Scenario:Between Frost and Flame - Chapter 1: Footsteps of War - Episode 3
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Between Frost and Flame - Chapter 1: Footsteps of War - Episode 3
As Percival heads to Wales alone, he reflects on how he has changed during his time spent with the crew. (Captain) comes out of nowhere to save Percival from a monster ambush, causing him to reconsider his decision not to bring the crew along.
Percival heads for Wales alone.
Percival: ...
In his solitude he mulls over the events of the past few days.
Percival: Why can't I stop thinking about them...
Percival: (Captain)...
Percival: (Yeah... It's been ages since I've traveled alone like this.)
Percival: Phew...
Percival, who had grown accustomed to his lone wolf lifestyle, laughs bemusedly at his change of heart.
Percival: (It's better this way. No distractions.)
Suddenly a monster attacks from the undergrowth.
Monster: Groaar!
Percival: (Humph. How many weaklings like these have I felled?)
Percival: Too easy.
Percival dispatches the foe with a flash of his blade.
Percival: (But why do I get the feeling...)
Percival: Never mind. I must push on.
Percival takes a few steps forward.
Monster: Groaar!
Percival: ...!
Before the monster can reach Percival, (Captain) appears and slays the monster.
???: Hey, slow down a little!
Lyria: Percival! I know you said no, but please let us come with you!
Percival: (Captain)...
(Captain) stands in front of Percival, blocking his way.
Choose: We're worried for your safety, my lord.
(Captain) kneels before Percival in jest.
Percival: Heh. Fool.
Percival: I suppose I would lose face if I were to refuse you now.
Percival: Very well. I'll make a special concession this time and allow you to come, (Captain).
Choose: We're coming. Captain's orders.
(Captain) stares down Percival as if to say just try me.
Percival: Oh? Are you challenging me to a fight if I refuse?
Sparks fly between (Captain) and Percival.
Percival: Pfft... Bwahaha! How amusing! Only you could get away with that, (Captain).
Percival: I concede. Lend me your sword.
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Vyrn: Took you long enough to come to your senses...
Lyria: Teehee. I'm glad you two made up.
Vyrn: Say, Sir Burnsalot, aren't you traveling kind of light?
Percival: Not at all. It suits my purpose to slip in unnoticed.
Percival: Well, you don't need to know the details. Come, my vassals!
Lyria: Yeah!
Percival takes the lead, guiding the crew toward Wales.