Scenario:Diantha - New Skies

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New Skies

Diantha and the maidens alight on a new island, where a prophecy bids them to perform. They learn the island bears some connection to Xolotl and fall asleep pondering this information. But they are roused by a powerful presence and realize that the surrounding town has disappeared.



Diantha: ...
A woman dozes in a small inn.
Diantha: (Okay... I need to scout out the place and plan the schedule...)
Diantha: (There's not much time left until the show, the one in the prophecy, but... don't panic. Just do your best.)
Diantha: (I can't mess up. I can't let... the Head Priestess... down...)
Sleep creeps over Diantha, and the voice in her mind fades.
New colors and sounds fill her head as she slips into the world of dreams.
A long time ago, back during the War, there was one particularly big dog that fought alongside the skydwellers.
He was a fine canine... So strong and so clever that he could compete with dragons.
The dog's best friend was a skydweller warrior, and together they fought bravely and even defeated primal beasts.
The Maidens: Ti Icniuhtli Xolotl!
Audience: Whooo!
Years rose and fell, and a calm settled over the skies. Colorful customs and cultures bloomed on its countless islands.
Xochitl Island became a place of music. For generations, five maidens united the people through song and dance—and brought unto the land peace and prosperity.
No one knew, however, that there was one more reason behind the island's blessings: it lays under the protection of Xolotl, who had slumbered there for many years... Soon, he would awake.
Each maiden had followers, known as ichnia, who were split into five clans. When strife and discord grew between them, it roused Xolotl. In a rage, he wreaked havoc on the island.
One day, a young traveler named (Captain) docked at the harbors of Xochitl. The traveler lent aid to the five maidens, restoring harmony to the hearts of the people.
Xolotl's wrath, too, died out. They learned that the beast longed to be welcomed back among skydwellers as a friend—and that he hoped never to be forgotten again.
The maidens vowed to grant the wish of this kind and lonely beast... And so they began to sing and dance not only for the island and its people, but for Xolotl as well.
Diantha: (The ichnia... Xolotl... We won't... let them down... We'll take... the island by storm...)
Diantha: (What? Who's... that?)
Diantha: (Oh. (Captain)...)
The images in Diantha's mind swirl.
Memory carries her back to the Grandcypher, an hour before they reach port. The sun is high overhead.
Diantha: I'm fine, (Captain). Just a little nervous, that's all.
There is a letter in her hands, which tremble slightly.
Diantha: It's from the Head Priestess. She can't make it.
Diantha: She writes, "I've recovered from the food poisoning and, frankly, am feeling quite well. But the doctor says I must rest."
Diantha: "It really is regrettable. After all, I was so looking forward to this show away from Xochitl Island. But you will be fine without me."
Diantha: "There shall be no change of plans. You are to be Head Priestess some day. Think of this as part of your training."
Diantha: I'm happy the Head Priestess is feeling better, but still. I can't stop worrying about the concert.
Diantha: Like, I know we're here because of Xolotl's prophecy, but why? Why a different island?
Diantha: And then there's rehearsals, stage prep, and all this other work to be done... I'm starting to think I can't be Head Priestess after all.
  1. Relax. You'll be fine.
  2. I smell disaster.


Choose: Relax. You'll be fine.

Diantha: You sure? All right, I trust you, (Captain). If you say I'll be fine, then I'll be fine.
Diantha: Thanks. Think I can do this now!
Linaria: Diantha? Where are you?
Diola: Hm... My gut's telling me... over here.
Linaria: Wow. Your gut was right.
Diola: Oh. Well, how do you do, (Captain)?
Linaria: What were you two talking about?
Diantha: Um, nothing important. I was just, you know, a little worried because this is our first concert on a whole new island and...
Diola: Oh...
Diantha: ...?
Diola: I think we may be unwelcome here.
Linaria: Oh. Ohh. I think you're right.
Diantha: What! I don't know what you're trying to imply, but just... no!
Diola: We should, uh, leave this to the young ones.
Linaria: Yep. Hehe. We'll get outta your hair now! Buh-bye!
Diantha: No! Wait! Dah!
Diantha: Haha... Ahem... So, uh, (Captain)... Just ignore those two...
Linaria: Oh! Just remembered!
Diantha: Wah!
Linaria: We're landing soon, so better get packing.
Diantha: Oh, okay... Thanks for, um, letting us know...
And, just like that, Linaria's gone again.
Diantha: Um...
Diantha: Oh, right! Packing! I gotta pack, and you gotta pack... So... bye!
With her face on fire, Diantha books it.
Go to "Continue 1"


Choose: I smell disaster.

Diantha: Ugh... Breathe, Diantha, breathe... Haha...
Diantha: I've seen the Head Priestess do her thing a million times before. I've helped with the planning a million times before. I should know what I'm doing, but...
Diantha: I mean, the Head Priestess is just so sharp. She never misses a thing.
Diantha: And the more I try to be like her, the more I realize how much I'm not like her... I have a long way to go...
Diantha: But, well, I'm a sore loser. I'm not going down without a fight.
Canna: Yeah! That's the spirit! You show them what you're made of!
Diantha: Bwuh!
Harie: Canna! How many times do I have to tell you? Stop tackling people!
Diantha: You scared me...
Canna: Take this! Hug of happiness!
Diantha: I... can't breathe...
Harie: Hey, Diantha? I know you're worried, with the Head Priestess not being here, but don't be too hard on yourself, okay?
Diantha: Was it that obvious? That I was worried, I mean.
Harie: You might've been acting a little stiff, yes...
Diantha: Oh... Gosh. Sorry I'm so on edge all the time. But I'm fine now, I promise. (Captain) knocked some sense into me.
Harie: Good. You know, it's strange, but when (Captain)'s around, it really does feel like everything's going to be okay.
Canna: Psh! Yeah! There's not a mountain in all the skies (Captain) can't climb!
Canna: I remember when we first met... The captain just snapped those fingers, and poof! All our problems were gone!
Canna: I thought I was looking at a knight in shining armor...
Dreamy-Eyed Girls: Yeah...
Eyes distant, Diantha and Harie both sigh out the word. Then, startled, they look at each other.
Wide-Eyed Girls: ...
Canna: Uh? Something wrong?
Diantha: Huh? Wrong? No, nothing's wrong at all. I was just thinking, you know, wow, we've sure been through a lot together.
Harie: Y-yeah. We sure have! We surely really truly have!
Harie: So.... Oh, Diantha! We, um, got distracted, but I came to tell you we'll be landing in a few minutes.
Diantha: Minutes? I still haven't packed yet!
Harie: Haha... Calm down. I'll lend you a hand.
Harie: And I'm not just talking about packing. Planning, set-up, rehearsals... anything you need help with, I'm here for you, okay?
Diantha: Okay... Thanks.

Continue 1

The Grandcypher begins to descend. Slowly, its prow swings towards the harbor.
Diantha: Oh. (Captain), look. That mountain, it's shimmering... Wow...
Vyrn: Maybe it's ore or somethin'. Hey, Lyria! You seeing this?
Lyria: Yeah... It's beautiful!
The sun reflects off the rock, studding the island with flecks of gold.
It is dazzling, yet Diantha cannot help but wonder about Xolotl's prophecy. Why here?

New Skies: Scene 2

Diantha and the maidens alight on a new island, where a prophecy bids them to perform. They learn the island bears some connection to Xolotl and fall asleep pondering this information. But they are roused by a powerful presence and realize that the surrounding town has disappeared.



Vyrn: This is the town in the prophecy, right?
Lyria: Yep. Looks pretty normal, but...
Lyria turns her eyes towards a stone statue of Xolotl. It is identical to the one on Xochitl Island.
Vyrn: You noticed ol' rocky too, huh? Guess this place does have something to do with the five maidens and all that jazz...
Lyria: They wanted to know why Xolotl chose this island, right? Diantha and the rest, I mean. This statue could be a clue.
Vyrn: Yeah. Bet we could learn more just snoopin' around town too... But, uh, looks like the stars of the show aren't here yet.
Lyria: They should be dropping their stuff off at the inn. Oh, and they wanted to get changed.
Vyrn: Get changed? What are they—
Diantha: Vyrn, Lyria, (Captain)! Thanks for waiting!
Chorus of Five: Ta-dah!
Lyria: Oh! You made new clothes!
Vyrn: Hey! Looking pretty snazzy there! Man, the cut, the fabric—y'all really decided to upgrade!
Linaria: I mean, it's our first concert away from home. We had to dress up. New place, new me, right?
Linaria: Hehe. So, (Captain)... What do you think of the new me?
  1. You look super cute.
  2. Could be wo—


Choose: You look super cute.

Linaria: Aww! Hehe. Aren't you a sweetie?
Linaria: I just wanna squeeze you, but... sigh... Can't with these three party-poopers.
Linaria: What do you mean, what do I mean? Lyria, Harie, and Diantha are right over there.
Wide-Eyed Girls: Eep!
Lyria: Huh?
Linaria: Hehe. Never mind!
Go to "Continue 1"


Choose: Could be wo—

Linaria: Rah!
Before (Captain) can finish speaking, Linaria circles behind the captain and leaps.
Linaria: You better not be trying to say "could be worse!"
She clasps her hands over the captain's mouth.
Diantha: Linaria? What are you doing to (Captain)?
Linaria: If the captain doesn't have anything nice to say! Then the captain shouldn't! Say anything! At all!
The other girls gather around Linaria and try to tear her off, but she's stuck to (Captain) like a starfish to a rock.
Linaria: Hehe. I'm not letting go.
Linaria: So, (Captain)... Tell me what you really think.
Linaria: Oops.
Harie: What! (Captain)! Are you okay?
There's no response. Linaria's steel-wire arms must have cut off some windpipe, because the captain is out cold.
Vyrn: Man... Can't believe she squeezed the living daylights out of you... Literally.
Linaria: I-I didn't mean to... but I'm sorry...
(Captain), who is busy patting away dust, looks up at Linaria and smiles.

Continue 1

Vyrn: Aaanyway, what's got y'all so pumped this time?
Diantha: Remember how the prophecy said we'd use wind tunnels to get here? I just thought there was some meaning behind that... behind everything.
Diantha: There's also the line, "Farther from Xochitl, but closer to Xolotl. New beginnings call for new array."
Lyria: What do you think it means?
Diantha: No idea. But at least we're here. Come on. We should explore while it's still light out.
The crew wanders through winding streets and little shops, drinking in the sights.
Canna: Wow, I've never seen any of this before! Is this a fruit? Is that a vegetable?
Diola: It's so round and green... Wonder what it tastes like.
Canna: Can't imagine... So guess I'll have to try it!
Street Vendor: Ah. That is called ahuacatl. It's very rich. It'll go well with any dish.
Diola: Mm... Rich...
Diantha: Lyria, look. There's a funny looking animal, swimming around in that tank.
Lyria: I see it... What do you think it is? It kind of reminds me of a fish... or a lizard...
Diantha: Could be either one... Apparently, they're called axolotls.
Diantha: Wait... Axolotl...
Overhead, the sun passes slowly westward. As the last of its light fades from the sky, the crew return to the inn.
Diantha: Hm... Ahuacatl... Axolotl... Then there's xoctli, which means pot...
Diantha: These words... They remind me of a language that was spoken long ago in Xochitl...
Diantha: Then there's Xolotl's statue... This island must have something to do with him. But what?
Diola: I feel like there's something else... something special.
Harie: Special? To Xolotl?
Diola: Yeah. And my gut's telling me we have to figure out what it is—before the performance.
Linaria: You may be right. There has to be a reason he chose this island.
Diantha: The prophetic day is coming, and it's coming fast. But we have some investigating to do.
Diantha: We should also search outside of town.
Diantha: Remember Xolotl's rampage? And how Linaria found answers at this out-of-the-way place?
Diantha: If we don't comb every inch of this island, we'll miss something important. Or, at least, I think we will...
Vyrn: I don't got a problem with expandin' our search, but it's gonna take time. Maybe we should split up.
Diantha: Yeah. Actually, that's... what's been bothering me.
Diantha: We all look at things from different perspectives, so I wanted to stick together, but... Hm...
Diantha: Hmmm....
Harie: Aaand stop! If you overheat your brain any more, you won't be able to sleep.
Canna: Get some rest, okay? We'll try again tomorrow.
Diantha: Yeah. Sounds like a plan. Sleep fosters fresh ideas, right?
The companions wish each other good night, then return to their rooms.
Diantha: (Okay... I need to scout out the place and plan the schedule...)
Diantha: (There's not much time left until the show, the one in the prophecy, but... don't panic. Just do your best.)
Diantha: (I can't mess up. I can't let... the Head Priestess... down...)
Sleep creeps over Diantha, and the voice in her mind fades.
There is a silence. Then a door in her head opens, and the young woman passes into the colorful world of dreams.
A long time ago, back during the War, there was one particularly big dog that fought alongside the skydwellers.
He was a fine canine... So strong and so clever that he could compete with dragons.
The dog's best friend was a skydweller warrior, and together they fought bravely and even defeated primal beasts.
Diantha: (What? Who's... that?)
???: ...
A looming presence casts its shadow over the world of sleep, growing bigger and bigger until... (Captain) sits bolt upright, breathing heavily.
Vyrn: L-listen to this... I'd just fallen asleep when some big shadow-man or somethin' invaded my dreams and...
Lyria: I saw it too. And I sensed its power... It felt like a primal beast.
The three look at each other, their eyes wide.
They turn and see figures approaching, but it is only Diantha and the maidens.
Vyrn: So. While we were sleeping, someone or something must've brought us here... But where is "here?" And what the heck happened to us?
Lyria: I don't know... And we can't ask the primal. I can't sense it anymore.
Diantha: There's no inn, no town, no nothing... It's like we're on a whole other island. I'm... at a loss...
Linaria: Ugh! I don't care who did this! They should've known: never mess with beauty sleep!
Canna: Haha... We'll be fine. If there's a way here, there's a way back, right?
Canna: We just have to figure out where we are and where the inn is. Then we plan our route home and voila! Bed sweet bed!
Vyrn: I mean, you're not wrong... But easier said than done. What if this island's deserted?
Diola: Hm...
Canna: Something eating at you?
Diola: Again, this is my gut speaking, but...
Diola: What if this was all planned? By the "something special" we were talking about.
Harie: Okay, sure, I'll bite. But even so, why whisk us to the middle of nowhere?
Diantha: Let's recap. We traveled to an island somehow... connected to Xolotl. We were going to hold a concert there. But before we could, something spirited us away.
Harie: To keep us from performing, maybe?
Vyrn: Maybe, maybe not. But if that is true, then we really need to get back and start prepping.
Vyrn: Think about it. If who—or whatever—does want to stop the show, they'll have to come and try to get us again.
Vyrn: But next time, we'll be ready for 'em! We'll catch that "something special," and learn just what our doggy friend wants.
Canna: Wow! Vyrn! That's brilliant!
Vyrn: Heh! You're talkin' to a veteran skyfarer here!
Canna: All righty then. What next?
Vyrn: Well... woods get pretty scary at night. We should try to find some civilization, you know? Look out for lights or somethin'.
(Captain) agrees. The crew bunches up and begins to roam the island.
Vyrn: I don't see anything... No town, no house, no hut, no nothing....
While Vyrn mutters to himself, (Captain) is strangely silent.
The captain looks out over the terrain and feels a prickle of deja vu.
A mountain looms in the distance. The moon reflects off the rock, studding the air with glints of silver.
Diantha: (Captain)? Is everything okay?
(Captain) takes a moment longer to think, then begins to expound a theory. As the rest listen, they almost forget to breathe.
The mountain... Its shape, the tracery of its veins... It is identical to the peak they glimpsed from the Grandcypher that very afternoon.
If the crew assumes it is the same mountain, then they can use it to deduce their location... and come to one startling conclusion.
Diantha: What? So you're saying we weren't spirited away, but...
Harie: The whole town just vanished from the island?
Lyria: And these woods... are where all the houses should be...
Chorus of Five: ...
It sounds crazy, but the more they think about it... the more it seems like the truth.
As the darkness grows deeper, the crew can do nothing but huddle a little closer together.