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What's in a Lie?
While visiting a small village, the crew loses a job to the young Thelonim, who claims to be descended from a great hero. As it turns out, the villagers have been lying to Thelonim about his supposedly heroic heritage for years, and the crew is asked to make him realize the truth. However, Thelonim always knew what was going on. In the end, his unwavering faith causes nothing short of a miracle to happen.
(Captain) and the crew receive a letter from the elder of a distant village.
Inside is an urgent request to vanquish the monsters in a nearby forest, along with a more complicated matter.
Vyrn: Wheeze... We've been walking all day, and we're still not at the elder's house?
Lyria: Oh, I think I see it, Vyrn! That big house over there.
???: Hold it, you lot.
Vyrn: Hmm? What's up with you? You from around here?
Thelonim: Pleased to make your acquaintance. I'm Thelonim, descendent of heroes and future legend.
Vyrn: Legend? Heroes? What're you babbling about?
Thelonim: Hm, I take it you lot are the skyfarers summoned by the village elder?
Lyria: That's right! Wait, how do you know that?
Thelonim: Heh heh, I thought so! Sorry about this, but you're going to have to pass a little test first.
Vyrn: Hey, hold up. That's no way to welcome visitors!
Thelonim charges at the party without a word.
Thelonim: All right, here I come! First up... Have a taste of my strongest spell!
Vyrn: Strongest spell? Watch out, (Captain)!
Thelonim: Dragonic Megastorm!
Vyrn: Whoaaa... Wait, this is just a bunch of leaves!
Thelonim: I'm not done yet! Awaken, slumbering might! Prepare for an onslaught of shooting stars!
Thelonim: Gigantem Meteorum!
Lyria: Eeek! Ouch... Wait, are these pinecones?
Thelonim: Time to end this! An art supreme, capable of felling even the greatest of magisters in a single blow!
Thelonim: Gallant Smash!
(Captain) crouches low, preparing to take the brunt of Thelonim's full-body charge.
The captain parries the blow and stands perplexed. Lyria is the first to realize the source of (Captain)'s confusion.
Lyria: Hm, now that I look at it, is Thelonim's sword made of wood?
Vyrn: It's not just his sword! His armor and shield's made of wood, too!
Thelonim's equipment is so shoddy-looking that it seems certain he made it himself.
Thelonim: Heh heh... Looks like the match is settled!
Hey! Elder!
Thelonim: I proved beyond a shadow of a doubt that a hero like me is way stronger than any skyfarer! Now I'm gonna make you honor your promise!
Thelonim jauntily enters the village elder's house, shouting at the top of his lungs.
The crew follows in a state of utter bewilderment.
Thelonim: Heh heh... Unfortunately for you, I, the heroic heir Thelonim, took the job first!
Thelonim: You can beg on your hands and knees, but I'll never, ever, ever let you have it!
And with that, Thelonim dashes off as fast as his legs will take him.
Vyrn: Hey, elder dude? What's the deal here?
Vyrn: You didn't really give that guy the mission, did you?
Village Elder: Actually, the request that little fellow took was not entirely genuine.
Vyrn: Whaddya mean, not genuine?
The elder winces. Chagrined, he begins to relate a tale from long ago.
Some years back, Thelonim lost both his parents, and struggled to survive with no one to watch over him.
Taking pity on the boy, the village elder told him a... minor falsehood... in order to buoy his spirits.
Village Elder: You may not believe this, Thelonim, but the blood of a great hero flows within you.
Village Elder: You may very well swing your sword one day to strike down a monstrous menace to our village, just as your father did before you.
Thelonim: I'm a... hero? Is that true, Elder?
Encouraged by those words, Thelonim was soon back to his old self.
Thelonim: Take this! Harvest's Judgement! Harvest's Judgement! Harvest's Judgement!
Ruffian:
Ruffian: Augh... You got me...
Ruffian: Darn it... I knew we couldn't beat the great hero, Thelonim! The terrifying power of those acorns was just... Uh, what am I supposed to say, again?
Ruffian: Eh, doesn't matter. Anyway, that was some crazy magic! Seriously, Thelonim's no joke, guys!
Thelonim: Heh heh... But of course! I am a great hero, after all! Now I hope you've learned your lesson. Go forth and never do evil again!
Ruffian: (Bwahaha... This rules. All I gotta do is play villain to this kid's hero, and they pay my tab at the bar!)
Ruffian: (Pfft. What's that old man thinking, anyway?)
Slowly but surely, the elder's lie spread throughout the village.
In time, the village's entire population came to treat Thelonim like a great hero.
Villager: If it isn't our great hero, Thelonim! Be a good hero and help me with my farmwork, won't you?
Thelonim: I don't have time for that! I've gotta go to the mountains and train!
Villager: But farmwork will give you the powerful legs a hero needs!
Thelonim: No way! Really? I'm in! Let me help!
The villagers began to take advantage of poor Thelonim, forcing their busywork on him at their convenience.
Nonetheless, Thelonim naively continued to believe the villagers.
Village Elder: And that, my friends, is that.
Vyrn: Slow your roll! It sounds like you and the rest of the town are all at fault here!
Lyria: So does that mean the real mission is—
Village Elder: Hm, yes... I want you to show Thelonim how tough skyfarers really are, and make him give up this silly hero quest of his.
The crew rushes after Thelonim, who has gone into the forest to hunt monsters.
Vyrn: Found him! Hey, Thelonim! Hold on a sec!
Thelonim: You sure are persistent. And after I told you I wouldn't let you take the job too!
Vyrn: We're worried about you, ya little twerp! It's dangerous in here, and that equipment of yours doesn't seem up to snuff.
Thelonim: It's fine! This is no ordinary wooden sword! It's a mighty blade carved from the wood of the legendary holy tree!
Thelonim: The crest on my armor is that of a legendary holy order of knights, enough to give pause to even the stoutest of foes!
Vyrn: A holy crest? It just looks like some scribbles to me... You were tricked, Thelonim!
Thelonim: Impossible! The village elder told me himself! He's the most respected man in town!
Vyrn: Argh, he's never gonna listen... That old dude really dug himself in deep with the make believe.
Monster: Groar!
Thelonim: Waaargh!
A deafening roar rings out, followed by a shriek of terror.
When they do, they see an out-of-breath Thelonim standing in the way of a massive monster.
Lyria: Thelonim, no! Let (Captain) handle this one!
Thelonim: Huff... Huff... You guys just don't give up. I told you... I won't... let you have this one...
Thelonim: I made a promise to the elder... To the whole village... I promised I'd become a hero and protect them...
Vyrn: Yeah, but they all lied to you!
Vyrn: The villagers made up that hero stuff to cheer you up!
Lyria: Vyrn's telling the truth. Please, Thelonim. Come back and—
Thelonim: Who cares if it was all lies!
Vyrn: Uh...
Lyria: What?
Thelonim: I always knew they were lying, but they were doing it for me!
Thelonim: And I'm gonna make that lie the truth if it's the last thing I do!
At that moment, something miraculous occurs.
An ancient spirit responds to Thelonim's sincerity, the crest on his armor erupting into light.
The mysterious power Thelonim was suddenly able to call upon engulfs the enormous monster, defeating it in an instant.
Vyrn: Hm... So does this mean his crest is the real deal?
Lyria: Hee hee, I wonder. It seems like the crest isn't the only thing of his that's genuine.
Vyrn: So then does that also mean... Thelonim's gonna be a real hero?
Thelonim: Hey, um, Captain? I, the great hero Thelonim, require an airship in order to save the world, so...
- Just don't make a mess.
- It's not going to be easy, you know.
Choose: Just don't make a mess.Thelonim: Of course! I won't unleash my full power onboard. Don't worry about it, Captain!
Choose: It's not going to be easy, you know.Thelonim: It's not? Awesome! Trial and tribulation are a hero's best friends!
Continue 1And with that, Thelonim joins the crew, marking the start of a legend to span the azure skies...
A Hero's Dream
Vyrn and company take Thelonim to a weapon dealer to outfit him with something better. Once there, Thelonim shows an unexpected reaction to a sword that a princess once bestowed on her knight. The princess-obsessed Thelonim is just about to buy the sword when a ruffian appears to snatch it away from him.
Thelonim is just about used to life with the crew.
Today, he joins (Captain) and company to eat at a nearby town canteen.
Vyrn: Hey, Thelonim, isn't it about time to do something about that equipment of yours?
Thelonim: What do you mean?
Vyrn: I mean, you made it yourself! It always looks like everything's about to fall apart!
Thelonim: Honestly, I'm not worried about it.
Vyrn: I'm not talking about you! We're the ones freaking out every time we see you go into battle!
Lyria: All right, Vyrn, all right. If you're that worried about his equipment, why don't we do some shopping for him?
Vyrn: Heh, now you're talking! What do you say we buy the little guy a proper sword, (Captain)?
Thelonim: (Sigh. What I've got is just fine.)
(Captain) and the crew bring a decidedly unenthused Thelonim to a weapon dealer.
Neither the wondrous assortment of weapons, nor the shopkeeper's effusive sales pitches do anything to sway him.
Shopkeeper: Don't like this one either, eh? You're a tough one to please.
Shopkeeper: I hate to say it, but I might not have anything you'll like.
With a heavy, defeated sigh, the shopkeeper picks up a sword, scratching his head with his spare hand in an attempt to conceal his embarrassment.
Shopkeeper: Actually, I think this might be a good fit. Long ago, this beauty was bestowed upon a noble knight by a princess from a land far to the east.
Thelonim: Um, mister, c-can you repeat that?
Shopkeeper: Repeat what? The part about it being a good fit for you?
Thelonim: No, after that!
Shopkeeper: Hm, the part about it being bestowed upon a noble knight?
Thelonim: No! After that!
Shopkeeper: Ah, that it once belonged to a princess from an eastern kingdom?
Thelonim: A p-p-princess!
Thelonim: Oh, what music to my ears. This sword is absolutely splendid!
Thelonim: Shopkeeper! Please, allow me the honor of using this blade!
Vyrn: That's a total one-eighty from the way you were acting a second ago!
Shopkeeper: Hahaha! I'm not sure what brought you around, but I'll happily make the sale. Come again anytime!
As the shopkeeper reaches to hand the sword to Thelonim, a voice rings out.
Ruffian: Hey, hold it! I saw that bad boy first! Sorry, kid, but the sword's mine!
A Hero's Dream: Scene 2
Strangely enough, the ruffian who suddenly interrupted Thelonim just moments before is another supposed descendant of a great hero. Thelonim is overjoyed to have met another ally, but another thug appears and reveals Thelonim's newfound friend to be a scam artist.
Thelonim and the crew defeat the ill-mannered ruffian.
Ruffian: Heh, not bad! Can't believe you beat me, the descendant of a great hero, so easily!
Vyrn: Did I hear that right? Something about that sounded vaguely familiar...
Thelonim: You too? I never expected to run into a fellow scion of a heroic line in a place like this!
Vyrn: Sigh... You know heroes don't just pop out of thin air like this right?
Vyrn: And wait a sec! You haven't even been recognized as a hero yourself, Thelonim!
Ruffian: Bwahaha! I've taken a shine to you, kiddo! Let's grab some grub and talk over the finer points of hero-ing! My treat!
Vyrn: What gives! We just ended up right back where we started!
Lyria: Now, now. It's not so bad, Vyrn. I like this place!
While Lyria cheerfully eats, Vyrn can't help but notice something's amiss.
Vyrn: It's weird, though. Why did you both want that sword?
Thelonim: Because to a hero, meeting a princess is the ultimate aspiration! Part of your destiny!
Lyria: Um, what do you mean, exactly?
Thelonim: I've done my homework. Read all the books. Heard all the fairy tales.
Thelonim: All the heroes spoken of in myth and legend defeat some kind of scary monster or dragon, and then they marry a princess.
Thelonim: No ifs, ands, or buts. If you're a hero, that's what you do. Period.
Vyrn: Well, I guess that does happen a lot in stories.
Lyria: You're right. Katalina's told me lots of stories like that.
Thelonim: Which means as a hero, I'm gonna get to, um, m-marry a... p-princess.
Ruffian: Exactly! Well said, kiddo! Bwahahaha!
A jeering voice cuts across the two would-be heroes' excited chatter.
Barfly: You think you're a hero? Lyin' Luger here's up to his old tricks again, deceivin' folks as usual!
Lyria: What do you mean?
Barfly: Ha ha ha! What do I mean? This guy's specialty is saying just what other people want to hear!
Barfly: Pretends to be your friend when you pass through town, then takes you for a ride when you least expect it! A total con man!
Unable to hide his shock, Thelonim speaks up in a tremulous voice.
Thelonim: I-Is that true, mister? It's not, right?
Ruffian: ...
Barfly: As a matter of fact, he called us here to help him rob you blind!
Thelonim: Hey, he's not telling the truth, is he? Answer me, mister! You're a hero, right?
Ruffian: Gah, you idiots just had to rush things! These birdbrained kids would've been easy marks if you coulda just kept a lid on it!
A Hero's Dream: Scene 3
The crew's attempts to cheer Thelonim up come with limited success, but a coincidental mention of princesses inspires a slightly scary fanaticism from Thelonim, dragging him out of his doldrums.
Hollow victory in hand, (Captain) and the crew begin the journey to their next destination.
There's a point of grave concern for the crew, however. Thelonim has yet to utter a single word since returning to the ship.
Vyrn: Hey, Thelonim? Don't worry too much about what happened, okay?
Lyria: Vyrn's right. You have to just ignore bad people like that!
Thelonim: Who cares if it was a lie...
Vyrn: Huh?
Thelonim: It's fine. I'm used to being lied to, after all.
Thelonim: I'm going to become the greatest hero in all the skies. A minor setback like this isn't going to get me down.
Thelonim flashes a courageous smile in an attempt to deflect concern, inspiring a surprising flood of emotions from the crew.
Lyria: Oh, Thelonim...
Vyrn: Cheer up, buddy! Here, you c'n have half of the pink princess apple I bought at the market!
Thelonim: Princess? Did someone say princess? Where?
Vyrn: Stay with me, Thelonim! Princess apples are delicious, but there's no actual princesses involved.
Thelonim: You said princesses! I heard you!
Katalina: Who's been running around the deck in muddy boots? I want to know who the author of these prints is.
Thelonim: Princes? Did you say princes? Do they have sisters? Just point me in their general direction!
Vyrn: She said prints, not prince! Get a grip!
Thelonim: A princess, a princess! I gotta make sure I look heroic when I meet her. Here's my sword... Got my shield...
Thelonim: Oh no, wait! I haven't defeated a single dragon or demon. Vyrn, what will she ever think of me!
Vyrn: How the heck should I know?
Lyria: This is an awful lot like what happened at the weapon shop.
Lyria: Anything princess-related just seems to set him off.
Vyrn: Whoa, you're right... You're one weird little dude, Thelonim.
(Captain) and the others smile ruefully as Thelonim's disappointment is swept away by full-blown princess fever.
A Hero's Trial
Vania tests Thelonim's ability to serve as her bodyguard, but concludes that he's not ready to assume the mantle. Although he has failed her trial, Thelonim promises Vania that he will one day become strong enough to protect her.
Thelonim: What! No way! You're a p-p-princess?
One fateful day aboard (Captain)'s ship, Thelonim meets Vania for the first time.
He is shocked to learn that Vania is, indeed, a princess.
Thelonim: (Holy moly! I've finally met the real thing!)
Vania: What's with you? Hello?
Thelonim: Ack! Um, er...
Thelonim: Ahem! Allow me to properly introduce myself, princess. I am known as the hero, Thelonim!
Vania: Um... hero? What are you talking about?
Thelonim: I am a devotee of gallantry and fearlessness! Someone who is worthy of your praise!
Thelonim: Princess, I beseech thee! Allow me to protect you! That is my duty as a hero!
Vania: So what you're saying is... you want to serve me?
Vania: Mm-hmm, I see, I see. You want to become my bodyguard!
Vania: But I've already got (Captain), you know!
Thelonim: Wait! As a hero, I am more qualified than (Captain) is!
Vania: Hm... You look kinda wimpy to me.
Thelonim: Ngh...
Vania: And you don't look as dependable as (Captain), either.
Thelonim: Grglrgh... It's true that I'm not that strong right now.
Thelonim: However! I'll definitely become stronger. I'll become the hero you deserve!
Vania: Oh... Is that so.
Vania: Hehehe! Okie dokie. I'll give you a chance!
An impish laugh escapes Vania's lips. Suddenly, she drops down on the floor, cowering in fear.
Vania: Eeek! It's scary! Save me!
Thelonim: Huh? Wh-what's wrong?
Vania: Humph! I'm scared because I'm being attacked!
Vania: And don't ask what's wrong! Say I'm going to save you! You want to be my bodyguard, right?
Thelonim: Ah! I get it now. Sorry.
Vania: Okay, do it again! And this time, protect me like you mean it!
Vania: Eeek! I'm scared!
With his eyes on Vania, Thelonim draws his wooden sword and points it toward an unseen enemy.
Thelonim: Stop right there, fiend! Relinquish yourself from the princess!
Thelonim: Prepare yourself for my ultimate sword strike!
Thelonim: Gallant Smash!
Thelonim: Phew. Are you unharmed, princess?
Vania: It's not over yet, you know.
I'm still so scared! Like, thiiiiis much!
Vania spreads both her arms out wide to show that there are still plenty of foes left to fight.
Thelonim: Whoa, th-that many? Never fear, the hero Thelonim will exterminate them posthaste!
Thelonim swings his wooden sword wildly at invisible enemies until Vania is satisfied.
Thelonim: Haa... haa... I think... that's the last of them... princess...
Vania: Yup! You got them all! Next!
Vania: Brr... It's so cold...
Thelonim: Oh no! Princess! What's wrong?
Vania: No, no, no! Were you even paying attention! Don't ask what's wrong!
Vania: I'm super sick, okay? You have to take care of me quickly!
Thelonim: I'm sorry. Please let me try again!
Vania: Okay! Here we go!
Vania: Hah... Ngh... It hurts...
Thelonim: Pardon my rudeness, princess.
With a serious countenance, Thelonim gently rests the back of his hand on Vania's forehead.
Thelonim: Yeow! You're burning up! What should I do? Ah, I know! I'll look for medicine!
Thelonim gets on his knees, and pantomimes looking through invisible brush. He completes his search and returns to Vania.
Thelonim: This is the fabled herb that cures all ailments! Open wide, princess!
Vania: Haa... Haa... Ngh...
Thelonim: D-did it work? Are you feeling better?
Vania: Yup! I feel much better now! Thanks!
Thelonim: Hehehe. Thank goodness. So what do you think, princess? I'm pretty reliable, right?
Vania: Hm... No, I knew it. You're hopeless.
Thelonim: What? But why?
Vania: Humph! Let me finish!
Vania: I get it. You want to protect me.
Vania: But I don't think you're strong enough for the job yet.
Vania: Whenever I'm in trouble, you need to come flying in to be by my side.
Vania: That means you'll have to become way, way stronger than me.
Vania: And when that time comes, I'll let you take over for (Captain) as my bodyguard, okay?
Thelonim: Really? Then I hereby swear on my honor that I shall become stronger! Strong enough to protect you!
Vania: Hehehe. Good! Pinky swear!
They raise their pinkies in the air.
With both of their pinkies intertwined, the promise is forged.
Vania: Heehee. If you break our promise, you're kaput. Don't you dare forget!
Thelonim: Haha, yes, my lady! I will never forget!
Thelonim bashfully gazes at Vania with a smile as her soft laughter fills the air.
Our young hero vows to become a champion worthy of the little princess. His mission, however, has only just begun.
