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With Byleth (Male) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Alois: Hello, Professor! You're really on the move today. A lot to get done, I take it? I'm happy to help. Tell me, is there anything I can do to lighten your load a bit?
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: Nothing comes to mind.
Choice 2: I appreciate the offer, but...

  • Alois: Oh, surely there must be something! Don't be shy about asking for help. We're practically siblings, after all. Cut from the same cloth. I was raised by Jeralt, just as you were. So we should have no trouble getting along.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: You were raised by Jeralt?
Choice 2: You think we're like siblings?

  • Alois:

Choice 1 response: Huh? Did I not mention that? How thoughtless! What an embarrassing gaffe.
Choice 2 response: Well, I'll confess, there is a considerable age gap between us!

  • Alois: My parents died when I was small, and I came to live in the monastery. It was an aimless existence. But sometimes, a knight would pass by, wearing magnificent armor. That knight was Jeralt. And the first time he laid his eyes on me, he made me his squire! What was he thinking, eh?
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: That's crazy.
Choice 2: Sounds like Jeralt.

  • Alois: No kidding! I don't think I'll ever fully understand his logic. Later, I heard that the squire preceding me had died of a terrible plague. I looked a bit like him, and was about the same age, so Jeralt thought me a suitable replacement. A little nutty, old Jeralt, there's no doubt about that. Quite a character. All that was more than 30 years ago. How time flies.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: 30 years?
Choice 2: Do you know his age?

  • Alois:

Choice 1 response: That's right. I wasn't even 15 years old.
Choice 2 response: Actually, I'm not entirely sure. You never asked him?

  • Alois: Well, Jeralt hardly seems to have aged since then. In fact, over drinks he once told me... Ah, perhaps that's a story for another day. At any rate, that's Jeralt for you. One of a kind. I don't think there's anyone else quite like him.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: Yeah, probably not.
Choice 2: If you say so...

  • Alois: Right. Well, now you've heard my whole story. I hope you understand now why I feel such a strong sense of attachment to you. If you're ever in a bind, just give me a holler. I'll help however I can.
  • Byleth: Thanks for offering, but I can handle myself.
  • Alois: Indeed, indeed. Well, I'll let you get back to it. But truly, if I can take anything off your plate, don't hesitate to let me know.

B Support Edit

  • Alois: Hello, Professor. What brings you here? Fancy a bit of fishing?
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: Yes.
Choice 2: No. I saw you here and...

  • Alois:
    Choice 2 response: Are you looking for help with something? Ah, no. Your eyes tell a different story.
  • Alois: You know, I can hardly go fishing without thinking of ol' Jeralt. He and I would just sit here, casting our lines again and again. I'm no better at it now than I was then! Not a single nibble.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: Maybe if you were quieter...
Choice 2: You're not cut out for it.

  • Alois:

Choice 1 response: Ah, just like your father. You know all the tricks of the fisherman's trade.
Choice 2 response: Ah, just like your father! He used to tell me exactly the same thing.

  • Alois: I was hopeless at it, but he was a master. In the time it took me to catch a fish, he could fill his basket to the brim. You know, talking to you, I'm feeling very nostalgic. Why don't you join me? We can trade stories about the old man.
  • Alois: We spoke before about how Jeralt never seemed to age, right? Once, when he was drunk, he let the secret slip. He said he'd had an infusion of Crest-bearing blood, and it had greatly extended his life.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: Crests can make people live longer?
Choice 2: You're kidding, right?

  • Alois: Well, we'd both been drinking. I figured he was joking, so I just laughed it off. Then I asked him his age. He said he'd stopped counting after he hit one hundred. And he was telling the truth! In those 20 years he was away, he didn't age a bit. An incredible person, to be sure. And I probably don't know the half of it. Actually, I'd... I'd like to ask you something about Jeralt, if you don't mind. When Jeralt was away from the monastery, what was he like?
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: He liked to fish.
Choice 2: He did nothing but drink.

  • Alois:

Choice 1 response: In other words, he was exactly the same! When he was with the knights, he always found time to go fishing. He was hooked on it, you might say! He'd say there was no greater pleasure in life than sinking his teeth into a fish he'd caught, and washing it down with a drink.
Choice 2 response: In other words, he was exactly the same! When I was his squire, he was always hollering for a drink. He just wouldn't put a cork in it! But on the battlefield he was unequaled. That's why people used to call him the Blade Breaker.

  • Alois: I have to say, right now, fishing with you, it really takes me back. This feels just like the good ol' days, when Jeralt was sitting alongside me...

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With Byleth (Female) Edit

C Support Edit

  • Alois: Hello, Professor! You're really on the move today. A lot to get done, I take it? I'm happy to help. Tell me, is there anything I can do to lighten your load a bit?
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: Nothing comes to mind.
Choice 2: I appreciate the offer, but...

  • Alois: Oh, surely there must be something! Don't be shy about asking for help. We're practically siblings, after all. Cut from the same cloth. I was raised by Jeralt, just as you were. So we should have no trouble getting along.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: You were raised by Jeralt?
Choice 2: You think we're like siblings?

  • Alois:

Choice 1 response: Huh? Did I not mention that? How thoughtless! What an embarrassing gaffe.
Choice 2 response: Well, I'll confess, there is a considerable age gap between us!

  • Alois: My parents died when I was small, and I came to live in the monastery. It was an aimless existence. But sometimes, a knight would pass by, wearing magnificent armor. That knight was Jeralt. And the first time he laid his eyes on me, he made me his squire! What was he thinking, eh?
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: That's crazy.
Choice 2: Sounds like Jeralt.

  • Alois: No kidding! I don't think I'll ever fully understand his logic. Later, I heard that the squire preceding me had died of a terrible plague. I looked a bit like him, and was about the same age, so Jeralt thought me a suitable replacement. A little nutty, old Jeralt, there's no doubt about that. Quite a character. All that was more than 30 years ago. How time flies.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: 30 years?
Choice 2: Do you know how old he is?

  • Alois:

Choice 1 response: That's right. I wasn't even 15 years old.
Choice 2 response: Actually, I'm not entirely sure. You never asked him?

  • Alois: Well, Jeralt hardly seems to have aged since then. In fact, over drinks he once told me... Ah, perhaps that's a story for another day. At any rate, that's Jeralt for you. One of a kind. I don't think there's anyone else quite like him.
  • Byleth:

Choice 1: Yeah, probably not.
Choice 2: If you say so...

  • Alois: Right. Well, now you've heard my whole story. I hope you understand now why I feel such a strong sense of attachment to you. If you're ever in a bind, just give me a holler. I'll help however I can.
  • Byleth: Thanks for offering, but I can handle myself.
  • Alois: Indeed, indeed. Well, I'll let you get back to it. But truly, if I can take anything off your plate, don't hesitate to let me know.

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With Dimitri Edit

C Support Edit

  • Alois: Your Highness, missing the day's training? How unlike you!
  • Dimitri: I had intended to train, but this rain is unrelenting...
  • Alois: Yes, it's really coming down out there. Makes it hard to go outside, I suppose. It's pouring so hard, I can't help but feel "pourly"!
  • Dimitri: Uh, yes... Quite.
  • Alois: Sorry, that one was pretty bad. I think this weather is putting a damper on my sense of humor.
  • Dimitri: Hm. At any rate, did you need me for something?
  • Alois: Ah yes. You seem to have the time to spare, so would you help me organize our stock of weapons? You must know a thing or two about weapons, and I bet you're no slouch at physical labor.
  • Dimitri: Of course, I'd be happy to help. I was just hoping for a useful way to pass the time until the rain lets up.
  • Alois: I appreciate it. I don't know how I'd do it all on my own! You know, it's great that you're willing to help with this kind of thing. Some nobles are so self—important. You're a real go—getter, Your Highness! Or should I say, Your Spryness?
  • Dimitri: ...
  • Alois: ... (Maybe that was disrespectful...) (If he's going to lop off my head, he'd better go ahead and do it. I can't bear the silence!) Listen, Your Highness. That joke, I... I didn't mean to...
  • Dimitri: Ahem. I just— Hahaha!
  • Alois: Huh?
  • Dimitri: Hahahaha! Oh my. I'm sorry, Alois!
  • Alois: Wait, you mean, you actually found it funny?
  • Dimitri: Oh goodness, not at all.
  • Alois: I see...
  • Dimitri: But when a joke is unfunny to a certain degree, it somehow comes full circle into hilarity.
  • Alois: That's not exactly what I was going for. Still, I don't think I've ever seen you laugh so loudly.
  • Dimitri: It's true. Laughter is not one of my strong suits. I actually can't recall the last time I laughed like that. Alois... Perhaps you should focus your efforts on honing this comedic talent of yours.
  • Alois: "This talent," hm? Is that your way of saying I'm no good at telling jokes?
  • Dimitri: Heh, my apologies. I should refrain from commenting on the...quality of your jokes. What's important is that they bring joy, right?
  • Alois: That does it. Next time I make you laugh, I'm gonna make you admit it was a good, quality joke! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to cook up some top—notch rib—ticklers!
  • Dimitri: Alois! What about organizing the weapons? Oh. He's gone, isn't he...

B Support Edit

  • Alois: Ungh... We should have been more careful. Those monsters really got the better of us.
  • Dimitri: I must apologize, Alois. If only I had paid closer attention...
  • Alois: No, no, it's all right. We've got more important things to do than dwell on our mistakes.
  • Kingdom Soldier: Argh... It hurts... I don't want to die yet...
  • Kingdom General: Ugh... How did it come to this...
  • Dimitri: Indeed. With morale this low, we may yet have trouble making it back to the monastery.
  • Alois: We weren't expecting that attack, after all. It gave us a nasty shock. So we can't just leave. The knights could use some inspiration. Listen up, everyone! We're going to carve ourselves a safe path back home to Garreg Mach Monastery!
  • Kingdom Soldier: ...
  • Alois: But first, I want you all to hear me out!
  • Dimitri: Alois? What exactly are you...
  • Alois: A long time ago, Captain Jeralt and I defended a small village from a band of thieves. After we defeated those hoodlums, the captain observed how ugly they were. "Such hideousness ought to be illegal," he said. "If it were up to me, I would've bandit!"
  • Kingdom General: ...
  • Kingdom Soldier: ...
  • Alois: Then he walked up to the leader of the village and handed over a big bag of coins! "A gift from the thieves," he said. "They were dying to give it to you."
  • Kingdom Soldier: Sir, I'm not sure this is the time for—
  • Dimitri: Hahahaha!
  • Alois: Hm?
  • Dimitri: Oh, Alois... How do you come up with those jokes? That last one was positively hilarious!
  • Alois: Ah, I don't know! I'm just a natural!
  • Dimitri: Hahaha! Haha!
  • Kingdom Soldier: This is... I don't even know what to think right now.
  • Kingdom General: I guess...we should just join in.

B+ Support Edit

  • Alois: Dimitri! Just the man I was looking for. I wanted to thank you for your help.
  • Dimitri: My help? I'm not sure what you mean.
  • Alois: Don't tell me you've forgotten! Your help when the monsters attacked.
  • Dimitri: Ah, you mean the day you came up with those terribly hilarious jokes.
  • Alois: Hm. When you put it like that, I feel like you're the one who's kidding. Even I knew those jokes were awful. I was trying to think on my feet, to raise the soldiers' spirits.
  • Dimitri: Well, you certainly succeeded. Our journey home was much easier as a result. As for myself, I am not much of an orator. I could never have done the same in that situation.
  • Alois: You're the only reason the gags didn't fall flat! If you hadn't started laughing when you did...
  • Dimitri: Well, I admit the jokes themselves were...perhaps not your best work. But there is no harm in that. Even when you stumble, your good humor brightens everyone's mood and wins their trust.
  • Alois: Yeah? You think? I never thought about it like that. But if you say so, maybe I do have a knack for this!
  • Dimitri: As one who is bound to lead, I could stand to learn a lot from you. I am often told by both friends and subordinates that I am...without humor. Alois, if you would be so kind, could you teach me to tell jokes?
  • Alois: Sure, I'm happy to help, if you want to be as lousy a joker as I am! You could surely find a better teacher somewhere else. In the stables, for example.
  • Dimitri: No... I would like to learn from you, Alois.
  • Alois: I see. Well, I guess I can't say no! I hope you're ready to become a wizard of wit!
  • Dimitri: I will endeavor to be a good student.
  • Alois: Very good, that's what I like to hear. Soon you'll be cracking wise like there's no tomorrow. Everyone will think you're a pun in the neck!

With Bernadetta Edit

C Support Edit

  • Alois: OK, I must drop off these papers with Bernadetta. I'm not sure how to go about this. She's as timid as a mouse—and that's when speaking to people her own age! She'll likely scream the second she sees me. Maybe this is a mistake. All that noise is going to frighten the other students.
  • [Bernadetta then comes up from behind.]
  • Bernadetta: Um... Hi! Can I help you?
  • Alois: Ah, hello! I have some business with Bernadetta. I wasn't sure how to approach her.
  • Bernadetta: I'm not sure what that's supposed to mean, but OK. What business do you have with Bernie?
  • Alois: I was supposed to deliver this, you see. Perhaps you can take it off my hands?
  • Bernadetta: Right... Thanks for taking the time.
  • Alois: No trouble at all! Here it is.
  • Bernadetta: Thanks. I'm going to head in now, if that's OK.
  • [Bernadetta heads inside her dorm, leaving Alois outside and unaware.]
  • Alois: Whew, that's quite a relief. How kind of Bernadetta's friend, making that delivery for me.
  • Alois: ...
  • Alois: Wait a second... That was Bernadetta! But it couldn't have been! She spoke so...normally. She didn't act frightened at all. In fact, she was quite friendly! Ouch! Yes, it still hurts when I pinch my cheek, so I'm not dreaming... Hm, I'm glad the ordeal's done with, but now I feel terribly confused. And a little worried. Meek little Bernadetta, what have they done to you?

B Support Edit

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With Petra Edit

C Support Edit

  • Petra: Alois!
  • Alois: Waaagh! Who goes there?! Oh, Petra, it's you. You appeared out of nowhere.
  • Petra: I have a question to be asking you.
  • Alois: Sure, I don't mind. I'll answer your question.
  • Petra: You are always surrounded by people. When you speak, they smile. I feel envy. I want to know the secret to having a happy conversation.
  • Alois: Ah, you need a lesson on breaking the ice. That's a slippery subject, but I bet we can crack it!
  • Petra: ...
  • Alois: Now, let's see. The crucial thing is to start conversations. Be proactive about saying hello. Ask questions. Also, it might help to stop sneaking up on people.
  • Petra: Start conversations. Stop sneaking. I am understanding. Is there more?
  • Alois: You can always try throwing in a joke, to lighten the mood. The trick is to keep trying, so you get practice. Put your best food forward—and try not to put it in your mouth!
  • Petra: What are you saying? Why are you laughing?
  • Alois: Oh, I, uh... I just made a little joke.
  • Petra: A joke? Can you give me more explanation?
  • Alois: Well, uh, "Put your best foot forward," that's an expression people say that means, "Try as hard as you can." And "putting your foot in your mouth" doesn't really mean what it sounds like... When you "put your foot in your mouth," you are saying something rude without meaning to, and so... Gah! What am I going on about? There's nothing worse than trying to explain a joke.
  • Petra: ...
  • Alois: Petra? You've gone awfully quiet. I suppose you've lost faith in me as a conversation tutor.
  • Petra: You are...playing with your words. We do such things in Brigid too. In Fódlan, you have a strange way of playing with a word's meaning. I am admiring of it!
  • Alois: You admire me? Oh Petra, no need to say kind things out of pity, you didn't hurt my feelings.
  • Petra: Am I hurting them?
  • Alois: If you were sincerely compliment me, then no. To think—you just started learning how to chitchat, and you've already got a silver tongue. You really put your money where your mouth is!
  • Petra: More laughing. This must be a complex technique for word playing...

B Support Edit

  • Alois: I've shared a fair number of jokes with Petra by now. Though, there is a strange shame in having to explain them all in detail. Ah! I that Petra? She's talking to some kids...
  • Petra: Our hunting had great success today.
  • City Child 1: You're amazing, lady! Did you really catch all those birds?
  • City Child 2: How do you even get that good at hunting?
  • Petra: You wish to know the secrets?
  • City Child 1: Yes! Please!
  • City Child 2: Teach us, teach us!
  • Alois: Hey, Petra. What were you saying just now?
  • Petra: I was asked to tell the secrets of my hunting.
  • Alois: Oh! Wait, are you going to try using—
  • Petra: Training is the most important for hunting. You can start by...breaking the eyes! Huh?!
  • Alois: Wait! I think you mean, "breaking the ice." You sure broke something there.
  • City Child 1: ...
  • City Child 2: ...
  • Petra: ...
  • Alois: Hah, ahem. What I meant was—
  • Petra: That technique was an incredible one. You are the most comedic genius in all of Fódlan.
  • Alois: I don't know if I'd say "genius," per se...
  • City Child 1: I don't really get what they're saying, but it looks like the lady's having fun!
  • City Child 2: Yeah, she's uh...a pretty funny lady.
  • Petra: I have been called a funny one. It is all because of your doing, Alois!
  • Alois: They seem more shocked than amused.
  • Petra: I want even more improvement. I wish for you to instruct me all day. Will you be agreeing, Professor Alois?
  • Alois: Petra seems to be headed in a strange direction. But it is her choice... If she starts telling lots of bad jokes, I hope the people of Brigid don't come after me. Not my fault!

With Mercedes Edit

C Support Edit

  • Alois: Mercedes, hello! I have a request for you.
  • Mercedes: Oh, Alois! What could you possibly need at this hour?
  • Alois: A little birdie told me you're good at telling ghost stories.
  • Mercedes: I suppose I am.
  • Alois: So it's true! Excellent. I'd like to hear one of your finest ghost stories. Would you be amenable?
  • Mercedes: Goodness, you want me to share one? Well, certainly! I'm rarely asked to tell ghost stories. Which one should I tell? Perhaps the one I heard in the monastery the other day?
  • Alois: W-wait a moment!
  • Mercedes: Is something the matter?
  • Alois: I was only asking whether you'd tell me. The telling itself will have to be another time.
  • Mercedes: Are you sure? It's no trouble right now.
  • Alois: No, I have to steel myself.. Er, I mean, I have something important to do!
  • Mercedes: I see. That's a shame, but I suppose it can't be helped. If you don't mind my asking, why the sudden interest in hearing a ghost story?
  • Alois: Well, you see, ah, ghosts... terrify me. But I'm a knight. Someday, somewhere, I may have to deal with one!
  • Mercedes: Hmm... A knight who's afraid of ghosts.
  • Alois: Yes. It's quite embarrassing.
  • Mercedes: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to laugh. Even knights can't be stoic toward everything. I'm impressed that you're working so hard to face your fear.
  • Alois: Oh, it's nothing, really...
  • Mercedes: I will tell you my scariest ghost story the next chance I get!
  • Alois: It needn't be your very scariest! A moderately scary story will suffice. Thank you for taking the time.

B Support Edit

  • Mercedes: The time has come. I have been waiting to curse your soul with this tale of ghostly terror.
  • Alois: You have? Well, ah, excellent! I won't run or hide.
  • Mercedes: Then we shall proceed. Our story begins when a friend of mine visited a graveyard in eastern Faerghus--
  • Alois: Wait! Wait, wait, wait...
  • Mercedes: Whatever is the matter, Alois? I've barely just begun.
  • Alois: You got to the graveyard part so quickly! No warning at all. I wasn't ready. Oh, listen to me! What kind of knight am I? Continue, Mercedes. I won't make another peep.
  • Mercedes: Very well then. Now where was I? Ah, yes. My friend went to visit his grandfather's grave, staying the night at a neighboring church.
  • Alois: ...
  • Mercedes: As darkness crept, he awoke to a strange sound. He peered out into the black of night to see a misshapen figure desecrating the graves.
  • Alois: Ghuahh!
  • Mercedes: He barricaded himse.f in his room, waiting for the first glimmer of sunlight before fleeing the church. My friend soon learned that the graveyard was built on the ruins of an ancient battlefield. Legend says that the souls of the knights who fell during the battle roam freely after dark. He was sure that the misshapen figure he saw was the ghost of a warrior, searching for its earthly remains. After his stay at the church, my friend complained of restless nights and an unbearable weight on his chest. His closest friends and family feared a change in his eyes, as though it wasn't him occupying his body. No one knows for certain what happened that night. After years of isolation. his body was found... in the very graveyard where it all began! Alois? Did you hear me? I said "in the very graveyard where it all began!"
  • Alois: AAAAAHH! What happened?! Is it over?! I blacked out after the part with the misshapen figure. Ungh, I'm so pathetic! I'm a knight! I have to be ready to fight anywhere, even in a... spooky graveyard!
  • Mercedes: I don't think many battles take place in graveyards in the middle of the night. But I suppose it's important to be prepared, isn't it?
  • Alois: Precisely. Please, Mercedes, help me prepare!
  • Mercedes: Of course! I'm happy to share another spooky story next time!

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With Hanneman Edit

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With Manuela Edit

C Support Edit

  • Manuela: Alois, what a pleasant surprise! Would you care to join me?
  • Alois: Ah, perfect! I was just looking for someone to dine with. Let's raid the dining hall, shall we?
  • Manuela: My goodness, but you're in a good mood.
  • Alois: Manuela, I have some news. I received a letter from my wife today.
  • Manuela: Oh?
  • Alois: My daughter just picked up a new skill! Can you guess what it might be?
  • Manuela: Singing? Dancing? I've no idea what parents teach their kids, or why they even have children at all. Still, give me a hint. Fishing? Bricklaying? Cooking?
  • Alois: That's right! Spot on, as always. My wife is teaching her the basics.
  • Manuela: The basics of...which?
  • Alois: Next time I'm home, my daughter will be able to cook me all my favorite meals. What a lucky father I am! Is any father in the world luckier than I?
  • Manuela: I don't know, and I don't care to know.
  • Alois: My wife greeting me at the door. My daughter's nervous face as she sets the meal on the table. I'm so excited, I bet I won't even be able to taste the food as I devour it.
  • Manuela: Wouldn't your daughter appreciate it more if you took the time to savor-
  • Alois: Then I'll say, "How delicious! That was the second best meal I've ever had."
  • Manuela: Not first best? Shouldn't you encourage her-
  • Alois: "Mommy's cooking is the best, but you're a close runner-up, darling!"
  • Manuela: Why would you say-
  • Alois: "Oh, Daddy, I'm so happy you liked it," she'll say, as she embraces me, a big smile on her little face. Ah! What could make a man happier?
  • Manuela: You've forgotten I'm here, haven't you? All I wanted was a dinner companion. What did I do to deserve this?

B Support Edit

  • Alois: Manuela! There's something I must discuss with you.
  • Manuela: Alois, hello. You're looking more serious than usual. Is everything OK?
  • Alois: I'm in dire straits. Can you help me think of a gift for my daughter? Her birthday's just around the corner, and I can't think of anything to send her. Frankly, though I've sent her some wonderful gifts over the years, she never seems too excited about them. So, this year, I want to send her something special. Something that she'll gush about!
  • Manuela: I wouldn't know the first thing about buying a gift for a child, never having had one myself. Now, I must ask you to leave the infirmary. I need to make room for sick and injured patients, who I am sure will arrive at any moment.
  • Alois: Oh, please, have a heart! Can't you help me at all? This is an emergency! I've been racking my brain. I have no idea what she might like, and time's running out. I thought that a young woman such as yourself might be able to help.
  • Manuela: Young? D-did you just call me... Oh! Could you repeat that? Please?
  • Alois: Ah, of course! Anything for a young, charming beauty such as yourself! I can think of none worthier of that description!
  • Manuela: Well, your quite astute observations have inspired me.So, let's discuss your daughter's birthday gift.
  • Alois: Oh, thank you! In that case, will you come shopping with me when you're done for the day?
  • Manuela: Very well. Now, let's begin with the simplest question. What does your daughter enjoy? What kind of gifts have you given her for previous birthdays?
  • Alois: Well, for the past few years, I've been sending her ancient coins.
  • Manuela: Excuse me?
  • Alois: Coins, I said, from ancient civilizations! I've been diligently collecting them and passing them on. They're precious and historically significant! The makings of a great gift, don't you think? ...Is something wrong?
  • Manuela: Oh. You don't think an ancient coin is much of a present, I take it.
  • Alois: I'm sure that, for the right person, such a gift would be exquisite.
  • Manuela: You know what, Alois? Don't you fret. I'll think of something that will make your daughter happy, and make up for all of your other gifts!

A Support Edit

  • Alois: I can't express enough how grateful I am for your help with my daughter. She was over the moon about the gift you chose.
  • Manuela: Oh! Wonderful! I would've expected no less after the effort I put into finding the perfect gift.
  • Alois: I even received a thank-you letter from her. Would you care to read it?
  • Manuela: I shouldn't be reading your personal letters, Alois.
  • Alois: Don't worry. Look who it's addressed to.
  • Manuela: Yes, I see you here, and... "To the person who selected my gift"?
  • Alois: That's my daughter for you! Perceptive. She can see right through my little schemes.
  • Manuela: It wouldn't take a genius to figure it out after being sent dirty coins for so many years... Anyway, I guess that means I can carry on reading. ...That's a special girl you've got there. Your daughter really cares about you.
  • Alois: She does, doesn't she? That reminds me of when she was younger. She always used to-
  • Manuela: I'm gonna cut you off, Alois. I don't have time for a story right now.
  • Alois: Very well, another time. But I would still like to show my appreciation. A knight never takes kindness for granted. What can I do for you?
  • Manuela: Oh, there's a mountain of things I want, but nothing I can ask you to do. Reading your daughter's heartwarming letter was more than enough. I didn't help you out so I could have a knight owe me a favor. I just wanted to help a friend.
  • Alois: In that case, I hope my words of gratitude will suffice as repayment. I am truly thankful for your help this time. And the next...
  • Manuela: I'm sorry? What do you mean "the next"?
  • Alois: Well, my wife's birthday is coming up... So, of course, I'm going to need all the help I can get from my gift-selection advisor!
  • Manuela: Don't push your luck, pal. Alois, I'll never understand how someone like you can find love, yet I'm still alone.

With Gilbert Edit

C Support Edit

  • Alois: Aha, finally! Nothing?! I could have sworn I felt a bite... Regardless I shall persist!
  • Gilbert: Alois! You shouted. Is all well?
  • Alois: Why, if it isn't Gilbert! Everything's splendid. I am fishing, as you can see.
  • Gilbert: Yet you were also raising your voice, which is not conducive to fishing.
  • Alois: Well, a fish escaped, so I started shouting/ See, they're biting all right. I think I'm reeling them in too slowly... Oho! Another! Grr, nothing, again? Why do these darn things elude me? I've been at it since yesterday. Every time I feel a pull on my line, the fish escapes.
  • Gilbert: If I may, Alois, a bit of advice. You lifted the rod as soon as the fish bit.
  • Alois: Hm? Well, yes, of course I did. That way, the fish has less time to escape.
  • Gilbert: No. It is the very reason the fish escapes. The fish in this moat know to nibble the bait first. They check if it is safe before biting in earnest. Allow the first pull of the line. Then, when the second pull comes, reel in your prey.
  • Alois: OH. I've been reeling in too quickly? Maybe that's why the little flipper flappers have been getting away. You seem to know your stuff, Gilbert! Do you fancy yourself an angler?
  • Gilbert: In fairness, I am more a theorist than fisherman. I just happen to know some things about this location.
  • Alois: Ah, is that so? Well, I'm glad to have met a fellow enthusiast. I fish quite often! Although I catch fish quite rarely... Regardless, color me impressed! A master-of-arms, but also a master of the fishing rod.
  • Gilbert: I am honored by your compliments, and I believe you could achieve mastery if you attend to the basics. With your permission, I might accompany you on a fishing expedition. Perhaps offer more pointers, if I may.
  • Alois: Oho, splendid! You shall be my second fishing mentor. My rise in skill will be astronomical!

B Support Edit

  • Gilbert: ...
  • Alois: How goes it, Gilbert?
  • Gilbert: Sir Alois. Have you also come to fish? If I am in your way, you need but say so.
  • Alois: Oh no, no. I was passing by. Please, carry on. Hold on... You haven't caught a single fish yet. Are you feeling unwell?
  • Gilbert: No, it is nothing of the sort. I am not here to catch a fish today.
  • Alois: So you're fishing, but not in hopes of catching a fish? How unusual. Oh, I see! You're a vegetarian!
  • Gilbert: No... I am using this time to examine my past deeds. When I am fishing, the world fades, and I am left alone with myself.
  • Alois: Hm. That is, ah...
  • Gilbert: Perhaps the correct way to fish is the way you do, Alois. Simply for the pleasure. I deeply regret I am unable to be the angling companion you desire
  • Alois: Ah, no need, Gilbert. A thought occurs to me.
  • Gilbert: And what might that be?
  • Alois: It was Captain Jeralt who first taught me how to fish. We had spare time between missions, and he said it was the perfect hobby.
  • Gilbert: Is that so?
  • Alois: He was always looking out on the water as though lost in thought. Perhaps he wasn't fishing to catch either. Perhaps he was facing something within himself. Silently struggling with his thoughts and hiding the struggle from me and everyone else.
  • Gilbert: We cannot know the minds of the departed. Therefore, we wrestle with their ghosts.
  • Alois: Yes, that's true... Very well! I will join you today after all. Please teach me this art of fishing without fishing. I think it would do me some good to faze on the water and think fondly about my old mentor.
  • Gilbert: Of course, it would be my pleasure.

With Catherine Edit

C Support Edit

  • Catherine: Hey, Alois! Looks like you're done for the day. Care to join me in the dining hall?
  • Alois: Ah, Catherine! How could I refuse?
  • [transition.]
  • Catherine: Nothing like a good drink! I feel better already. The grub's not bad, either. This is the perfect way to end a long day of work.
  • Alois: I couldn't agree more! It feels like a weight's been lifted from my shoulders. It's at times like this, when worldly worries fall away, that I can really live in the moment. It's intoxicating.
  • Catherine: "Worldly worries"? "Live in the moment"? Look who's suddenly waxing poetic. Wait, you feel intoxicated before you've had a drop of booze? Talk about a lightweight!
  • [A merchant then walks on-screen.]
  • Merchant: Hello! Just the man I was looking for.
  • Alois: Ah yes, were you the fellow selling ancient coins?
  • Merchant: Yes, sir! Since our meeting at the antique shop yesterday, I got my hands on something new. Here we are. Look at this magnificent coin! Do you see the engraving? It's the Crest of House Charon, one of the Kingdom's most prominent noble families. It's an exceptionally rare piece, commissioned by a Hero a thousand years ago.
  • Alois: By a Hero? A thousand years ago? I'll take it! How much do I owe you?
  • Merchant: For a collector such as yourself, sir, I'm happy to offer it at a discounted price. Let's see, that'll be...
  • Catherine: Hold on! Stop trying to swindle my friend! You're claiming a Hero from House Charon had their Crest engraved on this coin? That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard. Tell me, as a collector of antiques, are you familiar with this piece? It's a legendary sword.
  • Merchant: Ma'am, please, keep your nose out of my... Wh-what?! Is that Thunderbrand?! That's not possible... It couldn't be...
  • Catherine: You are familiar with it, excellent! Perhaps you know how cleanly it slices through liars and cheats.
  • Merchant: Aaaaagh!
  • [The scared merchant flees from the scene.]
  • Alois: Argh! You're saying that whole story was a lie?
  • Catherine: I thought it was obvious.

B Support Edit

  • Alois: You know, Catherine, you really saved my hide. If not for you, I would have bought that phony coin! So I just wanted to say: money thanks! Really, I coin't begin to express my gratitude!
  • Catherine: There's no need to thank me, Alois. It was nothing. But I am a little worried about you. You just immediately believed what he was saying. You're way too trusting. I wish you'd be a little more skeptical about people, that's all.
  • Alois: Hm... Yes, you make a good point. I'll try to be more cautious from now on.
  • [A traveler then walks on-screen.]
  • Traveler: Um, excuse me, sir. I'm terribly sorry to interrupt...
  • Alois: Good day, ma'am. Do you need anything?
  • Traveler: I'm afraid so. You see, I'm a humble traveler, and a pickpocket stole all my money. I don't have enough to get home, and I have nowhere to sleep tonight. Please, sir, spare a little money to help me?
  • Alois: I'm so sorry about your troubles. I don't have much on me, but here...
  • Catherine: Alois, no! Not so fast. You there, traveler. Tell me your name. I'd like to take an official statement from you so that we can investigate this theft. Once we ascertain exactly what happened, then we will lend you some money. How does that sound?
  • Traveler: ...
  • [The defeated traveler flees from the scene.]
  • Catherine: And she's gone.
  • Alois: Wh-what? You don't mean she was trying to...
  • Catherine: Yes, she was. That's a common trick for cheats to pull. They pluck at your heartstrings so that you'll give them your money. You just said you'd be more careful too! You really are an easy mark, Alois.
  • Alois: How embarrassing.
  • Catherine: Why are you so quick to trust people?
  • Alois: I've always believed that to earn others' trust, you have to be trusting.
  • Catherine: You're taking that philosophy a bit too far...

A Support Edit

With Shamir Edit

C Support Edit

B Support Edit

  • Shamir: Alois.
  • Alois: WHAAAARGH! A GHOST! I'm sorry! Forgive me, forgive me! Please, forgive me!
  • Shamir: Calm down. It's just me.
  • Alois: Th-that voice, it's...Shamir? Ah, it's Shamir! Whew... You frightened me. My heart was beating so hard, I thought it would burst out my nose.
  • Shamir: Your heart's in your chest. Not your head.
  • Alois: Can you try not to be so stealthy when you're approaching a fellow knight?
  • Shamir: Your reaction was excessive. Are you afraid of ghosts?
  • Alois: Uh...I suppose there's no point in hiding it. I'm terrified of them.
  • Shamir: Terrified? Of ghosts?
  • Alois:...
  • Shamir: I didn't mean to pry. There's no need to-
  • Alois: No, no. I want to get it off my chest. That time when we were on our way back from a mission. Do you remember what I asked you?
  • Shamir: You asked if I ever think about the people I've killed.
  • Alois: Yes, you said you never do, but me, I... I can't go a day without thinking about them. The feel of my weapon cutting through them, their twisted faces, their cries of pain. And that awful scent of blood... I was carrying out my duties. But...but that doesn't make it easier for me to forget. And the dead haven't forgotten me either. Their hatred, their resentment, their curses... One day, the spirits will set upon me for revenge!
  • [fade to black]
  • Alois: Oof!
  • Shamir: I apologize for striking you , but it had to be done. Have you calmed down?
  • Alois: Yes, thanks... I needed that.
  • Shamir: I'm surprised someone like you managed to become a knight. Or perhaps that's why you became one...
  • Shamir:..

A Support Edit

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