Part 44: Goon Playthrough - Part 44

And with your looks, you'll find the right one in no time.


Ha! Thank you for this brazen attempt at flattery. You're very kind.


At your service.


Thank you, Cinders. This has been very helpful. You listened to me and addressed my doubts. I am grateful.


It's been a pleasure.


You helped me all you could, and now it's time for me to think about it on my own. Should I escort you back to your residence?




Since I'm already here, I think I'll go and visit my mother's grave. It's nearby, and as someone recently pointed out to me, I should start taking care of it more diligently.


So... You're just going to go for a little stroll? To the cemetery? You really are something else. I guess it isn't the first time you snuck out at night, though. Besides, what harm can the dead inflict upon you, right?


Exactly.


In that case, may I at least accompany you on your way to the cemetery?


Of course.




It was a while since my last visit. I'm sorry. I've had the most intense week, a bit crazy actually. I feel like my head's so full with thoughts about what's been going on that it will burst any second now. I met your old friend, Ghede. She told me quite a lot about you. I can't believe how different it was—you were—in comparison with what Father used to tell me. I'm sure you'd know what to do now. Ghede said you were smart and strong.




What? Who said that? Where are you?



???
We are here to aid you.


Alright. If you're so helpful, why don't you show yourself?

???
As you wish.






Who are you?


I am the Fairy of the Lake. The one who is praised and feared by souls elated and those of broken spirit.


Fairy of the Lake? What?!


You forgot, but we did not. We honor the Concord with your Mother. You forgot everything that had happened, you forgot your mother's sacrifice. We have come because you are in need, we have come because we remember. We offer aid, but it has a price. Your mother knew it well—be careful, for it may cost you dearly.




Yes, you have lost the knowledge which your mother had. She was always so close to us, so mindful of our presence, our ways. She knew how to dance with us, and how to sing for us. She knew about the way a Concord is made. She also knew about the weight of the Price—that it is never equal to the weight of aid. It grows with time, it blooms, and is reaped. She made her sacrifice to bind us and make us watch over you. We are here. We offer aid.


What are you saying? That my mother somehow sacrificed herself for me? I really doubt that.


You can play with your doubts as much as you please, as long as your belief in us remains unspoilt.


I really can't remember a single situation when a fairy helped me. I never noticed anyone watching me.




Your mother's faith made this meeting a reality. Her foresight made this an opportunity. She knew you would need us eventually.




If this scene seems out of nowhere, you're not wrong. It is possible to meet the Fairy much earlier, but we went with other choices when the opportunities arose.