I wonder where I might have ended up had I not become a member of the relic expedition.

Maybe I would have written poetry about Balaurea.

Look at the powerful footstep of the Daeva who dominates the meadows!

See the flapping wings of the Daeva who serves Atreia!

Ah, did I surprise you by reciting a poem so suddenly?

Aren't you curious which troubadour came up with that?

"What? I wasn't listening."