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==0628== {{spoiler|start}} Carver: Whoa! How 'bout that? I feel like a new man now! Milly: That man's existence is a real ray of light in this dark, dark world. Ashlynn: Whew! It's like I just woke up from the best night's sleep of my life! Nevan: Ahhh... I feel like I've been reborn. Amos: We're all lookin' bright-eyed and bushy-tailed this mornin'! Terry: I'm in prime fighting condition! Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie...feel good...! (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing, boing! B-Boing! Carver: Huh. So that priest's hidin' out here from the Archfiend's goons, aye? Carver: We oughta be the ones helpin' him out, not the other way around! Milly: Let's try our best to make sure that these two can return to a world of light! Ashlynn: What a nice priest! I can't wait to beat the Archfiend so we can get him out of this place! Nevan: The Goddess watches over us no matter where we are. We are truly blessed. Amos: I feel sorry for that poor priest, havin' to hang round here. Terry: Let's get going, Hero. Lizzie: (snarl) This...good place to relax... (slobber) Goober: Boing boing! Boing boing! Carver: What's up with this joint? It's like a fortress 'n everything like that. Milly: This is a rather imposing structure. Ashlynn: Is this... Is this Gallows Moor...? Nevan: There appears to be an enormous figure standing guard at the entrance. Amos: The smell of fear's in the air round here. Terry: So is this whole place a kind of prison? Lizzie: (snarl) This place solid...like armour... (spit) Goober: Boing! Boing! Carver: This is more like a castle than a town, aye? Milly: The door behind the giant guard seems to be the only way in. Ashlynn: They built this place like an island, huh? To keep the prisoners inside, I suppose. Nevan: The guards at the entrance are no regular sentries... Amos: There's somethin' really dauntin' about this place. Terry: Let's steel ourselves and get going, Hero. Lizzie: (snarl) Gallows Moor... Not sound like...nice place... (spit) Goober: (slurp) Carver: Hardy har! Now we're gettin' a little respect, aye? Milly: Brother...? He must mean that other gatekeeper over there. Ashlynn: Tee hee! If that was his idea of “hell”, then I guess it's not such a bad place, huh? Nevan: Although we beat him, he seems to be well-disposed to us now. Amos: His brother's been waiting for us!? Is he an old friend of yours, Hero? Terry: There's another giant like this up ahead. Is he going to be our next opponent? Lizzie: (snarl) Let's climb stairs... (snarl) Goober: Boing boing! (jiggle) Carver: Crikey! And here I was all pumped to bust some heads! Milly: Wonderful! Now we've got the jailor's key, we'll be able to move around freely! Ashlynn: Well, isn't this getting interesting... Nevan: So rather than put up a fight, we'll act as if we've been captured. Got it. Amos: Pretend to be prisoners, he reckons!? This had better not be some kind of trap! Terry: So Blackmar's the big boss round here... Lizzie: (snarl) At last...we go in... (spit) Goober: Boing! Boing boing! Carver: We're in, aye? Well, we're in deeper than I would've liked, but beggars can't be choosers 'n everything like that. Carver: Anyway, let's get down to business! Milly: There doesn't seem to be anyone keeping watch... Milly: We've got the key, so let's go and take a look around. Ashlynn: Hmm... Lots of twisty halls down here, huh? Ashlynn: Getting out might be tougher than getting in. Nevan: There's no sense in just sitting here. Some action is required! Amos: Is there anythin' worse than bein' locked up in a dingy cell? Amos: You can't help gettin' the feelin' you've done somethin' wrong. Terry: Looks like this place is crawling with guards. Terry: We're going to have to pick our fights carefully if we want to get out of here alive. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie tired of cell... Time to get out... (spit) Goober: Boing! (slurp) Carver: Hardy har! They sure ain't sleepin' on the job, aye? Carver: At least they didn't swipe our jailor's key. Milly: Even if the guards find us escaping, it doesn't seem like they'll do anything... Ashlynn: Boy, those guards are real dummies, huh? Like, they didn't even bother to figure out how we escaped. Ashlynn: Let's try to keep outta their sight next time, okay? Nevan: That was a bit unnerving, I confess. Amos: Playin' hide-and-seek for real really gets your heart racin'. Terry: We could take a single guard down without breaking a sweat. Terry: But we need to think of a smart way to do this that won't aggravate the situation. Lizzie: (snarl) Caught...again... (spit) Goober: Boing! (jiggle) Carver: Huh. What's this place all about, aye? It ain't nothin' like the jail cells upstairs. Milly: This is no ordinary prison... Ashlynn: I think there's someone in there... Nevan: That door is glimmering. Amos: Old Amos's heart is racin'! We could get slung back in that cell. Terry: Hero, we need to be prepared to do battle at a moment's notice. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie sense...human inside... (spit) Goober: Boing boing! Carver: Yeowch! That's the first time a door's ever slammed me! Milly: There did seem to be someone on the other side of that door... Ashlynn: Ouch, ouch, ouch! It's like my whole body's tingling! Nevan: I-I'm sh-sh-shaking... P-Please don't t-touch me... Amos: That took me aback, I tell you! Terry: There's some special kind of set-up here. Lizzie: (snarl) Sh-Sh-Shock... Sh-Sh-Shaking... (slobber) Goober: (slurp) Boing. Carver: Blimey! Who would've thought we'd find Captain Blade here, of all places? Milly: Captain Blade seems to be doing rather well... What a relief! Ashlynn: Hmm... Don't these uniforms seem kinda big for little ol' me? Nevan: Guard uniforms! With these, we'll be able to walk around without arousing any suspicion. Amos: Good ol' Captain Blade! He was alive all along! Terry: So to summarise – we destroy Blackmar, problem solved. Lizzie: (snarl) First time...Lizzie meet...Captain Blade... (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing! Carver: This disguise seems pretty foolproof, huh? So let's hope the guards here are fools. Milly: Hee hee. They actually feel rather good. Ashlynn: Ugh, this outfit is practically falling off my body! Nevan: Does this uniform really suit me? Amos: Hey, Hero – see if you can spot old Amos! Amos: Here I am! Ha ha ha! Terry: This uniform isn't my style, but if it fools the guards, it's all worthwhile. Lizzie: (snarl) Uniform tight... Might rip... Grrrargh... (spit) Goober: Boing. Carver: How 'bout that Blade, aye? Of all the people to find here... I still can't believe it! Milly: I can't wait to tell everyone in Somnia that Captain Blade is alive and well – they'll be delighted! Ashlynn: You'd tell me if my butt looks big in that uniform, right? Nevan: If we were wearing the guard uniforms, we'd be able to walk around Gallows Moor freely. Amos: Blimey. It might be a struggle pullin' these guard uniforms on over our armour. Terry: So you and Carver used to be under the command of Captain Blade... Terry: I'll bet you're happy to be able to show him how much stronger you've grown. Lizzie: (snarl) Let's wear...guard uniform... (slobber) Goober: (slurp) Boing! Carver: Good thing the Captain came through for us, aye? Now we can stomp around like we own the place... Milly: I must admit, my heart is pounding under this uniform. Ashlynn: Oh, yikes! I better keep my head down, huh? It'd be bad news if anyone got a look at my face. Ashlynn: I mean, I'm way too cute to be a soldier. Our cover would be blown! Nevan: ...This top button is rather tight. I pray it doesn't stop the blood supply to my brain. Amos: Left, right! Left, right! ...Bloomin' heck! This marchin' lark's harder than it looks! Terry: Let's keep our voices down. The other guards might smell a rat. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie really...look like guard...? Hmm... (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing. Carver: I'm feelin' a little exposed here. Maybe we should put on those guard uniforms, aye? Milly: Let's put the guard uniforms back on. We don't want to get caught again. Ashlynn: My uniform's, like, six sizes too big for me. I need both hands to keep my pants up! Nevan: I remove my glasses when I'm wearing the guard uniform, so it can be rather tricky to see my way. Amos: I think we'd better practise changin' into those guard uniforms at a moment's notice. Terry: Hero, I get the feeling we'd better wear the guard uniforms here. Lizzie: (snarl) If uniform split...Lizzie in trouble... (slobber) Goober: Boing boing? Carver: I knew that was gonna happen! Of course they'll spot us lookin' like this... Milly: Back to square one again... Ashlynn: We have a complete set of guard uniforms! Like, why aren't we using them? Nevan: Perhaps our strategy requires a rethink? Amos: Seems these guards are sharper than we thought. Terry: How have we ended up back here? Lizzie: (snarl) Back in cell...again... (slobber) Goober: Boing! Boing! (slurp) Carver: Outstandin'! He doesn't suspect a thing! Milly: Let's try and avoid chatting too much... Ashlynn: Oh, shoot, what do we say back? Ahem. Uh, keep up the good work and stuff, too, comrade! Amos: Simple as that! Terry: Shhh... Goober: Boing? Carver: Looks like prison life hasn't sunk the nun's spirits yet. Thank the Goddess for that. Milly: She clearly thinks we're prison guards – that's why she's so cagey. Ashlynn: Oh, right! She thinks we're prison guards, huh? Nevan: That admirable nun will dispense advice about the road of life even to her captors. Amos: Shall we try chattin' to her without these guard uniforms on? Terry: It can't be right to put someone so pure-hearted in solitary confinement. Terry: Or maybe it's precisely her pure heart that landed her in here to begin with. Lizzie: (snarl) That lady... Spirit very strong... (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing. Carver: We'd better listen to the nun and run, aye? Carver: We'll come back and see her after we've finished casin' the joint. Milly: Well, now the nun knows that we're on her side. Milly: Let's come back when we've found a way of getting her out of here. Ashlynn: Ugh... Could this uniform be any harder to deal with? It's so baggy! Nevan: There is much I would like to ask that nun, but there simply isn't time. Amos: Puttin' such a pure soul in a place like this is a cryin' shame! Amos: All the bad sorts in this town would be locked up if old Amos had anythin' to do with it. Terry: If we speak to her any longer, the guards will get suspicious. We need to get going. Lizzie: (snarl) Changing into uniform...tough for Lizzie... (slobber) Goober: Boing boing! Carver: The guards must be keepin' a close eye on that nun, aye? Milly: I could sense the warmth in that nun's heart. She really is an inspirational person. Ashlynn: The poor lady... I sure hope we can bust her out of here soon. Nevan: No matter how many sermons she gives, they have little chance of getting through to these guards. Amos: Ha ha! They think we're their mates! Terry: She's one heck of a nun, that's for sure. Lizzie: (snarl) Hope nun...freed soon... (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing! Carver: Our disguises must be doin' the job, aye? Carver: Hope our luck holds out. I'd like to get some more leads while we're down here. Milly: Hee hee. He clearly had no idea he was talking to an impostor. Ashlynn: Whoa! My heart was racing there! I thought for sure he'd gotten a look at my face! Nevan: It seems they can't see through our ruse. Nevan: Shall we steel ourselves and try going upstairs? Amos: Hero, maybe we shouldn't be chattin' to these guards. Amos: If they see through our disguises, we'll be straight back in the cell. Terry: These guard uniforms are working great. Lizzie: (snarl) Strange they think...Lizzie is guard... (spit) Goober: Boing. B-Boing... Carver: Crikey, he ain't happy... Milly: It doesn't look like he's realised who we really are. Ashlynn: We're lucky nobody's tried to attack us in these outfits yet, huh? Nevan: Perhaps we should revert to our original dress. Amos: That lad looks like he could put up a fight. Terry: He's not going to listen to a word we say. Lizzie: (slobber) That man...very worked up... (spit) Goober: Boing boing! Carver: Crikey! I didn't expect that. He's a lot nicer than he looks, aye? Milly: We'd love to go and help her, but it's out of the question at the moment. Milly: We're going to get caught if we don't get out of here as soon as we're done investigating. Ashlynn: Sister Anne must mean a lot to people down here. Nevan: We must rescue that man along with Sister Anne. Amos: If that lad keeps speakin' at the top of his voice, we're all goin' to get rumbled. Terry: We'll need to take our leave for now. Lizzie: (snarl) Sister...Anne... (spit) Goober: Boing boing. Boing... Carver: This must be the “town” part of Gallows Moor, aye? A town within a prison... Milly: It seems there are a lot of people living here. Ashlynn: These guard uniforms aren't making us any friends around here... Ashlynn: We should probably take them off if we want to learn anything useful. Nevan: Wearing the guard uniforms, we can get a sense of the suffering inflicted on the town's people. Amos: This place is bloomin' big. Amos: It's goin' to take us a fair while to explore the place. Let's take our time. Terry: I reckon it would be okay to take off the guard uniforms while we're walking round here. Lizzie: (snarl) Pretending to be guard...tough... (spit) Goober: (slurp) Boing? Carver: We better remember to put those uniforms on when we go back down, aye? Milly: If we're dressed like this, people should tell us what they really think. Ashlynn: People here must think we're a new batch of prisoners or something. Nevan: Hero, let's make sure we don't forget to wear the uniforms when we head out. Amos: Ah, it's nice to get out of those uniforms. Terry: People here seem to be living in grinding poverty. Lizzie: (snarl) Many people...imprisoned... (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing. Carver: His brother must be that burly fella down there, aye? Milly: He seems to be the brother of that fellow who's alone in the cell downstairs. Milly: I wonder why his brother's the only one in solitary...? Ashlynn: You might be dressed as a bad guy, Hero, but you're sure not acting like one. Nevan: If we speak to him without the uniforms, we may learn more. Amos: It's bloomin' hard to keep up this fierce expression. Terry: Actually., we're on his side. But in these uniforms, we've got no choice but to play the part. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie not like...pretending... (slobber) Goober: Boing? (jiggle) Carver: I know we can't be nice to folks if we wanna protect our cover... Carver: But crikey! Did ya have to take it that far? Milly: We already look like the Archfiend's henchmen – surely we don't have to act like them too? Ashlynn: Sheesh. Maybe we're getting too into this “evil henchmen” stuff. Nevan: I know we should get into character while wearing these uniforms, but that's rather harsh... Amos: Are you sure you did the right thing by lyin' to him, Hero? Terry: You're really inhabiting the role, Hero. Lizzie: (snarl) Man below...seemed fine... (slobber) Goober: Boing!? Carver: The guillotine!? They'd sentence him to death for that? Carver: We should help the fella, Hero! Milly: It doesn't seem his brother's fate is sealed just yet... Ashlynn: He must be worried sick about his brother... Nevan: We can't stand idly by while his brother faces the guillotine. Amos: Is horrible stuff like that really goin' on here!? Terry: Now we're here, they can't do as they please any more. Right, Hero? Lizzie: (snarl) Guillotine...dangerous... (slobber) Goober: Boing! (slurp) Carver: Blimey! The guards really strike fear into folks around here, aye? Milly: That merchant must have been in the weapons trade. Ashlynn: Did you see how wide his eyes got when he caught site of us? Nevan: The people here are truly terrified of the guards. Amos: Pullin' this scary guard face is makin' old Amos's muscles ache. Terry: Super-strong weapons...? Lizzie: (slobber) That man...afraid... (spit) Goober: Boing, boing, boing! Carver: That's a weapon-seller, alright! Likely a good one, too. Milly: So he was suddenly brought here from the outside world? Milly: I don't know what he invented, but it doesn't seem the Archfiend was too happy about it... Ashlynn: Imagine, your life's perfect one day and you're in prison the next. What a shock! Nevan: If the Archfiend turns his dread gaze on our arms now, it's all over. Amos: I wonder how much our weapons are worth. Just out of interest, you know. Terry: He seems pretty interested in our armoury. Lizzie: (snarl) That man...weapon seller...? (slobber) Goober: (jiggle) Carver: I couldn't agree with her more, but... Milly: The Archfiend, a common killer... She's not wrong, but he's much more than that. Ashlynn: Boy, she'd be in BIG trouble if we were real guards. Nevan: That woman isn't so much courageous as she is simply at the end of her tether. Amos: That merchant looks like he'd risk his life to protect that woman. Terry: He shouldn't worry – we pose no threat to them. Lizzie: (snarl) Being fake guard...difficult work... (spit) Goober: Boing? Boing? Carver: Takin' it hard, ain't she? Poor gal. Milly: She must be fit to burst with emotional frustration. Ashlynn: I hope this experience doesn't, like, scar her for life or anything... Nevan: She looks to be at her wit's end. It's painful to behold. Amos: Let's get these folks out of here and livin' in peace! Terry: All these people want is the quiet life. Lizzie: (snarl) Everyone hate...Archfiend... (spit) Goober: Boing? Carver: Sheesh. We're bad guys from the get-go with him, aye? Milly: I wonder who his father could be? Ashlynn: Ugh, I hate walking around in these uniforms! Nevan: That boy is fortunate we aren't real guards. If we were, his words would not go unpunished. Amos: I just hope the guards here don't teach his dad a lesson. Terry: I wonder who this kid's dad is. Lizzie: (snarl) We'll teach...them lesson... (slobber) Goober: Boing boing!? Carver: So he's the leader, but he's keepin' it a secret from the guards, aye? Carver: Why does he have to do that? Would something bad happen if he didn't? Milly: I do wonder who his father could be – he doesn't seem to be anywhere around here. Ashlynn: “Leader”? What, like, the mayor or something? And why the secrecy? Nevan: So the town's people have a clandestine leader. Nevan: There may well be things afoot under the surface in Gallows Moor. Amos: If the soldiers find out what his dad's up to, that lad's goin' to be in hot water and no mistake. Terry: If that kid's right, there could be some interesting developments on the cards. Lizzie: (snarl) Town leader...? Lizzie not tell anyone... (spit) Goober: Boing? Carver: Crikey. Even kids got thrown into Gallows Moor? Milly: It would seem that that child is a new arrival here. Milly: She'd be better off not knowing anything about this place, but there's no chance of that happening... Ashlynn: What would the Archfiend even want with kids that young? Nevan: Doubtless, that child's father is beside himself with worry about his daughter. Nevan: Anyone who takes pleasure in the misery of others cannot be forgiven. The Archfiend will pay... Amos: I bet any lake in this miserable world would be bone dry anyway. Terry: So the kids aren't even allowed to play outside... Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie have no tears...but crying inside... (spit) Goober: (slurp) Boing... Carver: I ain't about to do anythin' to anyone here...not that she'd believe me. Milly: Now we know how much misery the guards put these people through on a daily basis. Ashlynn: Hold on... Do the guards really beat up kids around here!? Nevan: I never thought such a tragic plea would ever be directed at us. Amos: Does old Amos really look that terrifyin' when he's dressed as a guard? Terry: Tch... The guards here are beneath contempt. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie not like...being fake guard... (slobber) Goober: Boing, boing, boing, boing. Carver: That's kids for you, aye? Even in a pit like this, they can find ways to have fun. Carver: We gotta get 'em back to their world while they're still innocent 'n everything like that. Milly: We've got to do something about Gallows Moor – for the sake of these children! Ashlynn: I must have a childish spirit, too. I can have fun anywhere! Nevan: In those children's eyes, even I probably look old. Amos: If we all reverted to bein' children, we wouldn't be fit to take on Blackmar. Terry: That woman thinks too much. We need action, not words. Terry: Defeat Blackmar. Defeat the Archfiend. That's it. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie look old...but actually young... (slobber) Goober: Boing! B-Boing! Carver: Ain't no way we'll get the truth in these getups. Carver: We'd better drop the guard act if we want any solid info. Milly: He was genuinely terrified of us... Ashlynn: Isn't it sad how you have to grovel to the guards around here just to survive? Nevan: Just imagining the whole world in this state gives me a chill. Amos: That poor lad's smile looks a tad forced. Terry: We can't encourage him in these uniforms. Lizzie: (snarl) Lizzie tired...being fake guard... (spit) Goober: Boing... Carver: The whole point of this place is to torment its citizens... Carver: That really drives home what makes Mortamor tick, aye? Milly: We need to find a way of defeating Blackmar before we're swallowed up by this prison as well. Ashlynn: Sounds like he's pretty much resigned to his fate here, huh? Nevan: Listening to that man's words makes my blood boil. Amos: That fellow's assessment of the situation couldn't be clearer. Terry: Nowhere else we've been touches this town in terms of pure misery. Lizzie: (snarl) Whole town...big prison... (spit) Goober: Boing, boing, boing, boing! Carver: A power-packed seed, aye? We gotta get one of those! Milly: What we need right now is a seed of hope, not a seed of power. Ashlynn: I hope he can finish that seed and then give one to everyone in town! Nevan: A power-packed seed? If that fell into the monsters' claws, all hell might break loose. Amos: He doesn't look much like he's conductin' important research. {{spoiler|end}}
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