Tanith: Oh, excuse me…
Tanith: Did you just drop this cloth?
Oscar: Oops. Yes, that’s mine. Thank you for picking it up. I apologize for troubling you, Commander Tanith.
Tanith: What is your name?
Oscar: Silly me. I forgot to introduce myself! I am Oscar, of the Greil Mercenaries. It’s a pleasure to meet you, milady.
Tanith: Hm. I hadn’t thought you were one of the mercenaries. That’s quite interesting. I am here with only a minimal retinue, but I hope that we can demonstrate the greatness of Begnion’s knights.
Oscar: I am well aware of Begnion’s reputation. It’s an honor to meet the leader of such an esteemed force.
Tanith: You’re too kind.
Oscar: It was a pleasure meeting you, milady.
Tanith: Hm… Such a well-mannered young man. I always thought mercenaries were rude, crude, and vulgar men… Ike certainly has some fine lads under his command.
Oscar: Tanith, I must say, the charge you lead the other day was spectacular.
Tanith: We are knights of Begnion, after all. Anything less than a direct charge, knight against knight, would sully the honor of our apostle and our motherland.
Oscar: I’d heard stories of your bravery before, but to see you in action was incredible! To see so many pegasus knights swooping onto the battlefield at once, it was like seeing the sun break through the clouds.
Tanith: You over-romanticize us.
Oscar: Oh, no, milady. It was a sight to behold. But, and do not take offense at this, might I share an observation with you? It strikes me that your strategy works only if you have the superior numbers.
Tanith: Admittedly, in most battles, Begnion has the advantage of numbers. I can’t recommend this tactic in our current campaign.
Oscar: I agree. Our army is constantly undermanned. Sometimes, it’s a struggle just to get the basic necessities! It goes without saying that we’ll never have access to all the resources that Begnion enjoys.
Tanith: Well, you seem to understand how to fight well enough with few numbers. Tell me, what would you do?
Oscar: We take advantage of our individual soldiers’ strengths. Where you would overwhelm your foe with numbers, we cannot risk the losses. We cannot afford to lose a single soldier, even if his sacrifice brings us victory. After all, we might win a battle that way, but we will not be able to last out the war. Do not let honor drag you into a duel you cannot win. Dishonor is better than death if withdrawing means you live to fight again.
Tanith: Retreating from a fight is not an easy thing to do, but I must admit, your words make sense given our numbers.
Oscar: And I would hate to lose your strength to preserve something as intangible as honor.
Tanith: But you know, the pegasus knights can be stubborn. I’m not sure even I can convince them to change their tactics.
Oscar: Then I’ll help you convince them. Maybe my experiences will be all the proof they need.
Tanith: You’d do that?
Oscar: Yes, of course. I don’t have even half the experience you do, but if there’s any chance I can help, I will.
Tanith: Oh, I think you can be quite persuasive. You know, you’re not what I expected from a mercenary.
Oscar: I’m glad to have surprised you then, milady.
Tanith: We should be going. You’d best keep up with me. I have no intention of waiting for you and your horse!
Oscar: Well, perhaps I’ll have to surprise you a second time!
Tanith: Are you going somewhere, Oscar?
Oscar: Yes, milady. I was just about to prepare supper. Is there something you needed?
Tanith: No, it’s nothing important… I just wanted to thank you. Your insights into mercenary tactics have been helpful. I feel like I’ve learned more here than I did at the academy! Why, I’m starting to wish that I could take you back to Begnion with me, so that we could all benefit from your wisdom.
Oscar: That’s kind of you to say, milady.
Tanith: By the way…you cook?
Oscar: Yes, milady. As I’ve said, we’re a small company. Each of us handles a variety of tasks, from fighting to cooking to cleaning.
Tanith: You are full of surprises!
Oscar: You think so?
Tanith: I may be a fine warrior, but… It’s embarrassing to admit, but I can’t even crack an egg without hurting someone. The last meal I prepared at the academy took three of our finest generals out of action for nearly a month.
Oscar: Oh, my…
Tanith: Shocking, isn’t it?
Oscar: Oh, no. I take it as a testament to your skills as a warrior. Just…remind me never to accept an invitation to dinner. Or…you know, if you’d like, I could teach you a little…
Tanith: You’d teach me how to cook?
Oscar: Only if you’d like.
Tanith: Hm. I’m sure you’re as good an instructor in the cooking arts as in the military ones. All right. I accept your offer!