Aht Urhgan Mission 22: Shield of Diplomacy/Plot Details

===Cutscenes===
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===Game Script===
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Shield of Diplomacy - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Naja Salaheem: What!?
Abquhbah: (Will this office never get a moment of peace...?)
Naja Salaheem: Ah!
Naja Salaheem: That is to say...
Naja Salaheem: One of my mercenaries acted without my knowledge...
Naja Salaheem: And offered his/her services as a local guide?
Naja Salaheem: Do I understand you correctly!?
Abquhbah: (I'm not trained for this kind of thing...)
Naja Salaheem: My a-a-apologies!
Naja Salaheem: That blockheaded... 
Ah, I mean, that mercenary...
Naja Salaheem: ...has smeared mud on the good name of Salaheem's Sentinels!
Abquhbah: Oh...oh dear... 
(I think that's the first time I've heard President Naja apologize...)
Naja Salaheem: It's unforgivable...
Naja Salaheem: ...that one of my mercenaries was bested by a bunch of Qiqirn...
Naja Salaheem: And then prrroceeded to take a nap, abandoning a valued client in the depths of the Aydeewa Subterrane!
Abquhbah: Ouch... 
(I wouldn't want to be in Player name's shoes...)
Abquhbah: Oh. 
Hello, Player name.
Abquhbah: You do have the worst timeing for showing up to work. 
(Or is it always a bad time...?)
Abquhbah: The Windurstian Ambassador is here at the moment, talking business with President Naja...
Abquhbah: Did you hear everything...? 
The president is in a bad mood!
Abquhbah: I think it would be wise for you to lay low for a few--
Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!!!
Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!
Naja Salaheem: Is someone there with you?
Abquhbah: No...I mean, yes...
Abquhbah: (I'm sorry, Player name...)
Abquhbah: (I can't lie, President Naja can hear a Qiqirn sneeze from 100 malms away...)
Naja Salaheem: Hmph.
Naja Salaheem: Well then.
Naja Salaheem: Ya need to take a look at the crrrystal compass.
Naja Salaheem: The ambassador would like to leave as soon as possible and needs a rrreliable mercenary.
Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!
Naja Salaheem: Just one thing.
Abquhbah: Yes, ma'am?
Naja Salaheem: Take Player name off the list of candidates.
Naja Salaheem: He's/She's rrruined his/her chance of showing our mercenary mettle to our forrreign guest.
Abquhbah: Y-yes, ma'am!!!
Karababa: Ohohoho. 
Such an aggressive, no-nonsense style. 
I haven't met your sort in quite a while.
Naja Salaheem: You flatter me, Lady Ambassador.
Naja Salaheem: Speed in rrresolving matters is part of our motto here.
King of Hearts: LaDy*KaRabAbA iS tHE*amBAsSadoR pLEni*poTEntiaRy oF*WiNDuRst.
King of Hearts: GReaT seRVicE*sHouLD bE*a giVEn!
Naja Salaheem: ...
King of Hearts: HoW*eVEr...
Naja Salaheem: Hm?
King of Hearts: Is thErE*a mERceNaRY*iN tHiS coMpaNY*cApAbLe oF*pRoteCTiNg LaDy*KaRabAbA?
Naja Salaheem: You...!?
Karababa: You?
Naja Salaheem: You...can put your trrrust in Salaheem's Sentinels.
Naja Salaheem: There is some varrriation in ability, but all of our employees excel in the mercenary field.
Naja Salaheem: That good-for-nothing mudsucker you had the misfortune of meeting...
Naja Salaheem: ...is the one bad apple in the barrel!
Naja Salaheem: Naturally, we shall prrrovide you with the most talented mercenary in our employment.
King of Hearts: MoST*taLEnteD...?
King of Hearts: As taLEnteD*aS tHE*KiNg oF HeaRTs?
Naja Salaheem: Not a...!
Karababa: Hm?
Naja Salaheem: Ah...there could be no comparison.
Naja Salaheem: I guarantee the quality of my employees.
Naja Salaheem: However, none could hope to match your strrrength, King...ah, Your Majesty.
King of Hearts: HehE*heHEhE... 
VeRY8uNLikeLY, I*agREe.
Karababa: Ohohoho. 
Enough of that, King. 
Your pride is embarrassing.
King of Hearts: BuT, LaDy*KaRabAbA...
Karababa: We are making an official request...
Karababa: ...I'm sure we need not worry about being lumped with someone like that former pest.
Naja Salaheem: Exactly, exactly! 
Only the best for our most valued clients!
Naja Salaheem: We should be able to view a list verrry soon...
Naja Salaheem: What could be keeping him...?
Naja Salaheem: All of our employees are so exemplary, it's sometimes hard to make a decision, you see...
Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!!!
Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!
Naja Salaheem: The ambassador is waiting.
Abquhbah: M-my apologies!
Naja Salaheem: Ah, here we go! 
So sorry for the delay.
Naja Salaheem: Now, which magnificent myrmidons do you have for us...?
Abquhbah: I'm terribly sorry, President Naja!
Naja Salaheem: Now what!?
Abquhbah: I... 
You see...
Naja Salaheem: He is a harrrd worker, I guess...
Abquhbah: And I'm sure he wouldn't want to let you down, President Naja.
Naja Salaheem: Hmmm...
Naja Salaheem: Well, he's managed to get this far on gumption alon. 
Ya gotta give him that much.
Naja Salaheem: Lady Ambassador...
Naja Salaheem: We finally brrring you...
Abquhbah: Dum-da-da-dum-da-da-da-dum.♪
Naja Salaheem: An outstanding warrior from the rrranks of the Sentinels...
Abquhbah: Da-dum.♪
Naja Salaheem: Falzum the Fearless!
Karababa: ...
Falzum: Uh...h-hello. 
I'm F-Fal--
Naja Salaheem: He looks a little strrringy, but let me tell you, he's a rrraging tiger on the battlefield.
Karababa: ...
Naja Salaheem: Why, in the most rrrecent attack on teh city, he was beating down Mamool Ja on the right, and cleaving through Trolls on the left...
Karababa: ...Very well.
Naja Salaheem: I rrrealize it's hard to believe, but once he gets going...huh?
Karababa: Very wel. 
He seems sturdy enough, as far as I can tell.
Karababa: He needs only to have no fear for his life.
Naja Salaheem: You have nothing to worry--
Karababa: I require a guide to the Navukgo Execution Chamber--there is no time for splitting hairs with a knife!
Falzum: !!!
Falzum: Ex-Ex-Execution Chamber!?
???: Ovjang...?
???: Ooovjaaang!
Aphmau: She's not here...
Aphmau: Where...
Aphmau: Where could she have gone?
Aphmau: I can't find her anywhere...
Aphmau: Grand Vizier... 
Where is my Ovjang!?
Razfahd: It is merely one puppet among many.
Razfahd: Do you need to make such a fuss?
Aphmau: But...
Razfahd: You are almost sixteen. 
Isn't it about time you stopped playing with dolls?
Aphmau: What...what have you done with Ovjang?
Razfahd: I have done nothing. 
Your toy was not in that place.
Razfahd: You still have Mnejing here, don't you?
Razfahd: And that other puppet...
Razfahd: But no, it is not the time...
Raubahn: Grand Vizier Razfahd. 
I have an urgent report.
Razfahd: Speak. 
Raubahn: There is news on the investigation...
Razfahd: Very well.
Razfahd: Aphmau, you may leave.
Aphmau: Grand Vizier!? 
I am not done speaking with you!
Razfahd: I don't have time for your childish antics right now.
Aphmau: Childish...!?
Aphmau: Me...!?
Razfahd: Enough. 
Do as you are told.
Aphmau: I despise you!!!
Mnejing: You've let us down.
Raubahn: Is everything alright, sir?
Razfahd: She is much like her mother in her stubbornness... 
A firm hand will do her good.
Raubahn: As you say, sir. 
The Immortals will keep a closer eye on her, should she don those clothes again.
Razfahd: See that you do...
Raubahn: Sir.
Raubahn: My report concerns the investigation conducted after the mercenary's audience with the Empress.
Raubahn: There are rumors circulating in Nashmau that mention the Ashu Talif and the pirate, Luzaf.
Razfahd: Rumors? Started by the Qiqirn?
Raubahn: Yes, sir. 
There is a degree of unreliability...
Raubahn: It is said that the ghost ship has been seen docking in the Troll city of Halvung.
Razfahd: What!?
Razfahd: What can it mean? 
What connection could the Trolls have with the wandering spirits of corsairs...?
Raubahn: I regret to report that we have no concrete evidence as of this time...
Raubahn: However, there is one more thing.
Raubahn: Amnaf.
Amnaf: Sir... 
I bring news from the staging point in Halvung.
Amnaf: Waudeen, the Immortal on duty, has made a report...
Amnaf: There has been a sighting of Cerberus in Halvung.
Razfahd: Cerberus?
Razfahd: The three-headed hound that guards the gates of the underworld? 
That Cerberus?
Amnaf: Yes, Grand Vizier. 
He is also known to have the role of hunter...
Amnaf: ...to chase down souls that flee the realm of the dead...rend them with his terrible jaws, and return them to the underworld...
Raubahn: There has been an endless stream of accounts from mercenaries dispatched to the area.
Raubahn: At the very least, we can confirm that some creature resembling the legendary Cerberus is indeed in the vicinity.
Razfahd: The guard dog of Hades, ghost ships, the Dark Rider...
Razfahd: Heh.
Razfahd: I almost wish to raise a toast in celebration.
Razfahd: The cursed dead are gathering to hinder our grand plan.
Razfahd: Which only proves our cause to be just, would you not agree?
Raubahn: Wholeheartedly, sir.
Razfahd: Do not relax your surveillance. 
Remember your assignments: the Halvung Moblins, Luzaf and his decrepit warship, that pseudo-ambassador from Windurst, our favorite mercenary, and most of all...
Razfahd: ...the Empress.
Falzum: I-I'm sorry!
Falzum: I just...I can't...
Falzum: It's beyond the base of the Halvung T-T-Troll Mercenaries...
Falzum: Past the crevasses b-b-boiling with m-m-magma... 
Where the h-h-helldog Cerberus is said to stalk the tunnels...
Falzum: I just heard so...from Cacaroon, the rumormonger...
Falzum: E-e-even if I had a hundred lives...
Falzum: ...I could never make it to that awful p-p-place!
Naja Salaheem: Enough of your yammerin'!
Falzum: I-I-I...!
Naja Salaheem: Do you mean to sling mud on our good name as well!?
Falzum: I-I-I don't want anything to do with m-m-mud! Or m-m-magma!
Naja Salaheem: What are ya blabberin' about!?
Naja Salaheem: If ya want to see volcanic errruptions, ya just keep tryin' my patience!
Falzum: P-p-please! D-d-don't make me go!
Naja Salaheem: Unbelievable...
Naja Salaheem: I'm givin' ya this huge chance to prrrove yourself.
Naja Salaheem: And all ya do is cause me headaches!
Karababa: What a pitiful sight.
Naja Salaheem: !!!
King of Hearts: YeS, piTifUL*iNdeED.
Karababa: Perhaps I should try another company, now that this has come to light.
Naja Salaheem: Wait! Please!
Naja Salaheem: A moment more of your time!!!
Naja Salaheem: (Can't let my guard down for a second...)
Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!!!
Abquhbah: Yes, m-m-ma'am!!!
Naja Salaheem: Brrring me another mercenary rrright away. 
I don't care who it is!
Abquhbah: Right...right now?
Naja Salaheem: Are ya tryin' to make me rrrepeat myself!?
Abquhbah: No, ma'am!
Abquhbah: Urgh...
Abquhbah stares at Player name...
Abquhbah: (Player name! Would you go to the Navukgo Execution Chamber in Falzum's place?)
:Go to the Execution Chamber?
::A chance to redeem myself! <----- Chose this option!
::I don't like the sound of that...
Abquhbah: We have Player name here.
:Go to the Execution Chamber?
::A chance to redeem myself!
::I don't like the sound of that... <----- Chose this option!
Abquhbah: Look, if it isn't Player name!
Naja Salaheem: Aha...
Karababa: Oh. You again?
King of Hearts: I SHarE*yoUR diStAste, LaDy*KaRabAbA.
Karababa: Making these decisions is such a pain.
King of Hearts: I couLD*nEvEr mAkE*suCH a*chOiCE!
Naja Salaheem: Player name... 
You've got some nerve showin' your--
Karababa: I have decided to change my stance! 
I will give this mercenary one more chance!
King of Hearts: ArE yoU *ceRTaiN oF*tHiS, LaDy*KaRabAbA?
Karababa: (He/She will serve as my shield, should things go wrong.)
Karababa: (If he/she can make it through to the destination, Qiqirn will hardly seem strong...)
Karababa: I will settle for so-so! 
Ohohohoho!
Falzum: Th-thank W-W-Walahra...
King of Hearts: NavuKGo*ExEcuTioN*ChaMbeR. 
Do NoT*diSapPOinT uS.
Naja Salaheem: If the client doesn't mind, then who am I to grrripe?
Naja Salaheem: Don't ya be tellin' me you're too afrrraid to go as well!
Naja Salaheem: Get your gear together, Player name, and prrresent yourself at the Navukgo Execution Chamber!
Shield of Diplomacy (pt.1) - Navukgo Execution Chamber
???: Well, paint me surprised.
???: Who woulda thought we'd find someone tough enough to make that hellhound fetch and roll over...
???: Right, Boss?
Luzaf: You have my thanks. 
My crew can now rest easy for a time.
Gurfurlur: Gwahaha. 
(No problem for Gurfurlur!)
Megomak: He says, "Think nothing of it."
Gurfurlur: (My soldiers never know defeat!)
Megomak: He says, "My forces are always at your disposal."
???: Hee hee, hee hee. 
That's good to know.
???: That mad puppy chased 'em down even after they had broken free from the dead realm and disguised themselves as pirates.
???: Helps to have some bruisers like you on our side.
Luzaf: Silence, Flit. 
You know nothing of our troubles.
Flit: Hee hee. 
Right, I'll shut up now, Boss...
Gurfurlur: (Do not fear... 
We have same enemy.)
Gurfurlur: (Break Empire, steal back what they stole from us.)
Megomak: He says, "If you swear to forfeit claim to the candescence on the eve of the Empire's destruction, we will honor our pact."
Megomak: And the (treasure of the Empire), right?
Luzaf: You will have both the candescence and the "treasure."
Megomak: !!!
Luzaf: We have no need for either.
Flit: Are you sure, Boss? 
That candescence...
Luzaf: Flit. 
What have I told you about the code of the corsair...?
Flit: Absolute obedience to the captain! 
Oh...right. Shutting up again.
Luzaf: Listen well.
Luzaf: The Empire of Aht Urhgan...
Luzaf: They will unflinchingly sacrifice their own people for the sake of the Empress...
Luzaf: Eradicate any rebellion with ruthless force.
Luzaf: It has always been this way. 
Then, and now...
Luzaf: Our reward shall be the head of the Empress.
Luzaf: That is all we require for our vengeance...
Gurfurlur: (Is that all!? Give me ship. I destroy Empire. Take head of Empress!)
Megomak: He says, "It's a deal! I bestow upon you this special weapon to mark the occasion..."
Megomak: Well, perhaps Gurfurlur does not say that. 
But I offer this to you. 
Take it!
Megomak: Or should I say, take it with you?
Prince Luzaf: I need no weapons from you.
Megomak: You don't understand. 
This is far superior to anything you possess.
Flit: Hee hee. 
What are you tryin' to pull?
Megomak: I offer you...
Megomak: Khimaira 13!
Luzaf: Khimaira...?
Flit: What's a "khimaira"?
Megomak: You...you've never heard of a khimaira?
Megomak: There is a place...
Megomak: A secret facility known as the "Hazhalm Testing Grounds."
Megomak: In that place, forbidden alchemy was used to fuse different species of creature into entirely new monstrosities...
Megomak: These artificial creations are known collectively as "chimera." 
The creature I offer to you is the original "khimaira" type.
Megomak: Lamia, puk, merro, hydra, mandragora...and many others beyond counting were given life there.
Megomak: It was a grand sanctuary of learning that attempted to approach the greatness of the gods themselves...
Megomak: Isn't that a great story?
Flit: So you're saying they mashed two monsters into one?
Flit: How come you know so much about it, Mr. Moblin?
Megomak: Why, because I've been there...
Megomak: ...to steal an egg.
Flit: Right. 
An egg...
Megomak: It may be more accurate to call it a seed of life.
Flit: Seed...of life?
Megomak: I'm no stranger to advanced alchemy. I wanted to make my own...
Megomak: My own chimera... 
And start a business dealing in organic weapons.
Megomak: Isn't it magnificent?
Flit: Um, the boss already left.
Flit: He said he doesn't do business with creeps who mess with creation. Or somethin' like that.
Megomak: He what!? How could you turn down such an impressive specimen?
Gurfurlur: (Intruders!)
Flit: !
Shield of Diplomacy (pt.2) - Navukgo Execution Chamber
Megomak: What do you want?
Karababa: That's no way to greet your guests.
Karababa: We didn't come all the way down here to be treated like pests!
Gurfurlur: (Gurfurlur kill these?)
Megomak: No! No!
Megomak: (These people are my guests.)
Megomak: I remember now. 
You are the scholar from the Middle Lands who was interested in the egg.
King of Hearts: MiDdLe*LaNds?
King of Hearts: LaDy*KaRabAbA iS a*doCToR kNoWn*aLL oVEr VaNa*diEL!
Megomak: What have we here? 
Some form of arcana...?
Megomak: You are no alchemist. 
What do you want with the egg?
Karababa: You need details for a black market trade? 
The deal is done and made.
Megomak: As you wish.
Megomak: People have been talking of a Windurstian ambassador come to Al Zahbi...
Karababa: ...
Megomak: But what does it matter? 
The enemy of my enemy is my friend. 
You have what I asked for?
Karababa: Bring out the chest...
Gurfurlur: (This for Gurfurlur?)
Megomak: (Put it down and back away!)
Gurfurlur: (You forget. Gurfurlur stronger than Moblin...)
Megomak: Sheesh. You can't buy good help these days. 
Greedy Trolls...
Karababa: Now the formalities are complete, 
I'll take my egg, all nice and neat.
Megomak: Of course...
Megomak: Take it... 
But I warn you: the egg has become quite a handful!
Megomak: Rend their flesh, Khimaira 13!
Shield of Diplomacy (pt.3) - Navukgo Execution Chamber
Karababa: Ho-hum. Such a typical scene.
Karababa: These betrayals have become so routine.