Aht Urhgan Mission 30: Prevalence of Pirates/Plot Details

===Cutscenes===
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===Game Script===
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Prevalence of Pirates - Jade Sepulcher
Rishfee: Ugh... 
<Gasp...wheeze>...
Rishfee: !?
Rishfee: Lady Aphmau...?
Mnejing: Just a little further, Aphmau.
Aphmau: <Puff...gasp>...
Aphmau: Okay...
Aphmau: Al...most...there... 
A little...farther...
Aphmau: Mnejing...come a little closer... 
Give me your hand...
Aphmau: Mnejing?
???: Hee hee!
Flit: I'll be taking this little tin-man, thanks very much.
Aphmau: Mnejing!
Mnejing: Uncouth imp! 
Unhand me! Unhand me, I say!
Flit: Whoa-ho. 
They wound you a little tight, didn't they, tin-man?
Flit: Do you really wanna be squirming around like that? 
It's a long way down...
Flit: We'd have to change your name to scrap-metal man.
Aphmau: Please! Don't hurt him!
Flit: Hee hee, hee hee. 
That's more like it.
Flit: You wouldn't wanna end up like your tin-lady here now, would you?
Aphmau: !?
Luzaf: This is the automaton couple of calamity?
Flit: I'm pretty sure, Boss.
Aphmau: Return her at once!
Aphmau: She's...she's my Ovjang!
Luzaf: What did you just say?
Aphmau: Give me back my Ovjang! 
Are you hard of hearing!?
Luzaf: Heh... 
Ahahahahaha...
Aphmau: What are you laughing at...?
Luzaf: Flit. 
I do believe Ovjang and Mnejing are the puppets we were looking for.
Luzaf: And here I thought arriving late to the strategy meeting would have resulted in some unpleasantness with my Mamool Ja hosts.
Luzaf: Instead, these gifts simply fall into my hands.
Flit: Aye aye, Cap'n!
Aphmau: Wait!
Rishfee: Lady Aphmau, no!
Rishfee: Aphmau...
Rishfee: I've failed... 
Failed...
Rishfee: ...
Rishfee: !?
Rishfee: Can you hear that rumbling?
Rishfee: A large force of Mamool Ja is headed this way.
Rishfee: Seventy...a hundred...no, more like two hundred!
Rishfee: These must be the soldiers that the Autarch spoke of sending. 
He's leaving nothing to chance.
Rishfee: Listen to me, Player name.
Rishfee: That way appears to be relatively clear for the moment. 
You must try to escape from here.
Rishfee: Once you're out, you have to go after Lady Aphmau.
Rishfee: This is my duty as an Immortal.
Rishfee: I'll hold the lizardmen off as long as I can!
Rishfee: I have pledged my life to the Empress. 
Save your pity...
Rishfee: Now, go!
Rishfee: Wolf Four to the Lion... 
Wolf Four to the Lion...
Rishfee: The Gold has been taken...
Rishfee: I repeat, the Gold has been taken.
Rishfee: The mission is in the hands of the Wildcat.
Rishfee: I repeat... 
The mission...
Prevalence of Pirates - Arrapago Reef
Ovjang: Sailing, sailing without a care!
Aphmau: This ship can take us anywhere!
Ovjang: Da-dum pa-rum pa-rum! 
Tra-la, la-la-la!
Mnejing: You two...
Mnejing: ...need to calm down.
Ovjang: Da-dum pa-rum pa-rum! 
Tra-la, la-la-la!
Ovjang: Mnejing!
Mnejing: What is it?
Ovjang: You should really try to enjoy yourself!
Ovjang: Da-dum pa-rum pa-rum! 
Tra-la, la-la-la!
Ovjang: So much fun!
Aphmau: So exciting!
Mnejing: Don't you think you should keep it down?
Ovjang: Mnejing, you stick-in-the-mud. 
Suppressing one's joy isn't healthy!
Aphmau: She's right, Mnejing.
Aphmau: Just look at us!
Aphmau: We're riding on a ghost ship!
Ovjang: Aphmau, can you see anything out there?
Aphmau: Hmm, let's take a look... 
Oh, Ovjang! Could that be...?
Aphmau: Walahra's Flames!
Aphmau: Look, there's another one!
Ovjang: Oho!
Ovjang: Fire on the water!
Mnejing: Aphmau...
Aphmau: Hmm?
Ovjang: It doesn't look like a weapon...
Aphmau: The city below is burning... 
I wonder where it could be?
Aphmau: Surely this isn't...Al Zahbi?
Mnejing: I'm sure it's just an artist's interpretation...
Aphmau: Yes, I suppose you're right...
Ovjang: What's wrong?
Aphmau: This huge castle thing looks like an iron giant...
Mnejing: And this knight holding the spear is flying in the air...
Aphmau: A giant and a knight...
Aphmau: A colossus and a rider...
Aphmau: Of course!
Aphmau: How could we be so blind? 
This is a picture of Alzadaal and the Dark Rider!
Ovjang: Then this scene is...!
Aphmau: Yes...
Aphmau: The Age of Judgement.
Luzaf: You know the subject of this painting? 
I must admit to some surprise.
Aphmau: Admiral Luzaf!
Luzaf: Heh...
Luzaf: Be at ease. 
I'm not going to harm you.
Aphmau: ...
Luzaf: Just as you supposed, this painting depicts the Age of Judgement, as it occurred close to nine hundred years ago.
Luzaf: In the West, the beginning of the Crystal Era was marked the year the Gordeus exploded in a supernova...
Luzaf: ...and banished the very night.
Aphmau: Well, I knew that...
Luzaf: You are well educated, for a young lass.
Mnejing: Insolence!
Ovjang: You will address her as "Lady Aphmau"!
Luzaf: You control both puppets? 
Quite impressive for such a slip of a girl.
Aphmau: Nobody speaks to me in such a casual manner!
Ovjang: Has the salt air eroded your manners?
Luzaf: Ah, my apologies...
Mnejing: Apology accepted. 
Now what do you intend to do with us?
Luzaf: Do with you?
Luzaf: I don't recall forcing you and your little mistress to follow me...
Aphmau: ...
Luzaf: You and "Lady Aphmau."
Aphmau: Then we should like to disembark immediately.
Luzaf: I am sorry, but that will not be possible.
Luzaf: My business concerns your automaton companions.
Luzaf: And now that I know you are the key to controlling them...my business concerns you as well.
Ovjang: Fine by me! 
We never intended to return to the palace in any case!
Luzaf: ! 
The palace...?
Aphmau: Ovjang! Shhh!
Luzaf: It is of no import. 
I will instruct my crew to allow you free reign of the ship.
Aphmau: Wait!
Aphmau: What are you after? Why did you take Ovjang away from me?
Aphmau: What is this all about?
Luzaf: What is this...all about?
Luzaf: You will learn soon enough.
Luzaf: Aht Urhgan--the entire world and all its people, in fact--
Luzaf: ...will soon learn.