(War of the Tyrants Part 2 Legacy Pass) A New Voyage

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Raligon: Wow, not a cloud in the sky!

Syphfride: It was continuously cloudy before departure, but that cleared up right after we left.

Lord: This is a good sign, right?

Syphfride: Or it could be the calm before the storm.

Lord: Ah... right… So, we were going to... uh...

Syphfride: Isola.

Lord: Ah, right. What is Isola like?

Syphfride: Well, it's been a while since I last went, so I don't remember much...
I do remember the beautiful sea, though. I could see the sea no matter which direction I turned towards.
Lord: Will we be able to find some information about me or Ondal there...

Syphfride: I hope so. The sailors of Isola have travelled to many faraway lands, so we might be able to learn something useful. The President of Isola, in particular...

Lord: ... Wait, where is Ondal? I haven't seen him for a while.

Syphfride: I think he's tired. He was sleeping somewhere near the mast for a while.

Lord: ... Is he sick?

Syphfride: Uh... I don't know. He's not really the type to show signs of pain, even when he's sick or hurt.

Raligon: Hm. You should be tired, too. Go and rest. Brandon and I can handle things here.

Syphfride: Ah, really? Thank you! To be honest, I was somewhat tired after talking with the Traveler all night.

Raligon: I see, so that was what that noise was all about. Haha, what did you talk about?

Syphfride: The Traveler had some kind of dream. It was their first time there, but apparently it felt very nostalgic.

Lord: Ah, right. I've never been there before, but that was odd… It felt like home... or something like that.

Syphfride: It might really be.

Lord: Really...? I might be remembering it subconsciously...

Syphfride: Did your head hurt?

Lord: No, I was fine. It was a dream, so maybe that's why.

Syphfride: Hmm. Care to be more specific?

Lord: Well, uh... it was some kind of white castle… The town... I guess? It was loud but very comfortable, with a market...

Brandon: Syphfride.

Syphfride: I'm busy here.

Brandon: You need to come. This fool... he's not asleep, he's unconscious.

Syphfride: You mean Ondal?

Brandon: Yes. I attempted to throw him off the boat, but he still hasn't woken up.

Raligon: What are you doing, Brandon!

Brandon: I am merely making an unspoken gesture of telling him to get lost, since he's in the way.

Raligon: Oh, come on! Just put him down.

Syphfride: Ondal, Ondal. Open your eyes.

Ondal: ...

Syphfride: Ondal.

Ondal: ...

Syphfride: Hmm, I don't see anything wrong with him in particular... Anyway, we should lay him down in the cabin.

Raligon: Hmm... is he just unconscious?

Syphfride: I don't feel any negative energy from him, and his body is fully functional.
Perhaps he's just tired, or low on energy. At any rate, we should let him rest quietly.

Raligon: I see… ... Ah! Should I sit next to him and sing something? I'm pretty good with lullabies! I used to take care of the town children all the time, you know.

Brandon: ... I don't think he'll appreciate any lullabies.

Raligon: Ah, really...? Hmm... everyone likes my songs, though... you liked them too, right?

Lord: Brandon? Wow, that's... unexpected.

Brandon: No.

Syphfride: Well then, we must hear Brandon's favorite lullaby.

Brandon: I said, no.

Raligon: Sure, let me just clear my throat... ahem.

Brandon: ... ...

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