Cormag/Supports

C Support

 * Cormag: You're pretty good with a spear.
 * Seth: Thank you. I don't think I've introduced myself. I'm the leader of the Knights of Renais--
 * Cormag: I know you. Of course I know you. You're General Seth, the Silver Knight.
 * Seth: ...Yes, that's right. And you are Cormag, the renowned wyvern rider of Grado.
 * Cormag: If the legendary Silver Knight knows my name, I can't be doing too bad, huh?
 * Seth: You and your brother, Glen, are famous even among the Knights of Renais. We have no wyvern riders in Renais, and your stories are favorites among the men. I've been watching your combat style since you joined our forces.
 * Cormag: Oh, is that so? Well, tell me: what do you think?
 * Seth: I'd love a chance to spar with you.
 * Cormag: Not a chance. I could never beat you.
 * Seth: So you say, but I can see in your eyes that you'll never accept failure.
 * Cormag: Heh... And all this time, I thought you were just another loyal dullard. Guess I was wrong. We should chat some more sometime.
 * Seth: Yes, I think I'd like that. Perhaps once things have eased up. I'm looking forward to it, Cormag.
 * Cormag: Sure thing.

C Support

 * Artur: So this is a wyvern...
 * Cormag: Hey, what's going on here? Don't get too close now. It may look calm now, but it's got a dangerous side. Like me.
 * Artur: S-sorry! Oh, the name is Artur.
 * Cormag: I'm Cormag. Nice to meet you.
 * Artur: You, too, Sir Cormag. It's a pleasure.
 * Cormag: So... Interested in wyverns, are you?
 * Artur: It's not so much interest as it is, well, fascination, if you will. The way how they fly in the sky at will... and their powerful limbs. I've seen them from a distance before, but I've never seen one up close... Do you think it would mind if I were to touch it?
 * Cormag: Nah, go right ahead. But wyverns can be proud. They won't warm up to anyone they think unworthy. Took me three years before this one would let me ride on his back. Oh, he hated me at first. Always snarling and snatching at me... I don't know how many times he threw me when I tried to ride him.
 * Artur: R-really? Maybe I should keep my distance then.
 * Cormag: No, he seems to like you.
 * Artur: How do you know?
 * Cormag: He hasn't tried to eat your face yet, for one thing. Maybe he can sense your, what'd you call it, fascination? Yeah, maybe it won't take too long for you two to be friends.
 * Artur: Hm. Well then, it's very nice to meet you, Sir Cormag's Wyvern?
 * Cormag: His name's Genarog. Next time you're around, come say hi.
 * Artur: Thanks. I will!

C Support

 * Cormag: Oh, great. Perfect timing. You're a priestess, aren't you?
 * Natasha: Y-yes. I am. How may I--
 * Cormag: Sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry here. Uh, could you heal this little guy for me?
 * Natasha: Heal...who? Do you mean that kitten?
 * Cormag: Yeah, what's the matter? Can't you do kittens?
 * Natasha: No, that's not it. It's just, I was a little surprised to--
 * Cormag: Whatever. Doesn't matter. If you can heal him, hop to it!
 * Natasha: Oh, yes... Sorry. ... There. He should be fine now. Aren't you a lucky little kitty? This sweet man saved you!
 * Cormag: Sweet man? Me? Heh. Lady, you don't know me. But thanks for saving him.
 * Natasha: Not at all. I couldn't let the little guy suffer.
 * Cormag: The name's Cormag. I'm glad I ran into you.
 * Natasha: I'm just glad I could help. My name is Natasha.
 * Cormag: Well, I owe you one for saving the cat. If you need any help, just call out, and I'll be here.
 * Natasha: I shall remember that, Cormag.

C Support

 * Tana: Hello, Sir Cormag.
 * Cormag: Princess Tana! That still sounds so odd to me. You know, I had no idea you were a princess at first. But please, just call me Cormag. There's no need for honorifics with me.
 * Tana: Cormag it is, then. I had a favor to ask of you.
 * Cormag: What would you have me do, Princess?
 * Tana: I'm prone to attacks from archers when I'm on the battlefield...
 * Cormag: That makes two of us. It's a common problem for airborne soldiers.
 * Tana: I thought perhaps we could keep watch for archers and warn one another.
 * Cormag: Hm. Yes, you've got a good idea there. A "buddy system" of sorts. But if you saw an ally in danger, you'd warn him regardless, wouldn't you?
 * Tana: Well, of course! But we're so high up that I was worried... If I saw an archer, I didn't think my voice would carry to you in time. Perhaps the neighing of a pegasus or the cries of a wyvern could carry far enough to warn the others.
 * Cormag: Oh! I see... Yes, we might not be able to hear each other in the heat of battle. But our steeds can be louder than either of us could. And trust me, my wyvern's shriek can pierce your ear from two leagues away. A brilliant idea, Your Highness.
 * Tana: Really? Thank you.
 * Cormag: Right, so if we see anything out there, we'll have our mounts call out, right?
 * Tana: Yes, and thank you, Cormag.

C Support

 * Duessel: Cormag...
 * Cormag: Sir Duessel.
 * Duessel: Are you well?
 * Cormag: I am as you see me. Fine in every respect.
 * Duessel: I'm not talking about your flesh. It's your heart I'm worried for.
 * Cormag: ......
 * Duessel: I'm here because I made the decision for myself to leave Grado. Luckily for me, one of the leaders here is an old acquaintance of mine. I'm not saying my heart is at ease, but I have found something to believe in. Something to fight for. And yet, you...
 * Cormag: I, too, made a choice to be here. There's no need for your concern.
 * Duessel: ......
 * Cormag: I believe in myself. Therefore it matters not where I am. So no matter where I go or what I do, I'm sure my brother would understand.
 * Duessel: Cormag.
 * Cormag: And besides, General Duessel, you're here in this army with me. There's no shame in fighting alongside the man once known as Obsidian.
 * Duessel: Mm. Cormag, let us emerge victorious from this war, for the things we both believe in.
 * Cormag: Yes.