Aht Urhgan Mission 18: Passing Glory/Plot Details

===Cutscenes===
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===Game Script===
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Passing Glory - Aht Urhgan Whitegate
Arzizah: You want to know what's behind the gate?
Arzizah: This gate leads to the Imperial Ward. 
You may only enter by the grace of Her Magnificence, the Empress, or if you have Al Zahbi citizenship.
Arzizah: No place for a mercenary like you. 
Be on your way.
???: Now, hold up there.
Naja Salaheem: I know how standin' around all day can start to grrreate on ya nerves.
Arzizah: And who might you be...? 
Ah, a Salaheem's Sentinels employee.
Arzizah: What is your business here? You have just as little chance of passing through the Imperial Whitegate. 
Have you come to deliver a message?
Naja Salaheem: Hmph.
Naja Salaheem: For the sake of something that insignificant...
Naja Salaheem: ...do ya think...
Naja Salaheem: ...that the prrresident of Salaheem's Sentinels...
Naja Salaheem: ...would come all the way to the Imperial Whitegate!?
Naja Salaheem: My employee, Player name, and I are here at the invitation of Grand Vizier Razfahd.
Naja Salaheem: You're always sayin' that anyone with the permission of the Empress has the right to pass through the gate. 
Am I rrright?
Arzizah: That is correct.
Naja Salaheem: Then ya shouldn't have a prrroblem with anyone bearin' the signed invitation of her highest official.
Arzizah: ...
Arzizah: Yes. Well. 
This seems to be in order.
Arzizah: Not so fast. 
I have to check this with my superior.
Naja Salaheem: Lala-lala-la~.♪
Gessho: Greetings!
Naja Salaheem: Gessho! 
Ya scared the livin' daylights outta me!
Gessho: My apologies, President Naja. 
Player name.
Gessho: I came as soon as I learned your destination from Abquhbah.
Gessho: I most humbly ask you a favor.
Gessho: The Empress wishes to hear the tale directly from one who has boarded the ghost ship...
Gessho: And you must bring one other acquaintance, correct?
Gessho: It is rare that one manages a glimpse of Her Magnificence in person.
Gessho: If I might be the one to accompany...
Gessho: !!!
Gessho: (What a terrible visage...)
Arzizah: Your invitation has been verified. You may pass through the Imperial White...
Arzizah: !?
Arzizah: Halt! 
Who are you supposed to be!?
Gessho: I am a colleague to these people.
Arzizah: Halt, I say! 
You may not pass without permission!
Gessho: You do me injustice! 
I am an employee of Salaheem's Sentinels, and a mercenary in service to your Empire.
Arzizah: Being a mercenary has nothing to do with it.
Naja Salaheem: Gessho.
Naja Salaheem: I hate to be the one to say it, but your fashion sense may be a little rrrevealin'...
Naja Salaheem: And ya don't look like someone on the way to meet the Empress.
Naja Salaheem: Even if by some fluke of the imagination you were allowed to pass through this gate...
Naja Salaheem: ...before you made it to the palace...
Naja Salaheem: ...I would grab ya by the scrrruff of the neck and march ya back to the office! 
Naja Salaheem: I will not have the rrreputation of my company drrragged through the mud!
Gessho: How unreasonable...
Nashmeira: You may look upon us...
Nashmeira: Be welcome, mercenary, Naja Salaheem.
Nashmeira: For uncovering the truth behind the ghost ship in the name of our Empire...
Nashmeira: ...we are truly grateful.
Naja Salaheem: Your Magnificence.
Nashmeira: However...
Naja Salaheem: !?
Nashmeira: We are... 
We are troubled...
Nashmeira: The Ashu Talif... 
A vessel of the lost kingdom, Ephramad...
Ovjang: I understand your trepidation, Your Magnicence...
Ovjang: However, we should leave the ghosts of Ephramad in the past, where they belong.
Ovjang: In any case...
Ovjang: With the most powerful army in Urhguum under the command of Your Magnificence...
Ovjang: ...there is nothing to fear!
???: Nothing to fear...
Rishfee: According to reports from the staging points, that ghost ship still sails the Cyan Deep...
Rishfee: If this vessel truly is the Black Coffin--the symbol of Ephramad's resistance that supposedly sank two hundred years ago...
Amnaf: There is little chance of stopping the commotion amongst the lost kingdom's descendants once they finally learn the truth.
Amnaf: And even without this added disturbance, the never-ending beastmen attacks have the civilans in the Commoners' Ward at boiling point.
Rishfee: It is not just the appearance of the Black Coffin--if Admiral Luzaf has risen from the grave...
Amnaf: This unrest will explode into violence. The capital will disintegrate from within...
Rishfee: Great Walahra...
Rishfee: We must speak with Captain Raubahn and reassign a number of the Immortals to investigation these spectral corsairs.
Amnaf: Yes. There is not time to waste...
Ovjang: Immortals. 
Lower your voices.
???: Silence.
Nashmeira: Player name.
Nashmeira: Your efforts have served the Empire admirably. 
We have prepared a reward... 
Nashmeira: Mnejing...
Mnejing: Your reward...
Obtained: Glory crown.
Nashmeira: That glory crown is a symbol of our trust in you...
Nashmeira: We are the Empress... 
The Empress and Aht Urhgan are as one...
Nashmeira: Our trust is the trust of the Empire...
Nashmeira: Our wishes are the wishes of the Empire...
Ovjang: You know...
Ovjang: This palace is terribly boring when it's quiet.
Mnejing: That mercenary...Player name...
Ovjang: Yes, I should like to pull that one's strings again.
Ovjang: Things have certainly become lively.
Ovjang: We have the beastmen, the Dark Rider... 
Ovjang: ...and now the Black Coffin and Prince Luzaf...
Mnejing: ...
Ovjang: I wonder how it will all turn out!
Mnejing: That is what the mercenary is for...
Ovjang: Yes!
Ovjang: I wanted to speak more with Player name about the ghost ship.
Ovjang: We had him/her come all the way to the palace...
Ovjang: ...but had so little chance to ask the details!
Ovjang: Yes...
Ovjang: It is our wish that Player name be presented before us once again...
Mnejing: ...
Ovjang: ...
Ovjang: Hehehe.
Mnejing: That was terrible.
Ovjang: Did you say somethng!?
Mnejing: ...M-most certainly not!
Ovjang: Yow!
Razfahd: ...
Nashmeira: Grand Vizier...
Razfahd: ...
Nashmeira: Grand Vizier. 
How does the eastern front progress?
Razfahd: Your Magnificnce. 
What have you been doing in my absence?
Nashmeira: We do not...
Razfahd: What have you done!?
Nashmeira: ...
Razfahd: Is it true that you signed my name to invite a mercenary into the palace!?
Razfahd: I have heard the rumors...
Razfahd: Your games go too far...
Razfahd: Listen to me. 
If you are continue your role as Empress, you must learn some discretion.
Razfahd: Perform the functions you are entrusted with, and to everything else...
Razfahd: ...you must close your yes and cover your ears.
Razfahd: This is the only way to ensure your safety.
Razfahd: Do you understand?
Razfahd: I am concerned for your well-being.
Razfahd: I do not wish Her Magnificence to soil her hands with the Empire's dark secrets.
Razfahd: You must learn to be prudent, as I am.
Nashmeira: Grand Vizier...
Nashmeira: There is such a thing as worrying too much...
Ovjang: Yes, yes. 
You worry far too much.
Ovjang: Overprotective! Overprotective!
Razfahd: Silence!
Aphmau: I-I'm sorry...
Razfahd: Let me remind you.
Razfahd: Your Magnificence can do nothing alone...
Naja Salaheem: Rrright. 
Don't ya have something to give me?
:Do you have something for Naja?
::I suppose. <----- Chose this option!
::I have nothing for her.
Naja Salaheem: That's my boy/girl! 
Nice to see you've figured out the system.
:Do you have something for Naja?
::I suppose.
::I have nothing for her. <----- Chose this option!
Naja Salaheem: Abquhbah!
Abquhbah: Coming, President Naja!
Naja Salaheem: Prepare to rrrecite articles 2, 32, and 64 from the Mercenary Assessment Guidelines!
Naja Salaheem: Article 2!
Abquhbah: Fulfill President Naja's requests without fail!
Naja Salaheem: Article 32!
Abquhbah: Failure to heed President Naja's requests will result in pay cuts.
Naja Salaheem: Article 64!
Abquhbah: An employee is entitled to nothing!
Abquhbah: <Pant>...<cough>... 
...That is all!
Naja Salaheem: Does that clear things up for ya?
:Clear things up?
::Yes, ma'am. <----- Chose this option!
::Not really.
Naja Salaheem: That's my boy/girl! 
Nice to see you've figured out the system.
:Clear things up?
::Yes, ma'am.
::Not really. <----- Chose this option!
Naja Salaheem: You've got to be kiddin' me. 
What's goin' on inside your head? 
Will it echo if I yell in your ear?
Naja Salaheem: That head...
Naja Salaheem swipes your glory crown!
Naja Salaheem: ...doesn't deserve to wear something like this.
Naja Salaheem: Don't look so glum. 
That kind of thing should be worn by someone who has nothin' left to accomplish.
Naja Salaheem: But seein' as how you carried out your task, I'll give ya this Imperial mythril piece instead.
Naja Salaheem: In the distant future, after you've worked for...
Naja Salaheem: ...years...
Naja Salaheem: ...and years...
Naja Salaheem: ...and a few more years on top of that...
Naja Salaheem: When you've managed to become the best mercenary ya can be, I'll be rrready to hand over the glory crown to ya.
Naja Salaheem: Hehe.♪
Naja Salaheem: Of course, if ya start slackin' off, I might change my mind and just sell it at the auction house.
Your glory crown was swapped for an Imperial mythril piece!
You receive a measly 1 Imperial mythril piece!