I feel embarrassed... about my meeting with Mr. Sylva, who came to the Colossus today. He was so delicate and slender that I thought he was an underweight girl at first.
I kept yapping away and called him Ms. Sylva many times. It was only until he spoke that I realized he was actually a young man... Fortunately, he didn't mind, or I'd still be looking for a hole to hide in...
Anyway, enough of that... %s just informed me that Mr. Sylva made a special request for his room to have more of a "sense of nature." That sent a puzzled %s running to me for clarification... Problem is, I don't know what that means, either! From what I can guess, maybe I can put some potted plants in his room to create that "sense of nature"... Anyway, I will have to do that as an apology!
—Vice

Here you are, Navigator of the Colossus. I believe we just met. I am Sylva. Hopefully you still remember.
I'm the keeper of the Windward Forest in Northland. The forest is where I was born. Legend has it that Windward Forest is blessed by spring air and thus enjoys a moderate climate all year round, setting it apart from the rest of Northland.
My father was a forest keeper, too, when he was still alive. I've been exploring the woods and practicing my swordsmanship since childhood. Life back then was simple, but also unforgettable to me... Yes, my father passed away and I succeeded him at a very young age. I did feel lost and often thought about abandoning my duties, but fortunately, thanks to her... Who is she? A... very important friend. Perhaps you know her?

As for my father, I admired and revered him. He was practically a hero to me when I was young. In my eyes, he was a skilled swordsman and strong as an ox, capable of any feat. Maybe that's how others saw my father as well, I guess those qualities were why the Queen bestowed upon him such a key task...
I still remember that time, when the Eclipsites were defeated and peace returned to Northland. Father, however, came home injured and succumbed to his wounds soon after. The grief overwhelmed my mother and she fell ill as well. She passed when I was still a child. As much as she was concerned about me, she couldn't do anything but keep telling me to "take care of yourself and practice sword skills for defense..." But other than crying, I couldn't do anything back then, either.
Grievances? When I was young, probably, but now I know with clarity that it was my father's duty and the duty he wished to pass down to me.

After my parents were gone, I wandered the woods all day, crying and daydreaming with their picture in hand. Even though I still remembered my mother's dying words, every time I picked up the wooden sword I'd recall how my father died in pain and agony. I just couldn't face it... so I stopped training. I didn't want to leave the forest after losing my parents, since it was the only family I had left.
Then I met Leah. I didn't want to see anybody at all back then, much less complete strangers, so I evaded her... But Leah was a peculiar one, she didn't try to talk to me, but camped by the door and enveloped the house with her Breath of Spring. I didn't want to admit it then, but it was very warm and comforting... I finally couldn't stand it and made the first move to talk to her. My life totally changed from that day on. Without her, I don't think you would ever see me here.

Yes, Leah helped me leave the forest behind, and it wasn't until then that I found out my parents had asked the villagers to look after me, and that those kind people had been trying to track me down because of the promise. Out of guilt, or maybe something else, I thought I should protect the forest and the villages in my father's place. Thus, from that day on I began training with swords again and became stronger.
As I grew, the villagers took great care of me and I'd do my best to protect them in return. I should be satisfied with how it turned out for me, right? Yet I always felt lonely and empty. I didn't find comfort until Leah showed up.
I'm a little embarrassed about it, but I wanted to be closer to her so I'd go on patrol with her every day. In the meantime, though, I took the short-haired Leah for a dainty-looking boy, until several months later... Okay, I can tell you're trying too hard not to laugh, Navigator.