James D. Mortellaro

Libertus Ostium: What a life, huh? She was brought up an orphan. Run out of her village. I still remember the first time I saw her. Scrawny little thing, all covered in dirt. Not a friend in the world. But those eyes... Damn. There was something about those eyes. She deserved better. And I would've done anything to give it to...

Nyx Ulric: Libertus, wait. Crowe died a glaive. You can still honor her by fighting as one.

Libertus Ostium: You're dumber than me sometimes, you know that? Don't you get it? Lucis killed Crowe. Go back to the castle! Tell the king there's no peace to be had from throwing the weak to the wolves. See you around, hero!

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret: Hello. I'm afraid we were never properly introduced yesterday.

Nyx Ulric: I'm afraid it's going to wait, your highness. I'm on guard duty.

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret: Then surely there's no safer place for me to be. May I ask your name?

Nyx Ulric: Uh, Nyx. Nyx Ulric.

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret: There is something else I wish to ask you, Nyx Ulric. King Regis said he sent one of your order to come find me. I should like to offer my thanks in person. Where might I find this brave soldier? Oh. Oh, I did not - I am so sorry.

Nyx Ulric: Don't be. Here. She was carrying this. It was meant for you.

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret: For me?

Nyx Ulric: Keep it. She would've wanted you to have it.

Lunafreya Nox Fleuret: I will carry it with me always.