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Byleth, Yuri, Balthus, Constance, Hapi enter the scene
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Balthus
Hey, Boss. Been meaning to ask—how'd you end up down here in Abyss?
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Yuri
What is this, some sort of interrogation?
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Hapi
Yeah, you've never been big on sharing. I mean, you know all about me, and there's still so much I don't know about you.
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Balthus
Look, I get it. Talking about the past isn't easy. But I'm curious, yeah? So get to it. I've got all day.
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Yuri
Do you now? Heh heh. Well. I guess now's as good a time as any to tell you.
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Yuri
I'm here because I killed some people from the church.
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Constance
That cannot be!
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Yuri
Of course I don't. What kind of person do you think I am? Someone who'd willingly kill others?
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Yuri
Originally, I attended the academy as Count Rowe's adopted kid.
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Yuri
There came a point when the church ordered me to wipe out some members from my old gang. Told me it was part of some important mission.
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Constance
Who is this "old gang" you speak of?
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Yuri
They were nothing more than common thieves to someone like you, Constance.
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Yuri
Anyway, they're like family to me, so naturally I protested my orders. Things got pretty heated and, well...the rest is history.
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Balthus
That's some story, pal. You're damn lucky they didn't execute you.
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Yuri
Heh, you're telling me. Aelfric stepped in and implored them to spare my life, told them to consider the circumstances.
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Yuri
It's not so different for the rest of you. I'm sure he helped all of us out in different ways.
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Hapi
He did. I was about to be thrown in the monastery's underground jail...
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Hapi
People thought I was dangerous, what with my "gift" and all.
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Hapi
It's dark and dingy here, but it sure beats a prison cell. Elfie really saved my neck.
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Constance
Back to the point—Balthus, what was it you were so curious about?
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Constance
You had ideas regarding why our enemies may be clawing after the chalice, perhaps?
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Balthus
Nah, nothing like that. But I am hung up on something Rhea said.
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Balthus
That binding on the chalice was linked to the Four Apostles, yeah? I know I've got Chevalier's—
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Linhardt
Sorry, but mind if I cut in?
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Hapi
What is it? Can't you see we're busy?
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Edelgard, Dimitri, Claude, Linhardt enter the scene
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Linhardt
I can. But I just remembered something. Something important. Specifically, the names of the Apostles.
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Linhardt
Aubin, Chevalier, Noa, and Timotheos. The four apostles whose bloodlines were lost to time.
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Linhardt
I figured the Ashen Wolves might have thoughts about all that.
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Constance
Uh... Mm...
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Balthus
No use hiding it now, Constance. Let's lay all of our cards on the table. As for me, I've got the Major Crest of Chevalier.
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Balthus
When I enrolled at the academy, the church ordered me to keep that tidbit to myself. So I did.
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Yuri
Mm-hm. And I've got the Major Crest of Aubin. Never did sort out how it is I have this thing.
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Constance
As for me, the blood of Saint Noa courses through my veins. This is kept hidden, even from the Empire.
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Hapi
Which probably means mine's from Timotheos. I do have a vague recollection of being told my Crest is rare.
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Edelgard
So the four Crests, which were presumed lost, have all been gathered into the same house.
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Claude
All thanks to our buddy Aelfric, it would seem.
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Dimitri
And now Aelfric has been abducted. Why could that be?
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Dimitri
If it was the chalice they were after, they could have stolen it from us without the need for anything sly.
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Balthus
Maybe someone had it out for him. Or maybe he messed around with the wrong people.
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Yuri
Or it could just be unrelated entirely. We're trying to untangle this mess by tying more knots into it.
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Yuri
I mean, Balthus, you landed here on accident, didn't you? It's not like that's linked to the rest of us.
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Yuri
And I could just as easily have never ended up down here, you know? You're jumping at shadows.
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Yuri
Anyway, we don't have time for this. Let's get our act together and head to the chapel ruins.