All of the names in this memory are currently blocked out, with the exception of Harry, the Don's grandson, and "Don", which is a title and not a name.
Summary—
You enter a town at what seems to be dusk, accompanied by Dog, Girl in White, Girl in Red, Pirate Girl, and Sketchy Guy. Boy comes charging towards you. Something terrible has happened!
You and the party discuss rising tensions between guilds, what the Union owes a guild called Palestralle for... the death of their leader, from the sounds of it. And 'the Don', whoever that is, has been planning to sacrifice his own life in return.
You follow Boy to a crowd, gathered in the city square, where an older man kneels. You know he's prepared to die here, today, momentarily, but he still takes the time to make a request of Sketchy Guy and give the kids in your party some advice.
Guild hecklers sarcastically tell the Don that they're "so grateful" for everything his idiot grandson's done for them, and the Don responds that that idiot is a full member of the Union, and that his actions are their responsibility. The Don will let his death be recompense.
Girl in White and Girl in Red are both taking this hard in their own ways.
The Don speaks to the crowd, asking who will be his second. There's a long, uncomfortable silence, as everyone in the square exchanges glances — then you speak up. "It would be my honor," you say.
He's a little amused, observing that you're stuck doing a job nobody much wants. You tell him it's mutual. He promises to save you a spot in hell, and you tell him you don't think they'll let you in to the hell he's going to.
He says he won't forget your attitude. You say you won't forget his resolve.
And then...
You're not sure how much time passes. You're only vaguely aware of leaving the square, heading into the Union's headquarters. There's just this haze over everything in the memory. When you come back to yourself, Girl in White and Girl in Red are talking about how everyone seems to have calmed down. Boy's taking the Don's passing pretty hard, though, and Pirate Girl is — well, you suppose she's probably checking out the underground canal, like the Don told her to.
You know you've got some things to figure out for yourself, how your own guild — Brave Vesperia — should be run.
You push off from the wall and tell the girls you're going for a walk.
But as soon as you've got the door closed behind you, you lean against it. Shut your eyes for a moment.
Now your hands have killed someone you never wanted to kill. You can still feel the weight of the sword, the sharp impact—
"You really were a piece of work, old man."
Notables—
It's the whole party! Or... most of it, anyway. Krityan Woman isn't here.
A city you don't recognize, though you were familiar with it in the memory.
Oh! You've started up a guild, apparently. That's news.
(Everything in the skit at the end of the memory was said out loud. You talk to yourself a fair bit.)
Memory #16 [cw: assisted suicide]
Video—
- Here. Memory ends at ~31:18 (~6 minutes).
- All of the names in this memory are currently blocked out, with the exception of Harry, the Don's grandson, and "Don", which is a title and not a name.
Summary—- You enter a town at what seems to be dusk, accompanied by Dog, Girl in White, Girl in Red, Pirate Girl, and Sketchy Guy. Boy comes charging towards you. Something terrible has happened!
- You and the party discuss rising tensions between guilds, what the Union owes a guild called Palestralle for... the death of their leader, from the sounds of it. And 'the Don', whoever that is, has been planning to sacrifice his own life in return.
- You follow Boy to a crowd, gathered in the city square, where an older man kneels. You know he's prepared to die here, today, momentarily, but he still takes the time to make a request of Sketchy Guy and give the kids in your party some advice.
- Guild hecklers sarcastically tell the Don that they're "so grateful" for everything his idiot grandson's done for them, and the Don responds that that idiot is a full member of the Union, and that his actions are their responsibility. The Don will let his death be recompense.
- Girl in White and Girl in Red are both taking this hard in their own ways.
- The Don speaks to the crowd, asking who will be his second. There's a long, uncomfortable silence, as everyone in the square exchanges glances — then you speak up. "It would be my honor," you say.
- He's a little amused, observing that you're stuck doing a job nobody much wants. You tell him it's mutual. He promises to save you a spot in hell, and you tell him you don't think they'll let you in to the hell he's going to.
- He says he won't forget your attitude. You say you won't forget his resolve.
- And then...
- You're not sure how much time passes. You're only vaguely aware of leaving the square, heading into the Union's headquarters. There's just this haze over everything in the memory. When you come back to yourself, Girl in White and Girl in Red are talking about how everyone seems to have calmed down. Boy's taking the Don's passing pretty hard, though, and Pirate Girl is — well, you suppose she's probably checking out the underground canal, like the Don told her to.
- You know you've got some things to figure out for yourself, how your own guild — Brave Vesperia — should be run.
- You push off from the wall and tell the girls you're going for a walk.
- But as soon as you've got the door closed behind you, you lean against it. Shut your eyes for a moment.
- Now your hands have killed someone you never wanted to kill. You can still feel the weight of the sword, the sharp impact—
- "You really were a piece of work, old man."
Notables—- It's the whole party! Or... most of it, anyway. Krityan Woman isn't here.
- A city you don't recognize, though you were familiar with it in the memory.
- Oh! You've started up a guild, apparently. That's news.
- (Everything in the skit at the end of the memory was said out loud. You talk to yourself a fair bit.)
Internally—