Yang: Cecil, my friend.

Edward: This is your chance. Please have courage!

Cid: We’ll all be waiting for you!

Engineers: Return safe!

King Giott: For the sake of the whole earth.

Luca: Rise up!

Epopts: Our prayers are with you

Palom: Come on! You can do it!

Porom: Cecil! Everyone!

Elder: Great moon! Please…hear our prayers!

(On the moon)

Cecil: Brother!

Golbez: Cecil…it must be you

Cecil: Zeromus….This is the end for you—not us!

(The party is drawn into the final battle, but only Cecil can stand. Past party members appear to help the heroes along)

Palom: Here!

Porom: Let us help you! (their prayers bestow life)

Edward: Have courage!

Tellah: Trust in yourselves. (Their prayers bestow strength)

Yang: Maintain your focus!

Cid: Come back to us, you hear? (Their prayers bestow vitality)

Fusoya: Moon, shine your light upon them!

Golbez: My brother…use the hallowed light within you. Allow it to fill the

Crystal! Zeromus! Show your true face! (Their prayers imbue Cecil with holy might.)

(The party battles and defeats Zeromus)

Zeromus: I will never die…as long as there is darkness in the hearts of men!

Urrrgh…gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! *explodes*

FuSoYa: You’ve truly done it! I’d no idea there was such strength in you. You of

the Blue planet may have already grown more powerful than we of the moon.

Edge: It does rather look that way, doesn’t it?

Kain: But…what of the final words Zeromus spoke?

Rosa: As long as there is darkness…

FuSoYa: There will always be evil in men’s hearts. We all of us bear a touch of

darkness, just as surely as we bear light. Much as with the twin sets of Crystals. And the darkened underworld that rests beneath your planet’s brighter surface. But as long as there is darkness, so will there always be light. Just as the light within you rose to overcome the shadow cast by Zemus

Edge: Well, now that you mention it, I did feel a bit aglow!

Rydia: Are you joking? It’s a miracle Zemus didn’t end up using you!

Edge: My love of justice kept him at bay, no doubt!

FuSoYa: Well then… The time has come for me to join my people in their sleep. What will you do now?

Cecil: We will return—to our planet.

Rosa: Our friends are waiting.

FuSoYa: I see. You are lucky to have such friends. I look forward to the day when

we can meet again.

Golbez: Might you permit me to accompany you?

FuSoYa: You would…join me?

Golbez: I would. I cannot return. Not after all I’ve done. And I would very much

like to meet my father’s people. At least one time.

FuSoYa: I see . Yes, our blood flows in your veins, too. You know this will be a

very long slumber?

Golbez: I do. Cecil…You called me “brother”.

Cecil: …

Golbez: I suppose I can expect no more than that. All you’ve suffered until now

has been because of me.

FuSoYa: We must go now, and sleep. We will pray for the peace of your planet.

Come, let us go.

Golbez: Yes…

Rosa: Cecil!

Kain: Is this all right—letting him go?

Rydia: You’re brothers!

Golbez: Farewell.

Edge: Cecil!

Cecil: Farewell…my brother. (Golbez appears as his younger self, smiles, and

disappears)

Birthed from womb of Dragons’ maw

And borne unto the stars

By light and darkness cast aloft

Are dreamtide oaths resworn.

Moon is swathed in ever-light,

Ne’er again to know eclipse

Earth, with hallow’d bounty reconciled.

Yet fleeting is the reverie

When moon from shadow has egressed

Guided forth anew by light made manifest

Two bound by ties of blood

By time and fate then wrest apart

Unto Lunar light and Gaian breast.

(Back on the blue planet…the lunar whale returns to the depths and…)

(In Mysidia)

Elder: Well then, let us begin today’s lesson.

Prom: All right.

Elder: Where is Palom?

Porom: Oh, not again…

(Porom goes to find Palom and finds him chatting with a girl)

Palom: So I cast a mighty Blizzard on the raging fires of Mount Ordeals, and--

Porom: *thwacks Palom* When are you going to stop that!? The elder’s furious

with you!

Elder: (back in the main hall) How many times must I tell you the same thing before it sinks into that thick skull of yours? You’ve a deal of growing up to do if you ever plan to be the sort of mage Tellah was. Two more hours of spell transcription for you!

Palom: Aw, not again…

Prom: You’ve only yourself to blame, you know.

(In Eblan)

Seneschal: Your Young Highness, you are the heir to our kingdom’s throne! You

have responsibilities!

Edge: I know that! *gets up and tries to walk away*

Seneschal: Then might I suggest you stop chasing after this daydream maiden

of yours and start fulfilling some of them!?

Edge: Right, right…

Seneschal: A little more sincerity would go a long way!

Edge: But, Rydia… There’s not a girl in this world that will ever come close to

you.

Seneschal: Your Highness!

(In the Feymarch)

Leviathan: She has become a fine young woman indeed.

Asura: And to think she would return here, to us!

Eidolon child: Rydia! Rydia, why do I have fangs? I want to be the same as you!

Rydia: What do you mean? We’re all the same! There’s no difference between

humans and Eidolons.

Asura: The Feymarch is going ot become a very interesting place in the days

ahead, isn’t it?

Leviathan: Most certainly—and one not lacking for beauty!

Rydia: All that matters is what’s inside us. Isn’t that right, Cecil?

(In Fabul)

Yang’s wife: Honey…

Yang: You’re a queen now. Won’t you make a little effort to speak like one?

Yang’s wife: Yang, you know I can’t stand all that prim and proper stuff!

Yang: Oh, no! It’s already past time for today’s training! Come along!

Monks: Yes, Your Highness!

Yang’s wife: Always running out on me…

Former king: Do not fault your husband. He’ll build a fine new Fabul for us all, I’ve no

doubt of it.

(In Damcyan)

Children: Prince Edward! Sing is the song about the paladin again!

Edward: I would be most happy to—but not until you’ve finished your chores for

the day! You want the castle to be back the way it was again, don’t you?

Children: Of course! But you promise you’ll sing it, right?

Edward: Anna…please wait for me. I must be strong and live n here, for the people

of Damcyan. Be at peace…with Tellah.

(In the Underworld)

Dwarves: Lali-ho!

King Giott: Listen up, dwarves! We’re gong to make this castle good as new again!

Dwarf: Your majesty, we’ve not the materials!

King Giott: Then scrap the tanks! They’ll see no more use now anyhow!

Luca: I wonder how Cecil and the others are doing.

King Giott: I’ve just received some good news in that regard. Cecil and Rosa are to

become the king and queen of Baron!

Luca: Really!?

King Giott: And not only that—we’ve been invited to the coronation!

Luca: Yay!

Dwarf: Your majesty, you’re not helping at all!

King Giott: *booms* Didn’t I tell you to go and scrap the tanks!?

(On Mount Ordeals)

Kain: Cecil…Rosa…I have no right to bear witness to your joy—not like this. I

will temper myself here, on Mount Ordeals. And then, when I’ve become an even finer dragoon than my father—perhaps then I can return. Until that day comes, I can but wish you well.

(In Agart)

Corio’s Assistant: Oh, my!

Corio: What is it?

Corio’s Assistant: The moon, it’s—see for yourself!

Corio: !

(The twin moon leaves, and the scene changes to Baron)

Cecil: !

Rosa: What is it, Cecil?

Cecil: Nothing. I just---I could have sworn I heard my brother’s voice.

Rosa: You did?

Cecil: It…it must have been my imagination

Cid: What are you two still doing here!? It’s a beautiful, sunny day and there’s no time to be lounging about!

Rosa: I’m sorry, we must have lost track of time.

Cid: You’ll have all the time you want later to get that lovey-dovey stuff out of your system! Come along, Rosa! Or should I say…Your Majesty.

Rosa: Please, I’ll always by Rosa to you, Cid.

Cid: Really!? You mean it!? Well, then, Rosa—a bride can’t be going without her makeup! I’ve got a maid all ready. We’d best hurry along!

Rosa: Of course.

(Cid leaves and Rosa turns to Cecil)

Rosa: It’s been a long time since we’ve seen everyone, hasn’t it? They’ll be arriving soon. You’d best hurry, too, Cecil!

Cecil: Right.

(Rosa leaves)

Cecil: I heard it, I’m sure of it. My brother…he said farewell.

Aaaand the party members arrive one by one. You know the rest ^_~

THE END.

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FFIV DS Script Part Eight (Giant of Babil to the Moon)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:15:38 GMT

Short Disclaimer: Not making a profit. Everything belongs to Square-Enix. Use for reference only.

Rydia: What’s going on!?

Cecil: It’s the Tower of Babil!

Fusoya: We were too late!

Edge: What!?

Fusoya: The Giant has come.

(The giant appears)

Rosa: No…!

Edge: This can’t be happening!

Rydia: Isn’t there anything we can do?

Cecil: What’s that!?

(A fleet of airships and a battalion of tanks appear on the fields of Eblan)

King Giott: Dwarves! We fight for the earth—our home, and the mother of us all! Lali-ho!

Sylph: Yang, you should not be out here! You push yourself too hard!

Yang: I’m fine. And even were I not, this is no time to be lounging in bed.

Cid: Nothing to worry about now—Cid’s here to help! All engines, full power!

Engineers: Sir!

Palom: Heh heh! Did you miss me?

Porom: Our elder lifted the spell on us!

Elder: This is not your burden to bear alone! This is a battle for all who live and breathe upon this planet!

Edward: Cecil…let me show you the courage you helped me find!

(Back on the Lunar Whale…)

Cecil: They all came to fight!

Rosa: The Giant—it’s staggered!

Fusoya: Then this is our chance. We can get inside the accursed thing!

Edge: Right! Then we can slice up whatever controls it from the inside!

Cecil: We’re going to need your help, Cid!

(They board one of the Red Wings)

Fusoya: Take us to the Giant’s mouth!

Cid: And who’s this old whitehair think he is, ordering me about!?

Cecil: His name is Fusoya. He’s from the moon.

Cid: The moon!?

Fusoya: We’ve no time. Can you get us near enough to jump?

Cid: Can fish swim!? Who do you think you’re talking to!? Well then…best hold on tight!

Fusoya: Now’s our chance!

[Thought bubbles upon entering the Giant of Babil]

Cecil: We’ll stop this monstrosity. The fate of the world depends on it!

Fusoya: He’s unleashed a monster horder here in place of proper guards!

Rydia: We must stop this thing while the others are buying us time!

Edge: I’ve seen clockwork soldiers before, but—the size of this thing!

Rosa: Cid, Edward, Yang…please survive!

Rubicante: At last you’ve come

Barbariccia: The giant cannot be stopped.

Cagnazzo: But YOU can!

Scarmiglione: This will be your tomb.

Cecil: You again!

Scarmiglione: Our master Zemus…

Cagnazzo: Gifted us with life..

Barbariccia: To rob you of yours.

Rubicante: How I yearned for this! When last we met, you taught me a great truth: that many are more powerful than one. I’ll restore you to full strength. Now, show us what power you possess.

(The party battles and defeats the four archfiends)

Scarmiglione: Lord Zemusss!

Cagnazzo: We’ve failed!

Barbariccia: Not again…

Rubicante: A sound and thorough defeat.

[Thought bubbles after defeating the four fiends]

Cecil: Golbez’s elemental archfiends…is he here, too, then!?

Fusoya: Is such the strength of this planet’s evil?

Rydia: Trusting others enough to fight as one is not an easy thing to do.

Edge: Try as many times as you like, Rubicante!

Rosa: Kain…are you still serving the enemy?

(The party journeys to the control room)

Fusoya: This node controls the Giant’s operational systems.

Edge: It’s huge!

Fusoya: We must destroy the defense node first, or it will repair damage to the

core!

(They battle and defeat the CPU)

Cecil: It’s done.

Edge: The giant stopped moving!

Golbez: You! How dare you meddle in this!

Fusoya: You…you’re--!

Golbez: Can you not speak, old man?

Fusoya: Do…do you not even know your true self?

Golbez: My true self…?

Fusoya: Awaken! (casts spell)

Golbez: No! *pauses* Why? Why was I so consumed by hate?

FuSoYa: You’ve regained your senses, then. Do you…Do you remember your

father’s name?

Golbez: My father…His name was Kluya.

Cecil: *shock*

Rosa: Then you’re Cecil’s own…

Edge: Brother!?

Cecil: Golbez is my…?

FuSoYa: You were being manipulated, by the all-powerful will of Zemus. Your

Lunarian blood rendered you an easy target for his curse, and bound your thoughts to his. To think Kluya’s sons would be made to fight one another… *Fusoya falls*

Edge: Fusoya! *runs toward Fusoya with Rosa*

Cecil: I fought him…I hated him. My own brother

Golbez: You are my brother.

Cecil: But…were it me, the one Zemus chose to control… Our roles might just as well have been reversed.

Golbez: No…there was evil in me long before all this.

Cecil: What!?

Golbez: I’m the one who abandoned you.

Cecil: *shock*

(Flashback)

Scene One

Kluya: Cecilia…You did wonderfully, my love.

Cecilia: He’s a healthy little boy.

Kluya: Indeed—a gift from the gods.

Cecilia: Theodor…

Kluya: Hmm?

Cecilia: We’ll call him Theodor. It’s a boy’s name. It means a gift of the gods.

Kluya: Theodor…That’s a fine name.

Cecilia: His life will be a blessed one.

Scene Two

Theodor: *yawn* (runs into Cecilia’s room)

Cecilia: What’s the matter, Theodor?

Theodor: Where’s father?

Cecilia: He’s still outside, most likely. Come now, back to bed with you!

Villager 1: There’s no denying your father granted us convenience. He gave us magic,

and the means by which to sail the skies.

Villager 2: Magic is useful, to be sure. But there are many who abuse it. There should

be sport in hunting, but some now treat it as mere slaughter.

Villager 3: It’s we who use magic properly who look the fools.

Villager 4: If this knowledge continues to spread, some kingdom will inevitably

employ it to wage war. It is unfortunate, but such is the way of men.

Theodor: You’re watching them again, aren’t you?

Kluya: Oh, Theodor!

Theodor: You really like them, don’t you? The moons.

Kluya: Yes, I do.

Theodor: Why?

Kluya: I’ll explain it someday, when you’re old enough to understand.

Theodor: I am old enough! I can even use magic already!

Kluya: Have you mastered Cure?

Theodor: Well…not yet, but—

Kluya: Then you’ve still some things to learn, haven’t you? Come, it’s late. You

should be in bed.

Theodor: All right…

(Theodor returns to the house and finds that Cecilia has fallen to the floor.)

Theodor: Mother!? What’s the matter!?

Cecilia: Don’t…don’t worry. I’ll be fine.

Theodor: But your face is so pale!

Cecila: That’s because…I’ve been working very hard.

Theodor: What do you mean?

Cecilia: I have to make sure this little one will be all right.

Theodor: Who?

Cecila: Your little brother or sister.

Theodor: I’m going to have one!?

Cecilia: Yes.

Theodor: Yay! I’m going to be a big brother!

Cecilia: Yes. So you had best go to sleep now, hadn’t you? An elder brother needs

to set a good example.

Theodor: All right. Good night! (back in his room) A little bother…or a sister…

Scene Three

Cecilia: Kluya!

Theodor: Father!

Villager 4 (old man): It was the ones who disagreed with his teachings. They…they used

magic. Kluya did not even raise an arm in his own defense.

Kluya: Theo…dor.

Theodor: Father! Are you all right?

Kluya: Was I…mistaken?

Theodor: Of course not! You can’t choose how people use that you teach them!

Kluya: Thank you, Theodor…

THeodor: Father!

Cecilia: No….Noooooooo!

Old woman: Hold yourself together, Cecilia!

Theodor: Cure! Cure!

Old man: Theodor…

Theodor: No! NO!

Scene Four

Baby: Wah! Wah!

Theodor: It’s a boy! I have a brother!

Cecilia: Please…let…let me hold him.

Old woman: You mustn’t strain yourself, Cecilia.

Cecilia: Please…Thank goodness… *she passes out and dies*

Theodor: Mother? Mother!

Old woman: She knew the risks of this birth and still she went through with it.

Baby: Wah! Wah!

Theodor: …

Voice: A vile thing, isn’t he? That brother of yours…

Theodor: What!?

Voice: He is the root of all you’ve suffered.

Theodor: Wh-who’s there!?

Voice: If it weren’t for him, your mother and father would both still be alive.

Theodor: N-no, you’re wrong!

Voice: And you are the vile little insect.* (missing line)

Theodor: Stop….stop talking to me!

Voice: I name you…Golbez!

Scene Five

Soldier: Is that…?

Soldier: What is an infant doing in a place like this?

King of Baron: What is it?

Soldier: He appears to have been abandoned, your majesty.

King of Baron: The poor child…

Soldier: What is it, my liege?

King of Baron: Cecilia…

Soldier: Your majesty?

King of Baron: Forgive me, I am thinking overmuch—and yet, the resemblance is

striking. This child’s features…They remind me very much of a person forced from Baron because of my cowardice.

(End flashback)

Golbez: When our father died, I was left behind with our mother, who still bore

you within her womb. The other villagers cared for us at first—the people our father had blessed with lunar secrets. But our mother had become too frail, and died shortly after you were born. I blamed you, telling myself our mother would have lived wre it not for you. I took you, still an infant, to the forest at the edge of Baron and left you there. After that, I took to the borderlands, where I could hide from others’ eyes. Wracked by guilt…ashamed to show my face. I would not think to ask for your forgiveness now, but I am glad that you survived.

Cecil: …

Golbez: What better a pawn could Zemus have possibly chosen than this?

FuSoYa: Where will you go?

Golbez: To put an end to all of this.

FuSoYa: Zemus is a Lunarian, as am I. I will go with you.

Golbez: Farewell, Cecil.

Edge: Cecil… is this all right?

Rosa: That man—he means to die.

Rydia: He’s your brother!

Cecil: My…brother.

Rydia: Your blood. Your only living family.

(The giant begins to collapse)

Cecil: !

Edge: Uh-oh! This isn’t good!

Rosa: Cecil!

Cecil: …

Edge: We need to get out of here!

Rydia: But…how!?

Kain: This way! (they all turn)

Rosa: Kain!

Edge: We’ve fallen for enough of your tricks!

Kain: We can talk later! But if you want to live, you’d best follow me now!

Rosa: Quickly!

(The party escapes and the giant falls)

Kain: My mind…is my own again. I cannot expect forgiveness, but--

Edge: Forgiveness!? It’s your fault the giant appeared in the first place!

Rosa: Stop it!

Kain: Rosa…

Rosa: Golbez broke free as well. That’s why you’re free. None of this

was your fault.

(Flashback)

Little Kain: So, you’re Cecil.

Little Cecil: Who are you?

Little Kain: I’m Kain—Kain Highwind. My father is Sir Richard Highwind, the

commander of the Dragoons.

Little Cecil: Pleased to meet you.

Little Kain: Don’t think you can be friends with me, just because the king treats you

like you’re special.

Little Cecil: What did you say?

Little Kain: Want a fight, do you? What’s a soft, spoiled little boy like you going to do

to me?

Little Cecil: I’m not spoiled!

Little Kain: Talk back to me, will you?

Little Rosa: Stop it!

Little Kain: Rosa!

Little Rosa: “Men of Baron fight not without just cause.” That’s what His Majesty

taught us, isn’t it?

Little Kain: But, he’s the one who—

Little Rosa: Dragoons don’t make excuses!

Little Kain: Hmph! I know that!

Little Cecil: I started it.

Little Rosa: You’re an honest one, aren’t you?

Little Kain: See? It wasn’t my fault!

Little Rosa: Hee hee…I guess it wasn’t.

(End flashback)

Kain: What do you mean?

Rosa: Golbez is…Cecil’s older brother.

Cecil: …

Rosa: A Lunarian named Zemus was making use of Golbez’s lunarian blood, as a means to control him.

Rydia: Golbez and FuSoYa went to the moon to put an end to Zemus.

Cecil: …

Kain: Golbez was Cecil’s brother? Well in any case, it would seem I’ve a debt to

repay Zemus, too.

Edge: Ha! And when he takes over your mind again—what then?

Kain: If that should happen, kill me without a second thought.

Edge: Heh! Then count me in, too. I’ve a couple of blades with this Zemus’

name on them.

Kain: Edge…

Cecil: Let’s go. To the moon. But Rosa and Rydia stay behind. This time, there

may be no homecoming

Rosa: Cecil!

Rydia: You can’t mean that!

Cecil: Go, get off the ship

Rosa: … *leaves*

Edge: This is work for gown-ups. You just wait for us back here.

Rydia: Fine! *storms off*

Edge: Heh!

Kain: Cecil…

Cecil: Don’t argue, Kain.

(They approach the Crystal dais)

Cecil: This is it.

(They arrive on the moon and while the men are making their exit…)

Rosa: *appears*

Kain: Rosa!

Rosa: …

Cecil: Step aside, Rosa.

Ros: I’m not going anywhere.

Cecil: Why not?

Rosa: Without me along, who will heal you when you’re hurt?

Cecil: Rosa…

Kain: You can’t win this one, Cecil.

Edge: No use arguing with a woman.

Cecil: Then I’ll argue no more. Your help is welcome.

Rydia: *appears behind Rosa* Just as we planned.

Edge: Y-you’re here too!

Rydia: This battle is ours as much as anyone’s. Cecil said so himself. And having

some Eidolons along can’t hurt, can it?

Cecil: Rydia…Come. Our battle awaits.

[Thought bubbles upon speaking to Kain and arriving again on the moon]

Cecil: Golbez…my brother?

Rosa: Cecil…

Kain: I…I know my path now.

Edge: I know how you feel, but this is a matter of life and death, Cecil.

Rydia: He can’t forgive Golbez? Even though they’re brothers?

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FFIV DS Script Part Seven (The Sealed Cave to the Giant of Babil)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 18:04:39 GMT

Short disclaimer. Not making a profit. Belongs to Square-Enix. Use for reference only.

[Thought bubbles after Cid upgrades the Falcon]

Cecil: You truly are as tough as you boast, Cid.

Rosa: Oh, Cid…You can’t know how glad I am to see you alive!

Kain: Unbelievable. You never cease to amaze me, Cid.

Edge: A touch overzealous, that one…but he’s good at what he does.

Rydia: Yang must have survived somehow, too, right? Like Cid…

[Thought bubbles upon reaching Tomra]

Cecil: Another dwarven settlement…

Rosa: Dwarves live here as well?

Kain: Even Golbez’s reach has its limits, it would seem.

Edge: Guess this would be the backwater of the underworld—minus the water.

Rydia: I can’t help but smile, listening to these dwarves.

[Thought bubbles upon entering the Sylph Cave]

Cecil: We’d best watch our footsteps.

Rosa: The going here looks treacherous without the aid of Float.

Kain: There’s little room for maneuvering in these passages.

Edge: It doesn’t look like there’s much of anything here.

Rydia: Is someone out there? Are they hiding from us?

(When the party reaches the Passage to the Feymarch…)

Rydia: I passed through this way when I left the Feymarch! We should seek out

Leviathan and the others, and ask for their aid!

[Thought bubbles upon entering the Passage to the Feymarch]

Cecil: This passage leads to the home of the Eidolons?

Rosa: There is so little safe footing in this cave!

Kain: The entrance to the Feymarch, hidden on an island within the earth!

Edge: Lot of flying monsters in here…hey, maybe we should--!

Rydia: I wonder if everyone is well.

[Thought bubbles upon arriving in the Feymarch]

Cecil: This is where Rydia lived for all that time.

Rosa: Everyone who meets Rydia adores her, don’t they?

Kain: An entire city of Eidolons!

Edge: A town? Eidolons have their own society!?

Rydia: I hope they won’t be angry at me for bringing others here.

Rydia: Your Majesty!

Asura: Rydia…It is good to see you again, and well.

Rydia: Please, Your Majesty…We have need of your strength!

Asura: Then I shall lend it to you. But you know I must first test your own. It is

the Code, and the Code must be observed. Have you the courage and strength to face me?

Asura: Sweet Rydia…These are good companions you have found, both strong

and true. Allow me, too, to lend my strength to your cause. Summon me whenever you have need.

[Thought bubbles after defeating Asura]

Cecil: Asura…queen of the Eidolons, and nearly a goddess in this world.

Rosa: Asura seems the epitome of grace and benevolence.

Kain: What form of creature might the Eidolon King be?

Edge: Just as creepy as I’d expect an Eidolon queen to be…

Rydia: Thank you, my queen!

Leviathan: Rydia, child…You are the first and only to best my Lady Queen. But

strength of arm alone will aid you little in the face of true evil. Without the strength of will to keep it aligned on the proper course, all the power in the world amounts to nothing. My spirit has been tempered and honed in the forge of the ages. Will you face me, knowing what it means to do so?

(The party battles and defeats Leviathan)

Leviathan: Indeed, you bear the light. Very well. Go with the power of the Eidolon

King at your command!

[Thought bubbles after defeating Leviathan]

Cecil: So Leviathan is the king of this world…

Rosa: Leviathan—he is the one who brought Rydia here!

Kain: For how long have the Eidolons dwelt here?

Edge: Leviathan—the Lord of All Waters!?

Rydia: Thank you, Your Majesty!

[Thought bubbles upon reaching the Sealed Cave]

Cecil: No sign of Golbez’s forces…

Rosa: The last of the dark crystals rests within this cave.

Kain: Wasn’t Golbez supposed to be here already?

Edge: Never would I have thought there were more Crystals down here.

Rydia: Who would have thought Luca’s necklace was so important?

Inscription on the door to the Sealed Cave: Hold aloft the key, and the way to the Crystal

will open.

[Thought bubbles upon breaking the seal of the sealed cave]

Cecil: The seal is broken. We must hurry to the Crystal!

Rosa: We’ve opened the door. Will the enemy follow us in?

Kain: Something about this feels wrong. It’s too quiet.

Edge: He’s not getting the last Crystal, no matter what it takes to stop him!

Rydia: We have to hurry, before Golbez discovers we’ve broken the seal!

[Thought bubbles after being attacked by a door]

Cecil: Even the doors themselves seem determined to keep us out!

Rosa: Living doors…It seems the gates are their own keepers here.

Kain: Please tell me all of the doors are not like that.

Edge: Wh-what was that!? Never seen a door like that before!

Rydia: Attacking doors!? There’s something I’ve never seen before!

[Thought bubbles in the Sealed Cave]

Cecil: The final Crystal is here—and well protected.

Rosa: These caverns run deep. How far does this underworld extend?

Kain: I don’t like this. No sign of them at all…

Edge: What’s supposed to happen when all the Crystals are gathered?

Rydia: Where is the Crystal!?

[Thought bubble immediately after taking the Crystal]

Cecil: We seem to have made it in time. But where is Golbez?

Rosa: This is our final hope. We must guard this Crystal, come what may!

Kain: This feeling…I’ve…I’ve felt it before.

Edge: Heh…That was even easier than I thought it would be!

Rydia: Whew…We made it to the Crystal before they did!

(The walls begin to move)

Cecil: The walls!

Rydia: They’re moving!

Kain: This cave was designed to protect the Crystal. This must be the last line of

defense, in case someone attempts to escape with it!

Edge: Then I guess we’ll just have to smash it!

(Afterwards)

Rydia: We did it!

Edge: Heh. And don’t try possessing any other walls, either!

[Thought bubbles after attacking the evil wall]

Cecil: We’re not out of here yet. We must remain cautious.

Rosa: A final trap to protect the Crystal…

Kain: No…Not…not again!

Edge: Ah, so that’s it—easy to get in, and hard to get out.

Rydia: As if the attacking doors weren’t enough…

(Kain falters)

Cecil: What?

Golbez: Kain…Return to me, my pawn…Deliver me the Crystal…

Cecil: Golbez! Kain!

Rosa: Don’t listen! Resist him!

Kain: It’s all right. I…I’m back in control of myself. *charges forward

unexpectedly*

Cecil: Ugh! (loses the dark crystal)

Edge: You filthy double-crosser!

Rosa: Kain! What are you doing?

Golbez: You underestimate the strength of my abilities. I had but slackened your

friend’s leash, waiting for the proper moment to pull it taut. With this final Crystal, the Tower of Babil will be made complete. Come, Kain!

Cecil: Kain! Don’t listen to him!

Kain: …

Rosa: Kain!

Kain: The Crystals are all assembled. We can open the way to the moon at last!

Edge: Come back here!

Golbez: Ha ha ha!

Cecil: Kain…

Edge: Unbelievable!

[Thought bubbles after Kain leaves the party]

Cecil: Why, Kain!? Why would you betray us again?

Rosa: Kain…why are you alone affected by Golbez’s spell?

Edge: An enemy spy…No wonder I never liked that guy!

Rydia: Neither Cecil nor Rosa will speak a word.

King Giott: Oh, I’ve been awaiting your return! You have the Crystal, I assume?

Cecil: We failed.

King of Giott: What!? So, he holds all of them now. Then there is nothing more we can

do. Not unless the legend of the Lunar Whale were to come true.

Cecil: The Lunar Whale?

King Giott: It is a great ship, said to have been built in an age long past. “Birthed from

womb of Dragon’s maw—“

Cecil: Those are the words of the Mysidian legend!

King Giott: You know of Mysidia!?

Cecil: It’s a city of mages on the surface!

King Giott: What? You mean to tell me Mysidia is real?

Cecil: Very much so. Its elder has confined himself to their Tower of Prayer,

where he prays for us even now.

King Giott: He prays, you say? Could it be?

Cecil: What do you mean?

King Giott: He may be trying to revive the Whale. No, he must be! It is our only hope!

Mysidia—that is our answer! You must hurry to Mysidia!

Rosa: But the passage to the surface is sealed now.

Edge: And we can’t even get near the Tower of Babil—not now that all the

Crystals are there.

Cid: It’s a good thing you’ve got me, then, isn’t it?

Cecil: Cid!

Cid: I’ll attach a drill to the Falcon’s bow. Then you’ll be able to burrow your

way back to the surface!

Rosa: But your wounds—have they healed?

Cid: Come now, we’ve got bigger things to worry about than a few scratches

on ol’ Cid!

Edge: You really think you can do it?

Cid: Think? I’m Cid—there’s nothing I can’t do! Let’s get to work!

(Cid works on the ship and Edge meanwhile flirts with Rydia until Cid pulls him aside. Cid later passes out while working)

Cecil: Cid!

(Back in the recovery room)

Cecil: Cid…

Rosa: You always have to overdo it, don’t you?

Cid: I think this is the part where I finally have to bow out and leave the rest to

you young ones. I’m no good for much outside of fixing up airships in this condition anyhow.

Edge: Hmph. Had to go and show me up, didn’t you, old man?

Rydia: Get well soon.

Cid: You two…look after Cecil and Rosa for me, you hear?

Edge: Got it! You just take your time and recover!

Cid: Cecil, Rosa…Be careful!

Rosa: You too, Cid.

Cid: Go on now. I don’t remember you having enough time to be sitting around

talking to crazy old men like me!

Cecil: Take care of yourself, Cid.

[Thought bubbles after speaking to Cid]

Cecil: Mysidia—the place where all this madness began…

Rosa: Thank you. Cid! Now we can reach Mysidia.

Edge: The Lunar Whale? Is it supposed to be a big warship or something?

Rydia: Dragon’s maw? Are there dragons that large in Mysidia?

(The party returns to the surface)

SIDEQUEST

[Thought bubbles when the party goes to Fabul to speak to Yang’s wife]

Cecil: Hmm…We can’t bring Yang back here in his current state.

Rosa: How can we tell Yang’s wife?

Edge: Fabul is an even starker place than the rumors say.

Rydia: Yang…How can we get you back on your feet?

Yang’s wife: My husband’s…where!? Oh, I can’t believe that man! What does he think

he’s doing, lounging about in a place like that? No, of course I’m not crying! I just…I just have something in my eye is all! That lazy, good-for-nothing…Here, give him a good whack on the head with this! Maybe that will knock some sense back into him! (gives Cecil a frying pan)

[Thought bubbles on the way to smacking Yang with the frying pan]

Cecil: Of course! With this we can…cook something?

Rosa: A frying pan…Is this truly going to help?

Edge: For the wife of a monk, she sure has a good sense of humor.

Rydia: I know Yang is thick-skilled, but is this really a good idea?

(The party returns to the underworld and finds Yang again in the Sylph Cave. They hit him with the frying pan…)

Sylph: Wh-what are youdoing, you mindless brute!?

Yang: Urgh! Uhhhn…Is it time for training already? Just let me sleep a little

longer…Wh-what’s this!? Cecil!?

Cecil: Yang!

Rydia: Thank goodness! You’re awake!

Yang: Yes, though I would not even be alive had these king sylphs not rescued

me.

Rosa: Thanks to you, those terrible cannons were destroyed.

Yang: And now I can go with you again!

Sylph: You mustn’t go, not yet, you see! You still need care and rest!

Yang: I cannot simply sleep the hours away while the fate of the world hangs in

the balance!

Edge: The wounded have no place on the battlefield.

Yang: And who might you be?

Edge: Edge, of Eblan—your superior replacement!

Yang: Eblan, you say? A ninja, then…But I must go as well.

Sylph: No, no, that will not do at all! Let us go in your stead!

Yang: Hmm?

Sylph: This young one is a summoner—that much is plain to see. So let her call

on us to fight whenever there’s a need! Then Yang will have no need to fight, and he can rest right here!

Rydia: Thank you.

Yang: Then I will continue to rest. My pardons. There is little I could do to help

you now, weakened like this.

[Thought bubbles after hitting Yang]

Cecil: Yang…Rest well, my friend.

Rosa: Rest and get well, Yang.

Edge: Sad to see such strength withered away to nothing.

Rydia: Oh, thank goodness! Yang’s wife will be happy to hear.

(The party returns again to the surface and speaks to Yang’s wife)

Yang’s wife: Why, thank you! You came all the way back just to return that? Here, let

me give you a little something in return. I’m sure you can find a use for it. Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine! Just tell that husband of mine to hurry up and get himself back to fighting strength!

[Thought bubbles after receiving the knife]

Cecil: All we can do now is pray for Yang’s rapid recovery.

Rosa: Yang and his wife are two truly wonderful people.

Edge: A well-maintained blade…This I can use!

Rydia: It’s hard to feel down, talking to someone as cheerful as her!

(And in case the party visits Edward after this sidequest and before visiting Mysidia…)

Edward: Yang survived? Oh, thank goodness! You’ve informed his wife, haven’t

you?

(The party arrives in Mysidia)

Elder: I have been waiting for you. Come, we must go to the Tower of Prayer.

(Atop the Tower of Prayer)

Elder: Pray now, with all your heart. Prophecy must be made reality. There is no other time but now! Behold, my children! She has heard our prayers! She is risen! The promised ship of light—the Lunar whale!

(The ship appears in the waters to the west)

Elder: A voice spoke to me in the midst of our prayers. “Go to the moon,” it said. “He awaits you there.”

Cecil: To the moon? But how?

Elder: The lunar whale is a ship from the moon. According to the writings I’ve discovered, there should be a teleportation Crystal on board in addition to the Crystals that serve to power its flight. That Crystal controls travel between here and the moon. Speak to it, and it will transport you between the two faster than you can even blink.

Cecil: I see. We will search for it.

[Thought bubbles upon the appearance of the Lunar Whale]

Cecil: A ship from the moon? Who could have built it?

Rosa: The Lunar Whale…is it fueled by some manner of magic?

Edge: You’re telling me we can fly that big whale-shaped thing to the moon?

Rydia: Of course! The land of Mysidia itself forms the Dragon!

[Thought bubbles upon reaching the moon]

Cecil: So, this is the moon. Why does being here make me feel this way?

Rosa: We’re on the moon—the same moon we always gazed up at in the sky.

Edge: From way out here, our planet looks perfectly round!

Rydia; Incredible! To the moon in the blink of an eye!

[Thought bubbles when arriving in the first of the lunar tunnels]

Cecil: Strange…This place feels almost…familiar.

Rosa: It’s quiet—eerily so.

Edge: What’s with all these disgusting monsters up here?

Rydia: Who could have imagined there was life on the moon?

[Thought bubbles upon arriving in the Crystal palace]

Cecil: I can’t shake the feeling that I know this place somehow.

Rosa: Cecil seems somehow at ease here.

Edge: Come one…spirits, giant snakes, whatever! We’re ready for you!

Rydia: If there is life here, I wonder if there might be humans?

Voice: At last, you’ve arrived! (a man appears)

Cecil: Who are you?

Lunarian: I am FuSoYa, and I am charged with watching over the slumber of the Lunarians.

Rosa: Lunarians?

FuSoYa: Yes…we, the people of the moon. Long agi, the world that lay between the Red Planet and the Great Behemoth stood at the verge of destruction, both terrible and complete. The last survivors of that devastation boarded a ship and escaped to the Blue Planet.

Cecil: Blue planet?

FuSoYa: The one that you call home. But your planet was still in the midst of its evolution, you see. And so those travelers created a second moon for the planet, and there they settled into a long and quiet slumber.

Edge: And they’re the ones you called the Lunarians.

FuSoYa: Indeed. But there was one among us who was loath to sleep. He thought it fit that we should simply raze all existing life on the Blue Planet, and claim it as our own.

Rydia: That’s horrible.

FuSoYa: Yes. And so I used my powers to force him into hibernation with the others. But as he slept, his will grew stronger and took on a consciousness all its own. It reached out to men with tainted hearts on your planet, twisting them into beings yet darker still. And through them, he began to gather the Crystals.

Cecil: So he was manipulating Golbez!

Edge: Does this guy have a name?

Fusoya: His name is Zemus. The Crystals function as a source of energy, you see. I fear he has gathered them in order to activate the interdimensional elevator within the Tower of Babil. With it, he will be able to transport the Giant of Babil to your planet and use it to extinguish all life there.

Rosa: Oh, no…

Fusoya: But do not be mistaken. His will is not that of all we Lunarians. The rest of us have been waiting quietly for your planet’s people to progress to such a point that we might treat with one another as equals. We but wait and sleep, dreaming of that day.

Cecil: And the lunar whale, where did it come from?

Fusoya: Ah, the ship…My younger brother Kluya built that vessel long ago, and flew it to the blue planet. He took with him several of our secrets, such as the ones employed in your Devil’s Road and in airships—a gift to your people. Kluya was fascinated by your planet and wished to know more of it. And while he was there, he fell in love with a woman of your planet. She later bore him two children. One of them was you.

Cecil: What!? *runs forward* Me? Then, that voice I heard at Mount Ordeals—was the spirit of your father.

Fusoya: Indeed…you are the very image of Kluya in his youth.

Cecil: So it was my father!

Fusoya: He vested you with his power so that you might prevent Zemus’ plot from coming to fruition. Zemus must be stopped! For your planet’s sake, and for that of my people as well. We must hurry to the Tower of Babil near Eblan.

Edge: The Tower? It’s protected by some kind of barrier now. There’s no way in!

Fusoya: I should be able to bypass the barrier. We must not let the Giant of Babil be unleashed upon your world!

[Thought bubbles after Fusoya joins party]

Cecil: My father, a Lunarian…And that voice on Mount Ordeals--!

Rosa: Cecil! Who could have known how weighty a destiny you bore?

Fusoya: Would that you could see the fine man your son has become, Kluya!

Edge: Wow…I thought he was a bit odd, but—half Lunarian?

Rydia: Then, Cecil’s father lived here once, didn’t he?

[Thought bubbles after first going in the lunar whale after Fusoya joins]

Cecil: I’ll protect this planet you loved so much, Father!

Fusoya: We’ve little time. The Blue Planet’s weapons cannot stop the Giant.

Rydia: The Giant is going to emerge from that tower!?

Edge: Now some giant, you say? We’ll see about that!

Rosa: I will stand with you, Cecil, and face this fate we’ve been dealt.

(In case the party visits the Lair of the Father with Fusoya)

[Thought bubbles upon entering the Lair of the Father]

Cecil: A cloud of tension hangs in this place, waiting to burst.

Fusoya: With this child along, might he deign to lend us his power as well?

Rydia: Could this be the place Leviathan spoke of?

Edge: Sure is quiet in here…

Rosa: I’ve never breathed air so clean as the air that fills this cave.

(The party returns to the Blue Planet and upon arriving…)

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FFIV DS Script Part Six (Dwarven Castle to the Sealed Cave)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 17:53:49 GMT

I don't think this needs a disclaimer, as I've already stated it FIVE TIMES. But. Yes. Not making a profit off of this. Belongs to Square-Enix. Please use only for reference.

[Thought bubbles after leaving the dwarven castle]

Cecil: The Crystals are all within the Tower of Babil.

Rosa: Golbez may be out, but it’s still his base. It will be well defended.

Kain: If the master is away, his last servant is sure to be on watch.

Yang: Out of the frying pan and into the fire…We’d best brace ourselves!

Rydia: Eidolons…I’ll need your strength to do this.

(The party enters the Tower of Babil)

[Thought bubbles upon arriving in the Tower of Babil]

Cecil: Such a colossal place, this tower! But we must regain the Crystals.

Rosa: A tower of this magnitude could not have been built by human hands.

Kain: Odd…No sign of Rubicante.

Yang: Their main forces are gone, and this much strength yet remains?

Rydia: Golbez may not be here, but that doesn’t mean this tower is empty.

(The party comes upon two people speaking)

Dr Lugae: Do be careful, Rubicante, my lord.

Rubicante: There is no need for concern. Eblan’s castle has already fallen, and its

Ninja forces with it. I trust matters here to you until my return.

Dr Lugae: Wee hee hee! Lord Golbez and Rubicante both gone, and only I at home!

I’m lord of the tower now!

Rydia: That’s a strange one.

Rosa: Shh!

Dr Lugae: Who’s there!?

Cecil: Uh-oh.

Dr Lugae: You’re that Cecil louse, aren’t you? When in toadspittle did you squirm

your way in!?

Kain: Rubicante’s not here to help you. Are you sure you want to press your

luck against us?

Dr Lugae: Press my luck!? Gah—the outrage! The belittlement! Do you have any

idea to whom you’re speaking? I’m Dr. Lugae! I may not be one of…them, but Golbez made me his chief strategist for a reason! I can keep this tower clean of vermin like you!

Kain: I’d like to see you try!

Dr Lugae: Oh ho ho! You will! By beautiful little boy will have your heads for

playthings!

(The party battles and defeats the doctor and his creation)

Dr Lugae: Gah! Now you’ve done it! Prepare to see true terror’s face!

(He transforms into Lugaborg and the party battles and defeats him as well)

Dr Lugae: Hee hee hee! This tower reaches beyond the surface, you know. Rubicante

Has already moved the Crystals to the spire above. All that remains is to annihilate those accursed dwarves with my cannons! Wee hee hee!

Rydia: Oh, no! The dwarves!

Yang: To the cannons!

Kain: We’ll destroy them!

[Thought bubbles after defeating Dr Lugae]

Cecil: Luck be with you, dwarves.

Rosa: Cannons!? Could that rumbling be from them!?

Kain: The Crystals are above the surface!?

Yang: Fired upon from this height, those tanks may as well be made of glass.

Rydia: Quickly! If we don’t hurry, the dwarves will be wiped out!

Imps: Wah ha ha! Die, dwarves, die!

Cecil: Step away from the cannons!

Imps: You! How did you get in here!? Slaughter them!

(The party is drawn into battle and afterwards…)

Imps: No! You can’t stop us! Gah ha ha! There’s no halting the cannons now!

(They sabotage the cannons to explode)

Cecil: Oh, no!

Kain: Is there nothing we can do!?

Yang: *runs forward into the sparks*

Rosa: It’s too dangerous!

Cecil: Yang!

Yang: I will take care of things in here. The rest of you get out!

Rydia: Are you mad?

Cecil: It’s too late, Yang!

Yang: Forgive me *kicks everyone out of the room*

Cecil: (the door begins to close) Yang!? Yang! *bangs on the door*

Yang: If you should see my wife again, tell her to live enough for us both.

Kain: Don’t be a fool! Open the door!

Rydia: Yang!

Rosa: Please, Yang! Don’t throw your life away!

Cecil: Yang!

Yang: It has been honor, fighting with all of you.

Cecil: Open the door, Yang!

Yang: Gaaaaaah!

Cecil: Yang!

[Thought bubbles after Yang explodes]

Cecil: Yang, and the dwarves, too…All for us…

Rosa: Yang…you were strong and true till the end.

Kain: If it came to it, could I made the same sacrifice?

Rydia: He tried to protect me when Leviathan attacked, too.

Golbez: You are even more meddlesome than I had thought.

Cecil: Golbez!

Golbez: Mice are wont to play while the cat is away. But I am afraid our game of

cat and mouse it as an end. The time has come for us to part ways. Farewell!

(The party falls but is intercepted by the Enterprise)

Cid: Whew! Doesn’t get much closer than that!

Rosa: Cid!

Cid: Hmm? Where’s Yang?

Rosa: Yang…he…

Cecil: He sacrificed himself to stop the tower’s cannons.

Cid: Another good man lost…

Rydia: *sniffle*

Cid: Who’s that one?

Cecil: That’s Rydia, a survivor of Mist.

(The Enterprise is fired upon)

Cid: Uh-oh! We’ve been followed!

Kain: Can’t you shake them!?

Cid: This should be the faster ship! They must have made improvements to the

Red Wings, too!

(The Enterprise flees but is pursued)

Rydia: They’re closing on us!

Cid: Come on, Enterprise! The engines can’t take this! Cecil, take over!

Rosa: Cid!

Cecil: What are you doing?

Cid: Once you reach the surface, I’ll seal off that hole for good—with this!

Rosa: No! Not you, too!

Cid: I was hoping I’d get to see your kids someday, but, well—someone’s got

to keep Yang company. You get yourselves to Baron. Talk to my boys there.

Cecil: But Cid!

Rydia: You’ll die!

Cid: And so young, too! *jumps over the railing* Bombs away! Try stopping

this, Golbez! My once-in-a-lifetime unaided flight! *he explodes*

(The airship arrives on the surface and the chasm explodes)

Rosa: Cid…*clutches Cecil*

Rydia: One after another…

Kain: Rushing to die like fools! *pounds the ship’s railing*

Cecil: We go to Baron—for Cid.

[Thought bubbles after Cid explodes]

Cecil: We must hurry to Baron…for Cid.

Rosa: Cid…How could we lose you, too? It’s more than I can bear.

Kain: Cid….without you, who will keep our spirits high?

Rydia: Why? Why do I have to lose everyone!?

(The party arrives in Baron and speaks to Cid’s men)

Engineers: Lord Cecil! The fleetmaster told us you’d be coming. Told us to make a

hook, and rig it to the Enterprise for you when you came. Won’t take but a few minutes! That ought to do it! Now you’ll be able to carry that hovercraft of yours beneath the ship. Just fly over the hovercraft in the Enterprise to pick it up. Should even be able to reach the Cave of Eblan down by the Tower of Babil now, eh? Just set the hovercraft down on some solid ground nearby, then use it to cross the shoals.

Cecil: Thank you. But, about Cid—Heh. Quite a handful, I’m sure. You don’t

have to tell us. The man never rests! If you killed him, he’d probably come right back from the dead and keep on working! Well, we’d best be getting back to work—we’ve a mountain of it waiting. Best of luck to you!

[Thought bubbles after hook is affixed to the Enterprise]

Cecil: Eblan…It lies to the southwest of Baron.

Rosa: The Crystals are waiting in the Tower or Babil’s upper reaches.

Kain: The Eblanese are descendants of the ninja clans of old, they say.

Rydia: Edward’s hovercraft…I wonder if he’s alive and well somewhere.

[Thought bubbles upon entering the Cave of Eblan]

Cecil: Does this passage lead to the village of Eblan?

Rosa: Let us pray the people of Eblan remain safe.

Kain: Eblan has likely fallen already, sitting so close to the Tower.

Rydia: That tower stretches from the underworld up to the clouds!

[Thought bubbles upon finding the village of Eblan]

Cecil: All of these people, hiding right under the nose of their enemy…

Rosa: Thank goodness. Even the women and children are safe.

Kain: Trust the sons of shadow to plot resistance under Rubicante’s nose.

Rydia: They’ve been dealt a rough hand, but they aren’t giving up!

Seneschal: I am the seneschal of Eblan’s royal house. I know His Young Highness

well. He has an ill tongue, yes, but he is a kind man and a benevolent prince. He has been overseeing the excavation of a tunnel to the Tower of Babil, that we might avenge our fallen king and queen. I’ve not seen him for some time now, though. I pray he’s not doing something rash again.

[Thought bubbles after speaking with the Seneschal]

Cecil: So, Eblan’s royals shared the fate of our own.

Rosa: The Tower of Babil lies just ahead.

Kain: To face Rubicante alone—is he mad, or merely a fool?

Rydia: Eblan has a prince, too? I wonder if he’s like Edward.

Man: We meet at last. I’ve been looking forward to this, Rubicante!

Rubicante: Should I know you from somewhere?

Man: I’m Prince Edge of Eblan!

Rubicante: Eblan? I’m afraid I do not know the place of which you speak.

Edge: Then let me help you remember!

(They fight and Edge casts flame, only to be scorched by Rubicante)

Rubicante: Pitiful. Allow me to show you true flame *casts scorch*

Edge: *falls* Damn…you!

Rubicante: You’ve strength worthy enough of pride, but not nearly enough to think of

challenging me. Hone your skills. I’ll look forward to facing you again when you have.

Edge: Come…back here!

Cecil: Are you all right!?

Edge: I lost, and he got away. Of course I’m not all right!

Rydia: We came to find Rubicante, too, and the Crystals he holds.

Edge: Rubicante’s mine! You stay out of this! I’m going to put an end to him

with…with my own hands!

Kain: Your enemy is an elemental archfiend, Your Highness.

Cecil: You’ve seen his strength for yourself.

Edge: Heh…Don’t mistake me for some pampered prince. The Eblanese royal

family is heir to the secrets of the ninja masters of old. I don’t need help from lesser men!

Rydia: Enough! I can’t watch another person go off to die. First Tellah and

Yang…And then Cid, too…All of them…all of them--!

Edge: H-hey, I didn’t…I mean…

Rosa: Rydia…

Rydia: *sniffle*

Cecil: Rubicante is the strongest of the four archfiends. Whether we can even

hope to defeat him, I cannot say. But we have no choice. We must take back the Crystals he holds!

Edge: …It doesn’t look like I have much choice. I can’t leave a pretty girl

crying. Let’s do this together, then—just this once.

Kain: Hmph. Too weak to stand, and still as arrogant as could be. It’s nigh on

comical. Rosa, do you think you could…?

Rosa: Cura!

Edge: (stands straight up) Thank you, my dear! You’re not so rough on the eyes

yourself! Right, then! Time for us to break into the tower, now that we’re all fast friends!

Rydia: That was an awfully fast recovery.

[Thought bubbles after Edge joins the party]

Cecil: So, that is Rubicante—the last of Golbez’s elemental archfiends.

Rosa: For a prince, he seems to lack restraint.

Kain: This hardly seems the time for such foolery.

Edge: Just you wait, Rubicante!

Rydia: This is Eblan’s prince—an adult who acts like a child?

Cecil: How can we enter the tower?

Edge: Heh. You forget you’re with a ninja! Here we go! (he goes through the

wall)

[Thought bubbles after breaking into the tower]

Cecil: If Rubicante is guarding the tower…what of Golbez?

Rosa: Ninjutsu…It seems similar to black magic, yet somehow different.

Kain: I see Rubicante has prepared his defenses well.

Edge: Who are these people!? No ordinary folk, that’s for sure.

Rydia: He can pass through solid walls? Just what is this ninjutsu of his?

(The party journeys through the tower and eventually reach a platform whereupon, the king and queen of Eblan appear.)

King of Eblan: Edge…

Edge: Father! Mother!

Queen of Eblan: Thank goodness, you’re all right!

Edge: And you!

Queen of Eblan: Come, Edge.

King of Eblan: Yes…come with us.

Edge: With you? Where?

Queen of Eblan: To hell!

Cecil: Edge, look out!

(They battle)

King: You wish for death? Then allow me to speed you on your way!

Edge: What’s happened to you? Mother! Father! It’s me! Your son!

(The king and queen regain their lucidity)

King: Edge…here me while I can speak. We are no longer human. What we

are…has no right to live.

Queen: Forgive us, Edge

Edge: …

King: We must depart now…before the madness takes us again Serve Eblan

well, my son.

Edge: No! Don’t go!

Queen: Farewell, Edge

Edge: Mother! Wait! Don’t go!

(They both die)

Edge: Ungh…Gaaaaaah!

Rosa: Such cruelty…It’s inhuman.

(Rubicante appears)

Edge: Rubicante! For this…for this you will pay!

Rubicante: It was Lugae who made chimerae of your parents. I shared no hand in his

perversities. They shame me, as they grieve you.

Edge: Don’t speak of shame!

Rubicante: I respect men like you. Men with…courage. But you are a slave to your

emotions, and so will never know true strength. Such is the curse of Men.

Edge: You think our rage…a weakness? Then let me show you how wrong you

are! *Edge’s anger awakens his latent abilities*

Rubicante: You are an interesting one indeed. Such powers, unleashed by anger

alone! But they will not avail you. The frozen winds of hell’s ninth circle could not penetrate this cloak of flame I wear. Come, I will heal your wounds. Face me at full strength!

(The party battles and defeats Rubicante)

Rubicante: Most interesting…you combine your strengths to overcome foes stronger

even than yourselves. You are fine warriors indeed. Lord Golbez himself will find you no easy opposition. I pray the day comes that we can fight each other again.

Edge: Mother…Father…You can rest in peace now.

Seneschal: Your Young Highness!

Edge: Seneschal!

Seneschal: We’ve come to aid you in your fight! Where is Rubicante? Lead us to

him!

Edge: It’s already done.

Seneschal: Oh! I should have expected no less of you.

Edge: I was not alone. I had the aid of these warriors as well.

Seneschal: I see! So, these are the ones to whom we owe our thanks!

Edge: So just who is this Golbez?

Kain: He is a man gathering the crystals in hopes of opening a way to the moon,

and he is Rubicante’s master.

Edge: He wants to go to…the moon? The moon, the one in the night sky?

Cecil: A power is said to sleep there—one great enough to destroy the world.

Rydia: We’re going to make sure that doesn’t happen!

Edge: Everything that’s been done has been at this Golbez’s command, then. It

must not go unpunished!

Seneschal: But, Your Young Highness, your people need you now! Eblan must be

rebuilt!

Edge: This isn’t just about Eblan! It’s about the whole world! I have to help stop

him.

Seneschal: Well then…do be careful!

Edge: Of course. Leave this to me!

Seneschal: Very well. We will do our best to protect Eblan in your absence. Please

take care of our young prince.

Ninjas: May shadow hide you, Your Highness!

Edge: And you! (turns back to party) All right, let’s go get this Golbez!

Rydia: We came here for the Crystals.

Edge: Right, I knew that. Follow me!

[Thought bubbles after defeating Rubicante]

Cecil: This tower extends to the heavens. Where could the Crystals be?

Rosa: Let us hope the final Crystal is still safe.

Kain: If only our Eblanese friend had some humility…

Edge: Mother…Father…Rest in peace.

Rydia: Edge…now should be your time for grieving.

(The party goes through a door and discovers all the Crystals together, but…)

Cecil: A trapdoor!?

(They fall)

Edge: owww…

Kain: We’ve fallen back to a subterranean level.

[Thought bubbles after falling]

Cecil: Oh no! Is there no way to return to the upper floors?

Rosa: We’ve wasted time. They may already have the final Crystal.

Kain: All of that for nothing…We must hurry and escape!

Edge: We’re underground now!? Just how big is this tower?

Rydia: We don’t have enough time to climb back to the top!

Cecil: What’s this? The enemy’s latest airship?

Edge: All right! We can escape in this!

Rydia: But it’s an enemy ship.

Edge: Don’t worry, I’m sure she’d rather be flown by us anyway!

Rosa: You don’t suppose this could be a trap, do you?

Edge: This beauty? Not a chance! All right, then…we’ll call her the Falcon!

Rydia: Oh, for…

Cecil: Quickly! We must get out of here!

Edge: Let’s see what you can do, Falcon!

(They escape the tower and head for the dwarf castle)

[Thought bubbles after stealing the Falcon]

Cecil: We should return to King Giott to see how the battle fares.

Rosa: The last Crystal seems to be safe, but this sudden quiet is unsettling.

Kain: With his elemental archfiends slain, how will Golbez strike now?

Edge: The underworld!? Are you serious!?

Rydia: I hope the dwarves escaped.

King Giott: Oh, you’ve returned! I’ve been waiting. And what of the Crystals?

Cecil: We failed.

King Giott: I see. Golbez has been hard at work attempting to acquire the last one. He

is now trying to force open the Sealed Cave’s entrance. It is only a matter of time before he succeeds. I was hoping you might go and remove the Crystal before he does. Luca!

Luca: Yes, father?

King Giott: Bring me your necklace.

Luca: Here you go.

King Giott: This necklace, you see, is the key to the Sealed Cave. No one can pass

through the entryway without it. Please, you must protect the final Crystal!

Cecil: We will try. (obtains Luca’s necklace)

[Thought bubbles after speaking to King Giott]

Cecil: We cannot cross the magma in the Falcon.

Rosa: We must protect the final Crystal!

Kain: Will we find Golbez at the Sealed Cave?

Edge: Dwarves really live down here! I thought they were just a myth.

Rydia: Thank goodness! Luca and all the rest—they’re alive!

(The party finds Cid resting in the infirmary)

Cid: What, is it time for dinner again already!? I tell you, the cuisine down here

could use some work. If I have to eat one more—

Cecil: Cid!

Rosa: You’re alive!

Kain: Put on a real show, didn’t you?

Cid: Heh heh heh.

Edge: Who’s this old codger?

Cid: Codger!? Did that unmannered lout just call me an old codger!?

Edge: You’re the unmannered one!

Cid: Who is he!? Who is this snot-nosed little brat?

Edge: Heh. I’m Prince Edge of Eblan. Pleased to make your acquaintance, old

man!

Kain: He has a foul tongue, but the matter of his royalty seems true enough.

Edge: Let’s not forget my dashing looks and mystifying skills.

Rydia: Edge, please! This man is injured!

Cid: Ha! So Rydia’s got you reined in with that pretty little face of hers, eh?

Edge: Qu-quiet, you!

Cid: What’s become of Golbez?

Cecil: We defeated his four archfiends, but he still holds all of the Crystals save

one.

Rosa: We would go to secure if it only the Enterprise weren’t still up on the

surface.

Kain: The enemy ship we stole cannot cross the magma.

Cid: Hmph. Doesn’t sound like you can do much at all, does it? Guess it’s up to

me again! I swear, you kids would never get anything done without me!

(Cid jumps out of bed)

Dwarf: Sir, you must stay in bed! At least until you’ve healed!
Cid: We young folk are quick to recover! There’s no time to be lounging about.

If you want me on my back again, you’d best come and lend me a hand!

Rosa: He certainly seems well enough.

Cecil: Indeed.

(Cid goes to work on the airship)

Cid: That ought to let you fly over anything you want.

Rosa: Thank you, Cid.

Cid: …

Kain: Cid!

Cid: Zzz…Zzz…

Rydia: Seems to have worn himself out.

Rosa: He always pushes himself too hard.

Cecil: Cid…Thank you for everything.

Rydia: What’s this? There’s a letter beneath his pillow. “I’m writing this letter in

case the worst should befall me. If you’re reading this, I suppose it has. Make sure you give all those baddies an extra whack on the head for me! We owe it to our late king. No, we owe it to everybody in this world—even these people down here with their lousy food! And please apologize to my daughter for me, for all I put her through with my selfishness. All my love, Cid.”

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FFIV DS Script Part Five (Zot to the Underground)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 05:03:09 GMT

Disclaimer: This is a transcription of the game's dialogue and a summary of its events. As it was transcribed by me, a fan, it's not perfect (but admittedly, not too shabby, I'd give it 98% accuracy). The characters, events, and everything within this transcription belong to Square-Enix. I am making no profit off of this, and am making it available to fans who've already played the game, and who author fanfiction to use as a REFERENCE. If you have not yet played this game, please go buy yourself a copy and play it. It's wonderful. And, just for good measure, as this is a transcription of the game and its events there are obviously SPOILERS. If you haven't played the game, DO NOT READ THIS. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Also to note...I've included the thought bubbles that were added to this version of the game because I thought they were a wonderful addition to the storyline and added new depth to the characters, enough so, to be considered part of the script itself. I did not, however, include dialogue from villagers.

(They arrive in the Tower of Zot)

Cecil: Kain!

Cid: Where’s he hidden himself!?

Kain: You need not concern yourselves with that. Golbez would like to extend his personal gratitude for your cooperation in obtaining the Crystal.

Tellah: Golbez!

Golbez: You have fulfilled your end of the bargain, and for that I am most grateful.

Tellah: Show yourself!

Golbez: I understand your desire to hasten our meeting. But first there is the matter of your reward.

Yang: Reward?

Golbez: Your dear Rosa waits with me on this tower’s highest floor. Should you succeed in reaching us, I will exchange her for the Crystal as promised.

Cecil: There was nothing said of this before!

Golbez: Nonetheless, you would do well to hurry. I cannot guarantee her life should you choose to do otherwise. We will be waiting.

[Thought bubbles upon arriving in the tower of zot]

Cecil: Hold on, Rosa!

Tellah: I’m coming for you, Golbez! You’ll suffer for what you did!

Yang: Lady Rosa! Please, wait just a little longer!

Cid: Wait for us, Rosa! We’re on our way!

(The party reaches a certain point in the tower and is stopped by…)

Sandy: Welcome to the Tower of Zot!

Cindy: It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance!

Mindy: We’re the Magus Sisters. We serve Barbariccia, the Empress of the Winds.

Sandy: I’m sandy!

Cindy: Cindy!

Mindy: Mindy!

Sandy: I’m afraid your climb is at an end.

Cindy: We’ll be taking that Crystal.

Mindy: And giving you a taste of our Delta Attack to make sure you never see your dear Rosa again!

(The party battles and defeats the Magus Sisters)

Sandy: No!

Cindy: How could our Delta Attack have failed?

Mindy: We’re through.

(The party continues onward and are encountered by Golbez)

Golbez: Impressive

Tellah: Golbez!

Cecil: Where is Rosa?

Golbez: The Crystal first.

Cecil: Rosa is safe?

Golbez: Never more so. Now, hand over the Crystal.

Cecil: As promised. *hands over Crystal* Release Rosa.

Golbez: Rosa? Whoever would that be?

Cecil: What?

Cid: He’s been playing us for fools all along!

Tellah: Your words are as twisted as your soul!

Golbez: I have no business with you, old man.

Tellah: Oh, but I have some with you! The business of the father of a murdered

daughter!

(Tellah and Golbez battle)

Golbez: Feeble old man. What can you hope to do to me?

Tellah: Meteor’s time has come at last.

Cecil: No, Tellah, you mustn’t.

Yang: You’ll be the one it destroys!

Tellah: So be it! let my life fuel the spell that will destroy him! (another line I’m

not sure on)

Golbez: Im…impossible! You—how could you know meteor?

Tellah: *falls*

Cecil: Tellah!

Golbez: Regardless, the Earth Crystal is mine. Come, Kain. (Kain falls)

Kain: …

Golbez: So, the old man’s interference severed my hold over you. No matter. Your

purpose is served. Do not think this affront will be forgiven.

Cecil: You’ll not escape this time, Golbez!

Golbez: You try my patience (attacks Cecil)

Golbez: !?

Cecil: Why…why now stay your hand?

Golbez: You’re—

Cecil: ?

Golbez: You…but—how?

Cecil: …?

Golbez: We will finish this…another time.

Yang: Cecil!

Cid: You all right?

Cecil: Yes. I’m fine, but Tellah…(they all run toward Tellah)

Tellah: Thinking I could best him…

Cid: You shouldn’t talk!

Tellah: I brought this…on myself. Letting hate consume me so…

Please..avenge…Anna.

Cecil: Tellah!

Yang: No!

Tellah: … (Tellah dies)

Cid: Come on! Open your eyes, you old fool!

Yang: Oh, Tellah…

Cid: Rest, then,… with that daughter of yours.

Cecil: Tellah…we will avenge your death and Anna’s. I swear it.

[Thought bubbles after Tellah dies]

Cecil: Golbez…why not finish me off?

Yang: Tellah sacrificed himself body and soul to that spell.

cid: Stubborn old man…Had to go and do it, didn’t you?

Cecil: Kain!

(Kain gets up)

Kain: Cecil! For…forgive me. What have I done?

Cecil: Golbez held sway over your mind. None of this was your doing.

Kain: But…I was conscious of everything. Rosa, she…I—

Cecil: Rosa! Where is she!?

Kain: Above! Quickly, we’ve no time!

Rosa: Cecil! (they run for her)

Cecil: Rosa…

Rosa: I knew you’d come for me.

Cecil: I realized the moment you left my side. Rosa, I—

Rosa: Oh, Cecil… (they embrace)

Kain: *turns away* …

Cid: Goodness gracious! Things are certainly heating up in here!

Rosa: Kain!?

Cecil: He is himself again.

Kain: Forgive me, Rosa. Not all of what I did was because of Golbez’s spell. I just wanted to keep you…to keep you by my side.

Rosa: Kain…

Kain: …

Cecil: …

Rosa: Why don’t you join us in our fight, Kain?

Kain: Rosa, Cecil…Please, accept my apologies.

Cecil: …

Cid: Hey! We don’t have time for this right now! We need to get out of here!

Cecil: Kain…let’s go.

Kain: Cecil…

Cecil: You’ll help us fight Golbez, won’t you? We could use your help now more than ever.

Kain: Certainly. Thank you, Cecil..and you, Rosa.

[Thought bubbles after Rosa and Kain join the party]

Cecil: Oh, Rosa! You’re all right!

Rosa: Thank goodness! Kain is himself again.

Yang: Why did that dragoon fall under the enemy’s spell?

Cid: We’ve got to get back to the Enterprise!

Kain: Cecil, Rosa…can you ever forgive me?

Voice: Ha ha ha ha ha ha….It seems I underestimated you. I’d not have through

you strong enough to wound lord Golbez!

Kain: Barbariccia—one of Golbez’s elemental archfiends!

Barbariccia: Kain. So you’ve betrayed us. And with all that strength, too—such a

waste!

Kain: I’ve betrayed no one, Barbariccia. I’ve returned to my senses!

Barbariccia: And you’ve grown arrogant as well, I see! I should have killed you and

Rosa both when I first has the chance. But that old wizard of yours is gone now, and Meteor with him. Allow me to amend my past mistakes!

Kain: I welcome you to try. You’re not the only one who can ride the wind,

Barbariccia!

(After the battle with Barbariccia)

Barbariccia: Traitor…You may have bested me, but the last of the four remains!

(She dies and the tower begins to shake)

Barbariccia: Not that you will ever leave this tower alive to meet him! Mwa ha ha ha

ha!

Cecil: The tower is collapsing!

Kain: She left us no escape!

Cid: Oh, I don’t like this one bit…

Rosa: Everyone, gather near! Teleport!

(The party finds themselves in Baron)

Cecil: We’re in—

Rosa: Your bedchamber, in Baron.

Cid: Should be safe enough here, now that the imposter’s gone.

Kain: Cecil, there’s something you must know.

Cid: What would that be?

Kain: It’s about the remaining crystals.

Cecil: Kain, we’ve lost the earth crystal. Golbez holds all of them now.

Kain: No, he holds four.

Rosa: You mean to say there are more?

Cid: Come to think of it, I’ve heard tales of others!

Rosa: You speak of the dark crystals.

Kain: *nods* I do.

Cid: The four of this world are Crystals of Light

Yang: And for every light, there is a shadow cast.

Cecil: Then the dark crystals are real?

Kain: Quite. Golbez holds but half of the crystals.

Cid: But even if the tales are true, how would we be able to find them?

Kain: No doubt we would not. But golbez already has.

Cecil: Then we must reach them before he does! Where are they hidden?

Kain: Where their name implies—the deep, dark bowels of the underworld.

Yang: The underworld!?

Cid: How are we s’posed to get there? Start digging?

Kain: Please. There is more. He said when all of the crystals were gathered, the way to the moon would be opened.

Cecil: The way to the moon?

Kain: I understand it no more than you. But he said that this was the key. (hands Cecil the magma stone)

Cecil: A stone.

Kain: There is a place where it must be offered, and doing so will open a path to the underworld.

Yang: A place?

Rosa: But where?

Kain: That much I do not know.

Cid: What’s to worry about? We’ve got the Enterprise! We can fly circles around the world in the blink of an eye!

Cecil: Cid, the enterprise is still at the tower of zot.

Cid: Heh! Thinking ol’ Cid’s gone senile on you, eh? I told you, didn’t I? The

enterprise is strides beyond those other ships! I’ve already flown her back to Baron by remote control!

Yang: Then I believe our course of action is decided.

Rosa: I don’t know what we’d do without you, Cid!

Cid: Me neither! Guess we’ll leave in the morning, then. No better way to start

Searching for an entrance to the underworld than with a sound night’s sleep!

Cecil: But I wonder…what made Golbez falter?

Rosa: Is something the matter?

Cecil: No, it’s nothing. We should get some rest.

[Thought bubbles after resting in Baron]

Cecil: The underworld? But how can we get there?

Rosa: I’d never dreamed there was another world beneath the surface of ours.

Yang: Dark crystals, resting beneath the earth?

Cid: Where did I hear about that? Forget the name…Aga-something?

Kain: Golbez, you will rue the day…

(Cecil approaches the well in Agart)

Cecil: What’s this!?

Kain: It’s glowing!

Cid: Let me see it. That’s strange. It’s getting warmer. Ouch! Ouch! YEOUCH! *drops stone down well*

Cecil: What in the world is happening!?

[Thought bubbles after dropped stone]

Cecil: that great chasm leads to the underworld?

Rosa: Could anything even survive beneath the surface, without sunlight?

Yang: Who could have imagined I’d one day be journeying to the underworld?

Cid: All right! We can take the Enterprise through that crater!

Kain: They must not be allowed to take the Dark Crystals!

Cecil: Those are—

Kain: The red wings!

(The Enterprise flies through a battlefield of ships and tanks)

Yang: It seems we weren’t fast enough!

Cecil: But who are they fighting?

Cid: Hold on tight! We’ve got to break through this line! Come on, enterprise! I know you’re hurting! Just hold on a bit longer for me, girl! Uh-oh!

Rosa: Cecil?

Cecil: Rosa…Is everybody all right?

Cid: Everyone but my poor ship. We won’t be able to fly her anymore. Not like this.

Cecil: Then I suppose we go by foot from here.

[Thought bubbles upon arriving in underworld]

Cecil: Such heat! We must find someplace cool to take shelter.

Rosa: This heat is unbearable! If we don’t find shelter soon…

Yang: The enemy is already here!

Cid: Just sit tight, Enterprise! We’ll be back for you—I promise!

Kain: Will Rosa be all right? It’s as hot as a forge down here.

[Thought bubbles upon entering dwarven castle]

Cecil: A castle inhabited by dwarves…

Rosa: It is cooler here, but…who are these folk?

Yang: They seem to bear us no ill will. Let us hope they are friendly.

Cid: This place was built by the same craftsmen who built those tanks.

Kain: Was it this castle’s forces we saw engaging the Red Wings?

Dwarven King: Oh-ho! So you did survive that crash!

Cecil: My pardons, Your Majesty, but might we ask your name?

Dwarven King: I am Giott, kind of the dwarves and ruler of the underworld.

Cecil: And the Dark Crystals, Your Majesty—they are truly down here?
King Giott: So, that is indeed the reason for your coming. But you do not seem to be

friends of the others, leastwise not judging from their welcome. I must apologize. We came near to shooting you out of the sky ourselves.

Kain: Are they Crystals safe?

King Giott: Would that I could say yes, but two of the four have been captured.

Yang: We are too late, then.

King Giott: This castle’s Crystal, however, remains secure. Our tank battalion was

able to repel the enemy forces.

Rosa: Those tanks we saw battling the airships were yours, then.

King Giott: Airships, you call them? The surface world must be home to many

wonders. Our tanks have long been unmatched on the battlefield, but even they are hard pressed to defend against assault from the air. I do not suppose you would be willing to lend that airship of yours to our defense?

Cid: She was damaged when we were forced down. She’ll need repairs before

she’ll be able to fly again.

King Giott: I would be happy to provide you with any materials you might need.

Cid: Then I should be able to patch her up and get her engines humming again.

But she wasn’t built to take the heat of all that magma. I’ll need to fly her back up to the surface and see if I can’t rig together some mythril plating. Best get to work!

Cecil: Cid!

Cid: No need for teary good-byes—I’m only going to go make a few upgrades!

Your kids just wait here. I’ll be back before ou even start to miss me!

Rosa: Cid…be careful.

Cid: Oh, don’t you go falling in love with me too now, Rosa! (cid leaves)

Cecil: Your Majesty, where is this castle’s Crystal kept?

King Giott: Where it is most secure—in the hidden chamber behind my throne. As

long as there is light left in my eyes, our Crystal is safe.

Yang: !

Cecil: What is it, Yang?

Yang: Someone is eavesdropping!

King Giott: What!?

Cecil: There’s no one here but us.

Yang: I felt a presence behind that wall!

King Giott: Open the door!

Guards: Yes, lali!

(Everyone runs into the Crystal room and find the door is locked behind them)

Kain: The door’s been barred shut!

Voices: Yip-ho-ho!

Cecil: What are those!?

Rosa: Dolls? (dolls appear)

Dolls: We are Calcabrina! Adorable dolls! Terrible dolls! You are mindless

cretins! Charging into unknown halls… We’ll cut your strings! We’ll cut your strings! Lord Golbez will be pleased! Yip-ho-ho

(The party battles the Calcabrina and defeats them)

Calcabrina: They beat us! We’re through. But now he knows where the last Crystal is.

He’ll be here soon to take revenge! Lord Golbez…

Cecil: What!?

Golbez: Our paths cross once again. (Golbez appears)

Cecil: Golbez!

Golbez: I believe we have a score to settle. It is terribly unfortunate that you lack

the boon of Meteor this time around. But first, allow me to tel you my purpose in gathering the Crystals. Consider it a prize for your small victory before. There are eight Crystals in total—those of light and darkness combined. Together, they form the key to reactivating the Tower of Babil, and thereby they gate to the moon. The moon is said to conceal power that transcends the limits of human comprehension. This crystal is the seventh. Only a single one remains to be taken, and they way will be open. Much of this, of course, was only possible because of you. It would not do to let such aid go unrewarded. Take this—

(Golbez attacks the party and summons a shadow dragon that one by one kills the party members)

Golbez: Ha ha ha! That is all the power you posses? A pity. (He paralyzes the

party) Your eyes should still be free. Open them, and gaze upon true terror! Come forth, my creature of shadow! Farewell, Cecil.

(The Mist Eidolon appears and destroys the shadow dragon)

Golbez: An Eidolon. My shadow dragon. Destroyed my mere mist.

Voice: It’s all right. You can move now! (Cecil is un-paralyzed)

Cecil: That voice…

(Rydia appears and Golbez is defeated)

Golbez: This cannot…this cannot be! (he falls)

Cecil: We…we did it! We defeated him!

Rosa: Rydia! You saved our lives.

Cecil: But, what’s happened to you?

Rydia: When we were attacked, Leviathan swallowed me and carried me to the

land of the Eidolons

Cecil: The land of the Eidolons?

Rydia: The Feymarch—the place they call home. I lived among them and

befriended them. I can’t use white magic anymore, but my summoning and black magic have grown stronger. Time flows differently in the Feymarch, though…

Rosa: So that’s why you’ve grown so much?

Kain: Who is she, Cecil?

Cecil: This is Rydia, of Mist

Kain: That child!?

Yang: This is a surprise indeed.

Cecil: But, why would you come to save us? If it weren’t for us, your mother—

Rydia: Don’t say another word! The queen of the Eidolons told me this: the

wheels of a fate greater than us all are turning now. She told me we must stand against it…and we must stand together.

Cecil: Rydia...thank you.

(Meanwhile, Golbez stands and stumbles toward the Crystal)

Golbez: Death…will not claim dominions over me (steals the crystal and vanishes)

Cecil: The crystal!

(In the throne room)

Cecil: Forgive us. Golbez escaped, and with the crystal.

King Giott: There was little any of us could have done to stop that, it seems. But now

only one Crystal remains. We must guard it with our lives

Rosa: Where is the final one hidden?

King Giott: In the sealed cave to the southwest. Golbez left in that direction, but have

no fear. The entrance is warded, and cannot be breached without the proper key. And so I have a favor to ask of you.

Cecil: It is our fault your Crystal was taken. If there is anything we can do to be

of aid, we will most certainly cooperate.

King Giott: Golbez makes for the Sealed Cave. This is the opportune moment for us to

turn the tables. While he is chasing after the final Crystal, you can enter the Tower of Babil and reclaim the other seven.

Kain: The Tower of Babil?

Yang: You would have us march into the enemy’s own fortress!?

King Giott: Yes—while our tanks create a diversion. The enemy’s forces will be

drawn out to fight.. While they are occupied, you will have a chance to slip in and retrieve the Crystal. Wait until Golbez returns, and that chance is lost.

Kain: What do you think?

Rydia: About walking willingly into an enemy stronghold?

Rosa: It would be dangerous, to be certain.

Yang: But to risk nothing is to gain nothing.

Kain: And King Giott speaks true. We must act now, while Golbez is away, if we are to act at all.

Cecil: Very well. We will do as you ask.

King Giott: Excellent! In the basement of this castle is an entrance to a tunnel that will

lead you near the Tower. Oh, and I’d almost forgotten! I want you to have this. Please go as soon as you’ve made ready. I wish you the best of luck!

[Thought bubbles after Rydia rejoins party]

Cecil: Rydia…I’m so glad you survived.

Rosa: Rydia…You’ve grown so much!

Kain: Only a single Crystal remains. We must make haste!

Yang: Oh, Rydia, you survived! But, how could you have aged so quickly?

Rydia: Cecil has changed, too. I barely recognized him.

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FFIV DS Script Part Four (Yang's Return to the Tower of Zot)

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[Thought bubbles after Yang joins party]

Cecil: There is an abandoned waterway in town that leads to the castle.

Porom: This monk trusts Cecil, too.

Yang: Manipulated by my own enemy…for this, I must atone.

Tellah: Baron—the home of those accursed Red Wings!

Palom: To the castle full of enemies, then! This should be exciting!

[Thought bubbles upon entering the waterway]

Cecil: Has everyone remaining in the castle gone over to the enemy?

Porom: Foul things lurk in forgotten places.

Yang: The darkness is gone from him. From his armor, and his soul as well.

Tellah: I sense monsters about. This must be their infernal lair!

Palom: Ugh…awfully musty and moldy…

[Thought bubbles upon entering the castle]

Cecil: What’s become of His Majesty? I hope Cid is all right.

Porom: Odd…I hardly sense any humans here at all.

Yang: Things are too quiet here. Something is amiss.

Tellah: There is strong evil in this place. Perhaps he is here.

Palom: Wow! This is the castle where Cecil grew up?

(The party enters the castle of Baron and makes their way to the throne room…)

Baigan: Lord Cecil! You’re alive!

Cecil: Baigan…tell me you’ve not joined him, too.

Baigan: Him?

Cecil: Golbez.

Baigan: I am captain of His Majesty’s royal guard, Cecil. My loyalty belongs to Baron, now as ever.

Cecil: Forgive me, then. I’d heard that Cid is being held here. Is it true?

Baigan: I fear it is. I led my men here in hopes of rescuing him, but…only I survived.

Cecil: I see. Will you come with us, then? Your blade would be most welcome.

Baigan: Consider it yours, my lord.

(The group moves forward through the corridor, but the twins stop)

Cecil: What is it?

Palom: Something stinks.

Porom: I smell it, too…a monster’s stench.

Baigan: What!? Be on your guard, my lord!

Palom: Hmph. His acting stinks, too.

Porom: You would expect him to try a little harder to fool us, wouldn’t you?

Cecil: So you have gone over!

Baigan: Why must you keep accusing me of being some kind of traitor? I’m merely repaying a great man for the wonderful gift he gave me. Behold! (he transforms into a monster)

(After the battle)

Palom: You shouldn’t be so quick to trust people!

Cecil: Even Baigan…

[Thought bubbles after defeating Baigan]

Cecil: Then it’s true. His Majesty must be as Baigan was.

Porom: A man turned monster in body and mind…how horrid!

Yang: Had I remained under their spell, I may have become like him as well.

Tellah: The evil is growing thick. It seems to be coming from the throne room.

Palom: I suppose it would be hard on him—this used to be his home.

(The party enters the throne room)

King of Baron: Cecil, you’ve returned at last! And all the stronger for your journey, by

the looks of it.

Cecil: Your majesty…

King of Baron: Oh, and look at you! You’ve become a…a paladin, is it? I’m afraid that

won’t do at all.

Cecil: My liege?

King of Baron: Your liege? Who might that be? Oh, I think I’ve just remembered! You

must mean that old fool who refused to surrender up this kingdom. Yes, that’s it—the king of Baron! It’s his part I’ve been playing all this time. Ha ha ha ha ha!

Cecil: What have you done with the king?

King of Baron: Would you like to go and see him, this king of yours? You’d best not

mistake me for another Scarmiglione. How one as weak as he came to be crowned an archfiend is something I will never know. Mwa ha ha!

Cecil: Then you’re one of them!

King of Baron: I am the Drowned King, Cagnazzo—archfiend of water and sworn

servant of Golbez! Bow down before me!

(The party battles Cagnazzo and defeats him. Cid bursts into the room moments later.)

Cid: Filthy imposter! You’ve got another thing coming if you think you can keep me locked up in a musty old sty like that! Eh?

Cecil Cid!

Cid: Cecil! You’re alive! You had me worried, you…you…you!

Cecil: I’m sorry.

Cid: What about Rosa!? She ran off after you—said she was sure you were still alive. But we haven’t seen her since.

Cecil: She was…taken by Golbez.

Cid: While you were with her!? How could you let that happen!? Hmph…Golbez, eh? Not enough for him to use my airships like that—has to go and take Rosa, too!

Tellah: And she is in danger. So if you wouldn’t mind leading us to this flying ship of yours, perhaps we could talk on the way!

Cid: Who’s this testy old-timer think he is?

Tellah: One might ask the same of you!

Cid: Me? You’re calling me old?

Porom: Please, let’s not argue! You’re Cid, right? This is Tellah, a great sage and wizard. That is Yang, grandmaster of the Fabulian monks. My name is Porom. I’m an apprentice mage from Mysidia.

Palom: Grown old men, acting like children…

Porom: The one who doesn’t know how to mind his tongue is my twin brother, Palom.

Palom: hmph! Goody-goody!

Yang: It is an honor to meet you, sir. But I fear our situation does dictate haste.

Cid: Oh, now there’s a man who knows some manners!

Cecil: Cid, where is this new airship of yours?

Cid: Heh heh… The one place nobody would ever think to look! I thought it might come in handy one day, so—

Tellah: We don’t have time for this blathering! Rosa’s life is at stake!

Cid: I know that! No need to be shouting about it, I heard you the first time. Well, then—follow me!

(The group enters the throne room’s antechamber)

Cagnazzo: Ha ha ha ha ha! The Drowned King, Cagnazza, deposed! But the wicked are not wont to fall alone. In life, I was terrible---in death steeped in terror greater still. Drink long and deep of it ere you die! I’ll save a briny pit for you in hell. Mwa ha ha ha ha ha!

Tellah: The walls!

Cid: It’s barred!

Tellah: This one, too!

(Everyone goes to push the walls)

Palom and Porom: *nod to each other*

Cecil: Palom! Porom!?

Palom: Cecil…we’ll miss you!

Porom: It was almost like we’d gained an older brother.

Tellah: What’s gotten into you two?

Palom: We won’t let you all die like this!

Porom: Tellah, look after Cecil for us!

Palom: Together! Now!

Porom: Right!

Both: Break!

Cecil: Palom…Porom…

Tellah: They turned themselves to stone? Hold on, now…Esuna! Fools…it any of us had to die, it ought to have been me.

Yang: They were …only children

Cid: I’ll fire up the Enterprise! We’ll venge ‘em both!

Cecil: You will answer for this, Golbez!

(Meanwhile…)

Golbez: He slew Cagnazzo as well. The man has become a force to be reckoned with.

Kain: With regards to the final Crystal, my lord—

Golbez: I am aware of the situation. The complications are most troublesome.

Kain: What if you were to have Cecil retrieve it for you?

Golbez: Cecil?

Kain: He cannot refuse. We hold Rosa. We could offer an exchange—the Crystal for her life.

Golbez: Indeed…and when he brings it to us, we can finish him then. Very well.

Kain: I will go and deliver the terms.

Rosa: Kain!

Kain: I am more than Cecil will ever be. You’ll see that soon enough.

(Back in Baron)

Cecil: It’s right here at the castle?

Cid: The darkest place is under the candlestick, or so they say! Who would look for it here?

Yang: Incredible!

Tellah: You mean to tell me this ship can sail the skies?

Cid: Sorry to have kept you down here for so long, my sweet Enterprise! (the airship takes off) Guess it’s time to be off then, eh? Let me show you what she can do!

Cecil: Wait!

Yang: That’s—

Tellah: --a white flag? (another airship approaches and a gangplank is laid between the two ships)

Cecil: Kain.

Kain: So, you did survive. Impressive.

Cid: Kain! What in the world’s gotten into you? (Cecil holds Cid back)

Cecil: Where’s Rosa? She’s safe, I trust.

Kain: Heh. Worried about her, are you? If you wish to see Rosa live, fetch me the Earth Crystal from the land of Troia

Cecil: What?

Tellah: A craven play!

Kain: I’ll make contact once you have it. You’d do well to hurry. If you value Rosa’s life

Yang: How dare you!

Cecil: Open your eyes to what you’re doing Kain!

Kain: This meeting…is over.

Yang: What do we do?

Cid: Blast that Kain…

Cecil: We make for Troia. Cid, set us on a course for the northwest.

[Thought bubbles after defeating Cagnazzo]

Cecil: Thank goodness! Rosa is still all right.

Yang: I sense more from that man than simple malice.

Tellah: Grr! Where are you, Golbez!?

Cid: But, Kain’s not the sort to turn on his friends like that!

[Thought bubbles after arriving in Troia]

Cecil: Kain…what must I do to bring you back to your senses?

Tellah: The land flourishes from the Earth Crystal’s boons. Intriguing…

Yang: I pray that Rydia and Edward are safe as well.

Cid: They say there’re chocobos that can fly in the woods around here.

(The party arrives in Troia and finds Edward ill in bed)

Cecil: Edward!

Edward: Cecil…so, you survived, too. You cannot know how I’ve worried. I…I must fight by your side again!

Tellah: Fight? Fight to stay on your feet, perhaps! Don’t be a fool. You need to rest and recover.

Edward: Tellah…you are well, then. Please, accept my apologies for what happened to…to Anna. She died because…because of me.

Tellah: …

Edwar: Know that I am…truly…*cough*

Yang: Edward, you mustn’t strain yourself to speak!

Edward: Yang…you’re alive, too. What…what of Rydia?

Yang: …I could not save her.

Edward: I see. The poor child…Forgive me. All of you are fighting, and I but lie in bed.

Cid: Don’t you worry. Me and my Enterprise are taking up the slack. I hear you risked your neck for Cecil and Rosa. Now it’s my turn. You just leave things to ol’ Cid for a while!

Edward: You’re Cid? Then, you escaped with an airship? Wait…Cecil, what’s become of Rosa?

Cecil: She remains captive. They’ve demanded Troia’s Earth Crystal in exchange for her life. But the Crystal is already gone—stolen by a dark elf.

Edward: A dark elf, you say? (gets up) Cecil, I want you to have this.

Cecil: What is it?

Edward: The only way that I can accompany you now. Please, carry it with you. (Edward gives Cecil whisperweed) Cecil…you must save Rosa!

[Thought bubbles after finding Edward]

Cecil: Edward survived. But, Rydia…

Tellah: That young man—trying to push himself so…

Yang: Edward, you survived! What of Rydia, I wonder?

Cid: Hmph…old curmudgeon. Seems he’s got his reasons, though.

[Thought bubbles before entering the Lodestone Cavern]

Cecil: Why would Edward ask us to carry these stalks of grass?

Tellah: He seemed to know something of this dark elf.

Yang: If the cavern possesses a magnetic field, would metals not be affected?

Cid: A magnetized cavern…Wonder how that could be put to use…

(The party enters the Lodestone Cave)

Cid: The magnetic field in this cave is unbelievable! Better remove all our metal armor and weapons if we want to be able to move in here.

Yang: My claws don’t seem to be affected.

Tellah: And we have my magic as well. There’s nothing to fear!

[Thought bubbles upon entering cavern]

Cecil: I cannot wield a sword in here. Even metal armor is useless.

Tellah: Such a strong magnetic field…Let us pray my magic holds out.

Yang: Swords may not avail us, but I can still use my fists!

Cid: Didn’t expect it to be this strong! Can’t even use metal equipment…

(The party reaches the Dark Elf’s Crystal room)

Dark elf: I applaud your perseverance. But the Earth Crystal is mine, and I will not

surrender it. Your journey ends here. Do you truly think those pitiful weapons of yours a match for my spells?

Yang: Cecil!

Tellah: Leave this one to us!

(They are defeated by the dark elf)

Cecil: If only I could…wield my sword!

Edward: They’re…in danger! (pulls himself out of bed)

Doctor and Nurse: Prince Edward, what’s come over you!? You’re in no condition to be

moving!

Edward: I’ll be fine. I…I need only reach my harp—urgh!

Doctor and Nurse: Please, you must return to your bed! You’ve not regained the strength

for such exertion!

Edward: No. I am the only one…the only one who can save them!

(Edward struggles to reach his harp and then begins to play a melody that reaches the Crystal chamber where Cecil and the others have fallen.)

Yang: Oh.

Tellah: That beautiful sound…

Cecil: It’s Edward’s harp!

Dark elf: What is this torturous noise!? No! Nooooooo!

Edward: Strike now, Cecil! He will not be able to maintain the strength of the magnetic field while I am playing. Take up your sword! You will be able to wield it now.

Cecil: Right!

[Thought bubbles after Edward’s intervention]

Cecil: Thank you, Edward! Now my sword is free again!

Tellah: Edward’s harp bears this kind of power!?

Yang: So this was the purpose of the whisperweed!

Cid: Oh! The magnetic field’s been neutralized!

Dark elf: Gah! How dare you!? I will kill you all!

(The party battles the dark elf again, but this time wins)

Dark elf: No! How did that cursed sound reach this place? With the Crystal…I was to have life…eternal. Ugh…(dark elf dies)

Cecil: Thank you, Edward!

[Thought bubbles after defeating the dark elf]

Cecil: The Earth Crystal…with this, we can save Rosa!

Tellah: Overexerting himself yet again…

Yang: How did Edward know of the dark elf’s weakness?

Cid: The Earth Crystal! Now, to get Rosa back…

[Thought bubbles upon returning to Troia]

Cecil: First we must return the Crystal to the Epopts.

Tellah: Did he not say they would make contact when we had the Crystal?

Yang: Should we lose this Crystal, the enemy will have gained them all.

Cid: We got the Earth Crystal. Where are you, Kain!?

(The party returns to Troia and speaks to Edward)

Edward: You did it, didn’t you?

Cecil: Thanks to you, Edward.

Edward: You needn’t thank me. It was the only thing I could do.

Cid: How did you know that song would beak his spell?

Edward: I learned that tune some years ago, while traveling as a bard. It is a melody used to ward off evil fey. I thought perhaps it might serve to disrupt his concentration.

Yang: We owe you our lives.

Edward: Me? No, I…I only--*cough cough*

Cecil: Edward?

Edward: Tellah, I…

Tellah: Dwell on it no more. Anna was happy to have been loved by a man as brave as you.

Edward: Tellah…

Tellah: All you need concern yourself with now is your health. Rest, and grow strong again. I will see the debt for Anna’s death repaid—with Meteor. And I shall do it for the both of us, Edward.

Edward: Thank you.

Cecil: You have more courage than you realize, Edward.

Edward: I believe I understand now what Anna was trying to tell me. And please…save Rosa…

(The party goes to the main hall to speak with the Epopts)

Epopt 1: The Crystal!

Epopt 2: The Earth Crystal is returned!

Epopt 3: You truly managed to reclaim it!

Epopt 4: At last!

Kain: I see you have the Crystal.

Cid: I know that voice!

Cecil: Kain!

Kain: Exit the castle and board your airship. I will take you to the tower where Rosa is held.

[Thought bubbles after meeting with the epopts]

Cecil: Kain, you cannot truly…!

Tellah: All I need is one chance t get near Golbez!

Yang: It is difficult to believe they’ll surrender Rosa so easily.

Cid: We have to save Rosa—and get Kain to come back to his senses!

(The party boards the airship and is approached by another ship)

Kain: Where is the Earth Crystal?

Cecil: Right here. And Rosa?

Kain: She is at the Tower of Zot. Follow our ship. We will lead you there.

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FFIV DS Script Part Three (Shipwreck in Mysidia to Yang's Return)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 04:49:56 GMT

Cecil: …uhn…ugh. Where am I? Rydia! Edward!? Yang? I’m alone, then.

[Thought Bubbles After the Shipwreck]

Cecil: Am I the only one who survived?

[Thought Bubbles Upon Entering Mysidia]

Cecil: Strange that fate would return me here, to atone for my sins.

(Cecil enters the Mysidian Hall)

Elder: You are the dark knight who came here before. Why have you returned to this hallowed hall?

Cecil: My name is Cecil, and until recently I served as Lord Captain of Baron’s airship fleet. When I came before, I did so at the orders of my king—orders I lacked the courage to disobey.

Elder: You’ve come to apologize, then? Words do not heal wounds, dark knight, nor do they restore life’s flame to those whose candles you have doused.

Cecil: …

Elder: But I do see a glimmer of light in you that did not show itself before. I will hear your words.

Cecil: I seek to stop a man named Golbez who has taken control of Baron. I was on my way to rescue a friend he holds captive when Leviathan struck our ship. I do not know what became of my companions.

Elder: That was no doubt a part of the test that has been ordained for you. As long as you lean upon that dark sword for strength, you have no hope of defeating the evil foe you face. You hunt a monster, but in so doing you become one. Slowly but surely, the darkness will taint your soul as well, until one day nothing else remains. If you truly wish to cleanse yourself of darkness and face this man of whom you speak, then you must go to Mount Ordeals in the east. Destiny awaits you there.

Cecil: But, my friend—she is in danger!

Elder: This friend means much to you, doesn’t she? But you must not let fear drive you to haste. The fate that hangs about your shoulders is one far greater than you know. First you must ascend the mountain, and trade your dark sword for one of light. Should the hallowed light deem you worthy, you will be made a paladin—a warrior of virtue. But know it will be no easy trial. Many are the men who have scaled the mountain, but not one has returned. Will you try where all others have failed?

Cecil: I will.

Elder: Good. But you will have little chance with that dark sword alone. I shall provide two mages to accompany you. Palom! Porom!

Girl: Did you need something?

Elder: Where is Palom?

Girl: Oh, that brother of mine…!

Boy: *dramatic entrance* So, you’re that filthy dark knight from Baron! I’m only helping you because he told me to. You’d better be thankful!

Cecil: These are the two mages?

Elder: Yes. Twins—Palom and Porom. They are young, and still in their apprenticeship, but I can vouch for their abilities.

Boy: What he means is that I’m Mysidia’s most esteemed magical prodigy, and you’re incredibly lucky to have me along!

Elder: Palom! This is for your training as much as it is for him.

Girl: Your name is Cecil, right? Pleased to meet you. Palom!

Boy: Right…Nice to meet you.

Elder: Go now! The trials of the mountain await. Palom, Porom…I trust you will not fail in this task.

[Thought bubbles after the twins join the party]

Cecil: Can this mountain truly wash away my bloodstained past?

Porom: I don’t think he’s really a bad person.

Palom: All right! Finally, a chance to use my magic in battle!

(The party arrives on the mountain and is encountered by a wall of fire.)

Porom: I believe this is your area of expertise, Palom.

Palom: As if you needed to tell me that! *casts blizzard* And that, my friends, is how it’s done!

Porom: *thwack* Palom! How many times has our elder said you mustn’t be so arrogant? Well, then! Let’s continue onward!

(Meanwhile…)

Golbez: Scarmglione!

*fiend appears*

Scarmiglione: Ever at your ssservice, my lord.

Golbez: This…Cecil. I fear we can ignore him no longer. Let us clip his wings, before he flies beyond our reach. The young man is a dark knight. His blade will be all but useless against your legion of the undead—at least for now. He ascends Mount Ordeals even as we speak.

Scarmiglione: He meansss to become a paladin?

Golbez: Yes. And I mean to see that he does not. The manner of his passing I leave to you.

Scarmiglione: Worry not. It shall be as you wish.

Golbez: Then go!

Scarmiglione: My lord.

Golbez: (turns to Kain) Things have grown interesting, haven’t they, Kain?

Kain: Yes, my lord. But you had best not underestimate Cecil’s strength.

Golbez: I understand your respect for him. He was once your friend. And that is precisely why I sent Scarmiglione instead of you. He is one of my four elemental archfiends. Such a match should provide more than ample entertainment. Would you not agree, Rosa?

Kain: I should be the one to slay him!

Golbez: As you so skillfully did before? No, your place is here, guarding her.

Kain: Yes, my lord.

Rosa: Cecil, be careful!

(Back on the mountainside…the party has continued their ascent and encounter…)

Cecil: Tellah!

Tellah: Cecil? So, you came seeking Meteor, too.

Cecil: Meteor?

Porom: You know about Meteor? Then you must be—

Palom: You’re that old sage Tellah, aren’t you?

Porom: Palom! Show some respect! Ahem! It’s truly an honor to meet you. We’ve come here at the request of the elder of Mysidia.

Palom: To keep an eye on…*Porom thwacks him*

Porom: Pardon me. As I was saying, we’ve come to guide Cecil to the top of the

mountain. My name is Porom.

Palom: I’m Palom! So, you really are that old wizard! You’re famous in Mysidia, you know. Never thought I’d meet you in a place like this!

Tellah: Mysidian children…I see. Where have Edward and Rydia gone?

Cecil: Our ship was attacked by Leviathan as we sailed for Baron. They are…they were lost to the sea.

Tellah: So, they both died.

Cecil: I’m afraid so. And Rosa has fallen into Golbez’s hands.

Palom: That must be his girlfriend!

Porom: Hush!

Cecil: Weren’t you planning to go after Golbez?

Tellah: Yes, but my magic is no match for a man of his strength. I’ve been searching for the legendary magic of Meteor. It has long lain sealed away, and I know not where. But I feel a powerful aura radiating from this place. I believe the spell I seek may well rest within this mountain.

Porom: But that spell is dangerous! If a man of your age were to cast it—

Tellah: I am well aware of my age, and of the dangers! But I would gladly lay aside my own life, if it meant the end of his. I will defeat Golbez!

Cecil: …

Palom: Hmph! Grownups…always have to be so pigheaded!

Porom: Well, you’re certainly not in danger of growing up any time soon, so why don’t you just keep quiet?

Tellah: Why have you come here, Cecil?

Cecil: To become a paladin. A dark sword cannot slay Golbez, and I’ve no love of the loathsome thing as it is. I’ll be glad to be rid of it.

Palom: Who’s Golbez?

Porom: You really don’t know anything, do you? He’s the one manipulating Baron!

Tellah: Yes, the root of all this foul madness! (turning back to Cecil) A paladin, you say? It seems my hunch was not mistaken. There is more to this mountain than appearances betray. Why don’t we continue on together?

[Thought bubbles after Tellah rejoins party]

Cecil: Tellah came here, too. This peak must hold some secret.

Porom: What could possibly break the seal on Meteor?

Tellah: What can Golbez do against the powers of Meteor and a paladin?

Palom: I guess even the world’s greatest sage can’t overcome old age.

(The party approaches the mountain’s summit)

*hiss*

Porom: Palom! Stop making noises!

Palom: I didn’t make any noises!

*hiss*

Porom: I told you to stop that!

Palom: I’m not doing anything!

*hiss*

Tellah: An evil presence is drawing near.

Voice: Such pleasure I will take in delivering you to the gatesss of hell!

Cecil: Who’s there!?

(A fiend appears)

Fiend: I am the oarsmen who will ferry you beyond the veil! The Blighted Despot, Scarmiglione—archfiend of earth, and first of Golbez’s circle of four! My undead children hunger to feassst upon your flesh!

(The party fights Scarmiglione and defeats him)

[Thought bubbles after defeating the first incarnation of Scarmiglione]

Cecil: An elemental archfiend…there must be something here.

Porom: That was over too quickly. I have a bad feeling about all this.

Tellah: An elemental archfiend? Hmph. The murderer has some powerful pawns.

Palom: I could have beaten that one alone with my magic!

Scarmiglione: Impressssive…but my true strength lies in death! And now, you shall join

me in it! Those who see this face must die! I will ssssmite your ruin upon the mountainside!

(The party fights and defeats Scarmiglione again)

Scarmiglione: No…I will not be defeated by the likesss of you! Ugh…gahhh

[Thought bubbles after defeating second incarnation of Scarmiglione]

Cecil: An elemental archfiend…a fearsome foe, to be sure.

Porom: How terrible! That…thing was no longer human at all!

Tellah: What manner of foul creature would choose undeath of its own free will?

Palom: Y-you mean, there are more where he came from!?

(The party enters the shrine at the top of the mountain)

Voice: My son…at last, you have arrived.

Cecil: Son? Whose voice speaks to me!?

Voice: Long have I awaited this—the day that you would come. A tragedy unfolds now which pains me more than you can know. To end it, I will gift to you my light. Though in so doing, I condemn myself to sorrow greater still. But the hour is late. No other road remains. The time has come. Bid farewell to your bloodstained past. Forsake the darkness you once embraced, or the light will find no hold. Vanquish the dark knight! You and he are one no more!

(Cecil transforms into a paladin and his dark knight self appears and steps through the mirror)

Tellah: There are two of him!

Palom: What’s happening?

Palom: Cecil!

Porom: Look out!

Cecil: Stay back. This is a fight for me and me alone. My atonement for all the sins I’ve wrought—my test. And one I do not mean to fail.

(In Cecil’s battle with himself)

Voice: Justice and retribution (this section needs to be filled still) There are victories of greater worth. Someday you will know. Go forth now, Cecil. Your virtue is proven. I will instill you now with hallowed light, formed of my very soul. May it be your strength, though it be the last of mine. My son…you must stop Golbez!

(After Cecil’s battle…)

Cecil: W-wait!

Porom: Are you all right?

Palom: He really did it after all.

Porom: shh!

Cecil: What is this warmth I’m feeling? It’s so…familiar.

Tellah: Oh!

Porom: Tellah?

Tellah: My spells…I remember! I remember all of them! What’s this? Me…teor? That light must have granted it to me. The most powerful black magic of all, mine at long last!

Porom: Amazing! You truly are as great a wizard as they say

Palom: Hey, Porom…don’t you think we should tell him now?

Porom: Umm, Cecil…

Palom: You see, we—

Tellah: All right! With this, we are made ready at last. Let us bring the fight to Golbez! Cecil! What are you standing about for? We must hurry!

Cecil: Yes, of course. That light…it called me its son.

Palom: Hey, wait for me!

Porom: Cecil, we’d best go with them!

Cecil: Right…let’s go.

[Thought bubbles after becoming a paladin]

Cecil: That voice…it said “my son”

Porom: That voice belonged to Cecil’s--! Did the elder know all along?

Tellah: Mark my words, Golbez! Anna will be avenged—with meteor!

Palom: He really became a paladin!

Elder: You’re returned—and a dark knight no longer!

Porom: Just as you can see!

Palom: I didn’t think he’d be able to do it, either!

Cecil: “Either?”

Elder: Forgive me. It pained me to do so, but I sent these two along to keep watch on you—to ensure your intentions were pure. It seems there was no need. Palom, Porom…you’ve done a fine job.

Palom: Well, now you know.

Porom: I’m terribly sorry I couldn’t tell you.

Cecil: No. You were well within your rights, after all I’ve done.

Elder: But those deeds are behind you now. You are a paladin! Where did you get that sword!?

Cecil: I received it on the mountaintop.

Elder: The writing engraved on its blade…Those are the words of a legend passed down in Mysidia.

Cecil: A legend?

Birthed from womb of Dragons’ maw

And borne unto the stars

By light and darkness held aloft

Are dreamtide oaths resworn.

Moon is swathed in ever-light,

Ne’er again to know eclipse

Earth, with hallowed bounty reconciled.

Cecil: The light on the mountain called me its son. Whose was the voice I heard?

Elder: I do not know what the light you saw was, nor do I know what the legend foretells. All I know is that we Mysidians have been told for generations to pray for its realization. To pray—and to trust in the one who bears the hallowed light. I believe that one may be you.

Tellah: Then all that remains is to put an end to Golbez, as quickly as we can!

Elder: Oh, Tellah! Is that truly you?

Tellah: It has been ages, my friend.

Porom: We met Tellah on the mountain.

Palom: He learned Meteor up there!

Elder: Meteor? Then what is happening now must be of a magnitude great enough to shatter even those ancient seals.

Tellah: It would seem so. And now I have the means to avenge Anna.

Elder: Avenge her?

Tellah: Golbez killed her. And now I will do the same for him!

Elder: Tellah, my friend…Let hatred drive your thoughts, and it will be your undoing. Meteor would destroy you if you tried to use it now.

Tellah: If I should die, so be it! What he’s done must not go unpunished.

Elder: Stubborn as ever, I see. You’ve not changed a bit.

Tellah: Nor you.

Elder: But young Cecil has become a paladin now. If the two of you work together, you just might have a chance.

Cecil: But if we are to face Golbez, we’ll need an airship. We must go to Baron.

Elder: Very well. I will reopen the entrance to the Devil’s Road. As a paladin, you should be able to walk it safely. I will retire to the Tower of Prayer, and pray for your success. Go now. The fate of the world rests in your hands!

Cecil: Thank you.

Elder: Palom! Porom! You need accompany Cecil no more. Your work is done.

Palom: No it isn’t! You told us to help him, didn’t you? To see things through to the end.

Porom: Please, Elder, let us go, too!

Elder: Oh, you two…Very well. The light on Mount Ordeals accepted you as well. This may very well be your destiny. I cannot leave Mysidia, but perhaps you can aid Cecil and Tellah where I cannot. Cecil, Tellah…You’ll look after them, won’t you?

Cecil: But, they’re only—

Palom: Only what? You’ve seen what we can do!

Porom: Well, you have, haven’t you?

Tellah: Fear not, I’ll be along as well. They will be safe.

Cecil: Then I suppose there’s no reason to object.

Palom: Woo-hoo! All right! We’re going!

Porom: This isn’t a picnic we’re going on, Palom

Elder: The entrance to the Devil’s Road lies within a small structure on the east side of town. It will lead you to Baron. I will be in the Tower, praying for you and all the life upon this earth. Luck be with you.

[Thoughts after meeting with the elder]

Cecil: I fear to think what’s become of Baron.

Porom: Baron may be Cecil’s homeland, but we’d best be careful there now.

Tellah: What do you know of it, Elder? Vengeance is all that’s left to me.

Palom: Finally…no more boring training! I wonder what it’ll be like there?

[Thought bubbles upon entering Baron]

Cecil: To think my return to Baron would be like this…

Porom: The villagers are all going about their lives normally. Strange…

Tellah: The Devil’s Road exacts a high toll. I could do to rest at an inn.

Palom: Wow! So this is Baron! I’ve never seen anything like it!

(The party enters the Inn at Baron and find…)

Cecil: Yang!? Yang, is that you? Praise be, I’d thought you for dead!

Yang: And you are…?

Cecil: Ah, I suppose you wouldn’t recognize me like this. It is I, Yang—Cecil!

Yang: Cecil! I’ve searched long and hard for you. This man is a traitor to the king of Baron! Seize him!

Soldiers: Sir!

(They fight and the guards are defeated)

Cecil: Yang, do you not know me!?

Yang: Oh, I know you well, blackguard!

Cecil: See my face, Yang!

Yang: Die, curs!

Cecil: It’s Cecil, and I am no enemy!

Yang: Yah! Ugh…

(They battle Yang back to his senses)

Yang: Cecil? We…we were attacked by…by Leviathan, weren’t we? I remember little after that.

Tellah: Baron must have been taking advantage of your amnesia, using you to its own ends.

Yang: Forgive me.

Cecil: What of Rydia and Edward?

Yang: Rydia…Rydia was swallowed by Leviathan. I do not know Prince Edward’s fate.

Cecil: I see.

Yang: Where are we?

Cecil: We’re in Baron. And we’d best not talk here, lest any guards overhear us. Let’s see if we can find a room.

(While in a room of the Inn)

Yang: Who might this gentleman be?

Cecil: This is the great sage Tellah. His daughter and Edward were—

Tellah: She loved him enough to give her life for his.

Yang: My condolences for your loss. My name is Yang, and I am a monk of Fabul.

Palom: I’m the great Palom, magical prodigy of Mysidia!

Porom: Please, forgive my brother’s lack of manners. I’m Porom, his twin sister.

Palom: You sure beat us up good! (I’m not entirely sure on this line as I accidentally skipped past it)

Porom: Palom!

Yang: I’ve disgraced myself.

Cecil: We’ve no time to dwell on what is done. We need to rescue Cid.

Tellah: But how? I do not think we will gain easy entrance to that castle.

Yang: *hands Cecil a key* What if you had this?

Cecil: A master key! Of course, you were serving in the royal guard! With this, there should be a way.

Final Fantasy IV DS Script Part Two (Antlion Quest to Leviathan's Attack)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 04:33:08 GMT

Re-statement of Disclaimer: This is a transcription of the game's dialogue and a summary of its events. As it was transcribed by me, a fan, it's not perfect (but admittedly, not too shabby, I'd give it 98% accuracy). The characters, events, and everything within this transcription belong to Square-Enix. I am making no profit off of this, and am making it available to fans who've already played the game, and who author fanfiction to use as a REFERENCE. If you have not yet played this game, please go buy yourself a copy and play it. It's wonderful. And, just for good measure, as this is a transcription of the game and its events there are obviously SPOILERS. If you haven't played the game, DO NOT READ THIS. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Also to note...I've included the thought bubbles that were added to this version of the game because I thought they were a wonderful addition to the storyline and added new depth to the characters, enough so, to be considered part of the script itself. I did not, however, include dialogue from villagers.

[Thought bubbles after Edward joins the party]

Cecil: With this, we can reach the antlion’s den. It won’t be much longer, Rosa!

Edward: I escorted Anna to Damcyan in this same hovercraft. Oh, Anna…

Rydia: Wow! It can fly over water!

[Thought bubbles upon first entering the Antlion’s den]

Cecil: The sand pearl is nearly ours. Wait for us, Rosa.

Edward: Antlions nest this time of year. It should be easy to find a pearl.

Rydia: I hope Rosa is all right.

Edward: This is where the antlion lays her eggs.

Rydia: Eek!

Edward: There’s nothing to fear. Antlions are quite docile. They won’t harm humans. Here, let me take one of her pearls. Aaagh!

Cecil: Rydia, with me!

(After battle)

Edward: It makes no sense. Why would an antlion try to harm us?

Cecil: Monster populations are swelling, and beasts once harmless now turn hostile. Something is afoot.

Rydia: Cecil, we have to get back to Rosa!

Cecil: Right. Let’s go!

[Thought bubbles after defeating the Antlion]

Cecil: Rosa…please still be alive!

Edward: Were I as strong as Cecil, I might have saved my beloved Anna.

Rydia: Hurry, Cecil! Rosa needs you!

(Back in Kaipo)

Cecil: Rosa! *uses the sand pearl on Rosa*

Rosa: uhhn….Cecil! You’re safe! Oh, thank goodness!

Cecil: What were you thinking, Rosa?

Rosa: They told me you’d died in the earthquake at Mist. But…I knew it couldn’t be true.

Cecil: Forgive me, I didn’t mean to make you worry. But Rosa, what’s this talk of a man named Golbez?

Rosa: The king called upon him to lead the Red Wings in your stead. His Majesty has been acting even more peculiarly since Golbez came to Baron. He’s not himself. I can’t be sure, but I have a feeling Golbez is the one manipulating the king—to gain the Crystals for himself. The Water Crystal you took from Mysidia…The Fire Crystal of Damcyan…Fabul’s Wind Crystal, and the Earth Crystal of Troia.

Edward: The Fire Crystal is already taken.

Cecil: This is Edward, Damcyan’s prince. It’s thanks to him we were able to save you. And this is Rydia of Mist.

Rydia: Do you feel better now?

Rosa: I do. Thank you, Rydia…and you, Edward. If Damcyan has fallen, he’ll be swift to move against Fabul. W need to…*cough cough*

Cecil: You need to rest. We’ll go to Fabul and warn them.

Edward: But how? There is only one road that leads there. It lies through Mount Hobs, and the way is blocked by a wall of impenetrable ice.

Rosa: Rydia, you can cast Fire, can’t you?

Rydia: No…I can’t.

Rosa: But you’re a Summoner. Surely you’ve learned the spell? It’s the most elementary of all-- *cough cough*

Cecil: Rosa! You’re in no condition to be going with us.

Rosa: I’ll be fine. I won’t be a burden. I am a white mage, after all.

Cecil: …

Edward: Cecil…Rosa wants to be with you.

Cecil: All right. We’ll all go together. It will be dark soon, and we should leave early in the morning. Make sure you get enough rest.

Rosa: I will. Thank you, Cecil.

(That night…Edward leaves the house to play by the oasis.)

Edward: …Anna…I am so lost without you. *begins to play his harp* (a Sahagin

appears)

Edward: Agh! (is pulled into battle)

Anna: *appears* Be brave, my love!

Edward: Anna!?

Anna: You are stronger than you know. But you must believe in yourself.

Edward: I …I will try! (he defeats the Sahagin)

Edward: Anna!

Anna: Edward …I can be with you but for this moment. The spirit calls me onward, to become a part of it again.

Edward: Don’t leave me, Anna!

Anna: Edward, you must be brave. Golbez cannot be allowed to have the Crystals. You gave your love to me once. Now share it with all the world.

Edward: Anna my love. I…I will try. But what would you have me do?

[Thought Bubbles After Rosa Joins the Party]

Cecil: Oh, Rosa…it feels so good to have you near again.

Edward: Are you watching, Anna? I am trying, as best I can!

Rosa: Thank you, Cecil. Now let me help you!

Rydia: I’m so glad she’s all right!

(Upon reaching Mount Hobs and the wall of ice…)

Rosa: Rydia, will you please try to cast fire?

Rydia: …

Edward: Rydia?

Rosa: You can do it. I know you can!

Rydia: I don’t want to.

Rosa: You don’t want to?

Rydia: I hate fire!

Cecil: Her village was burned to the ground by that ring we delivered.

Rosa: Please, Rydia…Listen to me. You’re the only one among us with the power to melt that ice.

Rydia: …

Rosa: We can’t make you do it. But unless we make it through here to Fabul, a lot of other people will be hurt. I know it’s not easy, Rydia, but please…you must be brave!

Edward: We all must.

Rosa: Please, Rydia!

Edward: You are the only one who can do this.

Cecil: …

Rydia: *Rydia walks toward the wall of ice* … … … *casts fire* Fire! (the wall melts)

Edward: Rydia, you did it! That was incredible!

Rydia: hee hee

Rosa: Thank you, Rydia!

Cecil: Rydia…

[Thought Bubbles After Melting the Wall of Ice]

Cecil: Forgive us, Rydia, but there was no other way.

Edward: Rydia…so young, and yet so strong of heart!

Rosa: Please forgive us, Rydia. That was very brave of you.

Rydia: I’m going to become a summoner just like my mother!

(The party runs up to the mountain summit where a strange man is fighting a horde of monsters)

Cecil: What’s this?

Edward: Clad like that—that’s a monk of Fabul!

Monk: Hut! *monk launches into a kick* Huah! (he wins this battle and another foe appears)

Edward: That’s no ordinary foe!

Rydia: *runs forward* We have to help him! (the party helps the monk battle)

Yang: You have my deepest gratitude. I am Yang, grandmaster of the monks of Fabul. We came here for training, and found death instead. A great host of monsters waylaid us. I am the only one who survived. My monks were fine, strong men, but even they could do little.

Cecil: We are on our way to Fabul.

Rosa: A man named Golbez has taken control of Baron, and is using its forces to seize the world’s crystals

Yang: And you think he intends to come for our wind crystal as well?

Edward: Yes, and soon. He has already taken the Fire Crystal from Damcyan.

Cecil: Fabul will be next.

Yang: And our monks, slain…The castle is all but undefended! The few who remain in Fabul lack proper training. We would have no hope of fending off a strike from Baron were it to come now.

Rosa: The monsters that beset you were most likely sent by Golbez as well.

Yang: To eliminate us, and leave Fabul defenseless…

Cecil: If that is true, he may be moving against your kingdom as we speak. We must hurry. We’ll aid you in whatever way we can.

Yang: I am grateful for the offer, but there is no reason for you to be dragged any further into this.

Cecil: Our stake in this conflict is no less than yours.

Edward: I am the prince of Damcyan

Cecil: Rosa and I are of Baron. And this child here lost all she knew because…because I allowed this enemy to deceive me.

Rydia: …

Yang: I see. Then I will most humbly accept whatever help you are willing to provide.

Cecil: Come, then. Time is our enemy!

Yang: Fabul lies east beyond the mountains. We’ll go at once!

[Thought Bubbles After Yang Joins the Party]

Cecil: We must end Baron’s madness before more are made to suffer!

Edward: Even Fabul’s monks could not stop an attack from the skies.

Yang: Rest in peace, my fallen brothers. I will see to your families’ safety.

Rosa: At this rate, Baron will make an enemy of the entire world!

Rydia: Why is there so much fighting all of a sudden?

[Thought Bubbles Upon Entering Fabul]

Cecil: Kain…if only you were here.

Edward: I wonder if I can truly be of any aid in this struggle.

Yang: Our enemy is an airship fleet. How can we hope to engage them?

Rosa: The castle seems secure enough against ground invasion, but…

Rydia: I have to do what I can!

(The party arrives in Fabul)

King of Fabul: Oh, Yang. So you’ve returned.

Yang: Your highness, I return with urgent news. A man known as Golbez is coming for the Wind Crystal, with all the might of Baron behind him.

King of Fabul: What!? You’re sure of this?

Yang: These people before you came to warn us.

King of Fabul: And who might they be?

Cecil: Your highness, there is no time for introductions. Your castle must be secured, and quickly!

King of Fabul: Your armor would have you for one of Baron’s own dark knights. Why

should I trust you?

Yang: Their trustworthiness is proven, your highness. I had already lost my men, and fought for my own life when they came upon me. They could have stood and watched me die, but they aided me instead.

Cecil: I assure you, your enemy will not wait as you do.

Rosa: Please, you must believe us!

Edward: *approaches king* It is an honor to see you again, Your Highness. It has been many a day.

King of Fabul: If it isn’t Prince Edward! I’d hardly recognized you. How fares Damcyan?

Edward: It has fallen. The Fire Crystal is ours no more. I lost my mother and father—even my beloved Anna. Tell me you will not let your own land suffer the same fate as ours.

King of Fabul: Forgive me. I only found it hard to believe you spoke the truth, but it

seems you do. Still, without our monks there is little we can do. Will you aid us in our defense?

Yang: These men have both strength and courage. By your leave, I would have them stand with me on the front line of our defense.

King of Fabul: If that is your wish, I will trust your judgment. Might you two ladies assist

our healers?

Rosa: Certainly.

King of Fabul: My kingdom’s fate, then, is in your hands.

Yang: Your Highness. Very well, then. Cecil, Edward—with me! (the men begin to depart)

Rosa: Cecil! Be careful.

Cecil: I will. And you, too! Rydia, keep Rosa safe for me, you hear?

Rydia: *nods*

(The men head toward the castle’s front gate to await the attack)

Monk: Enemies!

Monk 2: The red wings!

Cecil: We’ll die like dogs out here!

Yang: Retreat to the keep! Forgive me. I’ve drawn you into a hopeless fight!

Cecil: I told you before, this fight is as much ours as anyone’s. And it isn’t lost yet!

Edward: They’re…they’re breaking through!

(They are pushed farther into the castle)

Yang: We cannot hold them here! Fall back!

Cecil: Isn’t the throne room just upstairs?

Yang: It’s all right! The king has taken cover elsewhere with the women and children. We need only draw the enemy here—and crush them!

(The are pushed back yet again)

Edward: This is no place for us to make a stand!

Yang: Hmph! (they retreat again) I locked the door. We must stop them here!

Cecil: Where is the Crystal?

Yang: In the chamber above us! (monk unlocks door) What are you doing!?

Edward: That’s no monk!

Cecil: There are too many of them!

Yang: We’ve no choice. We’ll make our last stand in the Crystal chamber!

(They run toward the Crystal chamber, but Edward gets shot along the way and falls)

Edward: Agh!

Cecil: Edward!

(They battle their way to the crystal chamber and when there…Kain appears)

Kain: It’s been some time, Cecil.

Cecil: Kain! You’re alive!

Kain: I am.

Cecil: You’ll fight, then?

Kain: Of course. That’s the very reason I’ve come. But Cecil…The one I’ll fight is you!

Cecil: Kain!?

Kain: A duel, Cecil!

Cecil: What do you mean?

Kain: Draw your blade!

(They battle)

Cecil: Why, Kain!?

Kain: I will not answer your questions!

Cecil: What’s come over you?

Kain: Be silent! This is the end, Cecil.

(Kain lands a powerful finishing blow)

Cecil: Kain…even you now?

Kain: Let me ease your suffering *levels his spear*

Yang: You’ll do nothing! *attacks Kain but is blocked*

Rosa: Stop!

Kain: Rosa.

Rosa: Kain! Tell me you’ve not turned traitor!

Kain: Urgh…don’t…look at me.

Golbez: Kain! Why do you now hesitate?

Cecil: Golbez!

(Golbez enters)

Cecil: You’re him—the usurper!

Golbez: So, you are Cecil. Allow me to give you something—a gift to remember our meeting.

Edward: Cecil!

Yang: Let me through!

Yang and Edward: *charge forward but are thrown back*

Golbez: I did not come to treat with words. Kain, enough of this foolishness. Bring me the Crystal

Kain: M’lord.

Rosa: Don’t do it, Kain!

Kain: !

Cecil: Rosa, let it be!

Golbez: Oh, you care for this one, do you? Then let me take her along as well. To hold in trust until we are graced with the chance to meet again. Come, Kain. *kidnaps Rosa*

Kain: *takes Crystal and walks past Cecil* It would seem your life is spared... For now.

Cecil: Kain, wait! Urg…

(Golbez and Kain both leave)

Rydia: *walks between the fallen party members* Cure! (everyone is revived)

Rydia: Are you all right?

Edward: Yes. Thank you, Rydia. But now they have Rosa.

Yang: We could not even defend the Crystal.

Cecil: Rosa…

Rydia: What’s wrong with you? They took Rosa, but they didn’t hurt her. We just need to rescue her! And the Crystal—we can take it back, too!

Edward: She’s right.

Yang: It’s my turn to help you, Cecil. Let us heal our wounds, and think of a way we might free Rosa.

Cecil: Yes…thank you.

[Thought Bubbles After Battle]

Cecil: Kain…what happened to you?

Yang: Rosa taken…and all of this for the sake of defending our kingdom!

Rydia: I hope they haven’t done anything to Rosa.

Edward: I will not stand and watch Cecil lose Rosa as I lost Anna!

(The party rests at the castle’s inn)

Edward: We must formulate a plan

Cecil: If we’re to take on Golbez, we’ll need an airship. But the only man who knows how to build one is in Baron.

Yang: Is there no way we can enter the kingdom?

Cecil: The Red Wings comprise the brunt of Baron’s power. Its maritime forces are relatively weak. If we go, we go by sea.

Rydia: Then we need a boat.

Yang: I will ask His Highness to lend us one on the morrow. You’ve done much for him, and for our kingdom. He will not refuse such a simple plea.

Cecil: Thank you.

Yang: That dragoon…who was he?

Cecil: His name is Kain. He is—or was—my friend. We’d sworn to fight Baron together

Yang: I see. I am sorry.

Edward: Come, we should rest and recover our strength while we can.

Cecil: …

(The party goes to speak with the King of Fabul)

King of Fabul: Very well. I will see that a ship is readied for you without delay. Yang,

you will go with them and aid them in any way you can. There are no words of gratitude for such a sacrifice as you have made, young lord of Baron. You defended my people selflessly, and lost Lady Rosa for it. Please, I want you to have this sword. It belonged to a dark knight who once visited these lands. You should know, however, that a dark sword will never avail you against true evil. It is, after all, a weapon of darkness. Beyond this, you will have to rely on the strength that already lies within you (gives Cecil the Death Bringer). Please, stop Golbez. When you’ve made ready, head to the eastern pier. A ship lies at anchor there, waiting to bear you onward. Should Golbez obtain all the Crystals, this world will face catastrophe such as it has never known. I trust you will not let that happen.

[Thought Bubbles After Meeting With King]

Cecil: If anything should happen to Rosa…

Yang: Please, guard the castle in my absence. We must rescue Rosa!

Rydia: Cecil doesn’t seem the same without Rosa.

Edward: This conflict is escalating. Will my contributions mean anything?

(At the docks)

Yang’s wife: Be careful. And make me proud! Show them what you’re made of!

Yang: I will.

Yang’s wife: You, too, Cecil!

Cecil: Of course.

Yang: I trust you’ll handle things here while I’m away.

Yang’s wife: Oh, don’t you worry about that! Take care of yourself, you hear?

(The party boards the ship)

Captain: So you’re Lord Cecil, then, eh? Heard all about ye! Rest easy. We’ll be laying anchor in Baron before you know it! Best not linger any longer. Anchors aweigh, boys!

Sailors: Aye-aye, captain!

(The ship sets sail)

Yang: What do you mean to do when we reach Baron?

Cecil: First we must find a man named Cid, the engineer of Baron’s airship fleet. He should be able to help us.

Yang: Then let us hope he is still safe.

Edward: …

Rydia: Are you cold? You’re shaking (to Edward)

Edward: No, it’s nothing.

(A little while after that…)

Cecil: What is that?

(Giant tentacles appear above the waves)

Sailor 1: Impossible…

Sailor 2: The tales were true.

Sailor 3: It’s him! The Lord of all Waters!

Captain: Leviathan! Don’t stand about! Reef the sails, ye witless dogs!

Rydia: Aaaaah! (Rydia falls overboard)

Yang: Rydia! (dives in after her)

Cecil: Rydia! Yang!

Edward: (the ship lurches) Aaah! (the crew is thrown over and Edward falls as well)

Cecil: Edward!

(The ship is demolished and Cecil wakes up alone on a beach)

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FFIV DS Script Part One (Prologue to Damcyan)

Sun, 07 Sep 2008 04:30:13 GMT

I started this several weeks ago...and finally finished it. I figured I would post it for other FFIV fanfiction writers to use as a reference for their work.

Disclaimer: This is a transcription of the game's dialogue and a summary of its events. As it was transcribed by me, a fan, it's not perfect (but admittedly, not too shabby, I'd give it 98% accuracy, not including typos...). The characters, events, and everything within this transcription belong to Square-Enix. I am making no profit off of this, and am making it available to fans who've already played the game, and who author fanfiction to use as a REFERENCE. If you have not yet played this game, please go buy yourself a copy and play it. It's wonderful. And, just for good measure, as this is a transcription of the game and its events there are obviously SPOILERS. If you haven't played the game, DO NOT READ THIS. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED.

Also to note...I've included the thought bubbles that were added to this version of the game because I thought they were a wonderful addition to the storyline and added new depth to the characters, enough so, to be considered part of the script itself. I did not, however, include dialogue from villagers.

If any of you find things that could be changed, please let me know. For instance, I'm catching typos that I've missed...some of the text was difficult to transcribe because there was no opportunity to pause the dialogue, write it down, and continue. So if you see any typos, misspelled names, places, or missing punctuation...that's what happened, and please let me know so I can fix it!

This is the first of several parts. The original word document is 80 pages, so I'm splitting it up into more manageable parts for easier consumption.

Opening Scene (on airship)

Soldier 1: Lord Captain, we’re nearly to the Baron border!

Cecil: So we are.

Soldier 2: (amongst themselves) It troubles him, too.

Soldier 3: Orders may be orders, but this? This goes too far.

(Flashback to Mysidian crystal room)

Soldier 1: Lord Captain! We are the Red wings—the pride of Baron! Must we now

be thieves who plunder from the weak?

Cecil: Enough!

Soldier 1: But Lord Captain! The Mysidians offered no resistance! And still we cut

them down.

Cecil: Listen to me. We did no more than what our kingdom’s peace and

prosperity required us to do. The Mysidians knew too much of the Crystal and its secrets. His Majesty deemed it so. We are the Red Wings of Baron. It is not our place to question the orders of our king…

Soldier 1: Lord Captain…

Soldier 4: Lord Captain! Monsters at the fore!

(Cecil is drawn into battle, and after it ends…)

Cecil: Everyone, all right?

All: Aye!

Soldier 1: But all these monsters of late…

Soldier 2: Disturbing, is it not?

Soldier 3: I wonder what it bodes…

Soldier 4: We’ve reached the castle, M’lord!

Cecil: Well then, prepare for landing!

All: M’lord!

(The Red Wings land and Cecil enters the castle)

Baigan: Ah, the young lord returns triumphant! You did secure Mysidia’s Crystal,

did you not?

Cecil: *looks down* The Crystal is ours. But the Mysidians—they did not even

raise a hand in their own defense, Baigan.

Baigan: All’s the better, then, is it not? Only fools would dare oppose the almighty

will of Baron. Come, we must not keep his majesty waiting.

(The two walk through the castle toward the throne room)

Baigan: *stops and turns to Cecil* A moment, my lord.

Baigan: (in throne room) Your majesty, I fear our good Lord Cecil’s faith in you

begin to waver.

King of Baron: Does it, now? Indeed. Your loyalty and worth are proven once again,

Captain Baigan. But the crystal is all that matters. Bring him before me.

Baigan: As you wish.

Baigan: (to Cecil through door) Lord Cecil, his Majesty bids you enter!

(Cecil enters throne room)

King of Baron: The kingdom of Baron hails your return, Cecil. You have brought me the

Crystal, I trust?

Cecil: I have, your majesty (hands Crystal to Baigan)

Baigan: It is genuine, your majesty (hands Crystal to king)

King of Baron: So it is. See how it shines! That will be all, Cecil. You may leave us now.

Cecil: …*turns and walks back to king* Your Majesty!

King of Baron: (breaks conversation with Baigan and looks at Cecil) Have you some

other matter to discuss?

Baigan: Our king has granted you your leave and yet you would trouble him further?

Cecil: I know it is not my place to ask, your majesty, and I pray you can forgive my indiscretion. But what is it you aim to do? Your ways are not as they once were. My men’s hearts grow heavy with misgiving.

King of Baron: As does yours?

Cecil: Your majesty, no, I would never doubt—

King of Baron: Do you take me for a fool, Cecil? Do you think your treasonous

whisperings escape my ears? After all I’ve done for you, Cecil…you wound me. This is most unfortunate, but I can place no trust in one who offers none in return. I hereby relieve you of command of the Red Wings.

Cecil: My liege!

King of Baron: You will go now to the Village of Mist instead. There is a task I would

have you do. A phantom creature haunts the borders of that land—the Eidolon of Mist. You will slay it, and deliver this ring to the village that lies beyond—they will know its meaning. Be gone at first light on the morrow.

Unknown Voice: Your majesty!

(Cecil turns and Kain enters the throne room)

Kain: I beg you, my liege, reconsider! You know Cecil would not betray you!

King of Baron: Ah, Kain. I was not aware this matter concerned you. But as you seem so

eager to protect your friend, let your spear accompany his blade on the road to Mist.

Cecil: Your majesty--!

King of Baron: I’ve no more words. Take the ring and be gone while my mood is yet fair!

(Cecil receives the Carnelian Signet and he and Kain are pushed out by the guards)

Cecil: My liege!

(In the corridor)

Cecil: Kain, forgive me. I did not mean to draw you into this.

Kain: What’s to forgive? We’ll slay this Eidolon of his and all will be forgotten. You’ll be commanding the Red Wings again before you know it.

Cecil: Kain…

Kain: You must be tired from Mysidia, no? Leave the preparations to me and get yourself some rest.

[Thought Bubbles After Dismissal By King]

Cecil: My liege, what could all this possibly serve?

(In the castle stairway as Cecil heads to his bedchamber)

Rosa: *approaches Cecil from behind* Cecil! Thank goodness you’re all right! The orders for Mysidia came so suddenly I’d worried.

Cecil: We’re fine. Small wonder, considering we fought mages who did not fight back. *begins to walk away*

Rosa: *steps toward him* Cecil!

Cecil: *turns toward Rosa*

Rosa: I’ll visit you in your tower later.

Cecil: Of course.

(Rosa leaves and Cecil continues toward his tower)

Cid: Well, well! Look who’s come home! (Cid shouting from a battlement, he then descends a staircase and appears at Cecil’s side) Rosa’s been worried sick about you, you know! Make that girl cry and you’ll have me to answer to, you hear? Speaking of girls, how’re my babies? Didn’t burn out any engines, did you? You and them goons of yours need to treat those ships with more respect! Hey…why the long face? Something the matter?

Cecil: Cid, I, um…(explains situation to Cid)

Cid: What? And he’s sending you to hunt the Eidolon instead? But what’ll happen to the Red Wings without you? I tell you, something’s gotten into his Majesty. He’s ordered me to build a new airship, you know—a more maneuverable one, with more firepower. What’s he thinking? I’m not building these things for him to wage war! There’s talk among the townspeople, too. Everyone’s worried about where Baron’s headed. And now the king’s sending you away from us! Mist, eh? Well you take care of yourself. S’pose I don’t need to worry about you, though, do I? I’d best be on my way, too. That daughter of mine is going to wring my neck if I spend another night here working without checking in at home! (Cid leaves)

(In Cecil’s Bedchamber)

Cecil: Your majesty, what’s become of you? Where is the noble knight, the man who took me in as an orphan and raised me as his own? The strong, just king I once knew? Is a Crystal really worth all this? Robbing a peaceful people of what’s theirs by right. What need could be so great? King’s orders of no, there’s no forgiving what we’ve done.

Rosa: *enters the room* Cecil? Won’t you tell me what happened? First you’re sent off to Mysidia, and now to hunt some beast again so soon? Did something happen in Mysidia?

Cecil: No, it’s nothing.

Rosa: Then why won’t you look at me?

Cecil: I—in Mysida we…we stole a crystal from people who had done no wrong. I’ve worn this darkened armor for so long there’s no mote of light left in me. Not even…in my heart.

Rosa: You’re a good man, Cecil.

Cecil: I’m a coward. A coward who cannot even defy orders he knows he ought not follow.

Rosa: Cecil of the Red Wings is many things but he is no coward. Not the Cecil who I love…The king is sending you to Mist to slay the Eidolon isn’t he…if anything were to happen to you…I couldn’t…

Cecil: *steps out of bed and toward Rosa* Kain will be with me. I’ll be fine. It’s late. You should get some rest.

Rosa: Be careful. *she turns and leaves*

Cecil: Thank you, Rosa. But I know what I’ve become.

(The next morning…at the castle entrance)

Kain: Shall we, then, Cecil?

Cecil: I’ll be counting on you, my friend.

Kain: Then you’ve nothing to fear.

(The two of them set out from the castle of Baron together)

And so the dark knight Cecil, stripped of his command of the Red Wings, set out for the distant Valley of Mist.

Together with Kain, commander of the dragoons, he would pursue a faceless quarry—and a chance for redemption.

The advent of the airships had marked the realization of mankind’s most ancient dream. But man is a creature seldom sated, and he was quick to dream anew.

With the unparalleled might of the Red Wings, Baron’s military soon reigned supreme. Why, then, does its king now seek the Crystals?

And why have fearsome monsters suddenly begun to overrun the once calm land?

If the Crystals know, they share no answers—only their pure and silent light.

[Thought Bubbles Upon Leaving Baron]

Cecil: Forgive me, Kain. I meant for none of this to happen.

Kain: Those who seek the Eidolon of Mist find only death, if tales are true.

[Thought Bubbles Upon Entry to the Mist Cave]

Cecil: I feel a presence. It is not hostile, but nor could it be called friendly.

Kain: They say the Eidolon dwells here, yet the cave is quiet as a grave.

Mysterious Voice: Leave this place.

Cecil: Who’s there!?

Mysterious Voice: Return whence you came.

Kain: That voice—could it be the Eidolon?

(Cecil and Kain approach the cave’s exit)

Mysterious Voice: Men of Baron, leave at once! You refuse?

Cecil: We must deliver this ring to the village of Mist beyond!

Mysterious Voice: So be it.

Kain: The mist is gathering!

[Thought bubbles upon defeating the Mist dragon]

Cecil: Strange. I felt no malice in that dragon, no evil.

Kain: There was little sport in that, but it is done. Now, to deliver the ring…

(Cecil and Kain enter the Village of Mist and the Carnelian Ring explodes)

Cecil: The ring! This is what we were sent to do?

Kain: He wished this village torched!

Cecil: But why. WHY?!

(They hear sobbing, and follow the sound)

Girl: Mother, you can’t die! Just because your dragon did…

Kain and Cecil: (surprised)

Kain: I’ve heard of their lot. Men who can conjure Eidolons—summoners

Cecil: Then the dragon we slew…was her mother’s?

Girl: *turns in surprise* You—you’re the ones who killed her dragon?

Cecil: Forgive us. We’d no idea this would happen to your mother.

Kain: His majesty sent us to eliminate every last one of these people.

Cecil: *falls to his knees* No…

Kain: Foul work to be sure, but we’ll need to kill the girl as well.

Cecil: *runs over to stop Kain* Kain!

Kain: It’s her or us, Cecil.

Cecil: Kain! She’s a child!

Kain: You’d betray your king?

Cecil: Betray him? Any man who’d wish for this is no king of mine!

Kain: Heh. I thought you might say that.

Cecil: Then…?

Kain: I owe his majesty much, but not so much that I’d soil the name of the dragoons in his.

Cecil: Then you’re with me?

Kain: Baron’s army is the mightiest in the world. Our flight means nothing if we remain alone. We must treat with other nations, share what we’ve seen. And Rosa, she must share our flight as well.

Cecil: And she will. Thank you.

Kain: I’m not doing this for you.

Cecil: Huh?

Kain: Quickly, we mustn’t linger here! What of the girl?

Cecil: We take her with us.

Cecil: (to girl) Come, it’s not safe here. Take my hand.

Girl: No!

Kain: We’ve no time! Use force if you must!

Girl: Stay away! Leave me alone! I hate you!

(The girl summons Titan and causes an earthquake between Mist and Kaipo.

Cecil wakes up in a small clearing with the girl a few feet away, but Kain is missing.)

Cecil: Uhn…ugh. She’s alive. Thank goodness! ? Kain? *looks around* Kain!

Hmm…well, I cannot stay here. I need to take this girl someplace safe. Forgive me, Kain!

[Thought bubbles after finding the girl]

Cecil: An orphan—and if not by my hand, then by my deeds.

(Cecil arrives in the desert village of Kaipo)

Cecil: I need to find a place to let this child rest.

Inn Keeper: Hail traveler! Oh my! I’ve not seen a child so pale! Please, get her to a bed. You needn’t worry about payment.

Cecil: My pardons.

(While in the room of the inn, the girl wakes up)

Cecil: You’ve woken.

Girl: …*turns away*

Cecil: You still haven’t told me your name.

Girl: …

Cecil: I won’t ask you to forgive me. It’s my fault you lost your mother. But please…at least allow me to take you someplace safe.

Girl: …

(several hours later…The inn door slams open, and guards rush in)

General: It seems we’ve found you, Lord Cecil!

Girl: !

Cecil: Please, you must listen! His Majesty—

General: Our orders come directly from His Majesty’s own mouth. Surrender the girl, and he will pardon all you’ve done. The inhabitants of Mist represent a threat to us all. They must not be allowed to live!

Cecil: What?

Girl: !

General: Stand aside!

Cecil: I think I’d rather not!

(After the battle)

Girl: I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.

Cecil: Shakes head. You’ve nothing to apologize for. It is I who’ve wronged you, and apologies cannot right the things I’ve done.

Girl: But…you protected me.

Cecil: …

Girl: My name’s Rydia

Cecil: Rydia…

[Thought Bubbles After Battle With Guards]

Cecil: I cannot undo what I’ve done, Rydia, but I will make amends.

Rydia: He looks so…so sad.

(After hearing rumors of a girl from Baron being found near town, Cecil and Rydia enter a home at the northeast edge of town. They find Rosa sick in bed)

Cecil: Rosa! *runs to her side* Oh, Rosa…

Rosa: …uhhn…Cecil…Please, Cecil…Be alive!

(Cecil finds he needs a Sand Pearl to heal Rosa’s sickness, and he and Rydia set out for Damcyan.)

[Thought Bubbles After Speaking to Rosa]

Cecil: Rosa…you came all this way to find me?

Rydia: She must really care about him.

(In the Water Cavern an old man stands in the path of Cecil and Rydia)

Old man: You, knight! You wield the dark sword, do you not? I beg you, lend me your aid!

Cecil: What happened?

Old man: My daughter Anna was tricked by a silver-tongued bard. He’s taken her to

Damcyan Castle. I fear I’ve little time. I sense something sinister.

Cecil: Anna, you said? Then you must be Tellah!

Tellah: The very same! I came in pursuit of my daughter, but I cannot get through the waterway. A great monster lurks in the lake beyond, and it will not let me past. The devil is strong, I warn you. My magic alone is no match for it. But perhaps with your dark sword as well we might defeat it! And this girl! A summoner, is she not? And one with quite some potential, from the looks of it.

Cecil: We need to reach Damcyan, too.

Tellah: Then the choice is made for us! Let us make haste.

[Thought Bubbles After Tellah Joins the Party]

Cecil: The sage’s spells are a boon. But still, I worry for Rydia.

Rydia: There’s a big monster waiting for us up ahead.

Tellah: Wait for me, Anna! Damcyan is just beyond this passage!

(The party continues through the cavern until they reach a save point)

Tellah: We can rest here. We’ll use my tent here. We need to recover our strength before we face that beast.

(While they are settled around the campfire and Rydia is sleeping)

Tellah: Asleep already. She must have been exhausted. That child—where is she from?

Cecil: She is a summoner from the village of Mist.

Tellah: Indeed. Then my eyes were not mistaken. She has great potential. With practice and training she should be able to master many spells. Such a darling little face, too. She reminds me of my Anna, when she was young.

Cecil: Your daughter?

Tellah: My one and only. Deceived by some wandering bard, and whisked away to Damcyan…All because I refused to give them my blessing. And you? What need drives you to Damcyan?

Cecil: A friend of mine is suffering from desert fever in Kaipo.

Tellah: I see. And you see a sand pearl. Then haste drives you as well. Even my magic could not avail you against the foe you face.

Cecil: This monster of the lake, what manner of creature is it?

Tellah: A vicious one, with eight massive, writhing tentacles. But if we are to save your friend and my Anna, we must find a way to slay it. I pray these premonitions of mine are only an old man’s fretting, but if they prove true, our time is short.

[Thought Bubbles Before Facing the Octomammoth]

Cecil: Why would such a monster make its den in a cave frequented by men?

Rydia: I’m afraid…but we have to help her!

Tellah: With a dark knight and a summoner, that beast stands no chance!

(The party arrives at the top of a large waterfall)

Tellah: There’s no turning back from here. The beast awaits us down below.

(The group leaps down the waterfall. They travel onwards until they reach the Octomammoth and defeat it.)

Tellah: We’ve done it! Damcyan is just beyond this waterfall!

[Thought Bubbles After Defeating Octomammoth]

Cecil: Damcyan is only a little farther. Be strong, Rosa!

Rydia: We did it! I wonder if I have the same kind of power Mother did.

Tellah: Damcyan lies just ahead. I’m on my way, Anna!

(The party leaves the caverns and draws closer to Damcyan, and just as they approach, the Red Wings attack Damcyan.)

[Thought Bubbles Upon Witnessing the Destruction of Damcyan]

Cecil: The Red Wings!? But, at whose command!?

Rydia: It’s burning! Just like…like my village did.

Tellah: Anna…Oh, my sweet Anna!

(Cecil and party run through the castle looking for survivors.

Upon reaching the top tower…)

Tellah: Anna!? Oh, Anna! *he runs to Anna’s fallen form* (a bard approaches Anna as well). You—you’re that bard! You’re the one responsible for this!

Bard: Please, just listen!

Tellah: You spoony bard!

Bard: Please, things are not as you believe!

Tellah: I see quite well how they are!

Edward: I beg you, hear my words!

Tellah: Choke on your words!

Bard: Please, I implore you!

Tellah: Know this pain—Anna’s pain!

Bard: But Anna and I—

Anna: Edward, Father…please stop this.

Tellah: *runs to Anna’s side* Oh, Anna! There’s life left in you yet!

Anna: Father…Edward—he is the prince of Damcyan. He disguised himself as a bard to avoid attention.

Anna: Forgive me, Father, for running off with him…Edward…I’m in love with him, Father. But I could not stay without my father’s blessing.

I was about to return, when…

Edward: The red wings laid siege to us, led by a man named Golbez

Cecil: Golbez?

Edward: Yes. a figure clad in armor of deepest night—his strength beyond that of mortal man

Cecil: And the Red Wings’ purpose?

Edward: Our Crystal--And then they rained fire upon us. I lost my father and mother. Then Anna shielded me from their arrows…

Tellah: You love this man that much?

Anna: Father, please…forgive me. I was so…selfish. Edward… I…love you *Anna dies*

Tellah: Anna!? Anna! This…Golbez, tell me more of him.

Edward: I’ve heard he came to Baron only recently. It seems he is using the Red Wings to steal Crystals.

Tellah: Tears do not bring back the dead, boy! Anna’s death must be avenged. I’ll

I’ll find this Golbez!

Cecil: Tellah! not alone!

Tellah: She was not your daughter! Her killer will die by my hand! (Tellah leaves)

Edward: *sobbing* A-Anna…

Rydia: Coward. You’re a man, aren’t you? A grown man! Stop crying. I have.

Cecil: Rydia…

Edward: You’re right. I’m nothing but a coward, just as you say. That’s why I’m just going to stay at Anna’s side. It doesn’t matter anymore… Nothing does!

*Cecil takes Edward aside and slaps him*

Cecil: You’re not the only one who’s grieving. Anna would not wish to see you fawning like a fool. Please—I’ve desperate need of your help right now.

Edward: But, how could I help you?

Cecil: My name is Cecil. A friend of mine has taken ill with desert fever in Kaipo, and needs a sand pearl if she is to live. And for that I’ve need of your aid.

Edward: You need…my aid.

Cecil: I do. Rosa’s life depends on it. I beg you.

Edward: This woman you speak of…she means a great deal to you, doesn’t she? As Anna did…as Anna did to me. In a cave far to the east dwells a monstrous creature known as an antlion. The pearls you seek form from the fluid the beast secretes as it lays its eggs in the sand. There is no overland route to its den. We must cross the northern shoals to get there. A hovercraft is docked here. With it we can reach the creature’s cave. It can bear us across the surf to Kaipo as well. Come, we must hurry.

(The others leave and Edward turns to Anna’s body)

Edward: Farewell, my love.

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Fixing of the Comments

Sat, 16 Aug 2008 19:08:28 GMT

I didn't realize that when livejournal made the switch from basic to plus accounts, they automatically changed comment settings -_-

It's fixed now so that even people who aren't mutually friended can comment on public posts. Sorry about that!

On the Walls I Stand Alone

Fri, 15 Aug 2008 19:58:31 GMT

This is the angsty Rosa fic that popped into my head last night...

Title: On the Walls I Stand Alone
Words: 666 (umm...how did THAT happen? lol)
Genre: Angst, romance
Summary: Oneshot. Rosa waiting for Cecil, and determing to leave Baron in search of him...

I can hear the murmurs within the mage’s dormitory, I can read the vapid expressions on the faces of the guards as I pass them by en route to my meditations. There is something entirely wrong with my world and everyone in it, something of which I fear I am the only observer. It discomforts me to know that Cecil has once again slipped through my fingers and abandoned my embrace for this chance at redemption through perils unknown. Both of them, gone—Cecil and Kain.
The Carnelian Ring, was that not what it was called? The name brings a sudden pain to my breast, a pang of the heart that has a hard time stilling. Something ill awaits them there, I know it. It resides in Baigan’s eyes, and in the small smile that he believes he conceals so well. There are lies spun so thickly, they could catch and choke anyone caught in the web. Will Cecil be the bait?
I have spent many long hours standing on the battlements and palisade walls. I have memorized the pattern of the stone flagging and the number of bricks in the gatehouse.
If I were to list my skills, I would have to include the talent of enduring the long-suffering wait. It may as well be a profession, as I spend most of my days standing atop the walls waiting for news that never comes. The other maidens, the ones who cry to their mothers when their lovers or heroes have gone, consider me a champion of their rank. I do not understand their esteem, nor can I afford to run crying home to my mother, not even to Cid, who regards me as his own daughter. I made my choice to stay faithful to Cecil, and I must see it through trials and joys alike. This is the cost I pay for abandoning my mother’s words of wisdom, her advice of not shelving my life for the sake of someone else. But she does not even know my resolve, nor do I give her the chance to see the tears that glitter on my cheeks and chill my face as the day deepens into nightfall and still I stand alone.
It has been a long time that I’ve watched my love swathed in armor the cast of hell’s deepest caverns. Long have I seen his soul burdened with a darkness that I cannot staunch with my craft, like an illness with no cure. No one knows how I suffer, they only feign sympathy, waiting for their men to return to meet their physical longings, and cannot grasp the investment of a lifetime of shared memories and pain commonly suffered…or secrets shared in the comfort of a stolen embrace…

The tremors from the north shook even the earth beneath Baron. Baigan does not hide his sneer, and who is this frightening knight that joins him now? Days have passed and no one has heard from the travelers, and my breath catches in my throat. Where has Cecil gone? Have the mountains claimed him within their jagged maws? Plans have been set into motion and I see soldiers sent with swords at their sides. It becomes clear to me, then. Cecil has made his decision and left me behind. When he voiced his concerns, I had not dared to think he might go so far. Was Kain with him still?
This is the last night I stand atop the tower, staring at the long-cold trail of my love. This is the last time I stay at home and wait like a proper lady ought to. No one sees as I slip through the gates, healing herbs in hand, and a bundle of armaments in the other. They will not look for me until it is too late, they will not find me in the mage’s study by morning, dutifully practicing the healing words.
I travel outward alone, but I do not intend to remain alone for long.

Falling From Grace

Thu, 14 Aug 2008 22:38:51 GMT

Here we have a Kain/Rydia fic...without the romance of Kain/Rydia >.> (I'm sorry, Katmillia!!!)

This started off as being a lot more...well...there was going to be a lot more /closeness/ between the two of them by the end, and then somehow...that just didn't happen. Admittedly, it was a challenge just to get inside Kain's head at all without worrying about romance, lol. I'm traditionally bad at romance...BUT I'M TAKING BABY STEPS!!! So...this is mostly a very introspective Kain piece with Rydia involvement...and a search for redemption. I like some parts of this...and think I could have done more with others...I'm open for suggestions and maybe some ideas to tweak, expand, or re-write. This is a first draft of a sort and I'm willing to play with it more :)

Title: Falling from Grace
Words: 2380
Genre: Angst
Pairings: sort of implied Kain/Rydia...or the beginnings of Kain/Rydia
Rating: K

The Underworld’s heat was just as unforgiving as its name implied. For days, the group of five had been wandering the barren magma plains between the domain of the dwarves and the Tower ob Bab-il; practically stumbling over the terrain in their hurry to forestall Golbez’ acquisition of the crystals. It had been an arduous trek through the sulfurous air and the swells of heat that poured off of the magma seas—the combination of which causing the cobalt armor of the dragoon to feel as molten against the man’s skin as the ground that tremored beneath their feet.
The woolen tunic and garments he wore beneath the plating offered some protection from the metal’s burning sting, but it also stifled his ability to perspire, compounding the problems of the heat. Despite his discomfort he stilled his complaints, fully aware that he was not alone in his displeasure. His companions were all similarly quiet, as if conserving their strength for when it was most needed, trying not to needlessly expire any more precious water by speaking.
As it was, beads of sweat glistened on Rosa’s perfect brow, staining the roots of her hair a darkened gold while she stepped ever-nearer to Cecil, remaining graceful despite her dogged pace. Kain’s limited gaze shifted to the stalwart paladin beside her, plowing forward like a ship driven by the winds, but not by its own power. His friend’s pace was slackening, the armor he wore no doubt acting as much of a furnace as his own. Only the green haired child and the able-bodied monk of Fabul retained any of their energy during the journey across the crumbling rock.
Kain watched them all and bore the heat as penance. Let him feel the flames of hell lick at his skin and cleanse him of his sins. Certainly he deserved to feel this pain, some sort of retribution for the misdeeds he had done. If Cecil would speak no words to him of the betrayal, he resolved to carry out the punishment himself. It had been painful enough to see the forgiveness in their eyes and hear the words of acceptance fall from their lips, Rosa’s most of all—by the gods, why was there still warmth left in her gaze—but it wasn’t their forgiveness that he wanted, it was the rebuke that never came. The truth. He tried to bury his lust for Rosa in the deepest corner of his soul, to shroud his feelings behind the shadows of his helm, but to see her there, out of reach, unaware, was like a lance to his gut. For every thought of her, his guilt increased and the more he wished he would just catch on fire and have done with it, consumed by the land of scorching shade.
But Rosa was not his only crime. His guilt would be brought to bear in yet another form—and in the shade of orchard green. From her at least he hoped to gain some sort of substantiation to his inner struggle, to finally receive blame and have his weakness put to words. He wanted the sword to fall—anything—so that he could stop punishing himself with this personal anguish. There was no forgiveness in the eyes of the green haired summoner of Mist, no sympathetic glances and proffered hand of mediation. She was not the same fiber of person as Cecil and he knew it was only a matter of time before their paths collided. For now they seemed to be at an impasse, neither wanting to broach the subject of the past and risk waking the sleeping giant with the others nearby. At least he knew she was angry, fury lurking just beneath the surface of her skin and ice in her eyes, piercing, sending a chill through his body whenever their eyes happened to meet. When would she unsheathe her claws?
In the meantime, she found other ways to remind him without words. It was by her powers alone that he and any of them had managed to stay alive in this infernal landscape. With her magic, she had found a way to draw moisture out of the air and condense it to a suitable form for drinking. Her abilities in this manner had been a boon for them thus far, and the irony of his dependence on her was not lost on him. The weak and frightened child had become his savior through this dangerous journey, and only because she deigned to, not because it was required of her. He could see the look of warning in her eyes, showing him that she knew what power she held over him.
Yet the miles moved past and the confrontation remained unspoken. Why didn’t she just flay him with the tremendous power she held in her smallest finger? It was a mystery he hadn’t yet solved, and looking at her from the tacitly agreed upon distance they maintained, he had to admit that she was a terrifying image to behold. She was no longer a child, no longer the little girl he had almost slaughtered in the name of his king. She was a young woman now, resilient and devoted to the cause that Cecil had set in motion so many months before.
He watched her occasionally as they continued, how the green of her tunic glowed vibrantly with life and how her hair whipped across her face in a sudden updraft of heat. If she knew he was watching, she showed no sign of it, and simply continued her forward march to the tower’s base in the distance. He marveled at her stoutness of heart, that she could even bear to stand beside him in battle with all he’d put her through.
Then, without warning, Cecil shifted, his armor straining from the movement as plate scraped across plate. Kain turned to see what caused this change in course, and saw Rosa gripping her bow with white knuckles just as Cecil drew his mighty sword from its scabbard. The landscape had grown uneven and varied, ample territory for creatures on the hunt. Caught up in his distracting thoughts, Kain hadn’t even noticed, and just now saw an enormous basilisk scuttling across the rocks, long tongue falling slack from its jaws and winding back into its beak of a mouth in a tight spiral.
Before he could blink, the summoner had begun an incantation, speaking words so quickly, the sound rose to a dull thunder in Kain’s ears. It was the monk who moved next, moves precise and well-practiced, while Cecil readied his blade. Kain dipped to the ground, almost to his knees, coiling the spring of his body for release. He stored the energy in his legs and pushed off, vaulting to dizzying heights and soaring above his companions. It was a skill he had performed countless times, it was the trademark of the Dragoons, and yet, with his lance held firmly in his left hand, he began to notice that this time he had gravely miscalculated his jump. Was it the fatigue? Was it his own weak mind? The basilisk faded to a small dark shape on the ground and continued to fade. He was going to land too far from his target, too far from his companions, and the change in pressure from the ground to this height was forcing blood through his temples at an uncomfortable speed. His vision began to blur, heat and fatigue toying with his nerves. He shouldn’t have taken such a chance in the air while suffering from constant dehydration, and he regretted ever leaving the ground. He began to see spots, and his limbs felt like stones, unmovable stones that were dragging him downward…his head dipped, the rest of his body following. He couldn’t control the landing, he couldn’t even control where he might fall. The heat had taken its toll, and his stubbornness to ask for respite had done him in.
He picked up momentum on his descent, falling at a frightening speed. Halfway down, he gave up hoping for a pain-free landing and prayed for death, something quick, something that stole him away from this life and all he’d done wrong with it.
It was not death that greeted him on the ground when his armored body at last made violent contact. Pain exploded through his back and legs, and he knew at least one, if not many, bones were broken. He gasped wretchedly and felt the dizziness reverberate through his skull. He almost wanted to laugh, how pitiful a creature Golbez had reduced him to! Unworthy of his friends’ forgiveness, unable to make amends to the girl whose life he’d destroyed, countless faces and souls all dead or maimed by his hand, through his betrayal….
He tried to remain unfocused, tried to drive the thought of the pain from his mind, but he was failing miserably. He was beginning to lose consciousness, fog clouding his mind…dulling his senses…the blistering heat…the pain…

The sensation of something cool passing his lips brought him awake again. It slid down his parched throat and worked some sort of magic on his broken body, soothing the pain with its healing power.
Rosa.
Kain could feel her hand on his jaw, tilting his head to drink the potent liquid. The hand was soft, with only lightly calloused fingers, but strong. When he regained the function of his arms and his mind slowly returned from its murky haze, he gripped the hand of his rescuer and opened heavy lids. He blinked. This was no golden haired angel. This was not the woman he had suffered to win and failed.
Green eyes, as hard as any stone that might be used to describe them, looked down at him. Her mouth was set into a firm straight line, and her brow was etched with concern, though the rest of her face showed little sign of it.
“Can you sit up?” she asked, curt as always.
He was almost too numb to say anything, he was so startled by her presence.
“Rydia,” he mumbled, sliding his hand from her arm and pushing himself up to sitting.
She withdrew her hand from his head and sat backwards on her heels, studying him shrewdly, unruly hair cascading over her shoulders. “The others should be here soon,” she informed him, looking at a small crop of rocks to his left hopefully. She looked like an animal ready to spring away at the slightest chance, and Kain couldn't blame her. “I sent a signal for them to find. I didn’t have a great abundance of potions, so you’ll have to wait for Rosa for the rest.”
Kain removed his helmet, dented as it was, and placed it to his side. “How long…”
“A few hours. We went looking when you didn’t come back after a while. Cecil and Rosa were worried.”
He noticed that she didn’t point out that she was worried.
“They shouldn’t be worried,” he said bitterly, gruffly, staring at his boots. “This was all my fault. All of this is my fault. If I hadn’t—we wouldn’t be racing for the crystals now…your village…”
“So you admit that it was your fault,” she said pointedly.
He glanced up at her, then at the ground. “If only the old man’s Meteor had killed me instead…”
“You made everyone suffer,” she went on. “You’re responsible for the crystals of air and earth being stolen, and for Rosa…”
“I know…”
“How is it someone as strong as you fell so low? You could have stopped it! You could have helped from the beginning!”
Her words each felt like blows and he winced every time she spoke.
“I’m not as strong as everyone supposes,” he replied weakly, ashamed.
“Then get stronger!” she snapped. “He trusts you, regards you as a friend even after everything that’s happened. Prove to him that his trust is well placed!”
“I’m sorry…I’m sorry for everything.”
“It’s going to take more than that to move me,” she replied. “I’m not Cecil.”
He chanced a small smile and shook his head. “No. No you’re not.”
She stood up and walked a few feet away, standing on her toes, looking for something. When she looked back there was a strange glint in her eyes.
“You look more like a human without that helmet,” she observed. “I thought the same of Cecil once.”
He frowned, unwilling to make the comparison between himself and the holy paladin. “I’ll never find that sort of redemption…”
Rydia shrugged, her eyes searching between the crags and fissures in the landscape. “Perhaps not,” she admitted. “But you’ll never find out if the journey kills you first.”
Those words, so simple, rang deep into his soul, creating a new respect for this girl with magic in her blood. He sighed and slumped forward, sweat beading down his temple.
“Rydia…how is that you’ve always been so strong?” he muttered almost to himself.
She rested her hands on her hips and gave him a sidelong defiant glance. “Who said I was as strong as you suppose?”
“I envy your resolve,” he replied.
“Well, I don’t envy you one bit,” she pointed out wryly. “You almost looked like an armored pancake when I first found you. Rosa can cure the rest of you, but that armor…” she paused and shook her head. “Kain, make me a promise,” she said, looking directly into his hard blue eyes.
“Promise me you’ll try.”
He furrowed his brow in confusion. “What?”
“To redeem yourself. Otherwise I’ll never forgive you, and I have the power to make sure you don’t forget it.”
Kain swallowed hard. This was not the conversation he’d been expecting from her. It was far more tame than he could have imagined, still painful, but subdued. He nodded grimly.
“Rydia…”
“Don’t thank me,” she interrupted him. “If it weren’t for Cecil and Rosa, I wouldn’t have gone looking for you in the first place and we wouldn’t be having this conversation. I just don’t want to see them hurt again.”
“You’re an incredible woman.”
She stared at him, silent and stiff. “You’re a fool,” she finally said, stalking off when she heard footsteps approaching from beyond a wall of rock.
Kain frowned again. “I am a fool,” he repeated to himself. “Hopefully one who can someday earn forgiveness from even you.”

The Summoned Land

Wed, 06 Aug 2008 17:48:56 GMT

Below is a list of links to all chapters on fanfiction.net, including a brief summary (again)

Title: The Summoned Land
Rating: K
Words: 132,419
Chapters: 37
Status: Complete
Summary: This story is written from the perspective of Rydia and follows her journey to the Land of the Summoned Monsters (now known as the Feymarch), exploring her experiences growing up among the Eidolons. This is meant to fill in 10 years of missing plot from Rydia's storyline. (this story was begun long before the DS release, so it contains names from the older versions. I do not refer to the Eidolons in this fic as such, nor do I call the home of the Summons the Feymarch).

Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty One
Chapter Twenty Two
Chapter Twenty Three
Chapter Twenty Four
Chapter Twenty Five
Chapter Twenty Six
Chapter Twenty Seven
Chapter Twenty Eight
Chapter Twenty Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty One
Chapter Thirty Two
Chapter Thirty Three
Chapter Thirty Four
Chapter Thirty Five
Chapter Thirty Six
Chapter Thirty Seven

FFIV Fanfiction, Edge/Rydia

Wed, 09 Jul 2008 17:21:11 GMT

I posted this a while ago in response to an OTP war and thought I would post it here as well...YES IT'S ROMANCE, AND NO I DON'T NORMALLY POST ROMANCE. Well...it's more angsty romance...

Title: The Dangers of Wine
Pairing: Edge/Rydia
Rating: K
Words: 973
Summary: Oneshot. What was wrong with him? Why was he ignoring her, they were friends after all...weren't they? But Rydia's had too much of the wine, and now she begins to suspect what she should have seen all along... (Post-game. Scene at Cecil and Rosa's wedding)

It was the wine that made her bold—and unsteady. Rydia wished she could attribute her newfound gumption to her own strength of spirit, but was willing to admit she might have imbibed more than just the first round of toasts. No one had warned her how powerful the burgundy liquid was, and before her brain had caught up to her body, her feet had carried her halfway across the room to demand answers from a certain ninja king.
She found Edge standing in a corner, watching the dancers with keen disinterest. What was he trying to prove, she fumed, as she wandered clumsily through small crowds and around clusters of tables to reach him. He, the man of off-color jokes and snide remarks, the one who always had something to say and an opinion to give, solicited or not, was hiding in a corner; aloof, poised, and strangest of all, silent.
All she wanted was a hello, and he hadn’t even offered her that much throughout the course of the day. Worst of all, amid dozens of friends and comrades in attendance for the ceremony that morning, he had given her nothing more than a curt dismissal. Not a word during the greeting of guests, nor during the wedding feast either. Had the world gone and flipped itself upside down in the three short months she’d been away? Where was the brash irresponsible man she’d grown to know and joke with during their travels together?
She knew the answer to that. A corner. Hiding from the festivities, hiding from her.
She stopped two arm lengths away, suddenly aware of where she was but dizzy from the wine. Why hadn’t Edward taken her cup away after three rounds?
She glared at him, swaying slightly, and tried to remind herself why she was standing where she was in the first place. Loathing coupled with hurt feelings were the first things that came to mind, but when she noticed he was actually looking back, her heart performed an involuntary somersault in her chest.
By the gods, she inwardly sighed.
She wanted to slap him in the face, shake him hard at the shoulders, and ask if he had lost his mind, but all she could do was stare back at him blankly, her mission forgotten under the scrutiny of his gray-blue eyes. A face normally half covered in cloth, obscured by hoods, and all other devices of the ninja trade, was now exposed to full view. A jaw with well defined angles, eyes that gleamed with cleverness, and silver hair somehow always in a state of organized chaos atop his head. It bothered her to even be thinking about those things. They were friends, combatants with words, and his earlier behavior left her thinking she was no longer a worthy sparring partner, that was all. All she wanted was an explanation, not a chance to admire the arrangement of his features. She blamed it on the wine.
He was still staring at her, a strange look of panic evident in the slight crease of his brow.
“Edge,” she forced out.
“Rydia,” he answered.
There was a strained silence between them that continued until the musicians changed tunes and the dancers reformed their lines.
“I think it’s your turn to say something,” she pointed out.
“Rydia,” he repeated.
How much had he had to drink, she wondered. It was time to take a different direction.
She pointed wildly in the direction of the dance floor, unable to fully control her movements.
“Look at them, don’t they make a wonderful couple?” she asked, trying to pry him out.
But he wasn’t looking at the dance floor anymore, pretending or otherwise. He was looking at her. As much as she had desired his attention earlier, now she was uncomfortable, and he still wasn’t talking.
“Rosa looks beautiful,” she tried again.
“Yes you do,” he admitted.
“What?”
Had she heard him correctly? A blush crept up her neck to her cheeks. The wine, it must be the wine, she convinced herself.
But the look on his face told her he was equally stunned to have said the words. There was another pause between them.
“I—I thought you looked lonely, but I can see I’m only bothering you,” she stammered nervously, starting to move away.
He reached out and caught her arm, his fingers coming in contact with bare skin. A jolt ran up Rydia’s spine, and she looked at him, dazed.
“Wait,” he pled.
Curse the wine! He deserved a smack to the face, not her rapt attention!
Despite her better judgment, she lingered, intoxicated by the feel of his warmth on her arm, by the closeness of him. She was dizzy again, but for more reasons than the wine, reasons she didn’t understand.
“Do you dance?” he asked, far too awkwardly for his usual suave demeanor.
“Dance?” some semblance of sanity returned to her just then. She’d had too much to drink. She didn’t like the way he was making her feel. She’d come here to scold him, not dance with him, and his eyes, oh his eyes.
She pulled her arm back and swayed from the effort. It took a lot of energy to pin her gaze to the floor where the granite was starting to spin, and not accept his invitation. “I’m sorry,” she sputtered. “I—I have to go.”
Spots were starting to cloud her vision as she stumbled back across the room. She could still feel his eyes on her back, leaving her stomach cold with guilt, but her head swirling with questions. She left the room frantically, throwing herself against the other side of the door, away from those eyes, away from the dancers. Catching her breath in short gasps, she knew one thing for certain—she was never drinking wine again.

Escaping the Flames

Fri, 10 Aug 2007 16:55:55 GMT

It occurred to me that I'd been posting individual chapters for Escaping the Flames last summer and then suddenly stopped halfway through. The fanfiction is completed now and instead of posting the rest of the individual chapters, I'll just put up a link to the entire completed fic on fanfiction.net

I feel like I'm talking about this thing all the time, but for those of you interested, here's the link and a description.

http://www.fanfiction.net/s/2805280/1/Escaping_the_Flames

Title: Escaping the Flames
Rating: K+
Length: 18 chapters
Based on: Final Fantasy IV's character Rydia
Summary: (those of you that know the game and the character, this is a novelization of game events from Rydia's point of view as a little girl, starting from Mist. Goes into her character a little more and there's more dialogue and character interaction.)
For those of you who DON'T know the game or character, here's summary number two:
Rydia is a seven year old girl just wanting to learn to become a summoner like her mother. One day when two mysterious knights arrive in the valley of her village unknowingly bringing destruction with them, her peaceful life is shattered. With her village gone, and her mother dead, Rydia finds herself in the company of Cecil, a dark knight who was tricked into carrying out the errand to her village that ended in its annihilation. Afterwards swearing himself an enemy to his own kingdom, travels with Rydia, a fledgling mage, to put an end to his king's madness and spare the other kingdoms from any more bloodshed. But to stand up against the strongest kingdom in the world, they'll need allies. Rydia gets caught up in a quest to save the world and avenge her fallen people. She's just a little girl, but as she travels, she finds she's so much more.

I suck at summaries, but yeah, that's the gist of it.

Part II

Thu, 16 Mar 2006 04:32:27 GMT

Here's the second part of Escaping the Flames..."Where Trust Begins" This one takes up a bit more space because I had to doublespace some of the lines and I'm too lazy to change that...it's only 1240 words

It felt like a mountain had fallen on top of her. She hurt all over and her head felt like it had been through a clothes press. She opened her eyes and started. Where was she? This wasn’t Mist! Where was her mother!

She looked around frantically and instinctively grasped for her rod. There was no rod, only blankets.

It was a dark room with pillars on both sides of it and curtains hanging between them. Torches were hanging from brackets on the pillars and the light they cast filtered through the heavy curtains and allowed Rydia to see rows of beds.

Was this an inn? She had never seen a place like it in her life. With a chill, she wondered is she was dead and this was the hall of the Summoned. No. She hurt too much to be dead, this had to be somewhere, but it definitely wasn’t Mist.

“You’re awake,” she heard a voice say and she nearly jumped out of her bed.

She cast her eyes around, trying to find her addressor and they finally rested on a dark figure half buried in the shadows. How had she not seen him before? Then again, he did look very much like a statue.

She clamped her mouth shut and forced back any tears from her eyes. It was the man with the bull shaped helmet, its horns making strange shapes on the wall when they caught the light. Why did he keep his mask on? Coward. Couldn’t even let the girl whose mother he killed and village he burned see his face?

He moved and she tensed.

“My name is Cecil. I know I probably can’t be forgiven for what I’ve done…but at least let me protect you,” he said softly, mournfully.

She stared into the black caverns of his helmet that were supposed to be eyes. She felt nothing but anger. Forgive him?

That wouldn’t bring her mother or her friends back. Nothing he could do would ever bring them back or erase the memory etched in her mind; the feel of the flames and the choking heat of the smoke…She couldn’t forgive him. Where was the other for that matter, the dragon head? Why wasn’t he asking for “forgiveness” too?

He turned his head away from her and moved to the bed beside hers. He just sat there, not moving for a very long time.

Rydia’s eyes burned. She felt so empty. She couldn’t smell the hills anymore, the grass, the fine mist, she couldn’t hear the other children’s voices when everyone was playing in the village square; even her mother’s voice was fading into a background of memories filled with fear and smoke. Her world was gone. Everyone in it was gone and she was here all alone with this man, this murderer. How dare he ask her for forgiveness! He and the other had burned everything to the ground and now she was all alone.

She started to hiccup with sobs. She sank back into her bed and buried her face, trying not to let him hear her pain. But she was so tired. Her eyelids were growing heavy and she was having difficulty keeping her focus. She just wanted to disappear. Maybe if she closed her eyes she’d wake up somewhere else. Maybe this wasn’t real. Just a dream. Just a dream…

She had finally drifted off to sleep when a door opened with a low, heavy thud and men’s voices boomed between the pillars in the room. They were loud, intent, and angry.

Her eyes snapped open and she jumped with alarm. She tried to bury herself in her blankets and saw that the knight, who called himself Cecil, reach for his sword.

The curtains between the first set of pillars nearest the door were swept back, exposing the first two beds in the room; then the second. They were looking for something—someone.

“Cecil, show yourself!” a bristling voice commanded.

Rydia glanced at the knight as he drew his weapon. At that instant, the last set of curtains was drawn back and Rydia squinted against the bright torchlight that spilled across her face.

“Hand her over!” a man in armor standing in the center of three others ordered, pointing at her.

“What?!” Cecil demanded.

“His Majesty knew the summoners would pose a threat, so he ordered them wiped out. Now hand over the girl!”

Cecil stood with his sword and stepped in front of Rydia, shielding her.

“No.”

“You refuse? The king will not be pleased with your insubordination.”

“I will no longer obey such orders. I will not hand over the girl.”

“Very well. Take him down!”

Rydia was terrified. Who were these men and why were they after her—a little girl!

Three guards advanced towards her and Cecil with their swords drawn.

Cecil avoided the first man’s blows and returned with a strike below the man’s arm where he was unprotected and threw him backward. The next he struck across the chest, and on the backstroke, drove his sword into the man’s helmet, dropping him to the ground.

The third guard managed to hit Cecil’s knee but he too was thwarted a moment later with a crunching sound as his breastplate gave out beneath Cecil’s sword. The captain looked at his fallen men in dismay.

Cecil leveled his sword at the captain but the captain only narrowed his eyes.

“I won’t forget this,” he said darkly, as he backed away and then fled from the inn.

Cecil stood in the center of the room, motionless. Rydia was overcome with shock. She wanted to turn her eyes away from the fallen guards, but couldn’t. These men had come to kill her—kill ¬her—and there they were on the floor—dead.

She looked at Cecil and he turned.

She was completely dumbfounded.

“Why did you…” she trailed off.

Why had he protected her? What were his reasons? Was he being honest or was he trying to trick her? Her mind spun in a hundred different directions at once. She was only seven! These sorts of things don’t happen to seven-year-olds! She wished her mother were here to help her make the right decision, to figure all this out…

And then out of nowhere she found words.

“My name’s Rydia,” she said quietly.

“Rydia,” he repeated, testing it, “I’m so sorry, Rydia…”

She stared at him and he studied her in return.

“You protected me.”

“I won’t let any harm come to you, not after what I’ve done. The least I can do is that,” he confessed.

Maybe it wasn’t him that burned the village, she thought. Maybe it was a mistake. If he had really wanted to kill everyone, he would have turned her over to those men. Maybe she could trust him--just maybe--and find out who really had killed her mother.

Staring at him she realized that he was the only person who could answer her questions. All of the confusion that she felt, he could take her to the answer. She couldn’t stay behind anymore, it wasn’t safe. More men might come after her. She would follow him until she knew the truth.

She hadn’t given it a thought when he asked earlier, but he had given her another chance. She was still alive, and she felt that maybe—possibly--she could forgive him…at least enough to go with him for now. With watery eyes she looked up at him and said the only thing she could say—

“Thank-you.”

Alrighty Then!

Sat, 22 Oct 2005 18:46:23 GMT

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