Joe (Dragalia Lost)

Joe
First Appearance	Dragalia Lost
Class	Attack
Year Created	2018
Voiced by (English)	Eddie Dean
Voiced by (Japanese)	Yuichi Nakamura

Joe is a playable character in Dragalia Lost. He is a mercenary who wields a bow.

Official Description

A mercenary who has survived fights in all corners of the world. His unrivaled skill and experience earned him fame but also caused him to lose sight of his purpose. Life is nothing but a chip to bet with for this solitary bowman.

Official Description (Sharpshooter Joe)

Having mastered the bow, the Fire's Fletcher takes aim with the manacaster, an ancient weapon revitalized by Chelle for the modern era. He's quickly taken to discovering its particulars, his heart throbbing with every pull of the trigger.

Adventurer Stories

Joe

Adventurer Stories Episode 1 The Fire's Fletcher Euden: Hmm. Euden: The town is eerily quiet today... Ranzal: Yeah. Ya can see people peekin' out from their windows, though. Joe: You folks travelers? Ranzal: You could say that. Who's askin'? Joe: Name's Joe, but some call me the fire's fletcher. Joe: You guys probably want to find somewhere to hide soon. Ranzal: And what am I hidin' from, exactly? Joe: Thugs from the next town over. They're holed up in an eatery with a hostage. Euden: What?! Joe: It started as a petty squabble. Horse kicked mud on one guy's coat or something like that. Pretty trite stuff, honestly. Ranzal: How in the heck does a dirty coat turn into a hostage situation? Joe: Turns out the young owner of the mud-flinging horse is a local bigwig. Joe: Things went south fast for the accuser, and he got desperate. Euden: Well, that was clearly the wrong move. Either way, we need to help stop this. Joe: Easy, friend. They're probably starting to see things with clear heads about now. Ranzal: You thinkin' they'll let the hostage go? Turn themselves in? Joe: And let themselves get arrested and charged in THIS town? Not a chance. Joe: No, right about now they're asking themselves how many people they can take with them. Ranzal: So why are ya standin' around when this thing's about to boil over?! Joe: That's exactly why I'm keeping a cool head. Stand back and watch. Joe: Their kind's not known for their patience. They'll come out soon enough. Thug A: If they want us, they can come get us! Thug A: You better hope they bring a bucket so they can pick up all your pieces, rich boy! Noble: P-please, no! Ranzal: Well look at that. Right on cue. Joe: ...Hnf. Thugs: Gragh! Noble: It serves you right! Joe: That takes care of that. Euden: You routed them all?! Ranzal: I barely saw a thing. Those arrows came outta nowhere! Joe: ...You're Euden, right? Euden: You've heard of me? Joe: Heard the rumors, yeah. Sounds like you're having a pretty wild time of it. Joe: Guess there's no harm in asking. You in the market for a bodyguard? Euden: I don't know that I have need of a guard, but if you're offering to fight for our cause, we'd love to have you. Ranzal: Just make sure ya know what yer signin' on for. Ranzal: We see a lot more action than yer average knightly order. ...Lot worse, too. Joe: Music to my ears. I wouldn't have it any other way. Euden: Oh? Joe: A guy needs his thrills, yeah? Joe: And putting my life on the line is just the kinda thrill I'm looking for. Episode 2 The Fletcher's True Talent Euden: Sorry to ask this of you, but we found a fiend nest near the castle. Would you mind helping us clear it out? Joe: Sorry? That's the best news I've heard all week! I've been itching to see some action. Elisanne: Wait. Are you certain he's capable? Euden: Oh, he'll be fine. I can vouch for his skill with a bow firsthand. Joe: You want a demonstration too, babe? Elisanne: I am no babe. I'm a grown woman with little patience for rude men. Joe: Whoa there, milady. I misspoke. Apologies if I offended. Elisanne: ...Hmph. Joe: Hey, Euden. Got a minute? Euden: I believe so. How long do you need? Joe: Oh, just long enough to convince this nice lady I can carry my weight around here. Joe: It's Elisanne, right? Joe: How about you point to a tree and I'll feather it for you. Go on, take your pick. Elisanne: ...Very well. It's a bit far, but let's see you hit that branch there. Elisanne: Land an arrow within three attempts and I'll consider it a passing grade. Joe: That branch there? Hmm, it's awful thin... You're not making this easy on me. Elisanne: Then it sounds like we're done here. You save your arrows, and we'll both save ourselves the time. Joe: Aw, come on now, give me a chance. Joe: ...That the right branch? Euden: I...think? Euden: It's a little hard to say when you sent the whole tree flying. Joe: Oh, I hit it. Trust me, I don't miss. Elisanne: Now hold on just a moment. How does an ARROW send a TREE soaring through the air?! Elisanne: And why was the arrow on FIRE?! What manner of trickery is this?! Joe: There's no tricks to it, your ladyship— just my blastfire bow. Guess you could say it's my trademark. Euden: Ha ha! I can see why! Euden: See, Elly? He's good to go. Elisanne: H-hrmmm... My apologies for doubting you. Elisanne: You're clearly quite skilled, Joe. Joe: Just glad I'm up to your standards, ma'am. I wouldn't want to slow you down. Joe: Now, shall we? I'm eager to aim my bow at something other than a tree. Episode 3 The Smell of Baked Bread Elisanne: Are you not hungry, Joe? The bread is done baking. Joe: Mmm, my nose was just saying the very same thing. Joe: Mind if I hang back and enjoy this smell awhile longer? Elisanne: Of course! You must really be a fan of the smell of fresh-baked bread. Joe: No, but my old rival was. Joe: Now every time I catch a whiff of it, I remember him. Elisanne: I take it he's no longer with us? Joe: Afraid not. I sent him to the other side myself, in a duel. Elisanne: A duel? What cause demanded such extreme measures? Joe: First, you've gotta understand that the top archer in the world was a god among men to the rest of us bow slingers. Joe: So my rival and I dueled for the right to challenge him. Elisanne: You fought to the death over something so trivial?! ...I shall never understand men. Joe: Believe me, there are days I don't get it myself. Joe: Anyhow, for a month leading up to the big day, my rival and I lived together. Elisanne: What?! You ate and slept with a man you planned on killing? Why? Joe: Can't rightly say. Guess all I can tell you is we were both curious. Joe: He was the sort who'd take any paying job. To most folks, he was a monster. But I was happy that whole month. Elisanne: Happy living alongside a monster? Elisanne: You must have known death could come at any moment. Joe: Oh sure, he could've betrayed me anytime he wanted. Same goes for me. Joe: But along the way, the tension and fear turned into joy, and I... Well, I kinda fell in love with the guy. Elisanne: Is this how all men work? Euden: You two still haven't eaten? Go get it while it's warm. Joe: Thanks, I'll go help myself. 'Scuse me, ma'am. Episode 4 The Thrill Has Chilled Euden: Are you busy, Joe? Joe: My day's wide open—just watch where you step. Joe: Got all my tools laid out how I like them. Euden: Getting some bow maintenance in? Joe: Yep. You'll have to help me with a few test shots later. Euden: Sure. What is it that you'd need me to do? Joe: Just sit pretty with an apple on your head. Euden: And you...shoot the apple? Euden: I can't say I see a reason why it has to be sitting on my head. Joe: Hey, who am I to argue with tradition? Just lemme check the tension on this new string I put on... Joe: Question for you, Euden. Joe: What would you do if I was an assassin here to kill you? Euden: I'd think you must be charging by the hour, because you're certainly in no hurry. Euden: I'd also think you've not taken on an easy task. I don't die easy. Joe: Okay, fair. But what about right now? At this very moment? Joe: When you walked in here, you didn't think for a second I'd kill you? Euden: I don't usually suspect my allies of wanting to kill me. I'd never get a moment's rest if I did. Joe: True. Joe: And that takes care of this bowstring. Now, let's go find that apple. Euden: I'm afraid I won't be wearing any food for you, Joe. Fruit or otherwise. Joe: Aw, c'mon. Say, you know your way around a bow, right? Euden: Enough to know that you aim, draw, and release, anyway. Joe: Great. First apple goes on my head, then. See if you can pierce it. Euden: Wait, I'M the one shooting now?! Joe: Relax, I won't stand too far. With a close enough target, even an amateur won't miss. Most of the time, anyway. Euden: You're not exactly selling this hallowed tradition of yours. Euden: Besides, what if your talk of assassins has got me paranoid? Euden: What if now I'm questioning whether I can trust you? What if I decide to put an arrow in you before you put one in me? Joe: Care to give it a shot and see? Euden: No! Euden: You're a friend and an ally. I'm not going to shoot you! Euden: When you said you were after thrills, is this what you had in mind? Euden: Because it's sounding a lot like you've just got a death wish. Joe: You'll be surprised to know that's not the first time someone's said that to me. Joe: But it's not about dying or living. Joe: I've been through plenty of life-or-death battles before. Joe: I've threaded a hailstorm of arrows... Ducked beneath a charging beast... Joe: Those are the moments you feel the white-hot flood of life through your veins. Joe: The rest of the time I'm half-asleep, bored out of my head. Euden: But one wrong move, and it's all over. Euden: Just because you've eluded death so far doesn't mean your next encounter won't also be your last. Joe: So it's the last. I'm not afraid of dying. Euden: ...I am. I can't wrap my head around your way of thinking. Joe: Why be afraid? You're throwing yourself headlong into the fire here, too. Joe: What's so scary about dying? Euden: I still have things I have to do here. Euden: I can't afford to die now. That's why every battle is terrifying. Joe: ...... Euden: You don't have a dream, Joe? Euden: The sort of thing you'd regret passing up if you died? Joe: A dream, huh? Joe: Heh... Forgot mine a long time ago. Episode 5 The Burden of Caring Fiend: Grrrrrrr! Euden: Rgh, just my luck to run into a pack of fiends alone... Euden: I'll just have to cut my way out! Euden: It caught my sword in its TEETH?! Fiend: GrrrrRAWR! Euden: My blade bounced off its hide?! I can't— Fiend: Graoourgh?! Euden: What?! A single arrow took them all out?! The blastfire bow... Joe?! Joe: You all right?! Joe: Honestly, you can't take two steps out the door without walking into some kinda trouble. It's a real pain, ya know? Euden: My apologies, and thank you! A moment longer, and I'd have ended up lunch. Joe: What were you thinking, Euden? I thought you were afraid of dying. Joe: Why walk around without a guard? Euden: I was just... No, you're right. I have no excuse except carelessness. Euden: I'll tread more lightly from now on. Euden: You were amazing as ever, though. Euden: You took down the entire pack in the blink of an eye! Euden: ...Joe? Is everything okay? Your hand's shaking. Joe: ...I was afraid. Euden: Huh? Joe: Thinking I might be too late and you might be dead... My draw hand went jittery. Joe: I've lived on the road alone ever since I left home. Joe: It's been so long, I forgot how terrifying it is to protect someone. Euden: Joe... Joe: Guess it's no wonder I was low on thrills, living just for myself. Joe: You said you had a dream, right? Euden: Yes. I want to build a kingdom where everyone can live in peace. Euden: Elisanne, Cleo, Ranzal... You. Joe: Heh heh... Not bad, as dreams go. Joe: Whatever mine was, I forgot it years ago. Joe: Maybe I'll just protect yours. Joe: Really raises the stakes, having something to lose. Sounds...thrilling. Joe: What do you say? Got room in your life for a guy like me at your side? Euden: I've actually been saving a spot for you. Let's make this dream a reality together.

Sharpshooter Joe

Adventurer Stories Episode 1 New Potential Hellooooo, darling Euden! I trust you're keeping yourself out of trouble. Your oh-so-magnanimous sister brings you good tidings. My glorious Chanzelia has been mobilized in full to recreate a number of the weapons used in the war between man and dragon a millennium ago. Thus I thought to grant you a tantalizing taste of our success. Hold your applause, please! ...I jest. Keep it coming! Eee hee hee hee! Sharpshooter Joe: And this is one of 'em, huh? What'd she call it—a "manacaster"? Looks pretty, uh, antique. Euden: Antique or no, it's a piece of engineering that far exceeds anything we know today. I'm certain it packs a punch. Euden: I don't relish breaking technological taboo, but the battles ahead will only grow more fierce. I'll not turn away the help. Euden: Chelle probably sent this to us for precisely that reason. Sharpshooter Joe: All I know is she's supposed to be sly as a fox. Guess I can add generous to that list. Euden: Well... With her, it's never that simple. Euden: I suspect she wants data concerning the manacaster and knew it would see field use soon enough here. Sharpshooter Joe: So we're her R&D team now? Fair enough. Gonna go out on a limb here and assume you're telling me all this for a reason. Euden: Yes. I would entrust this weapon to you, Joe, if you would accept it. Euden: I expect you have your reservations, but your insights as an expert marksman would be invaluable. Sharpshooter Joe: Well, shucks. Hard to say no after you've buttered me up so nicely. Sharpshooter Joe: But I'm a bowman. There's no guarantee I can get this thing to shoot straight. Euden: I'm not worried. Please, give it a try. Sharpshooter Joe: Well-balanced... Nice heft. Can't put my trigger finger on why, but it feels...right. Sharpshooter Joe: You try holdin' this thing, Euden? Euden: Only long enough to know it would suit you perfectly. Sharpshooter Joe: You ain't wrong. I felt it too, soon as I touched the thing. Sharpshooter Joe: This baby and I are gonna have a whooole lotta fun together. I can tell. Euden: Well, I'm glad you like it. Euden: Chelle's people were able to reconstruct that caster from the relic they unearthed, but they can't yet produce them at scale. Euden: Some problem with reproducing the mana injection cylinder, apparently— Sharpshooter Joe: You're sayin' this here's a one-off, yeah? I'll be real careful not to lose or break it. Euden: I'll come check in after you've had a chance to take it for a spin. Sharpshooter Joe: Copy that. Sharpshooter Joe: You've had a long nap, Mr. Manacaster... Ol' Joe's gonna show you a real good time. Sharpshooter Joe: You and I are partners in crime from here on out. Sharpshooter Joe: Today I graduate from bein' the Fire's Fletcher to the world's lone mana sharpshooter! Episode 2 Mixed Feelings Sharpshooter Joe: I've about got the hang of you now. Just... Euden: How's it going? Sharpshooter Joe: Ah, Euden. Going pretty well, I'd say This thing has a lot to offer. Sharpshooter Joe: How's about a demo? Euden: Meaning...? Sharpshooter Joe: Meaning you pick a tree, and I'll hit it. Any tree you like. Hell, pick a few. Euden: All right. What about... Hmm, it's a bit far, but that one over there, and then the limb sticking out from that tree there. Sharpshooter Joe: Two targets... And that branch is pretty slim. Heh, you're not makin' this easy. Sharpshooter Joe: I'll give it a go. Sharpshooter Joe: Fire! Sharpshooter Joe: Bah. Mediocre at best. Least I hit the targets, though. Euden: And so quickly! I only heard the sound of one shot between them. Euden: Not only that, but you've hit both the targets I specified dead center. In what world is that "mediocre"? Sharpshooter Joe: Any chump could do as much with enough training. But I'm not just any chump. Reckon I could get faster. More precise. Euden: I sincerely doubt that anyone else could repeat a feat like that, Joe... Sharpshooter Joe: My old rival could. Hell, he'd hit 'em twice as quick. Euden: I'm, er, drawing a blank on who that is. Sharpshooter Joe: Ain't we been over this? We fought a duel over which of us would get to challenge the world's best bowslinger. Sharpshooter Joe: Heh... But I digress. Maybe it was a tad gracious of me to say ANYONE could do it. Sharpshooter Joe: Still, I've never met a beast as easy to tame as this manacaster. Real intuitive. Sharpshooter Joe: Takes a fair bit of muscle to draw a bow. Takes a lot more to pierce a target on the horizon clean through. Sharpshooter Joe: And yet it wouldn't take you a tenth of the training to use a caster in battle. Euden: Truly? A tenth? Sharpshooter Joe: Sure. All's you need is ready, aim, fire. No muscle necessary. Sharpshooter Joe: Plus, the mana it fires comes from bullets that have been charged by whoever else beforehand. Zero impact on the user. Sharpshooter Joe: All you need to do is pull the trigger, and BAM. Target eliminated. It's just... Euden: Is something troubling you? Sharpshooter Joe: I still haven't quite wrapped my head around it. The caster's a hell of a weapon. I'm a fan. But something's gnawin' at me. Sharpshooter Joe: Hate to impose, Euden, but can I get a bit more time with it? Euden: Be my guest. Sorting all this out is the point of testing in the first place. Sharpshooter Joe: Heh. 'Preciate it. Sharpshooter Joe: And now that THAT'S settled, how's about you help me with a little experiment? Euden: Gladly. Need me to pick another tree? Sharpshooter Joe: Nah. I'll put an apple on my head and you can shoot it off. Euden: I'M the one doing the shooting now?! Sharpshooter Joe: Hah, I'm just pullin' your leg. Hard to laugh with a ventilated skull, though, so let's put the kibosh on that experiment for now. Sharpshooter Joe: ...Soon as I touched this thing, I could tell it had the potential to bring me new thrills...and I'm going to master it. Episode 3 Something's Missing Sharpshooter Joe: That oughta do it. Sharpshooter Joe: I reckon that's the last of the fiends 'round here. Euden: Brilliant work. You're a bona fide manacaster master at this point! Sharpshooter Joe: Oh. Hey, Euden. All wrapped up on your end? Euden: Indeed. We've exterminated all the fiends hassling the local villagers. Giving you that weapon was clearly the right call. Euden: Have you managed to pin down what was troubling you before? Sharpshooter Joe: Sure have. And it's all thanks to you. Sharpshooter Joe: I stopped counting halfway through, but I shot down at least a hundred fiends with this thing. And it's not doin' it for me. Euden: Er, it's not doing...what for you? Sharpshooter Joe: It's too easy. There's no thrill in taking something down with a manacaster. No satisfaction. No sense of accomplishment. Euden: Well, I...suppose that's an understandable sticking point for someone like you, Joe. Sharpshooter Joe: That ain't it, Euden. I'm not complainin' for my own sake here. Sharpshooter Joe: I'm sayin' it spells trouble for people who aren't used to fighting at all. Euden: How so? Sharpshooter Joe: I told you before that the caster's easier to pick up than other weapons, yeah? Euden: You did indeed. Sharpshooter Joe: Unlike conventional weapons, a caster doesn't need brawn to wield. Or training. Sharpshooter Joe: In other words, you slap a caster in their hands and any Tom, Dick, or Harry could hit the battlefield. Sharpshooter Joe: But like I said, it's an empty strength. You can dole out death without so much as breakin' a sweat. Sharpshooter Joe: And removin' that weight from the equation means you stop feelin' fear. Euden: ...Ah. I'm beginning to see your point. Sharpshooter Joe: War should be scary. It NEEDS to be. Sharpshooter Joe: I worry that if everybody gets a caster, we'll lose that very necessary anxiety. Euden: And that's the lingering doubt you felt. Sharpshooter Joe: Combat makes your pulse pound because both sides know the stakes and they're scared as hell of dying. Sharpshooter Joe: The caster's a powerful weapon, all right, but that power leads to complacency. Numbs the senses. Frankly, it's soulless. Sharpshooter Joe: And combat with no soul's just meaningless, empty slaughter. Euden: Joe... Sharpshooter Joe: Hah, I must be losin' my touch. All that exciting potential I felt when I first held this thing, and in the end, it's all hollow. Sharpshooter Joe: You can have it back. Tell your sister what I said, would ya? Euden: I will. I'll send it off to Chelle with a courier later today. Euden: With a letter detailing your concerns, of course. Sharpshooter Joe: 'Preciate it, Euden. ???: The "manacaster," huh? Yes... This will do nicely. Episode 4 Dueling Casters Euden: Joe! I need you! Joe: Well, shucks, Euden. I'm guessin' it's serious? Euden: The convoy carrying the manacaster was waylaid. The carriage driver is safe, thankfully... Joe: But the caster's gone. I get you. I'll help track down whoever took it. Euden: I appreciate it. I'll make for Chanzelia to inform my sister of what's happened. Euden: I would ask you to track the thief. And let me give you this spare caster Chelle sent, just in case. Joe: I'd rather put my caster days behind me, but I suppose now ain't the time to be picky. Joe: Any idea where our rat might be hiding? Euden: The convoy was ambushed just south of the Egan Flats, so— Joe: Found you. Now, how's about you hand over the caster before things get ugly? Sharpshooter Joe: Wait. Miguel?! But you're... That's not possible! Manacaster Thief: No, it isn't. Because Miguel is dead, Joe, at your filthy hands. You killed my little brother! Sharpshooter Joe: Your brother?! Then you're— Ramon: Ramon. Miguel was the only blood I had, and you killed him in a ridiculous duel for the right to challenge that bowmaster. Sharpshooter Joe: Funny. He never mentioned a brother. Least of all an identical one. Ramon: Hmph. I'm not surprised. He always had a chip on his shoulder as the younger twin. Sharpshooter Joe: So now you've come to get revenge. Ramon: I'm fresh out of flowers for his grave, you see. Figured he'd prefer your head anyway! Sharpshooter Joe: Rgh, he's quick! Sharpshooter Joe: *Tsk* He actually grazed me. Ramon: What's wrong? You forget how to pull the trigger, or are you planning to just stand there and accept your fate? Ramon: Well, I won't keep you waiting. The next bullet's going straight through your heart! Euden: Not on my watch! Ramon: Gah! The coward brought friends! Sharpshooter Joe: Euden?! When'd you get here? Euden: I set out after you straight from Chanzelia. But forget that, Joe. Use the caster! Euden: I know you said it was a soulless weapon, but I think there's more to it than that. Sharpshooter Joe: Oh? Euden: You just didn't have the right opponent— someone to put that fear you were missing into your heart. Euden: But now, each of you holds the same caster, and the same threat of death hangs over your heads. Do you feel it? Sharpshooter Joe: Heh. Damn right I do. My blood's pumpin' red-hot through my veins. Sharpshooter Joe: This duel will tell me all I need to know about the caster's worth as a weapon! Euden: Then I'll stay out of your way. Sharpshooter Joe: Just don't blink, or you'll miss the show. Euden: I won't. I leave it to you, Joe. Sharpshooter Joe: Sorry to keep you. Let's finish this. Quick draw contest suit your fancy? Ramon: Suits me fine. Bow or caster, there's no one quicker than me. Sharpshooter Joe: Not even Miguel? Ramon: Who do you think taught him? He was a genius with the bow, no question. But he lacked consistency. Ramon: We were an even match, the two of us. I knew that once he found his form, he'd go on to surpass me and be the world's best! Sharpshooter Joe: ...... Ramon: If he was in peak condition, he'd never have lost to the likes of you. I'll prove that when I kill you, here and now. Sharpshooter Joe: Fair enough. I can tell from your opening volley you're a crack shot to rival Miguel. Sharpshooter Joe: But are you good enough to kill ME? Reckon you're about to find out. Ramon: In a hurry to die, are we? Fine by me. ...We draw when the bird on that outcrop takes off. Agreed? Sharpshooter Joe: As you like. I'm ready whenever. Ramon: Those your last words? Sharpshooter Joe: ...... Ramon: ...! Ramon: (Got him! I knew I was the fastes—?!) Ramon: NRAAAUGH! My aaarm! Sharpshooter Joe: Heh. Looks like I'm the quicker draw. Ramon: How?! I reacted before you—I'm sure of it! Sharpshooter Joe: Don't quite know what to tell you, brother. Proof's in the puddin'. I'm just better. Sharpshooter Joe: Guess if I had to say why, it'd be... because I put my soul into it. Ramon: I've lost. Kill me and get it over with. Sharpshooter Joe: Pass. See, I don't much cotton to taking orders. Ramon: Sure you can afford to let me go? As long as I draw breath, I'll keep coming for you! Sharpshooter Joe: Sign me up. I'll roll out the welcome mat. But next time, make it interesting. Can't shoot straight when you're drunk on hate. Sharpshooter Joe: Revenge is a dish best served cold. Go cool off and we can try this again. Episode 5 A New Partner Euden: Hey, Joe! Euden: There you are. I've been looking for you. Sharpshooter Joe: Lemme guess: Another waylaid convoy? Euden: Hah, no. That's not a mistake I'll soon repeat. I'm here on another matter. Euden: In all the commotion before, I didn't get to give you Chelle's reply to your concerns. Sharpshooter Joe: You made the trip here just for that? Now that's dedication. Sharpshooter Joe: So? What's the good lady have to say? Euden: Surprising no one, she was apparently already aware of every issue you raised. Euden: She said she'd never have given a caster to someone who didn't already know the fear of battle. Sharpshooter Joe: I guess I should be flattered. Euden: Honestly, I think it's less a matter of trust and more that she figured she'd come out on top no matter what happened. Sharpshooter Joe: She's the sort of gal who turned a near- theft into an opportunity to get new combat data, so...I'm not surprised. Euden: Well, she's also the "sort of gal" who sent you a present. Sharpshooter Joe: ...Okay, NOW I'm surprised. Euden: Her way of thanking you for putting her prototype through its paces, she said. ...Here. Euden: This is no prototype. It's a perfected model, re-tuned to reflect your feedback— your very own manacaster, Joe. Sharpshooter Joe: Say, Euden... Sharpshooter Joe: Before, I said that the manacaster was an empty weapon. Euden: I remember. Sharpshooter Joe: Well, I was wrong. A caster's as valid a weapon as any. You just have to dig a little deeper to find its true worth. Sharpshooter Joe: I felt it in that duel I fought— in every throb of my poundin' heart. Sharpshooter Joe: I put my soul into my weapon. He didn't. That was the gulf that divided us. Euden: You mean to say he was less skilled? Sharpshooter Joe: He was less everything: less skilled, less determined, and with less to lose. In short, his soul wasn't in it. Sharpshooter Joe: In terms of raw finesse, there ain't much daylight between Ramon and me. But soul-wise? It's no contest. Night and day. Sharpshooter Joe: It may not take much practice to get good with a caster, but I ain't scared of anyone who wields one half-cocked. Sharpshooter Joe: And it made me realize that a manacaster can give me the thrills I seek, so long as I pour my soul into it. Euden: Then you'll accept it? Sharpshooter Joe: Gratefully, even. This baby's my new partner! Sharpshooter Joe: Heh. Watch out, fiends. As of today, I'm the Scorching Sharpshooter!

Official Profile

Posted by the Dragalia Lost Twitter account on August 26, 2022.

• Hobbies: Darts
• Talents: Shooting fast-and lots
• Likes: Sophisticated entertainment
• Dislikes: Meddlers

Trivia

• Sharpshooter Joe is the first adventurer with the manacaster weapon.