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A compilation of login stories for events.

Etude of Mischievous Masks Login Story 2


Arthur: Lord Oz, I’m glad I found you. There’s something I wanted to tell you…

Oz: What is it.

Arthur: Riquet found a cat in the courtyard that looks just like you! If you have some free time, won’t you come and have a look?

Oz:

Arthur: Ah…my apologies, you must be busy. Please, don’t go out of your way to…

Oz: …No. I’ll come.

Arthur: …Yay! Follow me, Lord Oz.

Riquet: Prince Arthur, Oz! Over here!

Oz: It’s black.

Arthur: Yes! It’s black, big, and has sharp eyes. Isn’t it cool? Have a look, Lord Oz.

Riquet: Please look at it with a gentle expression, or else you might frighten it.

Oz:

Cat: …!

(The cat meows, jumping into the bushes)

Arthur: Ah, wait…!

Riquet: Gosh, Oz, I told you to not make such a scary face! 

Oz: I wasn’t intending to make a scary face, I just…

realized that cat watching may be more difficult than I thought.


Etude of Mischievous Masks Login Story 3


Shino: The air here smells refreshing. …Hm?

Who’s there? Don’t try and hide, reveal yourself already.

Faust: …Never let your guard down do you? You won’t be able to have a relaxing stroll all worked up.

Shino: What, it’s you…don’t surprise me like that, I thought you were an intruder. 

Faust: The one who’s surprised is me. What are you doing out here so late? It’s your bedtime.

Shino: I…I wasn’t sleepy, so I went for a walk.

Faust: I see, so you couldn’t sleep and had nothing to do. Well, we have just moved in here, it’s no wonder that you haven’t settled in yet.

Still, it’s late. I’ll walk you home. 

Shino: Don’t treat me like a kid. I’m gonna continue my stroll, so you go on ahead.

Faust: …Fine then. I guess you’re okay with what will happen next. 

Shino: And what’s that?

Faust: You won’t grow any taller.

Shino: Huh?

Faust: Staying up late during your growth period greatly affects your height, but it’s not any of my business what choices you make. 

Shino: …Okay, I get it! I’ll go back with you.

Faust: Haha, now you’re listening. I’ll make some hot milk for you too. 

Drinking milk helps calm one down, so you’ll fall asleep easier. 

Shino: Hmph, you sure know a lot for a creepy shut-in of a curseworker. …But thanks. 

Faust: Hmm, you’re welcome. …The creepy shut-in part was uncalled for though.


Spring Campaign Login Story 2


Shylock: It’s gotten warmer lately. It’s so soothing that I can rest easier now.

Arthur: That reminds me, the Sage was telling me about how in their world, when the seasons become warmer, more people start new things.

Cain: Huh, interesting. Say, why don’t we take a leaf out of their book and start something new? 

We could do 300 sit ups daily before bed. It’d make for great training, and by tiring ourselves out, we’ll go to sleep easier!

Arthur: 300 sit ups…that sounds great! I’d like to challenge that myself. 

Shylock: Hmhm, and what a healthy challenge it is. When you tire yourself out, I’ll be there to make you a replenishing drink.

Arthur: Thank you, I look forward to it! Oh right, we should invite the Sage to do sit ups too! 

Cain: Yeah, it’s their culture after all! Bet they’ll be happy. Let’s go and find them now! See you later, Shylock! 

Shylock: Yes, catch you later…

Heathcliff: Huh? Shylock, didn’t I just see you in the lounge? How’d you get here so fast?

Shylock: Hmhm, who are you talking to, Heath?

Murr: Wahaha, success! Wasn’t I a perfect Shylock?

Heathcliff: Woah, Murr!? It was you transformed…you looked exactly like him. …But why? 

Murr: I was playing make-believe! It’s the right season to start new things after all. 


Spring Campagin Login Story 3


Mitile: Hey, Mr. Leno, Riquet! Look, I've spotted a tree with flowers growing!

Lennox: Ah, great find, Mitile.

Riquet: Good job, Mitile!

Mitile: Hehehe…alright, we can have our picnic here. Let’s bring out our lunches and spread the blanket out.

Riquet: And this is what is called “Hanami”…The Sage’s culture is beautiful for having a tradition like this.

Bradley: Yeah, drinking and eating under some trees ain’t too bad. 

Mitile: Woah, Mr. Bradley! Why are you here!?

Bradley: Shut it brat, I can go where I want.

Now then, what have we here…tomato sandwiches, coleslaw and fruits… Hey, where’s the meat!?

Ya serious…? What fun is there watching the flowers while eating veggies? Their culture’s whack. 

Lennox: …Sorry. I forgot you can’t eat vegetables.

Bradley: Huuuh?

Lennox: Do not be ashamed, you have many peers in children. It’s okay to not be good with bitter things.

Bradley: …Hey, you. Don’tcha go treating Lord Bradley like a child! Of course I can eat some leaves!

Lennox: Haha, that’s a relief. Let’s begin our hanami now. 

Riquet: Hmph, just when I thought I’d be able to eat a lot…

Mitile: Come on guys, let’s enjoy the food and the flowers!! Remember, it’s hanami day!


Confiserie of the Castle of Dreams Login Story 1


Rustica: Chloe, can I come in? I was thinking it was about time for some afternoon tea. 

Chloe: Wah! S-Sure, but give me a sec to clean up…! …Okiedokie, you can come in now! 

Rustica: What were you doing just now? I heard a lot of noise. 

Chloe: Ah…well…that is…

Here, for you! It’s a present. I got you a bunch of super sweet macarons!

Rustica: Why, what cute macarons these are! Ah, now I remember. Today’s my birthday!

Chloe: Noooo, it’s not! This is part of a game going around the manor! 

You ask someone “Do you prefer sweet or bitter?”, and then give them the dessert of their liking! 

Apparently there’s a day called White Day back in the Sage’s world where you give candies to others, so it’s based off of that! 

Rustica: Hmhm, what a fun event! Thank you Chloe, I’ll eat them happily. Oh, wait a minute, you never asked me the question. 

Chloe: I don’t really have to! I already know your tastes pretty well. I bet you the tea you prepared and these macarons will be a perfect match for each other! 

I also got desserts for Shylock, Murr, Heath, Rutile, Cain, Nero, and the Sage too!

Rustica: Oh, Chloe, I’m so glad you’ve made so many friends. By the way, what are all these letters…

Chloe: Ehehe, they are presents, so I took the time to pen some letters as thanks for being friends with me! 

Rustica: How wonderful. I’ve gained another treasure today. Let’s see now…

“Dear Master Sage, it’s kinda embarrassing to tell you in person, so I wrote it in a letter! Thank you for becoming my friend!”

Chloe: …! Hey, that letter’s for the Sage! Oh man, I must’ve mixed everyone’s letters up when I cleaned in a rush earlier!

Rustica: Haha, isn’t it more exciting this way? “I enjoy our chats—

Chloe: Hey!! Rustica, your letter’s here! Don’t read that aloud!!


Chocolaterie of the Moonlit Castle Login Story 1


Mitile: Riquet, what did you need from me?

Riquet: I wanted to give you something. It’s chocolate, will you accept it? 

Mitile: Wow…! This looks good! But, why me?

Riquet: That’s because you’re my friend! I wanted to give you a chocolate blessed with fortune and my everyday thanks. 

Mitile: Y-Your blessing and thanks…of course I’ll accept it!

Okay, time to eat! …Mm, yummy!

Riquet: Ehehe, I had Nero help me make it, so I assure you it’s top grade.

Mitile: Yeah, and its decorations are so cute! …Huh? 

Riquet, is there something on my face? You keep staring.

Riquet: Ah…uhm, it’s nothing.

Mitile: Ooh, I know! You want to eat this chocolate too!

Riquet: …! Nothing of the sort! I could never be so greedy as to take from other—

Mitile: I don’t think it’s greedy. Let’s split it! 

Riquet: Are you sure…?

Mitile: I 100% am! You’re my friend, Riquet, so this isn’t being greedy, but sharesies!

Riquet: Sharesies…Mitile, thank you so much! I love sharesies!

Mitile: Alrighty, let’s have a Happy Valentines…together!


Chocolaterie of the Moonlit Castle Login Story 2


Rutile: Ooh Mithra, open uuup! It’s me!

Mithra: You’re noisy this morning…what is it?

Rutile: Ta-da! It’s chocolate! I imitated the Sage’s culture from their world, and put in my everyday thanks into this sweet!

Mithra: Don’t need it. I don’t remember doing anything worthy of any thanking.

Rutile: Well I’m thankful. Even Mitile helped out despite his grumbling! 

We have messages written for you on the chocolate, when you feel like eating it please give it a read—

Mithra: Oh, there were words written on it? I had no clue.

Rutile: Huh, you finished it already!? There was “Thank you Mithra!” written on it though…

Mithra: Does it really matter? It’s not like the flavour changed whether I read it or not. 

Rutile: Gosh, you’re always so…oh, I know…I guess the next time I give you a present I’ll…

Mithra: You’ll what?

Rutile: Make it a letter! So you won’t eat it.

Mithra: Who do you take me for? Anyway, that chocolate was yummy and filled my stomach. 

Rutile: That’s great! Thank you for always protecting me and Mitile, 

Happy Valentine's Day, Old Man Mithra! 


Etude of the Sacred Sword Login Story 1


Rutile: Chloe, this tea was delicious. Thank you for inviting me to your tea party!

Chloe: Hehehe…you’re welcome! I’ve been wanting to get closer with you since we’re the same age and all.

I got some help from Rustica in choosing the tea and biscuits. It sure makes me feel like a mature adult doing activities like this! 

Rutile: I get you. Taking it slow while being refined is totally what the city dwellers do on their days off!

…Ah, I just thought of a great idea!

Hey, Chloe, could you teach me how to act more like a city dweller? 

You Western wizards are so trendy, it gets me jealous! 

Chloe: Huh!? Me, a trendy city dweller!?

I dunno if I’m the perfect example, but…ahem.

“Hey Rutile. I actually added in a secret ingredient to this tea. Being the smart lad you are, I know you can guess what it is.”

L-Like that…? Rather than a trendy city dweller, I guess it sounded more like Rustica instead…

Rutile: It was totally on point! You were so fashionable, and wonderful with your words. Okay, I’ll imitate Shylock then.

“…Hmhm, I know, Chloe. The secret ingredient is rougeberries from the West. I could tell right away from how sweet and sour and mature it tasted.”

Chloe & Rutile:

What is this, it’s soooo fun!!

Rutile: I want to try and imitate more people! Like you, Chloe!

You’re so stylish and bright, and you’re always able to be kind, something only people who are strong at heart can do! 

Chloe: Whaaat!? Then, I’ll imitate you!

Kind, honest about your feelings, heroic, and on top of being pretty, you’re also funny! Just being around you fills me with energy!

Rutile: Hehe, thank you! I think we’ll get along well.

Chloe: Yup! I was thinking the same thing! Okay, let’s continue our tea party!

Etude of the Sacred Sword Login Story 2


Lennox: Okay, your turn next. Come here.

Murr: Whatcha doing Lennox? Why’re you talkin’ to a bunch of pillows? Have you finally gone mad from boredom?

Lennox: They aren’t pillows, they’re my sheep. I was brushing their fur. 

Watch, when you gently pet them like this…see? They look so happy. 

Murr: Ooooh! I see I see…

Baa! Baa!

Lennox: …! What’s the matter!? Does your stomach hurt?

Murr: Bzzt. I’m doing excellent! Look at me doing 3 somersaults in the air! 

The correct answer is…I’m a sheep now too! You’ll pet me won’t you, Leno?

Lennox: Oh, so that’s what was up. …Is this enough?

Murr: Wooohooo! Your hands are big, Leno! It’s so relaxing I might fall asleep!

Lennox: The way you act is less like a sheep, but more like…

Murr: “A cat!” is what you were gonna say? I get that a lot!

Aah, are you sheeps jelly that I’m hogging Leno to myself? Too bad so sad, baa baa! Wait your turn! 

Lennox: Haha, look at you all getting along. …It’s pretty peaceful.


Mitile: Why’s Mr. Murr on all fours being petted by Mr. Leno…? W-What am I witnessing… 


Etude of the Solitary Bandit Login Story 1


Mitile: …Achoo! Uuugh, it’s still a bit chilly…

Lennox: So you were here, Mitile. It’s late already, so come inside. You’ll catch a cold.

Mitile: Mr. Leno! Thank you for your concern, but…I wanna stay like this a little longer. 

Lennox: …Why is that? Are you worried about something?

Mitile: Well, not exactly…

Lennox: I hope you’re fine, but…it’s just that I caught you staring up at the sky. 

Were you waiting for them to come home? The Sage and the North and Western wizards. 

Mitile: N-No I wasn’t! I am worried about the Sage and the Western wizards though…but not the Northern guys! 

I was just wondering that if they came home right now, would they be hurt, or would they want me to fill up the baths with hot water…

I’m definitely not feeling lonely that the Northern wizards are gone and the manor’s way quieter than usual!

Lennox: Haha, is that so? You’re a sweet child, Mitile. I’m sure they’re alright.

Mitile: What are you smiling for, Mr. Leno! Just what are you thinking!!

 


True Love Blossoming in the Forest Login Story 2


Mitile:

Bradley: Heya Southern Shrimp. Quite a sour face you’re makin’ there. What’s up?

Mitile: Mr. Bradley…the thing is, I was playing the “Confession” game with my brother, and couldn’t win at all…

Bradley: Huh, that’s what the twins were doin’ earlier. Ya tell your opponent you love them and vice versa, and whoever gets embarrassed loses.

Dontcha think it’s a bit too early for you to be saying those words and receiving them? 

Mitile: Uuugh, you might be right…but I’m still a bit frustrated having lost all games! I want to win against Rutile! 

Bradley: …Hmm, you’re pretty gutsy for a brat. Welp, guess I’ll give you a few pointers. 

Mitile: For real!? Yes, please…!

Bradley: There’s no winning by just saying “I love you”. You gotta put in your love for the other guy when ya do! 

When you do that, your “I love you” becomes its very own in the entire world. There ain’t anybody in the world who won’t have their heart fluttering after being told that to them specifically.

Mitile: Cool…I get it, but I also don’t at the same time…

Bradley: Like I said, that’s ‘cuz you’re still a brat.

Master Bradley’s here to give you a demonstration, so watch closely! 

Mitile: O-Okay! Show me your ways! 

Bradley: Now…mm?

Hey, I know this smell! It’s fried chicken! Well, you got the handle of things, so I’m headin’ to the chicken. Smell ya later Southern Shrimp!

Mitile: Mr. Bradley!? Is that it? He just left for the chicken!

Geez, who’s the child here!

…I wanted to see that demonstration…


Memoir of the Starry Sky Login Story 1


Figaro: Hey there Leno, what’re you up to?

Lennox: Hello, Dr. Figaro. I was writing a “tanzaku”. It’s from the culture of the Sage. 

On a slender piece of paper you write a wish down, then tie it to a bamboo tree. Your wish may then come true.

Figaro: Oooh, so romantic. What’d you write, Leno? Let’s have a look…

“May the Sage not encounter danger” “May Lord Faust spend more peaceful days” “May Dr. Figaro remain healthy” “May Rutile’s dream come true” “May Mitile grow up healthily”

Ahaha, these wishes are so you. However, I’ve spotted a problem here.

Lennox: A problem? Don’t tell me I’ve made too many wishes.

Figaro: No, no. All you’ve written so far is for the happiness of others. Don’t you have any wishes for yourself?

Lennox: …No, frankly, I am plenty satisfied right now, so I don’t have any particular wishes.

Figaro: Hmmm, so serious. Alright, pass me a pen and paper.

“May Lennox become a little more selfish” “May Lennox spend more lively days” 

Lennox: Selfish…lively…?

Figaro: Now, everything’s perfect! In short, while you wish for everyone’s happiness, Leno, I’m wishing for your happiness.

Lennox: If it’s your wish, Doctor, I’m afraid it might actually come true…
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Central Country


Arthur: Tonight we shall hold a mixer! It’s been quite some time, so let’s have a wonderful evening with everyone.

Oz: A mixer is…?

Cain: It’s a feast where you celebrate your meetings with one another! We’ll hold a mixer so great it’ll out-fun the parties at the castle! 

Arthur: Right we will! Also, since the Sage showed some interest in ballrooms I think I’ll invite them for a dance.

It’d be great if everybody else would dance too. Riquet, do you know how to dance?

Riquet: Uhm…I’ve been asked out to dance numerous times in Cain’s hometown. 

Arthur: In castle ballroom dancing, there are two roles, the escorter and the escorted, and they are to dance as one. 

Let me escort you first, Riquet. Come, take my hand.

Riquet: Th…thank you very much.

Arthur: Is something wrong?

Riquet: I’ve never had anybody reach their hand out to me in such a royal manner…my heart is fluttering!

It makes me feel special…ballrooms must be so amazing and mysterious, just like a dream.

Arthur: I’m glad you’re happy. Lord Oz, Cain, you join in too. Set an example for Riquet.

Cain: Then I’ll be the escorter, escorting is part of a knight’s duty after all! Take my hand. 

Oz: You are literally 1000 years too early to be escorting me.

Cain: But like, can you even dance?

Oz: …Before…

Arthur: He has danced before. We were taught by Lords Snow and White, taking turns being spun around. 

Lord Oz was much taller than me then, so Lords Snow and White who were also in their adult forms casted magic on me to transform myself into an adult.

Cain: I see! Still, it’s been a long time right? I dance about 100 times in a year. 

Oz: You Glory people are off in the head…

Riquet: …h, I think I got the steps down…Prince Arthur, how’s my dancing?

Arthur: It’s perfect, Riquet. I bet everyone will want to dance with you. 

Riquet: Ehehehe….Oz, Cain, you guys dance too!

Oz & Cain:

Give me your hand.


Western Country


Murr: Eanul Rambul! 

Chloe: Woah! What’s up?

Murr: Tonight we’re having a mixer! A party with everyone at the manor!

Shylock: A party? Have we done anything worthy of holding a party for?

Rustica: I’m sure it was something great. Maybe someone heard a beautiful song, or they ate a delicious meal…

or a million somethings fell. 

Chloe: Woooow, a million is a huge number! I don’t really get it but I’m fired up now!

Shylock: Looks like tonight will be fun. I bet the Sage will be overjoyed. 

Since we’re here in the Town of Foam we might as well check out the flea market to find presents for everyone. 

Murr: Nice idea! How about we allllll get matching brooches? Let’s include the Sage, Drummond, and the lovebirds too!

Shylock: What a lovely suggestion. That would certainly deepen our bonds with them.

Rustica: Okiedokie, Chloe, let’s go searching for those presents.

Chloe: Wait guys, that’s a tall order!

Rustica: How so?

Chloe: We’d sell out a whole stall if we bought that many things from them! 

Rustica: Oh, don’t be shy now.

Shylock: Perhaps he’s in a mood. 

Murr: We can’t get 25 matching items?

Chloe: It just sounds impossible. 

Murr: Even if a million of those items fell from the sky?

Chloe: I-I won’t be persuaded…besides, isn’t it better if we’re all different anyway?

Not matching but still fitting in together represents us wizards perfectly! Let’s not be so greedy and do a little treasure hunting!

Shylock: I do see your point. It will be fun to pick and choose something that would suit someone specifically. Alright then, it’s time for a treasure hunt.

Rustica: Okay! We’ll find a lovely present to give to our friends at the manor.

Murr: I’ll give the prettiest rock I find to you, Shylock!

Shylock: Oh, what a sweet child you are. Then I will find a different thing that is just as great.

Chloe: Is being different better? Or matching? I kinda wanna get matching items for Rutile and Mitile…

Rustica: Perhaps giving them different items may match them more though, like how Cain and Owen’s odd eyes are different yet mirror each other.

Shylock: Having too many different colours might make them clash instead of harmonize though. To overdo it is most disorderly.

Murr: But if it’s too put together, it might look boring! There’s gotta be an element of surprise or I’ll fall asleep! 

Rustica: Oh my, we’re really heated up. 

Chloe: Of course we are! Party prep and present deciding is one of the most funnest things ever!

Shylock: I don’t mind it either. Shall we continue our debate until the sun parts with us?

Murr: Woohoooo! Debate time!


Eastern Country


Heathcliff: What are you up to in the garden Nero?

Nero: I’m harvesting some fresh herbs to cook with for the party tonight.

Heathcliff: Wow…! I can’t wait. Your herbs are always so delicious. 

Faust: When it comes to growing herbs it’s important to maintain and prepare the soil for planting.

Shino: Aim for efficiency. The bigger the herbs grow the better!

Nero: Hey, this is my field we’re talking about, don’t you act like it’s yours! 

Heathcliff: Anyways, since I heard that there will be a ball, it’s possible that it’s going to be a formal party.

Shino, it’d be best if you brushed up on your etiquette. I’ll help you out. 

Shino: Hmph, that’ll be easy. When talking to nobles, you first gotta compliment their tastes, then go on about their face and personality, and lastly their body! 

Heathcliff: Just where did you learn that from…?

Faust: How about you learn some too Nero? We’ll probably have more outings like this in the future.

Nero: Me, learnin’ formal etiquette?

Faust: Yes. If you learn to, you can go to these outings in my place.

Nero: So that’s your intention…I just don’t think that’s me, man. Sounds like a pain. ‘Sides, growing up, I’ve never been in contact with any nobles before unlike Shino,

so I'm a full on commoner. I’d stick out like a sore thumb standing next to the little Lord here. 

Heathcliff: I think you have a rather refined vibe to you Nero! You may dislike formal situations, but I bet you’re a fish in water when it comes to social outings!

Your fashion sense is already cool, so you’d probably look good in a suit too!

Shino: See, he complimented his body. 

Faust: He did indeed.

Heathcliff: Ah…

Nero: Even little Lordlings slip up their etiquette from time to time.


Southern Country


Mitile: Woaaah! Ah, I slipped and fell again! I’m all muddy now…

Rutile: Oh Mitile, are you okay? I’m coming, so stay—Waaah!

Lennox: Don’t move you two. Hey, why’d we come here when the party’s tonight? 

Figaro: They wanted to put in some extra training to become a cooler wizard in time for the party. 

Failure is the seed to success. The more experience we gain, the more mature we become.

So it’s gonna be A-Okay! When you tumble over or catch a cold, this sweet reliable doctor’s here to heal you! 

Mitile: Oh, there’s a flower that grows around here that can do all that for us! Even if we tumble over or catch a cold, it’ll heal us! 

Figaro: Uh. Huh…?

Rutile: You’re so knowledgeable Mitile! 3 cheers for our herbalist in training! 

Mitile: Hehehe! I’ll go search for it! Dr. Figaro, you can relax over there! 

Figaro: Roger thaaaat.

…What an annoying flower. You’ve got quite the guts to even dare overlap characters with me.

Lennox: Please do not intimidate the flowers. …Rutile? Rutile, where are you?

Did you fall in the water?! Rutile!

Rutile: …gh…pah!

Figaro: He was headfirst into the water!?

Rutile: Check this out! It’s a weird crab!

Lennox: That is weird. It’s bigger than normal. We could eat this at the party.

Rutile: We’re gonna eat it!? Why not make it into a hat? We could put it on like this…

Ow ow ow ow…it’s pinching my ears!!

Lennox: Stand still. I’ll get it off you.

Mitile: Rutile! I’ll go grab the healing flower.

Figaro: Then I uh…I’ll be…

researching ways on how to cook up a crab…! Let’s pull out a cookbook! Possideo!

Lennox: …mh, got it. That was a crabby crab. 

Rutile: Ouchie ouch…the claws of a crab are stronger than I thought!

Mitile: Thankfully you aren’t bleeding…here, use this flower, brother!

Rutile: Thank you!

Figaro: Steamed, grilled, or fry it up are the popular options! Perfect for the party!


Northern Country


Snow: Tonight’s a party!

White: A paarty, a paaarty! We love parties!

Snow: By the way you three, what are we doing in the Sage’s room?

Mithra: Haaaugh…I skipped lunch since I heard we’ll be having a party later in the evening…

but now I’m starving, so I’m doing some digestive exercise. I wonder, is this a salad…?

Snow: Uhm, aren’t those golden flower petals rather important to the Sage…?

White: And it’s not even real flower petals…

Owen: I ate some biscuits they had hidden away. It had cream the colour of an oxygen-sapped human sandwiched within.

Snow: Those were also important to the Sage…

Owen: I even found sugars of many different colours.

White: You ate that too huh…

Owen: It was yummy.

Bradley: Fellas, where are your manners? Can’t have biscuits without a cup a tea.

Owen: Oh? Bradley, are you going to pour us some?

Bradley: Why not. Though, I’m not the type to wait for tea to boil in a lil’ teapot,

so I put it all in this cauldron to boil.

Snow: Wow…

White: How generous of you…

Bradley: Heh! I put this white flower herb in too so it’s gotta be a pretty damn tasty pot of tea! 

Owen: Well then, I’ll have a cup. Ah, this is the Sage’s journal.

Mithra: Oh, the one they’re always holding. What’s written inside…?

Owen: …We can’t read it. It’s the language of their world. 

Bradley: Boooring. Let’s doodle on it then. I’ll draw a fried chicken.

Mithra: Then I’ll draw a magic circle. I might just summon something. 

Owen: I’ll bring forth an illusion of a shrieking face from the pages.

Snow: My, Braddy! You are quite the good drawer!

Bradley: Hehe, aren’t I?

White: We ought to draw something too!

Owen: Let’s add a drawing of a cursed cat.

Snow: Oh Mithy, something came out from your magic circle.


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Central Wizards


Arthur: Happy New Year! Let’s work hard together this year as well! 

Oz: Mm.

Cain: Happy New Year!

Riquet: Happy New Year.

Arthur: You know, I was taught by the previous Sage a special phrase you use when celebrating the New Year in their world. 

How about we go and greet the Master Sage with it? 

Cain: Sure! I bet they’ll feel more at home that way. What is it? 

Arthur: Listen carefully now.

It’s “Ake-Ome”

Cain: Oooh…! ‘Akeome’…

Arthur: “Koto-Yoro”

Riquet: Kotoyoro…! How exotic! It does sound like a prayer for a new beginning. 

Cain: That’s how it oughta be for a special New Year greeting! Hey, we should chant it in unison, like when we go “3 Cheers for Prince Arthur!”. 

Arthur: Oh, good idea! Then how about we have Lord Oz lead and we follow after?

Riquet: In a big voice, Oz.

Oz: …Why me.

Arthur: Lord Oz, we leave the Akeome-Kotoyoro to you! 

Cain: Remember the break between Akeome and Kotoyoro! Gives it a nice pause for us to go! 

Oz: …Must I really.

Arthur, Cain, & Riquet: Of course!

Oz:

…a…, keome…

Arthur, Cain, & Riquet: Akeome!!

Oz: …Kotoyoro. 

Arthur, Cain, & Riquet: Kotoyoro!!

Arthur: That was PERFECT! Alright guys, let’s go find the Sage! 


akemashite omedetou gozaimasu kotoshi mo yoroshiku onegaishimasu = “happy new year take care of me this year too” is a phrase you say on new years in japan.

since it's a mouthful it's often shortened to akeome kotoyoro. easy! 


Western Wizards


Murr: Haaappy New Year!

Chloe: Happy New Year!! The party was soooo fun!

Rustica: It was, wasn’t it. A party like that makes me wish we could pass the year everyday! 

Shylock: And lucky for us we wouldn’t age a single day. Oh, Murr, what is that you have there?

Murr: An octopus!

Chloe: Woah, it’s alive. Why do you have an octopus…

Murr: To celebrate the New Year. There’s tons more, I put ‘em all in a pond of seawater I made in the courtyard! 

In the Master Sage’s world they fly octopuses in the sky as celebration! 

Chloe: In the sky? Do they just toss them?

Murr: The Sage told me that they tie a string to it and it floats up with the wind! 

Shylock: Octopuses in the sky…there are certainly all sorts of strange entertainments in the Sage’s world…

Rustica: Very well, let’s tie a string to this one…oh? Oh dear??

Chloe: Waaaugh!! You got the string all twisted and tangled around it! Come, give it here. 

Eeew, it’s so slimy…tying a string on an octopus sure is hard! Shylock, help me out please?

Shylock: I’m afraid I must decline. There’s no way I’m doing that.

Chloe: What!? Th-Then can you hold it down at least…

Shylock: My apologies, dear, but I just don’t think this is that appealing of an activity. So there’s no way I’m doing it. 

Chloe: It’s rare to see you this adamant…

Murr: Okay, then how about we fly it in the air without strings! 

Eanul Rambul!

Rustica: Wooow! Look at that, Chloe!

There’s so many octopuses flying in the sky! Watch how their tentacles wriggle, they’re so wet and shiny! 

Chloe: Waah! They are! …

Western Wizards:

Rustica: It’s not that pretty a sight, is it.

Shylock: It isn’t.

Chloe: It’s kinda gross…

Murr: It’s so weird it’s funny! Hurray for weird New Years! 

Let’s hurry up and call the Sage over. Oh Master Saaage!!


tako = kite

but also 

tako = octopus


Eastern Wizards


Faust: Happy New Year.

Heathcliff: Happy New Year! Please continue to teach us this year too. 

Shino: Happy New Years. Nero, whatcha making?

Nero: Ah, this? Somethin’ called ‘Osechi’ from the Sage’s world. You eat it on New Year's Day. 

Heathcliff: Uh huh…Oh, but don’t we know these dishes? There’s my favourite egg en cocotte! 

Shino: Found the lemon pie. Munch.

Nero: Don’t even think of touching it yet!!

Shino: Oooh, first wrath of the year. Congrats. 

Faust: You’re as brave as ever this new year. 

Nero: I didn’t quite get it, but it’s supposed to be an assortment of multiple dishes, so I made everyone’s favourites.

This is what I call “Eastern Osechi”. There’s Shino’s lemon pie, Heath’s eggs en cocotte…

Faust’s beloved galette, and my favourite ajillo dish…

all in one box.

Shino & Heathcliff: WHY?!

Faust: You’re mixing them together?!

Nero: Heh, even I said “The heck!?” at least 5 times hearing the Sage’s explanation. That’s how it is. 

Heathcliff: What a strange custom…

Shino: This box here smells sweet and spicy.

Nero: That’s the North’s osechi. I’ve already made the other countries’ osechi, so with this it’s 5 boxes…

all stacked on top of each other.

Shino & Heathcliff: WHY?!

Faust: Won’t that be hard to eat?!

Nero: That’s what I said! But, that’s how it is…

Faust: Uh huh…

Heathcliff: Carrying that will be hard…

Shino: Well the more layers a cake has the grander it is, and castles and towers are cooler with the more floors its got so…I’ll let it go. 

Since we’re this far, let’s stack some more.

Nero: Huuuh? …I guess you got a point though…it is New Years after all.

Faust: How about putting a candle on top?

Heathcliff: Maybe a flag too!


osechi is an assortment of different dishes in multiple boxes (the boxes have little rooms so that the food is not mixed together) and then you stack the boxes on top of each other. 


Northern Wizards


Snow: It’s akeome!

White: and a kotoyoro!

Snow: That was a special New Year's greeting from us. You all did your best the past year in your own way. 

White: It’d be great if this year too you…Hey, Owen! Where do you think you’re going with that briefcase?

Bradley: Pulling out your weapon on New Years Day? You’re so impatient.

Owen: If I was looking for a fight, I’d have opened this case in front of Mithra as revenge for last year.

Mithra: I don’t mind fighting now, but which last year do you mean?

Owen: The last year that was a FEW DAYS AGO. I’m going to the Sage right now. 

Snow: For your New Year’s greeting? 

Owen: No. I heard that it’s lucky if at the start of the new year you get your head gnawed on by a beast in their world. 

White: Getting your head gnawed on by a beast…?

Owen: Yeah. Mentioned a ‘lion dance’ too or whatever. 

Bradley: The hell…? Won’t you die from that…?

Owen: Dunno. Let’s test it out with Cerberus. 

Mithra: Well, I think it makes complete sense. If you live you’re lucky, and if you don’t, you’re unlucky.

Living after being gnawed on makes you lucky. Definitely logical if you ask me. 

Bradley: The Sage has had it rough…I’m seeing them in a new light now. 

Owen: Right then. Let’s have their head chewed on.

Bradley: Yeah. I gotta witness this way of life of theirs.

Mithra: How interesting. This will make for quite the entertainment. 

Snow: Is that really okay…?

White: Will they be alright…?


two people dress in a lion costume to dance for new years to grant fortune. perhaps it does look like the person with the lion’s head of the costume is being bitten.


Southern Wizards


Rutile: Happy New Year everybody!

Mitile: Happy New Year! Let’s do our best together this year!

Lennox: Happy New Year.

Figaro: May this year go by safely. Happy New Year. 

Alrighty, here’s your ‘otoshidama’. 

Rutile: ‘Otoshidama’? What’s an otoshidama?

Figaro: Hmhm, what do you think?

Mitile: Dama…that’s ‘ball’ isn’t it? So it’s round?

Figaro: Yep. It’s a special ball that adults give to children. 

Lennox: Dr. Figaro…right in front of the kids on New Years… 

Figaro: Heeey hey hey, don’t get the wrong idea! I heard about this from the Sage!

Back in their world adults would give young children something called an ‘otoshidama’ on New Years.

Rutile: Hmm! Is it something sweet? 

Mitile: Oh I know! It’s a jewel! 

Figaro: Well I uh, didn’t actually understand what the Sage said so I made my own otoshidama! Here, one for everyone.

Lennox: What is this…pill.

Mitile: Magic medicine? What’s it do? 

Figaro: It’s a secret! I think this is what otoshidama are supposed to be…

Mitile: You think…?

Rutile: Okay, I’ll go first! I’ll believe in my New Year’s Fortune!

Mitile: R-Rutile!? Will you be alright?

Rutile: I’ll be fine, Mitile! If I’m dying Dr. Figaro will save me!

Figaro: Oooh, feels good to be so trusted. 

Lennox: Is that really trust…

Rutile: Mm! *gulp*

Lennox: …! H-He’s…

Mitile: Turned into a baby!!

Figaro: It drops your years, so it’s an otoshidama! Haha, get it? No good?

Baby Rutile: Waaah! Waaah! 


otoshidama = お年玉 

otosu 落とす= to drop 

figgy made an 落年玉 a pill that drops your years. 

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