OPTIONAL QUESTS: LIONEL CASTLE (GATE)
[Ramza's company stands before the gates of Lionel.]
RAMZA: The gate stands open. I've not seen a trap so plain.
BEOWULF: Nor I.
[Aliste's voice rings out in the distance.]
ALISTE: Beowulf, at last! I'd near grown tired of waiting.
[Beowulf steps forward. Aliste can be seen from the gate's battlements.]
BEOWULF: Aliste!
ALISTE: I thought to ease your passage within, but I see my hospitality is met with scorn. No matter. I'd not planned to let you pass beyond here.
[Aliste turns and a number of Lionelese troops appear.]
ALISTE: The effects should have taken hold by now. Let us treat with steel!
[BATTLE BEGINS]
BEOWULF: Lay aside your sword! I've no wish to fight you!
ALISTE: Ha! Have you lost your edge in all these years of chasing after that girl?
ALISTE: Are you truly the same knight once hailed as Lionel's finest? My contract ends with your last breath. Stay not your hand--I shall not stay mine.
BEOWULF: Where gone is the noble Ser Aliste--the knight I once trusted with my life??
ALISTE: The man has long since passed!
[ONCE ALISTE IS INITIALLY DEFEATED]
ALISTE: Mayhap your edge is not lost after all.
BEOWULF: We've fought enough, Aliste! Will you not end this madness?
ALISTE: It's not over. Not yet...
[BATTLE ENDS]
ALISTE: I am...defeated.
BEOWULF: Aliste!
ALISTE: Dwell not on this, Beowulf. My days were already at an end. *chuckle* Even the noble Ser Aliste cannot best malady.
BEOWULF: What?
ALISTE: I'd not die...in a sickbed, succumbed to weakness and...and infirmity. What...what are you doing? Go! Go...and save Reis! She awaits you within. Take her...and your freedom. I die now...fulfilled. Farewell, Beowulf...my lord...
[He dies.]
BEOWULF: You fool!
RAMZA: The gate stands open. I've not seen a trap so plain.
BEOWULF: Nor I.
[Aliste's voice rings out in the distance.]
ALISTE: Beowulf, at last! I'd near grown tired of waiting.
[Beowulf steps forward. Aliste can be seen from the gate's battlements.]
BEOWULF: Aliste!
ALISTE: I thought to ease your passage within, but I see my hospitality is met with scorn. No matter. I'd not planned to let you pass beyond here.
[Aliste turns and a number of Lionelese troops appear.]
ALISTE: The effects should have taken hold by now. Let us treat with steel!
[BATTLE BEGINS]
BEOWULF: Lay aside your sword! I've no wish to fight you!
ALISTE: Ha! Have you lost your edge in all these years of chasing after that girl?
ALISTE: Are you truly the same knight once hailed as Lionel's finest? My contract ends with your last breath. Stay not your hand--I shall not stay mine.
BEOWULF: Where gone is the noble Ser Aliste--the knight I once trusted with my life??
ALISTE: The man has long since passed!
[ONCE ALISTE IS INITIALLY DEFEATED]
ALISTE: Mayhap your edge is not lost after all.
BEOWULF: We've fought enough, Aliste! Will you not end this madness?
ALISTE: It's not over. Not yet...
[BATTLE ENDS]
ALISTE: I am...defeated.
BEOWULF: Aliste!
ALISTE: Dwell not on this, Beowulf. My days were already at an end. *chuckle* Even the noble Ser Aliste cannot best malady.
BEOWULF: What?
ALISTE: I'd not die...in a sickbed, succumbed to weakness and...and infirmity. What...what are you doing? Go! Go...and save Reis! She awaits you within. Take her...and your freedom. I die now...fulfilled. Farewell, Beowulf...my lord...
[He dies.]
BEOWULF: You fool!
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