We open to the party being brought aboard Ghis’ flagship, the Dreadnought Leviathan. Hilariously, the little transport craft has these two protrusions on the front that look like someone welded two swords to the bumper. I can’t help but imagine this little bumper-car ship ramming dreadnoughts with its teensy little fender blades.
The Ministry of Law has repeatedly denied Judge Gabranth's request to have his personal shuttle painted midnight purple and airbrushed with the words 'SPEED KING' and a four-armed, crocodile-headed cyborg riding a flaming skeletal horse.
As the party is brought onto the bridge, who should be waiting for them but Amalia! Basch greets her as Majesty, and in response she slaps the taste out of his mouth, because nothing good can ever happen to Basch. Ghis confirms that she is indeed Ashelia B’nargin Dalmasca (*snicker* “B’nargin”), and everyone is shocked but Basch.
I like Ashe.
Ghis does note that, without any proof of her lineage, she’ll simply be hanged with the rest of the insurgents. Basch pipes up saying that he had a contingency for just such an occasion and that he and he alone knows the location of such proof, an artifact called the Dusk Shard. Which is to say, the Goddess Magicite Vaan has in his pocket. No really, it starts glowing right on cue and he pulls it on out. Does the Empire not frisk prisoners?! This is the second time! Judge Ghis finally gets the hint and yoinks it out of his hands, exclaiming, “Well shit, that cleared up quicker than I thought it would.”
Vaan demonstrates his trademark lack of self-awareness by demanding “no executions” before he hands over the stone. Ghis mutters to himself about Vayne wanting the stone for some purpose, and they are led away to the brig.
Continue reading 〉〉 “A Travelog of Ivalice, Part 5: Imperial Mercy and Other Lies”
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