Scenario:Rosine - Reunion
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Reunion
(Captain) and company stumble across a talking dog that shifts from being docile to extremely foul-mouthed and hostile. This meeting is interrupted by a woman's scream. Racing to the house where the scream came from, the crew discovers a man who is about to use his scythe on the woman inside. This man is Rosine's husband.
Rosine not in crew
One day after coming across a tale entitled Rosine's Rice Crackers, the crew decides to visit the real person it's based on.
Rosine: Why, hello there! Welcome, welcome, one and all!
A sweet old lady by the name of Rosine gives the crew a warm welcome, though the pack of children capering about her seem indifferent to them.
Sadly this woman has a tragic past.
She once happily lived with her surgeon husband deep in the woods.
That came to an end when an organization calling themselves the Primal Beast Research Agency kidnapped him.
Rosine: Now, I always have the children and the islanders with me, so my loneliness left me long ago.
Rosine: But y'know... It'd be nice if I could see him one last time...
Even the children of the island know that deep down in the old woman's heart, her solitude never truly disappeared.
They encourage her to go on a journey to find her missing husband.
Rosine: Lillian, Vernon, and (Captain). Thank you for having me aboard.
To expedite the reunion between these two lost loves, the crew visits a certain mountain village following a tip.
(Captain) helps Rosine along the rugged village grounds.
Vyrn: Um, anyone else think this "grim reaper" person is all too convenient?
Lyria: I do!
Vyrn: And according to the rumors, he doesn't sound like the kindly old grandpa Rosine described to us.
Earlier the crew had gone to the Knickknack Shack about a tip that someone has been found possibly matching Rosine's husband.
Sierokarte: They say he appears next to someone's death bed on the wings of nightmares. Or that he vanishes to the chorus of agonized screams.
Sierokarte: He attacks every night when people are asleep to quench the bloodlust of his scythe.
Sierokarte: That's how the rumors go anyway.
Vyrn: I can't tell which parts of Siero's info are real or fake.
Vyrn: But if it turns out he's not the old guy we're looking for, we'd better have plan B ready!
Lyria: Yes! We have to keep Rosine safe at all costs!
Rosine: Thank you, dearies.
Arriving at the village, the crew immediately sets upon digging up what information they can.
But tracking down such a supposedly dangerous individual is unexpectedly fruitless, much less having any hopes of finding a run-of-the-mill old man.
Days pass by with little progress made in the search.
Lyria: Gosh, Granny! Look at all the pretty little white flowers!
Rosine: Well, isn't that something? Sprouty little sweethearts...
???: Rose?
Rose. Come take a look at this.
Rose. Come take a look at this.
Rosine: Coming...
What is it?
What is it?
Rosine: Bless my heart! I had no idea these beauties were blooming here.
???: The children heard you saying how much you liked them, so they planted some for you.
Rosine: Such darlings...
???: That way when they bloom every year around this time, you'll have joy to match.
Rosine: Hahaha. Cuter flowers there never were.
???: You make a wonderful mother.
Rosine: Because I have you.
Rosine: ...
Vyrn: Doesn't make sense though. You'd think we'd at least hear a whisper about this scary customer by now.
Lyria: Mm... We asked everyone that lives here, but no one knows anything.
They continue to search every nook of the village but find not a single trace of this mysterious person.
Rosine: Whoever it was has probably moved on by now.
Rosine: Thank you, (Captain). You've looked long enough.
Rosine: We'll just have to cut our losses. Let's head home.
Rosine accepts the harsh reality. The crew trudges back to the airship, clearly dejected.
???: Awooo!
Vyrn: Uh, did you hear that?
Lyria: It sounded like a dog! It came from over there!
The crew ventures deeper into the forest to ascertain the owner of the voice.
Dog: Whimper... Bark, bark! Whine...
A large dog with flowing golden fur winces in pain from having its leg caught in a trap.
Rosine: Oh no, no, no! How absolutely dreadful!
As Rosine approaches the dog, its pained yelps become menacing growls.
Dog: Grr... Woof, woof!
Vyrn: Er, hey, uh, Granny? You shouldn't go near a panicking dog!
Rosine: I can't leave it stuck like that. Will you help me, (Captain)?
Rosine and (Captain) take small deliberate steps toward the trapped animal.
Dog: Grrr...
Rosine: Aw, I know it hurts. It's okay. Don't be afraid. Just bear with it a little longer.
Rosine stretches out her hand for the dog to smell. In her hand is senbei, a type of rice cracker.
Dog: Sniff, sniff...
Rosine: It's for you.
Distracted by the delicious aroma of the senbei, the dog takes a timid bite.
In that instant (Captain) undoes the trap, freeing its captive.
Rosine: What a relief. Thank you, (Captain).
Dog: Arf, arf, thank you, arf, arf!
Vyrn: Whoa! You can talk?
Lyria: I heard it too! You're not a normal dog, are you?
Rosine: Heehee. You must be hungry. Here, take all you want.
Dog: Woof, woof! Lick...
Rosine: Haha, that tickles. This old lady doesn't have senbei for hands, y'know.
Vyrn: How's your head, dog? Looks like you got hit up there—
Dog: Awooo!
Vyrn: Oh no! Does it hurt?
Dog: Whine... Don't touch me, you bloated gasbag!
Vyrn: Wha!
Lyria: Eeek!
Rosine: Come again?
The dog's demeanor suddenly shifts, its glare as piercing as a demon's, its thirst for blood aimed squarely at the crew.
(Captain) instinctively draws a sword against this perceived threat.
Dog: Snort. Don't make me laugh.
Dog: Lure me in with a pleasant facade before slicing my belly open. I see through your tricks!
Lyria: That's not what we had in mind at all! (Captain) would never do such a thing!
Dog: Nice try, but all people are the same! Scum-suckers who talk big to stroke their own egos while stepping all over us!
Lyria: ...!
Dog: That's why people are rotten sacks of useless flesh! Mange-ridden parasites!
Vyrn: The heck's your problem! What did we do to you?
Dog: Shut your stupid mouth!
Dog: Why am I being forced to live like this?
Dog: I'm gonna tear into that decaying geezer's neck and rip the life out of him!
Vyrn: Oh crap... This ain't good!
Woman's Scream: Aaaaah!
Dog: ...!
Dog: Whimper...
Lyria: That was a woman's scream!
Vyrn: I'm more worried about that dog, so I'm going after it first!
Lyria: ...!
We should go too.
We should go too.
Rosine: Right!
Lyria: Huff... huff... Are you doing okay, Granny?
Rosine: Yes, I'm fine!
Vyrn: There you guys are! I lost the dog, but I think that scream we heard came from this house!
Lyria: That dog seemed really sad to me.
Vyrn: Yeah, that's why I chased after it.
Vyrn: But since we're here now, might as well check out what that scream was about!
Lyria: Yes, we should!
Lyria: Um, hello? Is everything all right? We heard a scream, and—
Reacting to the commotion from outside, the door of the house slowly opens.
???: ...
A hooded figure stands in the doorway, with his large scythe seemingly ready to slice open the throat of the woman lying in bed.
Rosine: My love...