Epindel — Quotes

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I am Epindel de Orlan. Are you my Captain?
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The Falconet of Orlan greets you.
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In the name of Orlan.
Lobby Standby #1
Here's the list of training I completed while you were away. Please review it when you can.
Lobby Standby #2
Oh, I didn't even realize you were gone.
Lobby Standby (Affection) #1Favor 5
What? Waiting? I was simply enjoying a moment of peace. ...I said I wasn't waiting.
Lobby Standby (Affection) #2Favor 5
If you keep me waiting any longer, you might regret it. Standing me up doesn't come cheap.
Lobby Touch #1
Time continues to pass, even now.
Lobby Touch #2
If you don't ride the wind, you're just wasting it.
Lobby Touch #3
When will Lady Stranis finally grow up...?
Lobby Touch #4
A falconet must soar higher than any other. But not once have I regretted bearing that name.
Lobby Touch #5
Hawks do not feel loneliness. ...There is, after all, only one ruler of the sky.
Lobby Touch #6
Nobility is given, but noble bearing must be earned.
Lobby Touch (Affection) #1Favor 10
Would you mind not standing quite so close? ...P-people might be watching.
Lobby Touch (Affection) #2Favor 10
...Hmm? I-I wasn't watching you or anything.
Pet Savior (Affection) #1Favor 20
H-hgk... C-Captain?
Pet Savior (Affection) #2Favor 20
A-are we really that close?
Background Touch #1
Hmm? Over there?
Background Touch #2
I don't see anything in particular...
Limit Break
...Oh, this actually helps.
Gift Appreciation Line #1
Oh, a gift? I'll gladly accept.
Gift Appreciation Line #2
You've surprised me. You have an eye for these things.
Battle Victory #1
Shall we move on to the next?
Battle Victory #2
Ahem. Well, that was manageable.
Battle Defeat #1
...This is unthinkable.
Battle Defeat #2
To fall here... like this...
Gauntlet Draft Selection
You're just another obstacle to overcome.

Journey

Helping the weak is also a noble's duty.
This isn't exactly the kind of event where a noble needs to get their hands dirty… And no, it's not because I'm afraid I can't pull it out.
Well… shall I guide you?
You must be the Captain of the Journey.
Greetings. I am Epindel, the Falconet of Orlan.
Orlan holds your Journey in high regard, and so they have sent me—the next head of the house—as your aide.
Please do not take this goodwill lightly.
Sigh… the wind isn't on our side.
That bird is soaked and can't fly away.
…For some reason, it doesn't feel like someone else's problem.
I don't particularly require rest… though if you wish.
I agree.
Ah—?! The fog suddenly…! Captain, you're still there…?
The heir of Orlan must maintain a mind as calm as still water in any situation.
So a bit of thunder and lightning… cannot unsettle me.
Heh. Even the wind seems to be pushing Orlan forward.
Hot, you ask? Hah… of course it is.
But as the heir of House Orlan, I must maintain my composure. I trust you understand.
…Even in bitter cold, the Falconet of Orlan can fly without hesitation—A-acho!
H-Hmph! There was simply too much dust in the air.
I did not fulfill my duty expecting a reward, but… I suppose I can accept this much.
That technique where you leap high and strike downward… I find it intriguing.
I wish you luck. You'll certainly need it when facing the Falconet of Orlan.
So even in lands of bitter cold, culture still blooms…
Human resolve can be quite surprising at times.
The quickest solution would be to use a sword…
But causing too much of a spectacle might dampen the festival atmosphere.
There's no need to look at me with such surprise.
Eating lavish banquets every meal isn't nobility—it's vulgar indulgence.
Chin up, back straight, and walk with proper composure.
A leader of Orlan must carry themselves accordingly.
Nobles have pursuits befitting their status. Chasing runaway dogs is not among them.
…It's not because I'm afraid of dogs.
To think that Aselto, a leading figure of auteur theatre, would direct such a populist play…
Ahem, Captain. You might want to wipe the… drool at the corner of your mouth.
Please keep this matter confidential.
I don't need a maid or medical staff.
Would you… stay by my side for a moment?

Journey

Helping the weak is also a noble's duty.

This isn't exactly the kind of event where a noble needs to get their hands dirty… And no, it's not because I'm afraid I can't pull it out.

Well… shall I guide you?

You must be the Captain of the Journey.

Greetings. I am Epindel, the Falconet of Orlan.

Orlan holds your Journey in high regard, and so they have sent me—the next head of the house—as your aide.

Please do not take this goodwill lightly.

Sigh… the wind isn't on our side.

That bird is soaked and can't fly away.

…For some reason, it doesn't feel like someone else's problem.

I don't particularly require rest… though if you wish.

I agree.

Ah—?! The fog suddenly…! Captain, you're still there…?

The heir of Orlan must maintain a mind as calm as still water in any situation.

So a bit of thunder and lightning… cannot unsettle me.

Heh. Even the wind seems to be pushing Orlan forward.

Hot, you ask? Hah… of course it is.

But as the heir of House Orlan, I must maintain my composure. I trust you understand.

…Even in bitter cold, the Falconet of Orlan can fly without hesitation—A-acho!

H-Hmph! There was simply too much dust in the air.

I did not fulfill my duty expecting a reward, but… I suppose I can accept this much.

That technique where you leap high and strike downward… I find it intriguing.

I wish you luck. You'll certainly need it when facing the Falconet of Orlan.

So even in lands of bitter cold, culture still blooms…

Human resolve can be quite surprising at times.

The quickest solution would be to use a sword…

But causing too much of a spectacle might dampen the festival atmosphere.

There's no need to look at me with such surprise.

Eating lavish banquets every meal isn't nobility—it's vulgar indulgence.

Chin up, back straight, and walk with proper composure.

A leader of Orlan must carry themselves accordingly.

Nobles have pursuits befitting their status. Chasing runaway dogs is not among them.

…It's not because I'm afraid of dogs.

To think that Aselto, a leading figure of auteur theatre, would direct such a populist play…

Ahem, Captain. You might want to wipe the… drool at the corner of your mouth.

Please keep this matter confidential.

I don't need a maid or medical staff.

Would you… stay by my side for a moment?