Scenario:Noire - Let Me In
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Let Me In
(Captain) and company are manning a city gate as part of a job request when a woman armed with a giant sword attempts to gain entry. Her name is Noire, and she's actually a primal beast with a split personality; her alter ego takes over if she loses contact with the sword. Noire is looking for someone, and the crew agrees to help.
(Captain) and the crew have agreed to lend a helping hand to the city watch of a certain island.
Guardsman: You have no weapons to declare, and the purpose of your visit is to sell wares, correct? All right then, move along.
Vyrn: Yawn... So much for us bein' useful. Gate watchin' is so uneventful that Lyria even went off to go do some shopping.
Guardsman: Your presence alone serves as a valuable deterrent. Organized crime is on the rise, and we're spread thin as it is.
Vyrn: Ah, gotcha. But seriously though, who's crazy enough to waltz up to security lookin' all—
???: ...
Vyrn & Guardsman: Shadyyy!
???: Ack!
???: Am I?
Guardsman: Did you honestly think a sword of that enormity would go unnoticed!
Vyrn: And those flappers look too real to be part of a costume!
???: Indeed. Foiled by my own hubris. I was a fool to believe this city would welcome a lowly louse.
Vyrn: Aw, c'mon. I didn't exactly put it like that...
???: Oh, good. Then thank you for letting me through.
Vyrn: Okay, I definitely don't mean that either!
???: And yet, I'm not the only one with wings. So if a flying, talking lizard is afforded a pass, where is mine?
Vyrn: Watch it, lady! I ain't no—
Guardsman: That lizard has already been vetted. But if you want access to the city, then your weapon stays with us.
???: Gasp! Relinquish... my sword?
???: Bad idea... Dangerous, even. Mm-hm... It's for their own good...
Vyrn: Mumblin' just makes ya more suspicious, y'know.
???: ...
???: You should really let me in with my sword. It's not worth the regret if you don't.
Lyria: Vyrn! Everyone! I was on my way back from picking up snacks for us when I sensed a primal beast!
Vyrn: Whoa, for real? Could this lady be a—
Guardsman: Now see here, missy! That blade is coming with me!
???: No! S-stop! You're making a big—
???: Mistake.
Lyria arrives back at the city gate just in time to see the guardsman rip the sword away from the woman's—or rather primal beast's—grasp.
Lyria: The primal's aura! It... changed!
???: You dared to wrest my sword from me, tin man?
Guardsman: I-is that a threat? I'm warning you—
???: Hot damn! Bleh, glad to be free of that headache.
Vyrn: Wha?
???: Sword's all yours! Keep it forever for all I care.
Lyria: Oh my... Why would you give it up like that?
Guardsman: Er, your sudden compliance is appreciated. Anyway, you may return here to claim it upon leaving.
???: Anything else? No? Then step aside.
Guardsman: H-hold it! Not so fast!
???: What now? I have things to do.
Vyrn: Such as? We need to know why you came to this city.
???: I'm here to kick off a mega-supreme big bang quiz bowl of death.
Vyrn: Say that again?
???: The rules are simple! Participants—myself included—duke it out to answer the most questions correctly!
???: And after I cruise to an easy victory, the losers earn a one-way trip to the great beyond! It's the ultimate win-win competition!
The Others: ...
???: There, I told you. Okay, bye.
Vyrn: Red alert! Red alert!
Guardsman: I'll run for reinforcements! Keep her from entering the city at all costs!
???: You wanna piece of me, pup? Hah! Not my job to stop kiddies from making bad life choices!
???: Wasn't in the mood to battle today, but screw it! Let the quizzing begin! The topic is combat!
???: Dun-dun-dun! Question: Do you stand a chance in hell against me, the strongest being in the world?
???: Wrong! It was a trick question meant to trigger your speedy death!
A blur of a fist hurtles in without warning, but (Captain)'s sword intercepts the ambush in the nick of time. The assailant grins hungrily.
???: Nice rebuttal. Guess I'm not the only one taking this test too lightly.
As (Captain) grapples with the real question of what to do next, the captain glances at the giant sword set aside by the guardsman, and an answer suddenly emerges.
Lyria: I-it's that sword! The second it left her hand, I sensed a complete shift in her aura!
Backed by Lyria's testimony, (Captain) immediately grabs the weapon and swings it with full force at the mystery woman.
Choose: Here's a problem for you!
Choose: Answer this!
Down comes the colossal blade, only to be effortlessly halted by the cocky foe.
???: Gahahaha! Never mind! You are as dumb as I thought! This is how you throw a hard-hitting quest—
???: ...
???: No!
???: Y-you... You little... Hoisted by my own petard!
???: Ngh... Mm...
Lyria: Ah, the aura is shifting again...
???: Um? What was I...
???: Oh... Oh no... Sigh. Now I've gone and done it... In the vicinity of many skydwellers, no less.
???: Let me start by saying that I'm sorry for what I... Well, technically speaking, that wasn't me, so I guess I'm saying sorry for what she did.
Vyrn: What's with this lady? She lost all her bark as soon as she grabbed the sword.
Guardsman: There she is! That woman mustn't be allowed to put people in jeopardy with her quiz scam!
???: Oops, I got myself arrested. What's to become of me now, I wonder? If I grovel, beg, and ugly-cry, will they spare my life?
Lyria: This doesn't look good! They're going to take her away!
The city guards prepare to bring in the winged woman, unaware of the carnage that could ensue should the primal suddenly erupt again.
Fearing the worst case scenario, the crew frantically proposes a compromise.
Watch Captain: You want to interrogate her yourselves? Hm... There's nothing concrete we can charge her with anyway. Simply acting suspicious isn't a crime.
Watch Captain: Fine. I'm releasing her into your custody. Besides, I don't have enough personnel to deal with this at the moment.
Following the successful negotiation, the crew decides to bring the woman away from the populace and back to the ship.
The primal beast is remarkably calm and subdued, in stark contrast to the stormy persona that had clashed with the crew. She introduces herself as Noire.
Noire: So this is how it ends. Packed into a crate to be shipped off to some far-off island where I'll wither away into nothing.
Noire: If that's the way the winds are blowing, could you at least take me for a spin around the world—just once—before sending me away?
Vyrn: Boy, the difference in her attitude is night and day. What exactly made her pop off back then?
Lyria: Noire's aura is so strange... I can't really explain it, but there must be a reason why.
Wary eyes focus on Noire. She sighs, perceiving what her overseers wish to ask, and opens up about herself bit by bit.
Noire: I just woke up not too long ago, and I've been traveling across the skies ever since.
Noire: I'm looking for someone, and I followed a lead to this city. There's supposed to be a clue here.
Vyrn: You were goin' on about some... mega... big bang... quiz bowl thingy? What the heck is that?
Noire: Uggh... Did such mortifying words really escape my mouth? After all these centuries, that's the most humiliating thing anyone could have said I did...
Lyria: You mean you don't remember what happened back at the city gates?
Noire: Well...
For a while the primal beast says nothing. Finally (Captain) gestures to the giant sword Noire is clutching against her body.
Lyria: Oh, that's right! When the guardsman yanked your sword away, the mood around you suddenly changed completely.
Noire: ...
Noire: Have you ever heard of a "split personality"?
Noire: Inside this body there exists another "me." A me who treats everything like a duel. A me who is perhaps... not all there.
Noire: My other half keeps trying to take control. She isn't evil, though she is unhelpful when it comes to finding missing persons.
Lyria: Ah... Now that you mention it, your aura is like... two auras overlapping?
Noire: This sword has the power to restrain her as long as I'm touching it.
Vyrn: Riiight... In other words, without the sword, the scary version of you comes out. Is that the gist?
Noire's story sounds so preposterous—so farfetched. And yet there isn't a hint of deception in her demeanor.
On the contrary, the sword hums with a cryptic vibe not of this world, which seems to implicitly prove that Noire speaks the truth.
Vyrn: If you wanted to get into the city that badly, why didn't you put those wings to good use and fly over the walls?
Noire: Haha, I know for a fact I would've gotten myself caught. So rather than cause a scene, I took a gamble on entering through the gates like a normal person.
Vyrn: Erm... Maybe you shouldn't be so proud about your ability to get caught...
Noire: Not that anything matters anymore. I am at your mercy now—you, my captors.
Noire: Go on then; lock me up for the rest of my life and do... whatever it is you plan to do with me. My only request is that I be confined in the most luxurious room you have.
Choose: We'll help you get into the city.
Noire: Oh?
Lyria: Yep! We should be able to do that much for you.
Vyrn: I still think you're trouble waiting to happen, but at least this way we can keep an eye on ya.
Noire: ...
Noire: To think you would accompany this poor soul on her travels throughout the realm...
Vyrn: Nah, that ain't part of the deal.
Noire: Indeed not. Journeying through the skies in everlasting solitude is the most I deserve.
Vyrn: Would ya stop puttin' words in my mouth? Gah, why does she keep makin' things so complicated...
Vyrn: All right, (Captain). Guess we're doin' this, huh?
(Captain) nods and tells the listless primal that if they don't find a clue in the city, she's welcome to come along with the crew.
Lyria: That's a good idea. We visit lots of places!
Noire: A-are you being serious?
Noire: You're offering to... support me?
Lyria: Uh-huh! Happy to help!
Noire: Well in that case, I'll take one of the roomier cabins on the ship!
Vyrn: I wouldn't get carried away if I were you. Remember, this is only if we don't find any—
Lyria: Actually, I know the perfect cabin you can move into. Come on, I'll show you!
Vyrn: Yeesh, that primal's good at weaponizing pity. How do we keep running into these weirdos?
Noire, a primal beast with two personalities, is on a mission to find someone.
For now, no one can say what her future holds.