The Rose-Colored River (Azure Moon)/Script

Narration
Part II

Azure Moon

Lone Moon

The Rose-Colored River
The Kingdom Army meets with Rodrigue in Ailell, the Valley of Torment. With the strength of House Fraldarius on their side, the time to invade the Empire is finally at hand.

Cathedral | Evening

 * Rodrigue: Even though it's in ruins, in some strange way, this monastery never truly changes, does it? I studied at the Officers Academy when I was young. Those memories come rushing back whenever I return. What are you doing at this hour, anyway?
 * Byleth:
 * Choice 1: I couldn't sleep.
 * Rodrigue: (laughs) It's the same for me.
 * Choice 2: Nothing.
 * Rodrigue: I see.
 * Rodrigue: Perhaps you'll allow me to join you...
 * Byleth: (nods)
 * Rodrigue: Much appreciated.
 * Rodrigue: (sighs). I keep recalling my eldest son... He was quite gifted. In fact, he was appointed a knight at the age of 15. I still vividly remember the day he was granted a sword from His Majesty...
 * Byleth: Your son... Isn't he...
 * Rodrigue: Dead. He was killed nine years ago in Duscur. All that returned of him that day were his sword and his armor... After it happened, I said something horrible to Felix. He's hated me ever since...and I don't blame him. No matter how much you grieve, the dead will never return. No magic in the world can bring them back. That's why their memory clings to the living like a curse. The more they were loved, the tighter their hold, and the more suffering they cause... I fear I am not a strong enough man to scold His Highness for his foolishness.
 * Byleth:
 * Choice 1: Someone must.
 * Rodrigue: Right you are... As adults, it is our responsibility to scold him and help him find his way again, but really... I'm just a failure of a man. (sighs)
 * Choice 2: I know how you feel...
 * Rodrigue: Since this war began, we've seen countless generals, soldiers, and citizens die. It never gets easier. (sighs)
 * Rodrigue: Professor... I entrust the young prince, and the future of Faerghus, to you.
 * Byleth:
 * Choice 1: This is unexpected...
 * Rodrigue: I suppose that was a dramatic way of putting it. My apologies.
 * Choice 2: I won't let you down.
 * Rodrigue: You're a brave one, aren't you? One worthy of leading the Church of Seiros, I daresay.
 * Rodrigue: You should know that I have no intention of insisting that you take back Fhirdiad. All I ask is that you continue to rein in Dimitri's manic desire for revenge. Now then... we have received House Riegan's consent. All that's left is for us to depart. If we make it through Gloucester Territory and across the Great Bridge of Myrddin, we'll be in Empire territory. You are not afraid, are you?
 * Byleth:
 * Choice 1: A little.
 * Rodrigue: Ha! No need to worry. Don't you underestimate the power of my soldiers.
 * Choice 2: I don't feel anything.
 * Rodrigue: Yes.Such is war...
 * Rodrigue: I'm glad you were the one to lead the Blue Lion House, Professor. I mean that...

Event: The Great Bridge

 * Gilbert: Our scout has returned. As expected, there are quite a few Imperial soldiers stationed there.
 * Dimitri: I see. So the enemy has prepared for our arrival... It matters not. I will kill them all, whether they are one or one hundred.
 * Byleth:
 * Choice 1: That's not necessary.
 * Choice 2: Don't say such things...
 * Dimitri: What would you do, if you saw the people who stole everything from you? If you saw them right before your eyes, living carefree lives and feeling no guilt. Would you feel nothing? Do nothing? Five years ago... Did you not deem the woman who killed Jeralt to be unforgivable? I am most certain that you did. You couldn't let her get away with her crime, so you took up your sword in pursuit.
 * Byleth:
 * Choice 1: You're wrong.
 * Dimitri: I think not. We're the same, you and I.
 * Choice 2: You're right.
 * Dimitri: Precisely my point. We're the same, you and I.
 * Felix: You're wasting your time. There's nothing to be gained from exchanging words with a boar that has lost its mind.
 * Gilbert: Felix...
 * Felix: This is war. Every last one of us has lost someone we care for. But we choose to suppress our anger and go right on living. Do you know why?
 * Byleth:
 * Choice 1: Because we've given up.
 * Felix: Revenge can't bring the dead back to life. Unfortunately such a thing isn't possible. Hanging onto your anger, like the boar here, is futile.
 * Choice 2: Because it's pointless.
 * Felix: That's right. All the boar is accomplishing is stacking up more corpses.
 * Dimitri: Tell me, Felix... If the dead are beyond reach, is it not also pointless to mourn or even bury those who are lost?
 * Felix: Ha. That mind of yours. I'm done here. Remember, Professor. It's not compassion for this fool that has brought our army so far. There are those of us who despise the Empire, and those who side with the church. If we keep running down this path, it's only a matter of time before the ground beneath us collapses.
 * Rodrigue: That's enough, Felix.
 * Felix: Hmph. You're a damned fool, old man.
 * Rodrigue: The soldiers are ready to march on your command.
 * Dimitri: Then let's move out at once. Every moment counts.
 * Rodrigue: Understood. Let's show those Empire dastards the power of the Knights of Faerghus!