To a Truly Clear Day
One day the crew visits an island plagued by cloudy days but familiar to Elta. To cheer the residents of the town, Elta decides to play them songs. The next day Elta encounters a mysterious Harvin who enjoys his music so much so that she gives him new strings that produce beautiful sounds.
Without a home to call his own, Elta roams the skies as a minstrel carrying an undying love for music in his heart.
His only desire is to make the world a happier place, and to that end, he travels from land to land performing wherever he goes.
He happened upon (Captain)'s crew and has been traveling with them ever since.
Elta is a minstrel who roams the skies to bring joy to people with his songs.
While he is less inclined to battle than others, he is a proud member of the crew who always puts his best foot forward.Continue 1
One day, they travel to a certain island enveloped in clouds together.
Vyrn: Sigh... Are we there yet? I just wanna sleep in a cozy bed already...
Elta: Today was pretty rough, wasn't it? And it's already so dark out...
(Captain) and crew are on their way to a town with an inn after having finished a big job for Siero.
Vyrn: But sheesh, it's hard to even make out anything with all these clouds... You sure we won't crash into anything?
Looking out from the windows, the crew isn't able to see anything but clouds.
Rackam: All right, everybody! We're here!
Vyrn: Phew... We finally made it.
The crew disembarks the Grandcypher and begins searching for the local inn.
Rackam: Geez... What's with this fog? Looks like the entire island's been swallowed by clouds.
Elta: Wait... This place...
Vyrn: What's up, Elta? Why do you look surprised?
Elta: I didn't realize it sooner because of the clouds, but I used to regularly visit this island before I met you all.
Elta: I owe the people here so much. They really used to look after me.
Elta: I'm so glad I get to be here again.
Rackam: That's the bard life for ya. So the people here are going to start hooting and hollering when they see you?
Elta: I don't know about that...
Elta: Oh, but I do know that if you follow that road, you'll find an inn where the path veers.
Vyrn: You really do know your way around here! The sooner we get there, the better! I'm totally bushed.
Elta: I, um... Would you all mind if I paid a visit to some people by myself?
Rackam: Why not? Who doesn't enjoy seeing an old friend. He's okay to leave us for a bit, right, (Captain)?
Choose: Of course!
- Of course!
- We'll be lonely without you.
Elta: Thank you!Choose: We'll be lonely without you.
Elta: Really? Okay... I'll hold off for now!
Vyrn: (Captain)'s not saying you can't go or anything like that.
Vyrn: Don't worry 'bout it! We're in the same town anyways. (Captain)'s just exaggerating.
Elta: O-okay! I'll be on my way then. I'll just be gone a day, (Captain). I promise!
Vyrn: We'll be waiting at the inn! Have fun!
Elta: Got it! If anything happens, I'll head over to you in a jiffy!Continue 2
Elta: Wow... It's been so long. But this place really hasn't changed a bit!
Tavern Staff: Hello ther—
Tavern Staff: Hey! If it isn't Elta!
Elta: H-hello... Nice to see you again.
Tavern Staff: How long has it been! Look, everyone, it's Elta!
Tavern Regular 1: Hey there, Elta! What brings you back? We haven't seen you in ages.
Tavern Regular 2: Anyway... We're just glad to see you again.
Since joining (Captain)'s crew, Elta has not set foot onto this island.
The residents of the town greet Elta with open arms. However, he learns that something has been afflicting the town recently.
Elta: The weather?
Tavern Regular 2: Lately it's been a real problem... I mean, it'll get overcast from time to time, but the clouds rarely stick around for this long.
Tavern Regular 2: Hmm... I'd say it's probably been weeks since we last saw the sun. People are even starting to get sick.
Tavern Regular 1: It's pretty bad... Crops won't grow, people are falling ill, and it's just so depressing.
Tavern Regular 1: But there's really nothing we can do except wait till it clears. Not like anyone can alter the weather...
Elta: I didn't know that kind of thing happened here...
Tavern Regular 1: You probably didn't notice. It usually doesn't last this long, and it didn't start getting real bad until just recently.
Tavern Regular 2: Even this old timer can't recall a time it was this awful since I was young. Must be one of those once-in-a-blue-moon things.
Elta: Is that so? I can't imagine how hard it must be for everyone to not have sunlight...
Elta realizes that he has his instrument on him.
Elta: Oh, that's right! I don't think I can do anything about the weather, but a cheerful melody might brighten things up a little.
Elta: So how about a song to lift everyone's spirits?
Tavern Staff: Oh! Just the words I was waiting for!
Elta: Haha... Okay, here I go.
Elta begins to play a tune akin to something heard at a wedding or harvest festival.
As the day turns to night, more residents gather to hear Elta play.
Tavern Regular 3: Hahaha! You really know how to liven the mood with your music!
Elta: I'm just glad to be of service.
Tavern Regular 3: Say, would you do that one number next? You know, the one with the knight that slays the dragon...
Elta: Sure thing! Coming right up...
Elta prepares to play his next song.
Migrant: Put a lid on it! The night's s'posed to be silent!
Elta flushes red as a customer sitting alone in the back of the tavern berates his playing.
Elta: Who is that?
Tavern Regular 3: Ah, yeah. That guy's new here... Sorry, he's kinda on edge 'cause of the clouds.
Tavern Regular 3: Can't really blame him. I'd be pretty upset if I moved to a new place and the weather was crap for so long.
Elta: I see...
The lone customer makes his way over to Elta.
Migrant: I ain't trying to hear your stale tunes, boy. I'm tryna have my drink in peace.
Elta: I'm sorry for disturbing you... B-but...
Migrant: Quit your mumbling! If you got something to say, then speak up!
Elta: Um... I know the weather has been pretty bad recently. I'd be in a pretty dismal mood too if I hadn't seen the sun in so long.
Elta: I just thought some music might be appropriate at a time like this...
Elta: Would... Would you like to join us? You may even enjoy yourself.
Tavern Regular 1: Yeah, come get in on this!
Tavern Regular 1: How about it, everybody?
Migrant: Ugh... Like hell I will... This booze's lost its flavor anyways...
The man angrily exits the tavern.
Tavern Regular 3: Whoa... Did y'all see that? Elta got the drunk to leave without causin' a commotion. I don't believe it!
Tavern Regular 2: Hahaha! Elta, you've really grown.
Tavern Staff: Hehehe... I remember when Elta was just a little scaredy-cat.
Tavern Staff: I guess you've grown a backbone now, eh, Elta?
Elta: I... I dunno if I've grown that much...
Deflecting the compliments, Elta directs everyone's attention to another song.
Hoping to bring joy to the ailing residents, he continues his performance with a medley of tunes.
Unbeknownst to him, someone outside the tavern has taken notice of his music and listens intently.
???: Beautiful... Whose song is this?
A Harvin woman stops in her tracks after hearing the music, but she chooses to stay outside the tavern the melodies are coming from.
She stands still, her heart stolen by the music.
Elta plays songs long into the night, and as morning approaches, the residents are taken by sleep one by one.
Before long everyone is sound asleep, while Elta continues playing his lullaby.
Elta: Ah! The strings broke... Probably because I played for too long.
Elta hears the sound of birds chirping outside, and when he looks out the window he sees sunlight pouring onto the land.
Elta: What? Could it be?
Elta walks outside the tavern and looks up into the sky.
Elta: It's the sun! The clouds are gone!
The clouds enveloping the island finally part, revealing an exhilaratingly blue sky.
Elta: Look, everyone! The skies are clear!
Elta: Oh... Heh. They're still sound asleep.
The tavern patrons and even some of the workers can be heard snoring.
Elta: It's as if I have the entire sky all to myself! Hmm, hmm...
Elta: Hmm, hmm, hmm!
???: Did I scare you? Sorry.
Elta: W-who are you?
???: Are you angry?
???: I don't like scary things. So don't be angry.
Elta: Oh, no! Not at all! Um, I'm sorry for shouting earlier.
Elta: And you are?
???: You're quite the performer. I listened to your playing all night.
Elta: Well, that puts a smile on my face!
Elta: Wait... But you weren't inside, right?
???: I don't like loud places. So I listened out here.
Elta: What? From dusk till dawn?
???: Yes... And?
The woman doesn't seem fazed, while Elta is left speechless.
???: How are you able to make such beautiful music?
Elta: I don't know if I would call it beautiful...
Elta: But maybe it's because of my friends that I can play this way.
???: Because of your friends?
Elta: Well... I used to be a lone traveler, but now I'm part of a crew.
Elta: I've been through so much with them. I've had so many experiences that I wouldn't have had otherwise.
Elta: I even fought a snake this big one time.
???: You're scaring me. Don't talk about snakes.
Elta: Oh... S-sorry.
Elta: Actually... I was really scared back then too.
Elta: I used to be scared of everything. But thanks to my travels with the crew, I've grown a little bit.
Elta: And since I've started traveling with them, my music has matured as well.
Elta: That's why I think my friends have changed the way I play.
Elta: Um... Does that make sense?
???: Yes. The melody that flows from you is delicate, yet I felt something much more robust within it. I thought that was strange.
???: Whoever your friends are, they must be wonderful people. They give you strength even from afar.
Elta: The melody that... flows from me?
???: Say, would you play something for me again?
Elta: You mean... here and now?
???: Yes... I want to get to know these friends of yours through your melody. What do you say?
Elta: Of course! Playing on such a glorious morning like today is good for the soul!
Elta recalls what happened to his strings.
Elta: Oh, right... My strings broke.
Elta: S-sorry... I have some replacements on the ship. I'll be right back, okay?
???: It's fine. Just use these.
She takes out some strings of her own to replace the broken ones as Elta looks on in surprise.
???: Here. Now you can play.
Elta: T-thank you! Here goes!
Elta: (Wait, what's this?)
Elta: (The sound is completely different from before! I never knew I could make such beautiful music!)
Elta: (It's like my voice is being guided...)
Elta: (I played all throughout the night, but with these strings I feel like I can still keep on going.)
???: Hehe. You must really love your friends.
The music, like a melodic invitation, draws the residents in their homes to take a peak outside their windows and find out where the music is coming from.
Before Elta knows it, he is surrounded by a large crowd.
Elta: W-wow... Looks like the whole town's come out.
???: It's getting loud. I'm leaving.
???: Goodbye. Your melody was lovely. Take care of your friends.
Elta: Huh? But wait...
Resident 1: Elta! You've really done it this time... Showin' us the clear blue skies with your music!
Elta: Oh? I was just...
Elta: (I've never met that woman before... Did she just move to this island?)
Tavern Regular 1: Hahaha! What a lovely morning!
Elta: Right? There's nothing better than a clear blue sky!
Tavern Regular 1: Well, there's that too. But I meant that your song made it even more perfect!
Resident 1: Agreed. It was so nice waking up today to a clear blue sky with your music.
Resident 1: Even the people who were feeling sick were able to get up today and start their work in the fields!
Vyrn: Yo! Elta!
Elta: (Captain)! Vyrn! Good morning!
Vyrn: Haha! Your song woke us up!
Elta: Oh no! Did it? I'm sorry! I didn't mean to wake you all this early...
Vyrn: No complaints here! That was a great way to start the day! I feel ready to get to work!
Choose: It's all thanks to you, Elta.
- It's all thanks to you, Elta.
Elta takes a moment to look at his instrument and appreciate it.
Elta: (It's all thanks to these strings.)
Elta: (They have the power to heal and soothe.)
Elta looks up to see the lone drunk from the previous night standing in front of him once more.
Migrant: Sorry 'bout yesterday... I was just so bent out of shape, ya know... I didn't mean any of it.
Elta: That's okay. You don't have to worry about it.
Migrant: Your song... I think it really helped me. When I woke up, I felt like a whole new person.
Migrant: Thank you. Next time I'll be sure to give your songs a good listen.
Elta: O-of course! I appreciate it!
Tavern Regular 1: I have an idea! How about we put a band together? Beats just waiting for the clouds to clear.
Tavern Regular 3: Oh! That's a great idea! No reason we should let the gloom and doom of the clouds bring our spirits down!
Resident 1: Yeah! Singing on cloudy days does sound like a lot of fun! Let's have Elta teach us the basics!
To pass rough times with smiles on their faces, the residents set about learning the ways of the musician.
Perhaps the strings bestowed upon him by the mysterious woman have awakened something inside of Elta.
Vyrn: Wow, it looks like everyone's really getting into it!
Elta: Isn't it great? I'm so glad!
Vyrn: Hm? What's up?
Elta: Oh, no... It's nothing.
Elta: (Who was that woman?)
Elta wonders if the woman, who disappeared in the crowd so soon, was merely a figment of his imagination.
However, the strings on his instrument are all the proof he needs of their fated meeting.
Where I Belong
Elta, still afraid of monsters, feels unneeded as the children who usually listen to his music have suddenly stopped coming to see him. That day, he meets Aoidos and asks for his musical guidance. However, Aoidos encounters difficulty encouraging the timid minstrel to conquer his fears. As a last ditch effort, Aoidos cajoles him into battling a monster.
Elta: Whoa! Don't come any closer!
Monster: Grrr... Graaah...
Elta: Thanks, (Captain)...
Vyrn: Just a little more. Don't let your guard down yet, Elta! Get 'em, (Captain)!
Elta looks on as (Captain) fearlessly heads into battle with the monster.
Some time later on an island the crew often visits...
In a plaza near an entrance of a forest, Elta sits on a tree stump and begins playing when...
Vyrn: Hm? Why the sigh, Elta? Something wrong?
Elta: I was useless against that monster we fought off earlier...
Vyrn: I wouldn't say that. It was your music that subdued the monster, remember?
Elta: But compared to (Captain), I didn't contribute much to the battle.
While Lyria and (Captain) are out shopping, Elta confides in Vyrn.
Elta: I thought I had made some progress. I thought I grew up a little... But I'm still not good enough yet...
Vyrn: Whoa now! Don't get all down on me! Your music makes everything more fun.
Elta: My music... Yeah, so much for that. Look around us, Vyrn. It's been like this for days.
Elta normally spends his days in this plaza singing with the children.
However, recently they've stopped coming around. The only thing in sight is a rundown shack in the corner.
Elta: I haven't had anyone come and listen to my singing for some time now...
Vyrn: I'm sure they're, uh, probably just busy or something.
Elta: They're just tired of me and my songs...
Elta: I'm just a guy who starts shaking when monsters show up and whose music bores everyone. I'm useless.
Vyrn: What's got you down like this all of a sudden? No one thinks you're useless.
Elta: I'm sorry, Vyrn, but can we go back to the inn?
Elta: It feels like the town's become much more crowded in the last couple of days... It's a lot more festive, that's for sure.
Elta: Huh? Vyrn? Where'd you go off to?
Elta notices that he's lost Vyrn somewhere along the crowded street.
Elta: Oh no... Will Vyrn be able to make it back alone?
While Elta looks for Vyrn, a man approaches him.
Event Manager: Hey, is that there your instrument?
Elta: What? Yeah... Why do you ask?
Event Manager: Great! Just what I was looking for. I'm an event manager, and I've got a gig to run. Could you help me out?
Elta: Come again?
Event Manager: I just need a body to perform. We've got a major singer coming down, but they're running pretty late...
Event Manager: I don't want the fans to start a riot...
Event Manager: Come on! Help a guy out. I just need you to stall while the other guy gets down here.
Elta: What? But I wouldn't even know what to play!
Event Manager: Play it by ear! That'll be good enough. I'll take you to the stage!
Elta: Just wait a second!
The event manager takes Elta to the stage and forces him onto it.
Elta: Uh... What do I do?
Elta can feel the pressure of the crowd's eyes on him.
Elta: (They're all waiting on someone else, but somehow they've got me here instead...)
Elta: (I guess I've got no choice... I'll just have to play something!)
Fan 1: Huh? What the hell is this half—
Elta lets go of his worry and begins his music with passion in his heart.
The mood in the crowd immediately shifts upon hearing his performance.
Fan 2: Oh, he's not bad. I'd even say the opener is pretty good, don't you think?
Fan 1: Yeah. His music's got a certain something to it.
Elta's music begins to command the audience.
However, during his performance someone else takes to the stage.
Fan 2: Ahhhh! It's Aoidos!
the main performer for today?
Aoidos: Ladies and gentlemen, my apologies for the late entrance.
Aoidos's explosive music rocks the crowd to their core, and they return the favor in cheers.
That's amazing! He's completely drawing them in!
Elta hides in the stage wing and watches as the man's energy takes the crowd like wildfire.
This is Aoidos's true power.
A-amazing! He has the whole crowd in the palm of his hands...
Elta compares the reaction the crowd has to Aoidos with the reaction the crowd had to him and is blown away by the difference.Continue 2
Aoidos: Much obliged. Thanks to your music, my Dosse was kept entertained while they waited for me.
Elta: Anyway, uh, it was a good experience for me as well.
Elta: And, um... Can I, er...
Aoidos: Go ahead. Let me know what's on your mind.
Elta: Would you teach me how to do what you do with music?
Aoidos: Hm... You for real?
Elta: Yes, absolutely! Please... I want to lift the people who listen to my music even higher!
Aoidos: All right... Before I got on stage, I listened to you play. You're not half bad.
Aoidos: But your style of music and mine are beasts of a different kind. Why do you want to learn from me?
Elta: I... don't have memories of my parents, but I do remember one song from my past. That's been the basis of my music for as long as I can remember.
Aoidos: Oh? No memories of them at all?
Elta: That's right... But lately I've been thinking my music's too centered around that one song.
Elta: I want to grow even more... I want to bring joy to more and more people with my very own music!
Aoidos: Huh... Is this what they call fate? Or just a coincidence? I also happen to have no memories of my past.
Elta: What? Really?
Aoidos: Yeah... I've got memory loss. I don't know my parents or where I come from. There isn't anyone who knows the real me.
Aoidos: I mean that I, er... We have no place to call home.
Elta: No place to call... home...
Aoidos: Everyone else does. But not us. We don't have a place where everybody knows our name.
Aoidos: Music is our only connection to our past. That's what we have in common.
Aoidos: I'm looking forward to sharing that burning pathos of yours.
Elta: Th-thank you!
Aoidos: Haha... A youth with worries of his music. Let's get started, Jovendos.
Aoidos: Yeah. Your new stage name.
This is where the paths of these two musicians intersect.
A few days later, Aiodos and Elta practice together in a secluded corner of the forest.
Unaccustomed to the fast pace of Aoidos's melodies, Elta's fingers begin to feel the strain.
Elta: Huff... Puff...
Aoidos: Come on, Jovendos. Do you think you can take your fans to heaven with that?
Elta: Um... Aoidos, what do you mean by "to heaven"?
Aoidos: Sigh... Did anyone teach you how to sing with words? Heaven is something you feel with your heart, not think with your mind.
Elta: G-got it! I'll try it again!
Elta attempts to start over, placing his fingers on the strings once more.
Elta cries out in pain as red liquid oozes from his fingers.
Seeing this, Aoidos approaches him.
Aoidos: Jovendos. You need to decimate your world.
Elta: Decimate... my world? What...
Aoidos: What are you most afraid of?
Elta: What I'm most afraid of? That would be...
Elta: Monsters, I suppose.
Aoidos: Hmm... Perfect. Follow me, Jovendos.
Elta: Huh? Aoidos, wait! Where are we going?
Elta: Aaah! A m-monster!
Aoidos: That's right. I can't practice my shouting in the forest because the people in town hear me...
Aoidos: So I come here when I need to shout. The shouting, of course, attracts monsters.
Aoidos: The reason I was late for that gig earlier was because of this guy.
Aoidos: Put in another way, this guy is responsible for us meeting.
Aoidos: But as you can see, he's pretty hostile, and the lumberjacks can't do their work.
Aoidos: So are you scared?
Elta: Isn't it obvious?
Aoidos: Good. Now is the time to conquer your fear, Jovendos. You'll take on this monster by yourself.
Elta: By myself? How am I supposed to do this alone? It's huge!
Aoidos: Come now, Jovendos. You want to improve, yes? Then face your fears!
Elta: Is this really supposed to help my music?
Where I Belong: Scene 2
Days later the crew enter a building where they find a singer calling himself Jovendos. It turns he is actually Elta in disguise. The crew and Elta receive a report that monsters have been seen in the same location that Elta usually plays music for the children. Elta immediately rushes to the location without fear of the monsters that lie in wait.
Aoidos: Haha. Well, look at you.
Aoidos: You decimated your own world. Now you've unlocked the path to a brave new you.
Elta: I decimated... my world? A brave new me...
A few days later, (Captain) and the crew take a stroll through town.
Vyrn: Ugh... Why're there so many people here?
Lyria: Ngh... It's hard to get through this crowd. Let's make sure to stick together.
Vyrn: Whoa! They've started movin'! Where is this mob going?
The crew is swallowed by the crowd, which eventually makes its way toward a building.
Lyria: Huff... Pant... Is this some kind of stage? There sure are lots of people here.
Vyrn: Hey! Look over there!
Vyrn points in the direction of a familiar figure.
Fan 2: Ahhh! Aoidooos! We love you! Jovendos, too! What a cutie-pie!
This crowd is really something! What's Elta doing in a place like this anyway?
Next to Elta is a red-haired youth commanding his instrument with tremendous power.
And Aoidos to boot? What are those two about to do?
Aoidos commands his instrument with tremendous power.Continue 1
Aoidos: Let's rip this! Judgment Night!
Aoidos and Elta's music come together in perfect harmony, taking the hearts of the entire crowd.
Elta: (Aoidos is really something! His energy is bursting through!)
Elta: (Ngh... This won't do! My fingers can't take much more of this! At this rate, I won't be able to finish...)
Elta realizes Aoidos's eyes are on him.
Aoidos: (Is that the end of your pathos?)
I can hear him? Aoidos's very thoughts... They're connected with my own!)
Aoidos: (Show me your pathos!)
Elta: (There isn't time to be worrying about the pain in my fingers!)
Elta: (Here's my pathos!)
Fan 2: Ahhh! Heaven! Heaven! Today's performance is even hotter than usual!
Elta: (I see... So this is heaven!)
Aoidos: (Heh... That's right. Now you know.)
There in the midst of the fans, lost in all of their glory, Elta comes to understand exactly what heaven is.
When the first song finishes, Elta walks off stage as Aoidos continues performing.
The crew is left speechless at the performance.
Vyrn: That guy playing up there just now was Elta... right?
Lyria: Umm... It looked like him, but it was almost as if he was a different person.
Vyrn: Right! It couldn't have been him... The whole crowd was cheering "Jovendos" anyway. It's gotta be someone else!
Choose: That was definitely Elta.
- That was definitely Elta.
- That was definitely somebody else.
Vyrn: So you think it was Elta? Well, if you say so then it must've been him.
Elta: (Captain)! You came to see me? And you brought the crew!
Vyrn: Yeah... That was something else. What's the deal here?
Elta: I've actually been performing here under the stage name Jovendos lately.Choose: That was definitely somebody else.
Vyrn: Right! That's not the Elta that we know at all!
Elta: (Captain)! You came to see me? And you brought the crew!
Vyrn: What! Elta! No way, it really was you!
Elta: Huh? You didn't realize it was me? Sorry... I didn't mean to surprise you like that.
Elta: I've actually been performing here under the stage name Jovendos lately.Continue 2
Vyrn: Did something happen to you? Your music feels totally different than before!
Elta: Well, the thing is...
Elta: Oh! The next song is about to start! This song has even more pathos than the last!
Elta: Heaven! Heaven!
Elta: (Captain), come on! Say it with me! Heaven! Heaven!
Elta: You... don't know what I'm talking about? But still, I think you can get it faster than I did!
Vyrn: What happened to you, Elta?Choose: Heaven!
Elta: Heaven! Heaven! I knew you'd get it, (Captain)!
Vyrn: Whoa! Looks like he's even got you pumped, (Captain)!Continue 3
After the performance ends, the crew exits the venue to talk to Elta.
Elta: I just... I thought the sound I was producing wasn't enough to make people happy.
Elta: So I asked Aoidos to teach me about his pathos by being in his gig.
Vyrn: I don't really get what you're going on about, but I thought your music before was good too!
Elta: Yes, but... Hmm?
Elta: What's happened?
Some residents have gathered nearby to discuss something, but their expressions are grim.
Vyrn: What's up? Did something happen?
Resident: Yeah, there are monsters on the loose. We're talking about what to do about it.
Lyria: What! Oh no!
Resident: It's all right... They've only appeared in the forest for now... We should be okay for the time being.
Resident: But if they do decide to continue moving, they could reach the town. We've gotten word that they're near the shack.
Elta: What! You mean the shack near the stump in the plaza?
Vyrn: Wait a sec... Isn't that where you always play your music?
Elta: Yes, it is... That place means a lot to me.
Elta: But no one comes around to hear me play anymore, so there should be no one in harm's way... Thank goodness.
Vyrn: Elta... When you put it like that...
Resident: Wait, are you all skyfarers? Would you help us?
Elta: Of course! Let's go, (Captain). We need to stop those monsters.
Lyria: A-are you sure? These are monsters we're talking about!
Elta: Of course I am! Let's go!
Elta sprints off in the direction of the forest, and the crew follows behind.
Where I Belong: Scene 3
With the monster defeated, a child comes out from atop a tree to speak with Elta. He learns that the children were told to keep away from the area where Elta plays music because monsters have been sighted there as of late. With his confidence restored and his skills improved, Elta, still afraid of even the smallest monster, returns to the crew with a new sense of self.
Elta: Do it, (Captain)!
Elta uses his newfound pathos to stun the monster, leaving (Captain) to deal the final blow.
Vyrn: Who'da thunk it... Elta's not afraid of monsters anymore!
Vyrn: But are you sure you're okay with this new style of music?
Lyria: I'm kind of sad, though... I loved your old music, Elta... I'm sure the others feel the same way.
Elta: Thank you, Lyria. I'm happy to hear that.
Elta: I want to help many more people be happy. That's my only wish...
Elta: But the old me had limits. As Jovendos, I can break through what's holding me back.
Elta: Look at the plaza. Don't you see? I used to play with all the children, but now...
In the plaza there is not a soul in sight.
Or at least, so Elta thought.
Boy: Hey! Elta!
A young boy reveals himself from behind a tree and makes a dash for Elta.
Boy: Hahaha! I found you! I was waiting here all day.
Elta: All day? Why?
Boy: Mommy said that monsters show up around here sometimes. And mommy said I should stay away.
Boy: But you weren't on the island, so you didn't know that, right? I came to tell you.
Lyria: But... why would you wait for Elta here if you knew that monsters might show up?
Vyrn: Kid, you shoulda gone to town to tell us!
Boy: I tried to. I heard the skyfarers were in town and went to find Elta.
Boy: And when I asked people if they saw someone with your outfit and instrument, there wasn't anyone who said they saw you.
Vyrn: Weird, he should be an easy guy to spot.
Boy: I mean... People thought I was talking about some guy named "Jovendos". They all said the same thing!
Boy: I dunno who Jovendos is... So that's why I came here without telling the grown-ups.
Boy: But then the monsters showed up, so I've been hiding there this whole time.
Elta: I... I see.
Boy: Anyway, this Jovendos person probably looks a lot like you... I wanna see him in person too.
Elta: I'm sorry.
Boy: Huh? What are you saying sorry for?
Elta: Well... because...
Vyrn: It's fine, Elta... He probably won't get it.
The mood is bleak with tension and gloom. Suddenly a voice breaks the silence.
Resident 2: Hey! Are you all right?
Elta: You guys!
The children who used to listen to Elta play have come with their parents to see the skyfarers who kept the monsters at bay.
Girl: Thanks for getting rid of all the monsters, Elta! Let's have another singing party!
Elta: O-okay! Let's do that!
Lyria: Elta, I want to sing too.
Vyrn: Yeah! Let's get it rockin'!
Elta: Haha... Okay, let's start!
Soon enough the group begins singing together in harmony as Elta's joyous melodies permeate the air.
Elta: Thank you, everyone.
Choose: We like you just the way you are.
- We like you just the way you are.
Elta: (Captain)! You really think I should be my old self?
Vyrn: Of course! It was the old Elta that joined our crew, not Jovendos.
Elta: I'm... I'm so happy!
Aoidos: Haha... I couldn't help overhearing your conversation.
Elta: Aoidos! I...
Aoidos: Well played, Jovendos. You've decimated yet another world... Who would've thought you could grow so fast?
Aoidos: That's the finale for our duet. Let's just say our music takes us down different paths!
I see... I'm sorry.
Elta: I guess I just can't leave the old me behind! I may have been trying too hard to become somebody else.
Aoidos: Worry not. Our love of music still binds us together. Perhaps someday we'll rock another stage once again.
Elta: Okay! I would love to!
Aoidos: Let me just say that I could feel your pathos in that performance. I knew you had it in you.
Aoidos: Hasta luego. I'm off to my next gig.
Hence, Elta chooses to go back to his former self, but with a little more wisdom than before.
Vyrn: Come on, gang! We're off!
The crew takes Vyrn's lead and heads back to the town. While walking back, Elta recalls Aoidos's words.
Aoidos: I mean that I, er... we have no place to call home.
Elta: (Aoidos might have said that, but I do have a place to call home—this crew.)
Lyria: Hehe, you sure look happy, Elta. Did something good happen?
Elta: I was just thinking how great it is being able to travel with you all.
Vyrn: Well, you did get stronger. Not to mention having an experience like that will probably be good for battles, and—
Vyrn: Hm? Looks like we've got some stragglers.
Lyria: Where's Elta?
Elta: Ahhh! M-m-monsters! They really are terrifying!
Vyrn: That was a really fast one-eighty...
The crew collectively breathes a sigh of relief, now certain that Elta really has returned to his former self.