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Fishing Adventure Island Encounters
Message in a Bottle
If you come across a message in a bottle, don't hesitate to check it out. Who knows, it might be one with precious dreams and hopes inside...
Nannerl:
Drift away. Drift away. Take with you the world I convey...
Nannerl:
I'm making a message in a bottle. I plan to put my entire world inside of it.
Nannerl:
This bottle here is more than enough to make my world blossom.
Nannerl:
My younger brother and I had a passion for music since we were children. We'd practice singing and composing together every day. His talent shone bright, and he ended up joining the Order as a court musician.
Nannerl:
But later, my brother confided in me his desire to chase his dreams. He boarded a Pilgrim's Sail seeking distant shores.
Nannerl:
Since then, we've had no contact. When I heard the rumors about the Pilgrim's Sails, I thought...
Nannerl:
It wasn't until the Carnevale, when the troupe's melodies washed over me, that I felt a sense of deep familiarity.
Nannerl:
I just knew it was his voice, his music. He had become a great composer!
Nannerl:
I know him better than anyone. He's always chased his dreams, and I'm so proud of him. It made me wonder...
Nannerl:
It made me wonder about my own dreams long buried and a childhood lost in the tides. So, I wrote it all in this bottle.
Nannerl:
Yes, but I have second thoughts. Should I really cast this bottle into the sea and chase after my own dreams?
Nannerl:
Yes, your're right.
Nannerl:
Would you mind if we place it in the water together?
Nannerl:
I hope it can carry my world far, far away, reaching wherever my brother is now. With that in mind, we should find a spot with a favorable wind.
Nannerl:
Thank you.
Nannerl:
This spot will do.
You watch Nannerl gently place the bottle into the water. A gentle breeze sweeps by as you watch the waves carry the bottle out to sea.
Nannerl:
Drift away. Drift away. Take with you the world I convey...
Nannerl:
Along with my forgotten childhood and the dreams I abandoned.
Nannerl:
Find your way to my brother, so that he may know of his sister's love.
Nannerl:
And tell him, following his music, Nannerl has put her world into this bottle.
Nannerl:
Now, she will pursue the dreams she once cast aside. She will continue to learn music and compose!
Nannerl:
Thank you.
Nannerl:
I hope one day my brother will find this bottle.
Nannerl:
Then he will realize how proud his sister is of him, and there will be a day when he will listen to Nannerl's own music.
Marco:
Hey there, Rover! Come over and meet Julien. He's a cat that just can't resist the harbor life.
Marco:
Every time I give him a fish and try to talk about his grand feline aspirations, he meows back at me.
Julien:
Meow!
Marco:
He vows to achieve peak cat greatness—catching all the critters! Isn't that right, Julien?
Julien:
Meow... Meow!
Marco:
No doubt about it! If he fufills his birthright, he'll have all the fish he can eat!
Upon hearing the word "fish," Julien begins to meow in excitement. His true feline aspirations are suddenly clear.
Marco:
Outrageous! I thought he saw something in me...
Marco:
Oh, Julien, tell me it's not true! Is it really just about the fish?
Julien:
Meow, meow!
Marco:
Good idea... But I haven't managed to catch a single one today!
Marco:
Oh, really? Would you mind giving me—Ah no, giving Julien a fish?
Marco:
Julien will pay you for it! Well, I'll be the one paying, but you know...
Marco:
Well? Did you catch any fish?
Marco:
Oh, thank you, I'll give it a try right now! Oh, Julien. Come here, Julien. Come get your fishy.
Julien:
Meow!!
Julien happily takes the fish and devours it in seconds, leaving nothing but bones. He then rubs himself against your hand to show his gratitude.
Marco:
Oh, did you see the way he was munching at that thing?
Marco:
Yes, yes! Thank you so much. You helped me realize Julien's real feline aspiration!
Marco:
Here. You earned these!
Julien:
Meow, meow!
Sarah:
Hello there! Have you ever tried "Every Flavor Bell-less Crab" before?
Sarah:
You've actually tried it? Wow, that makes you a real hero!
Sarah:
Eugene says he wants to be a great hero, so I told him he needs to pass the "Every Flavor Bell-less Crab" test.
Sarah:
But since we don't know how to cook it, Eugene's not becoming a hero any time soon.
Eugene:
So much for becoming a hero...
Sarah:
Excuse me, but do you know where we can try that dish? We can pay for it!
Sarah:
Really? Thank you so much, {Male=mister;Female=miss}. We'll wait for you here until you're back!
Eugene:
Take your time...
Sarah:
How did it go, {Male=mister;Female=miss}? Did you find the dish?
Sarah:
Come on, Eugene. Try it!
Eugene:
I wonder what this "Every Flavor Bell-less Crab" tastes like. I hope it's not like raw Sunfish...
Sarah:
It might taste like a Gooberstar. Come on then!
Eugene:
Ah?! That sounds fishy...
Sarah:
Just eat it already, Eugene!
Eugene:
I-I can't do it. I don't want to be a hero no more.
Sarah:
Oh, no, you don't, Eugene! You said you wanted to be a hero!
Sarah:
Hmph, Eugene's such a chicken. But I've got an idea!
Sarah:
Let's try it first. We'll show him how good it is and then he'll want to try it too!
The children stare at you with anticipation as you take a bite of the "Every Flavor Bell-less Crab."
You taste the fresh flavors of the sea, salty and slightly fishy. Overall, it's quite enjoyable.
Sarah:
How is it? What does it taste like?
Eugene:
Are you sure? Let me have a bite...
Eugene:
Good... N-not good... Good again...
You and Sarah watch as Eugene makes funny faces while chewing, but in the end, he finishes his bite. He's a hero now!
Eugene:
Phew... That was delicious. Thank you, now I'm a hero!
Sarah:
Thank you very much, {Male=mister;Female=miss}! Take these. You made Eugene's dreams of becoming a hero come true!
David:
Oh, what am I to do now... I need help, and I need it quickly!
David:
Oh... Just thinking about it makes me shudder! I was minding my own business, fishing away, when I reeled in something downright bizarre.
David:
Our eyes met for a heartbeat before it lunged at me! Took me right back to when I was a boy, the day I got off from school and came across... oh, the terror!
David:
It was by the beach over there. It was some kind of ghostly bird with a mask... Terrifying, I tell you! I didn't know I was fishing for feathered fiends...
David:
It's still wandering about over there. I daren't go fishing now...
David:
R-Really? Please be careful!
Rover:
So he reeled in a Fae Ignis. I'd better get rid of it.
Rover:
It's done. I should tell David it's safe now.
David:
You're back! How'd it go?
David:
A Fae Ignis! Never thought I'd catch a TD...
David:
When my rod took a nosedive, I thought I had hooked a whopper!
David:
Anyway, I can't thank you enough for dealing with that beast! Please, take these as a token of my gratitude.
David:
Huh, huh. With that beast gone, I'll keep fishing!
David:
Ah, not to worry. I've already said my prayers. This is my lucky spot today.
David:
I'll have a fine fish in my bag when all is said and done. Now, off to the beach with me!