Part 36: 4/10 Could Be Dryer
Update 30: 4/10 Could Be DryerSurprise! Another update ahead of schedule!
30 updates in, only like 8 more to go.
Today, we're tackling Nahum's story. He's from the Kingdom of Dryer, which is basically Not-Australia as far as I understand.
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...Oh, right, the update. I was, uh, hoping you'd forget and I could quietly move on. Guess not.
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~ Classroom - Nahum's First Event ~
Music: Everyday Life of the Class
: Bwaugh?! Hrngh, cough! Wh-what are you doing, man?!
: What manner of manservant ignores his master's call? You're a terrible page.
: So you threw a chalkboard eraser at my face?!
: And wait, when exactly did I become your page?
: Haw?
: Well, no matter. I'll let it slide this once. You may thank me at any time.
: Henceforth, however, you will respond within one second of my call. Clear?
*He walks off*
: Hey, Lotte. What do you mean, royal tool?
: That dude just now. The new kid, Nahum Dryer.
: He's a prince from the Kingdom of Dryer. They're and allied state.
: Wait, he's an actual prince?! What's a guy like that doing here?
: Word is, the king had him thrown in here by force.
: The king, meaning his dad?
: But word is, our prince here is just about of age and still a total tool.
: The king got desperate and sent him here to grow up a little. So I hear, anyway.
: That's crazy! We've got a future king in our class!
: What's wrong, Anisette?
: What's wrong? What's wrong?! Nahum Dryer! That's what's wrong!
: We're changing classrooms, and he demands I carry his bag and fetch him a drink!
: Eeeeagh! Just remembering it now has my blood boiling. darlings!
: He takes the spoiled brat thing to an epic level, doesn't he?
Twybil's Summary posted:
: Page!
: *Snore*
: *Throws chalkboard eraser at him*
: The fuck?!
: Lazy servant!
: When was I your page?
: You manage my subjects do you not? Anyways, for I am a benevolent ruler, I shall forgive this transgression. Respond immediately next time, would you?
*Leaves*
: Exposition fairy here! Looks like you just got owned by that royal pain!
: Royal?
: Yeah, he's a prince of a foreign country. He's wealthy and looking to name an inheritor for his fortunes- just send him your social security number and credit card info.
: Wow, really!?
: No, dinkus. He's actual royalty, but he's a spoiled brat and the king's trying to make him grow up the old-fashioned way- military school.
: Damn, actual royalty now? What will the writers-
: No breaking the fourth wall, Avan, darling. Anyways...
: This prick's treating me like a servant and it's got my blood boiling!
: Wow, he's really got you riled, hasn't he? Though it doesn't usually take that much-
: Where is my gun?!
: Please don't kill a foreign leader. We've already got one war going on.
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...Miraculously, I had a bit of fun with that one. Writing the summary, I mean.
But yeah, spoiled brat royalty and sent to a military school to shape up. I'm pretty sure this has been done before.
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~ Training Grounds - Nahum's Second Event ~
: Looks like I didn't miss much... Is there a reason it's taking so long?
: Don't be foolish. Grounds maintenance is no job for a king.
: Now you listen to me-!
: All right, well, I'm here now, so let's get it done! Pass me a shovel, Noel?
: Hmph. I'll make an exception this once.
: The soldiering life's full of dirty work, man. Ha ha, eat dirt!
: Oh, Naaahuuuum!
: See? If you're the first to pick up a shovel, the others are happy to help.
: And when you do it as a group, grounds maintenance is pretty fun. C'mon!
: S-Stop that! Unhand me! You'll sully my clothes!
: Who cares? That just means you wash 'em later!
: Hey, Avan! Get back here, man! We're never gonna finish at this rate!
: Ha ha! I'm coming!
: Thanks, you guys! I'll see you in class!
: We've been over this page thing... And see? Working as a group has its perks.
: I remember seeing Father among the help one night, preparing for a fete...
: He did seem in higher spirits then than when attending to politics.
: Very well, let us return. You have my laundry left to attend to, page.
Twybil's Summary posted:
: Work harder, peasants!
: Maybe if someone would help out, we might be done by now!
: Whoops, I'm sorry, guys! Totally forgot that we're doing this today, but it doesn't look like I missed much.
: That's because the prince of toolsville here isn't helping out.
: Hah, silly serf. This is no job for a king!
: Hey, hey! Someone want to pass me a shovel?
: Eh, I'm not going to start a fight over it. Here's a shovel for ya!
: Alright, let's goooooooo~!
: ...Hmph.
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: Wow, look at all this mud.
: Mud attack!
: Counter mud attack!
: Would you two jerks get to work already?!
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: ...Hmph.
: Hey, Nahum! Surprise attack!
*Headlock*
: What the deuce?! You're ruining my clothes!
: Hey, if you want to be a leader, you have to take the first step. Besides, you can wash your clothes later.
: Hey, man, we're not finished!
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: We'll take the tools back- thanks for the help Avan!
: No, thank you!
: ...You're strange, page.
: Again, not your servant- also, working in groups is good.
: You know, I recall my dad having a similar experience. He seemed to enjoy it...Anyways, I still need you to do my laundry.
: Hell no.
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Hey, look, we're already done and it only took two events. We got the CG and everything, he learned a valuable, life-changing lesson: what else do you need?
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No, we're not done yet. Please, you think this game would let someone have a life-changing experience without a mission involving the same boring strategies as always?
What game do you think I'm playing?
(This one's really not the worst we've seen. Just, really wordy and my summaries are starting to be same. Hell, Avan showed some situational awareness for once.)
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~ Classroom/Arlem Village - Nahum's Third Event ~
: Right, and it's being held by a rebel squad with some high-level officers.
: They're menacing the folks there into enlisting with a set of of "speeches."
: My mind is set, page. I'll be sortieing in tomorrow's battle.
: Ad with that decided, I have preparations to attend to. Farewell!
*He leaves*
: Uh, what? Ah-- Hey! Wait, Nahum! ...And he's gone.
: Well, I guess he's coming along tomorrow.
You should rejoice that your backwater town can serve that lofty goal!
Offscreen Voice: Don't make me laugh, you degenerate traitor!
Wha--? Who said that?!
: I've listened to all I can stomach. What manner of man are you anyway?
: To think a man who would lead a people would burn their fields... Absurd!
: These abuses upon your countrymen serve only to drive them away, fool!
You presumptuous brat-- what do you know?!
: Are you really deaf to the indignant protests of the people you've wronged?
You ungrateful peasants!
: Now do you understand? You sorely lack the capacity to lead!
: Your malfeasance demands proper judgment by the proper authorities!
Sh-shut your mouth!
We'll see how cocky you are after this tank has flattened the entire town!
Twybil's Summary posted:
: Hey, Avan, there's a town where rebels are giving intimidation speeches.
: Damn, we should probably do something about that.
: That's it! I'm going tomorrow... But first I need to prepare!
: Hey, wait! ...And he's gone.
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Submit to your saviors!
: Fuck off, you bloody traitor! I've been listening all day and your speeches are drivel! How are you going to win these people to your side if you're destroying their lives?!
The Townsfolk: Hey, he's right! Shove off, jerkwad!
I-I don't need speeches! I'll...I'll use this tank and raze this town to the ground!
: Attack now, minions!
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There you go, from irresponsible to slamming down hard debate in a mere few days. It's been months and Avan can't manage that. Eh, I'm getting a bit ahead of myself, though. Still got a mission to do.
It's a defeat the boss map in Arlem. This means it's not entirely annoying, but given the boss is a tank, it'll go down to Lavinia pretty easy. Nothing else worth noting, really.
That's about all that's worth noting, let's move on.
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~ Classroom/Grounds - Nahum's Final Event ~
|Listen to the voice acting here|
: I've recieved word that Nahum Dryer is to return to his homeland.
: What, he's leaving?!
: I am to serve as his aide as training for my succession.
: But right now? That's so sudden.
: Though my time here wa short, fellows, I am glad to have come here.
: I have learned much that cannot be discovered from within a castle's walls.
: Be it group study, or military exercises, or just playing in the mud.
: Go make your country proud, Nahum! We'll see you when you're king!
Well, that was fast. Nice to see this has a happy ending-
-great, can't leave well enough alone, can you? Damn game.
I won't be able to say the same for you, buddy.
: Oh, whoops! I nearly forgot again.
*Noel comes running up*
: What is it, Noel? You're as pale as a sheet.
: Come see for yourself-- just hurry!
: Nahum?!
: But you-- Didn't you go back to Dryer?!
: Oh, that. Yes, well...
: I did return, and was charged with overseeing the national ore trade.
Yep, had to ruin it, didn't you game? No leader is allowed to be better than Avan, is that right?
: Needless to say, Father had me pack my bags the very same day.
: Halved the-- You almost bankrupted a country?!
: Mere details, my dear page!
: What matters is that now you have another chance to make majordomo!
Twybil's Summary posted:
: Hey, guys, I exist! Great job-
: -Great speech, man!
: 'Sup, kids. King's calling for his son back. Say bye to him.
: What?! Leaving already?!
: Yep. Learned a lot from you guys, especially about playing in mud.
: It's too soon!
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: Suddenly, a week has passed. I miss that guy already.
: Probably just Stockholm Syndrome. Anyways, grounds maintenance time.
: Hold up, guys, you gotta come see this!
: What is it?
: Just come and see already!
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: Hello again, peasants! Your king has returned.
: B-but, you left already!
: Oh, that. My father put me to managing the ore trade. Either unintentionally or by accident, it's unclear, I fucked up and nearly ruined the country. So, who's ready for some mud slinging?
: You bankrupted a country?
: Nearly. Besides, now you can earn your place as majordomo!
: Not your fucking butler, man!
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So, what I'm seeing here, is that if you're bankrupt, Lanseal and VC2 will haunt you forever.
Damn, I need to make some money, fast.
Oh, right, the update. Nahum's story moves very quickly at first, and seemingly has an entire turn-around in one day. The game's not willing to keep it that way though, especially if it upstages Avan as a leader, so it just reverts it to him only having learned to play in the dirt.
I mean, maybe it's all the exposure to Avan talking, but I would've rather had this with little pay out and Nahum coming out looking good rather than incompetent and wildly irresponsible. I've already got Avan for that. That being said, I'm really expecting too much out of this game if I'm expecting them to do anything but play generic tropes.
Anyways, that ends the history lesson on the Kingdom of Lower Humidity Than Most, Formerly Known As Not-Australia. Er, see you next time when I have summaries that are actually summaries: we'll be doing story stuff next.
As for voting, I'm personally about 3-4 updates away from having all of them done, and I'd really like to be done with this game. That being said, I'm probably not actively going to be covering character stories anymore. If you've got a character you'd really like to know about, just say so and I'll give you a brief summary of them. It should be obvious to tell that they're all really just walking tropes with variable quality.
We'll still have one more vote, but I'm waiting to hold that one until near the end.