Scenario:Drusilla - Grandmother's Trial
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Grandmother's Trial
After parting ways with Nerine, Drusilla returns home for the first time since joining the crew. She reunites with her grandmother and expresses her desire to continue skyfaring. Upon hearing her words, Drusilla's grandmother initiates the Trial of Fair Ladies to see if the young girl is ready to keep going.
Since Drusilla's fateful encounter with Nerine, the young Harvin has embarked on several grand adventures.
Today, the airship is headed for familiar lands. Aboard the Grandcypher, Drusilla peers over the deck as a distinctive island jumps into view.
Drusilla: At last! My homeland, Port Breeze!
Homlet: Tweet, tweet!
Drusilla: That's right, Homlet! This is where my family happily resides!
Lyria: Isn't it exciting? It'll be your first time seeing them since joining us!
Drusilla: Indeed! Oh, I am ever so grateful, (Captain). Thank you for agreeing to stop by my humble abode while on assignment.
Vyrn: Y'know, I can't help but feel a bit worried. Your grandma's a strict one, isn't she?
Drusilla: W-well... It is true that I left in a bit of an imprudent fashion. And I knew my exit might earn Grandmother's scorn.
Drusilla: But all is well! She was quite warm and supportive in her letter, you see!
Grandma's Letter: "I am incredibly proud of you for embarking alone on your journey that day."
Grandma's Letter: "I have no doubt that you must be feeling anxious, but I myself am not concerned in the least."
Grandma's Letter: "You have always been an intelligent child who never fails to understand what is truly important."
Grandma's Letter: "If you do choose to visit home someday, I shall bake you your favorite cookies."
Drusilla beams with excitement as she clasps the letter to her chest.
Drusilla: It's been a while since I've indulged in Grandmother's cookies!
Drusilla: There's so much to talk about... Oooh, I just can't wait!
Upon arrival at Port Breeze, the crew disembarks and immediately heads off to Drusilla's house.
Grandmother: Drusillaaa! You've got some explaining to do!
Drusilla: Ahhhh!
Standing at the front door is Drusilla's grandmother, her voice bristling with fury.
Grandmother: Why didn't you write back at all? Do you have any idea how worried we were about you?
Drusilla: What? B-but the letters said you weren't worried—
Grandmother: Good heavens, I'm not talking about your decision to travel, I'm talking about your health and safety!
Grandmother: For all we knew, you could've been dead in a ditch at the end of the sky! You should have been contacting us, not the other way around!
Vyrn: (Dang... She's really flyin' off the handle...)
Lyria: (Ahaha... I guess this is what you call tough love...)
Drusilla: Ahhhh! I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!
Grandmother: I hope you've learned your lesson. Now wipe your eyes.
Drusilla: Nngh... Yes, Grandmother...
Grandmother: You must be (Captain). I apologize for such an unseemly sight...
Grandmother: Thank you for taking care of Drusilla. I hope she has not been a bother to you. She can be a bit of a handful sometimes.
Choose: Not at all.
Choose: Actually, she's been a great help.
Lyria: Drusilla's been keeping track of the crew's finances! It's really wonderful having her around!
Vyrn: Yep, you got that right! She's a real pro with the abacus!
Grandmother: Well then, glad to hear it. It sounds like she's making herself useful.
Drusilla's grandmother nods in approval and beckons the skyfarers to enter the house.
Grandmother: Please, come inside. I've prepared tea for us.
The crew walks down the foyer and into the drawing room, where they are greeted by the fragrance of exquisite black tea.
Drusilla: Excuse me, Grandmother... Where's Mother and Father?
Grandmother: They're in the middle of important negotiations and won't be back before nightfall.
Drusilla: Oh, negotiations... It sounds like they're very busy...
Grandmother: Yes... They deeply regret not being able to welcome you back home today.
Grandmother: But now that you've returned, you'll be able to ease some of their burden—perhaps by working the register?
Drusilla: Grandmother? Whatever do you mean?
Grandmother: As you know, I wholeheartedly support your life choices. I'm sure you've gained a great many experiences in your travels.
Grandmother: But what reason do you have to continue such a dangerous journey?
Drusilla: Well... I mean...
Grandmother: You've found Homlet now, haven't you? I recall that was why you left in the first place.
Grandmother: I was under the impression that your return here was no mere visit, but an end to your skyfaring.
Lyria: What! Drusilla, you're not going to leave the crew, are you?
Drusilla: Of course not! It would be foolish of me to leave so soon!
Drusilla: I must continue... until the day I can embark on a journey with Nerine!
Drusilla: Besides, if I stop sending her letters of my grand adventures, she'll be in a huff.
Grandmother: Hmm... It seems like you've found your calling.
Drusilla: Yes! I'm determined to see this through.
Vyrn: Granny, you're not against Drusilla's decision, are you?
Grandmother: Of course not. As long as she acts with a clear mind and heart, then the whole family is behind her.
Grandmother: Regardless though... it wouldn't hurt to test that conviction of yours, Drusilla.
Drusilla: Test?
Grandmother: Yes. I need to see how much you've grown, to see if you have what it takes to continue sailing the skies.
Grandmother: It is time for... the Trial of Fair Ladies!
Lyria: The Trial of Fair Ladies?
Drusilla: It can't be! The legendary test that you and Mother barely survived?
Grandmother: Oh, so you knew already. Yes, it's been a tradition in our family for generations, and separates the girls from the women.
Vyrn: Erm... We're skyfarers, y'know? I don't think a froufrou little test is gonna—
Grandmother: Then you will all take it.
Lyria: Whaaat!
Vyrn: Why! Not all of us are girls, y'know!
Grandmother: The essence of being a lady comes from the heart, not from your chromosomes.
Grandmother: (Captain). You and your crew will accompany Drusilla during this task.
Grandmother: Depending on your performance, I will deem you fit or not to continue caring for my granddaughter.
Grandmother: Are there any objections?
Knowing their fate is sealed, the captain accepts these conditions.
Grandmother: The test is simple—it consists of only one question.
Grandmother: "What is of utmost importance to being a lady?"
Grandmother: You have until sunset to find your answer. I will leave you all to it.
Drusilla's grandmother turns on her heel and exits the room, leaving only fresh confusion in her wake.
Drusilla: Oh bother!
Drusilla: What a predicament! What shall we do now?
An unexpected challenge has forced its way into Drusilla's journey.
Homlet: Tweet?
In the midst of the young Harvin's panic, Homlet tilts her head to the side, oblivious to the impending crisis.
Grandmother: Hehe... You've already grown so much, my dear Drusilla...
Grandmother: I don't suspect you'll disappoint me now.