Blade Lineage Salsu Faust/Voicelines

Overview

Voicelines

Identity Story

Occasion	English	Audio
Identity Acquisition	A night before a battle is always so silent. Ah, and the moon has waxed full tonight, too.
Morning Greeting	Good morning. This is an opportune time for a modest meal and a warm cup of tea. There is no need for urgency.
Afternoon Greeting	I plan to postpone my noon training until next time. I... believe that it is best that I review my book of techniques to ensure that I have not left anything behind.
Evening Greeting	The pale moon glimmers white. With no trace of shadows, bright. Now is the time most apt.
Chatter #1	I once trained my precision by casting the red plum petals under the starry sky... and rending them before they hit the floor. The sight of scattering red petals was... I daresay that it was quite beautiful. I witness that beauty still, from time to time. The only difference is that the petals are more liquid than solid.
Chatter #2	Obsession with the blade is a shared passion among those who are a part of the Lineage. But I believe that I am past the stage of learning via muscle memory. Now, I train with my mind.
Chatter #3	Witness the whirling arc of the blade. Does it not resemble art beyond the realms of martial techniques? Let the sky be the paper upon which my blade draws an arc that breaks not... Ah, I seem to have lost myself for a moment.
Post-Uptie Chat 1	After going through so much trouble to advance before our gates under the cover of night... is this all you could muster, Kurokumo Clan? You scatter so helplessly.
Post-Uptie Chat 2	They will not, to their last moments of consciousness, understand that they have become naught but red petals blowing in the wind. Though our tools are much alike, I remain a step above them still.
Idle	You may remain still all day. I shall converse with the moon.
Uptying	This is a good night to engage in a dance of blades. Particularly exquisite are the flowers blossoming from the tip of a moon-dipped blade. Why not go and appreciate the petals?
Deployment	So we march.
Stage Entry	Let the flowers bloom.
Viewed in Battle	Are you enjoying yourself?
Commencing Attack	Scoundrels.
Enemy Stagger	Let it blossom.
Staggered	Mmm.
Enemy Killed	Like a bed of flowers.
Death	So... the red plum blossom... blooms from me all the same...
Check Passed	No cause for it to be amiss.
Check Failed	It was fated to be amiss.
Victory Cry	I have cast the unsightly flowers from here. Let us see where we will now reside.
Extra Conditions Fulfilled	When the flowers wither, a new tree shall take root here. It will grow to be a pillar that will protect our home. I am certain of that.
Defeat Wail	We are... wanderers without destinations. Seeds without soil to take root in... When will our home be found?