→ On Bard

"Aye, I remember when Orion passed a Bard soul crystal onto me. He spent forever teachin' me how to shoot a bow. I kept forgetting how to turn my shoulders and waist and so on, but he kept on so patiently. I figured he must've missed being a Wood-Warder. I'm not sure he'd ever admit that though. But the archery skills made taking out targets a whole lot easier. Still, I ain't good at the music part. Other sailors once taught me how to carry a tune... But that was a long time ago."

→ On Dark Knight

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→ On Drawing

"When I was a kit, when we'd sail out to sea, I'd always hide up in the crow's nest. None of the adults could've climbed up, so I spent a lot of time there. Eventually I took to sketching the scenery, then I started making maps of where we'd been. I think I oughta still have some notebooks somewhere..."

→ On Bozja

"Previously, I'd been detached from my heritage as a Viera... My caretaker, if you'd call him such, told me some things. But I grew up far outside the forest. So when I heard tales of what the Empire had done, I didn't feel a thing. Steppin' foot into Bozja helped change that for me. I'd fought lots of battles at that point, but I can admit that I'd never seen war before. Mostly the folks there were Hrothgar or Hyur, but there were a few Viera. Cyra was one of them, and I think I must've struck a nerve at first. At the very least, he probably saw me as just some kit. But I must've proved myself, he started keeping an eye on me well enough."