Peace for the Spirit/Plot Details

===Cutscenes===
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===Game Script===
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!Peace for the Spirit - Chateau d'Oraguille - Dialogue
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|Curilla: 
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!Peace for the Spirit - Southern San d'Oria
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|Valderotaux: Well, it seems you faced great danger there. But you found new trappings for battle, so all is well. Isn't it, Sharzalion?
Valderotaux: What's the matter? It's not like you at all.
Sharzalion: So, the rumor was true...
Valderotaux: Rumor?
Sharzalion: Yes, about Rainemard's death. Some say he was killed because he knew too much.
Valderotaux: Too much about what?
Sharzalion: I do not know. Surely it would behoove us to delve no further. For my part, I shall pretend I haven't heard what was spoken here today.
Valderotaux: You're never this timid.
Sharzalion: Discretion, my friend, is the better part of valor.
Valderotaux: Say... I know a way to talk to the dead. What do you say?
Sharzalion: Valdero, no!
Valderotaux: In Fei'Yin there is an old fountain run dry. They say that you can call a spirit of the dead by simply casting an Antique Coin into it. At any rate, that place is a decrepit ruin, so there's no end to the hogwash rumors.
Sharzalion: Don't believe a word of it, my friend. 
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!Peace for the Spirit - Fei'Yin
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|Rainemard: Dark... So dark... 
I can't...move... 
Somebody...free me from this place... 
Free me from this darkness...
Rainemard: I still have something I need to tell her...
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!Peace for the Spirit - Southern San d'Oria - Dialogue
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|Sharzalion: 
Daggao:
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!Peace for the Spirit - Garlaige Citadel
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|Rainemard stands up from the box you opened.
Rainemard: Who are you? I am sorry. Someone killed me and hid my remains here...
Rainemard: For so long, I have begged for someone to come release my trapped soul. But none heard my pleas...
Rainemard begins to walk away.
Rainemard: Now I am free! You have my thanks, but I have no time. I must go now.
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!Peace for the Spirit - Northern San d'Oria
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|People running from the cathedral.
Maurine: A ghost of a red mage is in the church!
Rainemard comes out after them and casts a spell knocking him unconscious. He collapses on the steps. Knights run up, led by Trion and Curilla.
Ferdechoid: The enemy is here! Knights, to arms!
Curilla: (runs forward) Father!
Trion: Wait, Curilla! Be not deceived! That is no father of yours!
Trion: Curilla!?
Curilla stands between Rainemard and the knights and puts her hand on her sword.
Trion: Stop, Curilla!
Ferdechiond: Prince Trion!
Trion: Knights, stand down!
Trion: Curilla, drop your sword.
Curilla: I will not be defeated...
Curilla draws her sword and swings at Trion. He puts his hands up to protect himself.
Trion: Argh!
Curilla drops her sword and collapses.
Trion: Curilla!
Curilla: But I am not afraid of defeat.
Rainemard turns into a axe wielding Shadow! It raises its axe to kill Curilla from behind.
Trion: Look out!
The real Rainemard defeats the Shadow!
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Rainemard: By a hair's breadth I made it in time. 
Curilla, forgive me for exposing you to this danger. 
Curilla: Father...
Rainemard: A true warrior does not shrink from defeat. My only regret was not teaching that to you.
Rainemard: But it seems that you have already learned, Curilla. My how you have grown!
Rainemard turns to Trion.
Rainemard: Watch over her, Prince.
Trion: You have my word.
Rainemard turns to you.
Rainemard: Long have I troubled you. When I appeared here, a minion of the dark followed me. 
For that I am sorry.
Rainemard: This will not fully expiate my sins, but perhaps you may find some use for it. Please accept it.
Rainemard: And keep a watchful eye on this church. It is a pity I can say nothing more.
He turns back to Curilla.
Rainemard: Curilla, I am relieved to see you standing tall. Though we shall never meet again, I want you to remember...
Rainemard: You will always be my daughter. And I will always watch over you.
Rainemard: I should return this watch. Carry it in memory of me.
Rainemard: Now I must go... Farewell, my daughter!
He walks up the steps of the cathedral.
Curilla: Father!
Rainemard turns around and looks at her, before continuing and fading away.
Curilla: I'll always be your daughter.
Camera moves up showing Shamonde watching from his balcony. He turns around and walks back inside.