Whereto Shall We Go
Last updated 2025-11-07
Whereto Shall We Go is an Adventure Mission on Amphoreus.
Steps
- Receive a message from Aglaea
- Investigate the disturbance in the Dromas Workshop
- Meet with Soctires in the Marmoreal Palace
- (Optional) Listen in on the citizens' discussion
- Investigate the outlanders headed to the Abyss
- Go to Marmoreal Market to buy supplies
- Go to the room where Soctires is being held
- Speak with Soctires
- Wait for judgment to begin
Dialogue
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Receive a message from Aglaea
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AglaeaEsteemed guest, are you near the dromas workshop?It seems a commotion has broken out thereDo you think you can go and take a look? I can't get away at the momentLeave it to me!
Easy-peasy, lemon squeezyThank you. I'll leave you to itUnpaid labor again?Am I getting roped into unpaid labor again?Today is gonna be another fulfilling dayCompared to assignments, this is more along the lines of a request between friendsI'm so honored!Being personally named by Lady Aglaea...This is a great honor!You needn't stand on ceremony. Consider it a favor among friendsOh, right. Please refrain from mentioning my nameThank you, esteemed guest
Accepted MissionWhereto Shall We Go
Investigate the disturbance in the Dromas Workshop
Mission DescriptionAglaea has sent word that there has been a disturbance in the Dromas Workshop. There is no room for error at this critical moment. You know that the walls of the holy city are not stable.
- (Approach the marked location)
- Liluder the Wealthy: Citizens, we have seen it too, it was this outlander!
- Liluder the Wealthy: That my beloved Bossman would exhibit such major mood swings, refusing to receive guests for days on end, it is the trickery of this outlander.
- Flustered Outlander: Slander! I—I only petted it lightly... Who knew your dromas would be so timid?
- Liluder the Wealthy: Hmph, "lightly"? My dromases are sacred beasts blessed by Georios. They are nigh priceless!
- Liluder the Wealthy: Like Bossman here, it loses its appetite when frightened. Without food, it won't have strength to carry people, and if it doesn't work, I'll lose that much more money in a day!
- Liluder the Wealthy: And look at these beautiful scales, they are a little shabby, but... Wuh, when did this scratch appear? You must have done this with your grubby finger!
- Flustered Outlander: Eh? That... That was already there to begin with.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Stop making excuses, no one else touched it besides you that day. You will pay for my losses!
What happened?
- Liluder the Wealthy: Oh, look who's here? Even the hero who fought alongside the Chrysos Heirs stands with me — justice does lie in the hearts of people.
- Outlander?
- Liluder the Wealthy: That's right, for these scoundrels from outside the holy city who covet our wealth, their punishment must be swift and just.
- (Remain silent)
- Liluder the Wealthy: Those who have just arrived, worry not, for I shall reiterate the story once more...
- Liluder the Wealthy: In recent times, Bossman had been unusually lazy. I noticed something amiss, and personally stood guard by its cage. Guess who I caught red-handed — this outlander!
- Liluder the Wealthy: He would come here on time every day, get close to Bossman and pinch it violently. My heart bleeds for its abuse!
- Flustered Outlander: I—I was massaging it! I noticed something off with its behavior, surmising that it was overworked, and wanted to ease its pain...
- Flustered Outlander: An owner like you — working your beasts of burden to the bone without a day off — even mountain dwellers would be hard-pressed to keep up.
- Liluder the Wealthy: H—How we rear our livestock in Okhema will not be dictated by an ignorant outlander such as you! Are you disrespecting our customs?
- Nosy Bystander: That's right, I don't know much about dromases, but this outlander is overstepping his boundaries...
- Sarcastic Bystander: Yeah, that one might even be another remnant of Zagreus's worshipers. Look at them sneaking about...
- Liluder the Wealthy: Hear that? According to our laws, you now have two choices: Resolve this with compensation, or I'll see you in civilian court.
- Flustered Outlander: Hah? But I have no money...
- Liluder the Wealthy: Don't blame me then... Where are the guards? It's time to earn your keep!
- That's a little overboard, isn't it?
- Liluder the Wealthy: Overboard? I'm in the wrong for seeking compensation from a criminal?
- ???: Lord Liluder, you are mistaken. This (lad's/
lass') words may have been candid, but the reasoning is sound.
- As a Trailblazer, I'll take care of all expenses.
- Liluder the Wealthy: ...You wish to pay the compensation for him? But how will that teach him a lesson?
- ???: Lord Liluder, the suggestion from this (lad/
lass) came from a place of goodwill. If you really do accept it, being overly compassionate would be your only fault.
- You heard that? Pay up!
- Liluder the Wealthy: Why does it sound like you're just trying to raise your voice over mine... Forget it.
- ???: That is because those standing behind you aren't just mere supporters, Lord Liluder, they may be anticipating your fall from grace.
- Fight, fight, fight!
- Liluder the Wealthy: ...That won't be necessary. I am only interested in money. It's not up to me to personally mete out punishment on outlanders.
- ???: Lord Liluder, what this (lad/
lass) means is that, your overbearing antics have escalated this conflict to the brink of physical violence.
- (Remain silent)
- ???: Lord Liluder, such methods are a tad unreasonable, no?
- As the conflict gradually reaches breaking point, a geezer emerges from the crowd.
- Liluder the Wealthy: And who're you?
- Soctires: Just an ordinary geriatric. Lord Liluder, I reckon you must have knowledge of the matter, from your confident poise. I have a few questions regarding these pack beasts.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Hmph, not only the dromases, I also know my merchandise like the back of my hand. Ask away.
- Soctires: As the guardian of these dromases, what is the most commonly known characteristic of Georios?
- Liluder the Wealthy: Need you even ask? It's earnest hardship, tenacity, and a thick hide!
- Soctires: Then, how should dromases, blessed by Georios, be manifested?
- Liluder the Wealthy: In the same way, obviously...
- Soctires: On this note, everyone may be asking a question: If this dromas here were blessed by a Titan, how could such a tough creature have a scratch on its scales?
- Soctires: I shall hazard a guess at this: When the city was attacked, the Mad King's Kin wrought destruction along the streets, causing damage to many dromases.
- Soctires: The scars on its scales are a testament to its glory. But as a servant of the earth, mud covered its scar, preventing anyone from noticing.
- Soctires: ...Till that gentleman gave it a massage, causing the mud on its scales to be kneaded off, and thus was the scar revealed.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Ha! How ludicrous. You think your outrageous rhetoric will acquit him of having to compensate me?
- Soctires: If you didn't like that, there are other theories as well: That this dromas isn't blessed at all, and is unusually frail. Or... the scar wasn't even made by that gentleman to begin with.
- Soctires: I believe Lord Liluder is most aware of the truth. You are free to choose your explanation, no matter which one it may be.
- Liluder the Wealthy: You... Fine, I'm not pursuing the matter today. Just don't let me catch that outsider doing anything funny!
- This conflict was resolved way too quickly. The crowd is engrossed in gossipy discourse, some lauding the geezer's glibness, others sorry to see the drama end so soon.
- Flustered Outsider: Ah, Mister... Thank you so much...
- Soctires: All right, you run along quickly. Don't give anyone else a reason to speak ill of you, even if you did nothing wrong.
- The flustered outlander expresses profuse appreciations and disappears into the crowd.
- Soctires: Don't be in such a hurry to leave, young friend. I still have something to say.
- So, who exactly are you?
- Soctires: My name is Soctires, the most witless geezer in Okhema, and a most devoted seeker of knowledge.
- (If the player selected "That's a little overboard, isn't it?" or "As a Trailblazer, I'll take care of all expenses.")
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- Soctires: Your support for the outlander left a deep impression on me. Kind souls are rare in most cities.
- I merely did what I had to do, you flatter me.
- Soctires: Haha, it looks like you're a habitual altruist. I believe it necessary for us to have a deeper conversation.
- We have no choice. I will stand in.
- Soctires: Haha, it looks like you're a habitual altruist. I believe it necessary for us to have a deeper conversation.
- I just wanted to pit my wits against him...
- Soctires: A person's true thoughts are often revealed in the form of jokes. I believe it necessary for us to have a deeper conversation.
- (Otherwise)
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- Soctires: I have heard of you, warrior from the outlands. You also appear to be involved in the problems plaguing the holy city.
- Yes?
- Soctires: As you can see, outlanders are gradually becoming less welcome here.
- Soctires: You are also an outlander, but you have fought side by side with the Chrysos Heirs, proven your courage, and hailed as an esteemed guest. Not all are so lucky.
- I also thought about helping that person...
- Soctires: Even if not put into practice, the intent to do good is nonetheless commendable — if other citizens could learn from your virtue, we wouldn't be in such harrowing circumstances.
- What does that have to do with me?
- Soctires: Perhaps because you are respected, therefore undisturbed by the woes of the common folk. But Okhema is not as welcoming of outlanders as it appears...
- Soctires: When this problem truly explodes, public opinion is bound to surge forth like a deluge. A person's status has never saved them from drowning.
- Soctires: This former Eternal City has always been generous in opening its doors to outlanders. But as the black tide encroaches, the goodwill in people's hearts may slowly give way to misgivings...
- Soctires: It is a long story. We should look for a place to speak about this more comfortably. How about Marmoreal Palace's baths? I am a privileged patron there.
- Soctires: If you don't mind, I'll go run a bath first. You can take a look around. The citizens are still mulling over what just happened, you might hear something of interest.
Meet with Soctires in the Marmoreal Palace
- Step DescriptionAglaea has sent word that there has been a disturbance in the Dromas Workshop. There is no room for error at this critical moment. You know that the walls of the holy city are not stable.
An old man named Soctires has shown support for the outlanders. He has invited you to the baths for a chat. The matters unfolding currently affect everyone.
- (Talk to Bakery Boss, optional)
- Bakery Boss: *sigh* Why did this matter have a happy ending? Who will fill up the hole of boredom within me now?
- Who said it isn't?
- Bakery Boss: *sigh* You have been troubled by outlanders too? Some of them really test the law's patience here...
- You hate outlanders?
- Bakery Boss: I wouldn't say that, but some outlanders really flout the laws here...
- Have you considered joining a tavern?
- Bakery Boss: What's that? A place where Phagousa's disciples congregate? I'm not interested...
- Bakery Boss: I just want to see outlanders make a fool of themselves. Some among them like to test the law's patience...
- Bakery Boss: Take me for example. I have a bakery, it doesn't earn much most days, but I can make ends meet.
- Bakery Boss: It started about two weeks ago — there would be outlanders standing by the entrance when I closed up, hoping that I would offer any unsold bread to them.
- Bakery Boss: I didn't think much of it at first, but the people who could afford them caught wind of this, and also came by to take advantage of my kindness. Everyone ended up wanting free bread, and my business suffered.
- Doesn't sound like the outlanders were at fault...
- Bakery Boss: Are they not? If they hadn't started the trend, Okhemans wouldn't have learned to be greedy!
- Couldn't you have just not offered any to those citizens?
- Bakery Boss: I... If I didn't, they would just call me miserly, offering bread to outlanders but refusing my countrymen... Business would be even worse then!
- Bakery Boss: Outrageous. Can't these guys just find a job and pay for their own bread?
- (Talk to Bakery Boss again, optional)
- Bakery Boss: Outrageous. Can't these guys just find a job and pay for their own bread?
- (Talk to Market Worker, optional)
- Market Worker: Bah, what're these outlanders doing, being so hardworking? They're even willing to work for the dromases free of charge...
- Looks like there's not enough work to go around.
- Market Worker: Work? Don't even mention that word! I'm tearing my hair out because of it.
- Being hardworking is a bad thing?
- Market Worker: It may be a virtue to citizens, but with the outlanders showing up, it's spelled nothing but trouble.
- I also want to massage the back of a dromas...
- Market Worker: ...You just have an odd hobby that raises some brows. That's nothing like those outlanders who're brimming with vigor.
- Market Worker: There weren't many outlanders who came to the holy city in the past, so the Council of Elders agreed to let them enter in batches. But who would've thought these ruffians... were so exceptional. They had only two conditions while looking for a job: Food and lodging. You didn't even have to pay for their work.
- Market Worker: No business owner in their right mind would want to hire locals with such affordable staff! I can't work for no pay!
- Why don't you look for a job beyond the walls?
- Market Worker: What'd you mean? It's a wasteland out there, and with the Mad King's Kin roaming about, there's no return from that! I'm not THAT desperate.
- Why don't you create a new stall?
- Market Worker: Easier said than done. The market's only so big, how many more stalls can it hold?
- That is true.
- Market Worker: Right? The people should be banding together to protect their own rights, but that's another long story...
- Market Worker: Anyway, the Council of Elders is already discussing the outlander problem, we can wait for official word before acting.
- (Talk to Market Worker again, optional)
- Market Worker: Anyway, the Council of Elders is already discussing the outlander problem, we can wait official word before acting.
- (Talk to Independent-thinking Citizen, optional)
- Independent-thinking Citizen: That old man sure has a silver tongue. It's not the first time Liluder has made things difficult for outlanders. Well, that backfired on him this time, haha!
- Independent-thinking Citizen: When the next drawing of lots ends, he'll probably still be struggling for a while — that'll be a funny sight to see then.
- Drawing lots? What lots?
- Independent-thinking Citizen: To enter the city. The holy city has taken in many people, and accomodation and other resources are limited, especially after Nikador's attack.
- Independent-thinking Citizen: We can't turn them away of course, so if the outlanders wish to enter the city, they'll have to draw lots to qualify.
- Independent-thinking Citizen: But Lady Tribbie brought back a group of Janus priests some days ago, and they didn't have to draw lots to enter the city... Talented individuals are a precious commodity in times of need.
- Didn't Tribbie bring back a group?
- Independent-thinking Citizen: Those are Janus priests, the holy city needs their help. Talented individuals are a precious commodity in times of need.
- Independent-thinking Citizen: The holy city has taken in people, and accommodation and other resources are limited, especially after Nikador's attack. This matter will surely invite plenty of criticism.
- You're also looking to revel in others' misery?
- Independent-thinking Citizen: Please don't misunderstand. I am no onlooker baying for blood. I just reckon it'd be a waste not to witness a troublemaker get his just deserts [sic].
- Independent-thinking Citizen: He has his fair share of supporters — the holy city has limited space and resources, and Nikador's assault has only made that distinction more stark. Now, the outlanders have been forced to draw lots for entry.
- Independent-thinking Citizen: But Lady Tribbie brought back a group of Janus priests some days ago, and they didn't have to draw lots to enter the city... Talented individuals are a precious commodity in times of need.
- Independent-thinking Citizen: The situation in the city in complicated. Everyone seems to have their fair share of arguments. The citizens are locked in their bickering, and the Council of Elders will likely reserve judgement for now.
- Independent-thinking Citizen: A word of advice: Learning to think for yourself is essential — just like me.
- (Talk to Independent-thinking Citizen again, optional)
- Independent-thinking Citizen: A word of advice: Learning to think for yourself is essential — just like me.
- (Upon entering Overflowing Bath)
- (Trailblazer): The bath pool is huge... Where is that old man's bath?
- (Approach the marked location)
- Soctires: It's you, young friend. Come one down, the water is just right.
- (If the player listened in on the citizens' discussions)
- I've got a complete grasp of the situation!
- Soctires: Is that so? Your actions are worth commending then.
- Soctires: There was once a sage who said this: "Public opinion cannot be heard with only one ear." How about listening to what I have gathered?
- Can I not go down?
- Soctires: I'm used to thinking with the flow of water. Sometimes we are but a miniscule spark of inspiration away from the truth. You ought to give it a try too.
- Only a hot bath will satisfy me.
- Soctires: ...A bath is all about knowing your limits. Thrills aren't my strong suit at my age, please bear with me for a moment.
- Then I'll gladly accept it.
- You enter the bath — as he said, the temperature is just right.
- Soctires: Where should I begin... How about we start with you? I hear Nikador's brethren were running rampant in the city when you first arrived in Okhema.
- Soctires: Before that attack happened, an occasional outlander seeking refuge would come here for shelter. Their cities had been razed to the ground, and they could not survive long in the wasteland.
- Soctires: And now, the number of refugees seeking protection in the holy city is rising. Because you defeated Nikador, and made the journey to Okhema that much safer...
- The Trailblazers garner much merit.
- Soctires: Haha! If an outlander bard hears of your exploits, I reckon he will surely write a song regaling your feat.
- You mean I caused this problem?
- Soctires: Don't think of it like that. Future events cannot be predicted. And to these outlanders, that is most welcome news.
- How cruel...
- Soctires: Exactly. Survival is a luxury. The homeless refugees who face the black tide... they have zero chance at victory.
- Is it because they didn't pay the toll?
- Soctires: Not everyone covets wealth, especially monsters that have long forsaken their sanity... But your joke has injected some levity in such dire times.
- (Remain silent)
- Soctires: Resources during disasters are scarce, and Okhema can't take in too many outlanders. Welcoming everyone will only plunge the city into chaos.
- Soctires: Right now, most of these outlanders have been situated in a shelter far away from the city walls. The conditions are much better than the wasteland's, with the city guards protecting the place. But it will never grant them a sense of security akin to their homes.
- Soctires: So the Council of Elders cam up with a temporary solution: To allow only a small number of outlanders into the city, decided by drawing lots. This method may be unfair to those who object, because the Council has rigged the process to select the useful ones...
- Soctires: Strong men who have mastery over special skills and proficiency in heavy labor stand the highest chances, while old folk with children in tow the lowest, even if they require more assistance.
- Sounds hardly fair.
- Soctires: Alas, there is no evidence to prove that this sorting really exists. Even the citizens think that this is the authority of the host city — we have the right to decide who we help.
- Isn't this normal then?
- Soctires: Some citizens do think that these conditions are but the authority of the host city — we have the right to decide who we help.
- How about no one gets allowed in then, that's most fair.
- So the Council of Elders recognizes strength as well.
- Soctires: You mean... I see, those of ability are more easily favored.
- Soctires: Okhema's resoucres are limited, but there is enough to aid most of the outlanders. The real question is: Are we willing to pay the price?
- Soctires: If a group of strangers was starving at the gates, and they could live with a mouthful of food, Okhema would be more than capable of saving them, but you and I would have one fewer bite...
- Soctires: ...One fewer bite of an apple, for example. I like apples. "An apple a day keeps the doctor away."
- Soctires: Then, are you willing to relinquish an apple on your table, in exchange for a stranger's survival?
- I'd be willing to forgo any number of apples to save a life.
- Soctires: Ah, a most noble answer. I knew you possessed a most precious kind soul... but we cannot force all citizens to make the same choice.
- If it was just one, I'd be willing.
- Soctires: Ah, looks like kindness does indeed exist within you. To forgo one's benefits, no matter how small they may be, is still a noble act worth commending... But we cannot force all the citizens to do the same.
- I'll only agree to do acts that don't harm my own interests.
- Soctires: Understood. 'Tis only when the price for a kind act is bearable, that our benevolence is roused.
- That would depend on what they'd have in exchange.
- Soctires: Alas, famished refugees would have a dearth of valuables on them... apart from their own lives.
- I wouldn't do it, even if there was no price.
- Soctires: Yes, this is how most ordinary people truly feel, and the fate of the city lies in the hands of those who think like that.
- Soctires: The answer to this question incurred further discord. The city's people are locked in verbal conflict to this day.
- Soctires: How I see it at least, is that Okhema should be tolerant. Even if we can't save everyone, we should embrace kindness, and provide resources for others to live on...
- Soctires: Because the true resources is people. A city without her people is like a vessel without a fine brew — unable to stand steadfast in violent gales.
- I agree with your perspective.
- I disagree with your perspective.
- I reserve judgement on this.
- Soctires: Who knows? I fear only Oronyx's Miracle may be able to give an answer.
- During your loud discourse, a youngster has surreptitiously sidled to the edge of the bath.
- Palaten the Scholar: Master, what are you doing here? I had such a hard time finding you... I have news for you.
- Soctires: Oh, it's you, Palaten. I will have the good news first.
- Palaten the Scholar: Unfortunately, I have only bad tidings. An outlander group arrived at the city gates not long ago. They did not attempt to enter the city, their course set directly for the Abyss of Fate instead. Their circumstances are unknown right now.
- Soctires is silent for a moment, as if contemplating a conundrum that his student threw his way.
- Soctires: The Abyss of Fate... Isn't it extremely dangerous there? Why did they not head for the Council of Elders' shelter?
- Palaten the Scholar: I don't know. Perhaps they have a conflict of faith with Okhema — like that priest of Noldus.
- Soctires: Good thing you're here, young friend. How about we survey the situation personally... Might I trouble you to come with us?
- I'm happy to help.
- Soctires: You are most forthright. I must treat you to a meal when we return to Okhema.
- Why me?
- Soctires: The road to the Abyss of Fate is not safe. Palaten and I are just ordinary scholars — we wouldn't be able to extricate ourselves from trouble.
- It can't be a wasted trip.
- Soctires: Haha, of course. I must treat you to a meal when we return to Okhema.
- Soctires: And I believe that with this interaction, we understand the outlanders' plight better.
- Can I not go?
- Soctires: I have always thought that seeing is believing. There's nothing more convincing than personally witnessing the outlanders' circumstances to learn about them.
- Soctires: If you're really uninterested in them, you can treat my invite as a commission — I must treat you to a meal when we return to Okhema.
- Palaten the Scholar: I'm ready, Master. Let us set off.
Investigate the outlanders headed to the Abyss
- Step DescriptionAs your discussion was coming to and end, Soctires' disciple came with word: A group of wounded outlanders has hidden themselves away in the Abyss. You cannot help but think of the refugees that Tribbie and the others accepted into their land... The Abyss is no place to live.
- (Approach the marked location)
- Palaten the Scholar: Master, look! Those things...
- Soctires: Though expected, the Mad King's Kin are admittedly resilient. Palaten, you stay in a safe place. Young friend, I'll be counting on you to watch my back.
- Will do.
- Ooooh! That line's got me all fired up!
- I can't guarantee our survival...
- Palaten the Scholar: Master... you knew martial arts all along?
- Soctires: No, I simply seized the chance to rally those refugees, so they would keep calm...
- Refugee: Aahhh! Get away from me, monsters!
- Soctires: Now!
- (Enter battle against
Furiae Archer ×2, 
Furiae Warrior ×2, 
Furiae Troupe ×1) -
- Soctires: You all hurry to the temple. It's safe there — follow me.
- (After the battle)
- Wounded Outlander: Ahem!
- Palaten the Scholar: Master, these people... they're not doing well. Some were already injured before we got here.
- Soctires: Indeed. And by the looks of them, they haven't gotten a proper meal for a while. Who's in charge here?
- Outlander Leader: H—Here...
- A woman holding a child emerges from the crowd.
- Outlander Leader: Thank you all so much, especially this gray-haired hero. How... How can we ever repay you?
- Soctires: That can wait. Why didn't you go to the holy city's designated shelter? There are sentries garrisoned there. It's much safer than here.
- Outlander Leader: Shelter... Guards...
- Outlander Leader: I overheard the guards before, talking about some "dromas workshop incident," "drawing lots," "resource allocation" and whatnot, so I didn't dare ask them to clarify.
- Outlander Leader: I think the burden on the holy city is already heavy enough. Even if we beg the guards to let us in, it would only add to their troubles, and in the end, it would just lead to an unpleasant situation.
- Outlander Leader: If that's the case, we might as well look for a nearby place to rest our feet, to see if we could fend for ourselves. But who would've thought...
- Clueless Outlander Child: Mama, will we die?
- Outlander Leader: No, baby... It won't happen as long as mama is around.
- Clueless Outlander Child: But Uncle Anthony, and Sister Aisha... They really look like they're going to die.
- Clueless Outlander Child: My tummy is hungry too... Didn't you say that we'd have something to eat once we got to the holy city? Mama, when will we get there?
- Outlander Leader: I'm sorry, darling. I'm sorry...
- The woman crouches and holds her child tight, tears silently streaming down the corners of her eyes.
- Soctires softly clears his throat and pulls you to the side.
- Soctires: Anyone who just suffered so much hardship would find it difficult to keep their emotions in check. Best give that mother and child some space.
- Soctires: The outlanders' situation is much worse than I imagined. If we keep turning a blind eye, they will at best survive for a week. That is... if they aren't attacked by wild beasts first.
- Palaten the Scholar: *sigh* ...Such is the tragedy of life.
- How can we help them?
- Soctires: It would be hard to bring them directly into the city, so we can only provide supplies for them. And I have an idea about that...
- We can't save everyone...
- Soctires: But we can at least help those in front of us, can't we? I already have an idea...
- They brought this on themselves.
- Soctires: Before you pass judgment, please remember that not everyone has a choice.
- (Remain silent)
- Soctires: At least the worst of the journey is over for these outlanders. Now they just need some simple help to live on. I have an idea...
- Soctires: The holy city's shelter is only a half-day trek away from the city walls. There are guards there, so it'll be safer. It's just that the way these refugees are now... getting there would be difficult.
- Soctires: They haven't much food to begin with, and that last attack has left them in urgent need of emergency medical supplies. We can provide them with these two for now. When their wounded are healed, we can escort them to the shelter.
- Palaten the Scholar: But, teacher... All medicine is now considered wartime supplies in Okhema — distribution is under strict control. Most people won't even be able to buy any.
- Soctires: I know. I will think of a way... at least to guarantee their survival.
- Soctires: The good news is, food isn't strictly regulated. You can easily get enough food to feed these people for a week at the Marmoreal Market.
- Soctires: So, I suggest we split up: Palaten and I will secure the medicine, while our young friend buys some food back, after which we will reconvene here.
- Palaten the Scholar: Hey, do I really need to come along? I was thinking of doing the procurement with this gray-haired hero.
- Soctires: I need a helper. Remember my instructions last month? I'm getting old, and there are many things that I need help for.
- Soctires: If there comes a day when I haven't the strength to walk a step farther, you'll have to take my mantle and carry on guiding the people of Okhema.
- Palaten the Scholar: A—As you wish, teacher...
- Soctires: Well then, before we set out, is there anything our young friend wants to say?
- Leave it to me.
- Soctires: Thank you, young friend... I really appreciate you accompanying me on my errands. When this is all over, I have to thank you in earnest.
- Palaten the Scholar: Didn't you say you were going to treat (him/
her) to a meal? Don't forget my share.
- Don't forget to reimburse me then.
- Soctires: Haha, of course! When everything's over, just give the invoice to Palaten — he's the best at doing the accounts.
- Palaten the Scholar: Teacher, being good at the ledger isn't the same as paying for stuff... Please don't tease me!
- Can't we notify the officials?
- Soctires: Lives are at stake. We've got no time to do it by the book... We'll report this to the Council of Elders when the problem is resolved.
- Palaten the Scholar: It sounds like these people's fates are relying on our success. I never thought a lowly apprentice like me would get a chance to perform such heroics... Sounds awfully exciting!
- What do these people have to do with us?
- Soctires: You're asking the wrong question. We should always provide all the help we can to the weak, not just because it is moral. It is the correct action, even from a utilitarian perspective.
- Soctires: Who knows when the roles of the strong and weak will be reversed? When we will also need their help? Besides, isn't Kephale's majesty in bearing the burdens of the world for the people?
- Palaten the Scholar: I never thought a lowly apprentice like me would get the chance to carry on Kephale's will. It sounds very exciting!
- Palaten the Scholar: Then, we'll meet later, gray-haired hero.
Go to Marmoreal Market to buy supplies
- Step DescriptionAs your discussion was coming to and end, Soctires' disciple came with word: A group of wounded outlanders has hidden themselves away in the Abyss.
There is only one question: How much are we willing to pay?
- (Talk to the Outlander Leader and Clueless Outlander Child, optional)
- Clueless Outlander Child: Mama, I don't want to eat this rock-hard bread anymore. My teeth are going to fall out!
- Outlander Leader: Be a good girl and have one more bite. We won't have to eat hard bread next time, I promise...
- Clueless Outlander Child: Yay! I want baked apple pie when we reach the holy city!
- (Talk to the Impatient Outlander and Wounded Outlander, optional)
- Wounded Outlander: Ah... Agh...
- Wounded Outlander: My leg... Is it still there? I can't... seem to feel it...
- Impatient Outlander: Hang in there. The leader is already trying to help. You'll get better real soon... Don't go to sleep. Don't sleep!
- Wounded Outlander: Okay... Okay...
- (Talk to the Depressed Outlander, optional)
- Depressed Outlander: Is there no recourse in our search of a safe haven? I simply wish to live out a peaceful, simple life...
- Depressed Outlander: Do we have to return north in the end? No, I'm not making that trek again!
- Depressed Outlander: By Kephale, may Oronyx protect us, may Zagreus grace out presence... Any of them will do. Please help us.
- (Upon entering Marmoreal Market)
- (Trailblazer): There are many food stalls here, varying in price and quality. Which one to choose...
- (Talk to Kyros)
- Kyros: What would you like to eat? Local specialties? Or perhaps something more outlandish that has been lost to time?
- I want a crate of food.
- Kyros: A "crate" of food? That means I'll just have to flaunt my reserve stock then...
- Kyros: Don't worry, the food here is Okhema's finest. Even if it's not, it's still pretty up there.
- Kyros waves his hand, and from the room, his helpers carry several ceramic vases containing food. It is as he said: They look delicious.
- Lush fruit and vegetables in a platter, aromatic soup fresh from the oven, fine brew emanating intoxicating fragrance... Each and every item is world-class, and made with culinary intimacy.
- Kyros: What'd you think? I told you I'd give you Okhema's finest. Of course, they cost quite a bit: 8,000 Balance Coins.
- (Trailblazer): (This shop's quality is top-notch, and its price reflects that. If I want to give the outlanders something sumptuous, this would be a fine choice.)
- I'll take it.
- Kyros: Let's see... This is the right amount. Hold on, I'll help you pack the food.
- Kyros: Ah yes, if you don't mind me asking: Why are you buying so much food?
- To feed a group of dying outlanders.
- Kyros: Outlanders eh... How do I put this... This food is quite valuable, and I hope that their taste will be fully savored... You get my drift?
- It's not like I'm not paying you.
- Kyros: You may be right... but I ask that you must have them lay back in their chairs and taste the food in order, or they won't be able to enjoy the utmost in flavors!
- Isn't food for people to eat?
- Kyros: No no no, if they don't lay back in chairs and eat the meal in order, the food's flavors will go to absolute waste...
- I'll go to another shop then.
- Kyros: Oh come on, there's no need for that. I just wanted to put emphasis on how priceless these foods are. Just make sure you lie back in your chair and savor them in order...
- I'm eating them myself. How about that?
- Kyros: Of course! You're definitely a hero in the height of your youth. But you must remember to lie back in your chair and eat them in order...
- Take a guess.
- Kyros: Something feels off... No matter, it has nothing to do with me. But you must remember to lie back in your chair and eat them in order...
- (Obtain
Luxurious Supplies ×1) - (Teleported to "Abyss of Fate" Janusopolis)
I'll take another look around here.
- Kyros: You can look, but you won't find a better establishment than mine.
- (Talk to Kyros again after taking another look around)
- Kyros: After browsing the various shops, you must have realized that my words ring true, no?
- I'll take it.
- Kyros: Let's see... This is the right amount. Hold on, I'll help you pack the food.
- Kyros: Ah yes, if you don't mind me asking: Why are you buying so much food?
- To feed a group of dying outlanders.
- Kyros: Outlanders eh... How do I put this... This food is quite valuable, and I hope that their taste will be fully savored... You get my drift?
- It's not like I'm not paying you.
- Kyros: You may be right... but I ask that you must have them lay back in their chairs and taste the food in order, or they won't be able to enjoy the utmost in flavors!
- Isn't food for people to eat?
- Kyros: No no no, if they don't lay back in chairs and eat the meal in order, the food's flavors will go to absolute waste...
- I'll go to another shop then.
- Kyros: Oh come on, there's no need for that. I just wanted to put emphasis on how priceless these foods are. Just make sure you lie back in your chair and savor them in order...
- I'm eating them myself. How about that?
- Kyros: Of course! You're definitely a hero in the height of your youth. But you must remember to lie back in your chair and eat them in order...
- Take a guess.
- Kyros: Something feels off... No matter, it has nothing to do with me. But you must remember to lie back in your chair and eat them in order...
- (Obtain Luxurious Supplies ×1)
- (Teleported to "Abyss of Fate" Janusopolis)
- I'll take another look around here.
- Kyros: You can look, but you won't find a better establishment than mine.
- (Talk to Demetria)
- Demetria: We meet again, my adorable friend. Any fruit you want to eat?
- I want a crate of food.
- Demetria: Not fruit and vegetables, but food? Heh-heh, you sure know how to create a quandary in me, little friend.
- Demetria: But this won't vex me at all. Just wait a while...
- Demetria laughs as she enters the house. When she returns, several large baskets are hanging off her arms — they are so big you wonder how she's even carrying them.
- Besides fruit and vegetables, there are also meats and bread in the baskets. As for their quality, you can only vouch for their mediocrity.
- After parading them in front of you, Demetria sets the baskets back behind the counter. She is probably tired from having to carry them.
- Demetria: What about it, little one? If you wish, I'll sell them to you for 4,000 Balance Coins.
- (Trailblazer): (This shop's price and quality are acceptable. If I want a middling option, this is probably it.)
- I'll take it.
- Demetria: Okay. Where do you want the food delivered to? I can help you with that...
- After politely declining the shopkeeper's offer to help, you bring the baskets back to the abyss.
- (Obtain
Standard Supplies ×1) - (Teleported to "Abyss of Fate" Janusopolis)
- I'll take another look around here.
- Demetria: No worries, take all the time you want.
- (Talk to Demetria again after taking another look around)
- Demetria: Little one, have you decided yet?
- I'll take it.
- Demetria: Okay. Where do you want the food delivered to? I can help you with that...
- After politely declining the shopkeeper's offer to help, you bring the baskets back to the abyss.
- (Obtain Standard Supplies ×1)
- (Teleported to "Abyss of Fate" Janusopolis)
- I'll take another look around here.
- Demetria: No worries, take all the time you want.
- (Talk to the Cunning Merchant)
- This shopkeeper appears to have popped up overnight, since you don't remember seeing her at the market.
- Cunning Merchant: Ooh, welcome to Vibia's little shop. It's a great honor for a hero such as you to be gracing my humble store.
- I want a crate of food.
- Cunning Merchant: Food? Of course. I'll have only my most premium goods brought out to you.
- The shopkeeper drags out a dusty wooden crate from a corner, and opens a corner...
- Shriveled vegetables, strange meats, bread hard as steel... All signs indicate that this crate of food is obviously inferior beyond all atrocity.
- Before you even get a glance at the intricacies, she drags the crate back to its corner and covers it with a cloth.
- Cunning Merchant: How's about it? They just arrived yesterday. Fresh as it gets!
- From which grave did you dig that crate up?
- Cunning Merchant: How could you? I spent all that effort steal... I mean, searching for it. You shouldn't accuse an innocent!
- Cunning Merchant: It's not expensive either, only 2,000 Balance Coins. Cough up the coin if you want it.
- This is your most premium produce?
- Cunning Merchant: ...This crate doesn't cost much, only 2,000 Balance Coins. There's no way you're losing out on this deal!
- Cunning Merchant: How's about it? Want it? Cough up the coin then.
- (Trailblazer): (It is very cheap, but its quality remains suspect... It is a decent option, if I intend to use substandard food to get those outlanders off my back.)
- I'll take it.
- Cunning Merchant: Hah, I knew you had a good eye. Oh, I have some fruit here too, take 'em as a gift.
- Cunning Merchant: Don't let the guards see the crate, or there'll be trouble — I won't be liable for any of that.
- This is the last time you see this peddler. After giving you the crate, she sprints off into the distance, far away from the market, and fades beyond the horizon.
- You lug the crate back to the abyss.
- (Obtain Cheap Supplies ×1)
- (Teleported to "Abyss of Fate" Janusopolis)
- I'll take another look around here.
- Cunning Merchant: Forget that, it won't make a difference... Bah, it's your call.
- (Talk to Cunning Merchant again after taking another look around)
- Cunning Merchant: Done thinking 'bout it? It's now or never!
- I'll take it.
- Cunning Merchant: Hah, I knew you had a good eye. Oh, I have some fruit here too, take 'em as a gift.
- Cunning Merchant: Don't let the guards see the crate, or there'll be trouble — I won't be liable for any of that.
- This is the last time you see this peddler. After giving you the crate, she sprints off into the distance, far away from the market, and fades beyond the horizon.
- You lug the crate back to the abyss.
- (Obtain Cheap Supplies ×1)
- (Teleported to "Abyss of Fate" Janusopolis)
- I'll take another look around here.
- Cunning Merchant: Forget that, it won't make a difference... Bah, it's your call.
Give the outlanders some (luxurious/average/cheap) supplies
- (If the player bought luxurious supplies)
- Step DescriptionAs your discussion was coming to an end, Soctires' disciple came with word: A group of wounded outlanders has hidden themselves away in the Abyss.
You show extreme generosity and buy the most extravagant and luxurious supplies for the poor outlanders — this will be the best news they have had in a long time.
- (If the player bought average supplies)
- Step DescriptionAs your discussion was coming to an end, Soctires' disciple came with word: A group of wounded outlanders has hidden themselves away in the Abyss.
You provide what you consider to be the perfect amount — any more would be excessive, any less would be stingy.
- (If the player bought cheap supplies)
- Step DescriptionAs your discussion was coming to an end, Soctires' disciple came with word: A group of wounded outlanders has hidden themselves away in the Abyss.
You are not the overly loving type, but you are still willing to provide the bare minimum amount of assistance... Provided that you will be reimbursed.
- (Talk to the Outlander Leader)
- Clueless Outlander Child: Mama, when will we reach the holy city? I wanna eat baked apple pie!
- Outlander Leader: Soon, we're almost there...
- We'll get there in three seconds.
- Outlander Leader: Isn't that the gray-haired hero? Could you have...
- This is for you. How about a thank-you?
- Outlander Leader: For us? Could you have...
- Hee-hee, the holy city is here.
- Outlander Leader: Huh? You mean...
- (Submit Luxurious Supplies ×1 or Standard Supplies ×1 or Cheap Supplies ×1)
- (If the player submitted Luxurious Supplies ×1)
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- You hand over the ceramic vases. The food in them is exquisite, as if radiating with flavorful light.
- Outlander Leader: This... such a bountiful spread, is this really for us? I'm not dreaming, am I...
- Clueless Outlander Child: Mama, apple pie, it's the baked apple pie that I want!
- Outlander Leader: Silly child, there's plenty of food more delicious than baked apple pie in here. Why fuss over a pie?
- Outlander Leader: Thank you, thank you, thank you! You are our hero and savior! I'll give them out to our companions right now.
- Outlander Leader: We will definitely repay this favor. Though we have no money now, but if you ever have need of us, just give us the word, and we will be more than happy to help.
- Outlander Leader: Darling, say thank you to this kind (man/
lady). - Clueless Outlander Child: Th—Thank you, kind (man/
lady)! - The girl grabs the biggest and freshest apple in one of the vases and thrusts it into your hands with a smile.
- Clueless Outlander Child: (Mister/
Miss), you should have the biggest one. - Outlander Leader: If you don't mind, how about having a meal with us!
- While everyone revels in their joy, a figure hurriedly rushes over. The mother and child tactfully excuse themselves.
- (If the player submitted Standard Supplies ×1)
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- You hand over the baskets. The food inside isn't exactly delicacies, but they are just what these people need.
- Outlander Leader: It's... all food inside? And they look pretty good too...
- Clueless Outlander Child: Mama, apple, it's an apple!
- Outlander Leader: Yes, honey. We can make apple tarts today... They're not baked apple pies, but they taste just as good.
- Outlander Leader: Thank you for supplying us with food, hero. I will distribute them to our companions quickly.
- Outlander Leader: Darling, say thank you to this kind (man/
lady). - Clueless Outlander Child: Th—Thank you, kind (man/
lady). - The girl grabs the biggest and freshest apple in the basket and shoves it into your hands with a grin.
- Clueless Outlander Child: (Mister/
Miss), you should have the biggest one. - Outlander Leader: Silly child, why would our benefactors be satisfied with just an apple? And it was theirs to begin with...
- Before she can finish her sentence, a figure runs over in a hurry. The mother and child tactfully excuse themselves.
- (If the player submitted Cheap Supplies ×1)
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- You hand over the dust-laden wooden crate — the leaves of the vegetables within look even more withered than before.
- Outlander Leader: Inside this... It's all food?
- Clueless Outlander Child: Mama, they don't look very fresh...
- Outlander Leader: Silly child, having something to eat is a blessing in and of itself. You shouldn't be so picky!
- Outlander Leader: Thank you for supplying us with food, hero. I will distribute them to our companions quickly.
- Outlander Leader: Darling, say thank you to this kind (man/
lady). - Clueless Outlander Child: Th—Thank you, kind (man/
lady)... - The little girl's eyes dart back and forth over the crate, finally coming across an apple that looks relatively fresh at the edge of the box.
- Clueless Outlander Child: (Mister/
Miss), this fresh apple is for you. - She offers the apple with a awkward grin, thrusting it into your arms.
- Outlander Leader: Silly child, why would our benefactors be satisfied with just an apple? And it was theirs to begin with...
- Before she can finish her sentence, a figure runs over in a hurry. The mother and child tactfully excuse themselves.
- Palaten the Scholar: Grave news, hero! Master, Master, h—he... med, medi—!
- Catch your breath first...
- Is he in trouble?
- I knew he was gonna be a handful!
- ...Check it?
- Palaten the Scholar: Fuu... Hooo... All right, I'm calm. You have to listen carefully...
- Palaten the Scholar: In the beginning, Master said he had a way to get the medicine, but I had to be the one to transport it out of the city. He directed me to an alley, and told me to return to take the medicine from him when a quint had passed...
- Palaten the Scholar: There was still some time, so I decided to find something to eat, but when I was done, it was almost Action Hour. I dashed out of the shop and headed toward the alley...
- Palaten the Scholar: I didn't get far before I saw Master walking with three guards. He wasn't cuffed, but I knew from his expression that he wasn't with them out of choice.
- Palaten the Scholar: I tailed the guards and found that they had detained Master on the upper levels of Marmoreal Palace! There were a lot of people there, and I couldn't get close, so I hurried back to discuss a plan with you.
- Palaten the Scholar: Oh yes, I did find the medicine in that alley after all that. It was a curious turn of events.
- You weren't discovered?
- Palaten the Scholar: I'm pretty sure I wasn't — I wouldn't have been able to return otherwise.
- Palaten the Scholar: It was fortunate that Master distracted the guards when he had the chance... You're the hero who fought alongside the Chrysos Heirs. Please, you have to explain Master's case to them. I'm sure the guards will listen!
- You ever thought about how the medicine got there?
- Palaten the Scholar: Master bade me retrieve the medicine from the alley, and then he was arrested by them. Don't tell me...
- Palaten the Scholar: No, there must be some misunderstanding here... You're the hero who fought alongside the Chrysos Heirs. Please, you have to explain Master's case to them. I'm sure the guards will listen!
- He must've done something bad.
- Palaten the Scholar: Master is not some nefarious criminal! There must be some misunderstanding...
- Palaten the Scholar: I am his student, the guards will never listen to me. But you're the hero who fought alongside the Chrysos Heirs — please talk to the guards on behalf of Master!
- With that said, Palaten takes out the medicine pouch and runs in the wounded outlanders' direction...
- (Trailblazer): Soctires has been captured... A misunderstanding's not beyond possibility, but it'd be better if I asked him in person.
- (Trailblazer): Palaten said he's being detained on the upper floors of Marmoreal Palace, so he shouldn't be hard to find.
Go to the room where Soctires is being held
- Step DescriptionYou solved the issue of the outlanders' food supplies, but received news of Soctires' capture. What has he done? Is this reaction really warranted?
- (Talk to Palaten the Scholar, optional)
- Wounded Outlander: Ah... Agh...
- Wounded Outlander: My leg... Is it still there? I can't... seem to feel it...
- Impatient Outlander: Hang in there. They have the medicine. You'll get well in no time... Don't sleep!
- Palaten the Scholar: Bear with it. I'll help you bandage your wound.
- Wounded Outlander: Okay... Okay...
- (Approach the Holy City Guard)
- Holy City Guard: Hold it, what are you doing?
- Is Soctires here?
- Don't recognize me? I'm the one who slew the Mad King!
- I'm here to see the prisoner you detained.
- Holy City Guard: It's the outlander hero who fought alongside the two Chrysos Heirs. My apologies.
- Holy City Guard: I can bend the rules for a short visit for an esteemed guest. I will inform you when time's up.
Speak with Soctires
- Step DescriptionYou solved the issue of the outlanders' food supplies, but received news of Soctires' capture.
Hero or sinner? How will he plead his case? And how will the people judge his contributions and shortcomings?
- (Talk to Soctires)
- This room's layout is quite cozy. There are no bars no restraining devices — a modicum of respect has been left for whoever gets detained here.
- Soctires: You're here, young friend...
- Soctires' eyes are somewhat avoidant, as if he is reluctant to have you see him in this state.
- What did you do?
- Soctires: I believe you have already guessed the gist of it, even if I don't say anything — to help the outlanders secure medicine, I slipped into the holy city's supply warehouse.
- Palaten said you were caught by the guards.
- Soctires: He wasn't lying. As for the reason I was caught, even if I said nothing, I'm sure you can guess the gist of it...
- Soctires: To help the outlanders secure medicine, I slipped into the holy city's supply warehouse.
- I didn't want to come initially.
- Soctires: Yes, who would want to be involved with a suspect... To help the outlanders secure medicine, I slipped into the holy city's supply warehouse.
- Soctires: It is theft. I understand very well that I was committing a crime. As for how it ended, it was simply my just deserts.
- Soctires: As to whether it was worth it, my only regret is that I didn't manage to transport more medicine out of the city into the hands of those who need it...
- Soctires: I'm sorry for disappointing you. I may have to renege on that promise to treat you to a meal.
There must have been a better way.
- Soctires: Of course. As an onlooker, we can always find myriad reasons to convince ourselves, that a better idea would surface if we just waited a while longer.
- Soctires: But those who need help can't wait, and neither could I. I am an old man — I don't have the luxury of time nor patience.
- Was there a need to go this far?
- Soctires: You're not the only one with this question: As a citizen, why did I risk everything to help a bunch of strangers?
- Soctires: Because I, too, hope that in my time of need, someone will lend me a hand.
- Soctires: A sage once said: "If you want someone to be kind to you, you must first be kind to others." I think this is most appropriate here.
- Soctires: Of course, there are always people who think they'll never find themselves in hardship. Except... who can ensure that Okhema's city walls will stand tall forever?
- What're you going to do now?
- Soctires: According to the holy city's laws, they will make me stand trial. There's a high chance they won't be lenient.
- Soctires: The price must be paid for doing the right thing, even more so for an ambiguously moral act like mine conducted to sate my own savior complex. I am fully ready to accept its consequences.
- Soctires: Before the final moment arrives, my only wish is to eat another apple.
- Apple?
- Soctires: Yes, apples are my favorite food. "An apple a day keeps the doctor away."
- Soctires: 'Tis a pity we didn't get to know each other better, otherwise, I would surely discuss the wonderful flavor of apples with you, along with many other matters...
- (Trailblazer): (That reminds me, that girl in the Abyss gave me an apple... Should I give it to him?)
- Give him the apple.
- Soctires: Oh, you actually have an apple on you? This is one of the ten essential idiosyncrasies among sages. You learn fast!
- Soctires: Thank you... I will have no regrets now.
- Soctires gleefully crunches down on the apple. When he's halfway through eating, the cell's guard walks in.
- Nope.
- You don't give him the apple. Soctires smiles palely and lowers his head — there is nothing left to be said.
- The cell's guard enters, cutting through that thick silence.
- Holy City Guard: Visiting time is over. Outlander hero, it is time to leave.
- Will you release him?
- Will you punish him?
- What fate is in store for him?
- Holy City Guard: It is not up to me to decide. The public court will handle him.
- Holy City Guard: According to Soctires, he trespassed on the holy city's warehouse, all to help a group of wounded outlanders. We have already dispatched people to investigate. This may affect his sentencing.
- Holy City Guard: The trial will be held at the Kephale Plaza in three days. We also invite you to attend, to witness the justice of the holy city's law.
- Three days later, Kephale Plaza
- (Teleported to Kephale Plaza)
Wait for judgment to begin
- Elder Etro: All right, fellow citizens, order.
- Elder Etro: I am Elder Etro from Dawncloud, priest of Talanton. I am presiding over this trial representing the will of the Council of Elders.
- Elder Etro: The reason we are gathered here today is that the dearly respected public speaker, Soctires, trespassed on the holy city's warehouse and committed theft.
- Elder Etro: According to law, theft is a crime punishable by imprisonment. But in light of the motive of this case, it cannot be so easily judged based on precedent.
- Elder Etro: And so, as per the tradition that we uphold, we have opened p the public court, for everyone present to be the judge. May Talanton's justice be with us.
- The citizens' applause rise in a crescendo in response to this opening, till the Elder gestures for the clapping to cease.
- Elder Etro: The controversy in this case lies in the fact that Soctires risked his own well-being to help a group of wounded outlanders. However, is this enough reason for his sentence to be reduced, or even acquitted?
- Elder Etro: To my right is the prosecution's representative and owner of the warehouse, the wealthy Liluder. He believes that the punishment should be harsh, to prevent future supplies from leaving the city.
- Elder Etro: To my left is the defendant's representative and student of the accused, Scholar Palaten. He believes that the sentence should be light, considering the actions of the accused did indeed save many lives.
- Elder Etro: Both parties have submitted their documents. Before the trial starts, do any citizens present have any questions?
- Soctires: As the sinner, I request to say a few words to everyone present.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Hey, old fart, you were caught red-handed, and you're still trying to charm your way out of this?
- Elder Etro: Liluder, Soctires has the right to speak.
- Soctires: Thank you, Elder Etro...
- Soctires clears his throat, his eyes mirroring a dromas ensnared in swampy mud — when such a creature is on the verge of death, its eyes are not one of wrath, but wet with tears.
- Soctires: In the golden age long past, we were once divided as city-states, separate from one another. In the warring age not-so-long past, we once again divided ourselves as city-states, which became the reason for our battles... I'm sure everyone is very familiar with this stretch of history.
- Soctires: But the black tide does not discriminate between cities. In its eyes, we are all humans, insignificant existences. In the present day, there are no other cities left, their names that which we are oh-so familiar scattered to the winds.
- Soctires: Which is why, in reality, outlanders don't exist — which city do they hail from? The question posed before us is merely about whether we want to help a group of people who need it.
- Soctires: As for my crime, precious time need not be spent on it. I can accept the punishment, but I only hope that everyone will take this chance to discuss the current question with clarity...
- Soctires: What stance exactly does the holy city take with the underprivileged? Where exactly are we leading this Eternal City? That's all. I thank Elder Etro again for this chance.
- Elder Etro: Now then, before the trial starts, do any citizens present have any questions?
- Elder Etro: I am curious: How does our gray-haired guest view this situation? As the hero who fought alongside the Chrysos Heirs, your thoughts may be of crucial import.
- (Trailblazer): ...
- (If the player selected "That's a little overboard, isn't it?" or "As a Trailblazer, I'll take care of all expenses." previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (During the turmoil that occurred in the dromas workshop, I chose to support the outlander and thus gained Soctires' appreciation...)
- (If the player selected "You heard that? Pay up!" previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (During the turmoil that occurred in the dromas workshop, I chose to go against the outlander, but Soctires still managed to sort everything out for him.)
- (If the player selected "Fight, fight, fight!" or "(Remain silent)" previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (During the turmoil that occurred in the dromas workshop, I didn't support anyone and just quietly watched things unfold.)
- (If the player selected "I agree with your perspective." previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (Later, Soctires invited me to discuss this. I professed my sympathies toward the outlanders at the bath in the Marmoreal Palace.)
- (If the player selected "I disagree with your perspective." previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (Later, Soctires invited me to discuss this. I professed my repulsion toward the outlanders at the bath in the Marmoreal Palace.)
- (If the player selected "I reserve judgement on this." previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (Later, Soctires invited me to discuss this. I professed my impartiality at the bath in the Marmoreal Palace.)
- (If the player submitted Luxurious Supplies ×1 previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (After that, we once again met in the abyss the outsiders who needed aid. There, I bought the outlanders some luxurious meals.)
- (If the player submitted Standard Supplies ×1 previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (After that, we once again met in the abyss the outsiders who needed aid. There, I bought the outlanders some meals that were a good bargain.)
- (If the player submitted Cheap Supplies ×1 previously)
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- (Trailblazer): (After that, we once again met in the abyss the outsiders who needed aid in the abyss. There, I bought the outlanders some low-quality meals.)
- (Trailblazer): From what I did, I think my standpoint is pretty obvious...
- You raise your head, meeting Soctires' gaze of respite, as if saying: "Young friend, stay true to your heart."
- Support Scholar Palaten's defense.
- (Trailblazer): I support Scholar Palaten's point. Mistakes incurred from saving lives should not be solely judged as a crime.
- (Trailblazer): I once saw those outlanders with my own eyes, and they were indeed in dire danger. If not for Soctires securing medicine for them, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
- (Trailblazer): In light of this reason, I believe that...
- The sentencing should be reduced.
- The sentencing should be suspended.
- He is not guilty!
- Liluder the Wealthy: What? Not guilty of such heinous crimes!? Does the law not exist in your eyes?
- Palaten the Scholar: Hah, Master wasn't wrong about you at all.
- (Negotiation starts)
- (Round 1)
- Liluder the Wealthy: ...Gray Hair, you're supposed to be an outlander hero who must have something grandiose to say before the people. I never figured you for a jabbering troublemaker!
- Elder Etro: Representative Liluder, if you have any objections, please respond to (him/
her) without contempt. - Liluder the Wealthy: Hmph, as everyone knows, theft is a crime, let alone selling regulated goods to outlanders. How can this be considered a benevolent act? There should be another charge slapped on top of his crime.
- Liluder the Wealthy: If it were up to me, I would have Soctires executed. That'll set an example for other potential criminals.
- Palaten the Scholar: Liluder, this is not a place to pursue personal vengeance! Everyone knows you've always hated Master, all because he thwarted your petty attempt to frame the outlanders!
- Liluder the Wealthy: I only have Okhema's interests at heart. Otherwise, by the next Entry Hour, the holy city's warehouse would have been plundered clean!
- (Trailblazer): (So many people present... Maybe I should try to appeal to the public's emotions.)
- He should be executed just because you say so?
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): You speak of execution, but have you asked for the Elder's opinion yet? If you had the final say on this trial's outcome, why would we even need to stand here in front of a public court? Might as well call it a day.
- Elder Etro: According to the holy city's laws, the heaviest punishment for theft is imprisonment, not execution.
- Liluder the Wealthy: I—I have no intention of defying the Elder and the law...
- He stood to gain nothing from his acts.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): Selling to outlanders? Those outlanders were penniless — he would've done much better fencing the food to you instead. You may have gotten rich unscrupulously, but the fact is that you are rich.
- Elder Etro: According to the city guard's findings, there was no evidence of any monetary transaction. I will ask the prosecution not to make any frivolous assumptions.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Ahem... Let us change the subject then.
- It was his own ability that determined the theft's success.
- (-1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): You think anyone can waltz into the holy city’s warehouse and plunder its supplies? Is your security that lax?
- (Trailblazer): He stole the medicine not only to save lives, but also to ascertain the warehouse’s security measures. And there was a problem found, was there not? You never thought to strengthen your security, but to punish him instead?
- The citizens fall into a temporary silence, mainly because your argument is too avant-garde for them to grasp its logic.
- Liluder the Wealthy: ...What rubbish reasoning is this? If he wielded his ability to steal medicine, it is within our ability to sentence him to death.
- Elder Etro: Outlander hero, please do not make any assumptions. We shall pass on this subject for now. Will the prosecution representative continue his argument.
- Use the Chrysos Heirs stealing Coreflame as an example.
- (-1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): I hear that the Chrysos Heirs saw it their duty to gather Coreflame and save the world, to declare a hunt against the Titans. Is what Soctires did any different from theirs?
- (Trailblazer): If stealing to save lives is such a heinous crime, are you insinuating that the present Okhema was built on injustice? If not, why are the Chrysos Heirs heralded as heroes, but Soctires a criminal?
- Liluder the Wealthy: Heh-heh, don't get it wrong. Those Titans were either mired in madness, or simply did nothing. That was what caused the devastation of life.
- Liluder the Wealthy: The Chrysos Heirs gathered Coreflame to liberate the Titans and pave a possible path for survival of all mortals. It is perfectly justified.
- Liluder the Wealthy: But when have our holy city's citizens mistreated outlanders? Have we harmed them? We merely turned them away at the city gates.
- The audience is engrossed in discussion — scattered among them are many disciples of other Titans. And Etro, somewhat embarrassed by this subject, struggles to find his voice.
- Elder Etro: ...Both parties, subjects regarding the Chrysos Heirs and Titans may be too sensitive to discuss. It would be best not to pursue this line of reasoning...
- (Round 2)
- Liluder the Wealthy: ...I'll take a step back and assert this: If Soctires was really overcome with compassion, unwilling to further witness the outlanders' plight, why did he not use his own assets?
- Liluder the Wealthy: Even if he donated his entire fortune, that would be his personal freedom to do so. But he should not have taken property that belongs to the people. Okhema's property is only for the people of Okhema!
- How do you define an Okheman?
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): You mean, an Okheman is determined the moment they are born? If, the first time you open your eyes, you aren't within city walls, you'll never have a chance to join the holy city?
- (Trailblazer): Don't forget, the Chrysos Heirs who saved this city contain outlanders!
- Liluder the Wealthy: You— Do not underestimate my gratitude for the heroes! Warrior Mydei is the crown prince of Castrum Kremnos, and Warrior Phainon is the destined Deliverer.
- Liluder the Wealthy: The contributions they have made to Okhema... not even ten thousand outlanders can dream of garnering!
- It may seem that Liluder's words are true, but it is nothing but a strawman argument that has attracted disdainful stares from the onlookers.
- It's not like the supplies are going anywhere.
- (-1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): Aren't supplies supposed to be used? You're going to just let it collect mold in the warehouse? Might as well give it to those who really need it.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Ha, you don't know the first thing about wartime supplies. I may not need to use them, but they must always be available!
- Liluder the Wealthy: The black tide's threat looms ever so great. We must always be ready for battle. Are you going to deprive our warriors battling the black tide of precious medicine?
- Indignation gradually crosses the citizens' faces when they imagine this scenario. Your statement has obviously given Liluder the upper hand...
- And how much have you contributed to Okhema?
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): In the last battle of the holy city's defense, what contributions did you make for Okhema, as an Okheman?
- (Trailblazer): Forget about personal deployment — did you offer resources to help rebuild in the aftermath? Did you hold true to your previous declaration that "Okhema's property is only for Okhemans"?
- Liluder the Wealthy: You? You, you... stop your slander!
- As a local affluent, Liluder perfectly embodies the stereotypical "unscrupulous rich" person: Greedy, pompous, miserly...
- Recalling Liluder's usual behavior, the spectators start berating him, till the Elder calls for order.
- Elder Etro: ...Discussion about the case should not give rise to personal attacks. I will ask both parties to present their arguments in a more cordial manner.
- I suggest you learn from Kephale's virtues.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): If it is as you say, why did Kephale carry the sun? He doesn't need sunlight. What, he had nothing better to do?
- (Trailblazer): You ever gave a second thought about this? If everyone was as selfish as you, who would bear the burden of dawn? How would Okhema even become the Eternal City?
- This point strikes true and draws blood. Heads gradually turn towards the Dawn Device in the distance, and Kephale, who supported the dawn on their shoulders through sheer will — their spirit is truly worth emulating.
- Liluder the Wealthy: This... You can't expect everyone to perform such ridiculous feats.
- Palaten the Scholar: Admit it, Liluder, you're the only one who can't live up to this ideal.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Fine, fine... Let's change the subject. We can do that, can't we?
- (Round 3)
- Liluder the Wealthy: Everyone knows the holy city's resources are limited — they can't be expended unnecessarily. Soctires gave our wealth to outlanders. That will surely impact the living standards of our citizens.
- Liluder the Wealthy: In the war against the black tide, mercy is a useless quality. To safeguard our lives, we must not show mercy to Soctires and his outlander friends!
- Do not mistake the enemy's identity.
- (-1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): So you mean that outlanders are enemies too? We should be united with them against external threats, to fend off the black tide together.
- Liluder the Wealthy: The outlanders did not attack the city, but they also did not partake in its defense. Okhema survived because of her citizens — no outlander should deserve to reap her blessings!
- Upon hearing that they might be taken advantage of by outsiders, the present crowd gets riled up. They hoot and holler in support of Liluder, oblivious to the fact that they might just be the ones reaping said blessings.
- What about after the war, then?
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): I went to a city-state called Jarilo, where they had never triumphed in the battle against the storm, yet they already had plans to rebuild their home... This is something you have never once considered.
- (Trailblazer): As long as time flows, the resources that outlanders create will one day exceed their consumption, and the citizens' lives will be improved. Do you all not wish to see such a day?
- Liluder the Wealthy: Y—Your rhetoric reeks of sheer idealism...
- Liluder's [sic] attempts to salvage the momentum, but he can't stop the crowd from imagining that possibility. Yes, what else would inspire people more than a united front and creating shared fortunes?
- You're not afraid of an outlander revolt?
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): You aren't presuming that as long you treat the outlanders coldly, the citizens' livelihoods won't be affected, are you?
- (Trailblazer): People will revolt. Even the meek will bare their fangs when forced into a corner. From a pragmatic perspective, assisting and placating them is the most economical choice.
- Liluder the Wealthy: That... That is because the holy city has been far too magnanimous. An iron fist is required in quashing dissidents!
- Liluder's harsh words hang in the air, but the citizens are deep in their own thoughts. Fundamentally speaking, it is but a matter of evening out loss and gain — no one wishes for a lose-lose situation.
- Give him a little taste of Destruction.
- (-1 morale)
- You smile chillingly at Liluder, like a vicious beast sizing up a lamb. He reflexively shudders before your oppressive intent.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Wh—What are you doing? This isn't an arena!
- (Trailblazer): Everyone dies sooner or later. This city will inevitably fall as well. I have seen such similar outcomes too many times.
- (Trailblazer): Supplies can't be taken with you when you're dead. Why shouldn't we seize the present and share them with whomever we can?
- With these words, not just Liluder, but the expressions of everyone present become indescribably twisted. Your standpoint will probably not be challenged, but it definitely won't be favored by any either.
- Elder Etro: Ahem... Gray-haired hero, we are only allies. You've crossed a line.
- (If negotiation fails)
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- As the final syllable drops, Elder Etro stretches out his hand and halts Liluder's subsequent elaboration. The citizens recall the exchange that just happened, indignation aflame within them...
- Before realizing it, you've replaced Palaten as the defense attorney, but failed to garner the support of the majority.
- (If negotiation is successful)
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- As the final syllable drops, Elder Etro stretches out his hand and halts Liluder's subsequent elaboration. The citizens recall the exchange that just happened, fervor still pulsing through them...
- Before realizing it, you've replaced Palaten as the defense attorney and garnered more support.
- Elder Etro: Well, the discussion has concluded. Everyone please cast your vote...
- Support Wealthy Liluder's complaint.
- (Trailblazer): I think Liluder speaks true. Regardless of motive, he has to be responsible for his actions.
- (Trailblazer): This world has no lack of evil borne of compassion. If motives could replace a defense, everyone would say their "intentions are good."
- (Trailblazer): In light of this reason, I believe that...
- The sentencing should be imposed due to law.
- The sentencing should be imposed more harshly.
- Execution is in order!
- Palaten the Scholar: Wha... The harshest punishment for theft is at best imprisonment!
- Liluder the Wealthy: (Lad/
Lass), I knew you were a righteous character. - (Negotiation starts)
- (Round 1)
- Palaten the Scholar: Why... But why? Did you not go with us to the abyss? You clearly witnessed it for yourself, yet...
- Liluder the Wealthy: Hey, hey, stop with your crocodile tears and pretending that you're so close. Maybe (he/
she) made this decision precisely because of what was witnessed. - Elder Etro: Representative Palaten, if you have any objections, please openly refute (him/
her). - Palaten the Scholar: ...
- Palaten the Scholar: Firstly, my teacher only resorted to such measures in order to save lives. He may have violated the law, but it was the best possible solution under the given circumstances.
- Palaten the Scholar: I implore the citizens to take into account the challenges my teacher faced when passing judgment, and not to be overly harsh on those who offered aid. The Eternal City is not a cold and iron-hearted state.
- (Trailblazer): (So many people present... Maybe I should try to appeal to the public's emotions.)
- You think you're qualified to represent Okhema?
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): Who are you to decide what the holy city should be? Can you represent all Okhemans? Whether this state is cold as steel or fiery with passion, it's up to its citizens to judge.
- Palaten the Scholar: I'm talking about what should be, not what is — do not confuse the distinction between the two!
- How can the citizens even tell the difference in semantics? As a reward for "speaking the human tongue," you receive thunderous applause.
- Good and evil should be viewed separately from right and wrong.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): Just because something is morally good, does not mean it's right. At least, it may not align with the interests of the city.
- (Trailblazer): Also, even the good or evil in morality should be viewed separately. A person's good deeds do not erase their wrongdoings — this is something I learned from the second Emperor of Penacony.
- As an outlander hero, your self-described experiences fully sway the citizens your way, and they chime in with gradual applause. Palaten can only sigh at this sight.
- You dare insinuate that the Council of Elders is as cold as steel?
- (-1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): You're saying, the holy city and the Council of Elders are as cold as steel? How daring. Are you not afraid that Talanton's weights will come crashing down on your head?
- Palaten the Scholar: How could I mean that? I'm talking about what should be, not what is — do not confuse the distinction between the two!
- Elder Etro: Ahem. Firstly, the current decision-maker of the holy city is Lady Aglaea. Secondly, the Council of Elders is not such a tyrannical institution. They will not punish someone with weights over a few disparaging comments.
- The citizens make an effort to maintain their serious demeanor, but faint laughter still escapes their flushed, yet stern faces — more akin to watching a farce than approval of you.
- This is not the reason for his crime.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): All that you've said is not enough to justify his theft. There are many people in difficult situations in the world. How many actually choose to turn to a life of crime?
- (Trailblazer): We need not consider the motives for the crime, nor investigate the criminal's tragic childhood. Law is law, morality is morality. It's that simple.
- Palaten the Scholar: A city like that... will be such a cold place.
- Elder Etro: Defense counsel, please cease your emotional statement and address the matter more formally.
- (Round 2)
- Palaten the Scholar: ...On the other hand, my master has said from the start: Outlanders are not an identity, but a circumstance — we all have the possibility of becoming vulnerable individuals in need of aid.
- Palaten the Scholar: If the good deeds my teacher has done can't even earn him a reduced sentence, which citizen will dare take the risk to help others in the future? Those who gather firewood for the masses should not have to freeze to death in the blizzard.
- Palaten the Scholar: The damage of a single wrongful ruling on the moral fabric of society is greater than that of ten wrongdoers. Citizens, think carefully — we cannot set such a bad precedent.
- You're trying to make a mountain out of a molehill.
- (-1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): It's just one case. How can the impact be as severe as you claim? Is the moral fabric of our society going to collapse just because your teacher is convicted? If we don't heed your advice, is the entire holy city going to collapse?
- Palaten the Scholar: ...That's difficult to say.
- Elder Etro: Hero, you may not be aware, but it's important to note that when the public court rules on a case, precedent is considered. In this respect, the concerns raised by the defense are not entirely unfounded.
- Elder Etro: To be able to participate in courtroom discussions is a right granted by Talanton. Since you've accepted it, you are obligated to consider the interests of the state and its citizens. This isn't an exaggeration — it's balancing power and responsibility.
- Upon hearing the Elder's words, the citizens lower their heads, their expressions thoughtful. It's likely that no one will support your opinion.
- He chose the wrong approach to save others.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): The crime of Soctires is not saving others, but theft. He could have used legal methods to offer aid, such as donating his own property...
- (Trailblazer): We are not punishing his motives, but his actions. Failing to hold him accountable will undermine societal values.
- Your argument is logically sound. Until the applause erupts, Palaten is unable to provide any counterargument.
- Undermine societal values? He has done so already.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): I agree with you. We should not set such a poor precedent. But are you aware that his actions also negatively impacted societal values?
- (Trailblazer): If we grant Soctires leniency, you will encounter more "compelled" criminals. There may be someone who might even steal medicine to save the dromases...
- Palaten the Scholar: ...How could it possibly come to that? This is a slippery slope argument!
- The citizens can't understand Palaten's academic term, but the image of "stealing medicine to feed dromases" has already been imprinted in their minds. Some of them even chuckle out loud.
- He still hasn't returned the money he owes me!
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): Do you remember when I went with you two to the abyss, and your teacher asked me to buy food for the outlanders? He never mentioned I had to pay for it myself!
- (Trailblazer): When is he going to return the money he owes me? Isn't this also undermining societal values?
- Palaten the Scholar: If my master is truly convicted of a serious crime, I think that money will likely...
- The citizens erupt in laughter — what could be more amusing than the esteemed Soctires not returning money he owes?
- (Round 3)
- Palaten the Scholar: ...Let's not forget that the threat of the black tide is far from over. The prophesied apocalypse looms. We are facing a natural disaster, and only through unity do we stand a chance at survival.
- Palaten the Scholar: Humanity holds boundless potential. There will come a day when we prevail over the black tide. When that time comes, the outlanders will stand with us as allies, to rebuild our homeland. Is everyone here willing to extinguish that possibility?
- To look forward to the future, one must first consider the present.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): If we do not consider the issues at hand, the holy city will not see a future. You're just painting a pretty picture no different from a fairy tale.
- (Trailblazer): Defeating the black tide? That's in the distant future. For now, the holy city is lively enough without the outlanders.
- The citizens applaud in agreement. To them, the Eternal City can only be breached from within — such a thing cannot be allowed to happen.
- It's the Okhemans who protected the city.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): If the outlanders are really our allies, why did they not come to our aid when the Mad King attacked Okhema?
- (Trailblazer): It was the Chrysos Heirs and the citizens who protected this city — and of course, together with Dan Heng and I. Isn't it only fair for those who contributed to also reap the benefits?
- Your words ignite the atmosphere in the area. The crowd shouts your name, as if they have returned to a battlefield clashing with swords.
- Why don't you accept a few outlanders first, then get back to me?
- (-1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): Since you care so much about the outlanders, why not bring a few of them home?
- Palaten the Scholar: I'm ashamed to admit that my teacher and I have taken in a few outlanders in our homes. Not many, just ten. Far from the number of people who need help.
- Palaten the Scholar: But I believe that this tiny effort can make a difference, just like how water drops will eventually wear through stone.
- The citizens are deeply moved — good deeds are more precious than good intentions. They express their admiration for the scholar with applause.
- The outlanders can only be my cheerleaders.
- (+1 morale)
- (Trailblazer): If we're talking about defeating the black tide, my Chrysos Heir friends and I are the experts — do you still remember how we saved the holy city from the clutches of the Mad King's kins? There are no outlanders in that party.
- (Trailblazer): What can your so-called outlander buddies do to help us? Host a victory banquet? Or stand by and cheer us on? Even the Rosy Celestial Maiden can do that.
- Without waiting for Palaten's reply, the citizens are already bursting into laughter. By the looks of it, he probably isn't going to get a chance to speak.
- (If negotiation fails)
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- As the final syllable drops, Elder Etro stretches out his hand and halts Palaten's subsequent elaboration. The citizens recall the clash, and begin to feel compassion...
- Before you realize it, you've replaced Liluder as the prosecutor, but failed to gather the support of the majority.
- (If negotiation succeeds)
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- As the final syllable drops, Elder Etro stretches out his hand and halts Palaten's subsequent elaboration. The citizens recall the exchange that just happened, indignation aflame within them...
- Before realizing it, you've replaced Liluder as the prosecutor and garnered more support.
- Elder Etro: Well, the discussion has concluded. Everyone please cast your vote...
- Maintain neutrality.
- (Trailblazer): (If I choose to stay neutral, I won't be able to jump into their debate. Do I really want to abandon a chance to speak at the podium?)
It might be better to support one or the other...
- (Return to previous options)
- Better not get involved in this matter...
- (Trailblazer): I will maintain my own stance and not support any side in this trial.
- Elder Etro: Now then, both parties can begin their debate.
- As soon as the Elder ends his last word, both representatives face off like gladiators in an arena, their verbosity locked in fury and spit. It isn't until both sides have exhausted their energy and spittle, that the situation finally begins to calm down...
- Elder Etro: What an intense clash of words. Next, will everyone please vote on their decision...
- Aglaea: Before that, may I add a few words?
- Elder Etro: ...Aglaea?
- Aglaea: Hello, Elder Etro. I think I'm not too late.
- Aglaea's appearance spurs the spectators once more — few civil cases can catch the attention of the Chrysos Heirs.
- Aglaea: Everyone's earlier discussions have been conveyed to me through golden threads riding the winds. At such a critical time, instead of arguing over whether the holes in a garment are right or wrong, perhaps we should consider how we should mend them instead.
- Aglaea: Failing to punish Soctires, it will be unjust to the people and the law. But if the punishment is too harsh, it will cause the holy city to be seen as cold and tyrannical.
- Aglaea: Therefore, to strike a fair balance between the two, the best choice is...
- Change imprisonment to exile?
- Assign him community service?
- Make him pay for the losses?
- Aglaea: Our honored guest has offered some good ideas. Following (his/
her) thoughts, I would like to offer a compromise to the citizens... - Aglaea: Soctires shall be exempt from imprisonment. As an alternative, he will be assigned to work at a refuge shelter, as a form of exile. Additionally, he will have to personally bear the cost of replenishing the medical supplies.
- Aglaea: To some citizens, such punishment might be more daunting than spending time in prison, so there's no need to worry about others following suit.
- Aglaea: This is all I have to add. Everyone, please begin voting.
- Liluder the Wealthy: Please hold! Lady Aglaea, I still have a question — how do you intend to deal with that bunch of outlanders?
- A faint smile crosses Aglaea's face, as if she has been anticipating this question all along.
- Aglaea: The fate of the outlanders does not lie with me nor the Council of Elders, but with the citizens.
- Aglaea: If you support them, offer a helping hand. If you oppose them, speak directly. Even if you are not connected by golden threads, expressing one's mind shouldn't be too hard.
- Aglaea: Just like this old one. His stance is clear. His actions have indeed made an impact. Some have benefited, while others have faced punishment...
- Aglaea: If every citizen was like him, with the clash of wisdom and will, a clear path would emerge.
- Aglaea: Now, it's time to declare your stance. Please continue, Elder Etro.
- Elder Etro: ...
- Elder Etro: Then, citizens, please raise your hand to vote...
- Finally, sixty percent of the votes support Soctires' exile...
- The guards escort the old man away. Both he and his student quickly pack up their belongings and leave the holy city...
- The citizens at the plaza start to scatter, with people digesting what just happened. In what direction should this city head towards? No one seems to have the answer.
- But at the very least, it heads towards tomorrow.
- (Mission complete)
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- (Obtain
Memory Crystal Shard ×5)
- (Obtain
- (If the player supported Palaten)
- (If the player supported Liluder)
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- (Obtain Achievement Where Are the Flames and Swords?)
- (If the player maintained neutrality)
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- (Obtain Achievement But Where is the Snow of Yesteryear?)
Post-Mission
- (Talk to Aglaea)
- (If the player supported either Palaten or Liluder)
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- Aglaea: I heard your entire speech, honored guest. Perhaps you're more suited to be in the debate arena than I imagined.
- Aglaea: But participating in such a debate has its risks... Public opinion is like an open flame, no one can predict where it will be directed.
- (If the player maintained neutrality)
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- Aglaea: It's you, honored guest. It's a pity that I was unable to witness your speech.
- Aglaea: But it may not be a bad thing. The crowd may be swayed by less wise voices, but you will not be one of them.
- What happened to the outlanders at the Abyss?
- Aglaea: The guards of the holy city escorted all the outlanders who could be found. Of course, they were not brought within the city walls, but to the shelter. This is the greatest mercy I can offer.
- What's your view on the outlander situation?
- Aglaea: Oh? I thought I expressed it quite clearly in court. Though some words cannot be exposed to the light of day...
- Aglaea: The resources of the holy city are limited. This truth cannot be changed by our attitudes. Okhema can't help everyone.
- Aglaea: As long as the threat of the black tide exists for another day, this tragedy will not cease... Hence, we have to hunt down all the Coreflame.
- Let's chat next time.
- Aglaea: Indeed, honored guest. We still have much to do. Farewell.
Other Languages
| Language | Official Name |
|---|---|
| English | Whereto Shall We Go |
| Chinese (Simplified) | 我们该去往何方 |
| Chinese (Traditional) | 我們該去往何方 |
| Japanese | そして、これからは |
| Korean | 우린 어디로 가야 하는가 |
| Spanish | ¿Hacia dónde deberíamos ir? |
| French | Où irons-nous ? |
| Russian | Куда держать нам путь? |
| Thai | เราควรไปยังแห่งหนใด |
| Vietnamese | Chúng Ta Phải Đi Về Đâu |
| German | Wohin sollen wir gehen |
| Indonesian | Ke Mana Kita Harus Pergi |
| Portuguese | Para Onde Devemos Ir |
Change History
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