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Official Profile

Age	27 (as of Percival (Light)) 28 (as of Percival (Grand) As of The Strength to Wield)
Height	180 cm
Race	Human
Hobbies	Searching for capable vassals
Likes	The rule of right, people with good disposition
Dislikes	The rule of might, people without good disposition
Final Uncap Percival is the third of three brothers born into an aristocratic family. Originally, he served as deputy commander of the Order of the Black Dragons in the Kingdom of Feendrache, but left due to certain circumstances. Since then, he went on a journey to study abroad in order to learn how to build an ideal nation. Percival is unaware of it himself but the inability to stop himself from helping those in need is a part of his nature. It is a habit of his to make up a reason to help others, and he believes that reaching out to the weak is a natural reaction for a person of noble standing. He is curt to others and serious to those he acknowledges. Character Release Percival is the third of three brothers born into an aristocratic family. Originally, he served as deputy commander of the Order of the Black Dragons in the Kingdom of Feendrache, but left due to certain circumstances. Since then, he went on a journey to study abroad in order to learn how to build an ideal nation. Percival is unaware of it himself but the inability to stop himself from helping those in need is a part of his nature. It is a habit of his to make up a reason to help others, and he believes that reaching out to the weak is a natural reaction for a person of noble standing. He is curt to others and serious to those he acknowledges. 今回、海辺の視察という名目で主人公達のバカンスに付き合い、夏の観光地で起きた大小様々なトラブルを類まれなる行動力で解決し、海辺のヒーローと化す。 Character Release Percival is the third of three brothers born into an aristocratic family. Originally, he served as deputy commander of the Order of the Black Dragons in the Kingdom of Feendrache, but left due to certain circumstances. Since then, he went on a journey to study abroad in order to learn how to build an ideal nation. Percival is unaware of it himself but the inability to stop himself from helping those in need is a part of his nature. It is a habit of his to make up a reason to help others, and he believes that reaching out to the weak is a natural reaction for a person of noble standing. He is curt to others and serious to those he acknowledges. イベント「亡国の四騎士」にて、王都フェードラッヘを巡る一連の事件の黒幕に自分の生家であるウェールズ家が関わっていることを知り、今回その真相を確かめるため帰郷することとなる。 Character Release 一国の王を志す者、兄弟の末っ子、騎士団の頼れる元副団長……と、様々な側面を見せてきたパーシヴァル。 今回は、澄み切った白を基調に、その二つ名を体現する紅を取り入れた式典用の衣装をお披露目します。 気品の溢れる印象的な装いを身に纏った彼に、その気高さを再認識することになるでしょう。 Character Release 1人目は現在開催中のイベント「理想道」でも登場しました、仲間と共に理想に向かって歩み続ける“炎帝”こと「パーシヴァル」が遂にリミテッドシリーズのSSレアキャラクターとして登場！ 属性はもちろん火属性となっています。 理想の国、そして理想の王の在り方を求め、主人公と共に諸国遊学の旅に出ていたパーシヴァルですが、アグロヴァルの要請により、ウェールズに戻って国政の補佐をすることに。 フェイトエピソードでは新たな剣と鎧を得て、理想の国造りに向けて一歩を踏み出すパーシヴァルの姿が描かれます。

Source

* This is an unofficial, amateur translation.

Age	27歳 (as of Percival (Light)) 28歳 (as of Percival (Grand) As of The Strength to Wield)
Height	180cm
Race	ヒューマン
Hobbies	有能な家臣を探すこと
Likes	王道、心根が善なる者
Dislikes	覇道、心根が悪なる者
Final Uncap 王族を輩出する上流貴族の生まれで、三兄弟の三男。元々、王都フェードラッヘにある騎士団の副団長を務めていたが、国内のゴタゴタから退団する。以来、自分の理想とする国造りを学ぶため、諸国遊学の旅に出た。 本人は無自覚だが、困っている人々を放って置けない性質で、何かと理由を付けては助けてしまう癖があり、弱者に手を差し伸べるのは人の上に立つ者として当然と考えている。 決して、口数は多くないが、自分がこれと認めた者とは、真剣に対話をする。 Character Release 王族を輩出する上流貴族の生まれで、三兄弟の三男。 元々、王都フェードラッヘにある騎士団の副団長を務めていたが、国内のゴタゴタから退団する。以来、自分の理想とする国造りを学ぶため、諸国遊学の旅に出た。 本人は無自覚だが、困っている人々を放って置けない性質で、何かと理由を付けては助けてしまう癖があり、弱者に手を差し伸べるのは人の上に立つ者として当然と考えている。 決して、口数は多くないが、自分がこれと認めた者とは、真剣に対話をする。 今回、海辺の視察という名目で主人公達のバカンスに付き合い、夏の観光地で起きた大小様々なトラブルを類まれなる行動力で解決し、海辺のヒーローと化す。 Character Release 王族を輩出する上流貴族の生まれで、三兄弟の三男。 元々、王都フェードラッヘにある騎士団の副団長を務めていたが、国内のゴタゴタから退団する。以来、自分の理想とする国造りを学ぶため、諸国遊学の旅に出た。 本人は無自覚だが、困っている人々を放って置けない性質で、何かと理由を付けては助けてしまう癖があり、弱者に手を差し伸べるのは人の上に立つ者として当然と考えている。 決して、口数は多くないが、自分がこれと認めた者とは、真剣に対話をする。 イベント「亡国の四騎士」にて、王都フェードラッヘを巡る一連の事件の黒幕に自分の生家であるウェールズ家が関わっていることを知り、今回その真相を確かめるため帰郷することとなる。 Character Release 一国の王を志す者、兄弟の末っ子、騎士団の頼れる元副団長……と、様々な側面を見せてきたパーシヴァル。 今回は、澄み切った白を基調に、その二つ名を体現する紅を取り入れた式典用の衣装をお披露目します。 気品の溢れる印象的な装いを身に纏った彼に、その気高さを再認識することになるでしょう。 Character Release 1人目は現在開催中のイベント「理想道」でも登場しました、仲間と共に理想に向かって歩み続ける“炎帝”こと「パーシヴァル」が遂にリミテッドシリーズのSSレアキャラクターとして登場！ 属性はもちろん火属性となっています。 理想の国、そして理想の王の在り方を求め、主人公と共に諸国遊学の旅に出ていたパーシヴァルですが、アグロヴァルの要請により、ウェールズに戻って国政の補佐をすることに。 フェイトエピソードでは新たな剣と鎧を得て、理想の国造りに向けて一歩を踏み出すパーシヴァルの姿が描かれます。

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Background

Percival was born to Herzeloyde and Ghamuret, both aristocrats of the House of Wales, along with two older brothers, Aglovale and Lamorak. Sharing a healthy competition with his brothers and having loving parents made for a happy childhood. It was from Herzeloyde that Percival learned to be kind and offer help to those in need.

At some point, a war broke out between two countries neighboring Percival’s home. Refugees came to Wales and the noble family offered them as much help as possible. Soon, the war worsened and trouble spilt into areas of Wales. During this time, Percival, his brothers, and his mother were travelling in a carriage when it was attacked by a pair that had been some of the refugees they had aided. His mother was killed when the carriage was flipped on its side, asking Percival to not hold grudges with the last of her strength. Her parting words were that she loved Percival and his brothers.

Years later, Aglovale inherited lordship of Wales and Lamorak became a talented wandering sorcerer, leaving Percival to follow an ancient custom of his House. Percival traveled to the Kingdom of Feendrache to become a knight. He eventually took the rank of co-deputy commander alongside his rival, Lancelot, under their leader, Siegfried.

Then, the King was murdered and the culprit was believed to be Siegfried. When his once trusted commander fled, Percival struggled with his beliefs. Though he did stay to see his order of knights reformed, Percival left once Lancelot was promoted to commander. The now former knight began to travel, learning about how a country should be run. He does so in the hope of creating his own, where even the most vulnerable people can live in peace and prosperity.

Events

• Four Knights of a Fallen Land
• A Slice of Summer
• Between Frost and Flame
• A Granblue Carol
• The Other Side of the Sky
• Welcome to Bistro Feendrache
• SIEGFRIED
• To Each His Ideal‎‎
• The Dragon Weeps before Daybreak

Trivia

Etymology

• In Arthurian literature, Percival is one of the Knights of the Round Table along with his brothers Aglovale, Lamorak, and Dornar, and his half-brother Tor. Percival is one of the knights to achieve the Holy Grail, sometimes with the help of his sister.
  • Gahmuret and Herzeloyde, his parents' names, are taken from Wolfram von Eschenbach's Parzival. In most other works regarding Percival, he and his siblings are the children of Sir Pellinore and an unnamed woman.
• His charge attack and skills names are in German.
  • "Edelflamme" (properly, Edle Flamme) translates to "noble flame".
  • "Schlacht" means "battle".
  • "Wahrheit" means "truth".
  • "Koenig Wurde" (properly, Königliche Würde) means "kingly/royal dignity".
  • "Macht" and "Zerreissen" mean "might" and "to rip apart", respectively.

Special Cutscenes

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Happy Birthday Cutscenes
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1	✔	Happy birthday. Becoming one year older brings you one step closer to becoming an old timer. For us, there's no such thing as too early for fulfilling our dreams. Let's continue onwards together, (Captain). What? Of course I want to celebrate with you as well. But I haven't got you a present or anything... Huh? You want me to sing you a birthday song instead? As if I could do that! Humph. Well... I guess I could seeing as it's your birthday. Don't you dare laugh at me! Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you! Happy birthday dear (Captain), happy birthday to you! Right, that's enough of that, surely! Now, get out of here!
2	✔	Happy birthday. Why do you look so surprised? I never make the same mistake, you know. I know everything my vassal likes. I got tickets to the concert you wanted to see, and even made a reservation for that restaurant you wanted to try. Humph... You're so happy you're blushing. Shall we go? Wait, let me check your forehead... You've got a fever! Sorry, but today's plans are canceled. No whining. Go to bed. Besides, I can rent out the restaurant anytime I want. Let's see, I'll make you something good to eat to make up for it. It won't taste as good, but I'll suffer no complaints. There's no making up for the concert? Well, how about I sing you a birthday song? Hey, you gagged on purpose!
3	✔	Happy birthday. This is a bit sudden, but come with me. Hm? Well, the reservations for the restaurant and concert have already been booked. You weren't able to go on your birthday last year, as I recall. What? You also made plans to hunt monsters for a mission today? Hmm... Very well. Take me with you, and we'll clear this mission in no time. Those reservations I made are for two, and I'm not about to wine and dine by myself. Come. Let's be off. Monsters turn to ash by the blade of the Lord of Flames. It doesn't take long for the mission to be completed. And finally the sun sets. Looks like we made it before the restaurant closed. It's a fair bit later than I expected... But this nighttime view is actually quite stunning. Once again, happy birthday, (Captain). May tonight delight you to your heart's content.
4	✔	Happy birthday, (Captain). This makes the fourth time we've celebrated your birthday together. I knew you were something special from the moment I met you, and to this day I still feel the same way. I can tell how much you treasure your crew by the lengths you're willing to go to protect them. As a leader myself, I've been inspired by you countless times. You're my vassal and trusted attendant, so I hope you'll continue to hold that attitude. Hm? You don't often hear me praise your ability as a captain? It goes without saying that you're a fine vassal, but your skill as a captain is no less worthy of praise. You deserve to hear it straight-out. Once again, happy birthday, (Captain). I look forward to seeing your continued growth and further achievements in the years to come. Here's to your future, (Captain). Cheers.
5	✔	Heh... Take a look outside. The water birds gathering at the lake are exquisite. This restaurant is famous not only for the food, but also for the magnificent view from its windows. It's one of my favorite places. Celebrating your birthday half-heartedly would only taint my reputation as the Lord of Flames, after all. But once I've built up my country and become a great ruler... I will have the entire country celebrating your birthday in grand style. Heh. Why do you look so embarrassed? Stand tall and just let everyone offer you their blessings. You deserve at least that much. Well then, it seems we're ready to have a toast. Happy birthday, (Captain). I wish you the very best in a new chapter of your life. Cheers.

Happy New Year Cutscenes
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1	✔	Happy New Year. I am still short on vassals... (Captain), will you still accompany me on my journey to find more?
2	✔	I'm very grateful for everything you've done for me this past year. It's hard to believe so much time has passed since we first met. We've battled fierce foes, but you've stayed by my side through thick and thin. You believe in me and trust me with your life. And for that I'm deeply grateful. So can I depend on you to serve by my side again this year? Heh... I'm counting on you, Captain.
3	✔	Look, the sun peeks over the horizon. What a sight to behold. Having perfect weather to see the first sunrise is the sign of a good start to the new year. You really looked out for me last year and met my every expectation, (Captain). It's thanks to reliable people like you that I can continue to build what I deem to be an ideal kingdom. I hope this year will be no different. Will you continue on at my side? Heh. That's what I like to hear.
4	✔	Happy New Year, (Captain). I'm delighted to be able to greet another year with you by my side. Feendrache wasn't built in a day. I intend to spend this year seeking to determine what makes an ideal kingdom. Hm? You think I ought to go into town with you? I see. By taking part in the New Year's festivities, I can broaden my views on the people and culture of the town itself. In that case, give me a moment to change into appropriate attire for New Year's.
5	✔	Happy New Year. This year, I'm planning to continue broadening my knowledge in order to someday build the country that I envision. So I'll be heading out to watch and learn the New Year's customs and traditions of this island. I've already done the necessary investigations and put together an optimal schedule for enjoying the start of a new year. Here are my plans for the day. No need to worry. I made sure to reserve some time for us to rest at a tea house. After all, it'd be a waste if you were too tired and didn't have the energy to focus on our observations. The slower we are, the harder it'll be to go around. We should hurry and finish with the preparations.

Valentine's Day Cutscenes
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1	✔	So today is Valentine's... Too bad I don't care for chocolate. Wait. Stop! Don't look at me like that. Fine, I'll take yours... But only this once, okay?
2	✔	Who is it? Oh, it's you, Captain. What are you doing visiting me so early? You wanted to be the first to give me chocolate? Humph. You'll freeze out there. Now come inside. I'll get you something warm to drink. Hm? You made it a little less sweet this year? I suppose I can reward your effort. I'll let you try my special tea. Now we'll just wait for the water to boil. While we wait, how about we ask each other questions to get to know each other better? What's wrong? It's all in good fun. Ahem, I'll go first...
3	✔	Are you ready? Then let us begin our inspection of the town. Hm, I see that you're shivering, (Captain). It's because you're going out into the cold so lightly dressed. You just bought those clothes? Humph. You should dress appropriately to suit your surroundings. It won't do to have you catch a cold in that. I'm going to heat things up a bit. Stand back. Cupping the tip of his sword in his hand, Percival produces a crimson flame. Good. It appears your shivers have stopped. Hm? Are you giving me a Valentine's Day gift? Then I'll accept it with sincerest appreciation. I'd rather not have the heat melt these chocolates and ruin the taste. I shall consume them with haste.
4	✔	It's gotten quite late... (Captain) wanted to meet with me, but I'm sure the captain has already left by now. Urgent business or not, it grieves me that I couldn't keep my promise. I'll have to apologize to the captain tomorrow. Hm... Who is that standing outside my room? Oh, why if it isn't (Captain)! Valentine's chocolates? Were you waiting here all this time just to give them to me? Humph... How foolish. It's freezing out here. Hurry up and come inside. I'll fix you something warm to drink. I can't have you catching a cold because of me. Oh, I forgot to show my appreciation for your thoughtful gift. Thank you for the chocolates. I'll try one now.
5	✔	There you are... It's cold outside, so hurry up and come inside my room. Perfect timing—I just made some tea. This should warm you up. Hm? I see... So you really did come to deliver this box of chocolates. Your faithfulness in delivering a gift to me every single year has earned my respect. I gladly accept it. Well then. Since you've come all this way, stay for as long as you like. They're all to my tastes, but there are plenty of books and plays available for you to read, or board games if that's what you want. Rest assured. I've reserved the entire day for you, so there shouldn't be any setbacks like last year. Now, tell me what you'd like to do.

White Day Cutscenes
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1	✔	I don't know why you look so surprised. I did say I'm not one for sweets, but that doesn't make me some ungrateful monster. Here, take this. Your dissatisfied face says it all. You're accusing me of giving you the same thing I gave everyone else, aren't you? Don't be ridiculous. You've always been there for me, (Captain). For the last time, your present is more special than the others.
2	✔	After completing a mission, (Captain) and the crew are finishing up a meeting on the deck of the airship. Good job today, everyone. I'm sure you're all exhausted, so be sure to get some sleep. By the way, (Captain), do you have a minute? It's not much, but I just wanted to express my thanks to you with this gift. And don't worry. This year I had something specially made for you. Hm? What's with that face? Wait! Why are you leaving? I command you to tell me why! I see. You make a valid point. It might seem like favoritism to give you something special so publicly. If that's the case, it's fine now, right? It's just the two of us. Go ahead, take it.
3	✔	Are you there, (Captain)? I came to talk to you about White Day. Hm? Your arm is wrapped in bandages... Did you get hurt? So you were injured by a monster that snuck aboard? Make sure you get enough rest to heal properly. As for the matter of why I came here, I have a present to give to you. Ah, but you won't be able to open it with only one good hand. I'll do the honors. It's fine. All would be lost if you dropped it and ruined what's inside. Here. Have a taste. Delicious? Of course they are. It's a collection of superior pieces handpicked by myself. Still, it's quite rare that I would be the one to be taking care of you, (Captain). You have no confidence in your non-dominant hand? Are you really that clumsy with it?
4	✔	There you are, (Captain). I heard you were out on a mission, and from the looks of things it was a success. No, I wasn't waiting. I was simply on patrol making sure my vassals were fulfilling their duties, and I lost track of time. And besides, if anything were to happen while you were away, it would bring dishonor upon the name of the Lord of Flame. Now then, I've droned on long enough... Today is White Day, correct? Here's a thank-you for the sweets you gave me the other day. Please enjoy them. And splendid work on that mission. Your diligence benefits each and every one of us, so you deserve a heartfelt reward.
5	✔	Thanks for taking out the time for me today. I'm sure you're already aware, but I've come to return the favor from the other day. Here. Take this. Needless to say, I had these sweets specially made for you. By the way, (Captain)—do you happen to have some time now? I thought it would be rather dull if I just gave you the sweets, so I prepared tickets to a concert. If you're free, I'd like us to go see it together. Heh... I see. Then I'll wait here while you get ready.
Gift		Light Cookies

Trick or Treat Cutscenes
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1	✔	Trick or treat? I think I'll pass on both. Um... What does that look mean? Hold on... You can't force me to wear a costume! Hey, quit it! This is embarrassing! All right, all right! I'll wear the ears, but that's it! You have to compromise with me here!
2	✔	It seems Halloween's come around again... What are these ears doing on my desk? Hm? Oh, Captain, your timing's perfect. I hate to tell you this, but I only promised to wear these ears last year. As for this year— Hey... What are you hiding in your hand? What? You've got to be kidding! There's no way I'm going for this! ...Making that face and shaking your tail won't work! ...Wait! Don't call the kiddies in here! That's not fair!
3	✔	Hmm... Nothing peculiar placed on my desk this year... I've been on edge since it's Halloween, but tonight has passed with nary a peep. (Captain)... Tch... Again with those fake ears and tail. If you've got something to say to me, then just say it! Argh! Stop scratching my armor with those claws! You want me to put them on again? What exactly are you scheming against me this year! Ugh... Fine. I'll wear them. Just this once... But don't get any wrong ideas. I just couldn't bear the sound of that scratching anymore.
4	✔	Humph... I see you've brought yet another new costume piece. Every year you show up with fake ears, a fake tail, and paw gloves. It's practically a Halloween tradition at this point. But this year is different. I refuse to let you talk me into wearing them! Year after year I tell you "just this once", but you never listen! Just kidding. Come on now, hand over those fangs. Heh. Surprised? A good sense of humor is vital to a proper ruler. Now you want me to... howl? Stop that! I don't need to hear an example! Actually, hold on, (Captain). You call that a howl? What's the point of the costume if you can't even produce a proper howl? I'll show you how it's done. Awooooo... Awooooooo... Awooo! Gasp! Ngh... How did I end up playing along! Hey, don't call the kiddies in here!
5	✔	Heh... I see you've come to make me wear another one of your eccentric costumes. You certainly don't know your place even in front of your future king, do you? Stop wasting time and just hand over the costume. I wouldn't want any kids crying because I refused to put it on. What? This year it's not a costume but a tricks tournament? Wait, I didn't agree to joining anything of the sort! Stop shooting that water gun! You're going to get my armor wet! Fine, I'll drop by the tournament after. So stop aiming the water gun at my hair!

Happy Holidays Cutscenes
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1	✔	Ah, the holiday season. As a child, my siblings and I would celebrate together. I remember those times well. My word! I haven't seen this many people celebrating since my days with the order. I suppose it doesn't hurt to enjoy yourself every once in a while, though.
2	✔	Hm, have I caught a cold? Maybe I'll skip the festivities tonight and have a quiet evening to myself. Oh, is that you, Captain? What is it? It's not good to be alone? Wait! Don't come any closer! No! I mean, you'll catch my cold! Just listen to me! Hm? You'll stay and take care of me? But you promised to go see the night sky with everyone. I'll be fine, so hurry up and go. You're pretty stubborn, you know that? Fine, you can stay, but when I'm better, I'll show you a night sky like you've never seen.
3	✔	Humph. This has become quite the blizzard. Everything was in place for a most picturesque night until the capricious whims of nature had to go and spoil it all. Heh, it's just like you to always be optimistic. If you'd like, we can go out another time. The weather is unfortunate, but this food is first-rate. Let's enjoy ourselves with this bounty. What comes to mind on a night like this? Hmm, I guess I could share some memories with you. There was a snowstorm a long time ago, just like the one we're having tonight. Mother read a story to me and my brothers. We were so absorbed in the story that we threw tantrums and pestered Mother to continue... Heh... What a thing to remember. Now I'd like to hear one of your memories.
4	✔	Enjoying five-star cuisine created by a top-ranking chef, all while surveying the breathtaking night view outside... I can't think of a better way to spend the holidays. Oh, a shooting star. I just caught a glimpse of one by that mountain over yonder. Heh. Put my hands together and make a wish, you say? Very well. I suppose it wouldn't hurt. I wish that I would continue to meet suitable vassals. What's that? You spotted another shooting star? And you want me to make another wish? Well, if you insist. I wish that all skydwellers would be able to spend the holidays with those dear to them. You think the scale of my wish is too large? But that's exactly what wishes are for—the grander, the better. I've already been blessed with precious vassals such as yourself, so I thought it only right to wish for the happiness of others. By the way—what was your wish, (Captain)? Care to share it with me?
5	✔	It was supposed to be the perfect holy night with us enjoying a scrumptious dinner cooked by a top-rate chef, over a beautiful view of the snow-laden town... If only I didn't make a mistake in the arrangements for our carriage ride home. I had arranged for someone I know to come, but it's my fault for neglecting to make the final confirmations. I apologize. Hm? What are you doing, gathering all that snow? Oho, I see. A tiny snowman, huh? Clever of you to use leaves to recreate my hairstyle. I suppose I'll give it a try too. Percival swiftly makes a figure out of snow. He trims a leaf into the shape of Vyrn and puts it on the figure's shoulder. Hmph... How's that? Since we're waiting for the carriage to arrive, I guess we might as well make the rest of the crew too.

Fate Episodes

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Homecoming

Percival, (Captain), and company return to Wales, where it is determined that they all shall attend a ceremony in honor of Aglovale's coronation. New regalia is made for Percival under the direction of Tor, the king's new retainer.

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It is a fair day, and Percival stands quiet on the deck of the Grandcypher. In his hand is a letter, come from the royal House of Wales.

Aglovale not in crew

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The message is written in a clear and graceful script. Percival recognizes it as the hand of his brother Aglovale, King of Wales.

Percival: Hm...

As he pores over its contents, (Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn pass before him.

Vyrn: Hey, Sir Burnsalot. Why the long face?

Percival: I have here a letter from Aglovale. He calls for my return.

Lyria: Oh no. Do you think something's happened?

Percival: It's hard to say—the letter is brief. In any case, it seems we must part ways for a while.

1. Bring me along.
2. Take care!

Choose: Bring me along.

Percival: What? I don't think it necessary, but should you insist...

Vyrn: Yeah, come on! We haven't been getting any missions, and I'm bored outta my mind! Take us sightseeing, won't you?

Lyria: Vyrn! You can't say you want to go just because you're bored. That's rude!

Percival: Hah. Very well. It's your time—do with it what you will.

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Choose: Take care!

Percival: Of course. And I trust you'll look after the crew in my absence.

Lyria: Um... I don't think (Captain)'s being very honest...

Vyrn: Heh! You wanna go, don't you, (Captain)? It's written all over your face!

Percival: Hm? Then why the ruse? Come, if you so wish.

(Captain) accepts the invitation gratefully.

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Thus, the crew journeys to the land of Wales.

The sun is high overhead when they enter Percival's ancestral home. Passing through a high and glimmering hall, they come into the throne room.

Percival: I've returned, Aglovale.

Aglovale: Percival. Well met. Ah, I see you are accompanied by (Captain) and company.

Vyrn: Yep! We're here on vacation!

Lyria: I hope you don't mind, Aglovale!

Aglovale: Hah. I bid you welcome. Rest here in Wales for as long as your heart desires.

(Captain) bows before Aglovale, then offers a few words of gratitude.

Percival: Now tell me, why have you called me home?

Aglovale: In a few days, we shall hold a ceremony to honor the anniversary of my coronation. It will be a magnificent affair, and by it we mean to enhance the prestige of our land.

Aglovale: It is my wish that my brother attend. Percival, what say you?

At these last words, a soft light comes into Percival's keen eyes.

Percival: Yes. Of course I will attend.

Percival: It is a joyous occasion. How could I refuse?

Aglovale: Good! Truly your answer gladdens me.

Smiling, Aglovale then looks upon (Captain) and the others.

Aglovale: And (Captain). Surely it was good fortune that brought you here. Would it please you and your companions to join the celebrations?

Lyria: What? We wouldn't be intruding?

Aglovale: No. Is there not great friendship between us? Come now. Throw away your courtesy.

Vyrn: Well, then don't mind if I do!

Lyria: Um, I'd like to take part as well! (I wonder if there'll be delicious food...)

Percival: Well, (Captain)? My brother is eager that you attend. If time allows, won't you rest awhile in Wales?

The captain, seeing how the others wish to go, assents at last.

Aglovale: It is decided then. You all shall come.

Aglovale smiles again, seeming much pleased. Then, visited by a sudden realization, he turns and looks sharply at Percival.

Aglovale: Ah, yes. Percival. Have you raiment for the ceremony?

Percival: In my wardrobe, there is regalia I wore in the past. Will it suffice?

Aglovale: Hm... Perhaps. But it is long indeed since we had such merrymaking. I should feel happier to see you in clothes freshly tailored.

Aglovale: Tor!

Tor: Here, my lord.

From the shadows, a retainer steps forth.

Aglovale: My brother is in need of attire for the ceremony. See to it that preparations are made.

Tor: I will, my lord.

Tor bows low, first to Aglovale, next to the crew. Then quietly, he passes from the room.

Percival: Who was that? I've never seen him before.

Aglovale: He is called Tor. The man is of humble birth; yet I brought him into my retinue, for he showed great promise.

Aglovale: He is but recently come to this castle, and already I can attest to his skill.

At length, Tor returns and behind him is a large and motley crowd.

Tor: I have returned. And I beg pardon, my lord—I didn't mean to take so long.

Overwhelmed Tailor: Can you believe it? Me! Tailoring for the king's brother! Oh, it's truly an honor, sir.

Ecstatic Tailor: Now, what shall we dress you in? Do take a look, sir—we've only the best textiles.

Aglovale: He has brought with him every tailor for miles round! Hah. What an interesting fellow.

Aglovale: Come, Percival. Let us find stuff fit for a lord.

Percival: As you wish.

Percival holds before him bolts of many hues—and woven of various threads, so that some have the glimmer of rippling lakes and others the richness of living bark.

Percival: Brother. What do you think?

Aglovale: Hm... The colors are simple and pleasing to the eye. But they are more suited to discussing grave matters of state, I think, and not to feasting and merrymaking.

Percival: Yes... The pattern may indeed be plain.

Percival: Then, perhaps one more bold...

Aglovale: Hm... The pattern is intricate and the hue festive. But it is garish. Such attire is often worn by men given much to pretention—and not enough to taste.

Percival: Then it would reflect poorly on Wales, were I to wear this.

Percival: Aglovale! What do you say now?

Aglovale: Ah. You have paired together cloths crimson and white... a hue noble and fearless on the one hand, and pure and gentle on the other.

Aglovale: It is a kingly union. Shall we proceed with these colors?

Percival: Yes. I, too, thought they were fair.

Tor: Tailors! The cloth has been chosen. Now take up your pens and draft your designs.

Tailors: At once!

The tailors bend over their parchment, and the hall is filled with a great scratching of nibs.

The finished sketches are brought to Tor, who unveils the best before the king. Aglovale sits impassive on his throne, until one at last kindles a light in his eye.

Aglovale: Ah, here is a most noble design. On the cloth, there will be set a tracery of gold.

Aglovale: About the shoulders, a cloak will hang and rise like wings on the breeze. Whoever wears this shall cut a striking figure indeed.

Aglovale: Yes... Percival, you must don this at the ceremony!

Percival: I will wear it with pride. Thank you, Brother.

Tor: Then I shall have the tailors prepare their needles.

(Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn, who stand nearby, look at each other and laugh.

Vyrn: Man... I thought he wasn't ever gonna decide.

Lyria: Hehe. But didn't it look like they were having fun?

(Captain) smiles, glad that Percival can once again share with his brother warmth and joy.

So it is that the first day of Percival's homecoming is crowned with a gift.

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A Much-Expected Ceremony

The crew offer their services to Aglovale, but the king sends them off to aid Tor, whom he has placed in charge of preparations for the ceremony. Percival, amazed by his brother's trust in the new retainer, decides to judge Tor's worth for himself.

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Days pass, and the castle begins to buzz with activity. Seeing this, (Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn grow restless and with Percival visit the throne room.

Percival: Brother. The ceremony draws near and still we are idle. Is there nothing you would ask of us?

Vyrn: Yeah! We aren't ones for lazing around all day—'specially not on someone else's couch!

Lyria: You've treated us to so much delicious food... We want to do something in return!

1. Do you have any missions?
2. He who does not work...

Choose: Do you have any missions?

Aglovale: Hah. A truer skyfarer I never met. Yet even those whose lot it is to wander must, for a while, lay aside their burdens and rest.

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Choose: He who does not work...

Aglovale: Neither shall he eat. Maybe.

Aglovale: But you have done Wales a great service. Were I to lay all the bounty of our land before you, I could not repay this debt.

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Aglovale: Still, you are resolved to work, in spite of my words.

Aglovale: Tor is in charge of planning the ceremony. Go and speak to him, if you wish.

Percival: We will.

Percival: (Aglovale holds this "Tor" in high esteem...)

Percival: (He has a keen eye, and I don't mean to doubt where he trusts.)

Percival: (But Tor is to serve my brother and my homeland. How worthy a man is he? I will see and judge for myself.)

Aglovale: Percival? Why do you stand there in silence? Have you more to say?

Percival: No. I was only... thinking.

Aglovale: Go then. I, too, must be on my way.

Percival: Very well.

Percival leads his companions from the throne room. They stride down a wide passage and come to the door of Tor's office.

Percival: It's Percival. May I enter?

Tor: By all means, sir. Come in.

They are let into a large chamber. It is awash with light. Men and women of different trades pass to and fro, preparing for the ceremony.

Florist: Sir! How's this for decorating the great hall?

Tor: More flowers. Much more. The great hall is where we receive our guests—it must be the most lavish.

Carpenter: Can I put these planks in the courtyard, sir?

Tor: We shan't need them till later. Lay the planks in the storehouse, where they won't get in the way.

Tor sits at his desk, before which a line has formed. In a confident voice, he replies to inquiries one by one.

Percival: (Hm... His directions are clear, and his advice is good. He has talent as a steward—I see why he has proved useful to my brother.)

When at last the crowd has taken leave, Tor turns to the crew and bows.

Tor: I beg your pardon, sir. I didn't think it would take so long.

Percival: Not at all. I am sorry for the sudden visit.

Tor: Now then. Is there something I can do for you?

Percival: No. Rather, we came to offer our help.

Vyrn: Yeah! We wanna make the ceremony a success!

Lyria: Please, ask us anything!

Stepping forward, (Captain) urges Tor to accept the crew's assistance.

Tor: I thank you then, for how am I to refuse this good will?

Tor: First, I have for the young lord a list of guests and provisions for the feast. Might I ask you to look over it?

Percival: Of course.

Tor: As for the captain...

Tor: Here is a catalog of materials. Could you go to the storerooms and see if everything is there?

Lyria: Yes! No problem at all!

Vyrn: Well, we better skedaddle!

Thus, Percival, (Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn busy themselves with preparations for the long-awaited day.

A Much-Expected Ceremony: Scene 2

Working alongside Tor, Percival quickly recognizes the talents of the young man, who was once a merchant. The lord concludes that his doubts were unfounded and, with (Captain) and company, leaves the castle on a short quest to drive all monsters from the land of Wales.

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With (Captain) and the others off to the storerooms, Percival sits alone. He reads through the list of guests and food, occasionally pausing to make notes. At length, he looks up.

Percival: Some of our guests are demanding, and I've changed the menu to suit their tastes. I have also chosen new drink to pair with the food.

Tor: Why, you could see through a suit of armor, sir! I would not have noticed such a thing.

Percival: It was merely a matter of experience.

Tor: Ah, but experience in itself has little value. It's how you use it that matters.

Percival: Yet the years can teach what the days never knew. You will be a good leader in time, Tor.

Tor: Thank you. But... I am not used to such praise.

Tor blushes and ducks his face.

Tor: Er... Sir. I would like to ask you about the placement of the guards, if you're willing.

Percival: Certainly. Let's have a look.

Tor opens a drawer and pulls out a chart of the castle. On it are marks, indicating where wardens are to be stationed.

Percival: Hm... I think well of this plan. But I should also mark down escape routes. Post guards along them, and they can order an evacuation, should the need arise.

Tor: I see... Yes, I must remember this.

Percival: Next, there are many blind spots within the castle walls. We must cover these, as best we can.

Tor: Then shall I increase the guards here?

Percival: Yes... That will do.

The men are cold and formal at first. But as they plan and speak of the upcoming festivities, a warmth comes slowly into their voices.

Their business finished, the topic turns and they begin to speak of themselves.

Tor: You are as great a lord as your brother, sir. Though I've heard tell of your wisdom, there's no tale in all the land that does you justice.

Tor: I could never thank you as I should—for your words and all that you have taught me.

Percival: Hah. I merely gave you good advice. Do not place so high a price on so small a gift.

Percival smiles, but soon after his gaze grows stern again.

Percival: Tell me, how did you come to serve my brother?

Tor: Well... I am from a merchant family, come recently to Wales.

Tor: We have a small shop in town. There, sir, is where I first met the king.

Percival: And where you first sharpened your skills, it seems. It is no easy feat to oversee a shop.

Tor: You give me too much credit.

Percival: I give credit where it's due. Tor, I trust you will serve my brother well.

Tor: I'll do my best.

Percival: (I have spoken long to Tor, and he has proved clever and faithful. Were my doubts ill-founded?)

At that moment, there comes a knock on the door. (Captain) enters, with Lyria and Vyrn in tow.

Vyrn: Phew... I thought we were gonna be counting planks and bricks 'til the cows came home!

Lyria: But we finished in the end! Everything was there, Tor!

Tor: Thank you for your help, truly.

Losing no time, (Captain) asks for the next task.

Tor: Hehe...

Percival: What is it?

Tor: Er... The king once said of this crew, "They will concern themselves with any business, no matter if it belongs to them or not."

Tor: I thought it an exaggeration... But now I see he spoke the truth.

Vyrn: So what! You saying we should keep our snouts to ourselves?

Tor: Not at all! I apologize if I've offended you.

Tor: But that wasn't a laugh to scorn. I—how can I put this? I was moved by your kindness, and the happiness simply... spilled out.

He smiles warmly at the crew, and they smile in return.

They fall again to preparations. The work marches along quickly, and soon there are only a few loose ends left to tie up.

Tor: You have all been a great help, really.

Tor: But please, allow me to attend to what's left. Rest now, I beg you.

Percival: Not yet. There's one more task we must see to.

Tor: What would that be, sir?

Percival: We must drive all monsters from our lands—and thus secure the safety of our guests.

Vyrn: Monster bashing! Sounds like our area of expertise!

Tor: But how could I entrust to you such a dangerous mission?

Lyria: We'll be fine, I promise!

Percival: (Captain). Will you come with me?

(Captain) meets Percival's eyes and nods in answer.

Tor: Any business indeed! But I thank you—for this and for all of your kindness.

Tor: I would go with you, but my work will keep me at the castle for a while. Please, be very careful.

The crew takes leave of Tor. The next day, they rise when the light of dawn is yet soft and grey. Percival and (Captain) gird themselves and, with Lyria and Vyrn, leave the castle.

A Much-Expected Ceremony: Scene 3

The day of the ceremony dawns, and Percival and Aglovale, clad in splendorous regalia, address their subjects from the rampart of Wales. But even as the people cheer, the two men speak to each other of their regret at the absence of Lamorak, the second of the three brothers.

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At last, the day of the ceremony dawns. The clouds part, festoons dance, and flags wave proudly in the breeze.

Tor: Wind of Wales! Forward march!

Tor stands at the head of a drum corps. As they walk beneath the great blue sky, sunbeams hit their instruments and spark like fireworks.

A fanfare plays. The crowd parts. On two noble steeds, the brothers ride, side by side. The white on their regalia gleams like new-fallen snow, but brighter still is the light in their eyes.

Aglovale: ...

Percival: ...

Excitable Citizen: Look! It's King Aglovale! And Lord Percival!

Gentle Citizen: The young lord's returned? My! How he's grown! He's so regal!

Most of the inhabitants of Wales are gathered in the streets to watch the parade. Others lean from balconies or hang out of windows.

Lyria: Wow! They're so popular!

Vyrn: Yeah! Man, it's times like this I remember they're the biggest cheese in the pantry!

(Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn stand smiling amidst the crowd.

Excitable Citizen: I can hardly believe it. I saw both brothers! In the flesh! I-I'm so happy to be alive!

Gentle Citizen: There's a third, you know? But I haven't even caught a glimpse of Lord Lamorak.

Excitable Citizen: Of course not! Rumor has it the man's a vagabond. He must hate this kind of pomp and circumstance!

Gentle Citizen: Oh... Well, I can see that. If I had brothers as amazing as his, I wouldn't want to be up there either.

Excitable Citizen: Hah-hah-hah! I couldn't have said it better myself!

The procession ends. Percival and Aglovale climb the steps of a great rampart. From atop its stony crown, they gaze down at their people.

Percival: I am Percival. Today, I come before you not as a lord but as kin—for I am the youngest brother of Aglovale, who is the father of this land.

Percival: It is an honor to stand upon the rampart of Wales and to speak to its people, as it is by your hands that our great kingdom is nurtured.

Percival: I thank you, and I say to you and my brother: may all your endeavors bear fruit, and may your path ever be bright!

People of Wales: Hurrah for Lord Percival!

The people cheer, roused by the sight of their young lord, who stands before them, tall and fair. But then a second hush falls, for the king has stepped forth.

Aglovale: Friends, family, countrymen! First, for your applause and the honors you have heaped on us, I offer to you my gratitude.

Aglovale: Second, I offer to you an oath. As long as Aglovale is king, you shall not know fear nor want—and your wheat fields and your coffers shall ever be filled with gold.

Aglovale: Glory to the land of Wales and its people, and may we never perish from the skies!

People of Wales: Hurrah for King Aglovale!

Moved by the power and dignity of both king and lord, the crowd clap and cheer and throw their caps into the air. Excitement is at a fever pitch.

As they lift their arms in farewell, Percival turns to Aglovale and speaks in a quiet voice.

Percival: I wish that Lamorak were here. He would be glad to see such a sight.

Aglovale: I too would that he had come. I sent out messengers, but alas, they did not find him.

Percival: Perhaps he'll come next time we meet.

Aglovale: Yes. I have long missed him.

Tor, (Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn stand behind the two brothers and smile at their exchange.

Tor: You know, the king speaks often of his brothers. They truly are fond of each other, aren't they?

Vyrn: You betcha! They've usually got miles and miles of sky between them, but I guess nothing really keeps family apart!

Lyria: Hm... Lamorak's the middle brother, right? I wonder what it's like when he's around.

Thus, the ceremony draws to a close.

But even as the crew goes to sleep that night, their hearts are filled with wonder at the splendor of the House of Wales.

A Much-Expected Ceremony: Scene 4

The day after the ceremony, Aglovale and Tor hold a private meeting, where they discuss a letter come from King Carl of Feendrache, requesting a council where an alliance may be formed between his nation, Wales, and Dalmore. Aglovale decides to attend, after he learns that Dalmore may have requested parley because of the workings of a mysterious cabal within its borders.

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The day after the ceremony, Aglovale pays a visit to Percival and his companions.

Aglovale: Percival, (Captain), Lyria, and Vyrn.

Aglovale: I thank you for yesterday. The ceremony meant much to me—all the more so because you were there.

Percival: You looked like a king from legend. It was an honor to stand beside you and to share in your joy.

Vyrn: I thought the parade was pretty cool!

Lyria: And you both looked amazing in your new clothes!

1. Aglovale was very dashing!
2. I wish Lamorak had come.
3. I wanted to pinch Percy's cheeks!

Choose: Aglovale was very dashing!

Percival: Hah. Well, of course. He is my brother.

Aglovale: Percival. I did not know you spoke with so sweet a tongue.

Percival: I speak the truth, Aglovale. You are dashing, and I am proud to be your brother.

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Choose: I wish Lamorak had come.

Aglovale: Lamorak, you say? I, too, wish he had been there.

Percival: Lamorak is fond of jokes. Where he goes, laughter and good cheer follow.

Aglovale: Hahaha. It is true. His capering form and grinning face come now clear in my mind.

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Choose: I wanted to pinch Percy's cheeks!

Aglovale: "Pinch his cheeks," you say? Hah-hah-hah! But yes... It is very easy to grow fond of Percival, is it not?

Percival: Brother! Please, no more of these jests.

Aglovale: Hm? It seems, Percival, that you cannot tell the difference between when I jest and when I speak my mind.

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In the midst of this merriment, the door opens. Tor comes in with a large tray.

Tor: Excuse me. I've brought tea and different sweetmeats.

Vyrn: Yeah! I was just starting to get hungry!

Percival: Hm... The tea is of high quality and has a refreshing fragrance.

Lyria: Wow, Tor. You're an expert in everything!

Tor: Not at all. The true expert is she who grows the leaves and bakes the sweets.

Aglovale: Hahaha. Indeed. And the bread of their labor is my gift to you. Come! Eat and drink your fill!

With these words, the crew begins to sip at the tea and nibble at the pastries.

When talk once again starts to flow, Tor draws close to Aglovale and speaks in a whisper.

Tor: (Might I have a quiet word, my lord?)

Aglovale: (What? Can we not speak here?)

Tor: (I am afraid not.)

Unhurriedly, Aglovale rises from his seat.

Aglovale: I am called away on business, but you need not rise. You may remain here for as long as you please.

Lyria: Okay! We'll be waiting!

Vyrn: You better come back fast if you wanna eat food and not plates and cups!

Percival: Thankless lizard! Spare some for my brother!

Vyrn: Whoa, calm down! I was just kidding!

Aglovale: Ahahaha! Now come! I may procure these dainties whenever I so wish. You shall all eat as much as your appetite desires.

The king then turns and, with Tor following behind, leaves the room.

Aglovale: Now speak.

Tor: A gift has come for you, my lord, in honor of the ceremony. It is from King Carl of Feendrache.

Aglovale: Hm... Continue.

Tor: He has included a letter, written in his own hand.

Tor: It says that there will be a council soon. There, King Carl hopes that Wales, Feendrache, and Dalmore might establish an alliance.

Aglovale: Hah. Hyland, the treacherous archduke of Dalmore! He is brazen to extend an offer of friendship—with the hand that but recently held the dagger of betrayal.

Tor: Will you take it, my lord?

Aglovale: Tor. What do you advise?

Tor: By your leave, I say do not reject it.

Tor: Dalmore is a small country and has not our power or wealth. Yet Gawain commands the strength of one thousand men, and we must be wary of him.

Tor: Consider also that Dalmore and Feendrache are already allies and may one day join against us.

Tor: It would not be wise to refuse parley for reasons of enmity alone.

Aglovale: Hm... That is true... But why do they make the offer now?

Tor: There is a great need—for Dalmore. I have reason to believe it was they who sent messengers to Feendrache and asked for mediation.

Tor: A rumor has been spreading among the merchants, my lord. One that may shed light on the situation.

Aglovale: Go on.

Tor: There are odd goings-on in Dalmore. I heard talk of a strange cabal, but no one can say rightly who they are or what they do.

Tor: I cannot prove it, but I do not think that the council and this cabal are unrelated.

Aglovale: Very well. I will go to the council. And there, I shall see if I cannot find out Hyland's true purpose.

Tor: Then have I leave to send a reply to Feendrache?

Aglovale: You do.

Tor: Very good, my lord.

Aglovale draws himself up. Upon his face, there is a grim smile, and a dauntless light is in his eyes. Tor retreats to his office, where he begins calmly to draft a letter.

Thus, with the scratching of his pen, one tale ends and another begins.

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故郷に帰ると英気が養われるな	Whenever I return home, I find new strength of heart and limb.
俺も兄上のような…民に慕われる王にならねば	I wish to be like my brother⁠—a king beloved of his people.
トーが仕えていてくれると兄上も安心だな	My brother can rest easy with Tor at his side.
一歩一歩の積み重ねがやがて大きな潮流となろう	Even the tallest mountain must be crossed one step at a time.
この礼装には塵ひとつつけさせんぞ	I will let no one soil these clothes.
式典も無事に終わって良かった	I am glad the ceremony went well.
ラモラック兄上はお元気だろうか…	I wonder how Lamorak is faring.
アグロヴァル兄上は少し柔らかくなられたか？	Aglovale seems to have mellowed.
(主人公)と兄上もすっかり打ち解けたな	It seems you and my brother have become fast friends, (Captain).
気を抜くなよ、(主人公)	(Captain). Stay on your guard.