Gate of Memoirs/The Final Foray

You vaguely wonder if this last trip into Orebus might be your last trip anywhere.
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Music: "Demon Slayers"	Music: "Demon Slayers"
 	
*The Orebus Special Inquiry has made impressive headway on its objectives.
*In just a few short months, the devastating civil war—once an enigma to researchers on the surface—has been recorded for the first time.
*The various factions of Orebus have left their marks (voices, really) in the Battle Logs...
*Each of them a voice from some distant, forgotten past, bearing fragments of their memories.
*Most of them had to do with war because Noel sifted through them specifically,
*but you like to think that some of their more vulnerable moments are out there somewhere.
*As you stand in front of the double doors to the Inquiry, you consider all this for just a moment...
*Giselle's Voice: , what're you doing standing there?
*Giselle's Voice: Come in. Don't be silly.
*You mumble something half-formed from your thoughts, but don't elaborate on them.
 	
*Giselle: Uhh, okay...?
*Giselle: Oh, my. Maybe you need some good old homecooked food to get that off your mind.
*Giselle: Is work getting a bit too much?
 	
*Giselle: Or is it the sheer revelation that so many people out there have lives you'll possibly never know about?
 	
*You gape at her for a moment before Noel comes over, all binders and business.
 	
*Noel: Did I miss something?
 	
*Giselle: No~pe.
*Giselle: What have you got for us today?
 	
*Noel: Unfortunately, not much. The scouts haven't had much luck uncovering anything that doesn't belong to the factions we've already seen.
*Noel: This is usually the case when we nearly exhaust the entire scope of a project like this one.
 	
*Noel: Doesn't mean it gets any easier, though.
 	
*Giselle: Aww.
*Giselle: It'd be too much of a joke from the cosmos to deny us the final piece of the puzzle when we've already come so far.
 	
*Giselle: But that's what Murf's Law is all about, right?
 	
*Noel: I...don't think I've ever heard of a law like that.
 	
*Giselle: Colloquialism, my dear.
 	
*Giselle: Anyway, back on topic. We're missing just Ceulfan, right?
*Giselle: It sort of makes sense if you consider that his faction, the Forshu, might not be like the others.
*Giselle: Doesn't it seem strange that no other factions have mentioned the Forshu so far?
 	
*Noel: Hmm...So they might work almost entirely behind the scenes.
*Noel: Having any sort of log would be incriminating.
*Noel: I'd entertain the possibility that they might not have any at all...
*Noel: ...but when you take into account the fact that Wannahon captured the entirety of their conversation in his Battle Log...
 	
*Giselle: Looks like we do still have some hope after all.
 	
*Giselle: , we're counting on you.
*Giselle: Why you? Well, is it any wonder how you keep managing to hit the mother lode while you're out fighting "sentient rocks?"
 	
*Noel seems distinctly unimpressed by the jab.
 	
*But Giselle's right. You definitely seem to have a knack for these things.
*Do you personally believe the voices of the dead are clamoring to be heard?
*That would mean Ceulfan doesn't want to talk to you. Which is, of course, preposterous—you've never met the man.
*You laugh to yourself, prompting another curious (and probably worried) look from Giselle and Noel.
 	
*And Elise.
*Elise: , I think you need a long break after this.
 	
*No! That's not the point. It's just...
*Something's not quite right about all this. The Logs. The records of the dead. The Revenants.
*Ceulfan isn't the only missing bit of the puzzle here.
*The darkest secrets might only be found in equally shadowed places...