Scenario:Katzelia - His Majesty's Petition

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His Majesty's Petition

The crew defeats the monsters and are returned to the slums where the king explains that a malevolent primal beast is sealed in the card, replaying memories of the War in order to learn how to destroy the Sky Realm. The crew agrees to help the king stop that from happening.



A brutal battle unfolds between the crew and foe after foe.
Lyria: Huff... huff... I think it's calmed down a little?
Vyrn: Looks like we got most of the monsters around here. What now, (Captain)?
  1. We need somewhere to regroup.
  2. Let's make a break for it.


Choose: We need somewhere to regroup.

Vyrn: Right-o! Let's find a place to hide out!
Go to "Continue 1"


Choose: Let's make a break for it.

Vyrn: Yeah, but to where? Oh well, we'll figure it out as we go.

Continue 1

Vyrn: So any ideas on how we got from the inside of some shanty to here?
Unsure of what else can be done, the crew members continue to fell any foes they encounter but find nothing to help explain their current predicament.
Vyrn: Where'd that little King go? You think he got attacked by monsters somewhere?
Lyria: Mm... I'm worried.
Lyria: Oh! What's that over there!
Lyria points to a cluster of white light hovering just off the ground.
Vyrn: What in the world... Careful. It's probably a monster.
The light is dim at first. Then it gives off a burst of luminescence.
Vyrn: Argh! I'm blind!
Vyrn: Wha? We're back at King's place!
Lyria: What just happened?
Vyrn: Beats me. Maybe we dreamed the whole thing...
Lyria: King!
A calm King is planted firmly in his chair as if nothing had transpired.
King: You put on quite a display of your fighting prowess.
Vyrn: You sent us to that place, didn't you?
King: Indeed I did.
Vyrn: You can't just zip us around out of the blue! Someone could get hurt!
King: ...
  1. What was that place?


Choose: What was that place?

Lyria: I want to know too. It looked like...
King: What you experienced was the end of the War.
Vyrn: Huh?
(Captain) and the others feel shivers run down their spines.
King: A change of venue is in order. We can continue speaking there.
King hops off his chair, prompting the crew to immediately tense up.
Lyria: ...
King: Haha. I praise you for staying on your toes, but this time we shall simply be stepping outside.
King: A meal will do us good. Follow me.
Haaselia not in crew

King exits the room with a grin, followed closely by the woman who seems to be his attendant.
Haaselia is a crew member

King exits the room with a grin, followed closely by Haaselia.
King's mention of the War still rings in their ears as (Captain) and company file out behind their hosts.
Resident 1: Yo, King! How's everything going?
Resident 2: Hi, King. It's a hot one today.
Resident 3: Get a load of this, King. My grandkid started workin' at the smithy makin' nails and blades.
Resident 3: It's all thanks to the advice you gave that the little'un has a good job now.
King: Hardly. He accomplished it himself through natural talent. It runs in his fingers.
The crew observes from behind as many residents greet King. Vyrn and Lyria whisper to each other.
Vyrn: When I found out he was the one who kicked us onto that battlefield, I thought he was a real piece of work, but...
Lyria: Yes. A lot of people here seem drawn to him.
The crew stays guarded against King's veiled motives, but they're not sure what to make of all the happy faces turned King's way.
They all finally arrive at a street-corner canteen, and everyone has a seat inside.
Lyria: Everyone in this area seems so grateful to you.
King: I acknowledge it was not my place to meddle in their lifestyles, but I was allowed to do so.
King: This canteen was able to open thanks to the sudden increase of workers in the area. The nights really come alive.
Lyria: That's wonderful!
King: Oh, this is nothing to write home about just yet.
Food is shortly carried out.
King: The menu here is meager at best. Acquiring fresh, quality ingredients is an expensive, not to mention difficult, undertaking.
Simple dishes consisting of dried meat, beans, and root vegetables sit on the table.
Vyrn: Hmm... Looks tasty enough for me.
King: But I wish they could have more.
Vyrn: I think that's great and all, but why are you doing this? What's your game?
King: Thomas probably mentioned this to you, but I have never spoken a word about my past.
Vyrn: Yeah, I remember that.
King: I will only say that helping the poor gain wealth also benefits my cause.
King: But it isn't enough. I want to make the residents still more affluent.
Vyrn: Affluent, huh? How rich do you want them to be?
King: How rich? Hmm... Rich enough to hear the joy in music for instance.
Lyria: Did you say music?
King: Consider it a metaphor. Come. It is time to eat.
Vyrn: Yeah! I'm starving!
Vyrn: Huh?
Haaselia not in crew

???: Mm-mm... Gulp.
I detect nothing.
???: Enjoy your meal, King.
King takes the partially eaten meal from the girl. He begins to eat the rest unperturbed.
Vyrn: Um, what are you doing? You don't have to eat from the same plate, you know. We got enough plates to go around.
???: I was tasting for poison.
Vyrn: P-poison? Why would you have to taste for poison?
King: Pay no heed. It's a way of life.
???: Yes, just a way of life.
???: Oh, King, you have a spot of sauce there.
The girl wipes King's mouth with a napkin.
Vyrn: Say, who is she anyway?
King: Did I not introduce her before? This is my younger sister. The people have taken to calling her Princess.
Princess: Tis a pleasure to make your acquaintance.
Go to "Continue 2"


Haaselia is a crew member

Haaselia: Mm-mm... Gulp.
I detect nothing.
Haaselia: Enjoy your meal, King.
King takes the partially eaten meal from the Haaselia. He begins to eat the rest unperturbed.
Vyrn: Um, what are you doing? You don't have to eat from the same plate, you know. We got enough plates to go around.
Haaselia: I was tasting for poison.
Vyrn: P-poison? Why would you have to taste for poison?
King: Pay no heed. It's a way of life.
Haaselia: Yes, just a way of life.
Haaselia: Oh, King, you have a spot of sauce there.
Haaselia wipes King's mouth with a napkin.
Vyrn: Say, how do you know Haase anyway?
King: Did I not explain before? She is my younger sister. The people have taken to calling her Princess.
Lyria: Really? You're Haase's older brother?
Haaselia: It's nice to see you all again.

Continue 2

Vyrn: Y-yeah...
King: Let us return to the business at hand.
King places the card on the table. (Captain)'s face stiffens.
King: A primal beast is sealed within this card. I must warn you it is especially ferocious.
Vyrn: An actual primal beast?
King: Furthermore it is using a certain process to refine its power—soon it will manifest in our world to exterminate all skydwellers.
Lyria: What kind of process?
King: The very one you saw earlier: the War.
Vyrn: Wait, wait! How's that possible? The War happened, like, forever ago!
King: Yes, that event occurred far back in history. But what you experienced was neither dream nor illusion. It was a memory.
Lyria: A memory...
King: This primal beast is constantly repeating the memory of the War, so that it may learn every facet of warfare.
King: It is preparing for the next grand-scale conflict on the horizon.
Lyria: Oh no...
King: The moment the primal analyzes all the knowledge it needs, it will manifest.
Vyrn: What can we do then? Can we stop it somehow?
King: That is why I am asking for your help. Enter into the memory and prevent the primal's forthcoming revival.
King: You will be the outliers of the battlefield.
Vyrn: What's that mean?
King: As I said the primal must learn all there is about warfare before it can manifest.
King: If you enter the memory and begin laying waste to the enemies on the battlefield, that is more data for the primal to process.
King: Thus you would be buying time for our world.
Vyrn: Oh, okay...
Vyrn: But doesn't that mean we'd have to fight nonstop?
King: Well, you mentioned earlier feeling a power emanating from the card.
King: If the primal beast deems it impossible to absorb all knowledge about this battle, I expect it will give up, and that power will disappear.
King: I can't give you a concrete number, but I doubt it will take less than several dozen fights.
King: I apologize for not providing a clear explanation when I sent you into the memory earlier.
King: The thing is, this card is so powerful that it always carries the risk of being abused.
King: Before I could disclose the truth, I needed to ascertain your reliability.
King: I hope you can forgive me.
Lyria: When you put it that way, you have nothing to apologize for.
Vyrn: Yep! Totally understandable!
King: An elderly fortune teller entrusted me with this card while I was traveling.
King: I have been searching for competent fighters ever since. At long last I have found them in your crew.
King: Will you lend your strength to ensure peace reigns in our skies?
(Captain) and company cannot help but respect King for his dedication to the safety of the Sky Realm even as he lives modestly in the heart of the slums.
  1. Leave it to me.


Choose: Leave it to me.

Vyrn: Yeah! We got it covered!
King: Your courage is a beacon of light in these dark streets! I wish you the best of luck. My meager capabilities are at your disposal as well.
A primal beast slumbers in a card.
The crew joins forces with King so that the seal on this terrible force may never be broken.