"My original purpose was to keep the Outer World free of any and all bandits that managed to sneak in through the portal. Such a lush paradise of knowledge and valuable soldiers at your disposal— it sounds like it’s worth the extra cut across the chest, right? But that was only if and when anyone ever managed to pass through our borders.
It’s the same as any other mission you can find in the Outer World today. Obey without question, have a little sass in your script, and then if the odds are in your favor, have them leave. Or get the other side’s respect and serve them for all eternity. Hands trading you back and forth like children with their decks of playing cards on the cobblestone road.”
Cracking her neck, she reached back and massaged a kink in one pf her shoulders, wincing when it popped.
"But now that my master’s dead and I’m pretty much alone, my first task was to try and find Lord Marth’s grave. I knew that I had disobeyed my master and fled on my own will during the great fire that consumed my allies back then. i felt absolutely horrible. so with no card to return to, and the mortal world at my disposal, I felt utterly alone, and horrified. Was God punishing me?
I had to repeat the same tactics i had after the War of Heroes. Live a low and sheltered existence, while hopelessly looking for Marth’s grave. I wanted to apologize to him for every mistake i ever made in my life, both mortal and after. And for abandoning my commanders during their most dire moment of need.
I never found it.
1,300 years of wandering all over Akaneia and I never found a smidgen of evidence to where his grave was located under all that rubbel. Not even a dead tree.
But then, years later, I found Ylisse, and its royal family. Something clicked inside me. I had to repay my debts somehow. I knew that somehow, in some way, they were related to His Majesty. I took it upon myself to watch Emmeryn from afar, as well as Chrom and Lissa, too. If I just burst through the castle doors completely unannounced at the time with my stories, nobody would believe me. So I stood silent vigil, hoping for that day I’d be able to confront the Shepherds in person.”
Silver yawned into her hand, the day’s heat beating down on her in waves. “As free as I look, my purpose is the guard the royal family. If I served Marth once, I’m pretty sure I can pull off a second go at it. I want to completely redo my quiet life after the War of Heroes. I’ve done a huge disservice to Akaneia Palace.”