Christmas with the Guild Masters/Transcript

Warning: Spoilers ahead.

Holy Night Hero
--After dark on a cold Christmas Eve, you and Wiz are on patrol around Torulika.

-- There have been complaints of unsavory loiterers taking advantage of the festive atmosphere.

Wiz: Those hoodlums are going to regret making me work today!

Wiz: As soon as this is over, I'm going to the party and letting loose.

-- It's to keep the peace here.

Wiz: Still, Baron is a jerk.

Wiz: Throwing me out here in the freezing cold...

-- He must be busy.

Wiz: No, he's definitely hiding something. He practically shoved you out the door.

-- Yeah, he did look a little distracted.

Wiz: Do you know something?

-- No, nothing comes to mind.

Wiz: There's something fishy about all of this...

Wiz: Oh well. Let's just finish this patrol and get back to the party!

-- With Wiz on your shoulder, you turn toward the residential district.

-- You and Wiz have reached the residential district.

Wiz: Nothing looks out of place here.

-- Unlike the rest of the city, all the lights here are off, and the air is silent.

Wiz: It's hard to believe the rowdy festivities are only a few blocks away.

-- Now that the patrol is complete, you allow the pure stillness to envelop you.

Wiz: Wow, the moon's so pretty.

-- The moon reflected in Wiz's eyes is full and bright.

-- Suddenly, something flashes across the moon's surface.

Wiz: A shooting star! Let's make a wish!

-- She clamps her eyes shut and holds her paws together.

Wiz: Ahh, this is going to be a good Christmas.

-- What happened to all the injustices you were griping about?

-- Before Wiz can retort, you notice movement on a nearby rooftop.

Wiz: Did you see that? That must be the criminal!

-- You immediately reach for your cards.

-- You and Wiz are shocked to see who is collapsed on the roof.

Wiz: Wait, is that... Santa Claus?

-- Now that the fight is over, you can now see that his clothes are red.

Wiz: Oh no, we did something bad. He has a big bag and everything. I think he was trying to get in the chimney.

Wiz: Today's the worst...

-- Santa pulls himself to his feet, shaking his head.

???: Man, what a day.

Wiz: Huh? That voice...

-- The same idea strikes both you and Wiz simultaneously. That baritone voice, the wavy hair...

Wiz: Why are you dressed like Santa?

-- No idea.

Baron: You caught me.

Baron: Christmas is supposed to be when I get to be a secret hero.

-- Baron hits the chimney in frustration.

Wiz: Maybe that's why he forced you on this job.

Baron: I guess it's OK if it's just you that finds out.

Baron: You sure have gotten strong though.

Baron: But keep in mind that if it wasn't too slippery up here, I wouldn't have embarrassed myself so badly.

-- Baron's hearty laughter rolls across the residential district.

-- Then, the windows of the surrounding houses start to light up.

Baron: Oops! We need to get out of here.

-- What's the rush?

Baron: If the hero's identity is revealed, this'll all be for nothing.

-- At that point, something streaks across the sky once again.

Wiz: Was that another shooting star?

-- I don't think so...

Baron: Whoa, that's ...

-- It was Santa Claus and his reindeer.

Baron: Look at him. He works hard, disappears, and lets his dad take the credit. A man among men.

Baron: I still have a long way to go. He's the real hero.

-- Baron salutes the quickly retreating Santa until he disappears into the night.