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This is a transcript of the cell phone remake of Dragon Quest IV: Chapters of the Chosen.

Prologue[edit]

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(*): What's the matter, Hero?

Have you had enough?

(*): Very well, let us call it a day.

(*): 'Tis my job to make a warrior of you as swiftly as possible, but soon enough, if well enough, as they say.

(*): I shall be on my way, then. You should run along home and rest yourself, Hero.

(*): Oho! You're a spirited one!

(*): But perhaps we should call it a day.

(*): Hey, hop on over here a second, (o mighty hero/o mighty heroine)!

(*): Over here, o great one! Step on it! Oh, but not on me!

(*): You must help me, kind (sir/lady)!

(*): Do not look so alarmed, I am not really a frog.

(*): Be honest, you thought I was a frog, did you not?

(*): You are a very honest person, I see. Well, I would ask a favour of your honest heart.

(*): As you have probably already guessed, I am in truth the princess of a mighty kingdom.

(*): But a wicked witch's horrible spell turned me into the form you see before you now.

(*): I can do nothing to change the shape I have been forced to take, and, in fact, being a frog is not so terrible as one might imagine.

(*): I live a very carefree life, but...

(*): ...but there is just one problem... It's just that...

(*): ...It's...

(*): ...

(*): Oh no! Someone's coming!

(*): You are a very kind person, I see. Well, I would ask a favour of your kind heart.

(*): Good day to you, Hero. 'Twill be gettin' dark before long, it seems.

(*): I should be returnin' home for supper myself.

(*): Well, Hero, you look a mite weary, and no mistake. What's that? Sword practice, you say?

(*): 'Tis hard work indeed, young one, but you must not give up. You've the hopes of the whole village on your narrow shoulders.

(*): But I don't suppose you know much about that yet, eh? Pay no mind to my ramblings.

(*): Aah, how very refreshing. Well met, Hero. You've come to quench your thirst too, eh?

(*): Well, 'tis no surprise after today's practice. 'Twas a lively session to say the least.

(*): Eliza and yourself are as close as ever, I see.

(*): The brazen young thing even came to my house to tell me I should be less hard on you.

(*): I'll own that I've been working you harder than ever these last few weeks, but you're all the hardier for it. You'll thank me one day.

(*): This is the village entrance. I am standing guard here to ensure unwelcome visitors do not breach our borders.

(*): Do you wish to leave the village, Hero?

(*): I am afraid the time is not yet right. You are still too weak.

(*): A wise answer. You shall leave the village only when you are strong enough.

(*): Ah, there you are, Hero! Today I was planning to teach you how to perform the Sizzle spell!

(*): But dusk draws inexorably closer. We will commence the lesson tomorrow.

(*): Zzz...what's goin' on, eh? No one ever comes to this Goddessforsaken village! Zzz...

(*): Oh, 'tis you, Hero. I was just giving the place a quick spruce.

(*): But heaven knows why I bother. Nobody visits all the way out here. And even if they did, we could not allow them to stay...

(*): Oh! Um, I mean, er...I'm just cleaning out the rooms like I always do. Old habits die hard, you know.

(*): Oh, there you are, Hero. You must be famished. Sit down and I'll bring you your supper.

(*): Oh, you're back, Hero. Did you come across Eliza on your travels?

(*): She went out to look for you some time back. I suppose you must just have missed each other somewhere.

(*): The poor girl must still be out there looking for you. Go on and find her, won't you?

Eliza: Hello, Hero. You've finished your sword practice now, have you?

Eliza: What's that? A giant frog? What? What on earth are you talking about?

Eliza: I've been here the whole time, and I certainly haven't seen any such thi-

Eliza: Any such thi-

Eliza: Tee hee hee! Oh, I can't keep this up! Tee hee hee!

Eliza: I think this may be the frog you saw, Hero.

Eliza casts Morph!

Eliza: I live a very carefree life, but...but there is just one problem...

Eliza: It's just that...

Eliza: It's just that I couldn't think of anything good to say after that!

Eliza: If I had spent a little more time preparing my story, I could have come up with something wonderful.

But I'm too, too impatient - I just couldn't wait to show you!

Eliza: You were surprised though, weren't you? Now that I've learned Morph, I can change into all kinds of things.

Eliza casts Morph!

Eliza: I'll just be hopping along then.

Eliza: Oh, I almost forgot. Your mother was looking for you. She said to tell you it's supper time. I think I smelt carrots!

Eliza: Well, I'll be seeing you tomorrow then. Hare's looking at you, Hero!

(*): Oh, you're back, Hero. Did you come across Eliza on your travels?

(*): Oh good. I was worried she would be out looking for you all night.

(*): I see. Perhaps she gave up looking for you and went home. I'm sure she's fine, in any case.

(*): Oh, you're back, Hero. The end of another tiring day, eh?

(*): Well, let us settle down to our supper. I'm famished. Mother!

(*): Alright, alright! I'm coming, I'm coming.

(*): Sit yourself down now, Hero.

(*): Mmm, this is delicious! (munch munch)

(*): By the way, Hero, you are young yet, and only know this, our humble little village.

(*): But the world outside is a vast place, populated by all manner of folk.

(*): Before long, you will be an adult, and a time may come when you must leave the comfort of the village.

(*): I can only imagine what manner of strange and wondrous companions you might encounter on such a journey...

(*): Father, please! Must we have such melancholy conversation at the supper table?

(*): Hero is going to live here with us for ever and ever, aren't you, dear? No matter what happens, we'll always be together.

(*): Of course. What am I saying? Listen to me wittering on. Silly old fool. You just ignore me now. Ha ha ha.

And so, our tale begins...

Chapter I[edit]

Burland[edit]

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This is a tale of palace guards in a small kingdom called Burland.

Among their number is a brave soldier by the name of Ragnar McRyan.

One morning, King Burnard summons all of the guards to the main hall of the castle.

(*): His Majesty is aboot tae make an announcement tae youse all. Simmer doon an' listen noo.

King Burnard: At ease, men.

King Burnard: No doubt youse all ken whit it is I want tae talk tae youse aboot.

King Burnard: I'm sure youse all will hae heard rumours aboot the wee kiddies gaein' missin' of late.

King Burnard: Och, just this morn, I've had mothers from Strathbaile here cryin' aboot their bairns.

King Burnard: Hoo can kiddies be disappearin' like this? Is some rogue snatchin' oor poor mites away?

King Burnard: As king o' this bonnie land, I cannae verra well stand by an' let this continue.

King Burnard: Find oot whit's gaein' on an' report back tae me, men. Away wi' youse!

(*): Good sir! I'm beggin' ye! Please bring ma bairn back safe an' soond!

(*): I'm sure ma wee one's still alive, but if ye dinnae hurry, it may be too late.

King Burnard: Oh, it's Ragnar McRyan, is it no? I must say, I'm findin' this whole situation more than a wee bit puzzlin'.

King Burnard: But I'm full o' hope that we'll get tae the bottom of it all if we talk tae the good folk of oor land an' see whit they hae tae say.

King Burnard: I'm dependin' on ye, Ragnar McRyan. Good luck an' Goddesspeed.

(*): Jings! Whit are ye still daein' here? Ye should be away by now, else the other guards'll be well ahead o' ye.

(*): Well, ye're certainly takin' yer time, McRyan! Och, but ye're a good soldier, an' that's a fact. I'm sure ye hae yer reasons.

(*): Please find oor bairns for us!

(*): I just ken they're still alive. But ye have tae find them fast, afore it's too late!

(*): Dinnae push yerself too hard oot there, Ragnar. If ye get hurt in battle, away wi' ye tae toon an' stay at an inn tae recover.

(*): If yer journey's lookin' tae be a long one, ye'd do well tae buy some medicinal herbs. Ye cannae hae too many, that's whit I say!

(*): This is bonnie Burland Castle.

(*): I willnae allow any suspicious-lookin' folk tae set one foot inside.

(*): If ye walk aboot too long ootside o' toon, it'll be dark afore ye ken it.

(*): The monsters are a lot more fidgety of a night, so ye'll need tae be a wee bit cannie oot there.

(*): Hello there, Ragnar. Och, it's a terrible thing aboot those kiddies gaein' missin'. I've been lookin' intae it a bit maself.

(*): Hae ye ever heard talk aboot the Lord o' the Underworld?

(*): I saw the name in an auld book o' mine, but I cannae seem tae find oot more aboot it.

(*): We came here from Strathbaile just noo.

(*): But we were attacked by monsters so many times on the way, I was thinkin' we'd never make it here alive!

(*): Dinnae be laggin' behind all the other soldiers now, Ragnar.

(*): I've been seein' monsters oot there in the day that used tae only come oot of a night. Ay, it's a scary auld world.

(*): Whit are ye still daein' here, Ragnar? Ye certainly dinnae like tae rush things, eh?

(*): Are all the others no away tae Strathbaile already?

(*): It's only just recently that so many wee kiddies hae started tae disappear. I wonder who could be responsible.

King Burnard: Good tae see ye again, McRyan. But by the look on yer face, I'd say ye cannae hae made much progress yet.

King Burnard: Time's of the essence, ma man. Ye must find oot where those kiddies hae been disappearin' tae.

King Burnard: I'm dependin' on ye, Ragnar McRyan. Good luck an' Goddesspeed.

King Burnard: Good tae see ye again, McRyan.

King Burnard: Mon! I'd say by the look on yer face that ye may well hae got somewhere!

King Burnard: Talaria, ye say? Well, well...

King Burnard: Anyhoo, it's time tae get those wee bairns back tae their mothers.

King Burnard: I'm dependin' on ye, Ragnar McRyan. Good luck an' Goddesspeed.

(*): If ye confess at a church, ye can save a record o' yer travels.

(*): So ye should mind tae drop in whenever ye see one.

(*): Ye can pray tae the Goddess at the same time as keepin' a log o' yer adventures.

(*): This is King Burnard's throne room.

(*): King Burnard is a real gent, no doubt aboot it.

(*): He minds the names of every one of us. Ye cannae ask for more than that, eh, Ragnar?

(*): I cannae help feelin' a mite uneasy whenever I'm lookin' at the sky just lately.

(*): I only hope there's nothin' funny afoot.

(*): I cannae sleep at night thinkin' o' those poor wee bairns. Ye've got tae help us!

(*): King Burnard's already retired for the evening.

(*): Why dinnae ye spend the night in the inn, an' come back the morra?

(*): Time for a wee bit o' shut-eye at last. I'd say folk are at their happiest when they're sleepin'.

(*): Em... The more I look intae it, the more it seems tae be the same.

(*): This funny weather we've been haein' is just like back when the monsters were on the rampage.

(*): Losh! It's a tirin' auld business standin' guard of a castle.

(*): Ah-phew...

(*): Gads! It's a monster! Help! I dinnae want tae die!

(*): Oh... Looks like I must hae been dreamin'.

(*): I wanted tae be a palace guard back in ma day, ye ken.

(*): If ye're helpin' Burland, then I want tae help ye. What dae ye say? Can I tag along wi' ye?

(*): Hoots! I can!? Then let's away!

(*): Och, but I amn't much of a fighter, so dinnae count on me too much there.

(*): Haah... Haah... I cannae get ma breath. Maybe I'm too old for this. Ye should gae on without me.

(*): What a galoot I am thinkin' I can keep up wi' a soldier. Sorry tae take up yer time like that.

(*): King Burnard tries tae keep taxes low so as not tae put too much of a burden on his people.

(*): That's all well an' good, but it means there's no enough money for decent weapons an' armour.

(*): If ye want stronger equipment, ye hae tae save yer cash an' buy it for yerself.

(*): An' if ye dae buy somethin' new, be sure tae equip it rather than just carryin' it aboot wi' ye!

(*): This is bonnie Burland toon.

(*): Ma name's Aigneas. Ma hubbie, Angus, has no come back from his travels, an' it's been more than a wee while now.

Aigneas: If ye see him when ye're flittin' aboot the place, will ye mind tae let me know?

(*): Aigneas's hubbie, Angus, is a right one for adventure.

(*): He went off searchin' for a clue of hoo tae get at the tur in the middle of all that water.

(*): If ye're headed for Strathbaile, ye need tae gae west tae Strathbaile Burrow, an' then north-east when ye get tae the other side.

(*): Ay, those poor kiddies. Surely the folk in Strathbaile will hae some kind o' clue of whit it's all aboot.

(*): That's where it all seems tae be happenin', after all. Ye should away there an' see if ye cannae get some clues.

(*): Ragnar! Hae ye heard o' this thing called battle records?

(*): Apparently, ye can use it tae check on hoo yer fightin' is gaein'.

(*): Ach! Here for a wee bit o' shoppin', are ye? Then maybe ye could away ootside an' 'round tae the counter if it's no too much trouble.

(*): Monsters dinnae ever come intae toon, so it cannae be them responsible for snatchin' the bairns away.

(*): But if it's no monsters, then I cannae understand whit it could be. All I know is that I dinnae hae a good feelin' aboot it.

(*): Is it true that there are kids gaein' missin'?

(*): At least I dinnae hae tae worry aboot it now I amn't a kid any more.

(*): The lady o' the hoose has been waitin' an awful long time for her hubbie tae come home. Poor woman.

(*): Whit? Dae I hae any clues aboot who's takin' the kiddies away?

(*): So ye're another stupid nyaff, are ye? It's obviously the monsters snatchin' 'em away. Stands tae reason.

(*): Och, whit I'd gie tae be able tae sleep in a hoose o' ma own, wi' a roof an' walls tae keep oot the rain.

(*): Meow!

(*): Ah-phew...

(*): I cannae help feelin' that the monsters hae been gettin' a wee bit stronger of late.

(*): So the monsters are gettin' stronger, are they? That's always sure proof that bad things are gaein' on.

(*): I'm afraid I've already shut up shop for today. If ye're after somethin', ye'll hae tae come back the morn.

(*): Zzzzz...

(*): Och! I need a wee wee wee. But I'm too scared tae gae oot on ma own.

(*): Ach, hoo much longer is she gaein' tae wait? I cannae understand why she won't just give up on the auld bampot.

(*): Ma name's Aigneas. Ma hubbie, Angus, has no come back from his travels, an' it's been more than a wee while now.

Aigneas: I've no doubt that he'll be back in his own good time, though. That man cannae live without me, an' that's a fact.

Aigneas: Still, if ye see him when ye're passin' through Strathbaile or the like, will ye mind tae let me know?

(*): Ye just leave the castle tae us, Ragnar. We'll take care o' things here while ye away tae find oot where those kiddies hae got tae.

(*): Och, it's you, Ragnar. Gae on by.

(*): Ye can gae inside the castle by all means, but ye cannae see King Burnard. No one sees His Majesty of a night, I'm afraid.

(*): Ye need tae report tae King Burnard? Well, if there's no hurry, it'd be better if ye come back the morra.

(*): After the stramash of a day he's had, the least we can dae is let him get a good night's sleep.

(*): Ach, it's you Ragnar! Are ye on yer way tae Strathbaile, too?

(*): Whit a gowk I am! I cannae seem tae find ma way.

(*): Sorry? Ye'll show me where the exit is?

(*): Och, there's no need for that, Ragnar. It's better that I get there by maself anyhoo.

(*): Well, hello there, soldier! Welcome tae Strathbaile.

(*): Ye've got tae help us! Oor wee laddie's gone missin'!

(*): Who can be doin' this? I cannae understand hoo anyone would want tae take oor kiddies away.

(*): It's good tae see ye here, soldier. This probably willnae help ye at all, but...

(*): Well, it was like the bairn just disappeared right afore ma eyes.

(*): This is Strathbaile school. The innkeeper's son, wee Willy Wally, was a pupil here afore he disappeared.

(*): The fella doon in the jail says he used tae live in Burland.

(*): Well, if it isn't Ragnar McRyan! So ye finally made it tae Strathbaile, eh?

(*): I'm afraid I've no more information on the whereaboots o' those wee kiddies.

(*): I'm wonderin' if that tur tae the west has somethin' tae dae wi' it all, but I dinnae hae the first clue hoo tae get inside.

(*): There's a cheeky wee beggar who's always footerin' aroond ootside at night.

(*): Next time I see him, I'm gonnae ask just what he thinks he's up tae.

(*): The fella doon in the jail was caught stealin' bread, but his memory's gone and he cannae mind a thing aboot it.

(*): He must hae had somethin' terrifyin' happen tae him tae be reduced back tae bein' a kid like that.

(*): Na na na na naaah! Ye cannae catch me, ye cannae catch me!

(*): Wait! Just wait, will ye!? Jings! Can someone no stop that lass from footerin' aboot!?

(*): Wheesht! Hoo am I supposed tae study wi' all these distractions?

(*): Ye're from the castle in Burland! I think ye're amazin'.

(*): When I grow up, I'm goin' tae be a palace guard just like ye.

(*): Disappearin' children? D'ye mean Willy Wally from the inn? Ah, I know him, all right.

(*): He became an angel an' flew away in the sky. It's true!

(*): It's good that ye came, soldier. But we're in the middle of a lesson right noo.

(*): Come back tonight an' we can gab away as much as ye like then.

(Character) examines the wall.

There are pictures drawn by the children hanging on it.

(*): It sounds like wee Willy Wally was playin' wi' some strange shoes at the time he disappeared. It's all verra strange, if ye ask me.

(*): I'm a travelling nun. I journey around the world to spread word of the Goddess.

(*): I'm sure the children who went missing will hear her voice in the end, and be guided back to safety.

(*): D'ye ken that I'm the one who caught that laddie stealin' the bread?

(*): He's behind bars doon in the jail noo, but he's no showin' a scrap o' remorse.

(*): He's even got the cheek tae be pretendin' he's a kid an' askin' tae be let oot!

(*): Meow.

(*): Who are ye?

(*): Can ye let me oot of here? I only took the bread because I was hungry. LET ME OOT! WAAAAH!!!

(*): Huuh, huuh. Sorry? Ma name? I'm Angus.

(*): That fella who stole the bread was havin' a good time of it chattin' away tae the kiddies afore he was caught.

(*): Hic! Ye cannae beat a wee dram while ye're lookin' up at the stars.

(*): Ay, it's a real puzzler this one. Hoo can kiddies just disappear intae thin air?

(*): The man doon in the jail is called Angus. He's oor friend.

(*): Willy Wally an' ma brother are bein' punished for disobeyin' ma pa.

(*): Pa told them not tae go playin' ootside the village, but they dinnae ever listen.

(*): Ma laddie's one o' the ones that went missin'!

(*): Who's doin' this tae us? I cannae understand whit anyone would want wi' oor bairns.

(*): Let's play again the morn, Angus. Ah-phew...

(*): Not tae worry now.

(*): Kiddies always hae their secrets. It's only natural, wouldnae ye say, soldier?

(*): Hello, soldier. We were just discussin' the whole sorry situation.

(*): I cannae help but think that the bairns are hidin' somethin' between themselves.

(*): Whit!? Ye know I've been peekin' in at the bath!?

(*): Em... I tell ye whit. Keep it tae yerself an' I'll let ye in on a secret.

(*): The thing is, I've seen that man who's in jail afore. Over in Burland toon, if I mind rightly.

(*): Once ye've had a wee chat wi' him, ye should head back over tae Burland an' see if ye cannae learn a thing or two there.

(*): I'm a travelling nun. I'm about to have a bath, so I'd be grateful if you could make yourself scarce.

(*): Aye, this is a bonny wee bath, an' no mistake. I should know, I cleaned it wi' ma own hands.

Angus: Ay, that's right. I'm Angus. So hoo do ye know ma name?

Angus: Ha ha ha! Ooooh!

Angus: Monsters! Monsters are comin'! Help!

(*): I wanted tae be a palace guard back in ma day, ye ken.

(*): If ye're helpin' Burland, then I want tae help ye. What dae ye say? Can I tag along wi' ye?

(*): Hoots! I can!? Then let's away!

(*): Och, but I amn't much of a fighter, so dinnae count on me too much there.

(*): Haah... Haah... I cannae get ma breath. Maybe I'm too old for this. Ye should gae on without me.

(*): What a galoot I am thinkin' I can keep up wi' a soldier. Sorry tae take up yer time like that.

(*): King Burnard tries tae keep taxes low so as not tae put too much of a burden on his people.

(*): That's all well an' good, but it means there's no enough money for decent weapons an' armour.

(*): If ye want stronger equipment, ye hae tae save yer cash an' buy it for yerself.

(*): An' if ye dae buy somethin' new, be sure tae equip it rather than just carryin' it aboot wi' ye!

(*): This is bonnie Burland toon.

Aigneas: Oh no! Angus has been locked up in Strathbaile jail for stealin', ye say?

Aigneas: That's just terrible. I cannae believe he'd do a thing like that.

Aigneas: Can ye take me tae him? I really need yer help here.

Aigneas joins Ragnar!

(*): Aigneas's husband, Angus, is a right one for adventure.

(*): He went off searchin' for a clue of hoo tae get at that tall building in the middle of all that water.