Rinascita II Act I

The Sacred Breeze So Often Breathes

After a minor twist in the journey, Ragunna, the Land of Echoes, unfolds its grandeur, extending a grand welcome to the traveler from distant shores.

Quest List

Go to Trattoria Margherita Find a seat and sit down Head to the Pioneer Association Ride the Gondola to the Cathedral of Mercury

Before entering the city, you go through The Order's customs checkpoint. It seems they have additional regulations for Reserved Terminals. Fortunately, the Montelli family has already arranged a guarantor for you. During the inspection, the Order members' elusive words confuse you, until Acolyte Phoebe arrives to clear up your questions. With her guidance, you finally step into the city of Echoes.

Abby:

I didn't know all the ships in Ragunna are Echoes. That troupe isn't as special as I thought...

Abby:

Now I can't even imagine what kind of Echoes we might see in the city.

Rover:

Maybe we'll come across some that look like you, a whole pack of them.

Abby:

You're kidding me... Even in the Land of Echoes, I, Abby, will always be the most special one!

Abby:

Hic!

Serious Acolyte:

...Approved. Welcome to Rinascita.

Serious Acolyte:

Excuse me. First-time visitors must cooperate for inspection.

Serious Acolyte:

Is this... a Reserved Terminal?

Serious Acolyte:

Reserved Terminals should be declared upon entry. May I see your declaration form, please?

Serious Acolyte:

These are the rules. I'll need you to cooperate.

Senior Acolyte:

Forgive the inconvenience. By the Order's decree, all visitors must undergo customs clearance to ensure safety...

Senior Acolyte:

...Or, do you have a guarantor?

Serious Acolyte:

Ah, I see you are a guest of the Montelli family. You are granted permission to bring your Reserved Terminal into Rinascita.

Serious Acolyte:

We apologize for any trouble caused. All Echoes, even those in Reserved Terminals, are seen as Divine Envoys. Once they are baptized, they too will receive Imperator's blessings.

Senior Acolyte:

Naturally! We are all "united" under the Sentinel's influence, free from "division."

Senior Acolyte:

The Sentinel is with you, me—all of us.

Senior Acolyte:

Their presence is eternal in our hearts, guiding us always...

???:

Preach with respect and patience, lest you induce doubt and confusion.

Serious Acolyte:

Acolyte Phoebe.

Phoebe:

I'll take it from here. Greetings, esteemed guest. I am Phoebe, an Acolyte of the Order.

Phoebe:

The city of Ragunna welcomes your arrival. Many visitors are here for the upcoming Carnevale. To ensure everyone enjoys the festival safely, the Order has tightened the customs procedures and added new regulations...

Phoebe:

Some information might be overlooked on your declaration form. Please accept our apologies.

Phoebe:

Thank you for your understanding. Please follow me.

Phoebe:

Is there anything else you'd like to know about Ragunna? I'll do my best to answer your questions.

Phoebe:

Our Sentinel embodies peace, justice, modesty, and mercy. They are the lord of the sky and seas, protector of the land.

Phoebe:

They freed us from division and conflict, treating all equally and uniting us as one.

Phoebe:

Legends say the Sentinel's breath becomes a gentle breeze, blessing Ragunna's ships and guiding them safely to their destinations.

Phoebe:

Their radiant gaze pierces the darkness, illuminating the way forward. In reverence, people built lighthouses across the island.

Phoebe:

The Sentinel never boasts of Their deeds but bestows miracles in subtle ways, as it is written.

Phoebe:

"I am the gentle breeze that caresses you in green meadows. I am the unseen guardian as you walk in the valley of shadows."

Phoebe:

"I am with you, steadfast and unwavering, from the past, through the present, and beyond the future."

Following the instructions on your invitation, you head to the Averardo Bank to collect the funds prepared by the Montelli family. Zani, a bank employee, has been expecting you. Acting on the Montelli family's orders, Zani serves as both your guide and bodyguard during your time in Ragunna. After some brief introductions, Zani suggests it‘s time to try some local delicacies. After all the twists and turns on the way, it's high time to reward your stomach.

???:

We've been expecting you, Rover. Welcome to Averardo Bank, {Male=sir;Female=miss}.

Zani:

I'm Zani, a staff member here. The Montelli family ordered me to welcome you and assist with accessing your fund.

Zani:

May I ask where your companion is...

Zani:

...Understood.

Zani:

Your fund is ready. Please follow me.

Zani:

You may present your Terminal.

Mercurio:

Beep—beep—

Zani:

I believe this is your first time using our service. As the Montelli family's esteemed guest, we're upgrading your account to Gold Membership.

Zani:

Mercurio here will sort out your subscription. He's about as lively as a cash machine, so give him a moment.

Zani:

Yes, all Echoes here belong to the Montelli family. Mercurio's designed to provide self-service banking.

Zani:

The Montellis also put me in charge as your bodyguard and tour guide for Ragunna. If you want to see the city before the Carnevale, I can arrange a travel itinerary. Perhaps a Thundering Mephis type of outing may suit you, hm?

Zani:

It's a popular choice for visiting all the tourist attractions quickly, though I wouldn't bother with it personally.

Zani:

...This assignment was very last-minute. I apologize if I am not familiar with your personal travel preferences. Please excuse any oversights on my part.

Zani:

Not at all. The Montellis always treat their guests with hospitality. I'm simply following their lead.

Mercurio:

Beep—beep—

Zani:

The fund has been deposited into your account. Is there anything else you need help with?

Zani:

Yes. The nearest one is Trattoria Margherita. I personally recommend Pizza Tropicale. Would you like to dine there?

Zani:

Sorry, I have some work to handle. Please excuse me for a moment.

Zani:

The last lots for the auction have arrived and will be escorted back by designated Echoes. Make sure you get them on time.

Zani:

Keep an eye on No. 23 and 56—they're foreign curiosities insured by Mr. Lombardi. Don't screw it up.

Zani:

All the details are in the memo... Okay, I'll leave it to you.

Zani:

...Ha.

Zani:

Sorry to keep you waiting. I'll take you to the restaurant now.

Zani:

Yes, thank you for asking. The Bank is short-staffed due to secondments, so I'm handling a few extra things.

Zani:

Normally, I wouldn't take on extra assignments, but my manager promised some paid days off, and the Montellis can be very gener—

Zani:

Ahem. Sorry, too much. I'll do my best to meet your needs during your stay here.

Rover:

Don't worry about me, I can handle myself without involving the Montellis. I'm not one for formalities, so let's keep it relaxed.

Zani:

...If that's what you want.

Zani:

Thank you, Rover. All that formality was starting to feel like exercise.

Zani:

Let's go get something to eat, shall we?

Cheerful Resident:

Seems like there's been a lot of mist lately, hm?

Nervous Resident:

It's not a good sign. The Carnevale is fast approaching...

Cheerful Resident:

Eh, don't worry! We Ragunnesi do not worry over tomorrow. Why not get some flowers for the children? Prices may rise with the Carnevale approaching.

Matteo:

Andreas... That ship... No, no, I must stop that ship!

Simone:

...Have you gone mad? You can't stop the Pilgrim's Sail. The Order will arrest you!

Matteo:

Ah, you just don't understand...

At the dock, you plan to ride the Echo boat "Gondola" into the city. Maybe you'll see a whole flock of Echoes like Abby along the way!

Gondolier:

Hello there! Need a lift to the city? Hop on this Gondola right here.

Gondolier:

Correct! In Ragunna, we sail in Echoes. They are trusted and reliable helpers, gifts from divinity.

Gondolier:

A third of a Ragunnesi's life is spent on a Gondola. Pretty amazing, right?

Gondolier:

This little one will get you there safe and sound.

Cristoforo:

A righteous soul with humble curiosity... Just as I expected.

Cristoforo:

Fenrico, the Enlightened One, present Primus of Ragunna, uncovered the path that leads to the high heaven, where the Sentinel imparts Their teachings to mortals.

Cristoforo:

Under his permission, pilgrims set sail for the Promised Land, their voices a symphony of hymns, hearts aflame with unwavering piety and hope.

Cristoforo:

I sense your doubt, and it's not unfounded. These pilgrims have little choice. After all, they are not counted among the Righteous but instead deemed the Fools by Ragunna's laws.

Cristoforo:

Whether a righteous soul clinging to hope amid hardship, or a lost fool floundering in waves of confusion, the audience always favors the former.

Cristoforo:

I'm working on a play. Tells of pilgrims striving to reach the Sentinel's promised land.

Cristoforo:

But to captivate, there must be twists. Perhaps, what awaits them is not the sweet salvation promised by their Sentinel, but...

Cristoforo:

Hehe, who knows? Maybe treasures beyond count, or an unnamed beast lurking in the mist.

Cristoforo:

Or perhaps nothing but a forsaken shore. These are just initial musings. I need time to refine them.

Cristoforo:

Would you care to share your thoughts on the ending?

Cristoforo:

Should the story depict them as lost Fools facing their end in despair, or as wronged Righteous finally finding justice and redemption?

Cristoforo:

What is more compelling to you, {Male=sir;Female=miss}?

Cristoforo:

Ah, I see... Your comment is noted.

Cristoforo:

Until the Carnevale, guest from afar. I hope you enjoy the show.

Cristoforo gives a courteous nod and takes his leave.

Abby:

I'm honestly baffled... Was all that real or just a story?

Abby:

Hmm, that one gives off a mysterious vibe...

Abby:

Ah, who cares? The Carnevale sounds like a blast! Everyone's raving about it. You might even catch a chat with the Sentinel!

Phoebe:

Follow this road and you'll reach the Nexus.

Phoebe:

To the Ragunnesi, the Sentinel is the Divinity, a holy beacon guiding our way.

Phoebe:

We hold the Sentinel and all Their gifts in the highest reverence, especially the Echoes, which bear profound significance to both the Order and the people of Ragunna.

Abby:

(...Hic!)

Rover:

(...You've been hiccuping for a while. Do Echoes get indigestion as well?)

Abby:

(H-how am I supposed to know? I haven't had anything to eat since we left for Rinascita. So hungry...)

As you follow Phoebe through the city, you notice that she's holding back a fondness for little Echoes. She explains that the Order discourages its members from becoming too attached to them. Eventually, you reach the city's Resonance Nexus—the Genesis Nexus. Once you log your information here, you'll have access to the "Common Echoes."

Abby:

Wow... are they all Echoes?

Phoebe:

Yes. Most newcomers to the city are amazed by the spectacle.

Abby:

Now we're talking! This is what the Land of Echoes should look like! I thought all of Rinascita's Echoes were like that grumpy poker face we met at the docks...

Phoebe:

...Hmm?

Abby:

Eh... Hi! I'm Abby. Nice to meet ya!

Phoebe:

Ah! Hello, I'm Phoebe! Nice to meet you, too.

Phoebe:

Ah...

A little Echo holds up a gift and presents it to you.

Phoebe:

Yes, thanks to the Sentinel's blessing, most of the Common Echoes in Rinascita are friendly and approachable.

Phoebe:

That Echo we saw is known as a Hocus Pocus. Children love its tricks, and they say that if an adult gets its gift, they can relive their happiest memories in dreams... ah...

Phoebe:

...Sorry, I got carried away.

Phoebe:

...Yes. Allow me to introduce to you the Nexus of Ragunna, also known as the Genesis Nexus.

Phoebe:

Input your personal information into the Nexus, and you'll be able to use all Common Echoes in the city just like a regular citizen.

Phoebe:

Please place your terminal here.

Beacon Inscription:

With might and justice, I rule from the throne, silencing ocean's tumult under my reign alone.

Beacon Inscription:

For those who refuse to drown in swirling waves, heed this doctrine: Seek salvation from where all began.

Phoebe recounts the legend of Rinascita, which explains why people view Sentinel Imperator as a divine figure. When asked how to communicate directly with the Sentinel, Phoebe mentions that the Primus of the Order, Fenrico the Enlightened One, is the only non-Laureate to have ever talked with the Sentinel. However, he, like the Sentinel, only appears during the Carnevale. With some time before the festival, you decide to enjoy your stay in Ragunna for now.

Abby:

Seek salvation from where all began... What's that supposed to mean?

Phoebe:

This inscription tells the tale of Rinascita's founding. Legends speak of a group of displaced people, driven from their lands by the Lament.

Phoebe:

Though their origins were different, they followed the same ocean currents to a hidden sea.

Phoebe:

They prayed for paradise but were met with a nightmare filled with Tacet Discords. The sky darkened, the sea roared, and towering waves threatened to engulf them.

Phoebe:

At that moment, a radiant light pierced the clouds, and a voice resounded from the sky—

Phoebe:

"Make the waters your second home, like seabirds nesting along the coast. Build your shelters hither and thither, like stars in the night sky."

Phoebe:

"Your fortress is fragile, made only of wickers and planks, but fear not, for it is strong enough to withstand the wuthering waves."

Phoebe:

Heeding the heavenly voice, the displaced united. A gentle breeze guided their ships, filling their sails with wind.

Phoebe:

Through the storm, they glimpsed a bright light from an unnamed island. This was the light of the Genesis Nexus.

Phoebe:

The Nexus granted them knowledge of Echoes and sent them to help build their cities. The people named the island Rinascita and built sanctuaries with inscriptions, honoring the voice that guided them to paradise.

Phoebe:

The voice did indeed reveal itself. The faithful saw the true form of their savior, who declared its sacred name—Imperator.

Phoebe:

This legend is known widely among the Ragunnesi, though the true beginnings of Rinascita remain shrouded in lost history. Scholars of the Order have never stopped their quest to uncover it.

Abby:

Got it. Now where can we meet the Sentinel?

Phoebe:

You wish for an audience with the Sentinel...?

Phoebe:

Yes, only one person has received such an honor—the current Primus, Fenrico.

Phoebe:

As the only Enlightened One in recorded history, Primus Fenrico can directly connect with the Sentinel to heed divine oracles.

Phoebe:

...Indeed. Primus Fenrico is the Sentinel Imperator's Resonator. As such he bears the title the Enlightened One. You'll have the chance to see him at the Carnevale when he announces the opening of the ceremony.

Phoebe:

I hope you enjoy your time here in Ragunna and join in with the festivities.

Phoebe:

If you need help with anything, just let me know. As an Acolyte, it's my job to assist all our visitors.

Abby:

Okay, where to next?

Rover:

Let's go get our money first.

Rover:

The invitation mentioned we could pick it up from Averardo Bank.

Actor No. 1:

Are you heading to the Averardo Bank, dear guest? Please take the Gondola along the canal.

Actor No. 1:

This is your stop. Wish you a great day.

Rover:

A gift from one of Rinascita's founding families... It's bound to be a hefty sum.

Abby:

Awesome! Once we have it, let's treat ourselves to a meal at a restaurant.

Abby:

I'm actually starving now... Not even joking...

As you are enjoying the meal, the cheers from nearby catch your attention. According to Zani, it is a rehearsal for the Echo Dance performance prepared by the Montelli family…

Margherita:

Here's your food. Enjoy!

Abby:

*Sniffs* Oh what's that smell... it's so good!

Zani:

You're... Abby, right?

Abby:

Hi there... Gosh, this tastes amazing...

Zani:

Zani. Nice to meet you.

Zani:

Did not expect to see an Echo residing in a Resonator's body... Interesting.

Zani:

Well, foreign Echoes aren't exactly a daily sight here.

Abby:

Told ya! I'm always the most special one! Mmm, this is so good!

Zani:

Alright, let's dig in.

Zani:

You will enjoy the food, of course. We Ragunnesi take pride in our food traditions.

Zani:

For instance, never overcook seafood, or you'll ruin its natural taste. Always serve freshwater fish before sea fish, or its tender flavor will be masked.

Zani:

I'd start with this appetizer. It complements the main course—hearty but not too heavy, perfect for those burning the midnight oil.

Zani:

And don't forget the aperitif. As we say, "If you can't appreciate good wine, you don't deserve good water."

Zani:

Now, try the Nectarwine from Egla Town. It's aged in oak barrels from the Fagaceae Peninsula, known as the "Harvest Spirit" or "Gocce di Divino" for its exceptional flavor.

Zani:

To you, guests from afar...

Zani:

...and my vacation that never seems to come.

Abby:

Phew... nothing beats a good meal... Wait, what's the buzz over there?

Zani:

Probably the Montelli's Echo show. They've been rehearsing for days, getting ready to perform it for the Sentinel at Carnevale.

Zani:

Intrigued, are we? The formal event will be even more spectacular.

You’re taken to Trattoria Margherita, the most popular restaurant in Ragunna. Zani tells you to order whatever you like, as the Montelli family’s covering the bill.

Margherita:

Welcome to Trattoria Margherita!

Margherita:

Ciao, Zani! Knocking off early today, huh?

Zani:

Not really... still on duty.

Margherita:

Is that so? You seem alright, considering. So, what will it be today? The "Adios, Workdays" or the "Thank Goodness It's the Holiday" platter?

Zani:

...The last one. Thanks.

Margherita:

And this {Male=gentleman;Female=lady} here... A visitor from afar? It's a pleasure.

Margherita:

I see. You certainly have the air of someone who matters.

Zani:

Here, look at this. You can order anything you like. The Montellis are getting the bill.

Margherita:

How about Steak Margherita and Nuvola Pasta? Both excellent choices!

Zani:

The woman speaks the truth.

Margherita:

Take a seat! Your meals will be ready soon!

Zani:

Watch out!

???:

Command...

???:

Unify...

???:

Ascend...

???:

Converge...

???:

Thou hast come at last... I am the Imperator. Aid me, O Arbiter... that we may return the Lost unto the earthly realm!

Acolyte of the Order:

The other one's gotten loose... Hey! It's getting away!

Acolyte of the Order:

After it!

During the Carnevale rehearsal, one of the Vitreum Dancers suddenly loses control and charges into the crowd. Amid the chaos, your mind connects with the Dancer's and you hear the voice of the Sentinel. They ask for your help in bringing the Lost back to the earthly realm. After pondering these words, you suspect that Imperator, like the Sentinel of Jinzhou, might be in a vulnerable state, relying on Echoes to communicate. But all your questions could only be answered by that Vitreum Dancer. You ask Zani about the Dancer and the rehearsal. She explains that it's not a Common Echo, but a private one owned by the Montellis. They're pushing the use of Reserved Terminals, and this Carnevale is their opportunity to promote them. The incident with the dancer could cause a major setback for them. The Vitreum Dancer you connected with has already escaped. Zani suggests finding a Resonator from the Pioneer Association if you want to track it down. But if you'd like to investigate the scene first, she's happy to help.

Abby:

Are you okay?

Zani:

The Vitreum Dancer suddenly lost control... Luckily, no one got hurt.

You brief her on what you just saw.

Abby:

Now that I think about it, the frequency vibration I sensed felt a lot like... empathy.

Zani:

Empathy…?

Abby:

Well, maybe telepathy? Not sure. It's hard to explain…

Zani:

Telepathy… Yes, according to legend, the Sentinel speaks directly into the mind of the Laureate. Could that be what happened?

Abby:

So the "Imperator" is the Sentinel. But who's the "Lost"? Plus, it said it needs your help, but… a Sentinel shouldn't need to ask for help, wouldn't ya say? Eh, something's not adding up, what a headache...

Rover:

(The Sentinel has countless ways to send a message, and through the Order is apparently the most convenient one, but why did they go through all the trouble...?)

Rover:

(Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe calling for help was the only option?)

Rover:

(With that message left on Tethys… Could the Sentinel here be in a situation similar to Jué's?)

Rover:

(But it seems like the locals haven't laid eyes on their Sentinel. Everything feels off. That Echo might be our only lead right now.)

Zani:

Yes, it was. The Montelli family has been promoting the use of Reserved Terminals and Echoes.

Zani:

Most Ragunnesi use Common Echoes and don't know much about the Reserved ones. The Montellis spotted a chance and started researching Reserved Terminals.

Zani:

They push to bring back the Carnevale so they can showcase their Reserved Terminals, prove the quality of their Echoes, and attract both customers and investors.

Zani:

Oh sorry, just a minute.

Zani:

Yes, Mr. Alberto. An Echo was...

Zani recounts what happened to the caller. Moments later...

Zani:

...I see.

Zani:

Sorry to keep you waiting. That was Mr. Alberto from the Montelli family. Also my employer.

Zani:

He extends a sincere apology for what just happened. They too are at a loss to explain what caused the accident.

Zani:

He told me that the Montelli family would investigate further. Please rest assured.

Zani:

No... After all, such an incident only hinders their promotion of Reserved Terminals. They have no reason to rejoice over it.

Zani:

Come to think of it, that Echo... it was looking at you. It seemed to target you.

Zani:

Hmph, I won't pry into my ward's privacy. I only remember what I need to get the job done. Anything else I accidentally overhear just slips my mind.

Zani:

My orders are to guard and to guide. I do my job. Nothing more, nothing less. So if you want to investigate, I'll stick with you until you're done.

Zani:

Don't thank me, thank the family who hired me. Their generosity is beyond what you can imagine.

Zani:

So, what's our next move?

Zani:

It was complete chaos, but I spied the direction it fled… We can try our luck at the Pioneer Association.

Zani:

I know someone there whose Forte might help us uncover some details we missed.

Zani:

Good. Let's go this way. It's right over there.

Nervous Acolyte:

Dear Sentinel above…

Nervous Acolyte:

Oh, the Sentinel is in a great rage! They are warning us, reminding us of our follies.

Nervous Acolyte:

We shouldn't have forgotten... Ten years ago, it was our unbridled indulgence that brought about divine punishment!

Nervous Acolyte:

We should have heeded Primus Fenrico's words…

Nervous Acolyte:

Oh, dear visitor from afar, you may not know. Ten years ago, the Carnevale angered the Sentinel and brought forth divine punishment. Primus Fenrico foresaw the shadow beneath the revelry and halted its spread!

Zani:

Simply put, many terrible accidents happened during that Carnevale, like Echoes losing control. Since then, the Primus ordered the Carnevale to stop.

Zani:

Most Ragunnesi don't like to talk about that tragedy, so it's understandable you haven't heard of it.

Nervous Acolyte:

Echoes are messengers of the Sentinel. They lost control and attacked people because they were corrupted, reflecting our transgressions against the Sentinel!

Nervous Acolyte:

This year, the Order has approved the Carnevale. We will return to our traditions… Dear visitor, please join us in praising the Sentinel. Only then can our misguided souls be forgiven…

Nervous Acolyte:

It may be a divine blessing, but it has committed an assault against the Sentinel's people. The corrupted will be purified under the holy light of the Genesis Nexus. As for the one that escaped, the Order will retrieve it as soon as possible to prevent further harm.

Zani:

In other words, the Echo will be reset in the Data Bank. That's how we Ragunnesi usually deal with malfunctioning Echoes.

Nervous Acolyte:

We deeply apologize for the disturbance caused by that undisciplined Echo… Now, please excuse me. I have other matters to attend to.

The Acolyte leaves while murmuring to herself.

Zani:

She may not have given us anything useful, but she did remind me of one thing—that Vitreum Dancer's behavior was different from those Echoes that went wild in the past. It seemed to have a clear goal and a sentience.

Zani:

The Echoes are connected with each other, so usually if one loses control, the others will be affected too. However, we haven't received any reports of other Echoes losing control.

Zani:

If it wasn't the Sentinel's punishment, it could have been…

Zani:

You're right. We need to catch it before the Order does, or we won't be able to get the information we need.

Zani:

Are you alright? It's strange. Why did that Echo suddenly lose control…

Rover:

I'm fine. Something's off with those Echoes. Let's try calming them down.

Fulmine from the Pioneer Association has a unique skill: he can turn his memories into special film reels, and assisted by the Echo, C-MOSS, he can project those memories for others to see. In one of Fulmine's memories, you see someone dressed in Montelli attire, wearing a mask and lurking suspiciously behind the Vitreum Dancer. Since the Carnevale hasn't started yet, it's odd for someone to already be masked up—as if they're deliberately hiding their identity. With this clue, you decide to head to Masked Reverie, a mask shop, in search of leads…

???:

Here's to a world of discoveries and wonders! Welcome to the Pioneer Association!

???:

Ms. Zani! It's been some time! Have you finally decided to join us?

Zani:

No, I'm here for something else. This is Mr. Fulmine from the Pioneer Association.

Fulmine:

Oh, hello! You've brought a new friend! Pleasure to meet you. I'm Fulmine, head of the Wutherium Film Studio under the Pioneer Association in Ragunna. How should I address you?

Fulmine:

Your name rings a bell… Oh! Y-you're the legendary Rover?!

Fulmine:

Savior from a foreign land, the dark thunderbolt streaking across the world… I've longed to meet you! By the Sentinel, let me seize this extraordinary moment!

Zani:

Wait, you're actually some kind of celebrity?

Fulmine:

Ha, indeed {Male=he;Female=she} is. Ragunna's routes have only recently opened, so {Male=his;Female=her} feats haven't made it here yet. Should you perform a great deed, trust me to ensure your name echoes throughout Ragunna!

Zani:

I had a nagging feeling I've met someone important... But let's get back to what matters.

Zani:

We're here to ask a favor. We're investigating a Vitreum Dancer who caused a scene around Trattoria Margherita.

Zani:

It fled in this direction, and we're wondering if you can recreate the scene for us.

Fulmine:

Ah, I know the one you mean. Saw it streaking out of the city with a few Order fellows in tow.

Fulmine:

As for recreating the scene… C-MOSS, my friend, it's time to get to work!

C-MOSS:

Hmph.

Fulmine:

Alright, where is it? My memory of that Vitreum Dancer… Ah, I've found it!

Zani:

Mr. Fulmine's Forte is Celluloid Chronicle. He can convert events into film, recording all that happens within a span of time.

Zani:

His partner, C-MOSS, uses a "Memory Projector" Forte to show these captured moments.

Fulmine:

There it is! Take a look!

Zani:

So it did leave the city… This complicates matters. The area beyond is too vast to search effectively. Plus, Tacet Discords are hampering our investigation. We can't start searching just yet.

Abby:

(…What do you think I am? Not a chance! And I'm too sleepy to help, just wake me if there's any progress…)

Fulmine:

I'm sorry. I can only record what is plain to the eye.

Zani:

Don't be hard on yourself, Mr. Fulmine. You've been a tremendous help. At least we're not flying blind anymore. But Rover, we need a new plan.

Fulmine:

…Give me a moment. Ah, yes! Look at this!

Zani:

How could this be...

Fulmine:

His garb suggests he's from the Montelli family. Could they be involved in this turmoil?

Zani:

Indeed. But it's rare to wear a mask before the Carnevale. He must have wanted to hide his face.

Zani:

With their eagerness to promote Reserved Terminals, the Montellis would be the last to invite trouble now. If he's tied to the disturbance...

Fulmine:

Then perhaps we should seek Ms. Nyarla's expertise. She's known for her intricate masks, and this one seems custom.

Zani:

Good idea, but nobles are secretive. Direct questions might lead to unwanted attention.

Zani:

Ah-ha, Excellent. Let's make for the Masked Reverie.

Fulmine:

Good luck!

At Masked Reverie, you pose as a customer interested in bespoke designs, hoping to gather information about the mask you saw earlier. The shop owner, Nyarla, quickly sees through the ruse. Just as you consider revealing your true motive, a noblewoman steps in to assist you. You learn that the mask in question was commissioned by a member of the Fisalia family—a man named Gilberto. Rumor has it that the Fisalia Family has been at odds with the Montellis family over issues related to Reserved Terminals. Since the Fisalia estate is near the Cathedral of Mercury, you decide to pay them a visit and stop by the cathedral to gather further insights from the Order.

Young Woman:

Has the perfume, compact, and jewelry set arrived?

???:

Yes, they have. Would you like them now, or shall we deliver them to your residence before tonight?

Young Woman:

Tonight… No, I'll take them now.

???:

…Of course. I'll have someone fetch them immediately. It won't take long.

???:

Welcome to Masked Reverie. From masks to elegant garments and splendid stage props, we craft it all to order. How may I help you today, my dear?

???:

Hehe, so eager to skip the pleasantries, are we? I'm right here. Do I seem invisible, or are you simply ignoring me? I am... right behind you.

Zani:

Madame Nyarla, I saw you. Your mask gave you away.

Nyarla:

Hehe, don't spoil my secret so soon. It's not every day I get such a charming visitor.

Nyarla:

Besides, only by "hiding" oneself can the true beauty of a mask be revealed, don't you think?

Zani:

But scaring the guests is just your twisted sense of humor, isn't it?

Zani:

I hope this didn't bother you. Invisibility is Madame Nyarla's Forte. Madame Nyarla, this is the distinguished guest invited by the Montellis, Rover. {Male=He;Female=She} is very interested in Carnevale masks.

You elaborate on the mask design you saw in Fulmine's memory to Nyarla.

Nyarla:

Hmm? That's quite a detailed description, even covering the smallest intricacies... I admit, I'm surprised.

Nyarla:

Not long ago, we customized a mask just like the one you've described.

Nyarla:

If the Carnevale is a dream shared by all Ragunnesi, then a well-crafted mask is the key to it.

Nyarla:

When faces are hidden, souls break free from the shackles of everyday life. That's why we love balls and plays, eagerly awaiting the Carnevale.

Nyarla:

Masks liberate our spirits. We believe they reveal what lies within. It is our honor to help our customers express their innermost selves.

Nyarla:

So, are you certain you want to custom order this particular mask?

Young Woman:

That's a very fine mask.

Young Woman:

If I remember correctly, the one Mr. Gilberto picked up last week looked very similar. If it's your first mask, a unique design might be more fitting?

Nyarla:

You have an impressive memory.

Young Woman:

I'll be on my way now.

Zani:

Ahem, we spotted a fellow on the street with a mask that caught our eye… I didn't expect it to be Mr. Gilberto from the Fisalia family.

Nyarla:

Yes, they're one of the oldest families in Rinascita. Their ancestors once ignited a war here, but they were defeated and driven out of Ragunna.

Zani:

The Fisalias are a mixed lot—while some hold honor, others bring disgrace to the name.

Nyarla:

They show new ambitions. Lately, they've taken to more prominent roles in the city, flaunting their mining ventures and acting with increasing arrogance.

Nyarla:

Speaking of which, I revised Monsieur Gilberto's mask twenty-three times…

Zani:

I see why it's left a deep impression…

Nyarla:

Anyway, given your standing with the Montellis, I'd advise against this design.

Nyarla:

Rumor has it the Montellis plan to push for Reserved Echoes at the Carnevale. It's stirred tension with the Fisalia family. Best avoid any association.

Nyarla:

That incident with the Montelli's Echoes going berserk... Unfortunate timing. Who knows how this will affect their promotion.

Zani:

So, the trail leads to the Fisalia family.

Zani:

The Fisalia's residencies are near the Cathedral of Mercury. We could stop by the Order for more information.

Zani:

Thank you for the lead, Madame Nyarla. Oh, and we will reconsider the mask's design. Thank you for your time.

Nyarla:

Hehe, you're too polite, Mademoiselle Zani. You're my special guest, after all.

Nyarla:

Isn't it interesting how a small mask can both hide and reveal? I can't wait to see the "face" you'll choose to show.

Nyarla:

I look forward to your next visit. This splendid reverie is always open for you.

Timoteo:

Ha, Antonio, surely you know how things work here. It's always about who pays more. Is there a problem?

Antonio:

Do you Fisalias even honor contracts?

Timoteo:

Ha, since when do Montellis fret over such trivialities?

Timoteo:

Instead of whining, maybe focus on cleaning up the mess your Echoes caused. Ha ha ha...

The Fisalia man walks away, leaving Antonio fuming.

Antonio:

And you are…?

Zani:

Greetings, Sir Antonio. I'm Zani from the Averardo Bank.

Zani:

This {Male=gentleman;Female=lady} here is a distinguished guest of your family, Rover. {Male=He;Female=She} was attacked by a rogue Vitreum Dancer while dining, and we're investigating.

Antonio:

Ah, so you're… Please accept my apologies! It's a relief to see you unscathed. We're as puzzled as you are about the Echo's behavior.

Antonio:

Miss Carlotta asked me to hold nothing back, so ask away.

Antonio:

Well, before I do, a little context first.

Antonio:

In Ragunna, the Order controls all Terminals for Echo use. They store Echoes in their Data Bank and only grant access after thorough screening.

Antonio:

Only a select few Resonators are permitted to carry a Reserved Terminal.

Antonio:

You see, most Ragunnesi rely on the Genesis Nexus and Common Echoes, with little need for the special access types.

Antonio:

However, things have changed with Ragunna opening up to the greater Solaris. People want to travel, making Reserved Terminals essential for safety outside the Order's reach.

Antonio:

You see why demand is up. The Montellis saw an opportunity and started to develop them. After all, necessity is the mother of invention, hm?

Antonio:

It should be celebrated, but some think we disrespect the Order's authority or even the Sentinel by doing this. The path forward has been... resistant.

Antonio:

Heh, if you ask me, I suspect the Fisalia family has been spreading slanders about us.

Antonio:

We back the Carnevale to showcase our Reserved Terminals to the people. It's our chance to prove their worth and attract investors.

Antonio:

Sigh… The Fisalias have coerced our miners to break their contracts, seizing our largest vein and cutting off our Terminal supply.

Antonio:

They say the Fisalias have been seen frequenting the Cathedral of Mercury. They must be in league with the Order. How else would they dare to seize our mine so boldly?

Antonio:

And it gets worse. With the Carnevale nearing and our Echoes malfunctioning, the family's Executor might have to step in.

Antonio:

The Carnevale is at risk. While we hope it brings fortune, the festival itself is what truly matters to us, just like the rest of Ragunna.

Antonio:

We must uncover why the Echo lost control. We cannot let the Fisalias use this to tarnish our reputation any further!

Antonio:

That would be good for us, but it hardly seems proper to involve our esteemed guest in our troubles...

Antonio:

Ah, understood. Thank you! But I'm afraid we can't spare any of our own to assist you. Rest assured, the Montellis are always generous. Here's an advance. Once the matter is resolved, you'll be well-rewarded.

Zani:

Take it. In Ragunna, if you want help, you must offer a reward and one only declines a reward when they refuse to help.

Antonio:

Yes, that's right. Please accept it. If that's all, I must be on my way. There are many matters to attend to...

Antonio departs with a sigh. The weight on his shoulders seems heavier than before.

Zani:

From what we know, the Montelli family has no motive for such incidents. They've been anticipating the Carnevale's arrival.

Zani:

But the Fisalia family is another story. They've been against the celebration from the start, perhaps they could be behind everything? But I don't understand, what could they hope to gain by stopping the Carnevale?

Zani:

Why do I feel like I've gotten myself into something above my pay grade…

Zani:

You're right. Let's go.

Zani:

Ciao, we need to get to the Cathedral of Mercury.

Gondolier:

Got it! Please, come aboard.

As you reach the upper level of the Cathedral of Mercury, you spot Gilberto just ahead, slipping inside…

Zani:

Legends say the Sentinel quelled the storm and stilled the waves, sparing countless lives at sea.

Zani:

To show their gratitude, people place candles around the statue, keeping them lit both day and night. Every boat that passes pays their respects.

Zani:

It may seem fanciful, but it's best to show respect as we pass by.

Abby:

So is this the statue of the Sentinel? Why does it feel weird...

Zani:

We are now in the Fisalia Residencies territory. We should... Wait, look over there…

Zani:

He looks like the man we saw in Mr. Fulmine's memory. Isn't that Gilberto?

Zani:

Let's follow him.

At the Cathedral of Mercury, you're welcomed by Priest Alessio. He denies any connection to Gilberto and instead tells you about the events of the last Carnevale ten years ago: the city was shrouded in thick sea fog, the Vitreum Dancers acted like ghosts, a dragon's roar echoed through the sky, and giant sea monster stirred the waves. The Order believes it was "divine judgment" on the Carnevale—a warning against people's selfish indulgence. It's clear they don't want you getting involved in the Montellis' recent Vitreum Dancer incident. Just as you're left uncertain about your next move, news arrives that the Montelli family is making a move. Alessio steps out, leaving you alone in the cathedral…

Priest Alessio:

Ah, more seekers. What brings you to these halls?

Priest Alessio:

Sir Gilberto...? Oh, Gilberto from the Fisalia family.

Priest Alessio:

A pious soul, frequently here in prayer. But not today, it seems.

Priest Alessio:

I've heard whispers of you. An Acolyte mentioned your desire to meet the Sentinel. I assume you must be interested in following Their path.

Priest Alessio:

But I don't think you truly understand the significance of the Carnevale. Allow me to explain.

Priest Alessio:

You've probably heard about the connection between the Carnevale and the Sentinel, but do you know why the Carnevale hasn't been held for years?

Priest Alessio:

In the last Carnevale, a sea fog shrouded the entire city. Echoes paraded like lost souls, a dragon roared above, and a beast in the sea stirred up towering waves…

Priest Alessio:

It was sent as punishment and warning against our indulgence and division.

Priest Alessio:

This is our Primus, Fenrico, the Enlightened One.

Priest Alessio:

Amidst that chaos, he stepped forward and quelled the Sentinel's wrath.

Priest Alessio:

Ragunna's greatness was forged from its battles with the sea. It inspired a common goal in all our hearts.

Priest Alessio:

Without everyone working together, land cannot be cultivated, islands cannot unite, and dams cannot be built. A nation's strength lies in its unity.

Priest Alessio:

You see, this is why we preach restraint and control over our desires. Only through rituals can we strengthen our resolve, our unity!

Priest Alessio:

This is why we must banish those who stray from the right path and impose restrictions on those who threaten the common good.

Priest Alessio:

We've dedicated ourselves to this cause.

Priest Alessio:

Hehe, you misunderstand me.

Priest Alessio:

I simply mean that the Order's actions are always made with great deliberation.

Priest Alessio:

Guided by the Sentinel, we strive to unite and lead the people. We hope to build a kingdom on high, a land of the blessed… As it was in the beginning, and ever shall be.

Priest Alessio:

I trust you'll have faith in the Order's judgment. We handle all matters that come to our attention.

Priest Alessio:

...What did you say? How could the Montelli family...

Priest Alessio:

Forgive me, I must attend to pressing matters.

Priest Alessio:

If you have further questions, seek answers in the cathedral. We are always open to those in search of truth.

Priest Alessio:

But I remind you to keep your distance from the sacred relics and honor our customs. Otherwise, we will have no choice but to address any act of disrespect.

Within the Cathedral of Mercury, you see Gilberto secretly discussing something with Alessio, a Priest from the Order…

???:

Gilberto, how are things progressing?

Gilberto:

Your trust means a lot, Priest Alessio. The "Flower" has been quite... effective.

Priest Alessio:

A word of caution. Don't overstep. We can't afford unwanted scrutiny.

Gilberto:

I know what I'm doing.

Priest Alessio:

Our sanctuary isn't infinite. Some murmurs are getting harder to quiet.

Gilberto:

I understand. That's why we seek "unity" and "integration."

Gilberto:

Our beliefs are already one. This is also the destiny They intend.

Since Alessio has granted you the freedom to explore the Cathedral, you decide to take full advantage of this rare opportunity. With Zani by your side, you begin investigating the cathedral, searching for leads...

Zani:

What's got him so rattled that he'd leave us like that?

Zani:

He's hiding something. We saw Gilberto enter the cathedral with our own eyes. He couldn't have vanished into thin air.

Zani:

Could there be a hidden chamber or secret passage within the cathedral?

Rover:

Now that you mention it, something's not sitting right.

Zani:

I didn't expect the Order to have such a grand garden hidden here.

Zani:

But where could Gilberto have gone? Let's split up and see what we can find.

Did he head that way?

At the end of the garden… is that a confessional?

Zani's clues lead you to the cathedral gardens where there is a room that resembles a confessional. To gather more clues, you enter the room. Meanwhile, Phrolova, the mysterious Overseer of the Fractsidus quietly watches and waits for you to uncover "the path to ascension."

Phrolova:

Looks like they're slowly finding their way.

Phrolova:

No need to rush—I, too, am curious to see what truths await them.

Phrolova:

The grand revelry draws closer and closer...

???:

Step forward.

???:

What burdens weigh upon your soul?

???:

Are you certain? Search your heart.

???:

Now, I shall open the path to your ascension.

Actor No. 1:

Would you like to look around? I'll be here.

Actor No. 1:

O revered Sentinel...

Actor No. 1:

Thank you for gifting us "the source of light," and for gracing us with "kind Echoes."

Senior Acolyte:

Forgive me, honored guest… In our eagerness to share the faith, we may have caused you some discomfort.

Senior Acolyte:

Ragunna is a city rooted in devotion, and to us, Imperator, our dear Sentinel, is the guardian over all of Rinascita.

Senior Acolyte:

This is something every native knows well. Yet we forgot that you come from afar, unfamiliar with our traditions.

Senior Acolyte:

Therefore, please accept my sincere apologies, and do enjoy yourself in the city. Should you have any questions about Ragunna, Acolyte Phoebe will gladly help you.

Senior Acolyte:

May the Sentinel bless you.

Actor No. 1:

So, this is Ragunna's Genesis Nexus? Magnificent...

Actor No. 2:

It looks so different from those Nexus we saw in other places...

Actor No. 1:

Identity confirmed… Does this mean I now have access to use the Common Echoes?

Actor No. 2:

Yes. Please remember that these Echoes are the Divine Envoys of the Sentinel and must be treated with utmost respect. Any transgression will result in disciplinary action.

Actor No. 1:

All security measures checked?

Actor No. 2:

Yes. We're inspecting everything every few hours.

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