Purveyor of Plague
Purveyor of PlagueVolk's Wrath
Dialogue
???There... It is done.
Village ChiefWh-why...?
???To liberate the weak.
Village ChiefWhat? N-no, I... Urk! Urgh...
The PrinceThe mayor was murdered?!
The PrinceAfter all he did to make this village prosper... Who would do this?
RanzalIt ain't just this village. Mayors, lords, and other big-timers are gettin' offed left and right these days.
The PrinceHmm... Didn't we just hear about a pastor who was killed as well? Could the same person be responsible?
RanzalCould be, yeah.
The PrinceWhoever they are, they seem to be targeting the virtuous. But why?
RanzalI dunno, boss, but it stinks to high heaven. I'll take a look around the area, see if I can't dig up a few clues.
The PrinceThank you, Ranzal. Be careful.
RanzalSomethin' about this don't feel right. I've got a major case'a the heebie-jeebies...
Ranzal...Huh?
RanzalAll right, who's there?! Show yer face, ya coward!
???My identity is not important. For I know exactly who you are...Ranzal.
???Son of a lord. Heir to Saint Lotier. A burly, weathered mercenary. And now...a military commander for New Alberia.
???Privileged of birth. Privileged of body. Privileged of friends.
???Irremissible. IRREMISSIBLE!
RanzalNgh!
???Privilege is...an unforgivable sin. Those who bear it trample on those who do not.
???And that... That I cannot overlook. Do you hear me, Ranzal? DO YOU HEAR ME?!
RanzalI hear ya, but you're not makin' any damn sense!
VolkI...am Volk. And I am sick. Sick with WEAKNESS!
VolkFor what is weakness...but a disease? A rampant one.
VolkIt is spread like a plague by those born under its heavy yoke. Surely even you can see that?
RanzalI'm tellin' ya, bub, you're not makin' a lick of sense!
VolkYou... You just happened to be privileged.
VolkHappened to not catch the sickness. That really is all there is to it.
VolkBut cheating sickness is a sin most vile— for it is a product of privilege. And now, Ranzal, you must repent. You...and Zacharias both!
RanzalHold on, what's my dad gotta do with this?!
VolkHe will be made to suffer my disease. As...will YOU!
The PrinceHyaaah!
VolkUrk!
The PrinceRanzal, are you all right?
RanzalEuden, stay back! This cat's no joke!
VolkEuden... The seventh scion of Alberia...
The PrinceWho are you? Are you the one responsible for the recent string of murders?!
VolkYes. This...is salvation. For the weak.
RanzalYou're outta your gourd! The folks what you've been killin' are the ones tryin' to SAVE the damn weak!
VolkYou were born to privilege. You will never understand.
VolkDo you think the weak yearn for strength? Such is the depth of your privilege.
VolkThe weak wish only to SHARE their weakness! They want everyone to wallow with them in squalor and irrelevance!
The PrinceYou think that justifies murder?! That this is some crusade for those less privileged?!
The PrinceThat's not justice!
VolkHeh. Heh heh... Ha ha ha ha ha! HAAAAA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAA!
RanzalWhat's so damn funny?!
VolkAha ha... Ha... What do you know of justice, prince?
VolkWhat do you know of hardship? What COULD you know?!
The PrinceI know what's right.
VolkWe shall see.
RanzalHuh? The hell's goin' on?!
The PrinceDid he just create some sort of spacial distortion?!
RanzalWho ARE you?!
VolkI am... WE are...fangs. For those without. We are AGITO!
RanzalAgito...?
VolkNow, feel my blade of purgation!
Volk's Wrath
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