[The vast number of men and women that she had personally slaughtered by sheer power was immeasurable. The satisfaction that she had known from standing over the smote and ruin on the battlefield was a rush like no other. All of those heightened feelings had been her reasoning, her purpose for life back in Europa. Here in Crystallis, however, there had been something lacking.
Though the world was far more fantastic than her home, Selvaria was still rather blase to it all. Nothing seemed to interest her about this world. There had been no thrill, no grand purpose, no great conquest. It didn't help that she had also been labeled a "hero". Any such praise not coming from the hand of Maximilian was not worth her time or concern. Reflecting back on what few past times, Selvaria did actually find some purpose in cooking (even if she was rather horrible at it). Horticulture, given her upbringing, was something else she was fond of. Her greatest strength, with what little free time she had during her enlistment had been parlor games.
Passing by an open pub, the silver-haired General had spotted the pack of people playing a most peculiar card game. A basic explanation and the chance to play had led her quickly becoming a pro. The piles of Gil and personal belongings soon became a small cache, causing quite the stir throughout the district as a crowd generated around the entrance of the pub.
Standing up after her most recent conquest, the woman boasts as she flashes a stack of Gil out to entice another victim.
"Is there no man or woman who dares challenge the Queen of the Triple Triad?"
Selvaria Bles | Valkyria Chronicles
[The vast number of men and women that she had personally slaughtered by sheer power was immeasurable. The satisfaction that she had known from standing over the smote and ruin on the battlefield was a rush like no other. All of those heightened feelings had been her reasoning, her purpose for life back in Europa. Here in Crystallis, however, there had been something lacking.
Though the world was far more fantastic than her home, Selvaria was still rather blase to it all. Nothing seemed to interest her about this world. There had been no thrill, no grand purpose, no great conquest. It didn't help that she had also been labeled a "hero". Any such praise not coming from the hand of Maximilian was not worth her time or concern. Reflecting back on what few past times, Selvaria did actually find some purpose in cooking (even if she was rather horrible at it). Horticulture, given her upbringing, was something else she was fond of. Her greatest strength, with what little free time she had during her enlistment had been parlor games.
Passing by an open pub, the silver-haired General had spotted the pack of people playing a most peculiar card game. A basic explanation and the chance to play had led her quickly becoming a pro. The piles of Gil and personal belongings soon became a small cache, causing quite the stir throughout the district as a crowd generated around the entrance of the pub.
Standing up after her most recent conquest, the woman boasts as she flashes a stack of Gil out to entice another victim.
"Is there no man or woman who dares challenge the Queen of the Triple Triad?"