Tibarn: Well, it’s about time for us to take wing. Ike: We’ve built quite a close bond, haven’t we? Tibarn: This is true. We’re especially grateful for your help in Serenes Forest. The next time you’re visiting the southern coast, come to Phoenicis. The entire country will celebrate your arrival. Ike: The country of the hawk tribe, eh? That would be fun. I’m interested in what kinds of food you eat. Tibarn: We collect berries from trees on peaks that no beorc could climb. The juices and desserts made from it are beyond compare. We have ocean delicacies, mountain treats… We have everything. Ike: I’ll pass on the desserts… But I’ll take extra helpings of meat! Tibarn: Ha ha! Leave it to me. Naesala: I hate to interrupt your gleeful chat, but I thought I should tell you… You don’t have to visit Kilvas. It’s our policy not to invite beorc into our home. Unless they pay well… Ike: Ah, King Kilvas… Despite all of your posturing, you came to our aid in the end! You turned out to be a better ally than I dared hope for. Naesala: Pah! Keep your foolish tongue inside your foolish head! …And don’t tell anyone! I have a reputation to think of. Tibarn: Fare well. And I’m serious about Phoenicis, too. Come anytime! Ulki: General, the bird tribes are in your debt. …We are grateful. Please take care. Janaff: If you ever have need of the king’s eyes, fire a flaming arrow from a high place. I’ll see it and come flying! Um, that is, if I’m not busy on an errand for the king.
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Epilogue
Date: 2015-09-09 04:59 pm (UTC)Phoenicis and Kilvas
Date: 2015-09-09 05:24 pm (UTC)Ike: We’ve built quite a close bond, haven’t we?
Tibarn: This is true. We’re especially grateful for your help in Serenes Forest. The next time you’re visiting the southern coast, come to Phoenicis. The entire country will celebrate your arrival.
Ike: The country of the hawk tribe, eh? That would be fun. I’m interested in what kinds of food you eat.
Tibarn: We collect berries from trees on peaks that no beorc could climb. The juices and desserts made from it are beyond compare. We have ocean delicacies, mountain treats… We have everything.
Ike: I’ll pass on the desserts… But I’ll take extra helpings of meat!
Tibarn: Ha ha! Leave it to me.
Naesala: I hate to interrupt your gleeful chat, but I thought I should tell you… You don’t have to visit Kilvas. It’s our policy not to invite beorc into our home. Unless they pay well…
Ike: Ah, King Kilvas… Despite all of your posturing, you came to our aid in the end! You turned out to be a better ally than I dared hope for.
Naesala: Pah! Keep your foolish tongue inside your foolish head! …And don’t tell anyone! I have a reputation to think of.
Tibarn: Fare well. And I’m serious about Phoenicis, too. Come anytime!
Ulki: General, the bird tribes are in your debt. …We are grateful. Please take care.
Janaff: If you ever have need of the king’s eyes, fire a flaming arrow from a high place. I’ll see it and come flying! Um, that is, if I’m not busy on an errand for the king.