Scenario:Vajra - Guardian of the West-Northwest
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Guardian of the West-Northwest
(Captain) and company struggle to break up a dispute at the Canine Temple, but the year spirit Vajra appears and immediately resolves the issue. She and her trusty canine, Garjana, join the crew as part of her journey for self-improvement.
The crew visits a special location to celebrate the new year.
Lyria: This year's lucky direction is west-northwest, which means this Canine Temple must be the right place...
Vyrn: So whoever's guardian here is this year's spirit, huh?
Lyria: Yes! That seems right!
Vyrn: It's quite impressive, I tell ya!
They look ahead to find large crowds gathered around the Canine Temple, consecrated in the name of one of the Twelve Divine Generals.
Lyria: Everyone must be here to pray for good fortune.
Vyrn: Yep, it's a once-in-a-year thing, and people don't wanna miss out! I mean, here we are ourselves.
Vyrn: But somehow...
Vyrn cocks his head in wonder at all the visitors before them.
Vyrn: Is it just me, or does it seem kinda rowdy?
Lyria: Rowdy? What do you mean?
Vyrn: My gut tells me lotsa people out here are packin'.
Lyria: Now that you mention it...
Lyria: A lot of them seem to be soldiers or agents.
Vyrn: I know it's New Years and all, and that anyone can come for a prayer or two...
Vyrn: But there's just way too many of them.
Lyria: That's a good point... Let's try asking around.
Lyria: Excuse me!
Visitor 1: Yes? What's the matter?
Lyria: There seem to be a lot of soldiers and other people carrying weapons today. Do you know if something happened?
Visitor 1: Well, this is the Canine Temple after all.
Vyrn: What's that supposed to mean?
Visitor 1: The canine year spirit is commonly referred to as a deity of war.
Lyria: D-deity of war?
Visitor 1: It's only natural to see those wishing for martial fortune flock here in droves.
Visitor 1: They come to pray for success in battle.
Lyria: Aah, that makes a lot of sense!
Visitor 1: But of course, just like with the other directional temples, many come to pray for good luck in general.
(Captain) and company are quickly convinced.
Lyria: It all makes sense now.
Vyrn: For sure!
Vyrn: Hey, (Captain)!
Vyrn: We might as well pray that we can become stronger ourselves!
Lyria: Teehee. I'll pray for everyone's continued good health as usual!
Vyrn: Hahah! Always appreciated, Lyria!
Vyrn: That guy mentioned the deity of war...
Lyria: He was probably referring to the Divine General of the temple.
Vyrn: Must be one heckuva character.
Lyria: Sounds really frightening...
Vyrn: Could be.
Lyria: I'm getting anxious just thinking about it...
Right that moment...
???: Screw you! Try saying that again to my face!
A raucous clamor arises from the crowds.
Vyrn: What's the fuss over there?
Lyria: I hope a fight doesn't break out!
Vyrn: Yeah, we can't have that happening with so many people around!
Lyria: We should put a stop to it...
Visitor 3: How many times do I have to say it before it sticks in your brain! You have absolutely no business being an agent!
Visitor 2: You chose the wrong day to pick a fight with me, buster!
Vyrn: Not good.
Lyria: We need to stop them before other people get hurt.
Vyrn: All right then...
Visitor 2: Whoa!
Visitor 3: The heck?
A shadow descends upon the two men who were about to clash.
A giant canine around Lyria's height appears before them.
Visitor 2: What's with this mutt?
It does not growl, nor does it bark—the canine simply looms with its commanding presence.
Visitor 3: Wh-what do you think you're looking at!
Visitor 1: Wait, check out that armor...
Visitor 4: C-could it be the keeper...
Faint mutterings abound as the other visitors peer at the two squabblers and the canine.
Lyria: Wasn't the keeper supposed to be this year's spirit and one of the Twelve Divine Generals?
Vyrn: That's what I thought too...
Vyrn: Maybe the Divine General of the Canine Temple just happens to be a dog.
Lyria: That doggie is a Divine General?
Vyrn: All I know is that it means business from the looks of it...
(Captain) gulps and nods in agreement.
???: You guys done fighting?
Lyria: Wait... Whose voice was that?
Visitor 2: Wh-what is it this time?
Lyria: A girl?
A girl of tender years gracefully lands beside the giant canine.
???: Looks like you didn't even need me.
???: Thanks, Gar. Good doggie!
Her lips break into a satisfied smile as she heartily pets the canine.
Visitor 3: The heck am I seeing here?
Visitor 2: All right, missy. Why don't you be a good girl and take that mutt elsewhere?
Visitor 3: That's right. Don't butt in where you're not needed.
???: "Not needed," you say?
???: You should know that I don't like to see fighting on temple grounds. It's a nuisance to the other visitors.
Visitor 2: Miss, I'd advise you zip it unless you're looking for a thrashing.
???: Heh, you guys are hopeless.
Visitor 3: Rgh! Don't make fun of your elders, girlie!
The canine steps forward as if to protect her, but she graciously refuses the gesture.
???: It's okay, Gar.
Visitor 2: Why you little!
Her unflappable attitude rubs the men the wrong way.
Visitor 2: I've had enough of your highfalutin attitude! Get ready for a spankin'!
The girl cracks a smile as the men clench their fists in anger.
???: About time! Come at me!
Visitor 3: Now you're gonna get it!
Visitor 2: You little snot!
Visitor 2: Urgh!
???: Take that!
Visitor 3: Ack!
???: It's over.
Cheers arise from the crowd as she swiftly sweeps the men off their feet.
Visitor 4: She's the keeper!
Visitor 1: Our guardian!
Vajra: Yep, that's me! I'm Vajra, and this is Garjana.
Vajra: Sorry for that ruckus.
Visitor 2: Rgh... Is she really one of the Twelve Divine Generals?
Vajra: So are you two gonna cut it out or what?
Visitor 3: Ngh...
With Vajra's identity revealed, the two men look up in awe and bob their heads in nervous agreement.
Vajra: Good boys!
Vajra: Striving to become stronger is always a good thing. Just as long as you're not bothering others.
Visitor 2: I'm so sorry...
Lyria: Oopsie, I guess the doggie wasn't the Divine General after all.
Vyrn: So that's her, huh?
Vyrn: She's definitely strong, but she's not as menacing as I thought a deity of war might be.
Vajra: Whew, it sure is lively come New Year's.
Vajra: If only I had a place I could let loose a bit...
Vajra: Maybe I should start a fighting tournament of sorts...
As if suddenly recalling something, Garjana nips Vajra's cuff and tugs on her sleeve.
Vajra: Oh, is it time already? We'd best get going then!
She looks around and catches sight of (Captain) and company.
Vajra: You guys have a strange scent about you.
Vyrn: You saying we smell?
Vajra: You know...
At another tug from Garjana, Vajra promptly turns around.
Vajra: Ah, right. Sorry. We'll be out of here soon enough.
Vajra gives Garjana a reassuring pat before turning to look at the crew once more.
Vajra: Think you can stay on the island until nightfall?
Vajra: Good! I'll meet up with you later! See you then!
Vajra: It's a promise!
Vyrn: Whoa now...
Vajra: C'mon, Gar!
Vajra mounts Garjana and rides into the horizon, leaving behind the confused crew.
Lyria: So... what should we do?
Vyrn: I guess we'll just have to watch the grass grow until she shows up again.
Lyria: Yeah, we might just have to do that.
(Captain) ponders on the meaning of what looked like a gentle bow from Garjana only moments earlier.
Vajra: Hello! Hello!
Just as Vajra had announced, she comes upon the crew right outside the Grandcypher.
Vyrn: You really came. But how'd you even know where to find us?
Vyrn: I mean, our airship's not the only one docked here today. Especially considering there's so many people here for New Year's.
Lyria: That's true. How did you find us?
Vajra: Actually, I asked everyone about you guys.
Vyrn: Everyone? You mean the other temple visitors?
Vajra: Mm-hm. Word is you skyfarers can handle your own. And that you're headed for Estalucia.
Lyria: That's right! We're adventuring all over, but Estalucia's our end goal!
Vajra: That's amazing!
Lyria: Yeah! It's so much fun!
Vajra: I wish I could join you! In fact, why don't you let me?
Vyrn: Whoa, what's this all of a sudden?
Vajra: Oh, right. I suppose I should explain myself first.
Vajra: You know how those in my tribe are known as deities of war?
Lyria: Yeah, we heard about that at the temple this afternoon. You must be really strong!
Vajra: Nope, I still have a long way to go. That's why I need to go on a journey to really toughen myself up.
Vyrn: So that's what this is about?
Vajra: Besides, your scent is unlike any other, which is what caught my attention in the first place.
Lyria: Our scent?
Vyrn: Hey, I don't think we smell that funny, but you're welcome to join us!
Vajra: Yeah? Thanks a bunch!
Vajra: You're the captain, right?
Vajra flashes (Captain) a big, wide grin.
Vajra: Garjana and I are glad to be in your crew!
Garjana, too, turns to (Captain) and gently lowers its head in a friendly nod.
Vajra: You don't like dogs?
Vajra: Don't worry! Gar might seem menacing, but he's super nice!
Vyrn: You sure he won't bite?
Lyria: Hehe, I'm sure it'll be fine. Just look at how docile he is.
Vajra: Appreciate it!
Lyria: Teehee. Here's to a fun and exciting journey, you two!
Lyria's eyes light up as she pets Garjana.
Vajra: Hahah! Gar's no mere pet. He's a friend, he's family... He's the best partner I could ever ask for!
Vyrn: Sounds like how (Captain) and I are best partners!
Lyria: Hey, no fair! I thought I was (Captain)'s best partner!
Vajra: Aww, how nice! But the best partners award goes to us!
And thus Vajra of the Twelve Divine Generals and her partner, Garjana, join the crew.
Expectations for the new year reach an all-time high with these refreshing new recruits aboard the Grandcypher.