Fates Supports/Avatar(F) Ophelia
A Support
Ophelia: Hi, Mother!
Avatar: Morning, Ophelia. You're in an awfully good mood today.
Ophelia: Thanks to you, I am. You pulled me free when I had sunk into a whirlpool of despair.
Avatar: Oh really? Well, I'm glad to hear that I helped.
Ophelia: Now that I have moved past that darkness, I need you to teach me everything. Battlefield strategy, culinary techniques... whatever wisdom you can spare.
Avatar: Oh my. May I ask, why the sudden interest?
Ophelia: Well, it's pretty simple. Someday, I may be chosen, like you, right? If that happens, I need to make sure that I'm ready.
Avatar: Heehee, that's a good point.
Ophelia: More importantly, generations to come should benefit from your experience. I need your help, Mother. I must become stronger. With your guidance, I can develop the tenacity and skill to back up my words. Maybe then I could inspire and help people.
Avatar: Hmm. Well if you feel that strongly about it, I'd be happy to teach you what I know.
Ophelia: Thank you, Mother! Can we begin with some chores?
Avatar: Of course. Shall we start by washing the dishes?
Ophelia: All right. How about these plates here? AHH!
Ophelia: Aw, Mother, I broke the plates. Again. I'm sorry.
Avatar: Oh my, Ophelia, you were quite up front with the apology this time.
Ophelia: A true chosen one doesn't try to hide from their mistakes, right?
Avatar: Heehee, that's true! How splendid, Ophelia.
