BEYOND THE POWER | |
Paramina Rift |
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Freezing Gorge |
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Balthier |
Empires parade down city streets, while refugees walk barefoot through the snow. |
Larsa |
And so I sue for peace to stop short war and ease their suffering. |
Balthier |
Will he now? |
Vaan |
Don*t take it the wrong way, okay? |
The Imperial City of Archades |
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Vayne |
This crisis would not end were I gone. |
Gramis |
Necessity? |
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Vayne |
The sword of House Solidor cannot be left to rust in doubt. |
Gramis |
Is this your idea of vengeance? |
Vayne |
It is my idea of necessity. |
Gramis |
So you would dirty your hands, to keep his clean? |
Bayne |
My hands are stained with blood. |
Gramis |
So they are. |
Mt Bur-Omisace |
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Hall of the Light |
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Vaan |
Is he sleeping? |
Anastasis |
No, my child. |
Ashe |
Anastasis, Your Grace, I am Ashelia 每 |
Anastasis |
Lay down your words. |
Larsa |
Gran Kiltias, then give us your blessing. |
Al-Cid |
I do not suppose this is something you might#reconsider? |
Larsa |
This is the man I wanted you to meet. |
Al-Cid |
I am but one of very, very many. |
Anastasis |
In Archadia, Larsa. |
Al-Cid |
Hah, Gran Kiltias! You speak much of dreams. |
Ashe |
Gran Kiltias, I was told my coming here would prevent this war. |
Al-Cid |
A word from you and the Resistance would stop cold#and Rozarria*s pretext for joining the war#scattered, off to the four winds. |
Ashe |
Because I am powerless to help. |
Al-Cid |
Nay, in fact it has little to do with you. |
Larsa |
Then what? |
Al-Cid |
The Emperor Gramis is no more. |
Larsa |
Father! |
The Imperial City of Archades |
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Senator A |
What possible cause could we have to lay hand on our Emperor? |
Senator B |
A deception and an outrage! |
Drace |
A viper amongst our Senators!? |
Vayne |
With Chairman Gregoroth as its head. |
Bergan |
A viper with many tails. |
Vayne |
We had no choice but to strip the Senate of authority and assign powers of autocracy to myself. Until such time as order 每 |
Drace |
Spare me your lies! I see the serpent coiled here before me! |
Zargabaath |
Drace, you speak too freely! |
Drace |
Zargabaath! Do not tell me you join in this mummer*s farce! |
Zargabaath |
With Rozarria poised to invade at any moment, our leader must have a free hand. |
Vayne |
The once-great House Solidor is now reduced to myself and my dear brother Larsa. |
Drace |
Surely you would not go so far! |
Bergan |
You misunderstand. |
Drace |
You wear the mummer*s motley well, Bergan. |
Vayne |
Zargabaath, take the Alexander. |
Gabranth |
Your Excellency, Lord Larsa was placed under my charge. |
Vayne |
Oh? Perhaps you mistook your orders then. |
Gabranth |
Your Excellency 每 |
Vayne |
A hound, begging for scraps at the Emperor*s table. |
Zargabaath |
Your Excellency, I beg you reconsider! |
Drace |
Do it. |
Gabranth |
Forgive me. |
Drace |
Pray be quick. |
Vayne |
And so House Solidor lives on. |
Al-Cid |
Let us suppose you approach the Empire with a peaceful resolution. |
Anastasis |
The dreams have told me thus. |
Al-Cid |
Archadia*s banners fly high. |
Ashe |
And then#the nethicite is the coup de grace. |
Anastasis |
It is the nethicite of which you dream? |
Ashe |
I require something far greater. |
Anastasis |
To wield power against power. |
Ashe |
I am descended from the Dynast-King himself. |
Anastasis |
Indeed. Then you have but one choice. |
Ashe |
Does such a thing exist? |
Anastasis |
Journey across the Paramina Rift to the Stilshrine of Miriam. |
the Stilshrine of Miriam |
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Vault of the Champion |
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Vaan |
You should try it on the Dawn Shard. |
Ashe |
What*s |
Balthier |
He just may be on to something. |
Ashe |
The Stone bleeds Mist. |
Fran |
It has been roused. |
Ashe |
This is the sword. |
Balthier |
Should it find its mark. |
Ashe |
Vaan. |
Vaan |
I didn*t. |
Zargabaath |
The Empire*s debts grow legion. |
Fran |
There! |
Vaan |
Smoke? |
Ashe |
What could it mean? |
Mt Bur - Omisace |
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Hall of the Light |
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Bergan |
Ah, our vagrant princess. |
Vaan |
There it is again. |
Balthier |
Fran, I don*t like the look of that. |
Fran |
This Mist 每 |
Bergan |
No. |
Balthier |
He set his very bones about with manufacted nethicite. |
Penelo |
Wait 每 what about Larsa? |
Al-Cid |
Gone. Spirited away by Judge Gabranth. |
Vaan |
You okay? |
Basch |
So he was here. |
Al-Cid |
Ah, as for our young lordling, he went alone 每 |
Ashe |
So that you can protect me? |
Al-Cid |
I would lay down my life at a single word to be sure#but I harbor no maundering delusions of valiant grandeur. |
Ashe |
This I cannot do. Forgive me. |
Al-Cid |
Ah, this Stone. |
Balthier |
I can venture a guess. |
Ashe |
At once. |
Al-Cid |
So you would leave each to fend for his own. |
Temple Grounds |
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Ashe |
How do you propose we reach Archades? |
Balthier |
And their navy will see that the coast is watched as well# No, we go afoot. |
Fran |
There is a hunter*s camp just beyond the Salikawood. |
Balthier |
Getting that far should be half the fun. |