Silent yet Shining

Silent yet Shining is an Adventure Mission on Jarilo-VI. 
==Acquisition==
After completing the Adventure Mission Ring and Stage II, talk to Scott.
==Steps==
#Talk to Kluzer and ask about his health status
#Gift the anonymous packages (0/3)
#Check Kluzer's condition
#Ask the audience members about Kluzer's whereabouts
#Ask Scott about Kluzer's whereabouts
#Look for Kluzer
#Defeat the monster that hurt Kluzer
#*Fight:
#**Everwinter Shadewalker (Lv. 42)
#**Ice Out of Space (Lv. 42)
#Check Kluzer's injuries
#Tell Natasha about Kluzer and his packages
==Dialogue==
===Pre-Mission===
;(Talk to Scott)
: How is Monster Armor now?
:Scott: He's alright, he's off the peak now but that's nothing to worry about.
:Scott: I'll get him to fight a robot a few times next, just to heat things up again.
: I'm worried about contamination by the armor...
:Scott: Contamination? Don't be ridiculous, what kind of contamination can the armor have? I think that guy is ridiculously strong. He can smash the robot with his bare hands.
: I'll go and check on him.
::Scott: I sign boxers to make money, not to treat them like babies! He's not that delicate!
::Scott: Instead of pitying that guy, you should feel sorry for me, who wasted all that money!
: Oh yeah? I don't believe you.
::Scott: Believe it or not, these boxer scums know nothing about being grateful. He's not worth your time.
:Scott: You know what, he's actually got a match today, and he's in there. Go and talk to him, just leave me alone.
;(New Mission Silent yet Shining)
===Talk to Kluzer and ask about his health status===
;(Talk to Kluzer)
:Kluzer: ...Can I help you?
: How are you feeling?
::Kluzer: Same old, nothing much.
::Kluzer: Thank you for your kindness, but I... *cough*... I'm fine... *cough*... It's no biggie.
: I came here to see you.
::Kluzer: ...I'm fine, no need to worry.
::Kluzer: Thank you for your kindness, but I... *cough*... I'm fine... *cough*... It's no biggie.
: I just came to see the armor.
::Kluzer: This monster armor scared a lot of people and made a lot of money.
::Kluzer: *cough*... Forget I said anything if I misunderstood you... I'm alright... *cough*... Nothing wrong.
;(All dialogue options will lead to the following response)
: You are very weak. You should see a doctor.
::Kluzer: No, I'm fine, thanks.
: The armor may have adverse effects on people...
::Kluzer: There are no adverse effects. As I said, I'm in good health, and good shape... *cough* I can continue to fight.
:Kluzer: Ahem... I have a few matches with robots in a bit, I need to prepare...
:Kluzer: Cough! Cough cough—
:Onlooking Boxer: Hey, Monster Armor! Wake up, wake up!
:Onlooking Boxer: Why did he fall? Is something wrong?
:(Trailblazer): (Have to take him to the clinic for a checkup
:You bring Kluzer to Natasha's clinic. His frail appearance really bothers you.
:Natasha: Oh? (Trailblazer), what happened to this friend of yours?
: (You tell Natasha what happened)
:Natasha: Armor from Fragmentum monsters? He's really got some guts to walk around wearing such a dangerous thing...
:Kluzer: Mr. Scott told me that if I wear this armor to matches, I will get a raise... *cough*
:Natasha: Is the money worth your life?
:Kluzer: ...There's a lot of holes I need to fill... *cough* with money...
:Kluzer: *cough* *cough* Are we done now, doc? Can I go back now?
: Wait, let's read the diagnosis first.
::Natasha: Well, the report is out, but the situation... is really not good.
: You can't go back yet.
::Natasha: The doc hasn't spoken yet... and you really can't go back like this.
:Natasha: Look here, these are all old wounds which should have healed long ago, but not only did the wounds not heal, there are crystal-like things on the surface.
:Natasha: I have checked, and these crystals are very similar in composition to the detritus in the Fragmentum. I've seen some patients affected by Fragmentum corrosion and your current symptoms are similar to theirs.
:Natasha: Corrosion is like a kind of chronic toxin. It constantly interferes with the normal healing process of wounds, which in turn increases the burden on the organs, and can lead to organ failure in severe cases.
:Natasha: In short, you can no longer touch this armor, and you must cease all fighting activities for the time being. Get some good rest, recover from your injuries, and come back to me for follow up.
:Kluzer: ...So I can't fight anymore?
:Natasha: I'm not being alarmist. If you go on like this, sooner or later you'll fall in the ring — the kind of fall you'll never recover from. Do you understand?
:Kluzer: ...Yes doc.
:Kluzer: I'll leave now then... Thank you, stranger.
:Kluzer left the clinic dragging his injured body...
:Natasha: You know, I've seen too many patients like this, and most of them won't follow the doctor's orders...
:Natasha: (Trailblazer), don't go yet. I need to ask you a favor.
: What is it?
: Wow, how convenient... for you.
::Natasha: Well, it's my lucky day. Now listen to me.
:Natasha: A while ago, someone began sending a package full of supplies to the clinic every few days.
:Natasha: The contents are always roughly the same: food, toys, and simple clothes for children.
:Natasha: Strangely, it's never the same guy who delivers the package, and none of them would tell me who the generous donor is...
:Natasha: Thanks to this anonymous kind-hearted donor, the children here have more than enough things for the time being.
:Natasha: ...which is why now we have some extra stuff. Let me see... a few tins of milk powder, a few sets of clothes for toddlers, and two sets of storybooks.
:Natasha: I'd hate to see these go to waste. Could you help me give them to someone who needs them more?
: Leave it to me.
: You're treating me like a delivery man.
:Natasha: Alright, let's go.
;(Obtain , , )
===Gift the anonymous packages (0/3)===
;(Talk to Scraggy Miner)
:Scraggy Miner: Where can I get some Moo-Moo baby formula? *sigh*... The little guy is crying nonstop...
: Are you worried about baby formula?
::Scraggy Miner: I want to buy baby formula. I have been to the market several times, but the milk is expensive and always in short supply, and after the rent is paid, there's not much left...
:: I happen to have some baby formula. Take these.
: Why would the little guy keep crying?
::Scraggy Miner: His mother left him and I don't have what it takes to look after him. If only I could get some baby formula, then perhaps...
:: I happen to have some baby formula. Take these.
:Scraggy Miner: Wait what? That's... thank you, I mean... really, thank you so very much.
;(Submit )
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;(Talk to Wandering Little Girl)
:Wandering Little Girl: Why hasn't mummy finished work yet... *sniff* *sniff*
: Why are you here alone?
::Wandering Little Girl: I—I'm not alone... I'm waiting for mummy to finish work.
:: It's dangerous for you to be here alone.
:::Wandering Little Girl: Ugh... bu—but daddy is sleeping in the mines... and mummy said he'll need to sleep a few more years before he comes back...
:::Wandering Little Girl: Mummy's gotta work, she works hard... So I wait here. Everyone here knows me.
:: Does your dad take care of you?
:::Wandering Little Girl: ...daddy is sleeping in the mines... and mummy said he'll need to sleep a few more years before he comes back...
: Why isn't she off work yet?
::Wandering Little Girl: ...Stranger danger! Mummy said, "Never talk to strangers!
:: It's dangerous for you to be here alone.
:::Wandering Little Girl: Ugh... bu—but daddy is sleeping in the mines... and mummy said he'll need to sleep a few more years before he comes back...
:::Wandering Little Girl: Mummy's gotta work, she works hard... So I wait here. Everyone here knows me.
:: Does your dad take care of you?
:::Wandering Little Girl: ...daddy is sleeping in the mines... and mummy said he'll need to sleep a few more years before he comes back...
:Wandering Little Girl: Mummy said, she's saving money to buy me my favorite story books for my birthday. Not sure if she forgot...
: Your mom asked me to give you this gift.
:Wandering Little Girl: Wow! For real!? Now I finally have a fairy tale book of my own too!
;(Submit )
:Wandering Little Girl: Are you... are you mum's work friend? I don't think I've met you before...
:Wandering Little Girl: Thank you! I'll just stay here and read while I wait for my mom to get off work...
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;(Talk to Courteous Woman)
:Courteous Woman: What should I do? Must I really go to Rivet Town in person?
: Why go to Rivet Town?
:Courteous Woman: Eh? Excuse me, are you talking to me?
:Courteous Woman: If I don't make a trip to Rivet Town, my sister will suffer... ugh.
: It's dangerous to go alone...
:Courteous Woman: But if I don't, then my sister will be in trouble... *sigh*
: Tell me what happened.
: You must need toddler clothes then.
::Courteous Woman: Eh? How do you know? I haven't even said anything yet.
:Courteous Woman: My sister... she has a strange skin disease and can't wear ordinary coarse linen clothes, or else a red rash will break out all over her body, which can be unbearably painful and itchy.
:Courteous Woman: Before we moved out of Rivet Town, we always went to a local tailor to convert the soft fabrics of toddler clothes into bodysuits that she could wear.
:Courteous Woman: After the town fell, we lost contact with the tailor, and it became increasingly difficult to find clothes with delicate fabrics...
:Courteous Woman: As the eldest sister in the family, I have to take good care of my younger sister... If necessary, I will go back to the tailor's shop in Rivet Town by myself to find some.
: I do have some toddler clothes. Wanna see?
:Courteous Woman: ...really? Please show me...
;(Submit )
:Courteous Woman: Oh the fabric... I really miss it, I haven't touched a fabric this delicate for such a long time.
:Courteous Woman: So how do you plan to sell these outfits? I don't have much money on me, but if it's for my sister...
: Have it for free.
:Courteous Woman: ...For real? Thank you so much. I'll go home and tailor the clothes now! When the chance comes, I'd like to treat you to my home-baked moss bread. It's super yummy when fresh out of the oven.
:Courteous Woman: Hey, look at this... It looks like a letter that fell out of your clothes. Is it yours?
;(Opens Kluzer's Letter)
;(Obtain )
===Check Kluzer's condition===
;(After gifting all three packages)
:(Trailblazer): (So Kluzer is the anonymous donor who sent supplies to the clinic?)
:(Trailblazer): (The symptoms are still worsening... he is well aware of his condition.)
:(Trailblazer): (I should just check with him in person.)
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;(Approach the marked area)
:(Trailblazer): (Kluzer doesn't seem to be here. I'll ask the people around here about his whereabouts.)
===Ask the audience members about Kluzer's whereabouts===
;(Talk to Boxing Match Fan)
:Boxing Match Fan: Hey, I don't understand, how could Monster Armor be beaten so easily...
:Excited Audience: Haha, I told you so. Fighting against a five-time champ is no joke. You hear me?
: Is Monster Armor still in the boxing gym?
:Excited Audience: He just finished a match, and he was utterly destroyed! As soon as the match was over, he ran away, hahaha!
:Boxing Match Fan: Uh... I saw him being scolded by the owner just then. Not sure where he went after.
:Excited Audience: Monster Armor got beaten up so badly. You are not thinking about getting an autograph from him, are you? I mean, all eyes are on the five-time champ now, and no one cares about that Monster Armor clown anymore!
:Boxing Match Fan: But Monster Armor wasn't bad at all before. It's a shame he lost his edge...
===Ask Scott about Kluzer's whereabouts===
;(Talk to Scott)
: Is Kluzer still here?
:Scott: Of course he is. He's still under contract. Where else can he go?
:Scott: He's just another has-been who can't adapt to the audience's tastes... Hmph. He's now just in it for the base wage that I charitably trickle down to him!
: What do you mean by "has-been"?
::Scott: Ha! You obviously don't pay much attention to our boxing matches, do you? He was beaten so badly by the five-time champ. It was such a one-sided fiasco.
: So boxing is all about winning?
::Scott: Ha, winning won't be enough! Making money for me is more important than winning games.
::Scott: Besides, he can't even win anymore. He was beaten so badly by the five-time champ. It was such a one-sided fiasco.
:Scott: I know the audience too well. They quickly tire of the old and are constantly chasing after the new. Whoever beats the latest crowd favorite gets to be the next super star.
: Then why is he still fighting?
::Scott: What else can he do to put food on the table? It's not like you are gonna pay for his living.
: He should just take a break.
::Scott: A break!? He should first try to take a break from being such a loser!
:Scott: If I had known you were coming, I wouldn't have sent him to the Fragmentum to find a new set of armor. Should always leave things like this to pros like you.
: New armor?
:Scott: Yeah, didn't I just say, he was badly injured not long ago and even got his armor broken.
:Scott: He should've tried to be a gracious loser and recognized the massive gap in strength between himself and his opponent.
:Scott: But that guy doesn't seem to know when to quit. Ever since he woke up from his concussion, he has been pestering me nonstop, begging me to give him another chance in the ring.
:Scott: Luckily for him, I was in a particularly merciful mood today. So I told him that the audience has been long sick of his old shtick. If he wants to win back the audience, he simply needs to find himself a much more powerful monster for a different set of armor.
: Is he still fit to fight in his condition?
::Scott: Who knows? All I saw was the guy limping away with a broken leg. He probably went looking for new armor, as he should.
::Scott: But who cares! Monster Armor has already made me quite some money. He can go wherever he wants. After all, it's a free town here.
: There're no different kinds of monster armor!
::Scott: You think I know nothing about Fragmentum monsters, huh? I've seen some bigger and scarier ones, and if he can get his hands on one of those, then I'm willing to pay more to rehire him.
::Scott: I saw the guy limping away with a broken leg. He probably went looking for new armor, as he should. And he'd better find one, or else he shouldn't even bother coming back.
: It's too dangerous. I'll go find him!
::Scott: He probably headed to Rivet Town. That's where the monsters are, after all. If you leave now, you may still catch him.
: You are so cruel.
::Scott: Hmph. If you don't like this, you can just bring him back. He went looking for monsters, so he must have gone to Rivet Town.
===Look for Kluzer===
;(Upon reaching Rivet Town)
:(Trailblazer): (Kluzer is seriously injured? Oh no... I have a bad feeling...)
;(Approach Kluzer)
:(Trailblazer): (This is... Kluzer? What happened to him?)
:(Trailblazer): (Wait, the one next to him is...)
===Defeat the monster that hurt Kluzer===
===Check Kluzer's injuries===
;(Investigate Kluzer after defeating the monsters)
:Kluzer: In the end... the parcel... went to...
:Kluzer: ...
:Kluzer fell to the ground and vanished without a trace, just like a Fragmentum Monster.
:His personal belongings are scattered around where he has just disappeared. "To Natasha's Clinic, Boulder Town" was written clearly on the unsent parcel.
:;(Obtain )
:(Trailblazer): (Looks like Kluzer is the kind-hearted donor after all, who's been sending supplies to the clinic all this time...)
:(Trailblazer): (He shouldn't have come to this miserable end... I have to tell Natasha about this.)
===Tell Natasha about Kluzer and his packages===
;(Talk to Natasha)
: (Tell Natasha about Kluzer)
:Natasha: So the anonymous donor was Kluzer...
:Natasha: Oh, I remember helping him with the diagnosis when he was so weakened by that suit of armor.
:Natasha: I never approved of how he risked his life like that. I can't imagine how strong-willed he must be to manage to do all this in his condition.
:Natasha: But why would he risk his life this much and be this generous? All this for what, exactly?
: To provide a better life for his wife and children?
::Natasha: His financials didn't seem that good, and yet he donated so much to us at the clinic, which just doesn't make sense...
: I don't know...
::Natasha: Hmm... let me think about this...
:Natasha: Did he leave any other clues?
: ( hand over Kluzer's letter and anonymous package)
:;(Submit , )
:Natasha: The letter was postmarked and returned a long time ago.
:Natasha: Why would this letter be returned? Maybe... maybe his wife and children are no longer there.
:Natasha: It must have been really hard for him to accept this reality. He went through all that trouble to secure a job that could finally provide for his family, only to find himself no longer having a family to provide for.
:Natasha: ...So, what probably happened was that he redirected all his care and love to the children in this clinic, showering us with batches after batches of supplies.
:Natasha: Of course, this is just my guess. This might not be the case.
: Have you met his wife and children?
::Natasha: Unfortunately, no. They might already be...
: We have to do something for him...
::Natasha: Agreed. His story should not be forgotten.
:Natasha: I'll tell the kids about Mr. Kluzer. I hope they can grow up to be adults as strong and kind as he was.
:Natasha: Of course, the details of the story might just need some... proper embellishment.
:Natasha: But I do hope the kindness left by Mr. Kluzer will live long and prosper...
;(Mission Completed)
===Post-Mission===
;(Talk to Scott)
: Did you hear? Kluzer passed away.
:Scott: Kluzer? Kluzer... Oh, you mean that thing — "Monster Armor"!
:Scott: So he's kicked the bucket, huh... I was wondering why I hadn't seen him for a few days.
:Scott: Luckily he doesn't have any fights for a while, otherwise he'd definitely mess up my business. I gotta switch things up quickly behind the scenes...
: You really are cold-blooded!
:::Scott: Cold-blooded? Me? What do you mean, are you saying that I forced him down that dead end road?
:::Scott: That's how things are down in the Underworld — it's high risk, high reward! If you wanna make it big, you have to either stake your life on it, or stake someone else's life on it. Get it?
: I knew you'd overreact like that...
::Scott: Ha, looks like you're a who keeps themselves up on all the plays.
::Scott: That's how things are down in the Underworld — it's high risk, high reward! If you wanna make it big, you have to either stake your life on it, or stake someone else's life on it...
::Scott: Alright, alright. I've got something I need to do, and I don't have the time to keep blathering with you about all this...
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