Jerrom: This land is our home, and we'll defend it until the very last of us falls!
Rufus: Did you hear that? Seems we have no choice but to oblige him.
Serenoa: No. I will not have blood spilled needlessly.
Rufus: Hah hah haha! Let's see how that works out for you, young lord!
Frederica: We have not come to fight, Jerrom. Please, you must listen.
Jerrom: Apologies, my lady, but your actions and your words seem to be at odds with one another.
Jerrom: A pity, Lord Serenoa. You had such potential.
Jerrom: I had thought you to be your father's son. I thought you had his compassion, his strength. But today you have proven me wrong.
Serenoa: Don't be so hasty, Jerrom. We don't mean to return you to Hyzante in chains.
Serenoa: We'll ensure the Roselle of the Source receive just and fair treatment. Treatment better than the suffering they've endured for generations.
Serenoa: That's the path that's most beneficial to all. You must trust that my intentions are pure.
Jerrom: Do not speak to me of pure intentions! If you were anything but a liar, then I would not have the deaths of my allies to mourn! Enough!
Serenoa: Curses... I... How did it come to this!?
Rufus: You only slaughtered them that deserved it. Welcome to the way of the world, boy.
Jerrom: You are irredeemable... You will never have our home!
Jerrom: Do not give them any ground! Our friends and families are counting on us!
Frederica: What have we done...?
Jerrom: If there is any scantling of goodness in your hearts, then leave us be! And do not return!
Serenoa: Lay down your weapons and let us settle this matter with words! It is the only way, Jerrom!
Jerrom: Gah!... You ravenous wolves!
Jerrom: You will take naught from us this day!
Jerrom: Ugh... I cannot fail my people here... We must regroup.
Rufus: Gah, they've got a lot more fight in 'em than I thought...
