A taciturn, emotionless sylvan girl who speaks of a lonely rain that falls in her heart. Cold- blooded on the battlefield, her thoughts and actions are impossible to comprehend—save for her apparent hatred of humans.
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Adventurer Stories
Episode 1
In Search of Ugliness
Man: AAARGH!
???: ......
Man: Stop, please!
Man: I have a family!
Man: Aaaaargh!
???: ...The moon is pretty.
???: And yet my lonely rain...never ends.
In a lawless area ruled by a band of brigands, the prince and his friends have taken on a request from the town to quell the larcenous looters.
Thief 1: Sweet blue hell! Looks like the end'a the line for us...
Ranzal: We got ya cornered, ya dogs! Yer days of lootin' and pillagin' are over!
Elisanne: If you hope for mercy from us, you will agree to return all you have stolen.
Thief 1: Eyagh! Please, spare my life!
Thief 1: ...Haw haw! Just joshin'.
Euden: Huh?
Thief 1: Looks like YER the idiot blokes what got cornered!
Ranzal: Look out, boss! It's a trap!
Thief 1: Time to take out the trash, boys... and make it HURT!
Euden: Hrk!
Thief 2: Gwaaaargh!
Linnea: Next.
Thief 3: AAAAARGH!
Linnea: One to go.
Thief 1: W-wait! Just hear me out here, yeah?
Thief 1: I gots me a sick mum, so I does! Only turned cutpurse what so I could pay the sawbones to look after her!
Thief 1: If I die here, she'll die too! So just lemme go, yeah? I promise to be good after this—I PINKY promise!
Linnea: ......
Euden: Hold it! I don't know who you are, but I'll not stand by and permit you to kill a man who seeks to surrender.
Thief 1: Ya fell for it!
Linnea: Hrk!
Thief 1: *snort* My stories are so good, I ought go write me a novel. Later, suckers!
Elisanne: Blast! The brigand is gone!
Linnea: ...Ugly.
Elisanne: Oh, I agree: There is naught uglier in life than spinning cowardly deceit in order to make good one's escape.
Linnea: All of you are ugly, too.
Euden: I'm sorry?
Ranzal: Maybe she's right—lettin' a chump like that get away ain't exactly our finest hour.
Ranzal: Still, not sure ya really need to be goin' around callin' folks ugly.
Linnea: Your ugliness is why I need to come with you.
Euden: I am very confused right now. Also, who even ARE you?
Linnea: Linnea—and you are the seventh scion.
Euden: You know me?
Linnea: I've been looking for you. Take me with you.
Euden: Er, and WHY do you want to come with us, exactly?
Linnea: I'm searching for humanity's ugliness.
Linnea: You're fighting a war, right?
Linnea: The rigors of the battlefield... Kill or be killed... It is where people show their true selves.
Linnea: That's why I'm coming with you: I want to fight with you.
Linnea: I want to see your ugly side.
Ranzal: Ya ask me, boss, this whole plan is ten pounds'a bullplop in a five-pound sack.
Ranzal: I know ya love invitin' weirdos to hang out with us, but I don't see you and her ever comin' to a meetin'a the minds.
Euden: No, you're right. But I can't help worrying for her...
Linnea: I don't need your worry.
Elisanne: Well, Your Highness? What shall we do?
Euden: ...We'll bring her along. Who knows what might happen if we just leave her here.
Linnea: ......
Ranzal: Ya sure, boss? I mean, this lady ain't just an oddball—she's the ODDEST ball.
Elisanne: What could cause a woman to undertake something so twisted as a search for the ultimate ugliness within humanity?
Euden: It's a good question, but I feel confident she'll tell us the answer in time.
Euden: I mean, there must be SOME reason she's like this...
Episode 2
Not Your Typical Sylvan
Linnea has come to live at the Halidom. However, each day invariably begins with...
Linnea: ...Hey.
Euden: Hello, Linnea. What's up?
Linnea: Why aren't we fighting?
Euden: Conflict isn't something we seek out around here—we only fight when there's no other option.
Linnea: But I need it.
Linnea: Without conflict, there was no point in coming to this castle.
Luca: Say, Euden, at the risk of painting with a really wide brush here, Linnea doesn't exactly strike me as your typical sylvan.
Euden: Really?
Cleo: Well, many of the sylvans in this castle are on the unusual side.
Cleo: Perhaps you've become desensitized to their oddness, Euden.
Luca: Ha ha! Are you one'a the weirdos, Cleo?!
Cleo: Well, I suppose I'm not what one would refer to as a "typical" sylvan...
Luca: Aw, I'm just kiddin'. Anyway, so here's what I mean: Most sylvans just sorta hang out in the woods and commune with nature, ya know?
Luca: I mean, we throw down when we have to, but it's usually just brawlin' with an old grumpy bear or something—our race general ain't what you'd call bloodthirsty.
Luca: But Linnea is all ABOUT fighting.
Cleo: Another oddity is that her clothing is definitely not of sylvan make.
Cleo: The design would be considered elaborate by sylvan standards, and the thread and weave is also quite unusual.
Cleo: Mysteries pile upon mysteries when it comes to this child. Whatever could her true story be?
Linnea: ...I don't care if I act like a normal sylvan or not.
Euden: Well, that's your choice, and we're certainly fine with it.
Linnea: I may have sylvan blood, but I don't know what it's like to BE one.
Euden: And why is that, exactly?
Linnea: ...I was raised by humans.
Cleo: What?!
Linnea: My adoptive parents claim someone left me in front of their house.
Linnea: I've never been to a sylvan village... I don't even know what my real parents look like.
Luca: Oh man, that sounds rough.
Linnea: Not really.
Linnea: My dad taught me how to fight and we always had food to eat.
Linnea: It was...pretty nice.
Euden: Then why are you so eager to learn about the ugly side of humanity?
Euden: Do you hate humans or something?
Linnea: No! I mean...I can't hate them.
Linnea: And that's why I...
Linnea: Ugh. Never mind.
Luca: Okay, what was THAT about?
Cleo: Saying that you "can't" hate humans is a very specific choice of term.
Luca: So...what? You think she WANTS to?
Cleo: Why else would she seek out conflict? Human ugliness is laid bare on the battlefield like no other place.
Euden: None of this is making any sense.
Euden: But one thing is certain: Linnea is in a vulnerable state, and we should look out for her.
Episode 3
What Makes Life Precious
Cleo: Ah, what lovely weather. Let's get this laundry dried before it starts to wrinkle.
Linnea: Why do I have to do this?
Cleo: Because everyone who lives here takes a turn helping with household chores.
Linnea: ......
Cleo: I've never seen someone stare at laundry with such vitriol. Is it truly so terrible to be asked to do your fair share?
Linnea: It's not that. I was just...remembering how my mom and I used to do laundry.
Linnea: I mean, not this much, obviously...
Linnea: It was just me and my parents.
Linnea: But then three became two, and two became one... And I've been alone ever since...
Linnea: So why do I suddenly have to take care of so much laundry?
Cleo: Because you're one of us now.
Cleo: You're not alone any longer.
Linnea: That's what I'm scared of.
Cleo: Wait. You're scared of NOT being alone?
Linnea: Yes—especially if it means I have to hang around humans.
Linnea: Aren't YOU scared of them?
Linnea: They live such different lives... and pass from them so fast.
Linnea: The two of us will outlive every human in this castle.
Linnea: No matter how many happy days we spend together, it's going to end in tragedy.
Linnea: How can you not be afraid of that?
Cleo: Heh.
Linnea: It's not funny.
Cleo: I'm sorry. It just sort of slipped out.
Cleo: I've been alive for many, MANY years longer than you, Linnea. And while some of them were filled with fine companions, I also spent many of them alone.
Cleo: I've met people I never wanted to lose... and lost them all the same.
Cleo: Even now, I miss them so terribly it feels as if my heart will break.
Linnea: So why did you laugh?
Cleo: Because that's just how life works— and no amount of thinking, praying, or weeping can change it.
Cleo: You might as well try to empty the ocean with a spoon.
Cleo: But the relationships and bonds we form are what make life worth living.
Cleo: So rather than hanging my head over what is to come, I strive to enjoy the happiness I feel in the present.
Cleo: And if you ask me, the finite nature of life is what makes it all the more precious.
Linnea: ......
Cleo: It's all right if people have different ways of thinking—including you and me. That's only natural.
Cleo: Anyway, I think I've said enough. We have some laundry to dry!
Linnea: The sky...
Linnea: I haven't looked at the sky in so long... but my rain still falls.
Cleo: *sigh* What is it now?
Linnea: I was just thinking about how bright the sky is...
Linnea: And also...you.
Episode 4
The Rain Never Stops
Elisanne: What are you doing, Linnea?
Linnea: ...Reading a book.
Elisanne: Goodness, but that is a dense tome!
Linnea: Not really.
Elisanne: It seems I have underestimated how smart and clever you are.
Linnea: No I'm not.
Elisanne: You certainly are! Now then, might you tell me more about this book of yours?
Linnea: ......
Euden: Hey there, Linnea! Doing a little weapon maintenance today?
Linnea: ...Yes.
Elisanne: I saw you sharpening this selfsame blade yesterday as well. Admirably prudent.
Linnea: Dad always said that regular maintenance was important.
Euden: It's great that you took his instructions to heart like that.
Linnea: ...Why?
Euden: Er, why what?
Linnea: Why are you so NICE?!
Euden: Whoa! Where's this coming from?
Linnea: It's not COMING from anywhere! It's always BEEN like this!
Linnea: You people are all so...so NICE, and it makes it impossible for me to hate you!
Linnea: All I want is to hate humans...
Euden: See, that doesn't make sense to me. Weren't you raised by humans?
Euden: Do you actually want to hate your parents?
Linnea: My mom and dad are the ones I want to hate most.
Linnea: I just...I love them so much... and I wish I could hate them instead.
Linnea: Because the rain never stops.
Elisanne: The rain?
Linnea: Dad died first, then Mom a few years later.
Linnea: They both went peacefully... And on both of those days, it was raining...
Linnea: Downpours heavy enough to drown out even the sound of my tears.
Linnea: I've known nothing but sadness ever since they left me.
Linnea: The sadness... The rain... My loneliness... None of it ever ends.
Linnea: They got old, and I was left behind.
Elisanne: Ah...right, because you're sylvan...
Euden: I can see how painful these memories are for you, but let me say one thing...
Linnea: ...?
Euden: You can't hate your parents.
Linnea: That's not your decision.
Euden: I didn't say not to—I said you CAN'T. Even if we showed you the ugliest side of the worst human in the world, you still wouldn't be able to do it.
Linnea: But that's all I have. It's all I've been striving for.
Linnea: I'm sad and alone and I want to forget, so why can't I hate them?!
Euden: Because no amount of bad behavior on the part of random humans can make you forget all the wonderful things you love about your own parents.
Euden: Your parents loved you—a REAL kind of love—and that isn't something you can just forget about or wish away.
Euden: And I think you know that.
Euden: It doesn't matter that you're sylvan and they're human—you had a bond.
Linnea: ......
Linnea: So what...should I do?
Euden: It's all right to remember them, Linnea, and it's all right for that to hurt.
Euden: You can still live a happy life and remember the people you've lost.
Linnea: I don't... I don't understand that. And if I DID come to understand it...
Linnea: No! Remembering is sad! It's lonely! I don't WANT to be alone!
Linnea: Waaaaaaah!
Elisanne: Oh, poor Linnea. I know it's difficult, and I know you did your best.
Elisanne: But you are no longer alone.
Linnea: Both of you are so...warm...
Linnea: Mom... Dad...
Linnea: (Euden is with me... Elisanne is holding me...)
Linnea: (I...can't hate them... Just like I couldn't back then...)
Episode 5
Clear Skies
Euden: The weather's beautiful, huh?
Notte: It sure is! Lookit that sweet, sweet sunshine!
Linnea: ...Hey.
Notte: Linnea! What's up?
Linnea: Why aren't we fighting?
Notte: 'Cause it's better NOT to be fighting! Are you seriously still on about this?
Linnea: No.
Notte: What?
Linnea: I mean...I want to help.
Euden: You do?
Linnea: I don't have a lot of skills.
Linnea: But Dad taught me how to fight, so if that's what you need...I'll do it.
Linnea: I want to fight with all of you.
Euden: Linnea, that's...
Linnea: For so long, I wanted to hate humans.
Linnea: Because being all alone and remembering my parents' love... It hurt.
Linnea: But the more I came to know about humans, the harder it was to just forget.
Linnea: I know some people have ugly hearts. But there are also hearts filled with warmth and kindness.
Linnea: That's the way of it for humans and sylvans and...everyone.
Linnea: I can't hate humans. I'll never be able to.
Linnea: But it really does hurt to lose things. It makes me feel lonely.
Linnea: That's why I want to fight for you— so there's no more loss.
Notte: I mean, that's great to hear, but you understand what it really means, right?
Notte: The prince and most of the folks around here are human, and that won't change. So short lifespans, disease, all that stupid stuff—it's always gonna be there.
Euden: Easy, Notte.
Notte: Look, someone needs to give this girl some straight talk, so it might as well be ol' Notte the straight-talk queen!
Notte: You're gonna hurt again, Linnea. You just ARE.
Notte: So? Whatcha say to that?
Linnea: ...You're right.
Linnea: I will experience loss again.
Linnea: I might even want to hate humans again someday.
Euden: We won't let you feel that way.
Linnea: Huh?
Euden: Even if you have to say goodbye to us some day, you won't need to hate.
Euden: Because we'll leave you with so many good feelings and memories that you'll be able to live with a smile in your heart.
Euden: And that's why I'd like you to be with us for as long as we can make it happen. So what do you say?
Linnea: ...Yes.
Linnea: (My rain has fallen ever since my parents died...)
Linnea: (But now I think I see clear skies, and a new path with some light...)
Linnea: (So I'm going to move ahead, and I'm going to be happy—and I'll do it with all of them at my side.)
Linnea: (The rain...will stop.)
Euden: Something interesting up there, Linnea?
Linnea: ...The weather's beautiful today, isn't it?
Linnea: And it will be beautiful tomorrow, so long as you all are with me.
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