Scenario:Camieux - Timid Workshop Apprentice

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Timid Workshop Apprentice

The crew undertakes a mission from a gun workshop, where they meet a timid young woman named Camieux, the adopted daughter of the workshop's owners. Deciding the best way to overcome her shyness would be to join the crew, Camieux heads off into the wild blue yonder with support from her parents.



The crew undertakes a mission to deliver metals and other materials to a gun workshop.
After confirming the delivery, (Captain) and company are taken to the workshop's reception area to go over paperwork.
???: Sigh...
Mama Gunsmith: Hm? Was that a sigh I heard just now? We have customers!
???: Yeep! S-sorry! Welcome!
Vyrn: Here's the stuff you ordered! Could you sign here?
Papa Gunsmith: Hm... These materials look good. We're gonna make something nice with 'em for sure! Right, Cammy?
???: We sure are, Da—I mean, Boss! We're gonna make some amazing guns!
Mama Gunsmith: But first you have to revise the paperwork! Sorry for the trouble, skyfarers. She can be so immature sometimes...
Lyria: No worries! Seeing your happy faces makes it all worthwhile.
Mama Gunsmith: You're lifesavers! The ship we usually rely on is under repair, and... Oh, that reminds me! Camieux!
Camieux: Yeep! Wh-what is it, Mo—
Boss! I mean Boss!
Mama Gunsmith: Could you be a dear and go have a look at the cargo they've brought?
Camieux: Done and done! Be right back!
Papa Gunsmith: Hey! Cammy! I'm coming with you!
Mama Gunsmith: Now look here! Pampering Camieux won't do her any good!
Papa Gunsmith: She's seemed awfully down in the dumps ever since she got back from town though.
Mama Gunsmith: I told you, dear. Girls her age need a little room to breathe!
Vyrn: So, uh... is the paperwork good to go?
Mama Gunsmith: Oh, sorry for making you wait. Yes, everything seems to be in order.
Papa Gunsmith: Thanks, guys! I'll be sure to hire you the next chance I get!
Lyria: We're looking forward to it!
Camieux: Sigh... I'm such an idiot...
Lyria: Huh? That girl from the workshop looks like she's pretty depressed...
Camieux: Sob...
Lyria: Um... Camieux, was it?
Camieux: Aaah! D-d-do you need anything?
Lyria: I-I'm sorry! You just looked a little sad, that's all.
Camieux: Oh, s-sorry! You really surprised me...
Camieux: Sob... I really need to do something about how easily surprised I am...
Vyrn: Boy, you seem really bummed out. If there's something you want to get off your chest, we're all ears!
Lyria: That's right. Talking about it might make you feel better.
Camieux: Sniff... That's really nice of you... Geez...
Camieux: When I was a baby, I was adopted by the gunsmith and his wife.
Camieux: I'm a Draph, but they raised me exactly the same way they raised my sister.
Camieux: They all took such good care of me...
Camieux: Over time I eventually decided I wanted to become a gunsmith too.
Vyrn: Gotcha... What a heartwarming story!
Camieux: But...
Camieux: Sob... But I'm so timid... and I scare easy...
Vyrn: Hm? How so?
Camieux: I'm training to be a gunpowder mixer, but the sound of explosions freaks me out...
Vyrn: Nothing wrong with that! You'll get used to it eventually!
Camieux: I was in the storehouse getting materials when a mouse popped out, and I got so scared I knocked all the shelves over...
Lyria: Oh dear... That sounds awful!
Camieux: When people call my name while I'm mixing, I get all spooked out and drop my beakers on the floor...
Camieux: And there was one time I was testing out a gun, but I was so scared about what might happen that I just kinda froze up...
Vyrn: That sounds like a problem. If it was using gunpowder, I bet it would've made a really loud bang, right?
Camieux: Ugh, I'm such a knucklehead! Why do I hafta be such a doofy doofus?
Vyrn: Whoa! Do you usually talk like that?
Camieux: Eep! Oh my gosh, sorry! I slipped into the usual way we talk around here...
Camieux: Sigh... I'll never be able to show my face to my sister when she returns home from her journey...
Lyria: Camieux, is that why you've been so sad? Your parents have been real worried about you, you know.
Camieux: Huh? Mom and Dad are worried about me? Oh, I'm such a dummy...
Camieux: I know I'm no good at anything, but I really want to get better...
Camieux: I tried acting like my sister, but it... didn't turn out so well.
Vyrn: Heheh, I bet you and your sis must get along real great!
Camieux: My sister's pretty, and cool, and kind... She's the best sister ever!
Vyrn: Gotcha! So how'd you try to act like her?
Camieux: My sister is a gun designer. She joined a crew in order to see how the guns she's made actually feel in battle.
Camieux: She always says she's glad she joined a crew because of all the things she gets to experience.
Camieux: If I travelled with a crew, I bet it'd make me a little gutsier too...
Vyrn: Hmm... Yeah, once you're in a crew, you can't really afford to be scared by every little thing.
Camieux: But when I try to talk to skyfarers in town, I get so scared I can't even make a peep!
  1. But you're talking to us right now.
  2. Relying on others won't fix anything.


Choose: But you're talking to us right now.

Camieux: Huh? Ah! Aaah! Now that you mention it, you're right!
Camieux: Um! Um, um, um! It's no use! The words just won't come out of my dumb mouth!
Lyria: Now, now. Let's just calm down! Breathe in, Camieux! Breathe!
Camieux: Inhale... Exhale...
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Choose: Relying on others won't fix anything.

Vyrn: You're right. If you're not committed to personal change, going to a different environment's not gonna change a thing!
Vyrn: Hmm... You've been trained by gunsmiths, right? I bet you've seen things at least as crazy as any skyfarer!
Camieux: That's true, but... But! Hnghh...
Lyria: (Hmm... (Captain) and Vyrn usually don't talk like this...)
Lyria: (Oh! Maybe they're doing it on purpose?)

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Camieux: Gosh darn it! I'm such a wimpy little nobody! But... I want to change!
Camieux: I wanna be a great gunpowder chemist one day to help out Mom, Dad, and my sister!
Camieux: So please, (Captain)! Let me join your crew!
Vyrn: See? Was that so hard? We'd be happy to have you aboard! Right, (Captain)?
Camieux: Are you for real? You better not be lyin', gosh darn it!
Lyria: Welcome aboard, Camieux!
And thus Camieux joins (Captain) and company on their journey as a member of their crew.
Papa Gunsmith: Sigh... All my daughters are out in the world. If something happens, you best hurry back now, Cammy! You hear me?
Mama Gunsmith: Don't jinx her, dear!
Camieux: I'll be fine, Da—I mean, Boss! I'm gonna make both of you proud!
Mama Gunsmith: Well, they say if you love something, you've got to let it free... Take care of yourself, sweetie!
Camieux: I will! When I get back, it's gonna take a lot more than a little mouse to scare me!
Vyrn: Okay! Time to roll out, Camieux!
Camieux: Yeeep! Gosh darn it! Don't scare me like that, Vyrn!
Mama Gunsmith: Sigh... You've got a long way to go, sweetie. Take good care of her for us, (Captain)!
Will joining a crew be what it takes to make the timid Camieux into a mighty gunpowder mixer?
Whatever the case may be, Camieux has taken the first step. Her quest to become the bravest gunsmith she can be has only just begun.