Aht Urhgan Mission 4: Knight of Gold/Plot Details

===Cutscenes===
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===Game Script===
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Knight of Gold (pt.1) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Naja Salaheem: Hoho! Well, if it isn't Player name. 
How ya been? Gettin' used to the way things are done around here?
Naja Salaheem: You're in luck, 'cause I happen to be in a pretty good mood today.
Naja Salaheem: Our profits have been startin' to look up since you joined us.
Naja Salaheem: Maybe you've brrrought us some luck, traveler.
Naja Salaheem: I've also got this persistent feelin' somethin' good is gonna happen today...
???: I have returned!
Naja Salaheem: Oh, it's...him.
Naja Salaheem: It's about time.
Naja Salaheem: What the hell took ya so long? Did ya deliver a supplies package to every blasted member of the Immortals?
???: How dare you...
Naja Salaheem: Oh, but surrrely ya didn't get lost on the way, or get your supplies package stolen, or anything like that, now did you?
Naja Salaheem: Wouldn't make a difference even if you were the San d'Orian Temple Knights'--
Raillefal: You will call me Raillefal!
Naja Salaheem: Oh, that was your name!
Naja Salaheem: You'll have to forgive me. These damn foreign names are so hard to rrremember.
Naja Salaheem: You're gonna have to wrrrite that one down before I forget ya completely, Sir Knight.
Raillefal: You would do well to remember. Lend me that sheet of parchment!
Naja Salaheem: You gotta be pulling my tail. How in blazes do ya read this? R-a-i-l-l-e-f-a-n? Ya pronounce that like "really fun" or somethin'?
Raillefal: That is no "N"! The last letter is an "L," I tell you! An "L"!
Naja Salaheem: You have a rrreally weird sense of humor, Sir Rifin, but I'm afraid you won't get any chuckles that way in Aht Urhgan. Our comedy is much more sophisticated than your nation's, obviously.
Naja Salaheem: But whatever. You've accomplished your task, which means ya finally made it in to Salaheem's Sentinels. At least that says somethin' for ya.
Naja Salaheem: Well then, Riffle. Welcome to the world of Private Second Class. Ya better prepare yourself for the jobs I'm gonna give ya.
Raillefal: Second class!?
Naja Salaheem: Player name! 
Don't just stand therrre with your head in the clouds! 
Be a good role model and drum some mercenary spirit into this gentleman.
Naja Salaheem: Everything should be just peachy now, right?
Naja Salaheem: Riffle.
Naja Salaheem: Hey you, Private Second Class!
Raillefal: My name is pronounced "rye-fall." Raillefal! It's not that difficult!
Raillefal: You must learn to address me with respect!
Naja Salaheem: Hey Riffle, wake up and smell the roses. Just who d'ya think ya are, anyway? A prince?
Raillefal: ...M-most certainly not!
Naja Salaheem: All rrright then, clean your ears out and listen up close.
Naja Salaheem: This is my board, and you are my pawns.
Naja Salaheem: You're expendable and easily rrreplaceable!
Raillefal: I can stand this absurdity no longer!
Raillefal: Adventurer, do you find no fault with Naja's foul attitude? She thinks she is a queen, but she is most certainly not!
Naja Salaheem: Obviously ya don't know beans about bein' a mercenary.
Naja Salaheem: Get out there in the mud with the boys and do your job, and next thing, ya could be rollin' in gil instead.
Naja Salaheem: I have no room here for snivelin' bellyachers. Find somethin' better to do with your time than grrrumble and moan.
Naja Salaheem: Player name! 
Drrrag this puk-brained adventurer to the Commissions Agency and have him sent off on the most hazardous task they can dig up.
Raillefal: I refuse. 
I need no escort.
Raillefal: In addition, I must attend a previous engagement. I will venture to the agency on my own time.
Naja Salaheem: You...you...
Naja Salaheem: ...Good-for-nothing, mutton-headed, son of a Troll! 
And I was in a good mood, too!
Naja Salaheem: Player name, if I were you, I'd curse the luck that brought you here!
Naja Salaheem: Go, and don't let that clot out of your sight!
Knight of Gold (pt.2) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Cacaroon: Cacaroon got cheeep info, ya? 
Yooo got big gil? Cacaroon got big info!
Cacaroon: Yooo...looking for something? Yooo need big info?
Cacaroon: Hohoroon!
Cacaroon: Mercenary laaady/maaan, look for Elvaan? With shiny shiny armor?
Alternate dialogue depending on Rhapsodies of Vana'diel progress:
Cacaroon: Yooo look for shiny shiny armor Elvaan? And weirdo with silly mask?
Cacaroon: Cacaroon no know weirdo!
Cacaroon: Mmm mmm mmm... Shiny Elvaan...shiny Elvaan...
Cacaroon: !!!
Cacaroon: Ohhh...maybe Cacaroon see him... 
Maybe Cacaroon not see him...?
Cacaroon: Mercenary laaady/maaan, Cacaroon like things that go "clink clink," ya?
:Do you have an Imperial bronze piece?
::Sure. <----- Chose this option!
::Not on me...
Cacaroon: Ohohoroon! 
Trade? Yooo trade to Cacaroon, ya?
Cacaroon: Cheeep info! 
Cacaroon only need one thing that go "clink clink," ya?
:Do you have an Imperial bronze piece?
::Sure.
::Not on me... <----- Chose this option!
Cacaroon: No? Well, Cacaroon like other types of "clink clink."
:Do you have 1000 gil?
::I guess... <----- Chose this option!
::Not for you!
Cacaroon: Ohohoroon! 
Trade? Yooo trade to Cacaroon, ya?
Cacaroon: Cheeep info! 
Cacaroon only need 1000 gil, ya?
:Do you have 1000 gil?
::I guess...
::Not for you! <----- Chose this option!
Cacaroon: Ohohoroon? 
Cacaroon need "clink clink" or mercenary laaady get no big info. 
Maybe yoo come back later?
Knight of Gold (pt.3) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Cacaroon: Cacaroon love sound of "clink clink," ya? 
Now mercenary laaady hear big info?
Cacaroon: Is that shiny shiny armor Elvaan?
Raillefal: Hm?
Raillefal: Ah, you are the adventurer I met in Salaheem's Sentinels.
Raillefal: Surely you did not track me down at the behest of that foul-mouthed feline?
Raillefal: Or perhaps you are here in search of information as well?
Raillefal: Well, the particulars are not important.
Raillefal: What matters is that we are both foreigners here. 
Have you not noticed anything...suspicious about this place?
Raillefal: They recruit mercenaries with what approaches desperation, and are surrounded by fiends more bloodthirsty than the most savage Orc. 
And yet this grand Empire has such a small standing army...
Raillefal: The more I investigate, the more I encounter the strangest things...
Cacaroon: Straaange? 
Yooo want to hear straaange?
Cacaroon: Ohohoroon!
Cacaroon: Cacaroon knows something straaange?
Raillefal: What's this? 
Well? Out with it, then!
Cacaroon: Shiny shiny Elvaan is scary...
Cacaroon: But is okay? 
Everyone here know this straaange thing. 
Cacaroon will tell yoo without "clink clink." 
Yooo no forget kind Cacaroon, ya?
Cacaroon: Most straaange thing in Al Zahbi is the "Astraaal Candysense." 
All who come to Al Zahbi want to see this thing, ya?
Raillefal: "Astral Candescence"?
Cacaroon: Ya, "Astraaal Candysense." 
Shiny shiny Elvaan not know that big info, ya?
Cacaroon: Yooo and shiny shiny Elvaan are mercenaries, ya? 
Yooo new to Al Zahbi?
Raillefal: I have heard of this object... 
An acquaintance of mine made some mention...
Cacaroon: Hohoroon? 
It is spinning, spinning, always spinning. 
Very pretty, ya?
Raillefal: Hm... 
This warrants further investigation...
Cacaroon: Shiny shiny Elvaan! 
Yooo no forget kind Cacaroon!
Cacaroon: Yooo learn big info from Cacaroon! 
Next time yoo bring "clink clink"!
Cacaroon: Very shiny shiny, ya?
Cacaroon: Cacaroon will never forget shiny shiny Elvaan.
Cacaroon: Shiny shiny Elvaan will come back to Cacaroon with "clink clink"!
Knight of Gold (pt.4) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Nadeey: Welcome to Walahra Temple. Our doors are always open to those seeking knowledge.
Nadeey: And why might a mercenary find himself/herself in this place of peace?
Nadeey: What is this!? 
You wish to obtain permission to gaze upon the Astral Candescence within the Hall of Binding...?
Nadeey: I applaud your scholarly curiosity, and I would assist you in this endeavor if I could...
Nadeey: However, I regret to inform you that entry into the hall is forbidden by the Serpent Generals for all but the servants of Walahra.
Nadeey: Even the Empress herself is not above this law.
Nadeey: I am afraid I cannot help you...
Raillefal: I grow weary of these refusals!
Nadeey: Oh dear, oh dear...
Nadeey: My good prin--ah, knight.
Raillefal: Former knight! 
I have forsaken my knightly vows and joined the mercenary ranks...
Raillefal: But that is beside the point. 
There is something I would ask you, servant of Walahra.
Nadeey: I will endeavor to answer any question, should it be within my power.
Raillefal: Hmph.
Raillefal: Is not the Walahra philosophy "From the void all things are born. To the void all things return" purported to be the fundamental tenet of existence?
Nadeey: Yes, this is so.
Raillefal: Then if all things eventually return to the void, would it matter if that process was accelerated?
Nadeey: Sir Raillefal, that is not the intended meaning.
Nadeey: Sage Walahra, our founder, built his philosophy around the unavoidable destiny that all of creation shares.
Raillefal: Then I would ask you...
Raillefal: Does the Astral Candescence interfere with this destiny of which you speak?
Nadeey: !?
Raillefal: I shall speak plainly. 
My reason for answering the Empire's call for mercenaries is simply to help stop this conflict and bring peace to the land.
Raillefal: However, the direct cause of the conflict lies in the very object that the servants of Walahra go to such great lengths to protect.
Raillefal: I wonder if the treasure held by the city is even the object in question...
Nadeey: ...
Raillefal: How is it that the great majority of Al Zahbi's citizens know naught of this!?
Nadeey: Your questions and doubts are justified...
Nadeey: However, even the servants of Walahra do not entirely understand the nature of the Astral Candescence.
Raillefal: Do you still plead ignorance?
Raillefal: Very well. 
But heed my words, servant of Walahra.
Raillefal: If you keep to your current path, an even greater conflict awaits to engulf you.
Raillefal: Do not think that I, Raillefal, will stand by in quite acquiescence!
Nadeey: I occasionally become the target of frustrated questioning by unbelievers...
Nadeey: I feel my inadequacy most keenly when I fail to help a soul understand the teachings of Walahra.
Nadeey: Such trials are part of my never-ending lessons on life...
Nadeey: In fact, thee was another who came to the temple quite recently. A Yagudo monk...
Nadeey: He was possessed of a much gentler mien than the golden knight, but his questions were much the same...
Nadeey: No matter their agenda, the servants of this temple are always ready to welcome those who express and interest in the teachings of Walahra.
Nadeey: Sage Walahra once said:
Nadeey: "I, alone, do not possess all the answers. Let us ponder the mysteries of the universe together.
Nadeey: "Shared knowledge is the shortest path to enlightenment."
Nadeey: You have come all the way to the capital of a distant nation. Perhaps you should take the opportunity to share your thoughts with others.
Nadeey: I am certain you will find the practice beneficial.
Nadeey: I seem to recall talk of the Shararat Teahouse becoming a popular gathering place for visitors to Al Zahbi.
Nadeey: Why not start your path to enlightenment there?
Knight of Gold (pt.5) - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Raillefal: I do not understand...
Raillefal: Those curs of Walahra. 
It was just as you described...
Raillefal: They did nothing but mock my queries.
Raillefal: What am I to do, Gessho?
Gessho: Sir Raillefal. 
I have acquired some information.
Gessho: The "Astral Wind." 
I hear these words often on the lips of Al Zahbi's citizens.
Raillefal: The "Astral Wind"...
Gessho: Yes. 
This is the name given to the ethereal breeze that stirs the air around the Astral Candescence.
Gessho: The wind arises whenever the Astral Candescence is set within its plinth, creating a sweet melody of unearthly timbre...
Raillefal: Your description makes this treasure sound more like some fairy's harp...
Gessho: I only repeat what was told to me by Nadeey, the man in Walahra Temple...
Raillefal: Ah. That one.
Raillefal: When I pressed him with my suspicion that the Astral Candescence was the cause of these conflicts, he was not surprised in the least.
Raillefal: It makes no sense. 
I cannot believe the Astral Candescence is worth sacrificing the lives of Aht Urhgan's citizens.
Raillefal: Could this trinket be the true treasure the Empire seeks to safeguard?
Gessho: Please...
Gessho: With our current meager information, we have nothing more than meaningless conjecture. We must delve further into this mystery.
Gessho: I beg your leave...
Raillefal: But I cannot understand this. 
Why sacrifice the soldiers of this nation for the sake of a mere instrument?
Raillefal: I do not think this treasure to be on the scale of San d'Oria's legendary sword, but...
Gessho: Please...
Gessho: I do not think that information is meant for my ears.
Gessho: I beg your leave...
Raillefal: Gessho!
Raillefal: I would stay away from Salaheem's Sentinels...
Raillefal: You.
Raillefal: Aren't you an employee of Salaheem's Sentinels?
Raillefal: Do not tell that Mithra of what you have heard here...
Raillefal: So, how much have you learned?
:What have you learned about?
::The Empire. <----- Chose this option!
::Walahra Temple.
::Salaheem's Sentinels.
Raillefal: Oho! 
So you knew this as well...!
Raillefal: The Empire of Aht Urhgan is ruled by Nashmeira II, the 16th Empress of the Majaab Dynasty.
Raillefal: There are actually two capitals to help govern this immense nation--one in the east and one in the west. As you have probably guessed, this western capital is Al Zahbi, also known as the Imperial Capital.
:What have you learned about?
::The Empire.
::Walahra Temple. <----- Chose this option!
::Salaheem's Sentinels.
Raillefal: Oho! 
So you knew this as well...!
Raillefal: The sphere that floats in the center of the temple is called the "Gordeus."
Raillefal: In the ancient past, when the Gordeus was unraveled by the Sage Walahra, it is said he came to understand the fundamental principle of existence.
:What have you learned about?
::The Empire.
::Walahra Temple.
::Salaheem's Sentinels. <----- Chose this option!
Raillefal: Oho! 
So I am not the only one who has realized!
Raillefal: That company is where I endured the worst insults of my entire life!
:What have you learned about?
::Raillefal's secret. <----- Chose this option!
Raillefal: What is this!? 
My secret? Explain yourself? 
I am nothing more than a mercenary who has left the life of a Temple Knight behind him!
:You are really...
::A deadly Tarutaru. <----- Chose this option!
::A musketeer leader.
::A San d'Orian prince.
Raillefal: !?
Do you mock me, sir/madame!?
Raillefal: How could you confuse me with that violent cursemaker!? 
And a Tarutaru, no less!
:You are really...
::A deadly Tarutaru.
::A musketeer leader. <----- Chose this option!
::A San d'Orian prince.
Raillefal: Goddess forbid!
Raillefal: I hardly think I resemble that bearded buffoon!
:You are really...
::A deadly Tarutaru.
::A musketeer leader.
::A San d'Orian prince. <----- Chose this option!
Raillefal: I...
Raillefal: I, Raillefal, could...never...be that proud...and dignified...!
:Raillefal is really...
::Prince Pieuje. <----- Chose this option!
::Prince Trion.
::Prince Halver.
Raillefal: Of all the...! 
How could you mistake me for my good-for-nothing, arrogant brother!
:Raillefal is really...
::Prince Pieuje.
::Prince Trion. <----- Chose this option!
::Prince Halver.
Raillefal: Foolishness! 
I, Trion, could never be compared to that... 
Ah... 
Raillefal: Urgh...
:Raillefal is really...
::Prince Pieuje.
::Prince Trion.
::Prince Halver. <----- Chose this option!
Raillefal: Prince Halver!? 
The only princes in San d'Oria are my brother Pieuje and myself!
Raillefal: Ah!
Raillefal: ...
Raillefal: ......
Raillefal: ...You have me.
Raillefal: Trion I d'Oraguille is undone...
Raillefal: Hmm... 
How could you have pierced my disguise? 
It must be your training as an adventurer.
Raillefal: This goes beyond all patience.
Raillefal: But now that you know my true identity, you shall pay the price for mocking the prince! 
I have a task for you!
Raillefal: Deliver this letter to Monarlais Halver in Chateau d'Oraguille. 
Tell him it comes from the famous Sage Raillefal.
Raillefal: The future of Aht Urhgan, as well as the four nations of Altana, depends upon the safe delivery of this letter!
Raillefal: You, and no other, will be personally responsible for its arrival. Fail in this, and you shall never set foot on my nation's soil again!