Jess and I met a young Yethma named Ceres in a town we stopped by amidst our travels. Upon Jess's request, she guided us to the site of a monastery that burned down five years ago. As we were setting down some flowers at the site, a young man wielding double blades suddenly appears before us accompanied by a dog. He's cool, strong and handsome... I don't like him, he's like my natural enemy... Who on earth is this guy?
Um, we don't need to worry
about Mister Naut.
.عفوًا، لا داعي للقلق حيال السّيّد نوت
Vor Herrn Nott braucht ihr
keine Angst haben.
Nott no es malo.
Nott no es malo.
Ne vous inquiétez pas
pour M. Nott.
Ragazzi,
Bem, não precisamos se
preocupar com o Sr. Naut.
Не бойтесь господина Нота.