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Rinascita II Act III
What Yesterday Wept, Today Doth Sing
The long-awaited Carnevale is finally set to begin. Together with your friends, you are ready to thwart the Fractsidus' schemes during the celebration...
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During your conversation, Carlotta mentions the Black Shores, revealing that the Montelli family's intentions are more complex than they seem.
The family isn't seeking to usurp the Order's power or undermine the faith. Rather, Carlotta explains, they're pursuing a truth about the origin of Rinascita.
As you walk to Palazzo Agrotta in the southern part of the city, where Carlotta has arranged a room for you, Carlotta shares an old story about Fleurdelys, the Blessed Maiden...
Carlotta:
There was a time when the currents swept us into the jaws of uncharted waters, where relentless storms and voracious waves awaited. But after weathering such trials, they revealed to us a hidden gem—the Shores themselves.
Carlotta:
My family has always been drawn to the thrill of a new voyage. One stormy night, fate decided to play a hand. What we discovered there on that island, the technology and novel ideas, was nothing short of a blessing in disguise.
Carlotta:
There exists only one relatively safe route from the Black Shores to Ragunna—a path known solely to the Montelli family. As long as you stayed on this course, you were bound to encounter the troupe.
Carlotta takes you to the "Masked Reverie" shop, where she has customized Carnevale masks for you and Abby.
As you walk together under the night sky, Carlotta seems to have more she wishes to discuss...
Nyarla:
Oh, dear Lady Carlotta, thank the Sentinel, you're finally back! I was just about to close up shop to prepare for tomorrow's Carnevale.
Carlotta:
You have completed my request, haven't you?
Nyarla:
Of course, Lady Carlotta. You should have more faith in my skills. Here you are.
Carlotta:
A small token of my appreciation. Abby, I have something for you as well.
Abby:
Wow, really? I get a gift too? You're so nice!
Nyarla:
Ah, so that's why Lady Carlotta was so insistent on using only the finest materials and meticulous craftsmanship for this piece.
Nyarla:
For a moment, I feared she'd lost faith in my skills and was plotting to hand over the shop to someone else...
Nyarla:
But now, I see why this little creation was so important to you, Lady Carlotta. Hehe...
Carlotta:
Nyarla, you do have a flair for dramatics. Ahem! Anyway, why don't you unwrap it?
Abby:
Th-this is...!
Carlotta:
I took the liberty of having Nyarla custom-make this mask based on my impression of you. I hope it suits your taste.
Carlotta:
I'm pleased you like it.
Carlotta:
"The Carnevale is a splendid reverie, and the mask is its passport." May it help you navigate the Carnevale with ease and let you enjoy it to your heart's content.
Abby:
We will, for sure!
Carlotta:
May I take up a bit more of your time? Walk with me through Ragunna tonight. I have some additional information to share with you.
Get some rest tonight for the Carnevale tomorrow.
Good night. May your dreams be sweet.
Concierge:
Welcome! Lady Carlotta already notified us of your arrival. We are prepared to check you in whenever you're ready.
Concierge:
Very well. I'll escort you to your room immediately.
A large crowd has gathered in front of Trattoria Margherita. Curious, you approach and spot Zani, who's still hard at work during the festival. After a quick check, she concludes that the Echo "Bakie" is just overloaded with all the work.
After things settle down, Zani assures you that she and the Montelli members will be on duty here, ready to assist you if needed.
Anxious Customer:
Ms. Margherita, is my order ready yet?
Impatient Customer:
I was about to say, I've been waiting quite a while!
Margherita:
Sorry, we're swamped with orders! Bakie and I are doing our best, but it's a bit chaotic. Bakie seems to be having some issues too.
Bakie:
*Beep—Beep—*
Zani:
No need to worry. Let me take a look.
Zani:
Ah, I see. Bakie's just a bit overloaded with all the work. It might need a short break.
Zani:
Oh? Good morning, my friend.
Zani:
I'd love to, really. Look... see this mask?
Zani:
However, it's crystal clear to me that keeping things running smoothly is a top priority right now.
Zani:
Lady Carlotta has already briefed me on your plan. Along with the other family members, you can count on my full support.
A short distance away, you notice C-MOSS, the Pioneer Association's Echo, looking downcast. Phoebe points out that it's probably disappointed it hasn't been able to capture a photo of itself at the Carnevale.
Snap a picture of C-MOSS and Phoebe together to cheer it up.
Onlooker:
Is that C-MOSS from the Pioneer Association? Something seems off—why does he look sad?
C-MOSS:
*Humph…*
Phoebe:
Ah, C-MOSS has been so busy taking photos for everyone else that he hasn't had the chance to take any himself.
C-MOSS:
*Humph!*
Phoebe:
Hmm? You want a picture with me? But...
Phoebe:
Oh, hello, Rover. Well, thank you. Yes... a photo would be wonderful.
Carlotta:
The time has come. Let's go.
Carlotta:
Let's celebrate together.
Fenrico:
When freedom is unchecked, the insidious evil of division takes root.
Fenrico:
People of the Sentinel, do not lose yourselves in these fleeting pleasures. Remember what unites us all…
Child:
What is that?
Brant:
Friends, why lead a life of restraints?
Brant:
Why not live like there's no tomorrow!
Brant:
High walls fall fast
Brant:
All you free spirits
Brant:
Join us to set sail again!
Rover:
(That woman… she's with the Fractsidus.)
Rover:
(I need to follow her and find out what she's planning.)
Phrolova:
Hehe, right this way.
The Fool's Troupe makes its grand entrance to thunderous applause, and the city's excitement reaches a fever pitch.
Amid the celebrations, you spot Phrolova, one of the Fractsidus Overseers, moving through the crowd.
You follow her trail to a rooftop, where she invites you to join her. Phrolova reveals that you're both searching for the same "special Resonator." As a gesture of goodwill, she offers to exchange a story with you, one that holds a hidden truth.
Her tale needs a stage, and there is no better stage than Ragunna City at this moment.
Phrolova:
Ah, we've arrived. Such a small world, isn't it, Rover?
Phrolova:
Oh, what an honor to be remembered! Let's continue our conversation somewhere lively and grand, a place worthy of the Carnevale, not some dreary, dull corner.
Phrolova:
Decadence, indulgence… Hehe, that's the Carnevale—a vivid daydream and grand illusion for all.
Phrolova:
No need to worry, I won't disrupt their little daydream. Besides, we still have business to do here.
Phrolova:
Now that you know what makes the Sentinel so unique, you should know we seek the same thing. That extraordinary Resonator.
Phrolova:
How about I share a little story with you? A gesture of goodwill for our cooperation.
Phrolova:
Now, now. Patience is a virtue. A story is best enjoyed with a captivating performance, and this stage is perfectly set for it.
Phrolova:
We're simply spreading the truth through a tale. I'm certain it will pique your interest, so consider this a heartfelt invitation to you and your companions.
Phrolova:
Join us, pour your essence into this endless play, and use your humble strength to defy the raging current of fate!
Carlotta:
This way.
Carlotta:
Rest well, and tomorrow, we shall take the stage together at the Carnevale.
Carlotta:
Good night. May your dreams be sweet.
Carlotta has been waiting for you. The troupe is set to arrive at the port any moment, and your performance is about to start.
If you're ready, it's time to join Carlotta and prepare for the stage.
Carlotta:
Ah, you're here.
Carlotta:
For the Ragunnesi, the Carnevale has always been an occasion to revel with abandon. It's what they truly desire.
Carlotta:
The family is prepared. They'll support our plan should the need arise.
Carlotta:
We must remain vigilant. The Fractsidus may be lurking, observing our every move.
Carlotta:
It's nearly time. The troupe should be arriving at the harbor shortly.
Carlotta:
How do you feel? Ready to step into the spotlight?
Carlotta:
Excellent. We have the skills. Now it's all about improvisation.
Carlotta:
How do you feel? Ready to step into the spotlight?
Carlotta:
Excellent. We have the skills, now it's all about improvisation.
Rover:
(I've lost her again. Where is she trying to lead me?)
Phrolova:
Ah, come now. Let us embrace the grand climax of this revelry!
You enter the Sonoro Sphere crafted by Phrolova. Here, she intends to tell you a story about a prophecy...
Phrolova:
"The wildcat has sounded thrice, and the hedgehog four. The peculiar bird sings—the moment is upon us."
Phrolova:
O benevolent sorceress of realms unknown, I summon you. Grant us a just prophecy, and may fate favor us all.
Hecate (Phrolova):
My King, what halts your advance? You have already tainted your feet in the river of blood. There is no retreat.
Hecate (Phrolova):
The path born of injustice must be fortified with further transgressions… The soul must be steeled in bitterness.
Hecate (Phrolova):
Thus, I unveil my second prophecy to dispel all illusions—no mortal shall inflict upon you even the slightest harm.
Hecate (Phrolova):
And assuredly, you shall find favor with your people.
Hecate (Phrolova):
Defy destiny, mock both life and death, and rise beyond good and evil! Abandon all doubt, and grasp at unreachable hopes...
Hecate (Phrolova):
Now, hear the third and final prophecy—pleasure born of violence shall end in violence.
Phrolova:
What a pity. The prophecy says the King will not take his final bow in this act.
Phrolova:
Reality beckons. Have you glimpsed the truth in this dream?
Phrolova:
Two prophecies fulfilled, but the third... I await to see how you will rewrite it.
Cetus the Tidebreaker:
(Roooaaarrr—)
Panic-stricken Citizen:
What's that... in the sea?
Panic-stricken Citizen:
It looks like it's coming straight for us!
Panic-stricken Citizen:
Divine... divine retribution...! We're being punished again, just like 10 years ago!
Brant:
If we defeat her, we can set the Cetus free!
Brant:
We'll give this performance the perfect finale.
Pero:
Pero?
Phrolova:
Splendid performance.
Phrolova:
It's almost time for the final bow. But...
Phrolova:
The symphony between us...
Phrolova:
...Has only just begun its overture.
You and your companions defeat Phrolova and free Cetus the Tidebreaker from her control. The gloom that had shrouded the Carnevale lifts, and the crowd erupts into applause for your performance.
As daylight breaks through the clouds, a golden Laurel descends over your head, a reward as promised. The Sentinel's voice then echoes in your mind, directing you to Their location. If you wish to find Them, head to the Inverted Tower suspended in the sky, from where They watch over the world.
You notice a hint of vulnerability in the Sentinel's voice. They leave you with a final clue: a "lost" person, someone connected to Them, is currently among the people enjoying the festival.
Roccia:
You should take center stage for the final bow, Rover.
Brant:
Hear that? The thunderous roar of applause! It has been far too long! This is the true essence of the Carnevale!
Carlotta:
At last, the crisis has been resolved.
???:
{Male=Lord;Female=Lady} Arbiter… I have heard… thy call…
???:
I have awaited thee… for what seems like an eternity…
???:
{Male=Lord;Female=Lady} Arbiter… I am ensnared...
???:
Beyond the clouds and among the stars... thou shalt find an inverted tower suspended in the sky—I am there, watching over Solaris from above.
???:
The Lost... doth wander briefly amongst thy kind...
???:
Seek her out… She, too, doth move within the folds of this festival...
Following the Sentinel's lead, you meet a girl named Cartethyia. Something unusual about her frequencies catches your attention, but she disappears into the crowd before you can learn more.
Later, Carlotta arrives and remarks that no one else seems to notice Cartethyia. She offers to have her family members search for the girl in Ragunna, but you urge caution. Too many mysteries surrounding the Order and the Sentinel remain unsolved. Hasty moves could draw unwanted attention from the Order and disrupt the Carnevale. Besides, you need time to piece together the clues you already hold.
For now, you decide to enjoy the festivities.
???:
The next move is… hmm, am I getting this right? It feels a bit off...
???:
You are…
???:
No, never mind… Anyway, your performance was splendid!
???:
I'm here for the Carnevale as well. It's been ages since I've seen something as grand as this.
???:
I love hearing the laughter and cheers of a crowd, no matter the occasion.
???:
Kind stranger, could you show me those final steps from your curtain call?
???:
I'm sorry, but I can't stay here any longer. I must return...
???:
My name? It's… um…
Cartethyia:
Fl… No, I'm Cartethyia… Yes, that's right. Cartethyia.
Cartethyia:
Farewell, Laureate! I hope that someday, I might stand on stage with your troupe.
Carlotta:
Are you alright, Rover? Some family members mentioned you were speaking to a wall… I'm worried you might still be under Phrolova's spell.
Carlotta:
See who? Are you truly alright?
Carlotta:
Cartethyia… I'll make a note of it.
Carlotta:
If she was indeed here, she is likely still in Ragunna. I will have my family start searching.
Rover:
There are still many unresolved questions regarding the Order and the Sentinel. We need time to sort through what we've gathered.
Rover:
Rushing into action now might only alert the Order's spies and disrupt what we've worked so hard to protect.
Carlotta:
You're right.
Carlotta:
Cartethyia... I will have my family find out more about her.
Carlotta:
If we find out anything, I'll contact you, and we can discuss our next steps together.
Carlotta:
Until then, as you suggested…
Carlotta:
Let's keep this Carnevale going.
Carlotta:
Please, follow me.
Rover:
Where are we going?
Carlotta:
Ah, please allow me to keep that a secret for now—I wouldn't want to spoil the surprise. But here's a hint: you've been there before.
Carlotta:
Ragunna, the tempest's jewel, the sapphire that crowns Solaris...
Carlotta:
The waters of Ragunna serve as a mirror, reflecting the countless faces of this city—much like our own reflections.
Carlotta:
The people of Ragunna possess a temperament akin to the tides, ever-changing. We like to describe ourselves as drifters of currents.
Carlotta:
For, to us, drifting is not a negative attribute. It speaks to opportunity, to potential. I find it quite charming, much like your name—Rover—seems to promise.
Carlotta:
Our founders went with the flow and discovered these islands. Centuries later, the Montellis too drifted with currents, acquiring new technologies from distant lands.
Carlotta:
Once, the Blessed Maiden was just a simple peasant girl. During the Sentinel's Gratitude Rite, the young Fleurdelys managed to sneak past the guards and drink the sacramental wine—every drop.
Carlotta:
Perhaps it was the intoxicating wine in Egla Town or simply her lack of experience with spirits, but she soon found herself quite drunk.
Carlotta:
Swaying on her feet, she ascended the ceremony's grand platform, lifted her threadbare dress, and began a rather ungainly dance.
Carlotta:
Seizing the sacred horn, she played a carefree folk tune, dodging the guards and weaving through the crowd with surprising agility.
Carlotta:
Remarkably, the crowd, as if drawn by an unseen force, followed her lead, transforming the solemn ceremony into a wild parade of cheers and revelry.
Carlotta:
Naturally, the Order was less than pleased. The Pilgrim's Sail did not yet exist, so Fleurdelys faced three days of confinement. During that time, she used her prison walls as a canvas.
Carlotta:
That unforgettable day of disordered revelry left a lasting mark on all who witnessed it.
Carlotta:
Is it not remarkable? A rebellious girl, chosen by the Sentinel to become the Blessed Maiden.
Carlotta:
If the Sentinel indeed permitted such a girl to serve as Their spokesperson, it suggests that all this joyous revelry is not something They disdain.
Carlotta:
Perhaps They too enjoy poetry, painting, tears, laughter, romantic tales of knights, and dancing amidst crowds—much like ourselves.
After finishing her tale, Carlotta confides her deeper thoughts: "If the Sentinel indeed permitted such a girl to serve as their spokesperson, it suggests that all this joyous revelry is not something They disdain."
The Carnevale, she says, is meant to be a celebration of people's true selves. Yet now, it has become a tool for those who use faith to control others. But Carlotta believes that this year's Carnevale can will spark a flame fierce enough to burn down that cage.
Tomorrow, you and Carlotta will take the stage at the Carnevale. Tonight, all you need to do is rest and prepare.
Carlotta:
The people of this island came from diverse civilizations now lost to time, but through plays and tradition, they sought to preserve memories of their heritage.
Carlotta:
In the past, while the clash of cultures led to conflict, the Ragunnesi united through faith, restoring balance, even if precarious.
Carlotta:
To maintain this unity, we have always needed both a Sentinel and a "play" based on a shared legend that gives us roles.
Carlotta:
Yet, this play has endured for so long that we have become defined by our roles—noble, commoner, believer, merchant. What was meant to unite us now stifles us.
Carlotta:
Now, we yearn for a day when we can truly set aside our titles and positions, express our true selves, and join together in celebration...
Carlotta:
Yes, born from hope and idealism, it reminds the Ragunnesi of our initial vision of equality and freedom. It also affirms our true worth.
Carlotta:
While the Order's true intentions remain unclear, we are certain their influence has already eroded the very foundations of our society.
Carlotta:
People revere the divine figure the Order has constructed, yet they also live in fear of punishment.
Carlotta:
Legends become accomplices in fostering ignorance, and faith becomes the loyal executioner of cruel punishment. An invisible cage has trapped us all...
Carlotta:
Speaking of freedom within a cage is absurd. Fear and ignorance are our foremost enemies.
Carlotta:
This year's Carnevale will spark a flame fierce enough to burn down that cage.
Carlotta:
Rest well, and tomorrow, we shall take the stage together at the Carnevale.
Carlotta:
Good night. May your dreams be sweet.
After all you've been through, your body aches for rest. As you sink into the soft bed, you let your thoughts settle and drift into a peaceful sleep, preparing yourself for the excitement and challenges of the upcoming Carnevale.
With C-MOSS's wish granted, Fulmine arrives to thank you for your kindness. Phoebe, however, is bound by her duties to the Order. She needs to maintain order at the festival and can't join you for the rest of the Carnevale.
You can see the excitement and joy in her eyes, though. With her blessings for you in mind, you decide to help keep the Carnevale safe.
Fulmine:
Ah, Rover and Lady Phoebe! I've been capturing the Carnevale's many beautiful moments! What brings you all together here?
Fulmine:
Hmm? You took this picture? Look at that composition and lighting! Who knew you had a knack for photography!
Fulmine:
Buddy, you look so happy! Whatever the reason, thanks for making this moment special!
C-MOSS:
*Humph!*
Phoebe:
It's all thanks to Rover. {Male=He;Female=She} fulfilled C-MOSS's wish.
Phoebe:
Just like us, C-MOSS wants to savor every moment of the Carnevale and leave with no regrets.
Phoebe:
The Sentinel cherishes Their people, and as followers, we find joy in witnessing everyone's happiness.
Phoebe:
But we have our duties, ensuring order during the Carnevale. I'm sorry I can't join in the festivities.
Phoebe:
I wish you a wonderful time at the Carnevale!
With Phrolova's opening cue, your performance begins.
Each of your allies plays their part to enhance the show, while the main stage is set for you and Carlotta to shine.
Carlotta:
As anticipated, the Fractsidus is on the move.
Brant:
Now, remember the rehearsal we did yesterday? All our preparations have led to this very moment.
Roccia:
She intends to use those Lycorises to summon and control the Tacet Discords. If we destroy the Lycorises, we can neutralize them.
Zani:
Everyone is in position. We'll manage the west plaza.
Zani:
Phoebe is stationed at the east plaza, keeping an eye on things.
Zani:
The main stage is all yours for the grand performance.
Roccia:
I'll take care of the lighting and create the mood to make the performance stand out.
Brant:
Leave that to me.
Brant:
Ready? The spotlight will be on you two.
Carlotta:
The curtain has been lifted. We can't keep our audience waiting.
Brant:
Then...
Brant:
Ladies and gentlemen! The grandest and most spectacular performance of the Carnevale is about to commence!
Brant:
Let us give a warm round of applause as our actors now take the stage!
Brant:
An unending darkness cloaks the kingdom as monstrous beasts ravage the land.
Brant:
The Holy Maiden has been captured by the Demon King, and chaos descends...
Brant:
But lo! Two valiant heroes step forth, accepting the minister's quest, vowing to vanquish the beasts and rescue the Holy Maiden!
Phrolova summons a wave of Tacet Discords to block your path, but you and Carlotta manage to break through the obstacle and press on toward her location.
Brant:
The heroes breach the first barrier, sweeping away the monsters within the city!
Brant:
Now, they advance towards the Demon King's castle, where peril await at every corner... What trials lie ahead?
Brant:
No wall can deter these free spirits, even the stars seem to cheer on their bravery!
Once again, Phrolova conjures a deadly swarm of Tacet Discords...
Carlotta:
Exercise caution. New enemies have appeared.
Brant:
The Demon King unleashes its minions, long awaiting these audacious intruders...
Brant:
They launch a fierce assault, intent on crushing the heroes and grinding them to dust...
Carlotta:
Don't confront them head-on!
You and Carlotta are surrounded by TDs, but Roccia arrives in time, diving headfirst into the fight to aid you.
Carlotta:
Watch out!
Roccia:
Now!
Brant:
Ah! A sudden twist unbalanced the heroes, then at this crucial moment, a mysterious figure enters the fray!
Brant:
A Divinity-sent emissary? Or a spirit from the shadows perhaps?
Brant:
She seems moved by their passion and righteousness, see her join the heroes' ranks!
Demon King (Phrolova):
Ah, how delightful! I await your challenge with bated breath...
Brant:
It seems the Demon King anticipated the heroes' arrival and has gladly extended an invitation...
Facing Phrolova's taunts, you stand firm and accept her challenge, ready to face the powerful Tacet Discords she has summoned.
Brant:
With unyielding determination, the heroes accept the challenge!
Brant:
The Demon King reveals itself at last, exposing its hideous visage and sharp fangs. The final showdown is nigh!
Brant:
The Demon King summons its foul army, poised for a climactic battle with the heroes... The victor will soon be revealed.
At last, you reach Phrolova. It seems like the story should end here, but she has one last surprise. Unleashing her powers, she tears through the fabric of space itself, adding yet another twist to your tale.
Brant:
Amidst the clashing swords and the cries of the minions, the heroes face the Demon King—victory belongs to the righteous and the brave!
Brant:
And now, we await the Holy Maiden's return...
Phrolova:
And so we arrive at the "happily ever after," yes?
Phrolova:
But we do not live in a fairy tale. There is no playwright to script a happy ending for us... What lies behind the curtain is but a cruel jest, a dark satire.
Phrolova:
Let me reveal the truth behind that idyllic ending. The Holy Maiden has long succumbed to darkness, drawing power from a heretical force and leading her people into depravity.
Phrolova:
And the minister, having uncovered this truth, has vowed to root out this corruption himself.
Abby:
Wow! Is this real? Pinch me. I can't believe how different everything looks! So this is the Carnevale, huh?
Carlotta invites you to the Montelli family's safe house for a celebratory dinner. You and your friends raise a glass and share a rare moment of laughter. During the gathering, Carlotta reveals that Cartethyia is actually Fleurdelys, the Blessed Maiden. This new information helps you piece together the clues you've uncovered.
Carlotta also shares a shocking revelation from Gilberto regarding the history recorded in the ruins: The Fisalia family actually worships the Threnodian known as the "Leviathan" from the deep sea, a belief that may date back centuries. Rinascita's Sentinel and the Threnodian are connected, and if the situation demands, the Montelli family might seek a conversation with the Fisalia family.
Meanwhile, the Montellis will keep investigating the mysterious Inverted Tower, the other clue left by the Sentinel.
Soon after, you receive an invitation from the Primus, Fenrico, to the Cathedral of Mercury.
Brant:
Raise your glasses! Shout it loud, friends!
Brant:
To us, to the Carnevale, and to our very own Laureate, Rover!
Brant:
A name that echoes through the world, destined to roam the skies before shaking the earth!
Brant:
Hahaha! There you are, my friend! A compliment, if too subtle, loses all its charm!
Roccia:
Don't be fooled by how he looks. Brant is already deep in his cups, drunk as a skunk.
Carlotta:
Oh, let him enjoy himself. The taste of victory is still fresh, and after such a battle, we should celebrate to the fullest!
Carlotta:
Drink your fill, everyone! This round's on me!
Everyone:
HOORAY!!!
Roccia:
Hmm, I see… Someone's been eavesdropping.
Roccia:
A devout Acolyte wouldn't enter such a place without a good reason.
Carlotta:
The Montelli family is known for its hospitality, but freeloaders... will not find us so welcoming.
Brant:
Friends, let's keep the mood lively!
Carlotta:
Come, let's discuss the information we've gathered so far.
Carlotta:
During the Carnevale, you heard the Sentinel's voice and found a girl named Cartethyia. We've dug up some information on her.
Carlotta:
In the Order, every high-ranking Acolyte is given a new name.
Carlotta:
We contacted the Acolyte, Phoebe. After some digging in the Order's records, she confirmed that before taking on her holy title, the Blessed Fleurdelys was called... Cartethyia.
Carlotta:
But the Blessed Maiden... she martyred herself twenty years ago...
Carlotta:
The family will uncover the truth. The only remaining clue is the "inverted tower" you mentioned hearing about from the Sentinel, but even that feels elusive...
Roccia:
Judging by your expression, you must have discovered something new, right?
Carlotta:
Do you recall what we learned from the stained glass in the Tower Ruins? There were two divinities at the dawn of Rinascita.
Carlotta:
If one refers to the Sentinel, then the other, who could stand alongside Them, might be the Threnodian.
Carlotta:
The two are undoubtedly linked, so uncovering one could lead us to the other.
Carlotta:
Remember Gilberto, from the Fisalia family? It took a lot to get him to talk, but we finally got some information from him.
Carlotta:
As he tells it, the Fisalia family's long-revered deity is none other than... Leviathan, the Threnodian from the sea's depths.
Carlotta:
It's hard to believe, I know. But recent events have only reinforced what we discovered from the stained glass.
Roccia:
The Fisalia family has been on this island since the founding of Rinascita, so their worship of the Threnodian may have persisted for centuries.
Carlotta:
We will attempt to establish contact with the Fisalias to build an alliance and gather more intelligence.
Carlotta:
Rest assured, negotiation is what we do best. If necessary, we'll present them with an offer they can't refuse.
Quiet Acolyte:
Excuse me for the interruption. Greetings, esteemed guest.
Quiet Acolyte:
The Primus wishes to invite you for a conversation at the Cathedral of Mercury. Would you be so inclined?
Brant:
How curious. Since when has the Primus become so interested in social calls?
Roccia:
It could very well be a trap.
Quiet Acolyte:
I'm merely conveying the Primus' invitation. The choice is yours.
Carlotta:
Remember, you're not alone. If anything happens, just let us know.
Quiet Acolyte:
Very well, please follow me to the Cathedral of Mercury.
At the Cathedral of Mercury, you meet Fenrico. He apologizes for Alessio and others' deeds and promises to answer your questions as best he can.
In his words about the Sentinel, you catch a mention of the "Second Resonance Awakening." This raises suspicion—such a transfer of power from the Sentinel would require your permission.
When you press Fenrico about the true fate of Fleurdelys, he finally reveals a long-held secret: Fleurdelys was the Threnodian's Resonator.
???:
Never before have I seen a day so steeped in both shadow and light.
???:
The birds sing, the flowers bloom… yet this world knows neither true joy nor eternity.
???:
Come closer, Righteous One, there's no need for hesitation.
Fenrico:
I am Fenrico, the Primus of the Order of the Deep. Your deeds have reached my ears, and I have long wished to meet you. Alas, the burdens of this world delayed our meeting until now. I beg your pardon for the wait.
Fenrico:
Please accept my respect for you—you and your troupe have shown great talent and ambition, breathing new life into Ragunna.
Fenrico:
I ask you to deliver this message to your companions: from this day forth, the troupe shall have permanent rights to perform within the city.
Fenrico:
All mortals stumble, but through pilgrimage, they have cleansed their souls and atoned for their transgressions. They have earned their right to return to this divinely blessed land.
Fenrico:
I understand that questions weigh on your heart. In the presence of a just Divinity, speak freely, and I will answer with all the honesty I possess.
Fenrico:
By the great Sentinel Imperator, I swear to you. There shall be no deceit in my words.
Fenrico:
You have walked a path similar to Theirs. Indeed, you have the right to meet Them.
Fenrico:
However, due to the Dark Tide two decades ago, the Sentinel's body was gravely wounded and remains in a state of recovery.
Fenrico:
If you wish to meet Them, I will convey your request.
Fenrico:
I see the thirst for truth in your eyes. It is clear that doubts still linger in your heart. Please, voice your concerns.
Fenrico:
Fleurdelys... She was the emissary of the Sentinel, and we are grateful for her contributions.
Fenrico:
Twenty years ago, during the Dark Tide, she sacrificed herself to seal the calamity. She fulfilled her duties in this world and returned to the divine embrace.
Fenrico:
Do you know how the Dark Tide came into being?
Fenrico:
In Rinascita, wars were waged in the name of faith, tearing apart the Sentinel as our faith divided, weakening Their divine power.
Fenrico:
The Dark Tide's true essence is the divine blood shed from the Sentinel's wounds.
Fenrico:
That tragic past left deep scars, and with Their divine power drained, They could not prevent the Dark Tide's surge twenty years ago.
Fenrico:
The Blessed Maiden chose to martyr herself. She once again resonated with the Sentinel and, through her sacrifice, restored some of Their divine power, bringing an end to the Dark Tide.
Fenrico:
Yet, the Sentinel remains in a state of healing and still requires a mortal representative. Following the Blessed Maiden's departure, I was granted new authority to cleanse the aftermath of the Dark Tide.
Fenrico:
I received the Divinity's blessing and became the new Enlightened One. By Their will, I fulfill the tasks left unfinished in this world.
Fenrico:
Therefore, we must unify all beliefs, ensuring the purity and unity of our will to prevent another tragedy...
Rover:
(He said she "once again resonated with the Sentinel," was that really a Second Resonance Awakening? Sentinel Jué had a trial with Jinhsi, but my permission was needed to transfer the Sentinel's power...)
Fenrico:
I swear, my words are without deceit.
Fenrico:
I see in your eyes that you have walked further on the path of justice than I anticipated.
Fenrico:
O dear Sentinel… please forgive my transgressions.
Fenrico:
The Dark Tide brought us a bloodstained lesson. To keep our people from faltering, I bound myself to silence, locking away what I witnessed on that fateful day.
Fenrico:
Fleurdelys, the Unrighteous, deceived us all. She was not the Blessed Maiden chosen by the Sentinel... The true maiden has yet to reveal herself.
Fenrico:
You must know that a being capable of rivaling our Divinity exists in this world—humanity's eternal adversary, the evil of all civilizations... the Threnodian.
Fenrico:
As the Sentinel has Their Resonator, so does the Threnodian.
Fenrico:
Fleurdelys was shaped—both body and spirit—by our ancient enemy. Her actions were intended to plunge this city into fear and chaos.
Fenrico:
This is the truth I witnessed—Fleurdelys was the Threnodian's Resonator.
Not far away, Phrolova watches your every move. Beside her stands another Overseer, Cristoforo the "Playwright."
It seems his script is only starting to unfold...
???:
Phrolova, you do have a knack for indulging in... pointless little chores.
Phrolova:
Why, there's no rule against an actor making good use of the intermission.
Phrolova:
Besides, I haven't disrupted your arrangement, have I?
Phrolova:
"The one from a faraway land who discerns the truth dares to raise their sword against the divine. In response, the slumbering gods break free from their shackles, revealing their true forms..."
Phrolova:
The possibility of the Second Resonance Awakening is now a certainty. So we just need to see if that special Resonator truly exists.
Phrolova:
Was the Blessed Maiden a Resonator for the Sentinel or the Threnodian?
Phrolova:
Or both? If so... Oh, a Resonator capable of wielding both powers... I am eager to see how this story ends.
Phrolova:
Cristoforo, if you don't want to spoil the next act, I might have to give your carefully crafted plot a little nudge.
Phrolova:
Speaking of which, Rover shines brighter than anyone else in your play. Do you find {Male=him;Female=her} interesting as well?
Cristoforo:
Phrolova, it seems we walk different paths. I don't share your fondness for that sort of... puppet theater.
Cristoforo:
I merely place the characters on their stage and they act out their fates, driven by their own volition.
Cristoforo:
To remain courageous amidst absurdity, to pursue a spark of divine grace—this, to me, is the truest essence of humanity, don't you think?
Cristoforo:
Even the most pristine cadence of death pales beside the untamed, fervent, and tenacious spirits of the living.
Cristoforo:
In their journey, they resolutely overcome all obstacles: they pursue, they tear, they burn—simply because they desire to.
Cristoforo:
I think you should leave your secluded mansion. Take a walk and listen to the voices scattered across the world.
Phrolova:
…Perhaps.
Phrolova:
From Huanglong to Rinascita, {Male=he;Female=she} has indeed added a few unexpectedly beautiful notes to my symphony.
Cristoforo:
I am certain that, even without any direction, {Male=he;Female=she} will walk the path that destiny has laid before {Male=him;Female=her}.
Cristoforo:
All things ascend towards a singular point of convergence, and what awaits at the end is... immortality.
Cristoforo:
Before the tides of fate, we are all but…
Cristoforo:
…humble servants.
Carlotta:
Were you awake, Rover? I trust you had a restful sleep?
Carlotta:
We have uncovered some new information about the Sentinel. Please join us at the family's safe house.
Carlotta:
I have sent the address to your Terminal. Brant and Roccia are also here. We are awaiting your arrival.
After leaving the Cathedral, you discuss the findings with Abby. Every clue now seems to point back to the Threnodian mysteries, and you'll have to wait for Carlotta to contact the Fisalia family.
Gazing out over the tranquil sea of Rinascita, you feel a shiver of foreboding. The Carnevale is only a prologue... Everything is just beginning.
Abby:
How can that be? That Blessed Maiden... could she really be the Threnodian's Resonator? What if the Primus's words were a bunch of baloney?
Abby:
But we saw Cartethyia following the Sentinel's instructions... They wouldn't mix up Their own Resonator, right?
Abby:
Ugh, now my head hurts... Who was she really with? The Sentinel? Or the Threnodian?
Abby:
Well, probably won't get any more answers from him...
Rover:
All the clues we've gathered so far point to the Threnodian.
Rover:
And the Fisalia family worships the Threnodian. We'll have to wait for Carlotta to arrange an audience with them.
Rover:
Something tells me this Carnevale is just the beginning. There's more ahead, I'm sure of it.
Carlotta:
It seems we have received another invitation. The final stage likely lies beyond this point. Are you prepared, Rover?
Roccia:
Don't worry, Brant will manage everything within the city and make sure that the performance proceeds smoothly as planned.
Carlotta:
Let us proceed to meet that Fractsidus Overseer and deliver a flawless performance for the Carnevale.
Fenrico:
In the presence of the just Divinity, feel free to express your doubts. I shall speak without reservation.
Fenrico:
I swear by the great Sentinel Imperator there will be no deceit in my words.
Fenrico:
We must create a land that aligns with the Sentinel's vision. We must purge this land of individuals who stray from the righteous path to ensure that our collective will remains unified and pure.
Fenrico:
However, we honor the deeds of Napoli II, the founding Primus, and offer those who have strayed a chance for atonement.
Fenrico:
The Pilgrim's Sail follows Napoli's path. He too once endured this arduous journey, yet emerged victorious, earning an audience with the Sentinel.
Fenrico:
The trials are not mere sufferings but steps toward redemption. The penitent who confront the trials with sincerity will be allowed to return to the divine's embrace.
Actor No. 1:
Ms. Margherita, is my order ready yet?
Actor No. 2:
I was about to say, I've been waiting quite a while!
Actor No. 3:
Ugh... I'm starving... I've been performing all day...
Actor No. 1:
Sorry... Please wait a moment. There's something wrong with Bakie...
Actor No. 1:
Is that C-MOSS from the Pioneer Association?
Actor No. 2:
Something seems off with him...
Actor No. 3:
*Humph…*
Actor No. 4:
Please, allow me to take a look...
Actor No. 1:
You see that?! There's no such thing as divine punishment!
Actor No. 2:
Hah... I see... I'm starting to understand everything...
Actor No. 1:
Oh... Was that all a dream?
Actor No. 2:
I bet it was just some special effects!
Actor No. 1:
Encore! Encore!
Actor No. 2:
Where do these actors come from? They're amazing...
Actor No. 1:
Oh, this is the kind of photo I'm gonna cherish for life! Gotta send a copy to Rover soon...
Actor No. 1:
Carlotta has really found a gem this time, hasn't she? Hehe...
Actor No. 1:
Ah, I can't be happier than now!
Actor No. 2:
Inspiration! My inspirations are flowing...
Actor No. 3:
It's times like these that make me want to sing!
Actor No. 1:
Raise your glasses! Shout it loud, friends!
Actor No. 2:
Gulp... I love this soda...
Actor No. 3:
Drink your fill, everyone!
Actor No. 1:
Hey, you! Yes, you, the {Male=gentleman;Female=lady} in black clothes! Over here! In the alley!
Zani:
Lady Carlotta has already briefed me on your plan. Along with the other family members, you can count on my full support.
Margherita:
Get some rest, Bakie! I've got this covered!
Margherita:
I'm giving it my all for the Carnevale. It's been ages since the last one!
Phoebe:
I wish you a wonderful time at the Carnevale!
Fulmine:
Thank you for fulfilling his wish! C-Moss looks so happy!
C-MOSS:
*Humph!*
Fulmine:
Are you planning to take the stage during the Carnevale? Please, we'd love to document your performance!
Surprised Citizen:
Did you see that!? There's no such thing as divine punishment. It's all a lie! That sea behemoth from ten years ago? Just a whale!
Awestricken Citizen:
Yeah... Why didn't we think of that before?
Surprised Citizen:
Probably because of the fog that year, and all that strange talk from the Order that had everyone on edge...
Awestricken Citizen:
So then, the ghosts, the dragon, even the fog... Could they all be something else entirely?
Surprised Citizen:
Yeah! What do you say we team up afterward and head out to the sea to investigate? Maybe we'll uncover some incredible secrets. And who knows? We might just become famous!
Thoughtful Citizen:
Oh... Was that all just a dream? The sky was nothing like it is now...
Fully Immersed Citizen:
I think it was just the "special effects" the troupe uses for the show!
Thoughtful Citizen:
Is it...? But the effect felt so... real...
Fully Immersed Citizen:
Well, their actors are clearly a bunch of Resonators. And with so many Echoes helping them, it's not impossible to pull off something like that.
Fully Immersed Citizen:
Think of it as a dream! And honestly, there's nothing wrong with that. The Carnevale is supposed to be dreamy like that!
Appreciative Citizen:
Again! Again! That was a great show!
Astonished Citizen:
Where do these actors come from, though? I heard the Montelli family invited them, but I've never seen them at the previous Carnevales!
Appreciative Citizen:
How many years has it been since we last held the Carnevale? There must've been a lot of people preparing for this during these years, right? It's not unusual to see fresh faces we don't recognize.
Astonished Citizen:
Hmm, makes sense.
Fulmine:
Hi Rover! Have you received the photo?
Fulmine:
It was me who captured it—the moment of your grand curtain call! I've already sent it to you from my Terminal!
Fulmine:
What an incredible show! I could practically feel the heat of it.
Fulmine:
By the way, your performance... "Commedia Improvviso," right? What a bold and innovative style of acting...
Fulmine:
When I get the chance, I'd love to make a documentary about your troupe... Wait, scratch that—opportunities are what we make of them, right?
Fulmine:
I'll be working on the shooting plan soon, and when the time comes, I'd really appreciate your help in reaching out to the troupe.
Nyarla:
Well, well, if it isn't our Laureate for this year! How did you like the mask?
Nyarla:
If you enjoyed it, don't be a stranger. Be sure to visit us more often! Hehe.
Nyarla:
We're truly honored that you won the Laurel wearing one of our customized Masks. I must be the first to thank you for that. It's the best kind of publicity we could ask for.
Nyarla:
This dream of ours is about to shine even brighter, all thanks to you.
Nyarla:
Carlotta has really found a gem this time, hasn't she? Hehe...
This is where the blonde girl stood. Even now, you can sense faint fluctuations in the air. You scan the surroundings, but the mysterious maiden has vanished, leaving no trace behind.
From Carlotta's reaction, it seems that no one but you can perceive her presence.
Who is she? Or what is she? Did she only show up for this year's Carnevale?
The path to answers will certainly be treacherous. But regardless, you possess the will, the determination, and the courage to seek the truth. These qualities will see you through.
Carlotta:
Cartethyia... I will have my family find out more about her.
Carlotta:
If we find out anything, I'll contact you, and we can discuss our next steps together.
Carlotta:
Until then, as you suggested…
Carlotta:
Let's keep this Carnevale going.
Tina:
Hi there! Haha, if it isn't our esteemed Laureate! Finally made it, huh?
Tina:
It's a celebratory dinner hosted by Ms. Carlotta in our honor. And let me tell you—she's quite generous with her money!
Tina:
By the way, have you heard? The Order has granted our troupe free passage in and out of the city. It sounds like a good deal... but there's something about it that doesn't sit right with me.
Tina:
Look, there's an Acolyte over there. He's probably keeping an eye on us... Hah.
Tina:
But enough of that! Here's to you, my friend! To our new Laureate!
Carlotta:
Remember, you're not alone. If anything happens, just let us know.
???:
Hey, you! Yes, you, the {Male=gentleman;Female=lady} in black clothes! Over here! In the alley!
???:
Yeah, don't look around. I'm talking to you! There's something I'd like to tell you... I'll be waiting for you in this alley.
???:
Ah, finally. I can tell at a glance that you are not an ordinary person.
???:
You... You must be a Bloom Bearer from the Black Shores, right?
???:
Mr. Aalto was right. Bloom Bearers attract other Bloom Bearers!
Ariosto:
Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself first. My name's Ariosto, and I am the undercover Bloom Bearer sent here to investigate Rinascita's recent issues.
Ariosto:
The Black Shores has also sent other Bloom Bearers to Rinascita, but to keep things under the radar of the Order, we decided to split up.
Ariosto:
If you head southeast toward Septimont, you'll likely run into some of our colleagues. Compared to Ragunna, Bloom Bearers enjoy a bit more freedom there—less surveillance and fewer rules to follow.
Ariosto:
But... how should I put it? Things aren't quite as smooth in Septimont. Our operations face their own set of challenges, and the Bloom Bearers' work there hasn't been progressing as well as we'd hoped.
Ariosto:
As you know, the Black Shores is a neutral organization, so we don't have the right to meddle in their affairs without the consent of the local officials.
Ariosto:
Our relationship with Rinascita's city-states is… well, "delicate" is one way to put it. We've been providing warnings about the Lament crisis—Ragunna being the prime example, of course.
Ariosto:
By the way... Come closer, gotta keep our voice low for this... Have you run into any... obstructions from the Order during your mission?
Ariosto:
I see. It happened to me as well. On the surface, Ragunna appears peaceful, but behind the scenes, the Order has been plotting something.
Ariosto:
People from the Order was hot on my tail when I was investigating this matter, and even had my Terminal taken from me. Luckily the Montellis extended a helping hand...
Ariosto:
It was the same Ms. Carlotta who told me that a member of the Black Shores would be arriving in Ragunna soon. I decided to find {Male=him;Female=her} quickly and share the information I have.
Ariosto:
I borrowed this costume and a mask from the Montelli to blend in with the crowd, so I could get back to the city during the Carnevale. Well, at least my hard work finally paid off.
Ariosto:
Us Bloom Bearers, we endure hardship, but the Lament must be stopped at all costs! That's our Bloom Bearer Creed!
Ariosto:
You must already have some sense of Ragunna's situation. Now, let me share a wild thought with you...
Ariosto:
You saw that Sentinel statue in Ragunna, right? That statue is strikingly different from the appearance of Sentinel Imperator we recorded in the Tethys System.
Ariosto:
Now, take a deep breath—because I'm about to say something big. What if, just what if... the people of Ragunna have been believing in a false Sentinel all along?
Ariosto:
Wait... Enough talk for today. I can't shake the feeling that we're being watched.
Ariosto:
My mission isn't finished. I'll stay in Rinascita and continue digging into their historical records about the Sentinel. My next stop is Whisperwind Haven. If fate allows, we'll meet again.
Roccia:
You should take center stage for the final bow, Rover.
Brant:
Hear that? The thunderous roar of applause! It has been far too long! This is the true essence of the Carnevale!
Carlotta:
At last, the crisis has been resolved.
With the crisis behind you, you and your companions spend the day basking in cheers and applause.
Later, back at the Palazzo Agrotta, you drift off to sleep, replaying the day's memories from the Carnevale.
Phrolova:
The stage is set, and the curtain rises. Actors, the moment to dazzle has arrived.
Phrolova:
The magic… is ready to unfold.
Hecate (Phrolova):
The night veils the world in darkness, while the feast captivates all. Yet you, remain clear-eyed amidst this revelry.
Hecate (Phrolova):
The honeyed wine has clouded their senses and quenched their flames of avarice, yet it has stoked your bravery and kindled the fire within your heart.
Hecate (Phrolova):
I shall unveil the first prophecy and shatter these burdensome stones—abandon the trifles of sentiment, and you shall ascend the throne.
Hecate (Phrolova):
To achieve this, a sacrifice of fresh blood is demanded—a purge of the Holy Maiden and all heretics.
At last, the day has arrived—the Carnevale!
This long-awaited festival has finally begun, and excitement fills the air. Take a stroll around the bustling streets, check in with your friends, and keep an eye out for anything unusual.
Abby:
I can't wait to explore! Oh, by the way, it's been a while since we last saw Zani and Phoebe. Wonder what they're up to right now...
Rover:
Alright, let's go. We should also keep an eye out for anything unusual along the way.
Here's another "C-MOSS"! You scrutinize his appearance, trying to pinpoint the differences... Oh! Did you block his lens?
This "gentleman" shakes his body, signaling you are positioned just right. He then projects his Echo friends and invites you to join in their performance.
With more pressing matters at hand, you kindly refuse his offer: Maybe next time!
Having just finished their dance, the two Echo actors are already preparing for their next performance.
The dedicated duo bows to you, a gesture of welcome—like a rose bending to greet the morning dew. Welcome!