Bartre/Supports

C Support

 * Bartre: Hm? Who are you?
 * Cath: Hi, I'm Cath! Hey, Bartre, can we talk for a bit?
 * Bartre: Sure, I don't mind.
 * Cath: Thanks. You look a lot like my father, you know.
 * Bartre: I do?
 * Cath: Yeah. But he didn't act like you, though. He was nothing but a coward.
 * Bartre: I see.
 * Cath: But talking to you reminds me of him. Hey, Bartre, can you hug me like my father used to do?
 * Bartre: Well, all right. ...Like this?
 * Cath: Thanks, Bartre.
 * Bartre: Sure.
 * Bartre leaves*
 * Cath: Heh... What an idiot. Just like my father.

B Support

 * Cath: ...Bartre. Here.
 * Bartre: Hm...? This is my axe.
 * Cath: Yeah. And see this other stuff? They're all yours. I stole them from you the other day.
 * Bartre: Well...
 * Cath: Yup, I'm a thief. I trick people and steal their stuff. Well? Aren't you going to yell at me?
 * Bartre: ...Cath. Why are you telling me this? You could have gotten away with it if you had kept silent.
 * Cath: ...Yeah. I don't even know why I stole them from you in the first place. I usually only steal from the rich.
 * Bartre: Does it have something to do with your father?
 * Cath: ...Maybe. I always hated my father. He was such a coward... I always hated him.

A Support

 * Cath: ...Our village was burned to the ground in the war. A bunch of soldiers came and ordered us to set our houses on fire. No one did... I mean, who would? It was our home. Soon, the soldiers got impatient and drew their swords... That's when one of the villagers took a torch and went around setting the place on fire. That coward... That was my father.
 * Bartre: ......
 * Cath: All of our houses and crops were burned... And even then, all my father did was stand there and watch. ...I've hated him ever since. I swore to myself that I would never become a coward who goes around bowing down to power like that. That's why I...
 * Bartre: Cath... You're wrong.
 * Cath: What?
 * Bartre: ...No one would enjoy burning down his own village. But your father... He had something he needed to protect.
 * Cath: ......
 * Bartre: Your father didn't have the strength to defeat the soldiers. But he was fighting all the same. He was gritting his teeth and fighting to protect something that was even more important than his house and crops. ...He was fighting to protect you.
 * Cath: ...... Ha... I don't think so. My father's just a coward. He's nothing like you. But...I suppose I could think of it that way...

C Support

 * Bartre: Hmph... So this is a wyvern. It has a forbidding face.
 * Zeiss: You are...Bartre.
 * Bartre: Yes. Young man, do you mind if I touch him?
 * Zeiss: Well, maybe not now...
 * Bartre: Hm...? Hmm!? Why, you... You want to fight me, do you!?
 * Zeiss: Rubley, stop!
 * Bartre: ......
 * Zeiss: I'm sorry, he's on his toes since we were training... Are you hurt?
 * Bartre: No, I'm fine. Say, young man, you have quite some talent. You've tamed this beast at your young age.
 * Zeiss: No, any Dragon Knight can do this much...
 * Bartre: Don't belittle yourself like that. I can tell you have talent. Ah, yes, you said you were training?
 * Zeiss: Yes, I've been trying to get some more speed in my offense.
 * Bartre: Hm, you're already a powerful Dragon Knight, but you seek to become even stronger? Now that's a real man. I wish you luck!

B Support

 * Bartre: Ah, young man. Have you been continuing your training?
 * Zeiss: Yes.
 * Bartre: Yes, very good. Men must always be strong in body. I say, the men these days are getting softer and softer. Why, in battles I see grown men lagging behind the women! Disgraceful.
 * Zeiss: Yes... We must become stronger still.
 * Bartre: Yes, I agree... You see, my daughter left home recently, and I've been wondering that maybe it was because I didn't enforce enough discipline on her as a father... It's been bothering me for several days now.
 * Zeiss: I, uh... I'm sorry to hear that.
 * Bartre: Ah, it's always good to talk with someone who understands!

A Support

 * Bartre: Zeiss.
 * Zeiss: Yes?
 * Bartre: It seems we get along well. I feel I can bring out my true strength when I'm fighting alongside you.
 * Zeiss: Yes, I can also fight without worry with you around. It's like...something big is protecting me.
 * Bartre: Hm, if I had a son, I would have raised him into a fine young man like you. You are indeed the perfect match for my daughter.
 * Zeiss: Uh... Thank you.
 * Bartre: From now on, think of me as your father and feel free to tell me anything. Is that clear, my son?
 * Zeiss: Uh, yeah... Thank you very much.

C Support

 * Bartre: I... I'm terribly sorry about my wife. If I could take her place, I would do so in an instant...
 * Karel: Well, I can't exactly say my sister was in good health. I'm glad she lived as long as she did.
 * Bartre: I'm sorry...
 * Karel: One thing that I am worried about is Fir. She lost her mother at such a young age...
 * Bartre: Yes... Maybe... Maybe the reason she left home to go train herself was that she wanted to get her mind off of her mother's death.
 * Karel: Training? So Fir was traveling around the continent?
 * Bartre: Yes. She said she wanted to become a great swordmaster like her mother.
 * Karel: I see...

B Support

 * Bartre: ......
 * Karel: Bartre... What's the matter?
 * Bartre: Ah, Karel. ...I was just thinking about my wife.
 * Karel: About my sister?
 * Bartre: Yes. I first met her when I was traveling around the world, training myself. And then... I met her at that arena. Her sword...it was almost invisible. ...I suffered defeat for the first time in my life.
 * Karel: ...I understand. In our family, the sword is everything. We are brought up by the sword, and it is all we know. The sword was so central to our lives...even to the point that it blinded us from our own human nature.
 * Bartre: Each time I lost, I would challenge her to a rematch. And then, the third time we fought, I was able to evade her first strike. I was immediately knocked out by her second strike, though... When I woke up...there she was. It was the first time I saw her smile. After that, we traveled together, training ourselves alongside each other. Although...I never was able to defeat her.
 * Karel: You wouldn't see my sister smile very often... She must have been that fond of you.
 * Bartre: Do you think so...?

A Support

 * Bartre: ...After she fell sick, my wife starting telling me about her family for the first time. She talked about her heritage, about you, and...about herself.
 * Karel: I'm sure my sister was happy to be with you when she left this world.
 * Bartre: Around that time was when we first met each other as well... You resembled my wife when we first met. You were inhumanly strong... Dangerous, and forbidding.
 * Karel: ...Yes. That time, I left you two without saying a word. You must have thought what a terrible brother I was.
 * Bartre: No, not at all. While she was dying, my wife told me about her childhood with you... She would tell me over and over again, with a smile on her face.
 * Karel: ...... Yes...I see...

C Support

 * Bartre: Fiiiir! Where are you? Fiiiir! Fiiiir!
 * Fir: F-Father... You are much too loud.
 * Bartre: Ah, Fir! It's good to see you safe!
 * Fir: Father...
 * Bartre: It's been a while since we last met. I was getting worried that we may not be able to see each other ever again.
 * Fir: Don't exaggerate, Father... We were together during our marches.
 * Bartre: But we don't have many chances in which we can speak in private like this. Now come, Fir. You can tell your father anything that's on your mind.
 * Fir: F-Father... I'm sorry, but I have instructions from Master Roy.
 * Bartre: Do you? Then I shall accompany you.
 * Fir: Thank you, but I must fulfill my tasks on my own, otherwise it wouldn't be training. I must be off now.
 * Fir leaves*
 * Bartre: Hum... Be careful, my daughter...

B Support

 * Bartre: Fiiiir! Fiiiiir! Where are you, my daughter?
 * Fir: F-Father... You don't have to shout so loudly...
 * Bartre: I've been hearing some troubling rumors, Fir. I hear that you are secretly seeing a man in the army.
 * Fir: Oh...
 * Bartre: Is it true, my daughter? But fear not! I shall crush any bad influences that may advance upon you!
 * Fir: N-No, you don't understand! He's helping me with my training. That's all.
 * Bartre: Oh, so you were looking for someone to hone your skills with. But no worries, my daughter. You have your father to spar with! Now come, charge at me with full force!
 * Fir: Um... I appreciate your consideration, but it needs to be someone who can use a sword...
 * Bartre: ......
 * Fir: I'm sorry, Father...
 * Fir leaves*
 * Bartre: Hum... Take care of yourself, my daughter...

A Support

 * Bartre: Fiiiir! Fi-
 * Fir: I can hear you!
 * Bartre: Ah, Fir. You were all right...
 * Fir: Father! Enough is enough! I'll be quite fine on my own! I don't need your overprotection!
 * Bartre: ...... ...Forgive me. I was wrong...
 * Fir: ......
 * Bartre: Forgive me, my daughter... I just wanted to make up for our lost time together.
 * Fir: Lost...time?
 * Bartre: Yes... When you were still a little girl, both your mother and I were always training. I regret now that we didn't pay enough attention to you. You never knew your parents' warmth...
 * Fir: ......
 * Bartre: But you grew up to be a strong, confident young woman. However, that isn't thanks to me. So I just wanted to be able to help you in any way that I could...
 * Fir: Father... You were always kind and loving. Whenever I was about to fall apart, you held me in your strong arms and comforted me...
 * Bartre: ......
 * Fir: Father... I was happy.
 * Bartre: Fir... Oh, my daughter...
 * Fir: F-Father! Please don't cry in a place like this...

C Support

 * Bartre: So...you're Gonzalez. I hear you've been doing many evil deeds in the west.
 * Gonzalez: Uh...
 * Bartre: What do you want from me?
 * Gonzalez: I... I want to fight with everyone. But...I useless. I become strong, everyone like me. Make me strong.
 * Bartre: I see... Very well, I shall train you. First, I want you to hit me as hard as you can.
 * Gonzalez: Hit? I can't... You get hurt...
 * Bartre: You... Idiot!
 * Bartre hits Gonzalez*
 * Gonzalez: Gah.
 * Gonzalez gets up*
 * Gonzalez: Wh-Why you hit me?
 * Bartre: Did you really think that your puny little fists would hurt me!? Now hit me!
 * Gonzalez: O-Okay... Raaah!
 * Gonzalez hits Bartre*
 * Bartre: Gwoh... Well...you're pretty strong. Prepare for my next attack!

B Support

 * Bartre: Gonzalez. Are you continuing with your training?
 * Gonzalez: Look, look. I found this. I have more money.
 * Bartre: I see. And?
 * Gonzalez: I become strong. I buy armor. I not get hurt.
 * Bartre: You... Idiot!
 * Bartre hits Gonzalez*
 * Gonzalez: Gah.
 * Bartre: Listen! Offense is everything in a battle! If you kill your enemy in a single hit, he will never get a chance to hit you! Know that only weaklings wear armor!
 * Gonzalez gets up*
 * Gonzalez: O-Okay... I was wrong. I kill enemy in one hit. I buy strong axe.
 * Bartre: You... Idiot!
 * Bartre hits Gonzalez...again*
 * Gonzalez: Geh.
 * Bartre: So you think that a strong weapon makes you powerful, do you? A true warrior fights with the raw strength of his muscles! If you have the time to go buy weapons, train yourself instead! Train yourself to the point where you can break down walls with the swing of an iron axe!
 * Gonzalez gets up*
 * Gonzalez: O-Okay...

A Support

 * Bartre: Ah, Gonzalez.
 * Gonzalez: I...
 * Bartre: Say nothing, Gonzalez. I can tell by looking in your eyes. You have become strong. You have come a long way.
 * Gonzalez: I, I...
 * Bartre: I know what you want to say, Gonzalez. And I completely agree with you. I'm happy that you have come this far.
 * Gonzalez: I...
 * Bartre: But it isn't over yet. The path to a true warrior is long and hard. Now come, Gonzalez. Let us go in search of further power!
 * Gonzalez: I...