The Sacred Breeze So Often Breathes

Fast travel to the beacon at the Lighthouse of Dawn

Enter Ragunna City

Head to the Liberty Square

Leave the Liberty Square

Abby: Okay, where to next?

Rover: Let's go get our money first.

Rover: The invitation mentioned we could pick it up from Averardo Bank.

Ride the Gondola to Averardo Bank

Rover: A gift from one of Rinascita's founding families... It's bound to be a hefty sum.

Abby: Awesome! Once we have it, let's treat ourselves to a meal at a restaurant.

Abby: I'm actually starving now... Not even joking...

Go to Averardo Bank

Head to the bank counter

Zani: I'm Zani, a staff member here. The Montelli family ordered me to welcome you and assist with accessing your fund.

Zani: ...Understood.

Zani: Your fund is ready. Please follow me.

Zani: You may present your Terminal.

Mercurio: Beep—beep—

Zani: I believe this is your first time using our service. As the Montelli family's esteemed guest, we're upgrading your account to Gold Membership.

Zani: Yes, all Echoes here belong to the Montelli family. Mercurio's designed to provide self-service banking.

Zani: The Montellis also put me in charge as your bodyguard and tour guide for Ragunna. If you want to see the city before the Carnevale, I can arrange a travel itinerary. Perhaps a Thundering Mephis type of outing may suit you, hm?

Zani: It's a popular choice for visiting all the tourist attractions quickly, though I wouldn't bother with it personally.

Zani: Not at all. The Montellis always treat their guests with hospitality. I'm simply following their lead.

Mercurio: Beep—beep—

Zani: Yes. The nearest one is Trattoria Margherita. I personally recommend Pizza Tropicale. Would you like to dine there?

Zani: Sorry, I have some work to handle. Please excuse me for a moment.

Zani: The last lots for the auction have arrived and will be escorted back by designated Echoes. Make sure you get them on time.

Zani: Keep an eye on No. 23 and 56—they're foreign curiosities insured by Mr. Lombardi. Don't screw it up.

Zani: All the details are in the memo... Okay, I'll leave it to you.

Zani: ...Ha.

Zani: Yes, thank you for asking. The Bank is short-staffed due to secondments, so I'm handling a few extra things.

Zani: Normally, I wouldn't take on extra assignments, but my manager promised some paid days off, and the Montellis can be very gener—

Rover: Don't worry about me, I can handle myself without involving the Montellis. I'm not one for formalities, so let's keep it relaxed.

Zani: ...If that's what you want.

Zani: Thank you, Rover. All that formality was starting to feel like exercise.

Zani: Let's go get something to eat, shall we?

Go to Trattoria Margherita

Margherita: Welcome to Trattoria Margherita!

Margherita: Ciao, Zani! Knocking off early today, huh?

Zani: Not really... still on duty.

Margherita: Is that so? You seem alright, considering. So, what will it be today? The "Adios, Workdays" or the "Thank Goodness It's the Holiday" platter?

Zani: ...The last one. Thanks.

Margherita: I see. You certainly have the air of someone who matters.

Margherita: How about Steak Margherita and Nuvola Pasta? Both excellent choices!

Zani: The woman speaks the truth.

Margherita: Take a seat! Your meals will be ready soon!

Find a seat and sit down

Margherita: Here's your food. Enjoy!

Abby: *Sniffs* Oh what's that smell... it's so good!

Zani: You're... Abby, right?

Abby: Hi there... Gosh, this tastes amazing...

Zani: Zani. Nice to meet you.

Zani: Well, foreign Echoes aren't exactly a daily sight here.

Abby: Told ya! I'm always the most special one! Mmm, this is so good!

Zani: Alright, let's dig in.

Zani: You will enjoy the food, of course. We Ragunnesi take pride in our food traditions.

Zani: For instance, never overcook seafood, or you'll ruin its natural taste. Always serve freshwater fish before sea fish, or its tender flavor will be masked.

Zani: I'd start with this appetizer. It complements the main course—hearty but not too heavy, perfect for those burning the midnight oil.

Zani: And don't forget the aperitif. As we say, "If you can't appreciate good wine, you don't deserve good water."

Zani: To you, guests from afar...

Zani: ...and my vacation that never seems to come.

Abby: Phew... nothing beats a good meal... Wait, what's the buzz over there?

Zani: Probably the Montelli's Echo show. They've been rehearsing for days, getting ready to perform it for the Sentinel at Carnevale.

Zani: Intrigued, are we? The formal event will be even more spectacular.

Zani: Watch out!

???: Command...

???: Unify...

???: Ascend...

???: Converge...

???: Thou hast come at last... I am the Imperator. Aid me, O Arbiter... that we may return the Lost unto the earthly realm!

Acolyte of the Order: The other one's gotten loose... Hey! It's getting away!

Acolyte of the Order: After it!

A Lycoris petal lies on the ground, emanating an ominous aura...

You vaguely remember seeing this kind of flower before...

Margherita: That was so scary! I really thought Bakie was gonna lose control just like that Vitreum Dancer…

Margherita: Anyway, you really shouldn’t have had to go through such a rough experience on your first visit to Ragunna.

Margherita: Here, take these dishes—they’re on the house! Hope this keeps your day on the bright side!

Track the Echo that lost control

Zani: Are you alright? It's strange. Why did that Echo suddenly lose control…

Rover: I'm fine. Something's off with those Echoes. Let's try calming them down.

Stop the Echo that lost control

Abby: Are you okay?

You brief her on what you just saw.

Abby: Now that I think about it, the frequency vibration I sensed felt a lot like... empathy.

Zani: Empathy…?

Abby: Well, maybe telepathy? Not sure. It's hard to explain…

Zani: Telepathy… Yes, according to legend, the Sentinel speaks directly into the mind of the Laureate. Could that be what happened?

Rover: (The Sentinel has countless ways to send a message, and through the Order is apparently the most convenient one, but why did they go through all the trouble...?)

Rover: (Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe calling for help was the only option?)

Rover: (With that message left on Tethys… Could the Sentinel here be in a situation similar to Jué's?)

Zani: Yes, it was. The Montelli family has been promoting the use of Reserved Terminals and Echoes.

Zani: Most Ragunnesi use Common Echoes and don't know much about the Reserved ones. The Montellis spotted a chance and started researching Reserved Terminals.

Zani: They push to bring back the Carnevale so they can showcase their Reserved Terminals, prove the quality of their Echoes, and attract both customers and investors.

Zani: Oh sorry, just a minute.

Zani: Yes, Mr. Alberto. An Echo was...

Zani recounts what happened to the caller. Moments later...

Zani: ...I see.

Zani: Sorry to keep you waiting. That was Mr. Alberto from the Montelli family. Also my employer.

Zani: He extends a sincere apology for what just happened. They too are at a loss to explain what caused the accident.

Zani: No... After all, such an incident only hinders their promotion of Reserved Terminals. They have no reason to rejoice over it.

Zani: Hmph, I won't pry into my ward's privacy. I only remember what I need to get the job done. Anything else I accidentally overhear just slips my mind.

Zani: Don't thank me, thank the family who hired me. Their generosity is beyond what you can imagine.

Zani: It was complete chaos, but I spied the direction it fled… We can try our luck at the Pioneer Association.

Zani: Good. Let's go this way. It's right over there.

Zani: No problem.

Head to the Pioneer Association

???: Here's to a world of discoveries and wonders! Welcome to the Pioneer Association!

???: Ms. Zani! It's been some time! Have you finally decided to join us?

Zani: No, I'm here for something else. This is Mr. Fulmine from the Pioneer Association.

Fulmine: Your name rings a bell… Oh! Y-you're the legendary Rover?!

Zani: Wait, you're actually some kind of celebrity?

Fulmine: Ha, indeed he is. Ragunna's routes have only recently opened, so his feats haven't made it here yet. Should you perform a great deed, trust me to ensure your name echoes throughout Ragunna!

Zani: I had a nagging feeling I've met someone important... But let's get back to what matters.

Zani: We're here to ask a favor. We're investigating a Vitreum Dancer who caused a scene around Trattoria Margherita.

Zani: It fled in this direction, and we're wondering if you can recreate the scene for us.

Fulmine: Ah, I know the one you mean. Saw it streaking out of the city with a few Order fellows in tow.

Fulmine: As for recreating the scene… C-MOSS, my friend, it's time to get to work!

C-MOSS: Hmph.

Fulmine: Alright, where is it? My memory of that Vitreum Dancer… Ah, I've found it!

Zani: Mr. Fulmine's Forte is Celluloid Chronicle. He can convert events into film, recording all that happens within a span of time.

Zani: His partner, C-MOSS, uses a "Memory Projector" Forte to show these captured moments.

Fulmine: There it is! Take a look!

Abby: (…What do you think I am? Not a chance! And I'm too sleepy to help, just wake me if there's any progress…)

Fulmine: I'm sorry. I can only record what is plain to the eye.

Fulmine: …Give me a moment. Ah, yes! Look at this!

Zani: How could this be...

Zani: Indeed. But it's rare to wear a mask before the Carnevale. He must have wanted to hide his face.

Fulmine: Then perhaps we should seek Ms. Nyarla's expertise. She's known for her intricate masks, and this one seems custom.

Zani: Ah-ha, Excellent. Let's make for the Masked Reverie.

Fulmine: Good luck!

Nervous Acolyte: Oh, the Sentinel is in a great rage! They are warning us, reminding us of our follies.

Nervous Acolyte: We shouldn't have forgotten... Ten years ago, it was our unbridled indulgence that brought about divine punishment!

Nervous Acolyte: Oh, dear visitor from afar, you may not know. Ten years ago, the Carnevale angered the Sentinel and brought forth divine punishment. Primus Fenrico foresaw the shadow beneath the revelry and halted its spread!

Zani: Simply put, many terrible accidents happened during that Carnevale, like Echoes losing control. Since then, the Primus ordered the Carnevale to stop.

Zani: Most Ragunnesi don't like to talk about that tragedy, so it's understandable you haven't heard of it.

Nervous Acolyte: Echoes are messengers of the Sentinel. They lost control and attacked people because they were corrupted, reflecting our transgressions against the Sentinel!

Nervous Acolyte: It may be a divine blessing, but it has committed an assault against the Sentinel's people. The corrupted will be purified under the holy light of the Genesis Nexus. As for the one that escaped, the Order will retrieve it as soon as possible to prevent further harm.

Zani: In other words, the Echo will be reset in the Data Bank. That's how we Ragunnesi usually deal with malfunctioning Echoes.

Nervous Acolyte: We deeply apologize for the disturbance caused by that undisciplined Echo… Now, please excuse me. I have other matters to attend to.

The Acolyte leaves while murmuring to herself.

Zani: She may not have given us anything useful, but she did remind me of one thing—that Vitreum Dancer's behavior was different from those Echoes that went wild in the past. It seemed to have a clear goal and a sentience.

Zani: The Echoes are connected with each other, so usually if one loses control, the others will be affected too. However, we haven't received any reports of other Echoes losing control.

Zani: You're right. We need to catch it before the Order does, or we won't be able to get the information we need.

(Optional) Go to the Montelli Quarter to investigate

Timoteo: Ha, Antonio, surely you know how things work here. It's always about who pays more. Is there a problem?

Antonio: Do you Fisalias even honor contracts?

Timoteo: Ha, since when do Montellis fret over such trivialities?

Timoteo: Instead of whining, maybe focus on cleaning up the mess your Echoes caused. Ha ha ha...

The Fisalia man walks away, leaving Antonio fuming.

Antonio: And you are…?

Zani: Greetings, Sir Antonio. I'm Zani from the Averardo Bank.

Zani: This gentleman here is a distinguished guest of your family, Rover. He was attacked by a rogue Vitreum Dancer while dining, and we're investigating.

Antonio: Well, before I do, a little context first.

Antonio: In Ragunna, the Order controls all Terminals for Echo use. They store Echoes in their Data Bank and only grant access after thorough screening.

Antonio: Only a select few Resonators are permitted to carry a Reserved Terminal.

Antonio: You see, most Ragunnesi rely on the Genesis Nexus and Common Echoes, with little need for the special access types.

Antonio: However, things have changed with Ragunna opening up to the greater Solaris. People want to travel, making Reserved Terminals essential for safety outside the Order's reach.

Antonio: You see why demand is up. The Montellis saw an opportunity and started to develop them. After all, necessity is the mother of invention, hm?

Antonio: It should be celebrated, but some think we disrespect the Order's authority or even the Sentinel by doing this. The path forward has been... resistant.

Antonio: Heh, if you ask me, I suspect the Fisalia family has been spreading slanders about us.

Antonio: Sigh… The Fisalias have coerced our miners to break their contracts, seizing our largest vein and cutting off our Terminal supply.

Antonio: They say the Fisalias have been seen frequenting the Cathedral of Mercury. They must be in league with the Order. How else would they dare to seize our mine so boldly?

Antonio: And it gets worse. With the Carnevale nearing and our Echoes malfunctioning, the family's Executor might have to step in.

Antonio: The Carnevale is at risk. While we hope it brings fortune, the festival itself is what truly matters to us, just like the rest of Ragunna.

Antonio: Ah, understood. Thank you! But I'm afraid we can't spare any of our own to assist you. Rest assured, the Montellis are always generous. Here's an advance. Once the matter is resolved, you'll be well-rewarded.

Zani: Take it. In Ragunna, if you want help, you must offer a reward and one only declines a reward when they refuse to help.

Antonio: Yes, that's right. Please accept it. If that's all, I must be on my way. There are many matters to attend to...

Antonio departs with a sigh. The weight on his shoulders seems heavier than before.

Zani: From what we know, the Montelli family has no motive for such incidents. They've been anticipating the Carnevale's arrival.

Zani: Why do I feel like I've gotten myself into something above my pay grade…

Zani: You're right. Let's go.

Go to Masked Reverie

Young Woman: Has the perfume, compact, and jewelry set arrived?

???: Yes, they have. Would you like them now, or shall we deliver them to your residence before tonight?

Young Woman: Tonight… No, I'll take them now.

???: …Of course. I'll have someone fetch them immediately. It won't take long.

???: Hehe, so eager to skip the pleasantries, are we? I'm right here. Do I seem invisible, or are you simply ignoring me? I am... right behind you.

Zani: Madame Nyarla, I saw you. Your mask gave you away.

Nyarla: Hehe, don't spoil my secret so soon. It's not every day I get such a charming visitor.

Nyarla: Besides, only by "hiding" oneself can the true beauty of a mask be revealed, don't you think?

Zani: But scaring the guests is just your twisted sense of humor, isn't it?

You elaborate on the mask design you saw in Fulmine's memory to Nyarla.

Nyarla: Hmm? That's quite a detailed description, even covering the smallest intricacies... I admit, I'm surprised.

Nyarla: Not long ago, we customized a mask just like the one you've described.

Nyarla: If the Carnevale is a dream shared by all Ragunnesi, then a well-crafted mask is the key to it.

Nyarla: When faces are hidden, souls break free from the shackles of everyday life. That's why we love balls and plays, eagerly awaiting the Carnevale.

Nyarla: Masks liberate our spirits. We believe they reveal what lies within. It is our honor to help our customers express their innermost selves.

Young Woman: That's a very fine mask.

Young Woman: If I remember correctly, the one Mr. Gilberto picked up last week looked very similar. If it's your first mask, a unique design might be more fitting?

Nyarla: You have an impressive memory.

Young Woman: I'll be on my way now.

Nyarla: Yes, they're one of the oldest families in Rinascita. Their ancestors once ignited a war here, but they were defeated and driven out of Ragunna.

Zani: The Fisalias are a mixed lot—while some hold honor, others bring disgrace to the name.

Nyarla: They show new ambitions. Lately, they've taken to more prominent roles in the city, flaunting their mining ventures and acting with increasing arrogance.

Nyarla: Speaking of which, I revised Monsieur Gilberto's mask twenty-three times…

Zani: I see why it's left a deep impression…

Nyarla: Rumor has it the Montellis plan to push for Reserved Echoes at the Carnevale. It's stirred tension with the Fisalia family. Best avoid any association.

Zani: The Fisalia's residencies are near the Cathedral of Mercury. We could stop by the Order for more information.

Zani: Thank you for the lead, Madame Nyarla. Oh, and we will reconsider the mask's design. Thank you for your time.

Nyarla: Hehe, you're too polite, Mademoiselle Zani. You're my special guest, after all.

Nyarla: Isn't it interesting how a small mask can both hide and reveal? I can't wait to see the "face" you'll choose to show.

Nyarla: I look forward to your next visit. This splendid reverie is always open for you.

Ride the Gondola to the Cathedral of Mercury

Zani: Ciao, we need to get to the Cathedral of Mercury.

Gondolier: Got it! Please, come aboard.

Zani: Legends say the Sentinel quelled the storm and stilled the waves, sparing countless lives at sea.

Zani: To show their gratitude, people place candles around the statue, keeping them lit both day and night. Every boat that passes pays their respects.

Zani: It may seem fanciful, but it's best to show respect as we pass by.

Abby: So is this the statue of the Sentinel? Why does it feel weird...

Zani: We are now in the Fisalia Residencies territory. We should... Wait, look over there…

Zani: He looks like the man we saw in Mr. Fulmine's memory. Isn't that Gilberto?

Zani: Let's follow him.

Follow Gilberto into the Cathedral

???: Gilberto, how are things progressing?

Gilberto: Your trust means a lot, Priest Alessio. The "Flower" has been quite... effective.

Priest Alessio: A word of caution. Don't overstep. We can't afford unwanted scrutiny.

Gilberto: I know what I'm doing.

Priest Alessio: Our sanctuary isn't infinite. Some murmurs are getting harder to quiet.

Gilberto: I understand. That's why we seek "unity" and "integration."

Gilberto: Our beliefs are already one. This is also the destiny They intend.

Find Gilberto

Priest Alessio: Sir Gilberto...? Oh, Gilberto from the Fisalia family.

Priest Alessio: A pious soul, frequently here in prayer. But not today, it seems.

Priest Alessio: I've heard whispers of you. An Acolyte mentioned your desire to meet the Sentinel. I assume you must be interested in following Their path.

Priest Alessio: In the last Carnevale, a sea fog shrouded the entire city. Echoes paraded like lost souls, a dragon roared above, and a beast in the sea stirred up towering waves…

Priest Alessio: It was sent as punishment and warning against our indulgence and division.

Priest Alessio: This is our Primus, Fenrico, the Enlightened One.

Priest Alessio: Amidst that chaos, he stepped forward and quelled the Sentinel's wrath.

Priest Alessio: Ragunna's greatness was forged from its battles with the sea. It inspired a common goal in all our hearts.

Priest Alessio: Without everyone working together, land cannot be cultivated, islands cannot unite, and dams cannot be built. A nation's strength lies in its unity.

Priest Alessio: You see, this is why we preach restraint and control over our desires. Only through rituals can we strengthen our resolve, our unity!

Priest Alessio: This is why we must banish those who stray from the right path and impose restrictions on those who threaten the common good.

Priest Alessio: Hehe, you misunderstand me.

Priest Alessio: I simply mean that the Order's actions are always made with great deliberation.

Priest Alessio: Guided by the Sentinel, we strive to unite and lead the people. We hope to build a kingdom on high, a land of the blessed… As it was in the beginning, and ever shall be.

Priest Alessio: I trust you'll have faith in the Order's judgment. We handle all matters that come to our attention.

Priest Alessio: ...What did you say? How could the Montelli family...

Priest Alessio: Forgive me, I must attend to pressing matters.

Priest Alessio: If you have further questions, seek answers in the cathedral. We are always open to those in search of truth.

Priest Alessio: But I remind you to keep your distance from the sacred relics and honor our customs. Otherwise, we will have no choice but to address any act of disrespect.

Zani: What's got him so rattled that he'd leave us like that?

Zani: He's hiding something. We saw Gilberto enter the cathedral with our own eyes. He couldn't have vanished into thin air.

Zani: Could there be a hidden chamber or secret passage within the cathedral?

Rover: Now that you mention it, something's not sitting right.

Follow the trail

Leave the Cathedral of Mercury

Follow the trail

Zani: I didn't expect the Order to have such a grand garden hidden here.

Zani: But where could Gilberto have gone? Let's split up and see what we can find.

Use Sensor to uncover Gilberto's trail

Follow the trail

Did he head that way?

At the end of the garden… is that a confessional?

Enter the Confession Room

Phrolova: Looks like they're slowly finding their way.

Phrolova: No need to rush—I, too, am curious to see what truths await them.

Phrolova: The grand revelry draws closer and closer...

???: Step forward.

???: Now, I shall open the path to your ascension.