Purveyor of Plague

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Icon Episode Title Summon.pngPurveyor of Plague
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Dialogue

Unknown.png???: There... It is done.

Village Chief: Wh-why...?

Unknown.png???: To liberate the weak.

Village Chief: What? N-no, I... Urk! Urgh...

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: The mayor was murdered?!

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: After all he did to make this village prosper... Who would do this?

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: It ain't just this village. Mayors, lords, and other big-timers are gettin' offed left and right these days.

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: Hmm... Didn't we just hear about a pastor who was killed as well? Could the same person be responsible?

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Could be, yeah.

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: Whoever they are, they seem to be targeting the virtuous. But why?

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: I 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.

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: Thank you, Ranzal. Be careful.

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Somethin' about this don't feel right. I've got a major case'a the heebie-jeebies...

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: ...Huh?

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: All right, who's there?! Show yer face, ya coward!

Unknown.png???: My identity is not important. For I know exactly who you are...Ranzal.

Unknown.png???: Son of a lord. Heir to Saint Lotier. A burly, weathered mercenary. And now...a military commander for New Alberia.

Unknown.png???: Privileged of birth. Privileged of body. Privileged of friends.

Unknown.png???: Irremissible. IRREMISSIBLE!

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Ngh!

Unknown.png???: Privilege is...an unforgivable sin. Those who bear it trample on those who do not.

Unknown.png???: And that... That I cannot overlook. Do you hear me, Ranzal? DO YOU HEAR ME?!

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: I hear ya, but you're not makin' any damn sense!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: I...am Volk. And I am sick. Sick with WEAKNESS!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: For what is weakness...but a disease? A rampant one.

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: It is spread like a plague by those born under its heavy yoke. Surely even you can see that?

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: I'm tellin' ya, bub, you're not makin' a lick of sense!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: You... You just happened to be privileged.

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Happened to not catch the sickness. That really is all there is to it.

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: But cheating sickness is a sin most vile— for it is a product of privilege. And now, Ranzal, you must repent. You...and Zacharias both!

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Hold on, what's my dad gotta do with this?!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: He will be made to suffer my disease. As...will YOU!

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: Hyaaah!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Urk!

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: Ranzal, are you all right?

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Euden, stay back! This cat's no joke!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Euden... The seventh scion of Alberia...

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: Who are you? Are you the one responsible for the recent string of murders?!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Yes. This...is salvation. For the weak.

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: You're outta your gourd! The folks what you've been killin' are the ones tryin' to SAVE the damn weak!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: You were born to privilege. You will never understand.

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Do you think the weak yearn for strength? Such is the depth of your privilege.

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: The weak wish only to SHARE their weakness! They want everyone to wallow with them in squalor and irrelevance!

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: You think that justifies murder?! That this is some crusade for those less privileged?!

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: That's not justice!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Heh. Heh heh... Ha ha ha ha ha! HAAAAA HA HA HA HA HAAAAAAA!

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: What's so damn funny?!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Aha ha... Ha... What do you know of justice, prince?

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: What do you know of hardship? What COULD you know?!

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: I know what's right.

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: We shall see.

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Huh? The hell's goin' on?!

100001 08 r05.pngGala Prince: Did he just create some sort of spacial distortion?!

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Who ARE you?!

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: I am... WE are...fangs. For those without. We are AGITO!

100003 01 r04.pngRanzal: Agito...?

100033 01 base portrait.pngVolk: Now, feel my blade of purgation!