Year 704 Old Valendian
Kingdom of Dalmasca – The Royal City of Rabanastre

Main Programmer : Takashi Katano
Visual Design & Character Texture Supervisor : Hiroshi Minagawa
Visual Effects Director : Jiro Mifune
Art Direction : Hideo Minaba Isamu Kamikokuryo
Movie Direction : Eiji Fujii
Battle System Design : Kazutoyo Maehiro
Event Direction : Jun Akiyama
Scenario : Daisuke Watanabe Miwa Shoda

Celebrant

In the name of the Father , and in the presence of these holy relics…I hereby pronounce you man and wife from this time forth.
May the blessings of the gods light your path for all eternity.
Faram.

Adjunct

If following this Archadia should launch an attack by both land and air, our kingdom will stand little –

Basch

Nabudis has fallen!

King Raminas

Impossible!

Rasler

My father?

Basch

I know not.
I am sorry.

Adjunct

If Nabudis has indeed fallen…it is only a matter of time before they reach the borders of Dalmasca.
There is nothing to halt their advance.

King Raminas

Secure Nalbina with all haste.

Basch

I will go.

Rasler

And I will go at his side.

King Raminas

Galtea stand watch over your life.

Rasler

That I be considered worthy.

The Dalmasca – Nabradia Border

Decurion!

Sir!

Basch

The fortress is lost!
We must withdraw!

Rasler

No!
The paling still stands!
Shield beyond sight, ne’er failing light –

Basch

The paling’s fallen!
Then it’s over.

Rasler

For my father.
For my father!

Basch

Lord Rasler!

Main Character Design & Background Design Supervisor : Akihiko Yoshida
Story & Concept : Yasumi Matsuno

Celebrant

Blessings of the Great Father descend…and guide your body’s return to the earth.
Great Father Guide your spirit’s return…to the Mother of All.
There you shall find peace.
Faram.

Music Production & Composition : Hitoshi Sakimoto

FINAL FANTASY XII

The Death of Ld Rasler Heios Nabradia was but one of many Tragedies to befall the Kingdom of Dalmasca.
The Air of Hope that had surrounded H.R.H. Princess Ashe’s Wedding was now quite lost : Dalmasca had been set adrift, at the Mercy of History’s restless Tides.
At this Time, two Great Empires struggled for Dominion over Ivalice: Archadia in the East, Rosarria, the West.
The Invasion of the Kingdom of Nabradia was Archadia’s first step in its westward March.
With Lord Rasler’s beloved Homeland consumed by the Hell-Fires of War, it seemed clear that Archadia would soon mete out a like Fate to Dalmasca.
A Counter-Attack was mounted by the Order of the Knights of Dalmasca, ever Brave and Faithful, but against the martial Might of the Archadian Armies, they stood little Chance of Victory.
Indeed, their Defeat was to be absolute.
Soon thereafter, Archadia came forward offering Terms of peace. Or, as one might rather put it, Terms of Dalmasca’s Surrender.
Lord Raminas, King of Dalmasca – and my Dear Friend – had no Choice but to accept these Terms. It was, thus, only with Reluctance that He set out for Nalbina Fortress – now under Archadian Occupation – to affix His Seal to the Emperor’s Treaty of Peace.
The King had scarce departed His Royal City of Rabanastre when the Remnants of the Order made their Return. And not a Moment too soon, for a terrible Revelation awaited them.

The Treaty would be signed with steel and Writ in royal Blood.

Memoirs of Mqs Halim Ondore IV.

Chapter 12: Of the Fall of Kingdoms

Basch

You, there.
Can you hear me?

Vossler

It’s as I feared.
They’re slowing us down.

Basch

Do not say that.
Not all of us are here for love of battle.
He fights to defend his homeland.
Your name?

Reks

Reks, sir.
My name’s Reks.

Basch

Good. Reks.
You bore a few cuts, but you are still whole.
Well, can you stand?

Nalbina Fortress – North Ward

Basch

Think you can fight?

Reks

I’m fine, sir.

Basch

How old are you, Reks?

Reks

Seventeen, sir.

Basch

Young.
Family?

Reks

My brother is all I have left, sir.
He’s two years younger than I.
Living in Rabanastre.

Basch

So young.
You’re barely old enough to be a man.
You shouldn’t be forced to wield a sword.

Reks

No, sir.
I want to fight.
For my homeland and for my parents.

Vossler

It’s time, Basch!
Save the discussion for later.
We must reach the King before they act!
Or all our efforts will be in vain.

Basch

I’m aware of the situation.

We’ve found them!

Over there!

Basch

Vossler, go ahead!
I will handle this rabble.

Vossler

Godspeed.

Basch

Steady, Reks.
Keep your wits about you and you’ll make it.
We move!

Inner Ward

Reks

Captain?

Tonberry

Antlion, this is tonberry!
My engines are hit.
She’ll not hold much longer!

Antlion

We receive you, Tonberry.
You’ve leave to retire.
Well fought.

Tonberry

My thanks, Antlion!
Tonberry disengaging!

Lower Apartments

Basch

Vossler.
Where are you?

Reks

What if Captain Azelas has fallen?

Basch

Don’t talk such nonsense!
Vossler’s laughed in the face of Death far too many times for him to stop now.
Men like him don’t die in places like this.
We must make haste to reach the King.
We will take him to safety.

Reks

Is His Majesty unharmed?

Basch

He’ll agree to an unconditional surrender.
They would not dare touch him until the wax on his seal is dry.

Reks

But if we arrive after he’s signed the treaty -

Basch

Wait.
Quickly, Reks!

The Highhall

Imperial

Intruders!
Don’t let them escape!

Reks

Sir! We have little time!
You must go to the King!
I’ll handle these!

Basch

Fight well.

Reks

Your Majesty…
Captain, why?
Our king –
What have you done?

Basch?

The King intended all along to sell Dalmasca to the Empire.
His Majesty was a traitor.

Reks

Captain, I –

Seize the insurgent!

M’lord!

Vayne

Well, so much for peaceful negotiations.

Basch?

We’ll never surrender to you!
We are not cattle to be sold by a traitor – king!

Vayne

But the war is over, my dear captain.
You have lost.
Dalmasca is the property of the Empire, now.
And to think, we intended to let you keep some of your sovereignty, out of respect.
But now you’ve gone and ruined that.
Haven’t you, Captain?

Basch?

We will never vow to you!

Vayne

And the people of Dalmasca will hate you for it.
Take the Captain away.

Reks

Vaan…

Pretenses of Peace left by the Wayside, the Archadian Forces resumed their Advance toward Rabanastre. Dalmasca’s Doom had been decided.
To make Resistance would serve no End. With this foremost in my Thoughts, I, to the People of Dalmasca:
“Sons and Daughters of Dalmasca, I bid you lay down your Arms. Raise Songs of Prayer in their Stead. Prayer for His Majesty King Raminas, ever merciful. A Man devoted wholly to Peace.
“Prayer, too, for the noble Princess Ashe, who, wrought with Grief at her Kingdom’s Defeat, has taken her own Life.”
“Know also that Capt. Basch fon Ronsenburg, for Incitement of Sedition and the Assassination of H.R.M. King Raminas, has been found Guilty of High Treason and put to his Death.
“They who at this late Hour choose still the Sword are cut of the same Cloth as the Capt.: Traitors who would lead Dalmasca to her Ruin.”

Dalmasca’s Surrender without Terms
Was soon to follow.

Memoirs of Mqs Halim Ondore IV.

Chapter 13: The Province of Allies