Scenario:Isaac - Moon Descendant

Moon Descendant

With the battle on the moon concluded, Isaac and Gwynne talk about what they missed in each other's lives in the many years they were apart. When a report surfaces about irregularities in a town that housed a base used by Ilsa's company and the crew, they go to investigate. That night, Isaac ventures out into the forest alone to look for Grace's body for a funeral.

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Once upon a time, strangers from another world landed in the Sky Realm.

Calling themselves moondwellers, they possessed a strange power that is neither magic nor alchemy.

They spoke of their wish to return to the moon one day.

Even with their powers, it would not be an easy feat. They learned to adapt to life in the skies over time.

Naturally, those moondwellers perished with the passage of time. Some bequeathed their wishes of returning home to their children; others carried those wishes and memories of home sweet home to their graves.

Many generations have gone by since then.

A new outsider known as Cassius arrives from the moon.

The descendants of those first moon travelers realize Cassius is integral to their trip home, and a fight breaks out over him.

One of those moon children, Isaac, fulfills the wish of his ancestors and successfully returns to the moon with Cassius.

But in his short time there, he realizes that—as someone born and raised in the skies—lunar life is far too harsh for him.

After overcoming countless trials and tribulations, the two have returned to the place they can truly call home—the Sky Realm.

Lyria: Vyrn, how are you liking the apple potage?

Vyrn: This is some good stuff... But more than anything, I'm just surprised they had it.

Cassius: Fascinating. I request a small portion so that I may sample the taste.

Vyrn: Wait up, Cassius! I don't mind sharing, but I'm only willin' to part with a spoonful!

Isaac: ...

With the battle against the moon concluded, Isaac takes some time to visit the restaurant of an old friend. The crew tags along.

Isaac's Old Pal: Here you go, Cousin. A glass of root beer.

Isaac: ...
Huh? Oh, thanks, Cousin.

Isaac's Old Pal: Everything all right? Seems a waste to be spacing out during a feast. We've been apart for fifteen years, but it's good to know you're still the same ol' Droopy-Eyes.

Isaac: Gah, I hate that nickname! Stop calling me that!

Isaac's Old Pal: Haha, you must be worn-out. You're more than welcome to stay the night like you used to if you're not ready to head back yet.

He pats Isaac on the shoulder, then moves to the next table.

Isaac's Old Pal: Yes, what would you like?

Vyrn: We'll have another apple potage. Turns out Cassius is a big fan too.

Isaac: ...

Gwynne: Here's your extra-large platter of sausages and fries.

Isaac: Ah... Gwynne, you help out here too?

Gwynne: Always have. Mind if I sit next to you?

Isaac: Not at all.

Isaac pulls out a chair for Gwynne.

Isaac: Sausages and fries—my favorite thing on the menu. You like this stuff too, don't you, Gwynne?

Gwynne: Mm-hm, sure do.

Isaac: This was my final order the last time I came to this place.

Gwynne: Was that when you left me with Mom and Dad?

Isaac: Yeah... Fifteen years ago, to be precise.

Gwynne: ...

Isaac: ...

Gwynne: I like washing down my sausages and fries with root beer too. Like brother, like sister, eh?

Isaac: Yeah, you could say that...

Gwynne: ...

Gwynne: Big bro.

Isaac: ...!

Gwynne: Brother.

Isaac: Er... Gwynne?

Gwynne: Dearest Brother.

Gwynne: Doesn't feel right. Can I just call you Isaac?

Isaac: Sure. Whatever you're comfortable with.

Gwynne: ...

Gwynne: Does it feel awkward being around me?

Isaac: No, that's definitely not it! You see...

Isaac: I've intentionally been avoiding people for so long that I'm still trying to get used to it...

Gwynne: Is that why you're sitting alone in the corner?

Isaac: Yeah, force of habit. I never know when I'll be leaving, so I prefer a spot where it's easy to slip away from.

Gwynne: I hope you won't just go without saying a word.

Isaac: Oh, I wouldn't do that. Besides, I haven't had a meal with this many people ever since leaving this town.

Gwynne: I'm guessing it was with Grace that you last sat down to eat with someone?

Isaac: That's right. So she told you about that, huh.

Gwynne: She's also the one who told me I'd find you if I joined the Society.

Isaac: Right. So I guess she's really...

Gwynne: Gone. Her body's probably still somewhere in that forest.

Isaac: ...

The lively chatter in the restaurant grows distant.

Gwynne: Grace was up to no good the whole time. And I had no clue...

Isaac: You're not sure if it's okay to be sad, huh?

Gwynne: Mm...

Isaac: To be honest, I feel the same way. Though I wouldn't share this sentiment with anyone else but you.

Gwynne: Thank you, Isaac.

Isaac: I'd better dig into the food you brought me before it gets cold.

Gwynne: Right.

And so Isaac sticks his knife into the still- steaming sausage in the center of his plate.

Though this big brother chose to be apart from his sister at a young age, he now takes this opportunity to get to know her better, albeit clumsily.

Isaac: Morning, Gwynne.

Gwynne: Morning, Isaac.

The siblings are fortunate to spend more time together, as Ilsa's company and (Captain)'s crew have been working closely together lately.

Isaac: So we're going to that place you guys used as a base?

Gwynne: Uh-huh. That's where we built Mahira's cosmoship and performed maintenance on the automagods.

Gwynne: Something's been amiss there ever since the battle with the Otherworlders.

Isaac: I suppose I can help with the investigation side of this.

They arrive at the town where the base is located to find that something indeed is not quite right.

The collapsed buildings and few remaining lamps tell a bitter tale of the battle that took place here. But what's more...

A strange presence seems to fill the air like a thick fog.

Ilsa and (Captain) decide to stay the night aboard the moored Grandcypher and begin their investigation when the sun rises.

Unsure of what awaits them in the morning, they go to sleep with uneasy hearts.

It's said that the foreboding air seeps in from the forests on the outskirts of town.

Isaac: ...

After everyone else has fallen asleep, Isaac heads out to the forest alone in the dead of the night.

Proceeding cautiously, Isaac speaks into his transceiver.

Isaac: Mayday. Isaac here.

Gwynne's Voice: Mayday. Gwynne here. Where are you?

Isaac: The forest. It's awful seeing everything so horribly torched.

Gwynne's Voice: Really now, I thought I told you not to head out alone!

Isaac: Sorry, but I just had to get a look for myself. Not to mention I'm probably the only one who can safely enter.

Isaac: There was a sign about dangerous toxins in the air. Good thing I'm wearing my hazard suit.

Gwynne's Voice: Oh yeah? Where are the toxins coming from?

Isaac: I can't tell from where I'm standing. Besides, I'm here for something else.

Gwynne's Voice: Something else? You don't mean...

Isaac: Grace. Don't let the others know though.

Gwynne's Voice: But why?

Isaac: I can't put it into words, but something tells me I just have to do this.

Isaac: I've known her for a long time. I figure at the least, I have the right to mourn for her.

Gwynne's Voice: Mm...

Isaac: Oh, that reminds me... Can I ask you for a favor, Gwynne?

Gwynne's Voice: Sure, as long as you don't ask me to forgive you for heading out alone.

Isaac: Haha, thanks... Can you keep the transceiver on for a while?

Gwynne's Voice: Uh, sure...

Isaac: Great. It's pretty scary being in the forest by myself. Having your voice to keep me company would help.

Gwynne's Voice: Heh, just don't blame me if I fall asleep.

Isaac: That would suck... It feels like a ghost could pop out any moment now...

Gwynne's Voice: That's what you get for going out alone, fool. Next thing you know, you're gonna be pissing in your pants.

Isaac: Haha... You're even tougher on me than Raybury...

Clad in his hefty hazard suit, Isaac proceeds through the forest.

His destination: the battlefield where Grace faced off against the crew.