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When her pet bird Homlet flies out the window, young Drusilla runs away from home in search of her beloved pet. She meets (Captain) and company and joins their crew in hopes of finding Homlet.
Drusilla: Skyfarer? Hah! I'm going to be much more than that!
Lyria: Wow! You're amazing Drusilla!
By chance, (Captain) and company meet a Harvin girl named Drusilla at Port Breeze.
But before we can understand how they met, let us see how it all began.
For young Drusilla, it started as a day just like any other...
Drusilla: Hello, my dearies! It's time for tea! I've got cakes and sweets and all your favorites!
Homlet: Tweet! Twee-tweet!
The one and only daughter of a wealthy Port Breeze merchant, Drusilla spends her days playing with her pet bird and dolls.
Drusilla: Sigh, it's the same routine every single day...
Drusilla: Just whiling away the time with my dolls and having tea...
Drusilla: Then there's lessons again... Oh, how I wish life wouldn't be so dull.
Drusilla: Oh my, the wind! I'd better close the window.
Homlet: Tweet! Twee-tweet!
Drusilla: H-homlet! Where are you going! Come back!
Little Homlet swoops out the window in the blink of an eye. Panicking, Drusilla jumps out the window after it.
Drusilla: Homlet! Oh, Homlet! Where are you, Homlet!
Drusilla: Oh no, oh no. I've looked all over the garden now! Just where could Homlet be!
Drusilla: Unless... It couldn't be... He's flown away!
Drusilla: What if he gets caught by a cat, or worse, a m-m-monster! I have to find him!
Without a word to her family, Drusilla rushes out of the mansion in search of her beloved pet.
Drusilla: Oh, Homlet! Where are you...
Drusilla: The sun went down hours ago and there's still no sign of Homlet...
Drusilla: Oh what am I going to do? Grandmother is going to be cross with me!
Drusilla: But... I have to find Homlet, and soon! Just where could he have gone...
Drusilla: Why can't I find him anywhere... Unless... It couldn't be... He's gone off to another island!
Drusilla: Oh no! Oh dear! Oh me, oh my!
Poor Drusilla breaks down in tears. A group of strangers sees her and approaches her out of concern.
Lyria: Are you all right?
Drusilla: Eek! Wh-who are you! Name yourselves!
Lyria: I'm sorry, we didn't mean to scare you! We saw you all by yourself so late in the day and thought you might be lost or—
Drusilla: I'll not be treated like a child! Grandmother says I'm a full grown adult now! And my name's Drusilla!
Vyrn: Oh. Sorry. It's always hard to tell the age of a Harvin.
Lyria: So, Drusilla, is everything all right?
Drusilla: I'm trying to leave the island, but I don't know how...
Vyrn: Hmm, leave the island? You mean you wanna be a skyfarer?
Drusilla: Skyfarer? Hah! I'm going to be much more than that!
Drusilla: (After all, Father can hire any skyfarer he wants! I'll be just like him one day!)
Lyria: Wow! More than a skyfarer?
Drusilla: That's right! Everyone will know my name! I'll be the envy of all the sky!
Vyrn: Whoa! The whole sky? That's, like, an ultra-skyfarer!
Drusilla: (Huh? That's not what I meant! I think they're getting the wrong idea...)
Drusilla: (But getting on an airship sounds like the perfect way to find Homlet!)
Drusilla: (And maybe if I can find something to impress Grandmother, she might not be as cross with me!)
Drusilla: (Th-there's no choice! I'll have to join this crew!)
Drusilla: This must be fate. Let me join your crew!
Vyrn: Huh? You sure? Well, I guess we don't mind. Right, (Captain)?
Drusilla: I'm great with an abacus! I can do your accounting! What do you say?
Choose: Well, hop on board then.
- Well, hop on board then.
- Uh, what's that thing on your head?
Drusilla: Thank you so very much! You won't regret it!Choose: Uh, what's that thing on your head?
Drusilla: Hm? You mean my hat? What's wrong with it?Continue 1
Drusilla: Um, (Captain), could you please stop looking at me like that? Grandmother says it's not polite to stare!
Lyria: That's right, (Captain)! Is there something in her hair?
Drusilla: I'm sure it's nothing. Now, I'd like you to show me around your ship!
Vyrn: All right! C'mon, (Captain)! What're you starin' at! Let's go!
Thus, Drusilla joins (Captain)'s crew in search of Homlet.
Will she ever find her dear feathered friend? Only time will tell.
The Plant and I
When Drusilla unwittingly gives the impression that she can win the village's competitive exhibition, Vyrn and Lyria urge her to go to the mountains in search of a winning flower.
One day (Captain) and company stop by a village during their journey.
The crew hears that the village is holding some sort of competitive exhibition for plants.
Vyrn: Hmm, like a plant fair? How are they supposed to judge the plants?
Drusilla: Don't you know? Why, by how pretty they are of course!
Lyria: Wow! I never knew! You sure do know a lot, Drusilla!
Drusilla: Why of course! My family's taught me well!
Drusilla: I know exactly the sort of standards these village simpletons hold.
Vyrn: Whoa! Sounds like you know exactly what it takes to win!
Drusilla: But of course! It's my specialty!
Vyrn: Whoa, that's awesome! We need to get you into that competition right now!
Lyria: That's a great idea, Vyrn! You can do it, Drusilla!
Drusilla: (Oh no! I didn't expect them to think so highly of me!)
Drusilla: (Father taught me how to judge flowers, but I'm not ready yet! I can't!)
Vyrn: All right, it's settled! Time to go flower huntin'!
Drusilla: (Oh no! There's no turning back now!)
Drusilla: (But if I do manage to win the fair...)
Drusilla: (Maybe Grandmother won't be as cross with me.)
Drusilla: Well then! Off to the mountains we go!
(Captain) and company follow Drusilla to the mountains in search of a prize-winning flower.
The Plant and I: Scene 2
Drusilla submits a beautiful flower, but learns that the competition is exclusive to pest-repelling plants. When one of the competitor's plants goes on a rampage, the crew races to save the villagers.
Drusilla: Hmm, I don't see any flowers good enough on this mountain...
Lyria: Aww, that's a shame.
Drusilla: We're running out of time. We'd better head back now if we want to at least watch the fair.
Lyria: Well, if it's all the same to you guys, maybe we should take the scenic route on the way back.
(Captain) and company decide to take a different path on their way back to the village.
Drusilla: Wait! I think I see something!
Drusilla: Over there, up on the edge of that cliff! What a pretty flower!
Lyria: You're right! It looks like it's... sparkling!
Drusilla: Vyrn! Would you be so kind as to get that flower for me?
Vyrn: I'm on it! I'll be right back!
The flower that Vyrn brings back has exquisite, translucent petals that glisten in the light.
Drusilla: What a beautiful flower! I've never seen anything like it!
Lyria: Wow! It sounds like a sure winner!
Vyrn: Quick! Let's get back to the fair before it starts!
Drusilla: Yes, right away!
(Captain) and company return to the village just in time and try to submit their flower. But...
Lyria: What! The fair is...
Drusilla: It's for... pest-repelling plants?
Villager Jane: Yep. Not just pests, but predators and monsters too. We get lots of those 'round these parts.
Drusilla: Oh no... But we found such a pretty flower...
Lyria: What a shame...
Villager Jane: Aww, sorry to let y'all down.
(Captain) accompanies a disheartened Drusilla and Lyria as they have a look around the fair.
Villager Joe: Aaaaah! Help! Somebody help me!
Drusilla: Wh-what was that!
Vyrn: Sounds serious! We better check it out!
Villager Joe: Sweet mother of goat cheese! My plant's attacking people!
Drusilla: A plant from the fair is attacking innocent bystanders!
Drusilla: It's supposed to keep away pests, not people! We have to do something!
Vyrn: C'mon, (Captain)! Let's show this weed who's boss!
The Plant and I: Scene 3
The rampaging plant is put to rest and Drusilla receives a pest-repelling plant from the village as thanks. When the plant takes a bite at Drusilla's hair, she declares that she's absolutely had enough of plants.
Drusilla: Whew! Well, it seems like the plant's gotten the idea!
Villager Joe: I'm so sorry. This is all my fault... I didn't think it would go on a rampage like that.
Vyrn: Geez, you need to be more careful! No point protecting the farm if there aren't any farmers left!
Villager Jane: Thank you so much, skyfarers! Here, take this as a token of our gratitude.
Drusilla: Oh, you're too kind! Thank you so very—
Drusilla: Aaaah! Wh-what in the skies is this!
Villager Jane: Oh, this lil' fella's one of our famous anti-pest plants. We use 'em all the time.
Drusilla: Aaah! It's trying to eat my hair! Get it off me!
Drusilla: I've had enough of plants for one day!
Drusilla manages to pull her hair from the plant's jaws and runs to safety behind (Captain).
It looks like Drusilla has had her fair share of fairs for one lifetime.
Shop Till You Drop
Veight, who is studying mortal customs, doesn't seem to grasp the appeal behind bargain hunting. With Drusilla's help, the vampire eventually comes to understand the power of the shoppers who fight on the battlefield of sales.
Young Woman 1: Ahaha! Faster, faster!
Young Woman 2: Slow down! Wait for me!
A young vampire strolls through town to study the mortal way of life. The sight of excited women running by catches his eye.
Veight: What in the world are they raising a fuss about?
Veight scans ahead to where the women seem to be heading and sees a glitzy boutique.
Veight: Ah, it would appear they and others are heading for that shop.
Veight: Hmm... Even so there's no reason to stampede over in such a frantic manner. It's too crowded to set foot inside, let alone do anything.
The young vampire is confused by the behavior of the girls he just saw.
Veight: (I've come to understand mortal males easily enough, but the opposite sex still presents many mysteries.)
Veight: (How can they be so focused on purchasing goods? I wonder if the answer lies in a book somewhere...)
Veight stands motionless, brows furrowed in consternation.
It just so happens that Drusilla comes humming and skipping into view. She spies Veight, rigid like a statue in the middle of the street.
Drusilla: Good day to you. Why are you standing there staring off into the distance?
Veight: Not into the distance. Have a look at that boutique if you will.
Drusilla: Oh my! To think that it's already that full of people!
Drusilla: I must hurry over there as well!
Veight: Huh? Hey, wait a minute!
Drusilla is about to take off for the boutique, but Veight quickly grabs her by the arm to stop her.
Drusilla: Eeek! What is the meaning of this?
Veight: You... also intend to go into that shop?
Drusilla: Uh-huh. This area is famous for shops with lines that wind around the block.
Drusilla: And to make matters worse, they hold limited time sales without any warning at all. I can't let this one get away from me!
Veight: But, I dare say, to reach a fervor over a reason such as that is something I absolutely cannot wrap my head around.
Drusilla: Oh-ho-ho! Forget about reasons! Simply put, girls love fashion and shopping!
Veight: Is that so...
(This could be a good learning opportunity.)
Veight: Do you mind taking me with you?
Drusilla: Why, yes! I would be most grateful!
Veight: Hm? Grateful?
Drusilla: Oh-ho-ho! Excuse me, I must have misspoken. Let's be off!
And so Veight accompanies Drusilla into the boutique.
Young Woman 1: Ahaha! This blouse is sooo precious!
Young Woman 2: Ack! Stop pushing me!
Young Woman 3: Oopsies. Sorry, just trying squeeze through, but you were taking up a lot of space, so...
Young Woman 2: What're you trying to say?
Women occupy every aisle, their hands grabbing for goods while fending off other bargain hunters.
Veight: I thought shopping was supposed to be a pleasant experience. Why does this scene remind me more of an arena?
Drusilla: Oh, my poor, sweet Veight... You're still so innocent.
Veight: Grrr... Who are you calling innocent?
Drusilla: Please. This is a battlefield. You need sticky fingers to get your hands on the cutest styles!
Veight: What do you mean, sticky fingers?
Drusilla: Hehe... Watch me closely now, Veight.
Drusilla is gone in an instant, but she appears again just as quickly as she disappeared, this time clutching a
heavily-discounted designer dress.
Drusilla: That's what I mean, Veight.
(What astonishing speed... My eyes couldn't keep up with her!)
Drusilla: Something on your mind?
Veight: No... Nothing at all...
Drusilla: Oh-ho-ho! Then on to the next boutique!
They exit the boutique and head for another.
Drusilla: Goodness! That hat is simply lovely!
Drusilla: Stunning! Exquisite! Veight, please hold these for me.
Veight: You're asking me to do what? Is that why you brought me with you, to carry your bags? Hey!
Veight's objections go wanting. Drusilla has a grand old time flipping through racks and trying on outfits.
Drusilla: We're not done yet, Veight. There are more shops to visit!
Veight: Sigh... How much more can you buy?
The spending train shows no signs of slowing or stopping. Veight is dragged along from store to store at the mercy of the little whirlwind.
He can't fathom how this Harvin girl has so much energy and vitality.
Veight: Urgh... Why am I feeling fatigued, even though I'm a vampire?
Veight: How is she still going strong? Where is that little body drawing its power from?
Drusilla: Veight, darling... Don't tell me you're winded.
Veight: Huff... Huff... Don't be ridiculous. I'm a proud vampire.
Drusilla: Wow! How right you are! I guess we can tackle the main event!
Veight looks to where Drusilla is pointing to.
A large sign bears words that fill his eyes with dread: All Items 90% Off.
Young Woman 1: Oh my gosh! This is the sale I've been waiting for!
Young Woman 2: Haha! You snooze, you lose!
Young Woman 3: I don't think so, sister!
Veight: That's... not normal...
Drusilla: We're charging in too. We can't be left behind in the dust!
But Drusilla doesn't hear him. She sprints for the door like a Harvin possessed.
Watching the girl from behind, Veight suddenly looks to the sky.
Drusilla spots the monsters and starts to tremble.
Drusilla: I'm not scared... I'm not scared...
Veight: Unbelievable... Drusilla, get behind me!
Veight: Humph. You're like a completely different person when confronted by monsters.
Veight can still hear the ferocity in the voices of the shoppers off in the distance, and he lets out a heavy sigh.
Veight: No, that's not quite it. Shopping is perhaps a different means to draw out a mortal's true potential...
Veight: Haha... The outside world is filled with enigmas, is it not, Feldrac?
Veight draws his own conclusion about shopping with mortal women.
Battling monsters doesn't even come close to the struggle that is shopping.
Drusilla: Veeeight! Get over here!
Veight: Heh... There's no turning back now. I'll see this through to the end.
With both his arms draped in bags, Veight wills his tired body onto its feet.
He calmly walks toward the so-called battlefield.