Prisoner 243AD265

- You cannot proceed with the quest since you have too many items. -

[Prisoner 243AD265]

Who is it? Who's calling me?

The prisoner is howling. Is something happening?

You must be adventurer, are you? Hmm...You seem like a beginner. I don't see much charm in you.

Pleasure. It's been a while I saw a human around here.

You don't seem like that crusader who put me in here. From what I see, I guess you're an adventurer...Is that so?

It's been a while I saw an adventurer. What brought you here?

- I explained why I came here. -

I thought the Crusaders released them all, no? I must've thought wrong, then.

I just thought the Crusaders released them to disrupt the prisoners' peaceful break.

Anyway, I am sorry that I can't be of any help to you.

Human adventurer, I couldn't be of help, but do you mind if I ask you to do me a favor?

Thank you. I was once a seaman, voyaging around the sea.

I met a whole lot of fellow seamen as much as I had been on a voyage. Pleasing fellow, bluffing fellow, chicken-hearted fellow...

- The prisoner seems reminiscent of his past, pounding his left chest with his fist. -

Yes, I've had a lot of fellow seamen from all walks of life. But we had to part with each other after we got here...

I've been here for as long as I can remember but that sound...It's pretty recent around here.

It's indistinct but...I can hear the sound from the very far into the darkness, calling me...

Can you find an old fellow of mine who must be locked somewhere in the prison for me?

Thank you. I hope it is the cry from that fellow.

Please. I hope it's one of my fellow men. You have no idea how long it's been.

You came, at last! So what was that sound? Did you meet my man?

- I explained what happened to his fellow. -

So what I heard from darkness was indeed the voice from my fellow man. I hoped he'd be alright.

So he is no longer alive...I know it's been quite a while since that happened, but it's still a shame.

Thank you so much for finding that out for me. I'm much obliged.

By the way, I haven't even asked your name. What is your name?

- The prisoner grabs a fist and pounds his left chest. -

I'll inscribe your name right here. I hope you would continue to be the messenger for my fellow men.

Hello.

Can you locate an old fellow of mine, again, and deliver his story to me?

Is that so? That's a shame. Be sure to come back again if you have the time...

I sure am counting on you.

I can't wait to hear it.

I owe you big time. You have no idea.

Now that the fellow has become freer from death, I wonder what he's up to. I wonder what kind of memory he would write in his next letter.

The prisoner started singing as if he was reminiscing about something.

Is it already that time to hear the news from the old fellow of mine?