An opera company smack dab in the middle of the
Imperial capital, huh? I can't even begin to imagine
[cdb]what that must be like.
I mean, I've been all over the place for my mercenary
[cdb]work, but it's mostly just been for small-time rural
[cdb]lords and the like.
Honestly, I'd never even met anyone from the big
[cdb]cities like Enbarr or Fhirdiad before coming to
Garreg Mach.
Even after I ended up in the capital, all the glitz and
[cdb]glamor made me feel almost like I was living someone
[cdb]else's life instead of my own.
You know, shows in the capital are about a thousand
[cdb]times flashier than the little town festival shows you
[cdb]might be used to.
Every important moment of the drama is conveyed
[cdb]through elaborate song, and at the center of the
[cdb]musical ensemble stands its star: the diva.
Ask more about divas.
Compare it to the mercenary life.
I think I get the idea. These divas sound pretty
[cdb]incredible.
They probably get stage names and everything if
[cdb]they're that important, huh?
Kinda like how all the most famous mercenary groups
[cdb]have one big name leading the charge. People like the
Blade Breaker or the Ashen Demon.
You must've had a stage name or something
[cdb]too, huh?
Oh, but of course. I was known as the Mystical
Songstress.
Hey, that's pretty good. There always has been this
[cdb]kinda indescribable aura surrounding you.
Thanks, but I have mixed feelings about the name
[cdb]myself. They called me that because of how suddenly
[cdb]a street orphan like me was discovered and debuted.
Yeah, I see how there could be some complicated
[cdb]feelings wrapped up in that.
But if you were able to rise from that to diva,
[cdb]you must have the chops to back it up.
Not that I can even picture what that would sound
[cdb]like. Hey, do you think you could sing something
[cdb]for me?
Since you asked so nicely. But I'm only doing it
[cdb]this once, OK?
♪How the crimson rain of pain it came, falling hard
[cdb]upon a land aflame. When the sacred blade it split
[cdb]the sky, until the heavens heard our cry...♪
♪In the hour of vengeance, will you heed the call?
On the red fields of revenge, will you help avenge?
We must fight strong and stand tall!♪
Well, what did you think?
It was, uh...yeah.
What, you didn't like it? Not quite the booming
[cdb]applause I'm used to.
Tell her the truth: You don't get it.
Tell a little white lie.
No, it was incredible, honest. It's just, I'm not really
[cdb]sure I "got" it, you know?
I mean, the only songs I know are the ones sung by
[cdb]mercs in taverns or village girls as they tend the fields.
You're kinda in a different league, Dorothea.
No, it was incredible, honest. I was just kinda at a loss
[cdb]for words for a second there. That was like nothing
[cdb]else I've ever heard before.
Sorry I can't really give you much more than that.
Oh, don't worry about it. This sort of thing happens
[cdb]more often than you'd think.
Well, as long as you're not mad. If you don't mind,
[cdb]though, maybe you could try again for me sometime?
I'd really like to hear you sing some more. And hey,
I might even get better at telling you what I thought.
Hehe. Sure. I suppose I can give you one more
[cdb]chance.