Vieraslayer

And now, a chapter which reveals a slightly nicer side to Alvyne, even though she's nice for all the wrong reasons.

The Diary of Alvyne Vieraslayer

It feels so good to be back in my own body. My feet hurt. How can Viera stand having those feet? It has been a long day. Fran and Balthier are long gone in their fancy-shmancy airship. I'm headed toward Bhujerba too, in a nice craft where I get my own cabin. No stupid Viera either. I can mingle with Humes and run around, all in my own lovely Reena body.

When we were headed to the aerodrome, Fran ran into a really nasty Viera. Her name was "Tayi" or something like that. She called Fran a bitch, and the two started an argument. I don't mind being called a bitch, but maybe that's because I am a female canine so it is literally true.

Being the decent creature I am, I tried to comfort Fran. Not to mention being angry makes Viera all stringy and tough. I told her that she is worth more than Ta-whatever. I told her that a Reena wouldn't even eat Ta-whatever, she was that worthless. Fran didn't have to have a fit when I said the word Reena. Now she hates me more than ever.

I don't think Fran suspects, but once I track her down in Bhujerba, I'll have to be really careful about my words and actions. If Fran finds out that I'm a Reena before I can get my teeth into her neck, that's it. I might be capable of taking her with me if she's alone, but I'm still dead meat. I want to eat her, not be murdered by her claws!

I had some wonderful cheese today. I love cheese. Some Hume woman said it was made from Viera milk, but I seriously think that was a joke. She sounded like she was joking. Probably knew what a Reena is and decided to make a Viera joke. Not many Humes know what Reena are, but there are some. Someday I'd like to educate people.

I haven't gotten Viera meat yet, but at least I'm not hungry. I ate all the cheese I could afford. I've got some money. I'll need more once I get to Bhujerba. Maybe I'll take on a hunt. I don't belong to a clan, but rewards for hunts sound pleasant. I just hope I don't fight anything too tough. I think I'll take a trip down the Lhusu Mines.

I played with a couple Hume children. They thought I was nothing but a big ol' Paramina husky. Well, that was good for my soul. I fetched a stick about a thousand times. I loved doing that, even though I'm not as much of a dog as I am a dog-person. Whatever.

I am about to go to sleep with a huge grin on my face. I hope I dream of Viera killing!

--Alvyne Vieraslayer