The Scent of Battle Spoilers
The following are transcripts and video for the Wings of the Goddess mission WG27 - The Scent of Battle.
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Cast
Lion Springs Tavern Part 1
You can view this cutscene by speaking to Zidalf at (H-8) in Southern San d'Oria (S).
Troupe Mayakov prepares to give the troops a send-off. See transcript here: http://ffxi.allakhazam.com/db/quests.html?fquest=1456
Melderphaux : Mister Mayakov, allow me first of all to thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to speak with us here today.
Melderphaux : Now if you would, sir, please share with us the inspiration behind this, your latest show.
Mayakov : It would be my pleathure.
Ath I'm thure you all know by now, when it cometh to the purthuit of artithtic beauty and exthellenthe, my Troupe Mayakov knowth no boundth.
Mayakov : It matterth not a whit whether we thstand before the royal throne, or within the very bowelth of hell!
Troupe Mayakov will continue to danthe no matter what the thircumthantheth!
Mayakov : Even thould the abyth be our dethtinathion, I, Alekthei Mayakov, thall danthe to the end of dayth!
Bravo! Bravo!
Lilisette : Ah, Playername! Over here!
Lilisette : Thank you for coming. You must've heard about the send-off?
Lilisette : You hadn't? Why am I not surprised?
To educate you, the knights are being treated to a dance performance on the eve of their departure for Valdeaunia.
Lilisette : I'm sure you were present for Mister Mayakov's interview.
Did anything about his interaction with the journalists strike you as odd?
Lilisette : I'm glad to hear it didn't escape everyone's attention.
Those flowery words dripping like nectar from his mouth--I know I heard something uncannily similar not so long ago.
Lilisette : Here's my theory. This blurring of history and waning of memories could only be the work of Atomos.
Lilisette : It's devouring time as it sees fit and doing a rather shoddy job of patching together the shreds.
Mayakov : Lilithette! How're the girlth thuppothed to rehearth while you're out here thothaliathing?
Hurry up inthide thith inthtant!
Lilisette : I-I'll be right there, Mister Mayakov.
Lilisette : I must go and prepare.
Lilisette : But Playername. Just this night, let's forget all the unsettling events of late and enjoy ourselves to the fullest. Okay?
Mayakov : Oooh! Thir Ragelithe of the Knightth of the Ironcretht Hawk.
You do Troupe Mayakov the highestht honor by blething uth with your ethteemed prethenthe!
Mayakov : We have been bethide ourthelveth with the antithipathion of your arrival, thir!
The finetht theat in the houthe hath been prepared for your viewing pleathure and comfort!
Ragelise : You have my thanks.
Mayakov : Why, if it ithn't Playername!
There'th a theat inthide with your name on it!
Mayakov : It'th fabulouth to have you here, but I'm afraid young Lilithette won't be grathing the thtage tonight.
The other girlth inthitht they don't remember her, and they jutht can't theem to keep in time. <Thigh>...
Mayakov : ...
Lion Springs Tavern Part 2
Hegouard : Ladies and gentlemen!
On behalf of Troupe Mayakov, I extend to you our warmest welcome.
Hegouard : Tonight, we have prepared a special performance to honor the brave knights who will soon leave hearth and home behind to march for the frozen north.
Please join me now in a spirited round of applause for these indefatigable defenders of San d'Oria!
Hegouard : Thank you, thank you.
At this juncture, I would like to call upon Sir Ragelise of the Knights of the Ironcrest Hawk to say a few words on behalf of the Kingdom's knights.
Ragelise : Ahem! Please make yourselves at ease.
Ragelise : Before I begin, I would like to say that I stand before you as an equal.
For truly, no man or woman here is less worthy than I to be given the stage.
Ragelise : The fire of war has raged across the realm, from Jugner and La Theine to the very gates of our fair city.
In this age of strife, 'tis all too easy to succumb to despair.
Vestillet : ...
Ragelise : But never must we lose heart. For though the sun may set, it most assuredly will rise again. Then we may behold the light of morn banishing the darkness.
Ragelise : The beastmen may rend our flesh and batter our walls, but never will they shatter our courage.
Though blade may break, and quiver be spent of shaft and bolt...never shall our hope fade.
Ragelise : With our brothers and sisters of the alliance fighting by our side, we shall weather this storm and emerge triumphant!
For the children of Altana!
Ragelise : On the morrow, Allied commanders shall convene in jeuno for a strategy meeting.
The final stage of the Northern expedition is night, and when it finally commences, rest will become a distant memory for us all.
Ragelise : So let tonight be a time of unbridled joy and merriment.
Revel, my friends! Revel to your hearts' content!
The dancer begin performing.
Ragelise : ...
Mayakov : Doeth the entertainment not pleathe you, Thir Ragelithe?
Ragelise : I am most pleased, Alexei, I assure you.
Yet I cannot deny that the stage feels eerily empty, bereft of her presence.
Mayakov : ...
Ragelise : I've been meaning to ask a favor of you.
Mayakov : Then athk away, my good thir!
If there'th anything thith thimple danther can do to be of thervithe, nothing would give him more pleathure!
Ragelise : Then I shall be frank. We are short-handed for the upcoming operation.
Mayakov : Ohohoho! You'd have the dantherth of Troupe Mayakov fight at your thide? Conthider it done!
Ragelise : Loathe as I am to disappoint, fleet-footed message runners, not warriors, are what I require.
Mayakov : Awww... And poor little me wath dethperately hoping to thee thome acthion...
Ragelise : Success in an operation of such grand scale, you see, rests upon perfect synchrony between the nations.
Thus the need for the swift relaying of information.
Ragelise : Your troupe's is a recognized and respected name across the realm. Further, I know full well that your people can hold their own in battle should the need arise, heaven forfend. I would be loath to entrust a role of such import to any other.
Mayakov : Oh, you have thuch a way with wordth, Thir Ragelithe!
If that'th the tathk you'd have uth do, then look no further than Lilithette and thith winthome lath here.
Ragelise : A pleasure to make your acquain--
Ragelise : I say...have we met?
Ragelise : I fumble to express myself, but my heart tells me our paths have crossed previously...
Ragelise : A-ahem! I pray you do not misinterpret my intentions, my lady.
My profoundest apologies if I have given offense.
Lilisette : ...
Mayakov : Allow me to introduthe Lilithette, my brightetht young danther.
Bethide her ith Playername, our troupe'th number one thupporter.
Mayakov : You'll be pleathed to know that Playername'th a decorated member of the (Nation Group).
Ragelise : You've set my mind at ease, my friend. Once again I find myself sinking deeper into your debt.
Now then, without further ado, I shall set you two your first assignment.
Ragelise : Pray make for Jeuno immediately upon the conclusion of the festivities. I shall brief you regarding the details of the operation thence. May the Goddess speed your way.
Lion Springs Tavern Part 3
Lilisette sits at the fountain outside.
Lilisette : Ah, Mister Mayakov! Playername!
Mayakov : There you are, Lilithette.
Mayakov : The thingth you've been telling me...they were all true.
Lilisette : Huh?
Mayakov : Being erathed from peopleth' memorieth--a debonair gentleman of Thir Ragelithe'th caliber wouldn't think to indulge in thuch a tatheleth jetht.
Lilisette : You do have a point...
Mayakov : Pluth there'th thtill no thign of Porthia. What in the Goddeth'th good name ith happening to my girlth?
Mayakov : In light of thethe rethent, inexthplicable eventh, I've dethided to take a grante jete of faith...and believe your fantathtical taleth of time traveling.
Lilisette : <Sigh>... It took you a while, Mister Mayakov, but I'm glad you've finally come around.
Mayakov : You two are up againtht thothe fathion-challenged fiendth, aren't you?
Mayakov : You p-poor thinth... I can't imagine how f-frightening it mutht have been at t-timeth.
Lilisette : You don't have to worry, Mister Mayakov!
After all, I'm the Moonshade Butterfly, Troupe Mayakov's rising star!
Lilisette : What's more, I have Playername to back me up. Together, we form Future Fabulous, the tag-team duo that simply can't be beat!
Mayakov : Hehehe. Your youthful optimithm did alwayth raithe my thpirith.
Lilisette : Mister Mayakov. I want to thank you for your kindness.
Looking after me when I first joined the troupe...drilling me on the finer points of the Kriegstanz...
Mayakov : To be honetht, there wath hardly anything left for me to do. It wath ath if you'd been danthing thinthe you were inthide the womb.
Did you ever rethieve training under anyone?
Lilisette : Truth be told, Mother did teach me a thing or two.
Mayakov : One latht thing, Lilithette, Playername.
Whenever you feel like thingth are pirouetting out of control, remember that you can alwayth theek refuge here.
Mayakov : I'm not about to forget my own troupe'th pothter girl...or her truthty thidekick. That'th a promithe.
Lilisette : Th-thank you, Mister Mayakov!
Lilisette : Now that all the formalities are settled, we can get back to focusing on our mission.
Something's brewing in Xarcabard...I can feel it in the pit of my stomach.
Lilisette : With me, Playername! Next stop, the Grand Duchy of Jeuno!
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