Scenario:Skull and Balurga - The Hand Left in the Past

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The Hand Left in the Past

Following the fall of Chamux, Balurga and Skull travel with the crew once more. They have had ample time to heal of their wounds, but Balurga is still without a right arm after the destruction of the Vulcan Claw. The two visit many shops in search of a suitable replacement without luck. Skull receives a letter from an unknown ex-Odajumoki member who informs them that the Vulcan Claw is in the sender's possession. Aware that the letter may be a setup for a trap, the two cautiously make their way back to North Vast.



Chamux—to those in a number of kingdoms that played host to the group's violent uprising, the name had inspired fear.
Its leader, Rhiogur, claimed to play host to the spirit of the previous Allfather of the Odajumoki Gang, Guzaletha. He used this claim to rope in ex-members of Odajumoki to form his new group.
Some time has passed since Skull, Balurga, and one of Guzaletha's blood relatives, Reizrit, put an end to their rampage.
Chamux stragglers now find themselves in the custody of the Crew of Enforcers, and the affected areas have enjoyed restored peace for a number of weeks.
Balurga: Hmmm...
Skull: Hey, hey! How's about this one? The blade's already real sharp, and it flings out at the press of a button!
Balurga: And what do you think's going happen if I accidentally activate it while rolling around in bed in the middle of the night?
Skull: Ah, you've got a point... that's just as sharp!
Skull: Okay, then how about the one on the shelf over there?
During the confrontation with Chamux and Rhiogur, Balurga was separated from the Vulcan Claw, the prosthetic weapon received from Guzaletha.
The weapon was lost in the chaos that ensued.
Now fully healed, Balurga is accompanied by Skull on a trip to a manufacturing town to find a replacement.
Balurga: Hey now, not bad! It's about the same size as the Vulcan Claw, and the build looks pretty good too.
Balurga: You mind if I try this one out?
Shopkeeper: Course not! Take a seat, I'll attach it for ya.
Shopkeeper: All right. It may feel a tad more loose than usual since this is a test fit, but go ahead and move it around.
Balurga: Thanks. Weight feels good... And the size is no problem at all.
Balurga: I could get used to this... I guess...
Balurga: ...
Skull: What's wrong, Balurga? Going all quiet all of a sudden...
Balurga: Eh, it's just that... Something feels a little off. It's probably because it's new and all...
Balurga: But I get the feeling that this guy isn't the one for me.
Skull: ...
Shopkeeper: That's just a thing with prosthetics at first. Takes some time to get used to 'em.
Balurga: Yeah, you're right. It's a great piece and all, but maybe not the right fit for me.
Balurga: Sorry, putting you through the trouble of attaching it and all...
Shopkeeper: Not at all, not at all. I sell things that become one with your own body—I know all about the thought that goes into buyin' one.
Shopkeeper: So shop around, and make the choice that's best for you.
Balurga: Thanks. I'll do exactly that.
Shopkeeper: Great! Hope you find that perfect fit!
After thanking the shopkeeper, Balurga and Skull make their way to the next shop on the list they received from the crew.
However, today would not be the day Balurga gains a new right hand.
Balurga: Sigh... I just couldn't find it.
Balurga: Sorry for wasting your day, Skull.
Skull: Don't worry about me! I'm the one who insisted I'd go with ya, after all.
Skull: Besides, it's pretty much all my fault that you lost the Vulcan Claw in the first place...
Balurga: Huh? I thought I told you to knock it off with that.
Balurga: Or maybe you just plan to keep wallowing over it forever?
Skull: D-don't go thinkin' that I'm feeling sorry for you! What went down back there hurt my pride!
Skull: Givin' you some of my own money for a replacement is just one way I'm working on patching it up.
Balurga: And I'm saying I don't need it. I know you spend most of your money on dog food.
Skull: Just take it. Only ends up being better in the end for you.
Skull: Or you know what? Don't!
Skull: How's about I just go and become your right hand?
Balurga: Huh?
Skull: If you can't find one of them arms that's to your liking, then why not just have me do the job?
Skull: Come on, it'll be great! No more inconvenience!
Skull: And then you wouldn't need to buy a hand you don't like! Apply now and you'll even get one Skull Jr. free!
Skull: Deal of the century, don't ya think? After all, you get the genius that came up with this genius plan!
Balurga: Hm... Getting to boss you around all day does sound kind of appealing.
Skull: Hey! I'd be your right hand, not your gopher!
Balurga: Close enough. But anyway, you're the last person I'd want looking after me!
Noticing a change in Skull's expression upon hearing those words, Balurga gives an exasperated sigh.
Balurga: My bad, I know you're just trying to help. Sorry I'm being a drag.
Skull: Nah, you shouldn't be apologizing. It's just my pride won't let me sit and do nothing!
Skull: For now, let's just take that old shopkeeper's advice and keep on searching around for one you like.
Skull: And until then if you really need something, even a gopher, I got you covered!
Balurga: Right... Well if you insist, I'll take you up on that.
Balurga: And that money you offered, if I find a good fit. That work for you?
Skull: Yep, you know it!
Skull: Oh, but... at least leave me enough for Skull Jr.'s chow!
Though unable to find what they were looking for, the two head back to rejoin the crew in high spirits.
Skull: Phew...
Skull Jr.: Whine...
Later that night.
Returning to his room onboard the Grandcypher after a filling meal, Skull lets out a large sigh.
Skull: Balurga won't say it, but I've figured out the rub.
Skull: Nothing compares to the Vulcan Claw that Balurga got from Allfather...
Skull Jr.: Woof!
Skull: Right? You get it, dontcha, partner? Atta good boy!
Skull: The Vulcan Claw was to Balurga like you are to me, Skull Jr. It can't be up and replaced so easily.
Skull: But what exactly about it made it so special?
Skull: If we can pinpoint that, maybe we'd have an easier time searching... Would he just tell me if I asked though?
Bored of Skull's endless worrying, Skull Jr. stretches mightly then shifts his attention toward the window.
Skull Jr.: Woof!
Skull: Hey, enough yappin', Skull Jr.! You tryin' to get (Captain) on our case again!
Skull Jr.: Woof, woof!
Skull Jr. ignores the scolding and continues to make a fuss. He scratches at the window as if to force it open himself.
Skull: Hey, I said to knock that off! You still owe me for when you broke the glass last time!
Skull Jr.: Whine...
Skull: Huh? Something outside the window?
Chipsqueak: Squeak.
Skull: Wha... Why if it ain't Chipsqueak! What the heck are you doing here?
Chipsqueak is the name that Skull gave to this small creature when he first encountered it at the Chamux base.
Having not gotten a chance to say goodbye, Skull never imagined that they would be reunited.
Skull: Did you really come all this way all by yourself? Hahaha, that's amazin'!
Skull: You coulda just stayed back there and lived in peace. Did ya miss me that much?
Chipsqueak: Squeak, squeak.
Skull: Hm? What's that? A letter?
Skull: Who in the skies is sending a letter like this...
Skull: ...!
Skull: Wh-wh-what the heck!
Skull can hardly contain his excitement after reading through the contents of the letter.
Skull: Baaaluuurgaaa!
Balurga: Shut up, you idiot! Do you even know what time it is?
Skull: Don't call me an idiot, idiot!
Skull: Wait, now's not the time for this! Look at this letter!
Balurga: Huh, a letter? Why? From who?
Balurga unfolds the wrinkled stationery and begins to read over the contents.
The handwriting is no feast for the eyes, and the words get to nothing but the point.
Balurga: "I have the Vulcan Claw. Come get it if you want it."
Balurga: Is this your idea of a prank or something? The sender didn't even write their name!
Skull: No! And Chipsqueak's the one who delivered it.
Skull: He's the little guy I met when I was locked up in the Chamux hideout.
Skull: So I guess this letter must be from someone back there?
Balurga: So what, is this from some ex-Odajumoki guy?
Balurga: I can't imagine anyone back there would be trying to get in touch with us on friendly terms. Why would they send this?
Skull: I dunno... But I trust Chipsqueak with my very life, so it's definitely not a trap! Probably!
Skull: Look, they say they're gonna give it back to ya. Let's take 'em up on it.
Taking in Skull's words, Balurga ponders a course of action.
Balurga: The Vulcan Claw... It's done its job. It's not like a man to cling on to something that's already been lost.
Balurga: We've been through so much though. It was like a partner to me.
Balurga: It wouldn't feel right to part ways without some kind of proper send-off.
Balurga: All right, I've made up my mind. Let's go. I suppose you have some sort of idea of who sent this letter?
Skull: Yep! Or at least, we should be able to track our mystery sender down. There was a map inside the envelope that Chipsqueak delivered.
Balurga: Back we go, to North Vast!
With that, both Balurga and Skull find themselves bound for their homeland of North Vast once more.