Egleris
Vagrant Dragon
- Location
- Italy
I mean, I can link to it if you like?I think I would have to view the full script of the PSX version
I have to still do the translation post for the last segment of the game after all (the Dycedarg-Mullonde-Orbonne stretch; I'll do it tomorrow, unless something comes up) so I could put the link there, if you wanted to give it a look and include any consideration you had about it in your closing post. I think I pointed out all the interesting points of divergence, but it's entirely possible you would see things I dismissed as "not that much of a change" as significant, the same as you saw some of the changes I pointed out as not really being as relevant as I thought they were. I'd certainly be interested to read your unfiltered perspective.
As far as Delita's different characterization though, my interpretation hinges primarily on his big scene with Ovelia at the chapel, the one that is a FMV in War of the Lion. I could just quote those two speeches side by side? That way everybody in the thread can make their own call... although anybody who wanted to do that should just look for the video version, since a lot of nuance gets lost without seeing how the characters are moving, how they interrupt each other or move in the scene.
Anyway, text only, no commentary, here it is.
Delita: So here you are... Everyone was looking for you.
Delita: Something wrong?
Delita: Oh, I shouldn't talk to a Princess in such a way.
Delita: By your leave, your most gracious majesty...
Ovelia: Stop it!!
Ovelia: ...Please stop.
Delita: Sorry....I apologize.
Ovelia: What are you going to do with me? I'm not Ovelia, you know. I'm worth nothing to you. Not even worth leaving alive.
Delita: Yes. You're not Ovelia. We don't know your real name or even if you're a noble or a commoner.
Ovelia: What did my life mean all these years...? Raised as a substitute... Ha, ha...amusing isn't it?
Ovelia: A Princess must live her life quietly in a monastery away from the capital. I'd often wondered why only I had to live like that.
Ovelia: But if my suffering would to keep Ivalice in peace, then I thought I could endure it.
Ovelia: What was all the grief and isolation I suffered for?
Delita: You and I are the same... Miserable people forced to live false lives.
Delita: Always being used by someone...
Delita: Try hard and you'll be rewarded they say. Lies...
Delita: Only those close to the top are rewarded, without trying. It's the way of the world.
Delita: Most people have to act the roles given to them... Then again, most of them haven't even noticed they're even acting.
Delita: No way I'd do that. I won't be used. I'll be the one using people now!
Delita: Those who used me must pay for what they've done!
Ovelia: What will you do?
Delita: Let me guide you, Ovelia. Trust me.
Delita: I'll make a country worthy of you! I'll make your life shine!
Delita: ...Don't cry like that.
Ovelia: Should I trust you?
Delita: I won't betray you. I swear by my dead sister, Teta...... So, please don't cry...
Delita: Something wrong?
Delita: Oh, I shouldn't talk to a Princess in such a way.
Delita: By your leave, your most gracious majesty...
Ovelia: Stop it!!
Ovelia: ...Please stop.
Delita: Sorry....I apologize.
Ovelia: What are you going to do with me? I'm not Ovelia, you know. I'm worth nothing to you. Not even worth leaving alive.
Delita: Yes. You're not Ovelia. We don't know your real name or even if you're a noble or a commoner.
Ovelia: What did my life mean all these years...? Raised as a substitute... Ha, ha...amusing isn't it?
Ovelia: A Princess must live her life quietly in a monastery away from the capital. I'd often wondered why only I had to live like that.
Ovelia: But if my suffering would to keep Ivalice in peace, then I thought I could endure it.
Ovelia: What was all the grief and isolation I suffered for?
Delita: You and I are the same... Miserable people forced to live false lives.
Delita: Always being used by someone...
Delita: Try hard and you'll be rewarded they say. Lies...
Delita: Only those close to the top are rewarded, without trying. It's the way of the world.
Delita: Most people have to act the roles given to them... Then again, most of them haven't even noticed they're even acting.
Delita: No way I'd do that. I won't be used. I'll be the one using people now!
Delita: Those who used me must pay for what they've done!
Ovelia: What will you do?
Delita: Let me guide you, Ovelia. Trust me.
Delita: I'll make a country worthy of you! I'll make your life shine!
Delita: ...Don't cry like that.
Ovelia: Should I trust you?
Delita: I won't betray you. I swear by my dead sister, Teta...... So, please don't cry...
Delita: So here you are. They've been searching high and low for you.
Delita: I do hope this day finds Your Royal Highness in better spirits than those past.
Ovelia: Do not mock me! Please. I could not bear it.
Delita: That was cruel of me. I am sorry.
Ovelia: What do you mean to do with me? I am not Ovelia! There can be no value in holding me. No value even in my living.
Delita: You're right. You are not the Princess Ovelia. We do not even know your rightful name. Whether even you be highborn, or low.
Ovelia: I had often wondered.
Ovelia: Of the royal family, why must I alone be confined to a remote monastery, so far removed from the seat of our Crown?
Ovelia: Even this I thought a burden light enough, if it meant the kingdom would know peace.
Ovelia: I played my part, yet still Ivalice runs red with blood. All this suffering and solitude. For what?
Delita: It has been the same for me. I was given the wardrobe of a nobleman, and so I played the part.
Delita: A puppet, ever dancing for the amusement of patrons unseen.
Delita: This wretched world does not reward endeavor.
Delita: It is the patron and his troupe who are receipt - maggots grown fat on endeavor's course.
Delita: Most men but play the part they're given. Most live and die not knowing they play a part at all.
Delita: But I am past all that now. I am their unwitting puppet no more. No more...
Delita: I will exact from them the price of their gluttonous feast!
Ovelia: And just what is it you plan to do to them?
Delita: I will burn down this kingdom, and from its ashes build for you a new one - a kingdom worthy of you.
Delita: I will show you a world where your light will outshine the sun! A world that will know no darkness.
Delita: And you will have no more need of tears.
Ovelia: Such a world...is it possible?
Delita: I will not fail you in this.
Delita: On Tietra's soul, I swear to you.
Delita: .Dry your tears.
Delita: I do hope this day finds Your Royal Highness in better spirits than those past.
Ovelia: Do not mock me! Please. I could not bear it.
Delita: That was cruel of me. I am sorry.
Ovelia: What do you mean to do with me? I am not Ovelia! There can be no value in holding me. No value even in my living.
Delita: You're right. You are not the Princess Ovelia. We do not even know your rightful name. Whether even you be highborn, or low.
Ovelia: I had often wondered.
Ovelia: Of the royal family, why must I alone be confined to a remote monastery, so far removed from the seat of our Crown?
Ovelia: Even this I thought a burden light enough, if it meant the kingdom would know peace.
Ovelia: I played my part, yet still Ivalice runs red with blood. All this suffering and solitude. For what?
Delita: It has been the same for me. I was given the wardrobe of a nobleman, and so I played the part.
Delita: A puppet, ever dancing for the amusement of patrons unseen.
Delita: This wretched world does not reward endeavor.
Delita: It is the patron and his troupe who are receipt - maggots grown fat on endeavor's course.
Delita: Most men but play the part they're given. Most live and die not knowing they play a part at all.
Delita: But I am past all that now. I am their unwitting puppet no more. No more...
Delita: I will exact from them the price of their gluttonous feast!
Ovelia: And just what is it you plan to do to them?
Delita: I will burn down this kingdom, and from its ashes build for you a new one - a kingdom worthy of you.
Delita: I will show you a world where your light will outshine the sun! A world that will know no darkness.
Delita: And you will have no more need of tears.
Ovelia: Such a world...is it possible?
Delita: I will not fail you in this.
Delita: On Tietra's soul, I swear to you.
Delita: .Dry your tears.
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