Rover: “A Pilgrim's Sail? Why is it here?”

Roccia: “In Ragunna, those who break the law are sent to the Order Tribunal for sentencing. Those who violate the sacred doctrines are branded as Fools and sent away on the Pilgrim's Sail. It's said that when the first Dark Tide ravaged Rinascita, the first Primus followed the currents on a rickety boat and met the Sentinel in person. That's where the Pilgrim's Sail tradition came from. Now, the Fools retrace the Primus's journey, reflecting on their mistakes along the way. There's a strong undercurrent around this isle, likely caused by that first Dark Tide. It drags all Pilgrim's Sails here unless the ship's course is altered.”

Rover: “This ship is empty. Did the passengers all drown?”

Roccia: “No Reverberations on the ship, nor in the mist... The people must have escaped, but with the mist this thick, we need to stay on guard.”

Pero: “Pero, pero!”

Roccia: “This way. Head to the lighthouse. I hear the sounds of fighting. Watch out. Tacet Discords are gathering.”

TDs approach Rover and Roccia, while a distant voice echoes in the air.

???: “Looks like our brief intermission is over. Time to let the ‘ghosts’ have their moment on stage. Come on, then! Let the flames of battle ignite our souls!”

Rover: “Wait... is that Brant?”

Roccia: “Only Brant would call them ghosts with that kind of flair... It must be him, but I can't tell where he is in the mist. Anyway, let's deal with the trouble here first before we go look for him.”

Rover and Roccia defeat the TDs and looking for the source of the sound in the mist.

Brant: “The show's over, ghosts! Time to take your final bow!”

Roccia: “Watch your back.”

Brant: “A marvelous shot! You've earned your stripes, First Mate.”

Roccia: “You're welcome, but if you'd tilted your head just ten centimeters to the left, it wouldn't have been the Discord's head that got popped—it'd be yours.”

Brant: “Not on your watch. Besides, fortune always smiles on me-except in bets. And we've crossed paths with the Rover again! Can't get luckier than that!”

Roccia: “We shouldn't have let Rover get caught up in this mess. She was worried about us and insisted on coming.”

Brant: “Is that so? Then our gratitude to you is even greater for your timely aid, Rover.”