Castorice/Dialogue

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"Eternal Holy City" Okhema

After completing Trailblaze Mission Hero, Bear Thy Coreflame, Castorice will appear in "Eternal Holy City" Okhema. She will disappear and be replaced with a Fragments of Recollection after completing Trailblaze Mission Witch's Mirrored Reversal:

Voice Lines

(Version 1)

▶ "Pardon me... could you please maintain a safe distance?"

(Version 2)

▶ "Is your skin also... as cold as ice?"

Dialogue

(Dialogue may be triggered by getting too close to Castorice or through regular interaction)

Castorice: Please be careful, (Mr./Miss) (Trailblazer). Don't get too close... Sorry, this is for your safety. I do not have any objection to your presence.

Castorice: Is there something you wish to discuss with me, (mister/miss)?

Castorice, let's chat.

Castorice: I would love to... although I very rarely converse with others. I am not gifted with communication... Please do not be offended, (mister/miss).

(Available after completing Passage, Reveal the Past Once More, disappears after completing Witch's Mirrored Reversal)

Lately, my impression of you has changed.

Castorice: Oh? Really? If I may ask, when and because of what did your impression change?

When we went to the Grove together.

Castorice: Indeed, traveling together often reveals sides of a friend that were previously unseen. Even Trianne, whom I've known for so long, showed hidden sides of her personality on this trip to the Grove.

Castorice: As for you... you, too, showed me a side I didn't know. For example, while you're as carefree and pure as Trianne, you're also incredibly reliable in critical moments.

Castorice: Oh? What was my first impression of you? Funny story — when I first saw you standing with Phainon, I thought Okhema had welcomed yet another upright Deliverer.

You're good at taking care of other people's emotions.

Castorice: Ah, thank you for the compliment... I suppose I have to thank the thousand years I've spent brushing shoulders with death. As an executioner, I've trained myself to deeply understand the minds of those nearing their end...

Castorice: Why are you silent? And... what does this phrase "black comedy" mean...?

You're much more approachable and interesting than my first impression of you.

Castorice: Ah, I'm glad you think so. I've spent much of my life in seclusion, bearing the curse of death, so it's been a long time since I made new friends. Perhaps my initial impression does come across as cold.

Castorice: Lady Aglaea once advised me to be gentler and more amiable in my demeanor. But people either avoid me altogether or treat me with great reverence — this distance is not so easily bridged.

Castorice: Let me take your words as encouragement, then. I hope that in the near future, you'll see even more welcoming changes in me.

What do you like to do normally?

Castorice: Read books... visit graves... admiring flowers... and make ornaments.

Very niche hobbies.

Castorice: Indeed. It is difficult for me to work alongside others due to my curse. I have no choice but to find hobbies I can enjoy alone.

Let me see what you made.

Castorice: Ah... I made all of these butterfly and flower accessories on my dress...

So cute!

Castorice: Oh, cute... Thank you.

Castorice: I have read all of the books in the Okhema archives. I prefer books on history and culture. My favorite story is about a princess that becomes a dragon...

Castorice: Please do not laugh at me. A legend is a precious crystal that is born over the course of millennia. Take the famous Titan mythology of Amphoreus. If you have time to learn about it, you will be shocked by its vastness and exquisite detail.

Castorice: As for visiting graves... Many of the deceased around the graveyards of Okhema were personally embalmed by me. I periodically go to their tombs to dust... I'm not sure why but I'm always concerned that somehow they cannot rest in peace.

Castorice: Ornamet-making [sic] is the way I preserve things of beauty, such as butterflies and dried flowers... I sew them onto special silk fabric so they look like they never lost their lives.

Castorice: I learned sewing techniques from lady [sic] Aglaea to ensure that I do not damage them in the process. I could gift you some in the future if you'd like to have some.

The people of Okhema seem to fear you.

Castorice: They cannot be blamed for this. I am the "mortician" in the holy city. I was also once... the holy maiden who oversaw warfare in Aidonia. In their eyes, I am no more than a walking envoy of death.

I would like to hear your story.

Castorice: I have no memories of the time before I came to Aidonia. From what I'm told, I was merely a drifter who wandered the wastelands until Aidonia took me in.

I'd like to hear stories about Aidonia.

Castorice: Aidonia is a city that follows Thanatos. Its residents see death with no fear... Unlike the Kremnoans longing to die in battle, the Aidonians see death as the a [sic] blessed final destination for life.

Castorice: However, that does not mean that Aidonians do not treasure life. On the contrary, they believe that it is only by living a long life and tempering oneself will one gain a soul tenacious enough to cross the River of Souls and meet Thanatos.

Castorice: The Aidonian found me in the wilds. They strongly believed that I had received the blessing of the Titan of Death, that my hands could spare them from the River of Souls and send them straight to the great Thanatos.

Castorice: So, I was revered as the "Maiden of War"... Only I could grant the deceased Aidonian warriors the comfort and respect that they deserve.

Tell me about the Titans!

Castorice: I never would have thought that you were also interested in the mythological tales of Amphoreus, (mister/miss)! As luck would have it, I have collected many interesting stories over my long years. What kind of tale would you like to hear?

I want to hear a formal historical account!

Castorice: I fear you may be disappointed, (mister/miss). The majority of Amphoreus' history comes from bards recounting stories of ancient times. These stories are then recorded into words by third parties. Distortions of the truth are inevitable.

Castorice: Perhaps the story that best fits the description of "a formal historical account" is the myth of Amphoreus' creation that the bath sprites have been telling.

Castorice: However, I have other interesting stories that I could share with you. That is, if you do not mind.

I want to hear historical rumors and gossip!

Castorice: I do have a number of interesting stories that I could share with you. That is, if you do not mind.

Castorice: For instance... The story of Zagreus.

Castorice: Legend has it that Zagreus used to enjoy playing pranks on the other gods, stealing Talanton's scales and Phagousa's wine glass. To put an end to their misdoings, the gods fastened a star to Zagreus' body to reveal their whereabouts at all times.

Castorice: Another story that I have heard is that the Titans Phagousa and Georios cannot stand each other. Legend states that when it rains in Amphoreus, this is actually Phagousa taunting Georios after having gotten Aquila drunk.

Castorice: So, Georios formed an alliance with Cerces to have plants shelter the land and block the sound of Phagousa's endless waves and rain.

Castorice: There are even more bizarre legends than these: It is said that Nikador did something to Talanton, which is...

Castorice: Ah, my apologies. I got caught up in my stories and ended up rambling. I'm so sorry to have wasted your time. I rarely get an opportunity to speak so freely with a friend... I am truly grateful.

That's all I wanted to talk about. Goodbye!

Castorice: Okay, farewell. Let's talk again when we get a chance.

That's all I wanted to talk about. Goodbye!

Castorice: Okay, farewell. Let's talk again when we get a chance.

(Obtain Memory Crystal Shard ×1, one-time only)

(Available after completing Witch's Mirrored Reversal)

Castorice is now in the nether realm, guarding the cycle of life and death for Amphoreus. What you see now is simply a reflection, a lingering shadow of the past.

Castorice: Is there something you wish to discuss with me, (mister/miss)?

Castorice, let's chat.

Castorice: I would love to... although I very rarely converse with others. I am not gifted with communication... Please do not be offended, (mister/miss).

I want... to give you a hug.

The fragment of memory seems to waver — words once spoken are reappearing now due to the emotion they contain...

Castorice: Thank you for fulfilling this wish of mine.

Castorice: The shore across... is cold, and is also referred to as the land of sorrows.

Castorice: Yet with this heartbeat, and the warmth of that embrace, the nether realm somehow seems to be a gentle sanctuary.

Thank you for bringing me back to the mortal world.

Castorice: I knew you could do it.

Castorice: And now, I can finally be certain...

Castorice: My touch and embrace can do more than just bring ice-cold loss...

Castorice: They also carry with them the warmth of life.

You're... not coming back?

Castorice: I will stay here and embrace my destiny.

Castorice: I will illuminate the cold shadow of death.

In the nether realm, don't forget to send me a "nether postcard."

Castorice: ...

The shadow of the memory remains silent, for this conversation never truly occurred.

Castorice: Farewell, then. May we... reunite in the new world.

(Following dialogue options are same as above)

Beyond Time: An Eternal Page

After completing Trailblaze Mission Fallen Petals, Leave Fading Traces of Fragrance, Castorice may appear in the following locations in Beyond Time: An Eternal Page:

Voice Lines

(Version 1)

▶ I hope we can fill this place...with blooming flowers.

(Version 2)

▶ See you tomorrow, Amphoreus.

(Version 3)

▶ (Humming)

Dialogue

(Sunlit Garden, with Anaxa and Terravox)

Castorice: ...

Castorice: Professor Anaxa, I'm ready.

Castorice: Now, with these hands, I can touch life itself. Please teach me everything about how to interact with little dromases!

Anaxa: Good, then let me teach you the first step to getting close to little dromases: hold out your hand, let them come over and sniff it, so they get used to your scent...

Terravox: Grumph...

Anaxa: Wait, where did that little dromas go? This one is way too huge!

Anaxa: (Trailblazer)? I remember you once hatched a baby dromas. Could it be that the fantastic creature before us is what it has grown to?

Behold, the one and only True Dromas God!

Hello, Professor "Beast Emperor."

Anaxa: Next time, please call me that only when my students aren't around.

Castorice: Ah... It's Lord Terravox, the legendary "ancestor of the dromases."

Anaxa: Terravox? The greatest creation of Georios, the unseen ruler of the earth through the ages... so it was you...

Terravox: Grumph...

Castorice: Its stature is truly magnificent! Clad in golden armor, its presence rivals that of my Pollux...

Castorice: I wonder if the method for interacting with little dromases will still work on it? Professor Anaxa, please teach me the next step! Huh? Professor Anaxa?

Anaxa: No need for a second step.

Anaxa: Quick! Castorice, get a close-up from side profile, full-resolution HD. I'll take the front shot. And (Trailblazer), contact the Mountain Dweller merchants right away. We need massive amounts of fresh redsoil...

He's way too into it.

I'll help you contact the toy maker again.

Castorice: Ah! So Trailblazer, you mean to commission a super-rare, custom dromas plushie from the toy maker?

Anaxa: Come on, I'm not a five-year-old who falls asleep hugging a dromas plushie anymore.

I'll get in touch with Phainon for you again.

Castorice: Huh?

Castorice: Pfft... Don't tell me Phainon is about to rewrite another study on "On Dromases' Superiority to Titans"?

Terravox: Hehe, what a lively bunch! Are you new companions I've never traveled with before? My appearance must have caught your eye?

Castorice: Ah! So dromases can speak!? Wait, no, as the ancestor of all souls, it'd be stranger if it couldn't speak.

Terravox: I've heard of a scholar under Cerces who's really into dromases, but I'm afraid my story might disappoint you.

Anaxa: Oh?

Terravox: Ah, the gentle and honest nature of the dromases... Not only did I once abandon them, but I also did something my old friend Geocles called proclaimed a betrayal, and I nearly brought eternal ruin upon the final Flame-Chase...

Anaxa: ...

Anaxa: Hahahahaha, good, very good!

Terravox: ?

Anaxa: I've done all those things you mentioned, too.

Castorice: Professor Anaxa... he really loves dromases way too much...

(Subsequent interactions)

Castorice: I thought the dromas interaction lesson would be more gradual, but wow, we're starting off with the heavyweight guest right away!

How does it feel to touch the Dromas King?

Castorice: The texture of the skin is rougher than I imagined, with many old scars. Lord Terravox must have been through countless difficult battles...

The dromas seems quite fond of you, too.

Castorice: Long ago, I came across a bone fragment from a dromas as a mortician and crafted it into a bone flute. When played, it produced a deep, melancholic sound, as if softly brushing against the very soul of the dromas.

Castorice: It was the only way I could touch them back then. Thankfully, now I can play with them without worry.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1): Castorice: Please accept this flower crown, (Trailblazer).; Castorice: Girls in Aidonia give flower crowns to travelers who are about to embark on long journeys. They pray that the scent of the withered petals will help the traveler evade Thanatos's gaze and return home safely.; Castorice: I hope it brings you back safely, too.
(Obtain A Note from Castorice and Antila Flower Coronet)

Why not start with something more lightweight?

Castorice: If it's a baby dromas, I might be able to pick them up. Would that count as a more... forceful kind of "embrace"?

(Sunlit Garden, with "Elder" Amunet, Kalista and Polyxia)

Kalista: Hey Castorice, have you ever tried putting your hair up in a bun, or braiding your bangs?

Castorice: Ah... putting my hair... up in a bun? I haven't tried that before.

Kalista: Hmm, your hair is so pretty... I imagine it'll fit you perfectly.

Kalista: Back in Aidonia, I always saw you sitting aside as you watched the children groom each other's hair after evening prayers.

Kalista: So I'd always wondered, would you like to give it a try too?

Polyxia: Oh, my dear sister also loves to doll up. She's someone who takes pride in her appearance, and decorates her hair with fresh flowers every day.

Castorice: Little Polyxia, I... I don't do it every day...

So this is who you really are, Castorice!

I wish I could change my hairstyle too.

Castorice: For you, I think a high ponytail would look quite nice.

Castorice: Come to think of it, ever since I became Aidonia's Maiden of War, I'd been styling my own hair most of the time... After all, it's not easy to trouble others to help me with that.

Castorice: Lady Aglaea has helped groom me up a few times before, but I wouldn't want my trivial wishes to put her in harm's way.

But now, everything is different.

Castorice: Indeed, this was all thanks to your efforts as well. I'm truly grateful to you.

Actually, I could have also helped you back then...

Castorice: Please stop joking about how you were "already dead back then."

Polyxia: The curse has been dispelled. Now, you can freely fulfill your wish without a worry in the world.

Polyxia: No matter how small that wish may be... this is exactly how I wanted to see you!

Kalista: We can style your hair differently every day. I learned quite a few ways at the Aidonia Temple.

Amunet: Heh... you stumble through your prayers, but when it comes to these trivial details, you've got a photographic memory.

Kalista: Ah, Lady Amunet!?

Amunet: Hehe, as punishment, you'll have to go braid your sister Castorice's hair.

Kalista: Yay!

Castorice: Huh... Th—Thank you all.

Kalista: Let's start with braids! I'll do the left side!

Polyxia: Well then, I'll take the right side.

...What am I supposed to do then?

I'll cheer you guys on.

Castorice: (Trailblazer), I'm sorry you had to witness this.

(Subsequent interactions)

Castorice: (Trailblazer), I apologize for the noise. Please excuse our poor hospitality.

You sisters seem to get along well.

Castorice: Mhm... But I grew up alone, and after going to the Sea of Souls, I've been ferrying souls back and forth by myself.

Castorice: I don't know how to react to such a sudden affectionate embrace.

That's a good problem to have.

Just smile!

Castorice: Yes... As you say, (Trailblazer). I should indeed cherish these hard-earned moments of peace.

Still got time for poetry?

Castorice: As you can see, with them by my side, there are more and more things I want to do, and it's hard to find time to pick up the pen.

Castorice: Still, all those little moments spent with them have blessed me with inspiration.

Castorice: Perhaps... when we meet again, I'll have some verses to share with you.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1): Castorice: Please accept this flower crown, (Trailblazer).; Castorice: Girls in Aidonia give flower crowns to travelers who are about to embark on long journeys. They pray that the scent of the withered petals will help the traveler evade Thanatos's gaze and return home safely.; Castorice: I hope it brings you back safely, too.
(Obtain A Note from Castorice and Antila Flower Coronet)

Savor this moment.

Castorice: Hmm... if you'd like to stay here a bit longer... you're equally welcome.

Amunet: Heh... Looking at them reminds me of my sisters who were also taken in by the temple.

Amunet: At this point, the prayers that hail death in Aidonia have become nothing but absurd delusions.

Amunet: But I still believe that all things must come to an end. That end might be death, or to be forgotten. But until then...

Kalista: We don't have to hold hands through a branch or avoid hugs anymore. Castorice, is there anything else you want to do but haven't been able to?

Polyxia: Pinky promise, tickle fight... arm wrestling?

Castorice: Huh?

Amunet: ...Hehe. Before that, we've got tons and tons of things waiting for us to do.

(Dome of the Stars, with Cipher and Mydei)

Castorice: Lord Mydei, what... what brings you here?

Mydei: ...Castorice? Are you here for the event too?

Castorice: Yes, but I had no idea that Lord Mydei would be participating too. Don't tell me you've also prepared some handicrafts?

Mydei: Crafts? You mean ingredients? I'm also surprised that you signed up for the new Master Chrysos Chef Championship...

Castorice: A—A Culinary Showdown? Isn't this supposed to be the 1st Amphoreus Handicraft Convention?

Mydei: Huh?

Who the heck wandered onto the wrong set?

How have I not heard about either of these?

Castorice: I received an invitation addressed "Dear Miss Castorice," with the time and location of a handicraft exchange meeting, sealed with the Council of Elders' wax seal.

Castorice: Huh. This wax seal... why does it have a grid-like reflective effect? When you look at it under the starlight...

Mydei: Is it in the shape of Cipher's cat coin?

Castorice: That's correct...

Mydei: Sure enough, I also received an invitation in the same format. The letter mentioned that this time, there would be a legendary chef from another world beyond the sky participating, bringing new cosmic-flavored dishes. I let my guard down... I was careless.

Good thing it wasn't an arm wrestling contest.

Castorice: (Trailblazer), you still remember that arm-wrestling tournament Lady Cipher signed me up for.

Castorice: But now, I no longer bear the authority of Death. These hands of mine probably can't defeat Lord Mydei anymore.

This kitty has gone bad.

Castorice: I should have known earlier that Lady Cipher would be up to her tricks, unable to resist playing her mischievous games in this new world to mess with everyone...

Castorice: I wonder how many others Cipher has tricked with the same ploy... or could we be the only two who fell for it?

A lazy voice drifted down from above.

Cipher: "It's not that dramatic, I only prepared four letters! The other two are meant for our little deliverer boy and the tailor girl, inviting them to wear their self-coordinated new outfits to the new season's fashion exhibition..."

Cipher: "Hehe, I can't wait to see the tailor girl getting headaches over our little deliverer boy's fashion sense! Meow Express, off we go!"

Castorice: The voice faded away... Cipher sure is full of energy.

Mydei: It's alright, I understand. Time flows peacefully in this new world, but an ordinary life doesn't mean it has to stay the same forever. She probably just wants to bring something fresh and exciting to everyone.

Mydei: ...while satisfying her urge to pull a few mischievous pranks.

Castorice: I haven't seen Lord Phainon dressed in yellow and purple either. I'm quite curious indeed.

What about the ingredients Mydei brought?

Mydei: If you don't mind, I can cook them right here and invite everyone to enjoy the meal together.

Guess who's not getting an invite?

Cipher: *voice only* "I haven't gone far yet! I can hear everything, Gray Mystery."

Perfect, let's have Master Mydei do the cooking.

Mydei: Sure, I'll adjust the heat to your taste.

What about the handmade stuff from Castorice?

Castorice: These are all things you're familiar with: bookmarks, cushions, and felt dolls. They're a bit rough around the edges because I made them in a rush, but I was hoping to exchange them with everyone at the meetup.

Castorice: Hmm... But now, please allow me to take them back and refine them a little.

Time to look forward to the fashion exhibition.

Mydei: Well, I have a suggestion: for the good of your stomach, let's eat after we've seen Phainon's outfit.

Castorice: Lord Mydei... is it really going to be that dramatic?

(Subsequent interactions)

Castorice: The starry sky above is so beautiful, each star twinkling like countless blinking souls.

Castorice: (Mr./Miss) (Trailblazer), if you have time, would you like to join me for a stroll in the garden?

Castorice: I scattered many flower seeds there, hoping time would wash those melancholic memories away, allowing the seeds of stories to grow once again into an endless sea of flowers.

What kind of flowers did you plant?

Castorice: Antila is a flower that grows in the nether realm. Its pure petals bring final peace to the departed, but planting it here seems rather inappropriate.

Castorice: So... this time I planted even more dazzling flowers.

Castorice: I believe there must be worlds blooming with lush flowers beyond the sky as well, right? If you have the chance, please bring me some flower seeds you encounter along your journey.

Do you still have any melancholic memories?

Castorice: Though people are still somewhat wary around me, curious children are now willing to hold my hand as they go and watch butterflies resting among the flowers.

Castorice: Their chubby fingertips are as warm as a hug.

Castorice: If I must name something regretful, it would be our encounter. Meetings and partings are part and parcel of life, and you must always venture forth toward more distant stars...

Castorice: But the miracles that your arrival brought to Amphoreus, and all those memories we shared, are already precious enough to me.

(If this option has not been completed yet)

Is there anything you want me to remember?

(Submit "Fruit of Time" ×1): Castorice: Please accept this flower crown, (Trailblazer).; Castorice: Girls in Aidonia give flower crowns to travelers who are about to embark on long journeys. They pray that the scent of the withered petals will help the traveler evade Thanatos's gaze and return home safely.; Castorice: I hope it brings you back safely, too.
(Obtain A Note from Castorice and Antila Flower Coronet)