Prologue:

• Main Story
• > Animated Cutscene
  • Lissa:
    • Chrom, we have to do SOMETHING.
  • Chrom:
    • What do you propose we do?
  • Lissa:
    • I... I dunno...
  • Chrom:
    • I see you're awake now.
  • Lissa:
    • Hey there!
  • Chrom:
    • There are better places to take a nap than on the ground you know. Give me your hand.
• > Chrom pulls Lorst up, switches to regular scene
  • Chrom
    • You all right?
  • Lorst
    • Ungh… Yes, thank you Chrom.
  • Chrom
    • Ah, then you know who I am?
  • Lorst
    • rubs his chin No. Not quite. Your name simply came to mind.
  • Chrom
    • ...Hmm, how curious. Tell me, what's your name? What brings you here?
  • Lorst
    • I am… I am… How peculiar… I cannot remember it.
  • Chrom
    • ...You don't know your own name?
  • Lorst
    • winces and holds the side of his head I’m.. not sure if… Do you by chance know where we are?
  • Lissa
    • Hey, I've heard of this! It's called amnesia!
  • Frederick
    • It's called a load of pegasus dung. We're to believe you remember milord's name, but not your own?
  • Lorst
    • It is the truth. If you do not believe it, then so be it.
  • Chrom
    • ...
    • ... What if it IS true, Frederick? We can't just leave him here, alone and confused. What sort of Shepherds would we be then?
  • Frederick
    • Just the same, milord, I must emphasize caution. 'T would not do to let a wolf into our flock.
  • Chrom
    • Right then—we'll take him back to town and sort this out there.
  • Lorst
    • Hold! Do I not have a say in what happens to me?!
  • Chrom
    • Peace, friend—I promise we'll hear all you have to say back in town. Now come.
• > Scene changes
  • Lorst
    • What are you going to do with me? Keep me as some prisoner of war perhaps?
  • Chrom
    • Hah! You'll be free to go once we establish you're no enemy of Ylisse.
  • Lorst
    • So we are currently in Ylisse?
  • Frederick
    • You've never heard of the halidom? Ha! Someone pay this actor. He plays quite the fool! The furrowed brow is especially convincing...
  • Chrom
    • Frederick, please. This land is known as the Halidom of Ylisse. Our ruler, Emmeryn, is called the Exalt. I suppose proper introductions are in order... My name is Chrom—but then, you already knew that. The delicate one here is my little sister, Lissa.
  • Lissa
    • I am NOT delicate! ...Hmph! Ignore my brother, please. He can be a bit thick sometimes. But you're lucky the Shepherds found you. Brigands would've been a rude awakening!
  • Lorst
    • You’d have me believe that you all protect simple sheep whilst wearing full armor?
  • Chrom
    • Heh, it's a dangerous job. Just as Frederick the Wary here.
  • Frederick
    • A title I shall wear with pride. Gods forbid one of us keeps an appropriate level of caution. I have every wish to trust you, stranger, but my station mandates otherwise.
  • Lorst
    • I can understand your mistrust ‘Frederick,’ I wouldn’t simply trust some random fellow found unconscious by the wayside either. He snaps his fingers My name is Lorst Calell. I… believe it—I—belong to House Calell. It just returned to me. Odd.
  • Chrom
    • Lorst of House Calell? Is that foreign? ...Ah, well. We can discuss it later. We're almost to town. Once we—
  • Lissa
    • Chrom, look! The town!
• > Scene switches to burning town, changes back to Chrom
  • Chrom
    • Damn it! The town is ablaze! Those blasted brigands, no doubt... Frederick, Lissa! Quickly!
  • Frederick
    • What about him?
  • Chrom
    • Unless he’s on fire as well, it can wait!
  • Frederick
    • Aptly put, milord.
  • Lissa
    • Let's go already!
  • Lorst
    • Hey! What abou— Figs! I’m coming as well!
• > Scene shifts to burning town
  • Garrick
    • Gwa ha ha! Get to it, lads! Grab anything shiny, and put the rest to the torch! We gots an example to set for these Ylissean types! Ain't that right, lass?
  • Maiden
    • S-stay away from me! Please! Someone! HEEEEEELP!
• > Scene shifts back to Chrom
  • Lissa
    • Chrom, we have to stop them!
  • Chrom
    • Don't worry—after today, these bandits won't be bothering anyone ever again...
  • Lorst
    • Hold it!
  • Chrom
    • Lorst! You followed us! Why?
  • Lorst
    • I am not too sure myself, but I am certain I know my way around a fight! Allow me to assist you as payment for your help.
  • Chrom
    • Of course—strength in numbers. Just stay close!
• >'Player Phase' flashes
  • Frederick
    • Remember, Lorst, we face practiced thieves and murderers. They will grant us no quarter. It's kill or be killed.
• >Battle Start
• >Choose Lorst
  • Chrom
    • So, Lorst, I see you wear a sword. Is it— Wait, is that a tome? ...You know magic?
  • Lorst
    • I would assume so sarcastically or that I was some traveling magician.
  • Chrom
    • Ha ha. Focus on the enemy and it’ll probably go well, Lorst
    • … Perhaps I'll just keep a few paces behind you for the time being...
  • Lorst
    • Apologies, Chrom. I will keep my remarks to myself. Fret not though, I remember how to use the tome.
• >Choose Lissa
  • Lissa
    • We'll see who's delicate! I may not be able to attack like Chrom, but when you get injured? I'LL be the one stitching your bones back together, care of my trusty staff! You just tell me where to go, Lorst.
• >When someone is injured
  • Chrom
    • Is anyone hurt? It would be foolish to leave a wound untreated.
  • Lorst
    • Aye. Properly timing when one use of a staff or a vulnerary should prevent the person from falling in battle.
• >Choose Chrom on Turn 3 or later
  • Chrom
    • Still with us, Lorst?
  • Lorst
    • Aye. I must confess that I am… capable of “seeing” odd values about the enemies.
  • Chrom
    • Odd values? Like what?
  • Lorst
    • Their strengths and weaknesses, their weapon’s capabilities, how the battle is going. Surely I was taught this somewhere…
  • Chrom
    • So, you're saying you can size up the enemy at a glance?
  • Lorst
    • To put it simply, yes. If I apply myself…
• >Start of Turn 4
  • Chrom
    • Are you all right, Lorst? Don't rush into danger.
  • Lorst
    • Kind of you to check in on me. I am fine so do not worry about me, Chrom.
  • Chrom
    • You've lent us your strength, and that makes you a friend worrying is the least I can do. Having an ally by my side gives me courage.
  • Lorst
    • Thank you, but...I think there's more to it than just that.
  • Chrom
    • What do you mean?
  • Lorst
    • There is a tactical advantage for us and our allies to partner up with one another. It… is a foggy memory that’s coming back, but I am sure of it! Added bonuses to our strength and speed!

~~

• > Attacking Garrick

Garrick

• Here, sheepy sheepy! Come to the slaughter!
• > Defeating Garrick

Garrick

• Bwaaargh!
• > After Chapter Dialogue

Lorst

• That is the end of that.
• Lissa
  • Lucky for the town, we were close by. But holy wow, Lorst! You were incredible! Swords, sorcery, AND tactics! Is there anything you can't do?
• Chrom
  • You're certainly no helpless victim that much is for sure.
• Frederick
  • Indeed. Perhaps you might even be capable of an explanation for how you came here?
• Lorst
  • As I said earlier, Frederick: I do not know the reason why my memories are so foggy or returning to me at random intervals if at all. I have shared everything I’ve remembered thus far.
• Chrom
  • You fought to save Ylissean lives. My heart says that's enough.
• Frederick
  • And your mind, milord? Will you not heed its counsel as well?
• Chrom
  • Frederick, the Shepherds could use someone with Lorst's talents. We've brigands and unruly neighbors, all looking to bloody our soil. Would you really have us lose such an able tactician? Besides, I believe his story, odd as it might be.
• Lorst
  • Thank you, Chrom.
• Chrom
  • So how about it? Will you join us, Lorst?
• Lorst
  • I would be honored to join your cause.
• > Scene Shifts
  • Frederick
    • Did you notice, milord? The brigands spoke with a Plegian accent.
  • Lorst
    • Might I ask what you mean by “Plegian?”
  • Chrom
    • Plegia is Ylisse's westerly neighbor. They send small bands into our territory, hoping to instigate a war.
  • Lissa
    • And it's the poor townsfolk who suffer! Totally innocent and totally helpless...
  • Frederick
    • They do have us, milady: Shepherds to protect the sheep. Do not be swept up in your anger. It will cloud your judgment.
  • Lissa
    • I know, I know... Don't worry. I'll get used to all this.
  • Villager
    • Milord, please! You must stay the night! We are simple folk of simple means, but we would gladly toast your valor with a feast!
  • Frederick
    • A most generous offer, sir, and no doubt your hospitality would be grand... But I'm afraid we must hurry back to Ylisstol.
  • Lissa
    • Dark meat only for me, medium well, and no salt in the soup. I simply— Wait, what?! We're not staying?! But, Frederick, it's nearly dark!
  • Frederick
    • When night falls, we'll camp. Eat off the land, make our bed of twigs and the like... I believe you mentioned you would be "getting used to this"?
  • Lissa
    • Frederick? Sometimes I hate you.
  • Lorst
    • You have quite the stern lieutenant there, Lissa.
  • Lissa
    • Yeah, well, "stern" is one name for it. I can think of a few others!
  • Chrom
    • Frederick only smiles when he's about to bring down the axe.
  • Lorst
    • I will be sure to remember that.
  • Frederick
    • Ahem You do realize I AM still present?
  • Chrom
    • Oh, we realize.
  • Lorst
    • …
  • Frederick
    • Milord remains as amusing as ever. Now then, shall we be going?
  • Chrom
    • All right, all right. Ready to go, Lorst? The capital isn't far.
• Chapter One:

Before battle

• Lissa
  • I told you—it's getting dark already! ...Ech! And now the bugs are out! Noisy, disgusting bugs that buzz around and crawl all over and bite you when— Agh! Won goph in mah mouph! Blech! Ptooey!
• Chrom
  • Aw, come on now, Lissa. Hardship builds character. Want to help me gather firewood?
• Lissa
  • Tpht! Tpht! Yeeeeeuck! ...I think I swallowed it... I'll pass on finding firewood, thanks. I think I've built QUITE enough character for one day!
• Lorst
  • It has been a long day; preparing dinner might be an idea to consider. I am unsure of you all, but I am starving.
• Frederick
  • Yes, I should think a little hunting and gathering is in order. Now, who wants to clear a campsite?
• > Scene Shifts
  • Chrom
    • Mmm... It's been too long since I last had bear meat. Delicious! ...What's wrong, Lissa? Dig in.
  • Lissa
    • Pass! ...Gods, couldn't you spear us an animal normal people eat for once? I mean, come on! Who eats bear?! You're meddling with the food chain. Right, Lorst? ...Uh, Lorst?
  • Lorst
    • Happily chowing down on the food
  • Lissa
    • Sigh I suppose a person would enjoy just about anything after not eating for days...
  • Chrom
    • Just eat it, Lissa. Meat is meat.
  • Lissa
    • Since when does meat smell like old boots?! Wait, I take that back—boots smell better!
  • Frederick
    • Every experience makes us stronger, milady. Even those we don't enjoy.
  • Lissa
    • Really? Then why don't I see YOU eating, Frederick?
  • Frederick
    • Me? Oh, well... I'm not hungry. I...I had a large lunch! Yes, quite.
  • Lissa
    • Yeah right, Frederick!
• > Scene Shifts
  • Chrom
    • ...Huh?
  • Lissa
    • Yawn What's wrong, Big Brother?
  • Chrom
    • Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you, but... Something is amiss...
  • Lissa
    • Define "something."
  • Chrom
    • I'm not sure... I think I'll have a look around.
  • Lissa
    • Not alone, you won't! I'm coming too.
  • Chrom
    • Heh. Thanks, Lissa.
• > Scene Shifts
  • Lissa
    • It sure is dark. ...And quiet. Where did the birds go?
  • Chrom
    • Something is wrong here...
• >screen shakes
  • Lissa
    • Aaah! Chrom!
  • Chrom
    • Gods, what— Agh! What is this madness?! Lissa, stay close!
• Animated Cutscene - 'Cataclysm'
  • Chrom
    • Lissa, run.
  • Lissa
    • Huh?
  • Chrom
    • I mean it! Go! Hey! This way!
  • Lissa
    • Chrom, what IS that?!
• > Risen Appear
  • Chrom
    • Lissa. You'd better stand back. Lissa!
• > Masked Marth Appears
  • Marth
    • Help!
  • Chrom
    • ...Right! Quite an entrance. What's your name?
• > Scene switches to regular scene, Frederick appears
  • Frederick
    • Milord! Milady! Are you hurt?
  • Lissa
    • Frederick! Lorst!
  • Lorst
    • What in the seven hells are those things?! Are they commonly found in this country?!
  • Chrom
    • They're not from Ylisse, I promise you that.
  • Frederick
    • No one is injured, then? Thank the gods...
  • Lissa
    • Thank the masked man who saved me! If it wasn't for him, I'd be... Hey, where did he go?
  • Frederick
    • We can worry about him later, AFTER we put these...things...to the blade. Eyes open, now. We know nothing about this enemy.
  • Chrom
    • Right.
• > Chapter Starts
  • Lorst
    • Those look like—
  • Frederick
    • Abandoned forts, yes.
  • Lorst
    • Good. They will make for great places to take shelter and offer various advantages in battle.
• > Sully appears on turn 2
  • Sully
    • Captain Chrom! Wait! I'm coming! ...Agh, I knew I shouldn'ta left 'em. All right, you ash-faced freaks! Which one of ya wants to try my lance on for size first? I know just the spot for it: shoved right up your—
• > Virion appears
  • Virion
    • Hold, milady!
  • Sully
    • Huh?
  • Virion
    • Life may be long, but attraction is fleeting! Would you leave me in your sweet dust? Leave war to the warriors, dear bird! A beauty such as you need wage only love.
  • Sully
    • ...The hell are you?!
  • Virion
    • Ha! Is the lady intrigued? Of course you are—it's only natural. I am myth and legend! I am he who strides large across history's greatest stage! The man who puts the "arch" in "archer"! My name, dear lady, is Vi—
  • Sully
    • Sorry, Ruffles—no time for this. Onward!
  • Virion
    • Virion! ...Er, my name. It's Virion. W-wait! Where are you going? Pray, at least tell me your name!
  • Sully
    • I'm Sully. ...And I'm a Shepherd.
  • Virion
    • "Sully!” How divine! A starkly beautiful name, as befits its owner, truly. Will you marry me, my dearest Sully?
  • Sully
    • Will I what now? Oh wait, I get it... This is a joke. And when I put my boot through your face—that's the punch line.
  • Virion
    • I realize my manly figure and noble bearing can be overwhelming. 'Tis common! So please, don't feel pressured to answer right a—
  • Sully
    • How's THIS for an answer?!
  • Virion
    • OOF! G-goodness, but those shapely legs certainly can kick, can't they... P-please, milady! Allow me to accompany you, at least! Mine is a cold, empty world without you. I shall be your most willing servant, and you, in turn, will give my life purpose...
  • Sully
    • Sigh Fine... Anything to shut you up. ...What? Stop staring at me like that!
• > Selecting Virion to move
  • Virion
    • Goddesses and gentlemen, might I have your attention? I, as it happens, am an archer! ...The archest of archers, in fact. As such, I attack most effectively from a distance. So kindly keep me one step away from peril, if you would!
• > Getting attacked by the boss
  • Risen Chief
    • Ryaaargh!
• >Killing the boss
  • Risen Chief
    • Nnh...aaagh...
• > After Chapter Dialogue
  • Frederick
    • It seems all the creatures are vanquished. This young man took care of the others.
  • Marth
    • ......
  • Lissa
    • Um, I never got to thank you...for before. So...thank you. You were very brave.
  • Chrom
    • You saved my sister's life. My name is Chrom. Might I ask yours?
  • Marth
    • You may call me Marth.
  • Chrom
    • Marth? After the heroic king of old? You certainly fight like a hero. Where did you learn your way with a sword?
  • Marth
    • I'm not here to talk about me. This world teeters at the brink of a horrible calamity. What you saw tonight was but a prelude. You have been warned.
• > Marth leaves
  • Lissa
    • Huh? What's teetering where now? Hey, wait!
  • Lorst
    • That man does not seem to be much of a conversationalist.
  • Frederick
    • It appears his skills lie elsewhere. I wager we'll hear his name again... But for now I'm more concerned about the capital. We should make haste.
• > After Save Screen
  • Lorst
    • Yisstol is quite a bustling city, even for a capital, I suppose.
  • Frederick
    • It appears the capital was spared the chaos we encountered, thank the gods. I see no evidence of the great quake. It must've been limited to the forest.
  • Lissa
    • Well, that's a relief!
  • Old Villager
    • Look! The Exalt has come to see us!
• >Emmeryn CG
  • Lorst
    • You stated that the Exalt is this country’s rules, yes?
  • Frederick
    • Yes. Her name is Lady Emmeryn.
  • Lorst
    • Yet she walks about the streets like it is the most right-minded thing to do. Is it really all that safe for her to walk among commoners like this?
  • Frederick
    • The Exalt is a symbol of peace—Ylisse's most prized quality. Long ago, at the dawn of our age, the fell dragon tried to destroy the world. But the first exalt joined forces with the divine dragon and laid the beast low. Exalt Emmeryn reminds us all of the peace we fought for then.
  • Chrom
    • With Plegia poking at our borders, the people need her. She's a calming presence, when some might otherwise call for war.
  • Lorst
    • He nods, folding his arms across his chest … The people of Ylisse are quite the lucky people to have such a ruler then.
  • Lissa
    • She's also the best big sister anyone could ask for!
  • Lorst
    • I suppose that would make her a fine si— Wait… That would make you and Chrom…
  • Frederick
    • The prince and princess of the realm, yes. You remember Chrom's name and not this?
  • Lorst
    • Aye. You simply said that you three were “shepherds,” not some bluebloods, much less the leading family!
  • Chrom
    • And so we are...in a manner of speaking. We just have a LOT of sheep.
  • Lorst
    • C-Chrom... I mean, Prince Chrom! Sire, forgive my atrocious manners!
  • Chrom
    • Just Chrom is fine. I've never been much for formalities.
  • Lorst
    • The siblings of the Exalt… Haha, so that is why Frederick puts up with all of your jabs at him.
  • Frederick
    • Indeed. Oh, the sacrifices I make for the good of the realm...
  • Chrom
    • It looks like Emm is returning to the palace. Would you like to meet her?
• >scene change
  • Emmeryn
    • Chrom! Lissa! Welcome home. Oh, and good day, Frederick. How fared you all?
  • Chrom
    • Well—we shouldn't have any bandit problems for a while.
  • Emmeryn
    • Wonderful. And our people?
  • Chrom
    • Safe as they can be, Emm. But we still need to watch the borders. The brigands crossed over from Plegia.
  • Phila
    • Forgive me, milord. My pegasus knights should have intercepted them.
  • Chrom
    • No, Phila. Your duty was here, with the Exalt.
  • Lissa
    • And besides, we had plenty of help!
  • Emmeryn
    • Ah, you speak of your new companion here?
  • Chrom
    • This is Lorst. He fought bravely with us against the brigands. I've decided to make him a Shepherd.
  • Emmeryn
    • It sounds as though Ylisse owes you a debt of gratitude, Lorst.
  • Lorst
    • None at all, your highness! It was an honor to aid you and your people.
  • Frederick
    • Forgive me, Your Grace, but I must speak. Lorst claims to have lost his memory, but it is only that: a claim. We cannot rule out the possibility that he is a brigand himself or even a Plegian spy.
  • Chrom
    • Frederick!
  • Emmeryn
    • Yet you allowed him into the castle, Chrom. Does this man have your trust?
  • Chrom
    • Yes. He risked his life for our people. That's good enough for me.
  • Emmeryn
    • Well then, Lorst... It seems you've earned Chrom's faith, and as such you have mine as well.
  • Lorst
    • I thank you for your trust, milady.
  • Emmeryn
    • But thank you, Frederick, for your prudence, as always. Chrom and Lissa are blessed to have so tireless a guardian. I do hope they remember to mention that from time to time...
  • Frederick
    • They occasionally express something akin to gratitude, Your Grace. Phila, I assume you've heard about the deathly creatures we encountered, yes?
  • Phila
    • Yes, milord. They've been sighted all across Ylisse.
  • Emmeryn
    • Chrom, we are about to hold council. I was hoping you could join us.
  • Chrom
    • Of course.
  • Lissa
    • I think that's our cue, Lorst! C'mon, there's a place I want to show you.
  • Lorst
    • Oh figs…