Odin/Supports


 * Note: Bolded text are voice clips from S-Support CG confession scenes

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 * Avatar: Greetings, Odin.
 * Odin: Oh, I didn't see you there, Lord Avatar.
 * Avatar: Why are you standing out here all by yourself?
 * Odin: Isn't it obvious? You are witness to a quiet intermission in the play that is my life.
 * Avatar: Intermission? What are you talking about?
 * Odin: Well to put it quite simply, I'm enjoying a nice moment of tranquility.
 * Avatar: Ah, now I understand. Why didn't you just say that to begin with? And why are you holding that strange pose? It looks exhausting.
 * Odin: Oh this? It's a unique creation that I concocted myself. This stance grants me incredible power.
 * Avatar: Huh, I've never seen anyone stick out their hand like that. It's very... unique.
 * Odin: Hahaha!
 * Avatar: What's so funny?
 * Odin: Well it's clear that the moment has come to unveil the origin of this divine creation... That being said, the explanation will take some time...
 * Avatar: Umm, I don't think I need to hear all that. You'll have to excuse me, Odin. *Avatar exits
 * Odin: What do you mean? Hey, wait a second! Don't leave!

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 * Odin: Finally! I've been searching high and low for you!
 * Avatar: Why were you looking for me, Odin?
 * Odin: Obviously, I must explain the origin of this unique pose in minute detail.
 * Avatar: I told you before, I really don't need all that information. I was just curious about the weird thing that you were doing.
 * Odin: This unique pose grants me extraordinary power whenever I use my dark magic. Only a chosen one such as myself can tap into the might bequeathed by this creation. I'm sure that you're wondering who chose me. Sadly, I cannot tell you. It is a profound secret that must stay locked away in the pit of my heart.
 * Avatar: O-OK... I guess that makes sense.
 * Odin: Allow me to propose an idea. I believe that you should come up with a special name for this fascinating pose. With the perfect title, this creation will make me even more powerful!
 * Avatar: Oh really? I'm surprised that you haven't named it already.
 * Odin: Inspiration has yet to strike. That's why I require you assistance. I feel that time is right to transfer the naming rights to you. On a cosmic level, I know that it was meant to be.
 * Avatar: What do you mean exactly? I'm a little bit confused...
 * Odin: Just what I said! You must rename my holy creation! Help me unleash the true power within! Just think for a moment, and then whisper the name into my ear. It's obvious that people will tell tall tales about this moment for years to come. Probably until time itself comes to a halt.
 * Avatar: So you want me to rename it right now? On the spot like this? But I haven't had any time to actually think up anything good yet.
 * Odin: That's fine! It should be spontaneous. Just embrace the sheer joy of creation! Set yourself free, and shout whatever springs immediately to mind!
 * Avatar: All right... Hmm, let's see... Umm...
 * Odin: This is such a thrill! I'm getting goose bumps already!
 * Avatar: Hmm...
 * Odin: Still thinking, eh?
 * Avatar: Listen, I'm sorry. Nothing interesting is really coming to mind. Can I have a bit of time to think it over?
 * Odin: Wh-what?! You can't possibly be serious. How could you possibly cast off the honor of naming this beautiful pose?
 * Avatar: I never said that I wouldn't do it. Just give me some time!
 * Odin: I'm in shock. It's horribly cruel of you to get my expectations up. How could you?
 * Avatar: Calm down, Odin! You're getting all upset for no reason.
 * Odin: I can't help it! I'm very serious. Please, just think up a name already. Wait, I have an idea. Maybe something will come to you if I offer up some ideas first. What do you think?
 * Avatar: Well, if it really means that much to you... Fine, I'll do it.
 * Odin: Outstanding! We can start brainstorming when I see you next!

C Support

 * Avatar: Greetings, Odin.
 * Odin: Oh, I didn't see you there, Lady Avatar.
 * Avatar: Why are you standing out here all by yourself?
 * Odin: Isn't it obvious? You are witness to a quiet intermission in the play that is my life.
 * Avatar: Intermission? What are you talking about?
 * Odin: Well to put it quite simply, I'm enjoying a nice moment of tranquility.
 * Avatar: Ah, now I understand. Why didn't you just say that to begin with? And why are you holding that strange pose? It looks exhausting.
 * Odin: Oh this? It's a unique creation that I concocted myself. This stance grants me incredible power.
 * Avatar: Huh, I've never seen anyone stick out their hand like that. It's very... unique.
 * Odin: Hahaha...
 * Avatar: What's so funny?
 * Odin: Well it's clear that the moment has come to unveil the origin of this divine creation... That being said, the explanation will take some time...
 * Avatar: Umm, I don't think I need to hear all that. You'll have to excuse me, Odin. *Avatar exits
 * Odin: What do you mean? Hey, wait a second! Don't leave!

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 * Odin: Finally! I found you, Lady Avatar.
 * Avatar: Oh, were you looking for me, Odin?
 * Odin: Obviously. I must explain the origin of this unique pose in minute detail.
 * Avatar: I told you before, I really don't need all that information. I was just curious about the weird thing that you were doing.
 * Odin: This unique pose grants me extraordinary power whenever I use my dark magic. Only a chosen one such as myself can tap into the might granted by this creation. I'm sure that you're wondering who chose me. Sadly, I cannot tell you. It is a profound secret that must stay locked away in the pit of my heart.
 * Avatar: O-Ok... I guess that makes sense.
 * Odin: Allow me to propose an idea. I believe that you should come up with a special name for this fascinating pose. With the perfect title, this creation will make me even more powerful!
 * Avatar: Oh, really? I'm surprised that you haven't named it already.
 * Odin: Inspiration has yet to strike. That's why I require your assistance. I feel that the time is right to transfer the naming rights to you. On a cosmic level, I can sense that it is meant to be.
 * Avatar: What do you mean exactly? I'm a little bit confused...
 * Odin: Just what I said! You must rename my holy creation! Help me unleash the true power within! Just think for a moment, then whisper the name into my ear. It's obvious that people will tell tall tales about this moment for years to come. Probably until time itself comes to a halt.
 * Avatar: So you want me to rename it right now? On the spot like this? But I haven't had any time to actually think up a good name yet.
 * Odin: That's fine! It should be spontaneous. Just embrace the sheer joy of creation! Set yourself free, and shout whatever springs immediately to mind!
 * Avatar: All right... Hmm, let's see... Umm...
 * Odin: This is such a thrill! I'm getting goose bumps already!
 * Avatar: Hmm...
 * Odin: Still thinking, eh?
 * Avatar: Listen. I'm sorry. Nothing is coming immediately to mind. Can I have a bit of time to think it over?
 * Odin: Wh-what?! You can't possibly be serious. How could you cast off the honor of naming this beautiful pose?
 * Avatar: I didn't say that I wouldn't do it. Just give me some time!
 * Odin: I'm in shock. It's horribly cruel of you to get my hopes up. How could you?
 * Avatar: Calm down, Odin! You're getting all upset for no reason.
 * Odin: I can't help it! I'm very serious. Please, just think up a name already. Wait, I have an idea. maybe something will come to you if I offer up some ideas first. What do you think?
 * Avatar: Well, if it really means that much to you... Fine, I'll do it.
 * Odin: Outstanding! We can start brainstorming when I next see you!

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 * Odin: Pardon me, Avatar. Can we speak for a moment?
 * Avatar: *sigh* You found me...
 * Odin: Well of course I did! I've been thinking a great deal about our recent conversation... To be perfectly honest, no brilliant ideas leapt forward in my mind. This enchanted pose will obviously be talked about for decades to come. But the sheer weight of that knowledge is impeding my creative flow.
 * Avatar: Well that;s too bad. I'm sure you'll figure something out eventually though.
 * Avatar exits
 * Odin: Now wait just a minute! Why are you acting so cold toward me? Can't we talk for a bit? Please?
 * Avatar enters
 * Avatar: Hmph...
 * Odin: We must engage with every single idea, no matter how small. Together we can conceive infinite possible names and debate them freely! That is precisely the sort of conversation that I desire.
 * Avatar: Sorry, but I um...have to go take care of something. Bye, Odin.
 * Odin: Quit making all of these cowardly excuses. This won't take up much time. Please, I'll even do my best not to wear you out. I'll do whatever it takes!
 * Avatar: OK, fine. I can't turn you down if you're really this passionate. But please, let's try to make this brief.
 * Odin: I knew that you'd come through for me! Thank you, Avatar. This means the world to me. When we were speaking before, I felt tremendous joy. Your obvious enthusiasm is a great source of delight and inspiration. That's precisely why you must be the one who decides upon the final name. So what kind of moniker do you think would be most appropriate? Having a general idea would almost certainly make this process easier.
 * Avatar: You just need a basic idea? Hmm... Well it should probably be pretty timeless, don't you think? Something impressive, just like you.
 * Odin: Wait, wait... You think I'm impressive?
 * Avatar: Yes, I do. You can be a little touch to understand sometimes... But whenever we fight together, you're always so calm and assured. All I meant is that it's pretty remarkable.
 * Odin:  R-really?! You mean it? I don't know what to say... I'm beyond thrilled to receive such praise from you. It's as though a lightning bolt of emotion has just struck my heart. Yes. I believe you've touched my very soul. With all these feelings percolating within me, I know just what to do! I have it! The all-important name has finally come to me! It is a glorious revelation. Brace yourself, Lady Avatar... The name of this smoldering pose is... Shadow Glitter!
 * Avatar: Umm, you just named it yourself, Odin.
 * Odin: Ahh! You're right. I got completely carried away. I'm terribly sorry. I'd promised that we would work out a title together!
 * Avatar: Oh, it's fine. I'm just happy that I could lend you a helping hand. In a way, we did figure it out together. And Shadow Glitter is a perfect name. It suits you quite well.
 * Odin: Th-thank you! Just hearing you say that makes me unspeakably pleased. I hope you can still think of me as a reliable friend and companion. I didn't mean to get caught up in my moment of divine inspiration.
 * Avatar: It's fine, Odin. I'm just glad that we don't have to talk about it anymore!

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 * Odin: The endless screaming inside my soul is utterly unbearable...What is this strange heartache that devours me from within?
 * Avatar: Umm, Odin?
 * Odin: Shh, don't speak to me. I can't possibly listen to your faint murmuring...
 * Avatar: But I only came here because you called me.
 * Odin: I, the chosen one, summoned you?
 * Avatar: If you can't remember what you wanted to talk about, I'm going to head back home.
 * Odin: Whoa, now! Wait just one minute! I know exactly why I called on you. Thank you for coming to see me. I'm sorry for being a bit rude earlier. I lost my composure.
 * Avatar: Why are you so nervous anyways? Is something wrong?
 * Odin: Are you familiar with the concept of matrimony, Avatar?
 * Avatar: What do you mean?
 * Odin: Allow me to explain... It is a binding agreement between two people not related by blood. Those people share feelings of tenderness and love... Which is why they decide to share their lives together.
 * Avatar: Odin, I know what marriage is.
 * Odin: Haha, well of course you do!
 * Avatar: What are you getting at anyway? Why does it matter if I'm familiar with marriage?
 * Odin: Well, um... If you've already been blessed with this knowledge, I'll skip to the point. I must confess something of grave importance. For I wish to propose a bonding of souls for the rest of eternity...
 * Avatar: Odin, skip to the point. Are you asking me to marry you?
 * Odin: H-how did you discover my intentions so swiftly?
 * Avatar: Well it was pretty obvious when you asked about the whole matrimony thing.
 * Odin: Ha. Now I see. You're incredibly quick. Explaining this will be simple. Thou art my--
 * Avatar: I think I'm going to leave now.
 * Odin: What?! You can't go!
 * Avatar: I'm not going to stay here and listen to your dramatic nonsense. I'm sick of the crazy airs you put on. If you want to have a real conversation, you should be honest and direct, Odin.
 * Odin: You're absolutely right. This is no way to propose.
 * Avatar: You're important to me, Odin. So if you're going to do this, then you had better do it properly.
 * Odin: Ahem. Lady Avatar, I have loved you deeply for some time. There are so many things that I wish to share with you. I hope that I can be someone that you grow to rely on in the years to come. I'll do everything I can to protect and cherish you in every possible way. As proof of my feelings, I've brought you this ring. Granted, it's not filled with brilliant gems and stunning diamonds... But it's the most valuable thing that I could possibly find. Please, take it as a symbol of my devotion. Won't you marry me, Lady Avatar?
 * Avatar: That was very sweet, Odin. It was lovely to hear you speak so honestly. Of course I'll marry you.
 * Odin: Really?! You will! By the gods, I've never been happier! Ah, but there is one other thing...
 * Avatar: Oh? What is it?
 * Odin: One day, I will be wrapped in a black wind and carried back to another dimension. For I am but a lowly mage tormented by the cruel goddess of fate...
 * Avatar: You're already back to this again? I have no idea what you're talking about.
 * Odin: I'm sorry. I thought since I proposed already that you wouldn't mind.
 * Avatar: Do you know what a mood is? Because you're completely ruining it right now.
 * Odin: You're right. I'm terribly sorry.
 * Avatar: Just allow me to enjoy this moment, and then you can return to your ways. From this day forward, I will accept you and your quirks. I love you, Odin.
 * Odin: And I love you, Lady Avatar.
 * Odin: The stars shall go dark before my devotion to you fades. Uhh, I mean... I love you.

With Azura
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 * Odin: The time is nigh! Lend me your strength, cursed minions of the unending darkness! Ah, yes...I can feel it... The power coursing through me... I'm unstoppable now! Behold the birth of my new special move... SHADOW DRAGON FIRE ASSAULT! ... Heheh, not too shabby. One day a time shall come when I must use that power...
 * Azura: ...
 * Odin: Argh!! Azura! I mean...milady! I, um, didn't know you were there.
 * Azura: I figured as much. My apologies, Odin. I didn't mean to interrupt your...ritual. Please, pretend I'm not here.
 * Odin: ...Erm, that may prove difficult, as it were. May I ask what you're doing here?
 * Azura: Oh, I'm simply watching you and thinking. Actually, watching you makes me feel happy and calm for some reason.
 * Odin: Milady! What are you saying?! C-could this be...a confession of secret love?!
 * Azura: Oh no, that's not it at all. Don't worry, Odin, it's definitely nothing like that.
 * Odin: Ah, I see... Well, I'm glad you cleared things up so, um, quickly and bluntly...
 * Azura: To be honest, I've been dwelling on some bad memories recently. It's been rough. For whatever reason, watching you do... what you do seems to cheer me up. You make me forget about my troubles and realize how silly it is to dwell on the past.
 * Odin: I see. Um, happy to be of service, milady.
 * Azura: If you don't mind, there's something I've been meaning to ask you.
 * Odin: As you wish. Fire away.
 * Azura: Do you have any bad memories, Odin? Ones you have a hard time letting go of?
 * Odin: ... Hahaha! You can't be serious! One such as me? Held back by bad memories?! Well, if you must know... I suppose I do. Quite a lot actually...
 * Azura: Odin... That was an unexpected answer. Perhaps I shouldn't have asked.
 * Odin: Unexpected? Interesting. Well, maybe I'll tell you more about it sometime. Let's just say there's a place...and the thought of it fills me with fear.
 * Azura: How odd. I wonder what he means by that...

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 * Mozu: That's it! Looks like I've finally finished up this side of the field. Phew!
 * Odin: Hmph...
 * Mozu: Oh, it's you, Odin. Say, what are you doing all the way out here?
 * Odin: You've noticed my presence. How very observant of you. I saw you sneak out of camp, and I was curious where you were running off to.
 * Mozu: Quit acting rude. I didn't do anything wrong.
 * Odin: A likely story. So what are you getting up to out here anyway?
 * Mozu: Oh, I'm just tending to the fields. It's just about planting season. I need to make sure the soil is in good shape before I plant my seeds. It's important for the seeds to be planted in healthy, nutritious soil. Otherwise, everything that grows won't taste very good.
 * Odin: Is that so? Well allow me to help.
 * Mozu: Really? You wouldn't mind?
 * Odin: Of course not! There's no need for diffidence, Mozu. Especially toward me... The legendary hero, Odin Dark! With my assistance, this simple farm work will be done in a flash!
 * Mozu: Gee, that sure would be a big help. Would you mind taking care of that field over there? *Odin: Of course not! You just leave it to me! So this is fertilizer, eh? This sweet soil shall bear an abundant harvest. From now on, this shall be known as Mighty Mystic Landatrazation!
 * Mozu: Huh? What are you talking about?
 * Odin: Now, my Mighty Mystic Landatrazation! Release your full might! Lend that mysterious power of yours to the soil, and send us blooming blessings! Haaaaaaaaaaah!!
 * Mozu: Umm, what are you doing, Odin?
 * Odin: This is a powerful farming hex. Fertilizer with this spell cast upon it produces flavorful and abundant crops. Or so I've decided, at least.
 * Mozu: Well that spellcasting of yours is sure noisy. Maybe it would be better if you didn't help after all...

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 * Odin: Back to farming, eh, Mozu? No it can't be that simple. I know... You're performing an arcane ritual to call forth a bountiful harvest, yes?
 * Mozu: Hmph...
 * Odin: Are you finished planting? Well then, allow me to pull out the weeds! I-I mean I shall eliminate these cursed demon vines!
 * Mozu: *sigh*
 * Odin: Is something troubling you? I don't believe you've said a word. And why are you looking at me with befuddlement?
 * Mozu: Ever since I was a child, the adults in my village told me to be very cautious... They said that I should never strike up friendships with strange city folks.
 * Odin: How dare you! Are you trying to say that I'm creepy?
 * Mozu: You're certainly a strange bird, Odin. There's no denying that! From the moment we met, you've been striking poses and shouting about spells. How am I supposed to focus with you making a racket all the time? Are you just pretending to help? Because it seems like you're mostly getting in the way.
 * Odin: That was never my intention. If you no longer desire my assistance, rest easy. I will depart immediately.
 * Mozu: You just sound like you're trying to trick me by using a bunch of fancy words.
 * Odin: What can I do to prove my goodness to you, Mozu? I'm but a pure and noble dark mage!
 * Mozu: Wait a minute... Why would someone pure and noble ever become a dark mage? I was so stupid to trust you before! Clearly you've been a villian this whole time!
 * Odin: That's absurd! I'm an upstanding person! Practicing the divine art of dark magic doesn't make me evil!
 * Mozu: You say that, but why would an upstanding person need to point that out?
 * Odin: W-well how can you blame me? My reputation is under attack! Ahem. How about this: May I perform my noble spell once again? I must ensure that the crops thrive. Please, just give me a chance to win back your trust. Wait... I have an idea! Perhaps you'd feel more comfortable if there was another person with us? Look! That strapping fellow over there would make an excellent recruit. Quick! Let's go invite him to work in the fields with us! That way, we can get through a great deal of labor quickly.
 * Mozu: Are you talking about that fella there? We don't know him. And he looks terrifying! Just taking one look at him makes me want to run for the hills!
 * Odin: What are you talking about? *sigh* What did I do wrong?

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 * Mozu: Odin, I've been looking all over for you. I wanted to say that I'm sorry.
 * Odin: Hmm? Why are you apologizing out of the blue? I'm rather surprised.
 * Mozu: I was thinking about what I said before. How I thought you might be some kind of scary guy or something...
 * Odin: You were quite adamant about your feelings just the other day. What changed your mind?
 * Mozu: Well I went back to look at the fields. Every single weed had been pulled, and someone had mixed in fertilizer too. That was you, wasn't it?
 * Odin: Well. umm...
 * Mozu: I know it was you. I saw you working! You were still acting really funny. Twirling while you worked and chanting spells... "Bloodred beets, receive my power!" You were hollering all kinds of crazy stuff.
 * Odin: I-I'm sorry about that...
 * Mozu: Really, there's no need for that. I don't understand why you're so kooky... But your passion for planting came through loud and clear. Thank you, Odin. Really.
 * Odin: Oh, Mozu, I'm so glad you understand. It's as though a ray of sunshine has cut through the cloud hanging over my heart.
 * Mozu: I feel so stupid. I jumped to conclusions because I didn't understand you at all. And all you were trying to do was help. I'm so ashamed...
 * Odin: Please, Mozu. Don't say that. There's no reason for you to feel that way. A healthy dose of skepticism is essential for survival these days. Both on the battlefield and off.
 * Mozu: You may be right, but it isn't kind to doubt your companions. I really am sorry.
 * Odin: You're more than forgiven, sweet Mozu. I didn't take your misgivings personally.
 * Mozu: Phew, what a relief. Thank you, Odin.
 * Odin: Now that your suspicions have been all cleared up, I have an idea. Why don't you and I think of a farming spell together?
 * Mozu: Umm, I think I'll pass on that.
 * Odin: I don't understand... Why don't you wish to participate?
 * Mozu: Well... Folks around here warned me not to get too involved with your little games.
 * Odin: Games? What are you talking about?!
 * Mozu: I'm real sorry, but it's important for me to follow the word of my companions. I hope you understand.
 * Odin: I-I do. Don't worry about it... *sigh* Things always end up this way. Excuse me. I must test my newest harvest ritual in the valley of stoic isolation. Good day, Mozu.

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 * Odin: Mozu, do you have a moment to spare?
 * Mozu: Sure Odin. What's up?
 * Odin: I wanted to take you somewhere special. Would you mind coming with me?
 * Mozu: Geez, what is it this time? You're not trying to get me going on spells again, right? I told you how I feel about that.
 * Odin: M-maybe I am...
 * Mozu: I don't know what you want out of me. Everyone around told me it's big trouble to play around with things like that.
 * Odin: I fully understand what you're saying. But I'd advise you to make your own decisions. There's no sense in accepting everything that other people tell you.
 * Mozu: OK, fine. I'll go with you. But I'm still not sure about these spells of yours.
 * Odin: Don't you trust me, Mozu?
 * Mozu: Well, of course I do.
 * Odin: I'm very glad to hear it. Thank you. Please, follow me.
 * Mozu: OK. Lead the way...
 * Odin: And here we are. This is the place I've been wanting to show you.
 * Mozu: Oh my. What a pretty lake!
 * Odin: I discovered this wonderful spot some time ago. It's my favorite place in the world. Do you like it?
 * Mozu: Well of course I do! Um, why did you bring me all the way out here though?
 * Odin: Well, I wanted to talk with you about something that's been on my mind. I thought it would be best to have this discussion in a place that's sacred to me.
 * Mozu: Oh, OK. What is it?
 * Odin: I'll just come out and say it. I'm in love with you, Mozu. I've been enamored with you ever since I witnessed your deft grace with the harvest. I can't stop thinking about you.
 * Mozu: Huh?! This is such a shock...
 * Odin: What I'm trying to say is... Will you be my wife? I want to marry you.
 * Mozu: Wh-what?! I don't know what to say... Let me make sure I've got this straight. This is a real proposal? Not one of your wacky spell chants, right?
 * Odin: Of course it's a real proposal. I'm trying to tell you how I feel. Mozu, what do you think? Please, tell me. The suspense is killing me.
 * Mozu: Well I uh... Umm...
 * Odin: Ahh, now I see. You don't wish to associate with a man like myself, do you? A master spellcaster, misunderstood by the world.
 * Mozu: No, you've got me all wrong. That's not it. I love you too, Odin.
 * Odin: R-really? You mean it?
 * Mozu: Of course. I've been thinking a lot lately. There are a few things I regret. I never should've let other folks' opinions of you get in the way of making my own. I know that if I didn't have feelings for you, then I wouldn't be kicking myself. The only reason I cared so much was because I love you.
 * Odin: Is it safe to assume that you'll marry me?
 * Mozu: Well of course I will, silly!
 * Odin: *sigh* What a relief! I was getting rather nervous there for a moment.
 * Mozu: Heehee, me too. My heart's beating like a drum!
 * Odin: From now on, we can watch over each other.
 * Mozu: I'll always be there for you. I can't wait for the day when I call you my husband. I don't care what anyone says.
 * Odin: That means the world to me.

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 * Camilla: ...
 * Odin: Lady Camilla, I---what vexes you? Your face speaks of cares. May I destroy one for you?
 * Camilla: Hmm? Odin... No, it's nothing.
 * Odin: I see. Well... pardon my intrusion, then.
 * Camilla: Oh---not at all. Did you need something?
 * Odin: Ah! I had quite forgotten in my concern, but I did have query to put to your royal ears.
 * Camilla: Go ahead. Ask what you like.
 * Odin: Lady Camilla, would you do me the honor of revealing... the name of your armor?
 * Camilla: What? Why? Did you want to wear it, too?
 * Odin: Wear it...?! I-I hadn't even considered such a privilege! But even now I see it in my mind's eye... Milady is truly a visionary... Garbed in this raiment, I would be as an angel in flight...
 * Camilla: Odin? Is that mumbling directed at me?
 * Odin: Wha---? Oh, no, nothing! My thoughts soared to the lofty heights of heaven. But the truth is that I have always admired milady's extraordinary armor!
 * Camilla: Extraordinary? You're talking about the armor I'm wearing now?
 * Odin: The same! That ebon finish... so, so black... Like staring into a raven's pupil at night! Naturally I wondered what sublime name milady could have chosen for such treasure. Even now, the anticipation of hearing its name pierces me with soul-knives of agony!
 * Camilla: Well, I hate to disappoint you, but... it's not the sort of thing I would give a name to.
 * Odin: But... this injustice cannot be allowed to stand! Such armor cries out for an identity!
 * Camilla: If you feel that strongly, why don't you name it?
 * Odin: Really? Milady would trust me with this sacred task?
 * Camilla: I can think of no one more qualified for the job than you, Odin. I look forward to hearing what you com up with.
 * Odin: I swear by the rich crimson of my blood that I will not fail you, milady!

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 * Odin: Lady Camilla! I have given considerable thought to a name for milady's armor
 * Camilla: Oh... right. I was... getting tired of waiting. Well? Tell me what you've come up with.
 * Odin: Of course! Prepare your ears for grace! With no more delay, its luminous name is... rendered in the tongue of our land. It reminds of, like the armor itself, of the glorious night sky. I give you... Grossartig Mond, the great moon! Er... what does milady think?
 * Camilla: Grossa... What did you say to me?
 * Odin: Grossartig Mond. I meditated on the image of milady's armor from inside a dark chasm. It took two hours to climb to the bottom... Four to climb back out. But it was worth it! As I lay in darkness, words floated gently into my mind from on high. The first was "Grossartig." The meaning is noble, ample, and beautiful. Then came "Mond," the moon, the bright center around which the night revolves! The masterstroke of my revelation was to combine the two bold terms! Behold! Grossartig Mond!
 * Camilla: ...
 * Camilla: I see. This is a fine name. Thank you, Odin.
 * Odin: What? "Fine"? No, this will never do! I fear milady is far too cavalier with such a grave matter! Surely we must discuss the finer points before committing to this course!
 * Camilla: What is there to discuss? I've taken quite a liking to the name, and I will use it.
 * Odin: A-are you sure...? I mean, milady is not simply pushing the matter aside? You truly like the name?
 * Camilla: Yes, of course.
 * Odin: ... I confess I didn't think the first candidate... A disastrous miscalculation...
 * Camilla: Is there a problem? And what is that stack of papers in your hands?
 * Odin: Nothing! Just a few more possible names for milady's armor. A mere ten... dozen.
 * Camilla: Ten DOZEN? You mean to tell me you have one hundred and twenty names there?!
 * Odin: Y-yes, I thought I would ask milady to pick whichever suited her from this pile... And, alas, that won't be necessary! B-but not a problem at all! I'll take the remaining 119 and burn them so their inferiority shan't trouble you again!
 * Camilla: Well, I'm sorry for your wasted effort, but... thank you, Odin. All of this trouble for me... It's really very touching.
 * Odin: Think little of it, milady. Some men fight, some men preach---I name.

C Support

 * Odin: Zzzzzzz... *SNORE*
 * Elise: HI, ODIN!
 * Odin: WHAAA?! Oh, I... *ahem* Hello, Lady Elise.
 * Elise: You weren't sleeping, were you?
 * Odin: Hahaha. That's cute, if not ridiculous. no, I was merely testing a new charm.
 * Elise: Oooh, what kind? Is it a snore charm? A snoring-really-loudly charm?
 * Odin: ...Cute. Actually, it's a charm entrusted to me by the demons of the night. It allows me to tap into the netherworld at will to aid me in my eternal crusade for...
 * Elise: Tap into the nether who? What is that?
 * Odin: It is what the fragile labyrinth of the human mind craves most of all... a taste of the knowingness of death and the power of the silent darkness as it---
 * Elise: You have a fragile labyrinth for a mind?
 * Odin: Yes, and it remains hidden behind a beautiful veil of darkness until I...
 * Elise: Wait, so you were lifting a veil of darkness? What does THAT mean?
 * Odin: ... Well, it... Look, I was asleep, OK?

B Support

 * Odin: This feeling... This stillness... I know it well. The time is now. To fight the awakening darkness I must now awaken my true power... Grrrh... But no... I must hold back...! I mustn't break the final seal. Not... yet...!
 * Elise: Odin, who are you talking to?
 * Odin: WHAAA? Lady Elise?! What brings you here... again?
 * Elise: I don't see anyone else here.
 * Odin: Th-that is correct. I am here alone.
 * Elise: Heehee! You're just like my father. He always talks to himself too. Oh, but what's wrong? Are you OK? Why were you holding your arm like that?
 * Odin: It's n-nothing to trouble yourself over. The demons of the night branded my arm from within, but 'tis only a phantom pain.
 * Elise: The demons of the night... branded you from within? That's what happened?
 * Odin: Um, well, what I mean is... Look, I was just pretending I was in pain. It's complicated.
 * Elise: Ah, that makes more sense! Good to know. So wait--- were you also pretending to talk to someone?
 * Odin: No, I was pretending to feel the presence of the darkness in this room. Happy now?!
 * Elise: Yes, very! I feel like I finally understand where you're coming from, heehee. Odin, can you please say cool things like that more often?
 * Odin: Really?! You, um... REALLY?!
 * Elise: I mean, I have no idea what you're saying most of the time when you talk like that. But if you throw in some normal talk every once in a while, I can play along too!
 * Odin: Please, bite your tongue, milady. I cannot simply change my essence. I would lose my grasp over the darkness! I... simply wouldn't be myself any longer.
 * Elise: Well, that's fine too. Just talk to me a bunch, and eventually I'll understand!
 * Odin: Talk to you... a bunch?
 * Elise: Yeah! You and I should talk all the time starting RIGHT NOW! Soon I'll know all about the demons of the labyrinth and the veil of stuff and stuff. This is going to be great!

A Support

 * Elise: Hi, Odin! Er, I mean... I now approach the one called Odin Dark. MWAHAHA!
 * Odin: Fair princess of twilight. I hear your cry. You wish to speak with Odin Dark? So be it, but I must warn you to beware the shadowy depths of innocent eyes. For the night inevitably destroys the day, like pure, ivory sand awash in an onyx tide.
 * Elise: Yeah. YEAH. I will. Like a diamond soul wandering in the middle of a desert. It wanders up the sacred summit until the spears of agony pierce its heart! Right?
 * Odin: You are exactly right. But... are you sure you're OK, Lady Elise?
 * Elise: Huh? What do you mean? Am I doing it wrong?
 * Odin: No, it's just... if you speak with the tongue of darkness, won't you be shunned?
 * Elise: Oh, don't worry about it. I only speak with the dark tongue or whatever around you! Besides, even if I said these things to other people, I think they'd just be confused.
 * Odin: I suppose that's true.
 * Elise: But who cares about what other people think. Let's keep Odin-talking! I just love all the wonderful stories you tell. They're so whimsical and cool!
 * Odin: Aren't they, though?! Aren't they so heroic and inspiring? Elise, you're just... you're great! This is why you're the beloved princess of Nohr.
 * Elise: Teehee, thanks! Enough of that, though. Weren't you going to tell me about your 13th Demon Blade?
 * Odin: Ah yes, good ol' Righteous Fury. One of my favorites, though it's a truly cursed blade. They say the wielder is possessed by a dark magic whenever the bloodred moon rises...
 * Elise: NO, really?! Tell me more!

S Support

 * Elise: Yay, it's Odin! Let's talk about cool things and dark stuff and the like!
 * Odin: About that... Lady Elise, I must speak with you about a difficult matter. It seems there are rumors going around about us. Very troubling rumors.
 * Elise: Oh? What kind of rumors?
 * Odin: There are those who believe I am exposing you to some kind of evil sorcery.
 * Elise: WHAT? That's just silly! We're just having fun chatting. There's nothing evil about it! If people are so worried about what you're saying, they should join our conversations!
 * Odin: True, but even if they did, I doubt they would understand what was being said.
 * Elise: How can we keep spending time together without people getting the wrong idea?
 * Odin: We could get married, haha. Then I bet people would stop fussing over us.
 * Elise: Get... married?
 * Odin: Oh, I just meant if we were married, they would expect us to always be together. *ahem* But anyway, let me tell you a little bit about this new Demon Sword I found...
 * Elise: Hey, Odin... you know, marriage might not be such a bad idea. It might just work.
 * Odin: Wh-wh-what did you just say?!
 * Elise: I said, getting married isn't such a bad idea!
 * Odin: Woah, wait! Wait! Just WAIT one minute! I was joking when I said that! You do understand what marriage is, don't you, Lady Elise?
 * Elise: DUH. Did you really just ask me that? Don't you dare treat me like a child!
 * Odin: I-I'm very sorry. I just meant... marrying me just so we can keep chatting...
 * Elise: But... that's not the only reason. Since we've been spending time together, I've been thinking about all kinds of things. Things I've never thought about before! Like... how much I enjoy being with you. It's not because I like your stories or that we get along so well, either. It's because... It's because I have feelings for you! Strong ones! Love-type ones!
 * Odin: Whaaaa?! D-do you really mean that?!
 * Elise: ...I do. Is that, um, OK?
 * Odin: W-well, of course! I mean, I think you're extremely beautiful and special. And truth be told, I have the same kind of feelings for you too. It's just...
 * Elise: Just what?
 * Odin: Everyone will oppose. EVERYONE. They all know... that I'm not worthy of you.
 * Elise: *pffft* Is that all? Who cares? All that matters is how we feel about each other!
 * Odin: Lady Elise, are you sure about that? If you're really prepared for the backlash, I have something I'd like to say to you...
 * Elise: I'm prepared for anything, so long as I have you. Go ahead and say it.
 * Odin: Lady Elise... all I want in this world is to stay by your side. Please marry me. Tomorrow we'll go to pick out a pretty ring for that pretty little hand of yours.
 * Elise: Oh, Odin! Of course I'll marry you! I'm so happy...
 * Odin: I had no idea things would turn out this way between us. I'm elated. Together we shall find a way to forever banish the dark entities of the night! And I promise somehow I'll find a way to show everyone I am worthy of you.
 * Elise: Yaaay! Now we can talk about the darkness all we want, heehee!

C Support

 * Effie: 852...853...854... Hrrrrgh!
 * Odin: Effie. We need to talk.
 * Effie: 855...856...857...
 * Odin: Are... are you listening to me? I said we need to talk!
 * Effie: 858...859...860! Whew!
 * Odin: Effie!
 * Effie: WHAT? WHY ARE WE YELLING?
 * Odin: I heard you've been spreading rumors about me. Telling people I'm "weird". How dare you!
 * Effie: 861....862...863...
 * Odin: Hey! I'm talking to you. Stop squatting that tree trunk, will you?
 * Effie: Huh? Sorry, I'm kind of in the middle of something. Can we talk later?
 * Odin: No! this important. Why did you tell people that I was weird? Or do you deny it? Answer me!
 * Effie: Oh... Yeah, I said that. So what? It wasn't meant as an insult. Just an observation. I mean... you are weird. Or do YOU deny it? Anyway, can I get back to my squats now? I'm really behind on my training.
 * Odin: I'm not weird... I'm hypernormal! So normal that normal people can't even understand me! Which... I guess... means that they probably think I'm weird. DAMN IT. Well, glad we could clear that up. Oh, I was also gonna tell you about a new training technique I've been working on. It's practically doubled my strength! But, it seems like you're busy, so...
 * Effie: Doubled your strength? Well, now you've got my attention...
 * Odin: Sorry, gotta run!

B Support

 * Effie: Odin, do you a moment? I've been desperate to speak with you. The last time we met, you metioned a certain training technique...
 * Odin: Training technique? Doesn't sound like anything I'd be interested in.
 * Effie: Stop joking around! You told me you were using a special technique... Something that doubled your strength! How could you forget something like that?
 * Odin: Oh, right. Of course! Heh. The art of exponential strengthening. Or, as I like to call it... F.L.A.M.E.!
 * Effie: F.L.A.M.E.?
 * Odin: Yes! It stands for Furious Lifting: Art of Muscle Enhancement.
 * Effie: Yes, that's what I want to learn.
 * Odin: Well, I suppose I could help you out... but what are you going to do for me?
 * Effie: Name your terms. Training is my highest priority. All else is secondary.
 * Odin: Oh ho! Can I think about it and get back to you?
 * Effie: Certainly, as long as you teach me the technique first.
 * Odin: Deal. Now, still your heart and concentrate. I will begin the incantations...
 * Effie: Wait, I thought this was a training technique!
 * Odin: It's more of a... blessing. Look, do you want to learn in or not?
 * Effie: Yes, yes, get on with it!
 * Odin: Very well. Hear me, oh spirit of F.L.A.M.E.! Give strength to this soul. May her muscles enhugeify twofold, and may her lifting be ever immaculent! F...L...A...M...EEEEEEEEEE! Whew. The spell is complete.
 * Effie: Those aren't even words. I'm not so sure about---
 * Odin: Oh, you poor soul. The power of F.L.A.M.E. relies not on mere "words." Anyway, if you don't like it, I can go ahead and remove the blessing. You may experience temporary shrinkage in the muscle region, of course...
 * Effie: No, no! I believe you! Just don't deactivate F.L.A.M.E!
 * Odin: Excellent. Now remember, the power of F.L.A.M.E. requires uncontional belief.
 * Effie: The things I do for lady Elise...



C Support

 * Niles: We have a job to do, Odin.
 * Odin: Do tell, my umbral friend!
 * Niles: Our army is thinking of developing some new weapons. They need the weapons named.
 * Odin: Weapons?! Named?! Those that you hold?! What a perfect task for me---to anoint those with my mystic tongue!
 * Niles: Before you start drooling all over them, you need to know one more thing. They're calling for name possibilities from everyone in the camp. Not just us. As Lord Leo's retainers, you and I must contribute our ideas.
 * Odin: Hmpf. I'm not used to auditioning with amateurs. But I'll do my best. Feel free to bow out of this scene now. I've got this.
 * Niles: Fine by me.
 * Odin: Now, where to start? Ooh, that sword looks like it's begging for the Odin treatment. It should be a strong name. Hmm. Maelstrom, perhaps? No, that doesn't sound half as fierce as this blade demands. I'll put it aside for now. What's next? Ah, a powerful staff, white and streaked with red. The Scarlet... something. No, that's crummy too. How about...?
 * Niles: How about you wrap this up, Odin? We don't have forever.

B Support

 * Odin: NILES! How DARE you?!
 * Niles: Sorry, I didn't quite catch that. Maybe shout it... directly into my ear?
 * Odin: Oh, you heard me, traitor. You didn't wait for me to name those weapons. You submitted your own---and your names are just plain bad. Why, every one of them is charmless, rigid, and stiff! Was this some sort of joke?
 * Niles: One of us had to do something, or we'd look like fools.
 * Odin: What?!
 * Niles: You were at risk of missing the deadlines. We represent Lord Leo here. That would have made him look bad. So I turned in some names. Crisis adverted.
 * Odin: You know nothing of naming. It's FINE to be late...if the names are perfect. It's you who've made Lord Leo look like a chump.
 * Niles: You were going to blast past that deadline as if it was years away. And, just like always, you'd come up with names that are nonsense.
 * Odin: Excuse me? But your names are the very stuff of which senses are made non! Lord Leo will be sorely displeased.
 * Niles: What a big talker you are, Odin. Pretty suspicious, given that you're a man with no past.
 * Odin: Oh? Tried to dig up a little dirt on your friend Odin, eh?
 * Niles: When a man like you shows up to serve Lord Leo---of course I do. I look into the past of anyone and everyone who comes into his life. And I found...nothing.
 * Odin: And our conversation is...over.

A support

 * Odin: I have to apologize for how rude I was to you the other day, Niles.
 * Niles: But Odin---
 * Odin: Please, no. Not a word of apology from you, I won't have it. Besides, you don't know how right you were, submitting your own weapon names. They're being seriously considered for the final choices.
 * Niles: Oh, really?
 * Odin: What's more, everyone is saying how un-Odinish our names are. Hard to believe it, but they mean that as a compliment. Everything you said was true---I would have been late, and with names they'd hate. So, we haven't brought shame on Lord Leo's name at all.
 * Niles: Look. I really just wrote down the first words that came to mind. But I do need to apologize. Not for that. I shouldn't have looked into your past.
 * Odin: You were just doing your duty by Lord Leo. That you didn't find any past at all must have alarmed you. But I swear, there's nothing in my... past...that would harm Lord Leo.
 * Niles: Say no more. If Lord Leo put his trust in you, so should I. Even if you had a dark past, it couldn't be more troubling than mine.
 * Odin: What matter is that you care deeply for Lord Leo.
 * Niles: That I do. As do you.
 * Odin: In which case, we must band together better than we have been. You and I often squabble. We shouldn't.
 * Niles: I agree. Les put away any troubles and embrace each other as friends.
 * Odin: Done deal. Just one more thing.
 * Niles: Yes?
 * Odin: I've head the camp is going to be naming some new armor next. Help me with my names. People love the ol' Niles touch!
 * Niles: Nope. You are on your own.

C Support

 * Odin: Now I, Odin Dark, shall unlock the eighth scroll, calling forth the fivefold fires! Eternal embers of the soulrealms, rise up from your slumber and consume my foes! KABOOM! KAPOW! "Aiiieeee! Not that, Odin! Anything but thaaa- FWOOM!" Heh. Pathetic. Did nobody ever teach you to be afraid of...the Dark?
 * Laslow: Odin? Are you still not through yet? You've been at it for hours!
 * Odin: Ha! Do not feign surprise. I know you were spying on me. As my archrival, you hunger for my secrets and watch in hopes of learning them. You...Laslow of the Azure Skies!
 * Laslow: I think I prefer "Indigo." Can we make it "Indigo Skies"? In any case, why are you still engaged in such foolishness? It's as childish as ever, and you're not getting any younger, my friend.
 * Odin: Fie and vexations upon you! I am no child! I am a conjurer of...conjurings! Er, wait. No. That isn't right. Let me try again. *ahem*. You'd best watch your tone. I prey upon fools' blood and you've an overabundance. (NAILED IT!)
 * Laslow: Ugh it's no use. You're even worse than before. I suppose I'll just have to tell Lord Leo you skipped training today. Again. Such a shame. You look terrible in irons.
 * Odin: H-Hey! Wait up! Come on, Laslow! Think this through!
 * Laslow: What is there to think through? You are failing in your duties as a retainer. I'm afraid I've no choice but to report you.
 * Odin: I see. How dutiful and virtuous you are. Yes, a man of your integrity would never object to my telling Lord Xander anything. Particularly not about his irreproachable retainer skipping training to flirt with girls? I'd say it's been one...two...three-oh no! It's been every day this week, in fact! Scandalous!
 * Laslow: Wha- You wouldn't dare!
 * Odin: Then swear upon your sword you won't report me to Lord Leo!
 * Laslow: ...Fine. Maybe we should both just get some training done today. Say, how about we have a quick round? It's been a while.
 * Odin: Very well, but you will regret those words. Prepare yourself for the void! ...Heh. It really has been a while. Feels just like old times, doesn't it? It's as though we've gone back in time.
 * Laslow: Yeah, it really does feel that way... Hm. I wonder, where everyone is? All our old friends, I mean...
 * Odin: Probably having a bunch of feasts and fun forgetting all about us.
 * Laslow: ...
 * Odin: I'm joking! It's a joke! You've gotta learn to relaw more, buddy. Now, come on! Today is a special day. For today you learn what "wrath" means! I unveil to you the forbidden tome: Genealogy of the Infinite Pain! It'll hurt so bad, your grandchildren will be wincing years after your death!
 * Laslow: I see. Then I suppose it is time to stop kidding around. I will unveil a secret dueling form, derived from the ancient scrolls of the masters. I give you the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!
 * Odin: No... Can it be?!
 * Laslow: Yes! Bow before the Sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade!
 * Odin: So...I see you've come to understand the importance of secret techniques.
 * Laslow: Verily! I learned it from the teachings of the sage Hyoo-Morning Yor Frends.
 * Odin: Very good! I expect no less from Laslow of the Azure Skies! Now, taste my vengeance!
 * Laslow: Let us begin, Odin Dark!

B Support

 * Odin: Hail, friend! Our last sparring match was quite something. Your sacred Dance of the Mystic Blade was quite impressive. Perhaps we should begin charging others to watch the spectacle. We could even get costumes! What do you think, Laslow of the Azure Skies?
 * Laslow: Laslow of the Azure skies...
 * Odin: Hm? Are you displeased with your epithet? I shall ponder another, then. But first I must away to my chamber of nominal contemplations...
 * Laslow: No, that's not it. Something just struck me, all of a sudden. The name "Laslow." It's so familiar now...
 * Odin: It makes sense. It's been a long time since you've answered to another name. The same goes for Selena and myself. It's hard to fathom, isn't it?
 * Laslow: Heh. You were hopeless at first. Always saying our old names. Yet you seem to keep track of all those weapon and attack names, no problem. Any reason these ones tripped you up?
 * Odin: Hey! It was the first time I'd ever had to change my name. I eventually learned. After all, if someone had heard me slip up, it would have aroused suspicion. I couldn't risk us losing our positions as retainers. Our mission was at stake. We must remain close to these people. And so, yes, I eventually learned. It pains me to this day to know we flay our identities so carelessly.
 * Laslow: I assure you, whatever name we go by, our identities are as true as ever. It does feel strange, however...hiding these things from the others. Lord Xander and Lord Leo are good people. It's sad knowing we will have to part ways.
 * Odin: Yes. 'Tis almost enough to tempt one into staying, is it not?
 * Laslow: Yes... Almost... Odin...what are we doing? We should not be making friends with these people. It will only make leaving harder. And it will be hard enough as it is...
 * Odin: What's this? Sadness? What happened to that iron resolve of yours?
 * Laslow: It's fine! I'm not sad! It's just... it's been on my mind lately. Anyway, it's your fault for getting so serious all of a sudden.
 * Odin: Do not blame me for your own failing of courage, Laslow of the Azure Skies.
 * Laslow: I'm not blaming you, Odin. Perish the thought! I'm just saying you were being all mopey, and I felt I had to commiserate.
 * Odin: Mopey? Do you wish to start something?! I'll have you know this tome here contains a forbidden technique! It will turn your insides squishy and set your body aflame!
 * Laslow: Oho! I best it doubles your lame factor too! Shall we test it out?
 * Odin:...
 * Laslow: Wait, what's that say? "Book of Dark Spell Names"?
 * Odin: No! Stop! Give it back!
 * Laslow: That's supposed to set me aflame? Curious. Very curious.
 * Odin: Do you have to look so smug all the time? Come on! Although I guess it's better than all the grimacing you were doing earlier... ...Heh.Just like old times again, eh? Seems to be happening a lot lately.
 * Laslow: Haha. I suppose it is. Except...
 * Odin: Except?
 * Laslow: Never mind. It's nothing. Oh! Look at the time! We should get going before we miss the war council.
 * Odin: Oh, you're right! Let's hurry!

A Support

 * Laslow: Hello, Odin.
 * Odin: What's wrong, Laslow? Has the darkness taken hold of you on this day?
 * Laslow: Odin... Do you think we're still the same people we were back in our time? I mean, how do we know our old memories are truly real?
 * Odin: What do you mean?
 * Laslow: I've just been thinking about it . We've been here for a long while now/ We've been absorbed in our duties as Lord Xander and Lord Leo's retainers. We've made friends and had all kinds of experiences. It's been a whole new life. Sometimes our past just seems so...unreal.
 * Odin: Ah, I get it. you feel disconnected from your old life.
 * Laslow: I suppose so. I just can't shake this feeling lately. We've nothing left of our old lives except each other and our fading memories. I can't help but wonder if my memories of our old world are just a dream of sorts.
 * Odin: Don't be silly. We're the same people. We existed. That world existed. And when we're done here, we're going back. You're just overthinking things. I know we're in over out heads, but that's no reason to start doubting your reality. Besides, if anything is part of a dream, it's this world.
 * Laslow: *sigh* Now I'm starting to wonder if anything is real.
 * Odin: ...
 * Laslow: Do you ever think of our original world anymore? The on we were born in?
 * Odin: I do. Mostly at night. I...have trouble sleeping sometimes because of it.
 * Laslow: Ah. So you too, then.
 * Odin: I also think of the other world. Of seeing my mother for the first time since... Gods, it was wonderful seeing her alive and well after what happened in our time. Oh, and helping our parents and the others defeat the dragon!
 * Laslow: That was a wonderful world. It was such a happy place, too. I mean, after Grima fell. Ah, remember looking for that tiara and then getting chased by a bear? Ha! We made some good memories there, didn't we?
 * Odin: Aye. And none of them were dreams. So cheer up!
 * Laslow: Yeah. You know, when we talk like this, it's hard to deny it was all real. I'm glad we didn't get separated this time. If you guys weren't here, I don't think... I don't think I could bear it.
 * Odin: Laslow...
 * Laslow: Thank you for being here for me. You've made good on your promise.
 * Odin: No problem! But, erm...what promise was that?
 * Laslow: Well, it was a long time ago. Remember that harvest festival we went to? When I was troubled about how we were fighting real people instead of Risen. You said you'd always be a shoulder for me to lean on. And you have been.
 * Odin: Ah, I remember that! Well, I meant every word. In any case, we'll be moving out any minute now. Let's get going, Inigo.
 * Laslow: Wh-what did you just call me?
 * Odin: What's wrong, Inigo of the Indigo Skies? Did you miss hearing your real name? Haha, calm down. It's fine, just this once. No one else is here. Severa can't get mad about something she doesn't know, right? Er. Probably.
 * Laslow: Haha! I guess not. Thank you Owain. I feel much better now.
 * Odin: Ah, he smiles! Perfect! I love seeing my archrival happy.
 * Laslow: Haha. I feel the same, old friend. That, at least will never change.

C Support

 * Selena: *sigh*
 * Odin: Selena! A spell of gloom has ensnared you! Hold and allow me to dispel it! Depart or be destroyed, evil magic! Release Selena from her torment! *gasp* It remains unaffected! I must prepare another chant...
 * Selena: I'm fine, Odin. I was just feeling lonely.
 * Odin: Lonely, you say?
 * Selena: Yeah.
 * Odin: What has brought on such feelings of desolation, my friend?
 * Selena: I can't really say it aloud, but... I miss our homeland. you know the one. It's so very out of reach... I guess I'm just a little homesick.
 * Odin: Ah, yes. Homesickness is a mortal affliction. Be careful lest it overtake you.
 * Selena: Do you ever feel that way?
 * Odin: No. That demon has yet to lay its infernal hands upon me.
 * Selena: Oh, I wish I was the same. *sigh* If only there was something I could do to feel better...
 * Odin: H,. I have no choice, then.
 * Selena: Huh? What was that?
 * Odin: Oh nothing! See you later!
 * Selena: He's so odd...same as always.

B Support

 * Odin: Selena. You're looking a little happier today! Not quite so...severe. Heheh. Get it?
 * Selena: Don't even joke like that, Odin! Do you want us to- Ugh! Never mind. Anyway, yes. I'm feeling much better today. I had a nice dream about all our old friends.
 * Odin: Oh? And what exactly transpired in this dream reunion?
 * Selena: We were in a hot spring. I think it was one we've been to before. My hair was dyed, and I was wearing a cute outfit...
 * Odin: Oh? That sounds like fun.
 * Selena: It was. You were there too, actually.
 * Odin: I was? What was I doing?
 * Selena: I think you were wearing a cute outfit too. You were trying to be cool, as usual. But...it's strange. People actually thought you were! Cool, I mean. Even I did.
 * Odin: Mwahahaha! Naturall! Though maybe I should dial it back a little next time...
 * Selena: Huh? Did you say something?
 * Odin: No! Of course not! In any case, I'm glad you're no longer feeling homesick.
 * Selena: I mean, it's not like it's completely gone. I still feel that way. Just a little less so...
 * Odin: I see. Then I must act again tonight. Good day, Selena!
 * (Transition)
 * Selena: Zzzzzz... Zzzzzz...
 * Odin: Selena? Stir now, if you wish to live! ... Excellent. No reaction. She seems to be deep in slumber once more. Now then, to fashion a new dream for her, I must cast my greatest spell yet- Odin's Oneiric Onslaught! Yes, now I shall free your mind from all its worries... Let's see..this time I'll make her dream of the harvest festival. And the festival will culminate with the unveiling of my new spell. Which in turn will lead to my becoming the supreme leader of the entire world! Ooh, that's a good plot! Yes, that'll do. Let's get to it, then. I call to ye, dark beasts that roam the realm of unconsciousness! Lend me your strength- mold a new reality for the mind of this dreamer! Grant...me...thy...POWER!

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 * Selena: Hey, Odin! I have a question for you. Just answer honestly, and I PROMISE I won't get mad.
 * Odin: Um...what's on your mind, Selena?
 * Selena: Did you happen to sneak into my bedroom the other night?
 * Odin: What?! How dare you! I would never --
 * Selena: REALLY? Then how do you explain this scrap of paper I found by my pillow? It says "new spell ritual notes." I found a bunch of weird half-burned herbs too. YOU are the only one in the world who carries stupid things like this around!
 * Odin: I can explain!
 * Selena: I KNEW IT! WHAT WERE YOU DOING IN MY BEDROOM?! By the gods, if you were doing anything gross, I will destroy --
 * Odin: No! Of course not! What kind of monster do you think I am?!
 * Selena: Then what were you doing?! Tell me or I'm going straight to Lord Leo. Maybe even Lord Xander!!
 * Odin: No, don't! I'll tell you! Just calm down...The truth is...I was casting a spell to give you good dreams.
 * Selena: What?
 * Odin: When you woke up this morning, how did you feel? Were you happy?
 * Selena: Well...yeah. I was. I had another dream about being with our old friends again.
 * Odin: At the harvest festival, right?
 * Selena: ...How did you know that?
 * Odin: Because that's the dream I created for you. I knew you were feeling homesick...so I conjured a sweet dream for you.
 * Selena: What? How did you do that? I've never heard of such a spell!
 * Odin: Heh. For one such as I, a spell like that is mere child's play. My magic can alter the fabric of reality -- so much easier the fabric of dreams. All I needed was to do was hold those herbs while chanting the plot of the dream.
 * Selena: I would normally never believe you actually have power like that, but... Hmm. In both dreams, everybody loved you and thought you were the coolest guy ever. And in the harvest-festival dream, you were voted the ruler of the entire world.
 * Odin: Ah, such sweet words. If only I could have seen these things myself.
 * Selena: It was so ridiculous and impossible, I should have known.
 * Odin: Hey!
 * Selena: Anyway, I guess I'll forgive you for creeping in my room. You were only trying to help. But if you ever change my dreams without my permission again, I will END you. Understand? And if I do give you permission, you're not allowed to make yourself seem cooler.
 * Odin: *sigh* But that was the fun part...

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 * Odin: Hearken to me, goddess of mine heart! I bring glad tidings!
 * Selena: Ugh, what now?
 * Odin: I know this is sudden, but I must tell you before the darkness overcomes me.
 * Selena: Oh, calm down. Out with it already!
 * Odin: I...I want you to marry me, Selena.
 * Selena: ...You what?!
 * Odin: I awoke this morning possessed by a single thought: I love you. My heart was aflutter with admiration of your beauty and grace. I realized then and there that I had to marry you.
 * Selena: Oh, wow. I can't believe it worked. Not how I intended it to, though. (I just whispered random stuff into his ear while he slept to get back at him...)
 * Odin: Selena? What's wrong?
 * Selena: N-nothing. It's nothing!
 * Odin: Perfect. Then allow me to present you with this Ring of Eternal Joy. With this, let us join our lives and our hearts for now and ever!
 * Selena: Look, Odin, this is very sweet, but I can't accept it. See, uh, your feelings...they aren't real.
 * Odin: What? Of course they are! They're more real than anything I've ever felt! I beseech you --
 * Selena: Hey, whoa! None of that! No beseeching! I'm serious. Your feelings aren't real. Maybe you should just take a day or two and think about them some more.
 * Odin: What do you -- Ohhh. I see. You think it was that little dream spell you tried to use on me.
 * Selena: H-how did you know about that?
 * Odin: I was awake the whole time. It was quite amusing! You aren't entirely wrong, however. I AM proposing to you because of that spell. Before you left, you put your hand on my cheek so tenderly...It was only for a moment. But I knew what it meant.
 * Selena: Y-you mean... Then you know...
 * Odin: Yes. And it was at that moment that the amorous spirits sang to me. The heart of Odin Dark is scarred with the milionfold deaths left in his wake...Those of his enemies...his family...his friends...his entire world. And the only one in possession of the precious salve of love is you. Selena the Moonborn, will you have me?
 * Selena: Nope.
 * Odin: Whuh?! But I thought... I thought we were meant for each other. Is it possible the touching of my face was simply the tracing of an arcane rune? Oh, you are a clever one, she-witch, but i will NOT be ensnared by your devilry!
 * Selena: Odin. Cut it out. I want you to be serious about this.
 * Odin: Oh...
 * Selena: Now, please. Ask me again. Ask me like you want me to truly be yours forever.
 * Odin: Ok... Here I go! Selena...I love you more than anything else in this world. In any world....Will you marry me?
 * Selena: ...Very well. I love you, Odin.
 * Odin: And I love you, Selena. I promise I will remain by your side forevermore. Through time, through space, through different worlds. Nothing will separate us.
 * Selena: Thank you. And I make the same vow to you, my love.

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 * Beruka: Odin, I need to talk to you.
 * Odin: What is it?
 * Beruka: I've heard that you don't just fight with spells--you can create them too.
 * Odin: You have heard truly! My skill in crafting spells have no peer among the living! Indeed, my fame (OR INFAMY) in the art is such that I have earned various sobriquets: High King of Hocus, Pointiff of Pocus, Mr. Somatic Component, to name a few... The world is vast, but I can safely say that I am the greatest mage it has ever known.
 * Beruka: ...Good. I need you to make me a special spell.
 * Odin: What? A special spell?
 * Beruka: Yes. A spell to make me...feel things. Like happiness, anger, stuff like that.
 * Odin: You want a spell to help you experience emotions? Why?
 * Beruka: Don't want to talk about it.
 * Odin: I-I see... No matter! Odin Dark can grant this wish! I shall begin preparing straightaway!
 * Beruka: ...Thanks.

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 * Odin: Nyx. Can you spare a moment?
 * Nyx: I suppose. What's on your mind?
 * Odin: I command you to stop infringing on my identity, knave!
 * Nyx: Excuse me?
 * Odin: Your innocent act is ill sorted with your menacing aura! And therein lies the fault! You and I are cut from the same dark, mysterious cloth.
 * Nyx: What are you talking about?
 * Odin: "From childhood, she showed a tremendous talent for the black arts. Her family, terrified of her powers, raised her almost against their will." These are the sorts of things I've heard about your past, and I have to say... It's quite impressive. More than impressive-your past looms large and hungry behind you. It lurks, it leers, it lunges out from the shadows, forcing me to acknowledge... You are my true peer. A fellow spelunker in the darkest of abysses.
 * Nyx: ... I have no idea what you're talking about.
 * Odin: In this as in all things, understanding is a superfluous luxury! All you need to know is this: my appreciation for your origins borders on envy... And I was hoping we could be friends.
 * Nyx: Uh...sure...

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 * Odin: Greetings, Orochi. What have you there in your dainty fingers? Cards, aren't they? The images on them—very odd.
 * Orochi: These are my fortune-telling cards. And you think they look odd? Looked in the mirror lately?
 * Odin: I have heard about your divinations. Let's see if I understand it... You stand at a crossroad between a question and possible outcomes. Then you strain your eyes to see the signs to point to the one true fate.
 * Orochi: Yes, mage of Nohr. But do you always speak like that? Hard to find your kernel of meaning amid a handful of glitter.
 * Odin: You have a knack for it yourself, diviner of Hoshido. It seems you and I are kindred spirits, Orochi.
 * Orochi: Oh? Do you perform divinations?
 * Odin: No, just a bit of flash and verve when expressing my magic.
 * Orochi: A shame. I've long wanted a peer who can do divinations. But no matter, Odin. How about I show you what I do?
 * Odin: A divination—to shed light on my fate, illuminate my future? What a grand way to anoint this meeting of ours, Orochi. Please, do!
 * Orochi: Have a seat.
 * Odin: I will, thank you.
 * Orochi: ...... I see... No, it can't be... Is it? Could it? Must it?
 * Odin: But I haven't asked anything, and still you're besieged by answers?
 * Orochi: There's no need for a question. You have only one fate. At least, until you get rid of your problem.
 * Odin: Problem? What problem?
 * Orochi: You have a bad case of what's called arcanus backlashica. In layman's terms—your spells are incompatible with you. For now, you can cast them. But soon, you'll be powerless. In short, your future as a spellcaster is over.
 * Odin: Impossible! Odin Dark must be free to splash his name across infinity! You have to help me, Orochi. You must know how.
 * Orochi: I may know of a way.
 * Odin: Tell me!
 * Orochi: Here's a list of rare herbs I need. Get them for me.
 * Odin: A list of herbs, and all I must do is fetch them? How can the fate-clog in Odin Dark's plumbing be so easily ungunked? But I will get these, no matter what the cost.
 * Orochi: And there goes Odin... off to take care of my shopping list!
 * Odin: I've gathered all of those herbs you needed, Orochi.
 * Orochi: That was faster than I thought possible, Odin. And some of those herbs are incredibly hard to find.
 * Odin: It was actually very difficult for me. I've had hardships with everything since last we spoke. My spells, curses, mystical oaths, dire summonings—everything is failing! These magics are often wobbly for me, but now the wheels have come off! My case of arcanus backlashica must be getting WORSE.
 * Orochi: Heh. Well, that's how it goes.
 * Odin: But now that I brought all these herbs, you can fix me, right?!
 * Orochi: Of course.
 * Odin: Do it—now. I'll plumb the depths of my power, and you unblock me! Come on, blood. Time to ache. I need to feel the power! Orochi! Do your thing!
 * Orochi: Right now? But wh-where are you going?
 * (transition)
 * Odin: You failed me, Orochi! My incantation was utterly blocked!
 * Orochi: Th-that can't be. I'm sure I felt your mojo get flushed out on my side.
 * Odin: Well, you're wrong. I tried casting a spell to restrict the motion of my enemy. But I felt it get all clogged up. You said you could plunge my gunk.
 * Orochi: Ick. Well, maybe your mojo just wasn't up to snuff today.
 * Odin: You leave my mojo OUT of this. I know what happened. I've heard about you, Orochi. You're manipulative. I think...this whole thing was a ruse to mess with my flow.
 * Orochi: How could you say such a thing, Odin? I'm hurt.
 * Odin: Listen here, Orochi...
 * Orochi: Try that spell again! I'm sure you were blocked—I mean, unblocked!
 * Odin: It's meant for my enemies.
 * Orochi: Just do it. Cast it on me.
 * Odin: ...... I call upon the spirits of the most fell realms—heed Odin Dark's call! Bend to my will. Heed my command. FREEZE this vixen in time! NOW!
 * Orochi: Odin! I can't move!
 * Odin: Oh, puh-lease.
 * Orochi: Even my lips are...starting to...murfle mrff mf.
 * Odin: Cut the act, Orochi. I know when I've been played. And worst of all, now you actually have broken my moji.
 * Orochi: I'm sorry for tricking you, Odin. I admit—arcanus backlashica was a way to make you get me herbs.
 * Odin: I'm not angry, Orochi. On the contrary... In examining my mystical plumbing, I did discover a problem. I was clogging my casting of spells by putting too many things into them. So, problem solved!
 * Orochi: Really turned lemons into lemonade there, didn't you?
 * Odin: Nothing stands in my way for long. But please, no more lies between us. I'm glad to fetch you herbs, no matter how rare.
 * Orochi: You're truly a good person, Odin. And—no lie—your goodness may be wrecking some of your spells.
 * Odin: What? Why?
 * Orochi: You—unlike I—think too much of others. You need to have a heart of stone. If you want to curse people, Odin, you need to think less of people.
 * Odin: Dear Orochi, thank you for your candor. I will try that next time.
 * Orochi: Heh...ha!
 * Odin: Something amusing?
 * Orochi: The thought of a nice fellow such as you, trying to be as cold as me... I just find that TOO funny.
 * Odin: What?! I am Odin Dark! I will make my heart cold as ten thousand gravestones in winter if I must! Eh, all right. You have the cut of my cloth, Orochi. My heart is too full of wibbly-wobbly flufferstuff to be a mage of shadow.
 * Orochi: I knew it. Why do you even want to be a mage? Shadows are required.
 * Odin: It seems stylish.
 * Orochi: Stylish?!
 * Odin: Long ago, I walked the way of the sword—a flash blademaster. That life became dull to me. I sought a more flashy way to express myself. In truth, there were other reasons too. It's complicated. In short, however, if I had to change, then magic was the clear choice.
 * Orochi: It sounds like a difficult time of your life. I'm happy you found a new way.
 * Odin: Why did you choose to be a diviner, Orochi?
 * Orochi: Not much of a choice, I'm afraid. I come from a family of diviners. Not a profession that's well respected. Lady Mikoto treated me very well. Others gave me strange looks.
 * Odin: Strange looks? Oh, yes. I know those. I am daily under critical gazes.
 * Orochi: Such is the fate for those who work in the mystical arts. So, friend, how about we always be there for each other from now on?
 * Odin: My pleasure, diviner of Hoshido.
 * Orochi: Mine too, mage of Nohr—and mystic warrior for the darkest night.

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 * Ophelia: HYAAAAAAAAAAAH! Attack, my supreme secret weapon. Missiletainn...of PURGATORY!! WHOOOOOOOSH! BAAAAANG! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Phew! How ghastly. You're simply getting what you deserved. An attack on thine own vile spirit! Take comfort. You'll have ample time to bemoan your inflated ambition in a frosty tomb. For I am Crimson Ophelia... And I will end this valiant fight!
 * Odin: O-Ophelia?
 * Ophelia: F-Father?! Whatever are you doing here?!
 * Odin: What are YOU doing here, young lady? Explain yourself at once!
 * Ophelia: E-explain...?
 * Odin: You heard me!
 * Ophelia: Um, well I was just...practicing. You see, there's an evil lord who controls the world, so I battled him into a corner. And at the last fateful moment, I used his dark power against him to triumph!
 * Odin: Oh.
 * Ophelia: Wh-why are you making that strange face? Am I being childish?
 * Odin: No, Ophelia, it's not that. It's just...
 * Ophelia: Just...what?
 * Odin: Never you mind.
 * Ophelia: Father! So the silent treatment is supposed to make me understand what I did wrong? What a passive way to criticize me. The chosen ones are always so harsh...

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 * Ophelia: Hello, Father. Listen, I wanted to talk about yesterday...
 * Odin: HYAAAAAAAAAAAH! Attack my ultimate supreme weapon... Missiletainn...of PURGATORY!!! WHOOOOOOOSH! BAAAAANG! BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM! Heh. That's off-putting. You're simply getting what you deserved. An attack by thine own vile spirit! You'll have ample time to bemoan your inflated ambition in a frosty tomb. For I am Odin Dark...and I will end this valiant fight!
 * Ophelia: *sigh* Umm, F-Father...
 * Odin: What?! O-O-Ophelia?! Wh-what in the world are you doing here?!
 * Ophelia: I'd like to ask you the same question. Because that's my...
 * Odin: Well, the truth is that I, um... I thought I'd improve upon that signature battle cry of yours.
 * Ophelia: What do you mean by improve?
 * Odin: Well, to tell the truth, I wasn't trying to improve it, exactly. Your phrase is so devilishly cool. I simply couldn't resist giving it a go myself.
 * Ophelia: Huh?
 * Odin: I'm sorry. There is no excuse. I'm frightfully embarrassed. In fact, I think I'd like to go crawl in a hole and hide for a spell.
 * Ophelia: Oh, Father. It's fine! You really don't need to be embarrassed. Which part did you like best?
 * Odin: Honestly, your sound effects. So original! they truly add panache to the magic. And the riveting scene where you hoist the evil lord by his own petard. But you really saved the best for last. "And I will end this valiant fight!" What a rip-roaring finale!! You have a true flair for the dramatic. It moved me, I must admit.
 * Ophelia: Stop, I'm blushing! To be so complimented by you, Father... YOU'RE the one who's remarkable!
 * Odin: Huh? R-really?
 * Ophelia: Oh, Father, ever since I was a child, I've imitated your every move. All I've ever wanted in life was to be a chosen one, like you. But in time, I realized that copying you would never make my dream come true. So I've been revising those imitations to better suit my own budding style. You've always been my role model, Father. You're the amazing one.
 * Odin: Ahahaha. I never though you would sing my praises, Ophelia.
 * Ophelia: I have an idea. We're both here... Why not try and improve the scene together? Maybe we could drive the evil lord into a corner and win the day, together!
 * Odin: What a wonderful idea! Give me a bit of time to mull it over. There are too many things I wish to say. First we have to script the chosen father and daughter's lines of course. Then--
 * Ophelia: Wait, what? Chosen father AND daughter? A-are you telling me that I'm a chosen warrior, like you? What should I do? I'm so ecstatic that I want to cry! No, no, get a hold of yourself. I mustn't misinterpret his words. I'm nowhere near Father's level.
 * Odin: All right, Ophelia! I'm ready!
 * Ophelia: O-OK, great! Let's get started!

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 * Kana: Hey, Papa. There's something I wanted to ask you about, if that's OK...
 * Odin: Yes, Kana? What worm of unease has lodged itself in your brainy innards?
 * Kana: Well, see, it's Mama. She's always treating me like I'm a little kid.
 * Odin: Oh? That seems only natural. You are her spawn, after all.
 * Kana: I know that! I just mean I'm not as much of a child as I used to be. I want to help out more. But whenever I try, she just tells me to go play with my friends instead.
 * Odin: Oh, I see. You wish to be the tortoise that holds up her world.
 * Kana: Right! I want to be someone she can rely on. Do you have any ideas for things I could do to make her happy?
 * Odin: Of course! I am ecstatic that you asked. Typically, I ply her with stories and lore on the outer darkness and the void of being. Just yesterday I regaled her with my tale behind The Pose of Eternal Undoing. Followed, of course, by that of the magician who was corrupted by a demon. Which naturally led to a discussion of the finer points of the Incarnadine Arts and their merits relative to the...um...the Super Jet-Black Onyx school of...magickry.


 * Kana: And that makes her happy?
 * Odin: Why, of course! What being would not be enthralled by such fantastic tales? Does not the mention of the Uliginous Autochthons give you spine chills? So it is with milady! She always smiles a special smile when I tell her my tales...


 * Kana: Oh...r-really now?
 * Odin: MY GODS! THAT'S IT! THAT'S THE SMILE! You are truly your mother's son, my child!
 * Kana: I...um-- Do you know of any other ways of making Mama happy?
 * Odin: A pleasure that surpasses plumbing the secret depths of dark magic?! Impossible! Unless... Don't tell me you intend to break the third seal?!


 * Kana: Oh, I know! Let's make it a contest, Papa!
 * Odin: A contest? What kind of contest?
 * Kana: Yeah! We'll have a contest to see which of us can make Mama happier! Between the two of us, I'm sure we can come up with all sorts of things! Whoever gets thanked the most wins! Heehee.
 * Odin: A high-stakes death match between father and son, eh? I like the sound of that! The drama...the suspense... The horrific tragedy when one is inevitably compelled to destroy the other! What misfortune, my aching blood hungers to consume my...kinsblood... No matter! We shall call this... The Tournament of Torment!
 * Kana: Really? Yaaaay!
 * Odin: However, Avatar and I are but two vessels of a single spirit. We have exchanged the Eternal Vow; you will be hard pressed to best me here, boy! And now know that I will pursue victory at any cost! Even against my own son!
 * Kana: That's fine with me, Papa. I'm gonna beat you fair and square!
 * Odin: Very well. PREPARE YOURSELF! FOR DOOOOOOOOM! MUAHAHAHAHAHA--

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 * Kana: Hey, Papa! I've been making lots of progress on our contest! How about you?
 * Odin: Heh. You will regret asking... I have a tally here of all the times she has thanked me. Read it and despair!
 * Kana: WOW! That's a lot! And you got all these already? That's crazy!
 * Odin: Yes. You see, it took only a few long incantations to accomplish the deed. They were so powerful, she begged me to stop, lest I be destroyed. Also something about the noise being distracting. Of course, I relented immediately, and I received all of these thanks in return.
 * Kana: Oh yeah? Well, nothing can stand between Kana and victory! Here, see! I counted mine, too! And the total is...um...
 * Odin: WH-WHAAAT?! How could you possibly have more than me? WITCHCRAFT! WITCHCRAFT!
 * Kana: I do? I do! Haha! Take THAT, Papa!
 * Odin: K-Kana. Just what kind of spell did you cast? Did you summon a demon?! You must come clean, child. We have not long to purify you!
 * Kana: I've mostly just been doing things around camp. In the mornings, I help make arrows for the archers. Then at lunch I chop vegetables and dole out the food. And at night, I bring Mama her maps and books for planning the war strategy. And I do a bunch of little things throughout the day whenever I have time.
 * Odin: Y-you mean you've been doing no magic?! You've bested me while using no spells?!
 * Kana: Mhm!
 * Odin: N-no fair! Hmm. But you seem to have grown up without my even noticing... Are you sure you have used no magic?
 * Kana: Huh?
 * Odin: Oh, just a thought. Perhaps I have been treating you like too much of a child as well. Not long ago, you were an undreamed dream in another realm. And now, suddenly, you're a man of the army, serving like the rest of us. It...it...gosh darnit, it warms my heart!
 * Kana: Thanks, Papa! I've been working really hard.
 * Odin: I believe it. Your mother must be very grateful for all the good work you've been doing.
 * Kana: Good work... Hm. I just realized... Mama hasn't actually been saying "thank you" to me very much. She just tells me "good work" and smiles. It's kind of a sad smile, come to think of it... Maybe I'm not helping her as much as I thought I was...
 * Odin: Hey, now. Don't be discouraged. It's likely nothing. Air and fluff. I'm sure you've been an enormous help. More importantly, this means you've been cheating, you little ogre! I knew you couldn't surpass my powers without the use of dark magics!
 * Kana: Haha. I guess you're right. I'll just have to work even harder for Mama tomorrow! I'm not gonna lose to you, Papa! I won't sleep until Mama thanks me twice as much!
 * Odin: Heh. Fine. I suppose I will allow you this one victory. But remember... Odin Dark always triumphs in the end!