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Tch, Viator... The ever so infamous outlaw I had the displeasure to encounter on many occasions. I won't deny it - he is strong, unpredictable and on top of that he is someone special to Neiya.
The simplest solution would be to just apprehend him, but sadly it is no longer possible for me. I prefer to not cross path with him ever again; knowing my luck it is bound to happen regardless.
My dearest mother. She was once an exceptional Banneret - a guardian angel of the Knights, happily bound to my Father.
Then, I came to be. There is nothing in this world that could ever compensate her for the life she sacrificed for me. I see it every time she looks at me. That pitiful gaze, as if she was sorry for me. It crushes me far more than any correction from him ever could. I don't want her to suffer anymore, thus I try to stay on the right path, made by my Father.
My precious baby boy, I'm so sorry. I only wish I could've done more. To protect you from what now weighs so heavy on your shoulders. You never deserved to live a life guided by another's expectations. You deserve to live one full of joy and freedom with the ones you love, yet even they have been taken from you. All for the sake of his approval. I'm so sorry that you have to live like this. It's surely my fault, so please...please put all the blame on my shoulders, if only to help you feel some semblance of peace.
Grim... once upon a time, we were happy. We had everything we could have ever wished for and more. I try to move on, to force myself to forget but the shattered pieces of me refuse to mend. Every time I look at you.. I don't see my my flame, the one who I love and cherish - I just see.. them. I don't blame you for what happened. I could never. But telling you that I forgive you? That would be a lie I'm not strong enough to tell, not even for your own comfort of mind. I.. am sorry.
Oh light of my stars, the brightest of them all...my Sylver. How I ache to see you hale and whole once more. It breaks my near-dead heart to see you suffer so. Yet what can a glider do, when the solution for a problem is nigh impossible? They try. I will do everything in my power to help you feel once more. To see the light in your eyes as I once did so many moons ago. I'd do anything--everything--for you. Always, for you, my guiding star.
Ryu!! He is slow if it comes to flying, but that's where the fun part is! He gets so angry whenever he can't win the race against me haha!
Papa and Father tell me to go easy on him since he is younger than me, but I think he would be upset even more if I did that, heh :D
Ah... Neiya’s kit. I can’t even recall the last time I laid eyes on her. It’s all a blur now - too hazy, too foggy for my liking.
Still... she carries that same damn kindness Neiya used to have. If I have any regrets left in me, it’s that I wasn't there when he was preparing for the Rite. I only wish he’d broken his silence on his own terms.
Then again... I know I wouldn't have understood back then. Not before my exile. I was too blind, too loyal to a lie, to ever see the truth.
There’s a deep well of anger in that boy. But beneath the rage, despite his youth, there's undeniable potential. I still question why I gave in to his demands to spar. Maybe it was his stubborn determination... or maybe it’s just that he reminds me too much of someone I used to hold dear in my flame.
He’s sharp, too. Wise enough to keep his mouth shut about his past. He hasn't even told me his name. I do the same. It's safer that way. Out of sight, out of mind - and besides, my unmasked face would probably just terrify the poor kit anyway, no matter how stubborn he may be.
There he is! Oh my precious little puff ball...it is as if Zerin's anger was given form! There is so much fire in your heart, my darling boy. Perhaps a bit too much. Slowly but surely I'll help him learn to manage the flame. To keep it steady and level, rather than a raging inferno. It will take some work, but don't all good things? He is certainly worth such the effort. I hope to help him down any path he may choose.
My mama. Makes me talk about my feelings...it helps sometimes. Other times it just makes it harder to think. It shows he cares though, so I'm grateful for it.
My darling baby girl, oh how I love you so! Oh how I wish to snuggle you close and keep you away from the dangers of the world. Though, it seems you've already bore witness to the darker side of your father. It was unavoidable, yes, but I wish I could have kept the wool over your eyes for just a bit longer. Nonetheless I will try my best to ensure you grow up into whatever you want to be, Soleil.
My mama! Ah I love him so, so much. Always gives me the best meals, and makes a great place to hide behind after pulling on papa's tail hehe.
A spark of my flame, though he knows not how to manage his hatred towards the world. So much emotion pours out of him, and I hope his mother and I can help him learn a way to wield these feelings in a better way. I cherish him deeply.
We may look alike, but her joyous attitude is more akin to her mother. She finds my tail a good hunting target...good, but I'll teach her to pounce on bigger prey eventually. I cherish her deeply.
You seem...different now. Part of me wonders, do you remember me? Every time I happen to stumble upon you there is no recognition. I'm grateful for that, considering who I am now, but a part of me still mourns the glider you once were. I wish him well in life, wherever it might take him next.
There's some form of recognition in the back of my mind when I saw him after waking up. I just can't put my claw on it. I probably knew him before the accident... Urff... My head hurts thinking about this.
Elly! Now there's a name that ought to bring a smile to your face. A kind and caring soul, always the type to bring joy wherever she went. I feel a bit bad that I left her without any explanation. It must have been jarring to have a friend, however close, suddenly turn up dead. Hopefully it didn't affect her too much...but I can't quite know that, hm?
Neiya... He, Ymir and I all trained together. He was so fun to be with back then, I always had a blast training together. I thought he was dead, but I've heard through the grapevine he's still alive, just in seedier parts of the realm. I just hope he's happy, I guess. I wish I could show him the farm and my wife, but I understand the difficulties that involves... All three of us really took different paths after training, it's tragic. I'm the only one left here. But I'm here to protect my family and that will not change.
Well there's a friendly face! Sweet little Biszkopt, always teasing my Ryu. Never maliciously though, of course. Her heart's too good for that. It was surprising to see her born so quickly, but nonetheless I am glad to see her here.
Soleil!!!!!!!!! She is my best friend, I love making her laugh, it's what inspired me to become jester~!!
She doesn't care that I am too loud or too bold, I really love hanging out with her!
I hope we can stay friends forever!
Oh Henri. It's far, far too long since I've seen him. Sometimes I can hear his voice scolding me for improper attire in dreams...Sir Chevalier was a good leader, albeit misguided in a way. I think he was given too much too young. Standards to live up to, ideals to uphold, morals to live by--there was no chance for him to find out who he was, in the end. Only in stolen moments reflected in her eyes did he ever see beyond the veil for a bit, I think. Maybe one day he can learn what freedom is as I have. That is, if he ever gains the courage to take the leap to do so.
Sir Tani... a name that brings a bittersweet warmth to my flame. He was once a truly promising Knight of Lysia; it was an honor to have him in our ranks. He and my-- I mean, Knight Ymir, were good friends.
It pains me deeply that his path ended in such a fashion. I can only hope that he has found the peace he so rightfully earned. It is a sorrowful thing indeed - another bright star extinguished by the malice outbreaks. He will be remembered as a hero - a knight, who served and protected Lysians to the very end.
Piernik, Piernik, Piernik. From a sly glider to a veritable threat of metal and bone. I find myself ever curious about him. He and Thousand Claw are the only outlaws other than my dear Zerin that I can deal with. Otherwise, I am simply kept out of that sphere. I enjoy our conversations together. He let's me talk, and while I can tell there's something he's seeking I do hope he's entertained with the rambling until then. For a man whom hates my "kind" he doesn't seem to despise me all that much, for that I am grateful. I do hope that he and Zerin continue business together.
Viator’s spouse. I see him around the hideout occasionally, though there isn't much to our "relationship" beyond a mutual nod and small talk. I don't lose sleep over Sir Neiya’s origins; so long as Viator’s trust is a constant, my own follows suit. Neiya's instincts and his baggage aren’t mine to audit. Besides, he’s likely the only Knight I’ve met whom I can actually stomach - and I’m fairly certain the feeling is mutual. I suspect he actually enjoys the company. With enough time and the right leverage, he'll eventually start leaking the kind of Knighthood intel that fetches a heavy price on the market. It’s a clean, profitable trade-off. A win-win, really.
Neiya and I were once inseparable. He was my first friend among the Knights of Lysia - the very blueprint of what a knight should be: kind, thoughtful, and unfailingly brave. I looked up to him as a senior, loved him like an older brother, and, if I’m honest, I envied his light. But he traded all of it - his vows, his honor, and our bond - for a single Keeper. I cannot forgive that. I hate that our paths have led here, but I will bring him to justice. I owe it to the Glider he used to be, and perhaps, to the Glider I might still save.
Ahh...a memory of a life long past. I truly do miss being at her side, the younger sister I never had. I had to leave, though. It was something I had to do in order to live freely. No longer was I satisfied with living under bonds. Thus I broke free to live with the one who truly showed me the world. I pray that we never cross paths, that I can watch you kindly from a distance. For I know you will do what you only believe is "right". I'll miss you Ymir. May you live on and remember us. Remember what once was.