Agrias responds to this, but in this release she said nothing. A problem with the patch? Anyway:
Agrias: I am Agrias Oaks, a knight of the Lionsguard. My companions and I have journeyed from Orbonne Monastery seeking sanctuary. By the grace of Saint Ajora, I beg you, lay open your gate!
Guardsman: All who seek those graces are given like treatment -- the gates of Lionel stand open to them. Raise the gate!
There's a quick scene of another guard punching a switch near the castle door, not that that'll be important later.
Everyone else walks a few steps before Ovelia realizes what's going on, and she has to rush to keep up.
Delacroix: In such circumstances as this, I am fain to lend whatever help I can. I shall dispatch a courier to Mullonde at once. High Confessor Marcel will have this news from my own hand. We will expose Duke Larg's misdeeds, and ensure that no harm befall you, Princess.
Agrias: Your Eminence, think you the High Confessor will hear our plea?
Delacroix: Fear not, dear lady. You are in my care now. Princess Ovelia can scarce feel at ease while those tasked with her safety are vexed with such worriment. You may enjoy the comforts of the castle -- wanting though they are -- while we await a reply from Mullonde.
Ovelia: You are most gracious, Eminence. Thank you.
Delacroix: So long as Saint Ajora is our guide, we have naught to fear, child. As for you, my young machinist, I have given consideration to your troubles as well. I will send a hand-picked company of my finest men to Goug to put an end to this Baert Trading Company.
Mustadio: Thank you, Your Eminence.
Delacroix: Conditioned upon this: I would hear the reason they choose to pursue you and your father.
Mustadio: That is -- I mean to say it's not --
Delacroix: Come, come. Mayhap this will give voice to your words.
The stone glimmers briefly.
Agrias: A crystal?
Delacroix: You are familiar with the legend of the Zodiac Braves?
Agrias: In my youth, I often heard a fanciful tale of that name at mass.
Delacroix: What's this? Surely, Lady Agrias, you do not aver that the Church would mislead its flock?
Agrias: No -- no, of course not, Your Eminence.
Ovelia: Long ago, before the mountains had ceased their wandering and struck their roots into the earth, the Lucavi held dominion over the world. Twelve heroes there were, who came forward to challenge these Lucavi. In a long and bitter struggle, they succeeded in driving the Lucavi to the spirit world, and Ivalice again knew peace. The Twelve each bore an auracite crystal emblazoned with a house of the night sky. And so in time, they became known as the Zodiac Braves. Ever after, when discord and strife paid visit to the halls of men, they would return to save us once more.
Delacroix: You have clearly been a most apt pupil, Princess.
Ovelia: Elder Simon himself instructed me at Orbonne - which reminds me of another thing he said. Saint Ajora walked with the Twelve, and together they saved Ivalice from ruin.
A savior and twelve followers man where do these fantasy stories come up with this stuff huh?
Delacroix: We call the crystals of the Twelve the "Zodiac Stones." The stone you see before you now is a stone from that very legend.
The stone sparkles, but damned if I didn't miss it again.
Ovelia: Auracite -- it exists? I did not think it possible.
Delacroix: Or that it held the sacred power to keep the Lucavi at bay, eh? I confess, I feel some power deep within, but my eyes see only a common crystal.
R2: Mustadio, are you well? The color has left your face.
Delacroix: You have seen a stone like this one beneath Goug, have you not?
Mustadio: Machines whose fires have long since guttered out lie strewn in the tunnels beneath the city. But pass that Stone near them, and you can hear them stir.
Delacroix: Then Baert seeks the auracite, eh?
Mustadio : I do not know what power these Zodiac Stones hold. I know only that Ludovich Baert hopes to find some way to harness this power, and make a fearsome weapon. My father would not give them the Stone, so they took him instead.
Delacroix: Put your worries from your mind, my young machinist. The Church will see this matter is dealt with. Our forces will strike, and wrest the Stone from their hands.
Mustadio: Of... of course, Your Eminence.
Ramza: I will join the company that makes for Goug.
Mustadio: Thank you, R2.
Agrias: We would never have succeeded in reaching His Eminence the Cardinal without you, R2. You have my thanks, as well.
Ovelia: I can only wish you well -- small aid, I know.
R2: Your words are all the aid I could ever ask.
On our way out...
Quit trying to guilt-trip me. You're too slow to be of any use in battle and you haven't laid an egg to replace yourself. Get out.
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