Whoever's been trailing me, you're not very good at it. Pink isn't a stealthy color.

A pity the harpies are gone. They made good target practice.

Honor, once I get the money, I'll be commissioning a second sword from you.

As long as I’m stuck in temporary housing, I'm laying down some rules that will be followed:

-Stay out of my way.
-Don’t touch my things.
-No nicknames. My name is Oath, nothing more and nothing less.
-No friendly bullshit.

I'm here to get my memories back, not babysit you idiots.