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Happy Birthday Cutscenes
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Happy birthday, Master (Captain). I wanted to celebrate, but I'm not sure what to do...
My clan lives in the darkness. We avoid showy things like personal celebrations, so I have no idea what people do on birthdays.
What am I good at? Poisoning, disguises, interrogation, explosives, combat... None of these seem appropriate.
But if there's something I can do, please tell me. I'd be happy to help, Master (Captain)!


Happy birthday. I'm glad to have the opportunity to celebrate this wondrous occasion.
I've worked hard to make this the most special day for you.
Death by explosion, poison, or the traditional stab—you name it, and I'll carry out the hit.
Do you have any targets in mind?
It does not have to be today. I am ready to carry out your orders anytime you wish, Master (Captain).


Happy birthday to you. It is an absolute honor to witness this day with you.
I am unworthy, but I am prepared to utilize my clan's techniques to brighten your special day.
First are the explosives. I have prepared roughly one hundred shots of fireworks.
Next is poison tasting. Observe how I can detect poisons in food with but a whiff.
Moving on to assassination. Name your target, and in one fell swoop I will—
Hm? Have I gone too far?
Ah, please excuse my poor habits! You are too kind to tolerate my antics... I must work on my diligence.


Happy birthday, Master. I have the honor once again of helping you celebrate this auspicious day.
Naturally, I plan to use my clan's techniques to enliven the festivities...
You said you felt last year's performance was too dangerous, so this year I reduced the amount of gunpowder used in my fireworks, and the number of different poisons I will be using in the poison-tasting demonstration.
I was unable to decide how best to scale down the assassination aspect of my tribute...
But perhaps the changes to the explosive and poisonous portions are enough to meet your specifications?
I'm sorry? Working with explosives and poisons at all is dangerous enough?
Ohh... Oh no! I failed to understand your directions entirely, didn't I?
How many years in a row is it now that I have obliged you to spend your birthday reeducating me?
But no longer. Next year, I swear, I shall orchestrate the perfect celebration for you, (Captain).


Happy birthday, Master! No matter how many times we celebrate this glorious day together, still my heart shakes in wonder!
I hope you will allow me to honor this wonderful day with the techniques of my clan once again.
Of course, I have not forgotten your words. You informed me of the dangers in explosives and poison-tasting demonstrations.
That is why, this year, I have applied my techniques in explosives to make fireworks that form congratulatory words upon detonation.
In addition, I have prepared a dish with delicious ingredients that are, by nature, poisonous, but are now safe to eat as I have nullified the poison inside them.
However, I was unable to think of a suitable solution for my tribute via assassination, so I'm afraid I have failed to arrange anything in that aspect...
It is enough, you say? You are too kind, Master! Thank you!
Ah, how impudent of me to bathe in my own joy when today is a day for you alone. Allow me to commence this year's celebrations with a display of fireworks. Enjoy!

Happy New Year Cutscenes
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Greetings on this, the beginning of another year. I hope it is full of many wonders. You're a truly inspirational captain.
Huh? I'm too formal? I'm sorry, that's just how I was trained. H-Happy New Year!
Haha... I feel a bit embarrassed now.


Are you ready to rock the new year, Master (Captain)?
Ah, I was simply trying out a more casual New Year's greeting...
Did it seem odd?
Too stiff, you say? Hmm...
Trying to say it naturally is actually quite difficult. But I shall continue to practice.


Happy New Year, Master. I sincerely hope ya have a boss year.
Um... That's not really how young people talk, is it? It's difficult trying to match the way they speak.
Hmm... More difficult than assassinations even. I must concentrate harder.


Master, this year I wish to offer you my felicitations in a style more befitting my age.
Prepare yourself... Here I go.
Slappy New-New, best wishes, party hearty, may old acquaintance be forgot, bang out those resolutions, my dude, to Zinkenstill with love, Jamil.
How was that? I asked advice from everyone who patronizes Raduga and decided to combine their suggestions.
From the look on your face, I suspect I missed the mark...
I will begin training for next year.


Master, this year... please allow me to offer my greetings in a manner befitting my age.
I received words of advice from various customers at Raduga, as well as from a few members of our crew...
I believe I've prepared something more suited for my age.
Here I go!
Happy New Year. I am most grateful for the kindness and advice you have given me in the past year. No words can fully express my heartfelt appreciation for you, Master.
Though there is still much for me to learn, I hope I can continue to receive your guidance over the duration of this upcoming year. My best happy New Year wishes, and may you have a totally awesome one.
I was told that it would be best to tailor my greetings into something befitting my age as well as my personality. How was it?
It was very appropriate for me? Do you truly think so, Master? Thank you very much! What a splendid start to the new year!

Valentine's Day Cutscenes
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Chocolate? Thank you very much. I've never received a gift like this before...
Well, actually my mother used to give it to me, but it was during my assassin training, so all kinds of poisons were mixed into it.
I don't know what chocolate even tastes like without poison... Thank you, Master (Captain)!


Thank you, Master (Captain). I will savor every bite of these chocolates.
We simply say chocolates, but there are actually so many varieties of chocolates.
From the sweet, to the bitter, to the nut-filled kind...
There could even be poison-filled chocolates—and that would not be easy to detect.
Ah! That's not to say I thought you would inject any poison into these chocolates! Please believe me, Master (Captain)!


Chocolates for me? Thank you, Master!
I take one bite each day of the year, or two bites on holidays, all while thinking of you.
Just one daily bite is enough to keep me satiated. Rather than waste the last bite, I keep the last bit preserved. I still have it with me.
This year's chocolate will be no exception. I'll preserve it with the utmost care so that its existence may last into eternity!


To think that you've honored me yet again with your handmade chocolate...
I am unworthy of such kindness, Master. I promise to relish every—Hm?
Master, why are there two boxes here?
What? The second is for me to save?
Th... Thank you so much! I will take immediate measures to preserve it, and display it proudly in my room!
This way, I may partake of all the chocolates in the first box, knowing that I have a second in reserve!
These... These tremors are but the outward expression of how deeply your kindness has moved me...


Master... what exactly is this mountain of chocolate for?
My apologies. Please, allow me to assist with the deliveries.
Huh? These chocolates... They're all for me?
Why I... I don't know what to say! This is such an honor!
You've even gone so far as to recreate the same chocolate I reserved from before.
You've put so much thought into this, Master! I'm so happy... I can't even find the words right now.
Very well. I'll be thinking fondly of you with every bite I take out of these chocolates.
And... you've even made another reserve chocolate for me this year! Mark my words, I'll treasure this one as much as the others!

White Day Cutscenes
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Master (Captain), I have brought a gift for you. It's to say thank you for what you do for me every day.
It's a special medicine my clan uses to cure fatigue. We pickle fruit using salt and bury it in pots, normally for about a hundred years.
And don't worry—I made sure there's no poison. I just hope it's sweet enough.


Master (Captain), won't you please accept this gift?
Please rest your fears. I've learned my lesson from last year, and so this is store-bought.
And, of course, I've also tested it for poison!
Though rewrapping the gift proved to be quite the ordeal... I hope you enjoy it.


I've brought you a White Day gift, Master. Please accept it with my regards.
It's a famous confection passed down on Ravi Island within the Erste royal family.
Only clan members with distinguished service records are allowed to have this rare taste. So as my appreciation to you, I—
What? You're asking me to take a bite with you?
U-unacceptable! I'm still lacking in rank, a mere amateur who acts more or less like a rookie. Please forgive me for not meeting your standards!


I have prepared a White Day gift to thank you for your generosity last month, Master.
Ladiva was kind enough to allow me free rein in the subgalley, from selecting my ingredients to molding the chocolate.
I hope you will find the results satisfactory.
I've already tested it for poison... er, for flavor, I mean.
Therefore, there is no need for you to share any with me this year.
What do you mean, it has nothing to do with taste testing?
Ah, no! Master, please, this is most indecorous! Stop, I beg of you!


Master, if it wouldn't be too much trouble, could I ask for a moment of your time? I've prepared a White Day gift for you.
As thanks for the chocolate you've graciously given me this year, I put my heart into making this for you.
To be honest, I couldn't decide what to make you and, well, I ended up making you a small smorgasbord...
I wasn't able to be decisive even here. I'm an embarrassment to my clan.
But if you haven't eaten yet, perhaps it may be to your liking?
Th-thank you! Very well, please follow me then.
Under one condition? You want me to join you? Oh, no. I couldn't.
Well, since you insist... It would be my honor to eat by your side, (Captain).

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Trick or Treat Cutscenes
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Hmm... I've dressed up for Halloween, but it doesn't seem to be going well.
I used my clan's disguise techniques to play the role of Vyrn, but no one reacted...
It seems I am still inexperienced. I'll try and make a better disguise next year!


Cough... I thought I'd try to play the role of Vyrn again this year, but...
Katalina walked by when I was practicing how to say, I ain't no lizard.
The extensive training she provided was most helpful, but now I'm losing my voice...
Perhaps next year will finally be my chance to shine as the ultimate Vyrn impersonator.


Unnh... Cough... I'm sorry, Master...
After much practice I thought I would finally be able to pass myself off perfectly as Vyrn this year...
But then Katalina and the other VLA members appeared to provide me with coaching, and I have nearly lost my voice as a result.
Cough... Just who are those people? I suppose my perfect-Vyrn disguise will have to wait another year...
It is regrettable. I must train my vocal chords further.


I ain't no... Cough, cough!
Ah, forgive me, Master. I'm sorry you had to see me this way. You see, the VLA invited me to their boot camp.
There, I received rigorous training on how to impersonate Vyrn.
I have been training my voice since my failure last year, but even so, I struggled to meet the VLA members' expectations.
I finally pushed my vocal chords a bit too far.
It is with deep shame that I admit myself unworthy of my Vyrn costume this year too.
However, I am inspired by the VLA's uncompromising standards.
I, too, must accept no less than excellence in all my endeavors.


I ain't... no lizard!
Huh! Have you been listening the entire time, Master? Yes, I was able to participate in this year's VLA boot camp once again.
I believe I still have a long way to go, but the VLA members have been kind enough to say otherwise.
They told me they were moved by my will to impersonate Vyrn, and have since granted me initiation into their arts.
How was my impersonation by your standards, Master? Were you satisfied with my performance?
Ah, that is wonderful news indeed! Then I shall prepare my Vyrn attire at once.
At last, I can reveal Vyrn's costume in all its glory... What a joyous day this is!
An impersonation it may be, but to think that I can stand beside you, Master, in the form of your irreplaceable friend... Halloween is truly an event to commemorate!

Happy Holidays Cutscenes
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Fate Episodes

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Thin Ice

During an audience with Queen Orchis, the crew learns that the Erste Kingdom's investigations into the former Imperial Intelligence Bureau have failed to make any new headway. After pledging their support, (Captain) and company return to the Grandcypher, where a dream steeped in childhood memories reawakens Jamil's thirst for vengeance.

Erste Kingdom is currently locked in battle with banished members of the Imperial Intelligence Bureau, which was dismantled when the Empire's forces were overthrown.
Hoping to drive a wedge between Erste's throne and (Captain)'s crew, the exiles captured Jamil during his lone reconnaissance mission—only to be snarled in a web of their own making...
Orchis: Oh, Jamil! Thank goodness you made a full recovery. I nearly went out of my mind with worry when I heard you'd been injured.
Jamil: Apologies for any distress I've caused. As you can see, I am alive and well—and back to attending upon my master.
Lyria: We tried getting him to rest longer, but he looked so sad cooped up in his room...
Jamil: I never should have left my master's side. Even a lifetime of service cannot atone for this disgrace...
Vyrn: Seriously, you gotta stop beating yourself up. You're back in one piece, and that's how we wanna keep it. Right, (Captain)?
(Captain) nods, adding that Jamil's safety is all that matters.
Orchis: If anything, I should be the one apologizing. My actions are at least partly to blame for the danger that befell Jamil.
Jamil: Master, Queen Orchis...
Orchis: Freesia and her vision of a grand empire had its appeal. She was ringed about with supporters, many of whom would become the Imperial Intelligence Bureau.
Orchis: When my allies and I reclaimed Erste as a kingdom, we made a lot of powerful enemies, despite my best efforts...
Jamil: Those oath-breakers got no more than they deserved.
Jamil: Every subject's duty is to the royal family. It is treason to fawn at another's feet—though it be the Prime Minister herself!
Orchis: People do not mutiny without reason, Jamil. We must have let them down one way or another. I can't imagine that a member of the Urzhuwan Clan—
Jamil: That traitor is not fit to be spoken of!
Jamil: What reason can one have to slaughter one's own family? To sell the very techniques with which we were supposed to defend the throne to turncoat imperialists...
Jamil: My apologies! You too suffered greatly at this traitor's hands, and yet I...
Orchis: Don't apologize, Jamil. I know that you speak from a place of devotion to me and my family.
Orchis: In much the same way, the former IIB have their own allegiances. Values they believe worth fighting for.
Orchis: But they never should have gotten your crew involved, (Captain). There was no crime on your hands.
Vyrn: Wasn't none on yours either. From what I'm hearing, Erste sounded like a chill place until the IIB turned it into an evil empire.
Vyrn: And now they're miffed 'cause they got kicked out of a kingdom they helped destroy? What a bunch of babies.
Jamil: Precisely.
Orchis: Well, now my government is doing everything it can to locate the former IIB so we can bring its members to justice.
Orchis: It's just... we haven't very many leads yet.
Jamil: That would be thanks to the Urzhuwan traitor. Stealth is the most elementary of our clan's techniques.
Jamil: Still, it's no easy task to impart our skills to outsiders. We must be up against a master.
(Captain) offers the crew's services in finding and apprehending the former IIB.
Orchis: Thank you, (Captain). Goodness knows we could use the help.
Orchis: I hate the thought of putting you and your crew in danger again, but... you're our greatest strength.
Orchis and (Captain) promise to regularly exchange information, and the crew returns to the Grandcypher.
Jamil: ...
Vyrn: What's the matter, Jamil? Lookin' kind of wobbly there.
Lyria: Are you tired? That was the first big trip you've taken in a while. Maybe you'd better rest up...
Jamil: No! Please, don't concern yourself about me.
  1. Want to take a nap together?
  2. What Master says...

Choose: Want to take a nap together?
Jamil: B-but... One of my foremost duties is to keep watch over your slumber...
Vyrn: Yeah, but lemme tell ya, you being on edge all the time ain't helping anyone catch their Z's. It'd be easier for (Captain) to relax if you'd just sleep in the same room.
Jamil: I-I'd never considered it that way. Well, I suppose if it'd help Master rest... The crew has been shouldering a great number of missions lately...

Choose: What Master says...
Jamil: Is absolute!
Jamil: Of course... But...
Continue 1
Jamil trails off and stands there helpless. (Captain) grabs his hand and leads him to the captain's cabin, where they all tumble onto sun-warmed sheets.
Lyria: Hehe. Sleep tight, and don't let the bed bugs bite!
Jamil: ...
Jamil: Yes. Pleasant dreams.
Jamil closes his eyes and lets the sound of (Captain)'s steady breathing rock him slowly into slumber.
Jamil: (Master... Lyria, Vyrn, and Queen Orchis... They're all looking out for me.)
Jamil: (Come to think of it... Today was the first time... I'd ever exchanged words with the queen...)
Jamil: (But the first time I saw her... feels like a lifetime ago...)
Jamil: ...
???: ...!
???: How could you even think such a thing?
???: The Urzhuwan clan owes a debt of eternal gratitude to King Byleistr.
???: Owe? An eternal debt? Do you hear yourself? These are the words of a bondman!
???: Do you mean to shackle all our progeny to the past? Will you not allow them to lead their own lives—their own futures!
???: There is no shame in being bound to protect. By living in the shadows, the Urzhuwan keep safe all who walk beneath the sun.
???: Save me your sanctimony. You have no right to speak for our children—to forever deny them the golden embrace of day.
???: We are being used! But you will not see it. You have allowed the throne to exploit your blindness and stupidity—
???: You forget yourself!
???: No. You are the one who has forgotten. Everything we have accomplished. The honor we have earned. You let those royal robbers take it all!
???: How dare—
???: Jamil? Did we wake you up? We're sorry. We shouldn't have raised our voices.
???: ...
???: Now, come with Mother back to bed... And as for you two, don't you need to prepare for tomorrow?
???: Yes, of course... Though our presence will be unnoticed, it is a great honor to be entrusted with the safety of the royal procession.
???: Would you not agree?
Jamil: ...
Jamil: (What a vivid dream...)
Jamil: (No, it wasn't a dream... It was a memory... Of the night before my first Founding Day Parade...)
Jamil reconstructs the dream in his waking mind, meticulously going over every detail, every sensation.
Jamil: (That man to whom Father and Mother were speaking... He was of the Urzhuwan clan...)
Jamil: ...
Jamil: (Back then, I was too young and too scared to fully grasp my father's fury. But at last I understand...)
Jamil: (To deny us the golden embrace of day...)
Jamil: (Those were no more than gilded words... meant to hide the ambition and treachery nesting in the serpent's heart.)
Jamil: (My parents must have seen right through him.)
Jamil: Father... Mother...
  1. Did you sleep well?

Choose: Did you sleep well?
Jamil: ...!
Jamil whips around to face (Captain), who regards him, bleary-eyed.
Jamil: Yes... Nothing to be concerned about.
Still wrapped in the fog of sleep, the captain smiles faintly at Jamil's answer before sinking back into placid dreams.
Jamil: Nothing at all...
Jamil: (What kind of guardian am I? How could I have been so lost in my thoughts that I didn't sense my master's awakening?)
Jamil: (And moreover... How could I have lied to (Captain)?)
Jamil: ...
Jamil: (I despise the man who betrayed the royal family and butchered my clan... The man who killed my parents. As long as he lives, I will not know peace.)
Jamil: (But I cannot allow my heart to forever be torn in two. This hatred is corroding my loyalty... and my love towards my master.)
Jamil: ...
Jamil: I must put an end to this.
Jamil looks at his hands resting atop the white sheets and clenches them into fists.
In the dark, listening to the deep breathing of his captain, he comes to an understanding. Before he can live in peace, he must first put to death the war raging within.


While on a mission of goodwill accompanied by a heavily reduced guard, Orchis is ambushed by former members of the IIB. The crew, who are acting as the queen's convoy, thwart the attack, but they soon realize the assailants are no more than pawns, arousing Jamil's suspicions.

Even with the royal regime restored in Erste, islands once overrun by Freesia's forces continue to bear their fangs at Orchis.
In response, the queen takes to the skies, issuing formal apologies and seeking to make amends for the Empire's transgressions.
Vyrn: Not that I mind taking Orchis on this joyride across the skydom, but...
Vyrn: Kinda sucks for her, not being able to ride on one of her big fancy warships.
Jamil: Those vessels were used by the Empire in its military campaigns. However peaceful the queen's intentions, her arrival in the warship itself will be construed as an act of intimidation.
Vyrn: Yeah, and I bet giving those ships a complete makeover would cost oodles... It's a hard-knock life, ain't it?
The crew of the Grandcypher, which has been hired as Orchis's transport, sits around a large table at a local diner.
Less than an hour earlier, they dropped Orchis off at a conference hall and are now whiling away the time until her return.
Lyria: I bet Orchis is meeting with the king of the island right now. I hope he's not angry at her...
Lyria: I mean, he has the right to be angry. The imperial army did some terrible things, but...
Lyria: Orchis was also a victim. The Empire took her mom and her dad... And now she has to spend all this time apologizing for them.
Jamil: As proof of her goodwill, Queen Orchis has refused to commission her warships and reduced her personal guard to a bare minimum.
Jamil: I hear the local king is an able ruler and diplomat. These gestures will not be lost upon him.
Lyria: Yeah... Yeah, you're right. All this worry and doubt, it's not fair to the king.
(Captain) gives Lyria an encouraging smile and waves over a waiter. The crew place their orders.
Jamil: It's getting late... The queen should have returned by now.
Lyria: I'm worried. If something came up, Orchis would've sent a soldier to tell us, right?
Jamil: ...
Soldier: Queen Orchis! Quick, into the carriage!
Orchis: A-all right!
Soldier: Gr!
Atop a narrow, weathered path in a forest abutting the castle, Orchis's guards desperately defend the royal carriage from unknown assailants.
Soldier: Can't read their damn technique! It's taking everything just to ward off these blows!
Assailant: Hah!
Soldier: ...!
Jamil: Are you unhurt, Your Majesty?
Soldier: Aren't you...
Vyrn: Here to save the day? Yep! And just in the nick of time too!
The crew, which has tracked the wheel ruts left by the royal carriage, joins forces with Orchis's beleaguered guards.
Soldier: (Captain), be careful! Their technique—I've never seen anything like it.
Assailant: Eat this!
Jamil: I have. The Urzhuwan developed this art for assassinations. Though...
Assailant: Gah!
Jamil: At this level, you'd be lucky to kill a fly... Any last words?
Vyrn: Whoa, whoa! Jamil, heel! We still have to haul these bozos in for questioning!
Jamil: Ah, right! I forgot myself for only a moment... I'll keep them alive.
After a short struggle, Orchis's forces win out, and the bound assailants are brought back to the Grandcypher.
Orchis: (Captain), I can't thank you enough for coming to our aid.
Orchis: And, to my loyal guards, I'm sorry for the danger I put you in. It was reckless to reduce your numbers to so few.
Soldier: There's nothing to apologize for. I can't imagine the courage it must've taken to set yourself forth as bait.
Vyrn: You got guts of steel, Orchis. I can't believe you purposely left yourself soft-shelled and vulnerable, hoping those ex-IIB losers would see it as an opportunity.
Vyrn: You even gambled on us knowin' when to swoop in! You were playing a high-stakes game, lemme tell ya.
Orchis: Yes, and I feel guilty for risking so much... But it did pay off, didn't it? We were fortunately ambushed—as odd as that sounds—and the plan went off without a hitch.
Jamil: Then the assailants were former members of the IIB?
Soldier: Yes. Or at least, one of them was. It seems that the remnants of the Bureau have been bolstering their ranks with other malcontents.
Soldier: We're currently working to identify which of the assailants served the Empire before we start formal interrogations.
Jamil: I see...
Jamil: (Strange. The former IIB had a prime opportunity to harm the queen while the Grandcypher was her transport, thus souring relations between (Captain) and Erste.)
Jamil: (But instead of sending their core members to the ambush, they deployed pawns...)
Jamil: (It's as if they knew they were being baited... and chose to save their most valuable piece for another play...)
Jamil: ...

Daybreak: Scene 2

Jamil correctly surmises that the former IIB's true target is (Captain) and accosts the assassin, who steals onto the Grandcypher late at night. However, Jamil is soon overpowered by the hit man, who is none other than his uncle Faris, the turncoat who lay waste to the Urzhuwan Clan in an attempt to escape a lifetime of servitude.

???: ...
Jamil's Voice: Don't move.
???: ...!
Jamil: I thought you'd come. It's what I would've done as an assassin.
Jamil: The death of a queen isn't the only wedge you can drive between Erste and the Grandcypher.
Jamil: You could take the life of my master... or of Lyria.
???: If you've managed to see so clearly through our plan, why come here alone?
Jamil: That's a good question. Even I doubt my own judgment...
Jamil: After all, the former IIB must know the Grandcypher is full of seasoned fighters. That's why it allowed the capture of a few decoys—to lure us into a false sense of security.
Jamil: But that still wouldn't be enough. The Bureau would plan the assassination by night and send in its most elite. It might choose, for example...
Jamil: The man who slaughtered my clan.
???: Your face... You look so much like my older brother.
Faris: Well, Jamil? Haven't you a fond greeting for your uncle Faris? It's been too long—look at how much you've grown.
Jamil: You are no brother to Father!
Jamil: You will die here, as a traitor to both the throne of Erste and the Urzhuwan—and the enemy of my master!
Faris deflects Jamil's blow and smiles, his teeth gleaming cold beneath the moon.
Faris: Master, Master...
Faris: You sound like a token Urzhuwan. An empty vessel without a mind, filled with platitudes.
Faris: But that is where your resemblance to my brother ends. Your skill and knowledge, I'm afraid, leave much to be desired.
Jamil: ...!
Jamil: (I can't read his movements!)
Faris: All people have hearts, Jamil. Desires. We cannot be expected to live forever as shadows—ever following. Sooner or later, someone will break away and find their own path.
Faris: There is no honor in following. The chains of gratitude that bound us to the throne had long rusted, and it was only a matter of time before someone shattered them...
Faris: Before I chose a path beneath the sun!
Jamil: ...!
Faris: Come, come. You must understand what it is to desire something so badly, no cage can keep you contained... Vengeance, for example.
Jamil: Shut uuup!
With a howl of pain and anger, Jamil charges at Faris. But...
Faris: Pitiful.
Jamil: Gah...
Faris: I don't need your understanding or approval.
Jamil: (I... I failed.)
Jamil: (I failed to avenge my parents... and I failed to defend my master.)
Jamil: (My life amounted... to nothing...)
Faris: Jamil of the Urzhuwan. Here shall be where your life and your beautiful dream of loyalty... ends!

Daybreak: Scene 3

Before Faris can land the finishing blow, (Captain) rushes in front of Jamil and is stricken in his place. However, the captain still urges Jamil to go after Faris, which rekindles the trust between them and gives Jamil the strength to defeat his uncle—not for the sake of vengeance, but to protect the world from any of his future treachery.

Jamil: ...
Faris: ...!
Jamil: No!
The whites of Faris's eyes blaze as he stares down at the blade of his sword, embedded deep in (Captain)'s stomach.
Jamil: Master!
Faris: A master protect an attendant? Impossible...
Faris: ...
Jamil: ...!
Jamil: Master! Why? Why would you... For someone like me!
Jamil: I...
(Captain) watches with bleared eyes as Jamil wildly attempts to staunch the flow of blood, watering the wound with his sweat and tears.
Lyria's Voice: Jamil! (Captain)!
Vyrn: W-what's with all the blood? It can't all be (Captain)'s, can it?
Jamil: Lyria, Vyrn...
Jamil opens and closes his mouth like a fish out of water, unable to speak, unable to move, choked by remorse. But then he feels a calloused hand grasp his own.
Jamil: Master?
  1. Don't let him escape.

Choose: Don't let him escape.
Jamil: ...!
Jamil: As you command.
Lyria: Jamil?
Jamil: I managed to stop the bleeding. Please, get a healer here as soon as possible.
Lyria: Okay! Right away!
Jamil: I leave my master in your hands.
Vyrn: Huh? Wait! Jamil!
Faris: ...
Faris: Have you yet another person to avenge?
Jamil: No.
Faris: I see... How unfortunate. Do you know how much time and brainpower it will take to come up with a new scheme?
Jamil: I'll save you the trouble by taking you down right here, right now.
Faris: You can't honestly think you have a chance. You aren't even a full-fledged Urzhuwan. You're a shadow of a shadow.
Jamil: You and I both.
Jamil: We are more similar that I'd care to admit... And therein lies the key to my victory.
Jamil: I'm not here to avenge the past. I'm here to defend my master and secure the future!
Faris: Hah. If my defeat means so much to you, why didn't you blindside me?
Jamil: ...
Faris: (He's feinting with his right hand... How utterly unoriginal. And his movements are already lagging behind mine.)
Faris: Your technique seems as underdeveloped as your mind.
Jamil: Are you sure about that?
Jamil: I know that your treacherous ways have turned against you. You mean to take the lives of Queen Orchis and my master in a desperate bid to save your own.
Jamil: Betray one person and lose the trust of the world. Tell me, do you still have the confidence of the former IIB?
Jamil: Well?
Faris: What of it?
Faris: Such is the life of an assassin. Loved by none, but feared by all.
Jamil: You turned your back on our clan because you wanted to escape that life. But look at you now...
Jamil: You killed in the name of your own freedom. And as much as you try to convince yourself it's for a just cause, you can't run from your own conscience...
Faris: You're all words!
Jamil: ...!
Faris: It's over!
Jamil leaps, and the wind rushes as the wild attack misses him by a hair. Then he twists and, with a thrust of his blade, cuts through Faris's sleeve.
Jamil: ...
Faris: ...?
Faris attempts to bound back, but his legs will not move. He teeters and falls, his wide eyes peering frantically through the darkness.
Jamil: The skies are filled with strange and miraculous things. I never thought I'd find poison that works on an Urzhuwan.
Faris: ...!
Jamil: All it'll do is make you go numb for a few minutes. But I would venture that, with our respective skill levels, that one handicap will be enough to turn the tide.
Faris: Finish it.
Jamil: ...
Jamil: No.
Jamil: I will bring you to Queen Orchis as a prisoner of state.
Jamil: Don't worry. You'll be given a fair trial. Let us see how warm the sun feels in a land where you have no allies.
Faris: ...!

Daybreak: Scene 4

Jamil delivers Faris alive to the Erste Kingdom, where the turncoat is to be tried for his crimes. Back aboard the Grandcypher, Jamil tends to (Captain)—finally free of his past and able to look toward a future alongside the one person he wants to protect most in the skies.

Jamil stays true to his word and delivers Faris, bound and alive, to Orchis and her soldiers.
When he receives word that his once-uncle is leaving the island in a convoy headed by the queen, he asks Lyria to see them off in his place. Because Jamil has someone more important to tend to.
Jamil: Are you thirsty, Master? I got something soothing from the kitchen.
Jamil lifts a cup filled with clear liquid to (Captain)'s lips.
Jamil: Please, partake... Would you like some more?
Jamil tips the cup back and forth, allowing (Captain) to take small sips. When the captain raises a hand, Jamil produces a handkerchief and dabs at his master's lips.
Jamil: Thank the skies for your quick recovery... My only regret is that I was not by your side when you awoke.
With a shake of the head, (Captain) lets Jamil know that he did the right thing in capturing Faris.
Jamil: You are too kind.
Jamil: I never would have found the strength to do what I did without you.
Jamil: When you took my hand, I realized something.
Jamil: My purpose in life—the reason I learned to fight—is to protect those dear to me.
Jamil: And the person I want to protect most in the world is you, Master.
Jamil slips his hand between (Captain)'s and the sheets, lacing their fingers together.
Jamil: After I'd found out my heart's deepest desire, I broke free of my strings. I stopped being a puppet to vengeance.
Jamil: I think my father, mother, and all the Urzhuwan would be proud of the person I've become.
Jamil: Master... I'm truly grateful we crossed paths.
Jamil: And... I am prepared to follow you to whatever end.
(Captain) smiles, happy that Jamil has finally found peace. Happy that they can now look to the future together.
Jamil's fingers tighten. After so long alone in the dark, the smile of someone he's devoted to seems to shine more brilliantly than a thousand suns.

Side-scrolling Quotes

JapaneseThis is an official transcription. EnglishThis is an official translation.
主君のため今以上に俺が出来ることは… What more can I do for my master?
父母は教えという形で今も俺と共にあります The teachings of my mother and father live on in me.
古びた技と思われれば油断を誘えますね If the enemy thinks my techniques obsolete, I can catch them off guard.
ウルジュワンの技と誇りを俺は受け継ぎ守ります I will keep the techniques and legacy of the Urzhuwan alive.
オルキス女王陛下はきっと素晴らしい国を築かれる… I have no doubt Erste will flourish under Queen Orchis's rule.
ラードゥガの仕込みをお手伝いする予定です I've promised to help out at Raduga.
ルリア様、手伝いがご入用でしょうか? Do you require assistance, Lyria?
主君の道を阻む者は俺が屠ります I will eliminate anyone who stands in my master's way.
必ずや(主人公)様をお守りいたします I will not let any harm befall (Captain).
この命は(主人公)様のために…… I have dedicated my life to (Captain)...