Orasio Of Osso

IP: FROSTFALLEN

"The Flint Knight"

INT: CLOSE TO NORTHWEST TOWER - DARK

The PLAYER enters a part of the area where a great deal of Frost Fallen have been killed. Standing above the corpses, is an injured ORASIO (ORASIO, who is initially slumped over, slowly turns upright in his best attempts to convey his pride, while pointing his sword towards the sky, then to PLAYER)

PLAYER approaches ORASIO:

On- Screen: (X) Engage dialogue

      ORASIO

I.. am Orasio of Osso… Flint Knight of King Carrel of the same land! Strike, it will not be met with ease.

(If PLAYER does not engage, ORASIO will lower his sword)

  ORASIO

It stands still? *Grunts.

(ORASIO drops his sword while letting out another groan of pain)

  ORASIO

So indecisive your kind is. But, you seem more purposeful than the others.

    ORASIO

You stand before me..my dear Mariam… must be gone...

     ORASIO

I was to flint the North..Time had other plans for Orasio. Perhaps… You can bear my torch.

   

ORASIO

Take this… it’s purpose will reveal itself. If the banner flies before the flame.. Osso will be lost.

(ORASIO will take the flint (item) sliding it over to the PLAYER on the ice.)

 ORASIO Time can be unfair, even when it stands still. Go now, leave me to goodbyes.

-END OF INTERACTION-