I would like to ask you to save business until later. I'd like to clean my blade in peace.
HP | 93.0 + (2.28*lvl) |
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Trigger | Dialogue |
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Identity Acquisition | I would like to ask you to save business until later. I'd like to clean my blade in peace. |
Morning Greeting | Good morning. A bit busy, though... Today, we have the Syndicate gathering to attend and payments to make for the Thumb. Haah, my head's starting to hurt, having to deal with scheduling on top of my other responsibilities. I guess this is what I get for getting shoved into this position last minute. |
Afternoon Greeting | Ah... yeah, the former Captain used to enjoy having lunches with the underlings from time to time. I don't, because I don't really agree with that philosophy. It's exhausting that I have to deal with them at all. |
Evening Greeting | If you've got nothing better to do, quit loitering out here and get your ass—oh. Apologies, I thought you were one of my underlings. When they get drunk and make a mess, it can be a real headache to deal with. Especially when I'm already swamped with work... |
Chatter #1 | Kokuuntō... I didn't think I'd receive it so soon. The last we heard of our former Captain was that she got dragged into some Library or something, and... she's been gone ever since. So... Well, I guess the Patriarch also realized that the Captain's seat shouldn't remain vacant for too long. Makes sense he was so anxious to fill it quick. |
Chatter #2 | Our Patriarch, he's... well, he's old now and had to replace one of his wrists with a prosthetic, but he used to be someone, you know? One of the Ten Blades of the East. He's a pretty jolly old guy, but when he gets serious... I can feel the chill running down my spine just from looking at him. |
Chatter #3 | Haaah… this is the pits. I don’t even get to draw my blade often unless it’s for something important, and I always have to babysit my underlings. I miss the good old times, cutting off the tongues of bastards who thought they were hot shit… |
Post-Uptie Chat 1 | Please tell me you didn't involve me in this mess just to deal with these small fries. This is no street brawl, know what I mean? This is a Syndicate Showdown. So... ... you should understand that I can't let this go without seeing your boss's mug. |
Post-Uptie Chat 2 | You should get familiar with the rules of the Backstreets. And the rules don't take kindly to people trying to sweet-talk their way out of trouble. ...It’s rather infuriating now that I think about it. I'll be taking your arm as well. ... Oh, huh. I guess the former Captain's habits are rubbing off on me. |
Uptying | My name is Ishmael, thirty-fourth Captain of the Kurokumo Clan... And I accept your Showdown challenge. |
Idle | Stop hesitating and say it straight. You're starting to get on my nerves. |
Deployment | You want <i>me</i> to make a move? |
Stage Entry | Nice. |
Viewed in Battle | Anything left to say? |
Commencing Attack | Here I go. |
Enemy Stagger | My, didn't you know? You've been cut. |
Staggered | Ngh... |
Enemy Killed | How are you keeping up with me this well...? |
Death | ... Kuh. So this... is where the thirty-fourth Captain falls... |
Check Passed | Hah. Are you running short on people to do these chores? |
Check Failed | ... These cleanups are underlings' jobs anyway. |
Victory Cry | Let's go, Heathcliff. Clean up this mess, will you? And cut off their heads—about three would do. We'll need something to report back, after all. |
Extra Conditions Fulfilled | That was disappointing... Now that your leader's dead, looks like our Syndicate will be absorbing yours. ... You won't be a part of our family, though, so know your place. |
Defeat Wail | ... Be honest. Which one of you idiots started this ridiculous fight? I <i>clearly</i> remember asking all of you not to get into any trouble... |
Gathering Dark Clouds
Combat Start: if there are 2+ allied Kurokumo Clan Identities in this Encounter, including this unit, gain 1 <<((BlackCloudBlade))Dark Cloud Blade>>
Combat Start: apply 1 <<((BlackCloud))Dark Cloud>> to Kurokumo Clan Identities adjacent to this unit on the Dashboard
Cloud Workshop Blade
SCARLET x 3
1 ally with the fastest Speed inflicts +1 more <<((Laceration))Bleed>> Potency or Count with Skill and Coin effects against enemies
Clean Up
Clean Up
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Sharpened Blade
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Ink Over
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Captain, about the— uh...
…….
My deepest apologies. I did not realize that you were cleaning the Kokuuntō...
Don't worry about it. You must have something important to report.
... If you don't, then I suppose I might delay cleaning my blade until later.
I-it's about the Library! The Library, ma'am!
... You just saved your life. I was just kidding, of course.
Phew...
I didn't have very high expectations anyway, but... There was nothing new about our former Captain this time either.
When we first heard the news of her disappearance, we wondered if she'd pissed off the wrong Capo of the Thumb or something... We'd always get so worried about her whenever she had to interact with the Thumb, given her very distinct lack of filters.
But, when we heard from the Thumb that she hadn't stopped by to pay our tributes, we realized that she'd been done in by that 'Library'.
Captain, the entire City must know about the Library by now. And it's not like the Kurokumo Clan's short on people on the case.
But we haven't been able to hear a peep about that 'Library'... what if it's just a rumor?
Are you implying that the former Captain has abandoned our Syndicate?
I suppose that could also be an explanation. She's not the kind of person to go quietly in some ditch... I can't think of any other reason she might disappear like this without a trace.
We did hear that the site of the former L Corp. had suddenly turned into an empty lot, but...
That is quite the ridiculous news as well... haah.
Captain... I understand that it hasn't been too long since the sakazuki ceremony, but it's not exactly rare for someone to just disappear like that. Especially in our line of work.
I am just as confused as you are as to how this happened, but... you must steel yourself. For our Syndicate.
... But I can't stop the search now. While I will take your words into account, I—
But <i>you</i> are our Captain, now...!
Hm, my blade is still slick with blood. I wonder if I can get some more use out of it before I'll have to clean it fully.
... Allow me to excuse myself.
Haah.
Well, I did think that this position would be mine were it to ever become vacant for whatever reason, but I didn't think it would happen this soon. Or this abruptly, for that matter.
No instructions on what to do, what my responsibilities are, nothing. When I walked into this room after that hasty and chaotic succession ceremony, this blade alone, marked with four characters signifying 'The Thirty-Fourth', greeted me.
I did sort of look forward to receiving this blade, wondering if I'd be bestowed with one once I rose through the ranks. But...
... now that I have it in my hands, it just feels like a burdensome sense of duty. Especially without knowing what I'm supposed to be doing here.
I was curious to learn more about the dark and ruthless world of the Syndicates that low-ranking underlings could never dream of accessing, but... all I'm doing every day is just staring into documents like I'm some middle manager of an office.
If only some disaster would happen so I can get some fresh air...
Oh.
The desk calendar came into focus as I sat there, staring blankly at it as my right arm restlessly lamented the lack of action.
The gathering of Thumb subsidiaries was... in three days.
Looks like I'll at least get to see some blood soon.
I can't help but grin a little at this news. I suppose I'm not in a Syndicate for nothing—the thrill of battle, the feeling of swinging my blade in a fight is my only outlet for my frustrations.
Three days later...
... Captain.
Didn't you get all giddy and reward yourself another layer of enhancement tattoos when I became a Captain? How come they've already reduced you to this bloodied pile of raggedy flesh, Heathcliff?
There was a shitload of 'em... Heh, I did quite alright considering the odds, didn't I?
This same guy who's presently giving me the snark also gave me a ninety-degree bow when he first joined the Syndicate, going on and on about how he'll always worship me as his superior...
Oh, are we past giving a shit about respect, now? This is hardly the time to be facetious.
Yeah, whatever you say... If I zipped up and acted all serious, you would've scolded me for tryin' too hard to look cool.
True.
... Just the same ol' lass, ain't ya.
I heard him falling and planting his face to the floor, but I don't turn around. I don't look back.
He might be a dumbass, but he's one tough bastard.
So, as his Captain, in return for his services...
What, did you think that you no-name rabbles could surpass Kurokumo Clan by making an alliance?
... I suppose I'll have to make sure my underlings' efforts weren't for nothing. They did clear a path to their Syndicate boss against such overwhelming odds.
Listen. At the end of the day, we're all just dogs eating from the same bowl the Thumb tosses us. I never wanted things to come to this!
But you brought this upon yourselves! You just couldn't resist hoarding all that territory, huh? You said so back at the gathering!
Fuck off. You've been jumping at every opportunity to bury me.
Yo. 'Captain' girl. We've already drawn our swords, haven't we? Let's not waste any more time.
It's tradition in this line of business, after all. The 'Showdown'.
Aren't Showdowns supposed to be one-versus-one duels between heads of Syndicates?
Oh, ya bet it's gonna be one-versus-one alright. It's just gonna be three consecutive duels, that's what! Ha ha ha!
... Yeah, I had a feeling that's what you were going for. Oh well.
Come on, I'll take all three of you at once. Let's get this shit over with.
You little fuck...!
Alright. Are we having a Showdown, or are you packing for a picnic? Let's go, let's start already so I can cut off your tongue first thing.
Ah, yes...
My name is Ishmael, thirty-fourth Captain of the Kurokumo Clan.
And I accept your Showdown challenge.
... <i>this</i> is what I was born for.