"Sois" "Le feu et la terre" "L'eau et la poussière" "Héros malgré toi" "Vois" "La légende s'écrire" "L'histoire se construire" "L'avenir est notre aventure" "Fais" "Vivre la lumière" "Parler les éclairs" "La magie entre tes mains" "Pars" "Suive ton chemin" "Et regarde ton futur" "L'aventure" "Ta lumière guider ton destin" "Be!" "Fire and earth," "Water and dust," "Unwilling hero..." "See!" "The legend write itself," "History build itself," "The future is our adventure." "Make!" "The light live," "Lightnings talk," "The magic in your hands." "Go!" "Follow your path," "And watch your future," "Adventure," "Light guiding your destiny!" "So, what do we do now?" "Already told you what I think about it:" "going via Brakmar is not a good idea." "It's the city of vice, a bunch of murderous killing demons!" "Yeah, on top of that, life there is very expensive." "Brakmar's where Kriss la Krass went back to settle, isn't it?" "I say we go for it." "We can say "hi" while we're there." "We should make up our minds, guys, and fast." "Ruel, check again with the map." "Grufon, are you sure that by going via Brakmar we'll get back faster on the way to Qilby's Dofus?" "Affirmative." "But I don't know if you'll survive the crossing of that city." "Who does he think we are?" "It's set!" "Off to Brakmar!" "What's this?" "A tollbooth." "In Brakmar, you pay for everything." "And now, even for town entrance it seems." "Paid!" "Large family rate please, with discount of course." "Are these your children?" "You don't really look alike." "Resemblance sometimes skip generations you know." "My daughter, pay the man for the tickets." "Yes dad." "Let's go kids, stay grouped two by two." "Ruel, you're tiresome." "Seems it's going up." "Your insight never ceases to amaze me, Grovy." "Strange, when I was young it went down." "When you were young..." "You mean, before Ogrest?" "Right?" "Yeah, very funny Amalia, really." "Seems it's not going up anymore." "Seems it's not going down anymore." "Say, Grovy, are you gonna go through all of them like that?" "Nice axes!" "Nice axes!" "Get your nice axes here!" "Even the prices are cut!" "Offer of the day." "Enjoy the offer of the day: two assassinations for the price of one!" "And for ten Kamas, you don't get one, nor two..." "But four vials!" "Four vials of poison!" "At Vitriol's, poisoning has never been so cheap!" "Here's the S.M.A.R.T. potion:" "Sweet Mug And Round Tush." "With it, you'll change your appearance for a few hours." "The S.M.A.R.T. will turn you into a hot guy long enough to hook up." "By changing appearance, you can commit your crimes with complete impunity." "Then comes a novelty:" "the Bimboom will turn you... into a real bombshell!" "I didn't lie." "The city of evil, I tell you." "Ruel, do you have any idea on how we could pick up on Kriss' track?" "Yep, at the Tavern of Boufbrew." "It's the place for Brakmar's boufbowlers." "You're offering me that glass." "My debt is erased." "Nice try, Oubi, but it won't work." "You pay!" "Lovely damsel, I need some information." "Twenty Kamas." "Have you heard, my daughter?" "Hey!" "But I already paid to enter that city earlier." "Oh, right, sorry." "Give, Eva." "Take notes Amalia, we'll work this out tonight." "It will be easier." "Right, I'm looking for a good friend of mine." "His name may not be unknown to you since it's Kriss la Krass." "Who is it?" "It's him." "Yeah, right, let's calm down." "I was totally not trying to seduce your lady." "I'm just trying to find my friend Kriss la Krass." "You'll regret saying that name in my establishment." "I like that city, they don't waste time there!" "Did you pay in advance to wreck my tavern?" "Free-for-all brawls are exclusively on reservation." "Well, no, we were just asking for some information." "I was trying to find a friend." "Kriss la Krass." "He's a Sacrier, and a great boufbowler." "2000 Kamas, that's an expensive information." "You can say that again!" "Well, we're lucky anyway." "They said it was the match of his life." "I can't wait to see this!" "What a shock!" "The blow dealt to the defense is harsh." "A counter-attack is still possible..." "But will they have the means?" "Defendant, do you have something to add?" "Yes!" "The defendant has the means to be innocent." "What a reversal!" "It's the magic of justice." "But, no!" "I AM the innocent!" "Do you have any proofs?" "I..." "I'm broke!" "In that case, I sentence you to two years in the galleys." "Wait, no!" "I'm expecting some big money income that could prove my innocence!" "That was a very good first part." "Can't wait for what's next!" "Dear audience, don't you miss the next trial:" "Kriss la Krass." "A trial?" "But..." "What about the match of his life, then?" "My little Yugo, that was humor," "Brakmarian humor." "Judge's wig!" "Judge's wig!" "Make your own justice!" "Judge's wig!" "Don't cry, bro, you did what you could." "Kriss was already done for, the affair is too political." "You were expecting a miracle..." "But in Brakmar, miracles don't exist." "He was such a great player." "No, Yugo." "That doesn't necessarily mean that Kriss became a criminal." "In that degenerates' city, you can end up in penal colony for a late payment." "We'll now proceed to the main event of this day:" "the trial of an ex-boufbowl child prodigy." "The whole city's top brass is there, it just goes to show the importance of the affair." "We're gonna witness a great moment of justice." "I can see the Brak'n'Black team, with..." "Oh yeah!" "That's really him, their captain: the Masked Boufbowler!" "He's there!" "The Masked Boufbowler?" "!" "I can't believe it, Yugo, look there!" "The Masked Boufbowler..." "What's that, the Masked Boufbowler?" "He's the living legend of Brakmarian boufbowl, a pure mix of brute and deviousness!" "And here comes the defendant, I present to you:" "Kriss la Krass!" "He's escorted by his lawyer, Mr Kervassin." "The trial can now begin, honorable Judge Muttonchops has the floor." "Kriss la Krass, you are accused of crime against boufbowl, the true one, Brakmar's!" "We're going to demonstrate that the defendant is guilty ever since his early childhood." "And that he deliberately sullied the honor of boufbowl, the only and true one:" "Brakmar's." "I'm calling witness number one:" "Kriss la Krass' mother." "But..." "THAT 's not my mother!" "What a disgraceful son!" "He doesn't even recognize his mother!" "Dear madam, tell us what kind of a kid he was." "He was nice, polite, and always wanted to hug." "He tidied up his room, and he never lied." "If I can give my opinion, an execution will do him a world of good." "And tell us what you found when you rummaged through his belongings, like any good mother knows how to do." "I..." "I... discovered... that he collected Bontarian boufbowler girls magazines." "Silence!" "Defendant!" "Is it correct that you played in Bonta along with the Red Gobballs?" "Yep!" "And that was a damn good team." "Is it correct that you miserably lost against a team made up of old men, children and women!" "?" "I didn't win, that's different." "But we played a great match." "Do you recognize these incriminating exhibits?" "You're jealous, aren't you?" "Admit it!" "Yes, dear audience!" "The defendant is guilty of worshiping Bonta, guilty of having ridiculed Brakmar, guilty of losing, guilty of guiltiness!" "Therefore, we request that he's shortened by a head at neck level." "The transition is terrible." "Capital punishment, the defendant will have a hard time recovering from it." "What a brutes' city." "That's utter nonsense!" "I'm done with the defendant." "The defense has the floor." "Objection!" "You have the floor, Sir." "Oh yeah..." "Err..." "Well..." "Dear client, please answer the following question:" "why do Bontarians race dragoturkeys in their pajamas?" "What?" "!" "Because they like to ride each other's sleep-streams!" "We have to do something." "Yugo?" "What is he doing in Brakmar?" "Hi, Kriss." "Sorry to interrupt your moment of glory." "See?" "How classy, eh?" "Kriss la Krass always fills stadiums." "Who's that runt?" "Where does he come from?" "Runt?" "What runt?" "The runt!" "It's a miracle, bro!" "A real little miracle!" "Silence!" "Who are you to come and disrupt this trial?" "My name is Yugo." "My team's the one who beat the Red Gobballs." "What the heck is he doing?" "Has he gone crazy?" "I assume you came to humiliate Kriss la Krass?" "No!" "I'm here to defend him." "Oh really?" "You can't say Kriss isn't a great player!" "He's a stadium beast." "With him, things are never boring." "He's got the class, and the nobility of the greatest cheaters." "And he never lets go of anything!" "Until the end!" "Yeah!" "Yeah!" "Hey!" "You up there, the Brak'n'Blacks!" "Kriss doesn't suck as much as you do at boufbowl!" "At least a bit of emotion." "That kid's crazy!" "Why is he opting for that tactic?" "Craziness is sometimes the only solution to get out of a crazy situation." "Silence!" "Little insolent!" "You'd better take back what you just said right now." "I won't take back anything!" "Brakmar!" "For those who don't know me, I'm Jactance." "That kid is right." "It's not Kriss la Krass who's in trial here, it's Brakmar and its boufbowl." "Brakmar claims it has honor," "Brakmar claims it surpasses Bonta, well then let Brakmar face Bonta in this very place!" "And may the bouf-ball judge." "And how could the defendant play?" "His team stayed... in Bonta!" "Me!" "Me and my buddies, we'll be his team." "Brakmar!" "Dare cop out of it, and the world will know..." "Oh yes!" "The whole world will know that Brakmar was frightened by a kid!" "That Brakmar wet its diaper!" "That Brakmar is deboufbowlized!" "Silence!" "Silence!" "Challenge!" "Challenge!" "What nerve!" "He's not even asking for our opinion anymore, now!" "That's a phenomenal reversal!" "The situation is unheard of!" "Who will dare taking up the challenge, and how could you not to take up that challenge?" "Wait..." "The Masked Boufbowler just stood up." "Could he have something to say?" "Him?" "Yeah!" "That would really be too good..." "My audience will love that." "He raises his arm..." "Yes!" "He agrees to take up the challenge." "What a beautiful thumb move!" "The Masked Boufbowler will avenge the insult sent to Brakmar's boufbowl." "Very well." "Let the law of boufbowl decide of your fate." "The defendant's team will present itself right here tomorrow at noon." "If they win, the defendant will be free." "If they lose, the defendant will be shortened!" "Let the women leave the field!" "Session's closed." "Are you okay Amalia?" "Yeah!" "We're gonna play against the Masked Boufbowler." "He's my idol!" "My idol!" "No, Amalia." "You girls won't play boufbowl." "You'll do as all girls do, you..." "You will..." "Well, you will do as all girls do." "I forgot." "In Brakmar, boufbowl is forbidden to girls." "There..." "There..." "It's not a big deal." "It IS a big deal." "Because a team is five players." "And there's only four of us." "We'll have to recruit someone." "And with Kriss' reputation, there's still a long way to go." "Favor foreigners, a Brakmarian will never play against Brakmar." "Lie, embellish, promise." "Use all the tricks in the book." "We only need a single player, okay?" "Yeah!" "He's our captain, do you feel like coming?" "Ta-daa!" "Look what I'm bringing:" "a fifth player!" "He took an adulterated S.M.A.R.T. potion." "Really you can't trust anyone in that city." "Hey!" "Cheating!" "That's the solution!" "Without the little Bontarian, Kriss la Krass was done for." "It's a real bowlful of luck." "You can say that again!" "A double bowlful of luck, even." "Because it's been an eternity since Bonta and Brakmar have challenged each other at boufbowl." "In olden times, the two cities confronted each other regularly in legendary matches." "But little by little..." "That fierce rivalry turned into absolute hate." "And any match became impossible." "Ever since the two cities refused to confront each other, boufbowl stopped evolving." "This will stay in the legend, bro." "Brakmar awaits that match," "Bonta awaits that match, the audience awaits that match, the boufbowl awaits that match!" "Say..." "I wouldn't want to urge you, but right now it's the world that awaits you." "Yeah, I know." "You recruited new players?" "But..." "We had to, smarty-pants!" "Girls are forbidden on the field in Brakmar." "Amali" "Amalius!" "And I'm Evangelion." "Thanks Yugo." "My team is there, all present." "Who's paying to rent the equipment?" "As far as I'm concerned, I already have mine." "I don't rent anything." "But that's not officially recognized equipment." "You'll have to pay." "And about the burial, what do you want?" "The burial?" "!" "Well, of course..." "Each player must pay for his burial, just in case." "It's mandatory and non-refundable in case of victory." "So anyway..." "Renting, plus taxes, plus insurance to be insured that it's really been rented, plus the burial, that's 564 Kamas." "Pay, Amalius." "We'll work this out later." "We've already worked this out, Ruel." "If you want to play, you pay!" "And..." "What about Ruel?" "We only have two Kamas left." "Can we have something for two Kamas?" "Good evening Brakmar!" "Let's welcome those who paid for their burial!" "Let's welcome Bonta's standard:" "the Brak'A.C.!" "Who will face Brakmar's best team, please welcome:" "the Brak'n'Blacks!" "Brakmar, those who paid for their burial salute you." "Come on, Ruel, buck up!" "We need everyone." "It's between you and me, Masked Boufbowler." "To be continued..." "And to take back your appearance, you only have one word to say." "You remember which one?" "Yeah, yeah." "It's "boufbowl"." "Brak!" "Another one maybe?"