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Timid Apprentice
(Captain) and company save a young man named Stan from monsters. He then says he wants to be (Captain)'s apprentice, but when Vyrn suggests hunting some monsters as practice, Stan is quick to find an excuse not to fight.
(Captain)'s crew fights back wave after wave of monsters attacking a certain town.
A young man stands screaming in terror, the monsters closing in. The crew barely gets to him in time.
???: I was trying to get them to let their guard down so I could wipe 'em out all at once. Looks like you guys beat me to it though!
???: I mean, I could've handled it all on my own, but who likes a glory hog, right?
Vyrn: Sigh... Who is this clown?
Lyria: Hee-hee... He seems like a fun guy!
???: By the way, are you guys leaving already?
Lyria: We are!
I'm pretty sure there are still a lot of monsters in town.
???: Wait. Aren't you scared of taking them on all by yourselves?
I'll come with you! You know, to help out!
Lyria: Wha?
Um... I don't know about that...
Vyrn: Ahem! We're skyfarers! No stinking monsters are gonna get the best of us!
???: Seriously?
Vyrn: Time to go! See you later, kid! The next time you see signs of trouble, just run away.
???: W-wait! Wait up! You've made your point! I'll tell you the truth!
???: J-just let me be your apprentice!
Vyrn: What's that supposed to mean?
Stan: I'm Stan. I've always talked the talk, but I've never been able to walk the walk...
Stan: So I'm begging you!
I wanna be strong like you!
- Come with us then.
- An apprentice? I don't know...
Choose: Come with us then.Stan: R-really? Thanks!
Choose: An apprentice? I don't know...Stan: I mean, I don't have to be an apprentice!
I'll do anything, so just take me with you!
Vyrn: Geez... What a pain.
Continue 1Stan: I promise to train every day so I can catch up to you as soon as possible.
Vyrn: Heh-heh... Careful, kid. You have no clue how strong (Captain) is. You're in for a rough ride.
Stan: You just leave that to me!
When it comes to determination, I'm the strongest there is!
Vyrn: Sounds good!
Let's get you started by taking down some monsters!
Stan: M-monsters? Um... Well, the thing is, I've got this sore in my mouth, and...
Thus Stan joins (Captain) on the road.
Will the day ever come when he can rival (Captain)? Only the endless skies know.
I Spy a Monster!
During Stan's daily training as (Captain)'s apprentice, he says he senses monsters. Monsters actually show up as he said, and a battle ensues.
Vyrn: Attaboy! Next up, a hundred push-ups! Show me some hustle, Stan!
Stan: I won't let you down, lizard! Rawr!
After joining (Captain) and company, Stan trains every day.
Lyria: Hee-hee... Looks like you're working hard, Stan!
Vyrn: Get with the program! Ninety more!
Stan: Huff... Huff... Hey, lizard... Can we call it a day?
Vyrn: I ain't no lizard! And what are you talking about? You're not even halfway done!
Stan: Wheeze... Wheeze... It's because... You know! Don't you feel it?
Stan: I sense monsters around here.
Monster: Groar!
Stan: Huh? What the? They were really there...
Vyrn: Wow, that's amazing! You noticed them faster than anyone!
Stan: O-of course! Ain't I great? When I really focus, I can tell where every monster on the island is!
Vyrn: All right! Defeating a few of 'em should be no problem for you then!
Stan: Leave it to me! Let's get 'em!
I Spy a Monster!: Scene 2
(Captain) and company head to the den of some monsters Stan agreed to hunt. He says he senses monsters but is wrong time and time again, and he eventually ends up getting attacked from behind.
Lyria: Ugh... Are you sure about this?
Stan: You bet! I got this!
Feeling confident, Stan accepts a monster hunting mission.
Stan: A monster den, huh? Ha! What chance do a few monsters have against Stan the Man?
Vyrn: Oh, brother... I mean, it was fine for him to be happy with the results of his training, but this is ridiculous.
Stan: Oh! This feeling... They're close! Monsters!
Lyria: Um... I don't see anything.
Stan: Oh... W-well, I had too much energy to sleep last night, so maybe I'm a little off.
Stan: Wait! Over there! This time there's no mistake!
Vyrn: Sigh... So you got it right the last time by sheer luck.
Stan: N-no! I'm running on a lack of sleep and I got this heavy feeling in my gut...
Lyria: ...?
Stan! Behind you!
Stan: Huh?
Monster: Groar!
Stan: Whoa! Where'd they come from?
Vyrn: I told you so! Get ready, (Captain)! We'll beat them down!
I Spy a Monster!: Scene 3
Stan is upset that his ability to sense monsters is just a fluke, but Vyrn tells him it's fine to gain strength little by little. When Stan is told to do a thousand push-ups, he pretends his stomach hurts.
Stan: Sigh... So my ability to sense the monsters was just a lucky guess.
Lyria: B-but you looked really cool when you fought! Right, (Captain)?
Stan: Ugh... This is no good. Aliza's gonna laugh at me again.
Vyrn: There, there... Just take it slowly and grow stronger little by little!
Vyrn: And cheer up!
You were the same way, right, (Captain)? You've been training for a long time!
Stan: Yeah... I guess you're right. Getting stronger just isn't that easy.
Stan: That settles it! Starting today I'll shift my focus to making slow but steady progress!
Vyrn: That's the spirit! Now let's start with a thousand push-ups!
Stan: Huh?
Stan: Uh... I think my stomach is starting to hurt.
In order to grow stronger, Stan renews his vow to train.
But the path to becoming a powerful warrior is a long and treacherous one.
State of the Princess
Stan tells Ange all about the princess he used to work for. From his account, Ange suspects that Stan was oblivious to the feelings that the princess had for him, and so decides to give him lessons in being a proper gentleman. They become partners on the path to princeliness.
Ange stops by to talk to Stan as he is hanging laundry on the deck.
Ange: Stan! Here you are! Do you have a moment?
Stan: Hm? Ah, hold on a second. Almost done here... and there. Something you need?
Ange: Good work! This is something I just heard through the grapevine... but did you work in a noble house?
Stan: Yup, that's right. I worked for a noble house over in Valtz. Served the princess, mostly.
Ange: That's awesome! Can you do me a favor, Stan?! Tell me how a real princess lives!
Stan: Um... Real, you say...
Ange: Hehe... Well, you see, I'm looking for a princess. And I need to know everything I can to be the perfect prince!
Stan: Hm... is that right? Well, sure. I'm glad to help if I can.
Ange: That's great! So princesses must lead pretty elegant lives, right? Tea parties every day...
Stan: Sure, they had tea parties and stuff. But it always felt like fuddie-duddies having a conference. Didn't seem like much fun.
Ange: Oh, really? Did they eat fancy cakes and drink with their pinkies out and have elegant conversations?
Stan: Whew! Pretty imaginative, aren't you? Then again, I guess that's pretty much what it was like on the surface.
Stan: Anyway. The princess had a pretty big sweet tooth but loved meat even more.
Ange: Wow! I thought princesses only ate salad!
Stan: Where do you even get that idea... Granted, the family I served was pretty big on fighting.
Ange: Wait... fighting? I thought princesses were supposed to be more... graceful. You know, wear dresses, go to balls...
Stan: Oh, yeah. There is that. But she didn't like dresses one bit. And she hated sitting around.
Stan: It was like I was... like I was her practice dummy all day, every day...
Ange: That sounds pretty rough... I guess I had it all wrong about princesses.
Ange: A brand spanking new kind of princess! I guess she'd be the one to protect you from monsters instead of the other way around.
Stan: Yeah! That's exactly what she was like!
Stan: But she was always up to some trouble. I always got dragged into her little games since we were kids.
Ange: Really? Hah! Like a tomboy? That's adorable!
Stan: But get this! Every time she got angry with me for not being a good sport, the head maid would make me apologize to her! Crazy, right?
Stan: Gah... it's all coming back to me now! I mean, you don't have to wear a dress, but at least put on something decent...
Stan: And I work for you, y'know? I say you can't talk to me like I'm your friend, but nooo...
Stan: And how am I supposed to do my other work with you bothering me all the time... Yeesh...
Stan: Sigh... She was so nice to everybody else. Why do I gotta get Miss Attitude!
Ange: Hrm... Er, Stan? Were you and the princess together for a long time?
Stan: Yeah, we were. I started working there when I was a kid myself. Why do you ask?
Ange: No reason... It's just, it sounds like she was only rude to you...
Ange: Maybe you're like a childhood friend to her... So she doesn't have to put on airs around you, right? She can just be herself.
Stan: What? No! Don't be silly! You know how many times she said I was useless? If you're telling me she didn't mean it, I'm not sure I buy it!
Stan: Sigh... It's fine if that's how she wants to act. But being a servant around someone so flippant and childish is not easy...
Ange: (Oh my gosh... He doesn't understand how she felt at all... )
Ange: Really now, Stan! You need to be more... more gentlemanly!
Stan: Huh? What are you on about, Ange?
Ange: I can't let you go on like this! You and me! We're going to be princes together!
Ange: Oh! That sounds great! And then you'll be able to understand how princesses feel!
Stan: D-don't worry about it... I'm fine really...
Ange: Go on! We'll start now! First thing's first! Proper sword technique!
Stan: Rgh! Ange! That hurts! Leggo my neck, will you?
Ange: As if! I do that, and you'll just run away. Look, the forest is right there!
Ange: Haha! And while we practice, you can tell me everything you know about working for nobles!
Stan: M-my tummy hurts... C'mon, Ange! Lemme go!
And from that day on, thanks to a bit of help from Ange, Stan begins to take his studies in swordsmanship more seriously.
Though Ange tries not to seem too excited to hear about the lives of nobility, she is more than a little zealous in making sure Stan doesn't miss a single training session.
Though it will be some time before Stan can call himself a proper gentleman, it is more than a fair enough exchange for both of them.
Bravery or Bravado
One day, Stan learns how Zaja's friends died valiantly in battle. To make up for his blunt reaction, Stan confesses how weak and cowardly he feels. Zaja promises to protect him. However, he also senses danger in Stan's heart, and prays he never turns reckless in his pursuit of strength.
One day, Stan comes out onto the Grandcypher's deck to find a most peculiar sight.
Zaja: ...
Stan: Hmm, is that Zaja? What's he up to?
Curious as to why Zaja is standing so close to the edge of the deck and peering over the railing, Stan approaches him.
Stan: Hey, Zaja. What are you doing over there?
Zaja: Hm? Ah, Stan...
Zaja: I was searching for my friends... forever lost to the depths of the skies...
Stan: Uh... Can you actually see that far down?
Stan joins Zaja and leans forward but sees nothing but the vast, blue sky.
Zaja: My friends live on, happily, at the bottom of the sky...
Stan: Umm, I don't see anything...
Zaja: Forgive me... My words... are filled with contradictions...
Stan: Uhh, what do you mean?
Zaja: My friends fought fearlessly... And passed on to the other side, to the bottom of the sky...
Stan: ...
Zaja: And now... They live happily down there...
Stan tries to make sense of what Zaja is saying.
Stan: I see what you mean now. They fought without fear of death, and died honorably... I can respect that...
Zaja: ...
Stan: Sorry, I mean they're still alive! Right below the skies!
Zaja: Yes... But no... My friends are no longer...
Stan: U-um, I'm so... I... I wish I knew what to say...
Zaja: Forgive me... As I try to forget my sin... Truths and untruths overlap...
Stan: ...
Zaja: You need not concern yourself... I do not seek to be understood.
Although Zaja speaks little of his past, Stan can feel the weight behind each of his words.
Stan: (Uh oh, did I make him angry? Maybe I hurt his feelings...)
Stan: (I guess it was a pretty sore subject...)
Stan often resorts to bravado, but this interaction with Zaja helps him come to a realization.
Stan: I'm a coward. I shake inside every time I fight a monster. That's why I've always admired the fearless and daring...
Stan: It just slipped out. I'm sorry, Zaja.
Zaja: ...
Stan: Heh... Telling people I'm afraid of monsters is pretty scary too.
Zaja: You're afraid? To fall in battle?
Stan: Yeah, I'll admit it...
Zaja: Then I will protect you, my friend... You have nothing to fear...
Stan: P-protect me? Hey, I'm no dainty little princess, all right?
Zaja: That is not the issue... I am here... to protect my friends...
Stan: Argh! Everyone always looks down on me! Always!
Stan: I'll get stronger! I'll train harder than ever! I'll show you that I don't need any protecting!
Stan turns on his heel and runs off.
Zaja: ...
Zaja: Please, my friend... Do not be like my comrades who rushed off into battle...
Zaja: Even when you gain true strength... I pray that you never come to enjoy war and bloodshed...
Zaja looks on worriedly as Stan walks away.
Although Zaja's tribe always favored bravery and courage, Stan's attitude presents a different kind of peril. With his thoughts still on Stan, Zaja tightly grips the handle of his axe.