Eleanor/Stories
An elf named Eleanor is transported to Starview, a village she had only heard about in ancient songs. She joins forces with Light so both can find their way home and defeat the Lord of Shadow.
Eleanor: Melsele! Where are you? Answer me! Melsele!
Eleanor: The Resistance members are gone too... But how does a force that big just disappear?
Eleanor: ...
Monster: Grah?!
Eleanor: Looks like the fiends sent me a few playmates.
Eleanor: It's quiet... Far too quiet for a battlefield.
Eleanor: Where am I?
Eleanor: What?
Eleanor: How...
Eleanor: What did you do to me?! Are you working with the fiends?!
Light: Fiends?
Stella: Welcome to Starview Village. I am its Keeper, Stella.
Eleanor: Starview Village? I can't believe it...
Eleanor: That’s one of the Stars Immemorial... El Zand.
Eleanor: Just who are you?
Eleanor: My name is Eleanor. I'm an elf, one of the Beings who Wake Beneath the Stars. I'm sorry I pointed my sword at you.
Light: You were caught unawares in the heat of battle. Anyone would have done the same. ...But you're an elf, you say?
Stella: Do you know of them?
Light: Only what I have heard from myths and children's tales. I did not think them real.
Eleanor: My people have existed since ancient times. We are growers of trees, writers of songs, and when need calls for it, soldiers of war.
Eleanor: Currently, we and a group of humans are working together to bring down the fiends.
Light: What sort of creatures are these fiends?
Eleanor: They have blue skin, red wings, and curved horns. But most of the time we're stuck fighting their pets— sickening beasts called daemons.
Light: Then they are the same fiends I know.
Light: It's as I thought. Ours is not the only realm they have invaded.
Eleanor: ...So the Stars Immemorial are other worlds.
Eleanor: It's said that stars have gotten dimmer and smaller with time.
Eleanor: Only through the Stars Immemorial can we glimpse their formal glory. ...I've heard about El Zand in the songs of the high elves.
Eleanor: They also sang of Starview Village... But I never thought I'd find it on another world.
Light: Stella, what do you know of the elves?
Stella: ...?
Stella: I can't recollect anything...
Eleanor: ...
Light: Eleanor. We find ourselves in similar circumstances.
Light: I too seek a way home, so I may bring the Dark Throne to justice. Will you not join us?
Eleanor: Bring the Dark Throne to justice? ...But you're tiny.
Eleanor: ...Sorry. I was just surprised by your courage.
Eleanor: It would be an honor to join you.
Light: The honor is all ours.
Stella: We're glad to have you with us, Eleanor.
Eleanor: Stay safe, Melsele... I'll find my way back to you, I promise.
Eleanor tries to get closer to Stella, but is hopelessly bad at conversation. The problem resolves itself when Stella asks Eleanor to teach her elvish songs.
Eleanor: Stella, mind if I ask you a few questions?
Stella: Of course not.
Eleanor: Our songs tell of a sage so wise they could bring peace to any city. Know anything about them?
Stella: I do not.
Eleanor: Never mind then.
Eleanor: ...How did you become Keeper of this village?
Stella: How?
Stella: I've been Keeper as long as I can remember.
Eleanor: I see.
Stella: I'm sorry. I don't know myself very well.
Eleanor: I see.
Alk: Yeesh... They're so awkward...
Alk: Hey. Sorry for dragging you along, Eleanor.
Eleanor: Not at all. Procuring food's an important task.
Alk: You can say that again. Now, let's see... Red mushrooms... Red mushrooms...
Eleanor: Is that all we're having for dinner?
Alk: Huh? I mean, I've got some other stuff lined up, but mushroom's kind of going to be the main ingredient. ...Do you not like mushrooms?
Eleanor: N-no! That's not what I was trying to say.
Eleanor: I have a friend who taught me about herbs and spices, and I was going to offer to bring back whatever you needed...
Eleanor: *sigh* That same friend also used to call me a terrible communicator...
Alk: ...Oh. Is that what all the awkwardness with Stella was about? You were just trying to have a conversation?
Eleanor: Are you... all-seeing?
Alk: That explains so much...
Eleanor: Think that tiny champion will have some good advice?
Alk: Huh?
Light: I've grasped the problem...
Light: But I see no solution.
Eleanor: Gosh... I'm so embarrassed...
Alk: Come on, Champion! You got to give her SOMETHING.
Light: You'd be a far better adviser!
Alk: Yeah, but she's asking YOU!
Eleanor: So Alk's proficient in the art of socializing?
Light: Yes. His cooking has earned the admiration of many.
Eleanor: Cooking? Is cooking the key? ...Then I'm doomed...
Alk: Listen, making friends and bribing people with food are two different things.
Stella: It sounds like you're having fun.
Eleanor: Stella, about what happened earlier—
Stella: Eleanor. I have a favor to ask you.
Eleanor: W-what is it?
Stella: I'd like to hear the songs passed down among your people.
Stella: It might teach me more about myself.
Eleanor: You want me to sing? But I...
Stella: ...Is that a no?
Eleanor: No! Um, I mean, it's a yes. I'd be happy to, Stella.
Stella: Thank you, Eleanor.
Light: All has been resolved.
Alk: No thanks to you. Tiny Champion.
Light: ...
During a battle with a golem, the ground beneath Eleanor collapses. She expresses regret that she is a warrior and not a poet like most of her people, but Stella helps her realize there is beauty in unexpected places.
Alk: ...I think we bit off more than we can chew.
Eleanor: I can take them.
Alk: Wait!
Alk: Awesome...
Alk: But you shouldn't have charged in a—
Alk: ...!
Golem: GROOOAR!
Alk: What's a golem doing here?!
Eleanor: WATCH OUT!
Alk: Whoa!
Eleanor: A mechanical puppet, huh? Hah. Think I'm too old to be playing with—
Eleanor: What?
Alk: ELEANOR!
Stella: I'm going after her.
Alk: Why don't you people WAAAAAIT?!
???: The sun trickles through the leaves...
???: The light of day the night unweaves...
???: Awake, sweet child of stars above...
???: Awake to sing about light and love… Awake, sweet child, awake.
Eleanor: Mm…
Eleanor: Mel?
Eleanor: ...Stella?
Stella: You're awake.
Eleanor: Where are we?
Stella: One of the Kaleidoscope's lower levels. We fell through the floor.
Eleanor: We have to find a way back!
Stella: I would advise against moving. We should wait here for Alk.
Eleanor: ...You're right. Sorry, Stella. I was reckless, and that put all of us in danger...
Eleanor: Earlier... you were singing an elf song.
Stella: Yes. One that you taught me.
Eleanor: You have a beautiful voice.
Stella: I was only imitating a friend. She's a far better singer.
Eleanor: But you were able to sing with feeling… You'd make a far better elf than me.
Stella: ...?
Eleanor: It was in the song. Elves live to sing about light and love.
Eleanor: But I chose the sword over the harp. So my people started calling me Starflame, after the lightning that I fight with.
Eleanor: Lightning splits apart trees and sets fire to forests. An unfortunate name for an elf, but a fitting one for me.
Stella: But lightning is beautiful.
Stella: A thunderstorm once came while we were staying at a Palpebran inn. Everyone was... agitated by the lightning.
Stella: But Alk said he had a lot of fun that night... I did too.
Stella: That's why I like lightning.
Eleanor: I see... Thank you, Stella.
Eleanor: Heh. You have quite a way with words.
Stella: That's sarcasm. Nimbus is also a heavy user.
Alk: Take THIS! ...'Kay, never mind. AHHHH!
Eleanor: Alk!
Alk: Eleanor?! Thank goodness you're safe!
Alk: Hey! Why don't you learn to GET LOST?!
Eleanor: I'm sorry, Alk. This time, we fight together.
Alk: Oh, okay. Cool!
Eleanor: I am the Starflame, Eleanor. It's over, puppet!