You want me to watch over your work, like I keep an eye on my siblings while they do their homework? Sure. I'll make you run ten laps in the snow if you don't finish on time.

Whoa! Head up, chest out, swing your tail—good! Treating my disease is something that deserves the greatest gratitude a hunter can give. Look how this leporibeast snorts and kicks! It's the strongest that I've hunted. I'm not sure why the medics won't accept it…

Apology Letter: I'm sorry, instructor. A hunter takes only what she needs. If she fails to kill with one single shot, it is not hunting, only meaningless killing. This is the rule that Kjeragandr set for the snowy mountains… and the reason I put a hole in the training target, I guess…

Legends tell of a creature that points the way for hunters lost in the blizzards. It is mysterious and beautiful—no, not this one on my shoulder. It got lost while following me, hoping to pick up scraps from my hunt. I call it the Rift Cloudbeast. Cool, isn't it? Wait, no, no, no, not the Doctor's hood! You can't eat that!

The craftsmen know that Kjeragandr's eyes must be deep, for She sees a thousand miles. Her hands must be delicate, for She heals whatever wounds She touches. But these ideas were formed from our sculpting, one chisel at a time. At the end of the day, tomorrow depends on our own eyes and hands.

When I go back, I'll tell my siblings that Oripathy isn't something to be feared. Their big sister is strong as ever and still carries her heavy crossbow around. Oripathy isn't a punishment from Kjeragandr. She guides and does not punish…

Doctor, help me put the strand from the left side on top of the one in the middle, then do the same with the hair on the right side and weave them together—no, it's all wrong again! This is completely different from how the Saintess did it… do you actually know how to braid hair, Doctor?

You get punished when you do something bad. The Rift Cloudbeast stole your snacks because I didn't keep a good eye on it. We'll banish ourselves, according to the rules of my house. Don't try to stop me—huh? You're saying the rule here for cloudbeasts is just three days of petting time with you? You're the master of this house, and you wouldn't lie to me. Here you go!

You want to go hunting with me? Alright, let me first step up my training… why? There's no way you can track anything in the snowy mountains on your own. I'll need to get strong enough to carry you on my back the whole way.

Kjeragandr on high, hear my prayer… keep them safe, keep them healthy.

I came because the Saintess says you can treat my disease. Do you need a hunter? I can take out a beast three times the height of a grown man with a single shot!

Everyone's really good!

What's this badge for? Oh… I get paid more when I have it? I see! Thank you!

I don't quite understand what the health exam report says, but I know I haven't gotten worse. You saved my life, and Kjeragandr's blessings will be with you.

Do you need help hunting game?

Stay close. The snowy mountains can be dangerous to newcomers.

Shh. Don't disturb the beasts.

Look at the tracks they left in the snow…

Do you see the game?

Do you hear footsteps?

I have bait.

Hide your smell.

Broken icicles… we've got a big one.

Fresh dung, not yet covered in snow… it was here not long ago.

Set the trap, and wait…

One shot, one kill.

I've never seen a quarry this big… did we really catch it?

By Kjeragandr, we have our game. Let's go home!

Rift Cloudbeast, go find some herbs that can stop bleeding!

Let's go, Doctor! The smell of blood will draw more beasts!

Mm… it's warm here. Almost too warm!

Whoa! Careful, I strike back on reflex!

Oh no, the Rift Cloudbeast is chewing on your hood again…

Arknights.

Thank you for letting me bring my siblings here to celebrate the new year! They don't get to leave Kjerag very often and they're really enjoying their time here. I'm taking them to try the special dishes that the other Operators have prepared. Thank you so much!

Doctor, have you seen the Rift Cloudbeast anywhere? I've been looking for it since morning. It ate my breakfast.

I don't know what a working adult like you might want for your birthday, but I gave a chain like this to my parents before, made from the tooth of the first quarry I hunted. They were very happy. This bead chain will keep you safe. Happy birthday, Doctor.

This was the walking stick that I used on my pilgrimage to Mount Karlan with the Saintess. I took it to bathe in the purest lake water, and in the first ray of dawn atop the peak. May it keep you safe on your path towards the future you seek.