Pale Fire
A magical Plume of Purifying Light has formed on the Fravashi Tree. One wonders what secrets it holds within...
Zurvan:
The Pari once scattered across the land seem to have all returned.
Zurvan:
Great work indeed, as expected of the Yasnapati whom Sorush has chosen.
Sorush:
I'll take that as a compliment, Elder Zurvan.
Paimon:
Hehe, the Vourukasha Oasis already seems a lot more lively.
Paimon:
We've also fixed that giant hole in the sky. Everything here should recover in just no time!
Paimon:
By the way, now that Paimon thinks about it, if Pari are born from the water, shouldn't you be called "Hydri" or something?
Sorush:
Hey! Don't try to give us one of your stupid nicknames, Pale Floater!
Zurvan:
Hehe, that does remind me of something from the distant past...
Zurvan:
A long, long time ago, a slew of Oceanids from foreign lands once traveled here, in spite of the many obstacles.
Zurvan:
To arrive here, not only did they have to withstand the scorching desert, but they also had to face rampant monsters. For those water creatures, that journey must have been extremely tormenting.
Zurvan:
They seemed to have come for their deceased god, only to find that what they were looking for wasn't here.
Zurvan:
After seeing the Harvisptokhm, they soon dispersed and left.
Zurvan:
Since then, the legend of the Oceanids spread, and many outlanders traveled along the road they once ventured, looking to uncover their secrets.
Zurvan:
Although it started out as a rumor, as time passed by, the route itself has been endowed with the meaning of sacrificing oneself in pursuit of pure innocence.
Zurvan:
Even after the Vourukasha Oasis was sealed off from the outside world, their pilgrimage still lasted for quite a long time.
Zurvan:
Perhaps for them, the journey is more important than the destination.
Zurvan:
One might also argue that the process of striving towards a goal yields more significance than merely sacrificing yourself once and for all.
Sorush:
Hey! Why does it always come back to me!?
Zurvan:
Well, if it isn't Sorush and her Yasnapati... My, even Paimon's here.
Paimon:
Hey! What do you mean "even"? That's offensive!
Zurvan:
From the looks on your faces, you've found something interesting, haven't you?
Paimon:
Paimon's not sure if "interesting" is the right word...
You tell Zurvan about the Fravashi Tree...
Zurvan:
I see. Now, where should I begin?
Zurvan:
What you just described is indeed a Fravashi Tree that a Pari has transformed into. But as for what resides within such trees, I believe it more accurate to call them "fragmented memories" than "residual Pari."
Zurvan:
It is quite akin, in fact, to that Plume of Purifying Light you obtained, which contains memories that cannot return to the earth.
Zurvan:
We are born from the Vourukasha Oasis, and we shall return there eventually.
Zurvan:
The god safeguarding this place is rejected by the time flowing throughout this land, and so are we.
Zurvan:
That said, this is also what we wish for. After all, it is our purpose to keep the defilement from flowing into the land along with us.
Zurvan:
And in the Amrita Pool, we get to wash off whatever filthiness that once tainted us.
Zurvan:
By offering that Plume of Purifying Light to the Amrita Pool, you will enable the Pari to return to the Vourukasha Oasis once again.
Paimon:
Hehe, that means we did a good deed this time, right?
Sorush:
Hmph. You grow ever so haughty, Pale Floater, as if this were not all thanks to my great power.
Paimon:
Well, you're pretty amazing too, Sorush!
Sorush:
That's more like it... though I need no compliments from you so long as my Yasnapati is present.
Zurvan:
Speaking of Yasnapati, now that you've more or less accepted this title, that indeed makes you the perfect candidate for the ritual.
Zurvan:
In ancient times, the human warriors who walked with Pari would hold a ritual of purification for the Pari scattered in the desert, so as to bring them back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Zurvan:
And those who have established a special bond with the Pari have been addressed as "Yasnapati" ever since.
Paimon:
Huh!? That's entirely different from what Sorush told us!
Zurvan:
Is that so? Well, she was bound to get something right by luck eventually. As for you, Yasnapati, you now shoulder the responsibility to help the Pari that have yet to return.
Zurvan:
If you encounter other Fravashi Trees, please bring the Plumes of Purifying Light they have formed back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Paimon:
Don't worry, we'd help them even if you didn't ask!
Zurvan:
Well, if it isn't Sorush and her Yasnapati... My, even Paimon's here.
Paimon:
Hey! What do you mean "even"? That's offensive!
Zurvan:
From the looks on your faces, you've found something interesting, haven't you?
Paimon:
Paimon's not sure if "interesting" is the right word...
You tell Zurvan about the Fravashi Tree...
Zurvan:
I see. Now, where should I begin?
Zurvan:
What you just described is indeed a Fravashi Tree that a Pari has transformed into. But as for what resides within such trees, I believe it more accurate to call them "fragmented memories" than "residual Pari."
Zurvan:
It is quite akin, in fact, to that Plume of Purifying Light you obtained, which contains memories that cannot return to the earth.
Zurvan:
We are born from the Vourukasha Oasis, and we shall return there eventually.
Zurvan:
The god safeguarding this place is rejected by the time flowing throughout this land, and so are we.
Zurvan:
That said, this is also what we wish for. After all, it is our purpose to keep the defilement from flowing into the land along with us.
Zurvan:
Once the Fravashi Tree forms a Plume of Purifying Light, the Pari will then be able to return to the Vourukasha Oasis once again.
Zurvan:
Offering the Plume of Purifying Light to the Amrita Pool will cleanse the filth within.
Paimon:
Hehe, that means we did a good deed this time, right?
Sorush:
Hmph. You grow ever so haughty, Pale Floater, as if this were not all thanks to my great power.
Paimon:
Well, you're pretty amazing too, Sorush!
Sorush:
That's more like it... though I need no compliments from you so long as my Yasnapati is present.
Zurvan:
Speaking of Yasnapati, now that you've more or less accepted this title, that indeed makes you the perfect candidate for the ritual.
Zurvan:
In ancient times, the human warriors who walked with Pari would hold a ritual of purification for the Pari scattered in the desert, so as to bring them back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Zurvan:
And those who have established a special bond with the Pari have been addressed as "Yasnapati" ever since.
Paimon:
Huh!? That's entirely different from what Sorush told us!
Zurvan:
Is that so? Well, she was bound to get something right by luck eventually. As for you, Yasnapati, you now shoulder the responsibility to help the Pari that have yet to return.
Zurvan:
If you encounter other Fravashi Trees, please bring the Plumes of Purifying Light they have formed back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Paimon:
Don't worry, we'd help them even if you didn't ask!
Zurvan:
Well, if it isn't Sorush and her Yasnapati... My, even Paimon's here.
Paimon:
Hey! What do you mean "even"? That's offensive!
Zurvan:
From the looks on your faces, you've found something interesting, haven't you?
Paimon:
Paimon's not sure if "interesting" is the right word...
You tell Zurvan about the Fravashi Tree...
Zurvan:
I see. Now, where should I begin?
Zurvan:
What you just described is indeed a Fravashi Tree that a Pari has transformed into. But as for what resides within such trees, I believe it more accurate to call them "fragmented memories" than "residual Pari."
Zurvan:
It is quite akin, in fact, to that Plume of Purifying Light you obtained, which contains memories that cannot return to the earth.
Traveler:
Cannot return to the earth...
Zurvan:
We are born from the Vourukasha Oasis, and we shall return there eventually.
Zurvan:
The god safeguarding this place is rejected by the time flowing throughout this land, and so are we.
Zurvan:
That said, this is also what we wish for. After all, it is our purpose to keep the defilement from flowing into the land along with us.
Zurvan:
And in the Amrita Pool, we get to wash off whatever filthiness that once tainted us.
Zurvan:
By offering that Plume of Purifying Light to the Amrita Pool, you will enable the Pari to return to the Vourukasha Oasis once again.
Paimon:
Hehe, that means we did a good deed this time, right?
Sorush:
Hmph. You grow ever so haughty, Pale Floater, as if this were not all thanks to my great power.
Paimon:
Well, you're pretty amazing too, Sorush!
Sorush:
That's more like it... though I need no compliments from you so long as my Yasnapati is present.
Zurvan:
Speaking of Yasnapati, now that you've more or less accepted this title, that indeed makes you the perfect candidate for the ritual.
Zurvan:
In ancient times, the human warriors who walked with Pari would hold a ritual of purification for the Pari scattered in the desert, so as to bring them back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Zurvan:
And those who have established a special bond with the Pari have been addressed as "Yasnapati" ever since.
Paimon:
Huh!? That's entirely different from what Sorush told us!
Zurvan:
Is that so? Well, she was bound to get something right by luck eventually. As for you, Yasnapati, you now shoulder the responsibility to help the Pari that have yet to return.
Zurvan:
If you encounter other Fravashi Trees, please bring the Plumes of Purifying Light they have formed back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Paimon:
Don't worry, we'd help them even if you didn't ask!
Zurvan:
The Pari once scattered across the land seem to have all returned.
Zurvan:
Great work indeed, as expected of the Yasnapati whom Sorush has chosen.
Sorush:
I'll take that as a compliment, Elder Zurvan.
Paimon:
Hehe, the Vourukasha Oasis already seems a lot more lively.
Paimon:
Once we fix that giant hole, everything here should recover in no time!
Paimon:
By the way, now that Paimon thinks about it, if Pari are born from the water, shouldn't you be called "Hydri" or something?
Sorush:
Hey! Don't try to give us one of your stupid nicknames, Pale Floater!
Zurvan:
Hehe, that does remind me of something from the distant past...
Zurvan:
A long, long time ago, a slew of Oceanids from foreign lands once traveled here, in spite of the many obstacles.
Zurvan:
To arrive here, not only did they have to withstand the scorching desert, but they also had to face rampant monsters. For those water creatures, that journey must have been extremely tormenting.
Zurvan:
They seemed to have come for their deceased god, only to find that what they were looking for wasn't here.
Zurvan:
After seeing the Harvisptokhm, they soon dispersed and left.
Zurvan:
Since then, the legend of the Oceanids spread, and many outlanders traveled along the road they once ventured, looking to uncover their secrets.
Zurvan:
Although it started out as a rumor, as time passed by, the route itself has been endowed with the meaning of sacrificing oneself in pursuit of pure innocence.
Zurvan:
Even after the Vourukasha Oasis was sealed off from the outside world, their pilgrimage still lasted for quite a long time.
Zurvan:
Perhaps for them, the journey is more important than the destination.
Zurvan:
One might also argue that the process of striving towards a goal yields more significance than merely sacrificing yourself once and for all.
Sorush:
Hey! Why does it always come back to me!?
Zurvan:
Well, if it isn't Sorush and her Yasnapati... My, even Paimon's here.
Paimon:
Hey! What do you mean "even"? That's offensive!
Zurvan:
From the looks on your faces, you've found something interesting, haven't you?
Paimon:
Paimon's not sure if "interesting" is the right word...
You tell Zurvan about the Fravashi Tree...
Zurvan:
I see. Now, where should I begin?
Zurvan:
What you just described is indeed a Fravashi Tree that a Pari has transformed into. But as for what resides within such trees, I believe it more accurate to call them "fragmented memories" than "residual Pari."
Zurvan:
It is quite akin, in fact, to that Plume of Purifying Light you obtained, which contains memories that cannot return to the earth.
Zurvan:
We are born from the Vourukasha Oasis, and we shall return there eventually.
Zurvan:
The god safeguarding this place is rejected by the time flowing throughout this land, and so are we.
Zurvan:
That said, this is also what we wish for. After all, it is our purpose to keep the defilement from flowing into the land along with us.
Zurvan:
And in the Amrita Pool, we get to wash off whatever filthiness that once tainted us.
Zurvan:
By offering that Plume of Purifying Light to the Amrita Pool, you will enable the Pari to return to the Vourukasha Oasis once again.
Paimon:
Hehe, that means we did a good deed this time, right?
Sorush:
Hmph. You grow ever so haughty, Pale Floater, as if this were not all thanks to my great power.
Paimon:
Well, you're pretty amazing too, Sorush!
Sorush:
That's more like it... though I need no compliments from you so long as my Yasnapati is present.
Zurvan:
Speaking of Yasnapati, now that you've more or less accepted this title, that indeed makes you the perfect candidate for the ritual.
Zurvan:
In ancient times, the human warriors who walked with Pari would hold a ritual of purification for the Pari scattered in the desert, so as to bring them back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Zurvan:
And those who have established a special bond with the Pari have been addressed as "Yasnapati" ever since.
Paimon:
Huh!? That's entirely different from what Sorush told us!
Zurvan:
Is that so? Well, she was bound to get something right by luck eventually. As for you, Yasnapati, you now shoulder the responsibility to help the Pari that have yet to return.
Zurvan:
If you encounter other Fravashi Trees, please bring the Plumes of Purifying Light they have formed back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Paimon:
Don't worry, we'd help them even if you didn't ask!

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Haha! Is that all you got?
Paimon:
Uh... Who are you talking to...?
Paimon:
Ah! Something's about to attack us!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Hmph, they ain't nothin'!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Come forth and perish!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Haha! Is that all you got?

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Ah, finally, at long last... Bring me the stamens of that flower. You know what I'm talking about, right?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
I don't know how to face them if I return without any Udumbara. You're my only hope now!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Well, did you bring me the Udumbara Pistils?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Hehe, finally! I extend my gratitude.

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
*sob* It seems that all my friends who came with me are lost... Could you please help me find them?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
They shouldn't have gone far.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Hehe, they are actually all here! I really can't thank you enough.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
They shouldn't have gone far.

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Hey! You're a Pari that I've never met!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Would you like to fly with me? Hehe, can you keep up?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
That was not bad at all! Looks like there's no monster around that can catch you.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Ah, how reliable! That does put my mind at ease.

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
*sob* *sob*
Paimon:
Hey, what's wrong? Is there anything we can do to help?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
*sob* Everyone's lost here... If only we could go back together... *sob*
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Hehe, thank you so much! We can finally go home.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
*sob* *sob* Where's everyone...

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Shhhh, be quiet! You won't want to startle those dark puppies there.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Oopsie... There's only one way left to go, then.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Whoa, you must be one powerful Yasnapati!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Phew, now we can relax!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
There's only one way left to go, then.

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Hey, I don't think we've met before! Are you a Yasnapati?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
If you could, would you mind bringing me the Udumbara Pistils? It would bloom from where it cannot bloom...
Residual Pari of the Forest:
If you could, would you mind bringing me the Udumbara Pistils?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Wow, look at these, the Udumbara Pistils! So, this is one of those glorious eras, eh?

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Ah... It seems that... a long time has passed...
Paimon:
Oh no, she's looking dead tired!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
I want... to return... to the Vourukasha Oasis...
Residual Pari of the Forest:
I'm so... sleepy...
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Thank you...
Residual Pari of the Forest:
I want... to return... to the Vourukasha Oasis...

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Ahhhhhh! Run! Run! Run!
Paimon:
R—Run? Where to!?
Residual Pari of the Forest:
I'll explain later! C'mon, quick!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
*huff* *huff* *huff* Alright, there's no way those defiled beings can catch up with us.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
I'll go take a break in the Vourukasha Oasis for the time being!

Awaken the Residual Pari in the Fravashi Trees
The residual Pari residing within the Fravashi Trees are still trapped in obsessions of the past. It seems that Sorush can awaken them...
Sorush:
Is this how they look like now? How pitiful.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind, but it's no matter.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... I can hardly bear this scene.
Paimon:
Looks pretty lush to Paimon. Doesn't it look nice?
Sorush:
Hmph, as if you understand the situation, Pale Floater. These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
That said, such is our fate. Perhaps it is their wish to continue guarding this land in such a manner.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
Pale Floater, how dare you underestimate our will!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Sorush:
Hmph, is this how they look like now? How pathetic.
Paimon:
Sorush, what are you talking about?
Sorush:
Never mind. I just happened to witness the undignified states of my kind. No matter, we shall keep going.
Paimon:
You see, that makes Paimon even more curious!
Paimon:
Let Paimon have a look... Oh wow, that really is one strange tree! The way it's shaped like a circle looks almost like a door, right?
Paimon:
Hehe, Paimon definitely would like to go first!
Sorush:
...The Fravashi Trees are no doors. You'll disturb the residual Pari residing within if you simply barge through them.
Paimon:
So that's called a Fravashi Tree, huh? But where are the residual Pari... Paimon can't see them at all!
Sorush:
Of course Pale Floater can't see them. They are still trapped by obsessions of the past, after all.
Sorush:
It may not be what they wished for, but looking at the sight of them clinging desperately to this world... How absurd and pathetic.
Paimon:
They may look a little strange, but calling them pathetic is just mean!
Paimon:
And looking at you being surrounded by so many plants, Paimon actually thought you'd feel at home.
Sorush:
Hmph, I only feel at home when I'm on a battlefield. Only the battle lasting until the end of time can be perceived as true eternity!
Sorush:
Now that you're following me, you'd better grasp that as early as possible, Pale Floater.
Sorush:
These Fravashi Trees are Pari that fought till the very end against the defilement that had been corrupting the land. Using the last remnants of their power, they transformed into this state that you see now.
Sorush:
They exhausted their strength, to the point where they could no longer maintain their form, and were rejected by the Vourukasha Oasis for being tainted.
Sorush:
Legend has it that in ancient times, the Order of Skeptics would hold a ritual of purification for them, so as to bring them all back to the Vourukasha Oasis.
Sorush:
But nowadays, there remains no one in the Order of Skeptics who is able to perform such a ritual. The best they can do is but to keep these Fravashi Trees alive.
Sorush:
But this only prolongs their suffering. Judging by their current appearance, they seem to have nothing left but the bitter memories they have to endure alone.
Sorush:
In a way, they have also fulfilled their mission. But it was all a meaningless act compared to a true sacrifice.
Traveler:
Looks like we should help them.
Paimon:
Oh, Paimon can't just leave them here to suffer and endure alone like this!
Sorush:
You can't? That makes you weak, Pale Floater. Being compassionate is indeed one of the great Simurgh's many noble qualities, but one cannot survive here with merely a kind heart.
Sorush:
Besides, for us Pari, to exhaust our strength in the final stand against evil is already the best ending one can dream of. I see no necessity to change anything.
Paimon:
Well, that's what you think. Perhaps they have different ideas, y'know!
Paimon:
If Paimon was trapped here, Paimon would definitely want to go back home and be with everyone else...
Sorush:
We Pari share no such weaknesses!
Sorush:
Hmph, fine, since even my Yasnapati fancies so. I shall wake her up with my power and let you listen to her dimming voice.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Ugh! First it's those huge dogs, and now it's those huge bugs!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Please, help me bring whoever's been left behind here!
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Phew! Finally, I can take a break.
Residual Pari of the Forest:
Please, help me bring whoever's been left behind here!