Location: The Elite Patrol, Prison Brawl, Prologue - Longing, Rose Pajamas
The Elite Patrol
Sam: Hey, are you--
Sam: Yep, all flesh and bones.
Sam: ...That he's the worst cook ever? And that's putting it mildly.
Sam: Well, he did have an entirely new kitchen built at the bottom of the Second Level if that's any sign.
Sam: He probably has to bear with it if anything though. It's nothing he has control over.
Sam: The story that goes around is that Dumplings was born amongst some of Swordhaven's nobles.
Sam: Unlike most of them though, his aspiration lied in cooking.
Sam: He's a big fan of our own Gaston who used to be a great chef for the nobles before he came here.
Sam: Pretty much everything he does is in emulation of Gaston, or so he thinks. In reality, you probably couldn't find a worse cook.
Sam: The rumour goes that to prevent themselves from getting poisoned by Dumplings's food or worse...
Sam: ... the nobles pay the Rose a handsome sum of money to have him here and to keep him here.
Sam: I'm guessing you fell prey to his cooking?
Sam: So you got amnesia and... your face. Anything else?
Sam: Common for Dumplings. Sounds like you're one of the luckier ones.
Sam: Well, there is this story of this one Lagoon Goon that's said to have once been a noble of Swordhaven...
Sam: Oh, but where are my manners. I'm Sam.
Sam: Thanks! It's my grandma's.
Sam: It's a magic necklace.
Sam: Hmm... Maybe, but no one needs to know, right? Besides, it's a very useful kind of magic necklace.
Sam: It's a powerful amulet that protects the wearer against magic!
Sam: Oh, it's quite a story all right. *grins* Sit tight and let me tell you all about it.
Sam: And the wizard sold his rare necklace to my Grandmother for 10 gold. 10 gold!
Sam: Aye. Unfortunately... her village laid by a forest between Lymcrest and Falconreach.
Sam: A forest through which the evil Pyromancer Xan's firey army went through years ago... Fire spread and...
Sam: Don't be. I joined the Rose to prevent things like that from happening. So what's your story?
Sam: Yeah, your story. Why you joined the Rose.
Sam: I told you my story, now you tell me yours. I'm not budging from this seat until I've heard everything!
Sam: So sad!
Sam: Hmm? You mean Vince? There isn't much I can do about it. Vince is stronger and taller than I am...
Sam: I don't think you understand how things go around here, Edd.
Sam: Sofist respects strength pretty much above everything else.
Sam: Those who are strong here get their way and can do pretty much anything they want to, especially the members of the Elite Patrol.
Sam: Not only is Vince on the Elite Patrol, but he's the best. He's the strongest Rose Solider in Espina Rosa.
Sam: He can do whatever he wants as long as he stays in the Chief's esteem.
Sam: You don't know what the Elite Patrol is?
Sam: Shhh!! Keep quiet!
Sam: If you're going to mention the Third Level, keep your voice down.
Sam: You don't remember, do you? Figures. I'll explain everything. You asked about the Elite Patrol, I'll start with that.
Sam: The Elite Patrol is the unit that accompanies Sofist on patrols of the Third Level. They are the only ones allowed down there.
Sam: The Elite Patrol is basically composed of some of the strongest Rose Soldiers garrisoned at Espina Rosa.
Sam: Like I said, Sofist isn't keen on the weak.
Sam: He won't have any for the patrol. Second, the thing you need to know about the Third Level is that there is no Third Level.
Sam: Not that way! I mean you should act as if it didn't exist. Anything regarding the Third Level is kept with utmost secrecy and forbiddance.
Sam: For whatever reason, Sofist keeps it that way. He despises that it be brought up.
Sam: No one on the patrol team, in fact, is allowed to talk about what they do down there.
Sam: Sofist severely punishes the entire group if he so much as hears a rumour going around about it. Same thing for anyone he hears talking about it.
Sam: If you value your hide, do not mention it. Ever.
Sam: You might have been able to get away with it once on your tour, but Sofist won't stand for it a second time.
Sam: I don't know, Edd. And it's better not to ask those that do.
Sam: ...I suppose they could. Why do you ask?
Sam: Ha ha! Oh, that's a good one!
Sam: I appreciate the thought, Edd, but that isn't going to happen. Even if you were strong enough, it would take a while for Sofist to recognize you.
Sam: But Vince'll kill you!
Sam: Edd! Please! Don't do it!
Sam: Edd! Get down now! Beg for forgiveness!
Sam: It is?!!
Sam: Edd... Don't go. This isn't like Sofist...
Prologue - Longing
Sam: What's up, Edd?
Sam: There isn't really anyone around the Cafeteria at this hour.
Sam: Besides, aren't you coming to Justin's party?
Sam: Are you kidding?
Sam: Come on, Edd. He didn't call it "First Patrol Party" for nothing! And we couldn't have it without you!
Sam: I guess that's true... Still, why not?
Sam: I think you've done plenty to deserve it. You've changed Espina Rosa. Vince isn't bullying everyone anymore.
Sam: He's even part of the fun in fact!
Sam: Yeah. Even Sofist isn't as grumpy anymore... well slightly less. More than anything though you've made me happy.
Sam: Well... When I first came to Espina Rosa, I didn't have anyone to look up to.
Sam: Now I do. I want to be just like you!
Sam: *Grunting noises*
???: Phew... Well, THAT was one way to wake up...
Sam: Hey guys... *yawn* Time for the morning run, right?
Sam: Yeah... My hair's always awful in the morning.
Sam: Frankly, I just like to keep my helm on all the time. Waaay less of a hassle...
Without Helm Appearance
Thanks to Jay for images, additional dialogue, and corrections.
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