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Feilian Beringal
Story & Voice
Lore beats, character story moments, and voice lines to learn more about Sigrika.
Character Story
1Her Family
The moment Sigrika closed the door, a round Kronapuff that could've been a ball launched itself into her arms, sending her stumbling back two steps.
"Hey, Crackle! Did you have fun at home?" she laughed, steadying herself. "You look bigger again. Have you been eating too much? Alright, alright, let go of me! Where's Mother? Wait, don't tell me. My nose already knows."
She dashed into the kitchen. The fatigue of the journey melted away the instant she spotted the pot of rich, bubbling Smoked Meat Stew.
"You're back?" her mother glanced over. "Look at you, filthy from head to toe. Off chasing birds with your friends again, were you? In a few days, you will receive the
"No, no! I was helping Aunt Astrid with her herd. That doesn't count as running around."
Her mother reached out and pinched her cheek. Sigrika winced and scrunched up her face. It only made her mother's smile soften.
"Alright, alright. Go wash your hands. We'll eat once your father gets home."
"Okay!"
Sigrika grinned. She washed her hands carefully, then took the plates and utensils from the cupboard and laid them out neatly on the table.
When her father returned, their small home welcomed a dinner that wasn't lavish, but was warm enough to fill the room.
At the table, Sigrika counted the little gifts her father had brought back—flower crowns, hairpins, clear bits of glass, and a few small blocks whose purpose she couldn't quite guess. As she tucked them away, her mother sighed and began to complain about his buying strange trinkets again. Her father scratched his head, fumbled for an explanation, then, catching Sigrika's eye, seized his chance to change the subject.
"So, feeling confident about the coming Trial?"
"Of course," Sigrika answered without hesitation.
She liked this. Being with her family. Even when her parents nagged and rambled, she never felt annoyed. She knew, deep down, that all of it came from love and their high expectations for her.
Her parents wanted her to become an outstanding
Still, as the Trial drew closer, she couldn't help but feel nervous.
"It's alright," her parents said. "Our little Sigrika will pass with flying colors. After that, you'll be heading to
"Mhm!" Sigrika nodded, pushing her anxiety out the front door along with the dust of the road. For now, she would just enjoy dinner. After all, the stew really smelled good.
"Oh, right, Mother," she added suddenly. "Has Crackle put on weight? I could barely pick it up."
"Ask your father."
"Papa?"
"Haha… I might have... fed it a bit more than a little."
2Her Gift
Few people knew that runes were never meant to be flat symbols, but something with great depth—just like what she was witnessing now. This small sun rose and unfurled, spilling its light freely and generously onto everything around it.
Sigrika watched in silence. If she were asked to explain what was happening, she would just say that runes carry meaning. She was only interpreting that meaning and allowing it to manifest in the world.
"Only?" she thought to herself.
People called it her gift. As if she had been born able to read the True Names of runes, born able to draw on the power sealed inside them. And so, of course, she could apply this gift elsewhere, like calculating the paths of the stars, fulfilling everything a
But... that was all it was. A gift.
A gift meant that this was the one place where she could give her all and nowhere else. She could recreate the True Names of runes, but she could not truly understand their essence. Why did runes hold such immense energy? What were those fleeting visions she sometimes glimpsed when touching them? And when she deciphered runes, what were those syllables hinting at, the ones she heard but could never understand?
She didn't know.
Standing here now, waiting to be marked with the "blessing of the
The rune merely unfolded before her eyes. Nothing more. Even if it shone like a sun.
This was what being "gifted" meant. It meant that it ended here and only here. Anything beyond that, she would have to seek out herself. See it for herself. Think it through on her own.
Even now, when she had no answers at all.
Even if this
3Her Limits
Sigrika exhaled softly, a plume of white drifting into the air as she watched the herderless
She had been trailing them all night.
It had taken her hours to pull the Exoswarm out of their extreme agitation. Now, they wandered the frostlands in loose, aimless loops, but Sigrika knew this was not a good sign. Something in their command and navigation units had malfunctioned, leaving them to trace one pointless circle after another. And sooner or later, without warning, they would spiral back into a frenzied rampage. When that happened, the nearest Royan settlement would be the first to suffer.
It was a riddle. And she didn't have much time left to solve it. But that was fine. She was ready.
"These True Names… Illuminate."
The next instant, runes flared to life across the Exoswarm, then detonated. The aimless circling stopped. And in its place came rage. The Exoswarm recalibrated as one, locked onto Sigrika, and charged.
Their thunderous steps shattered the silence of the frostlands. The ground trembled beneath them. Sigrika tightened her grip on her dagger and began tracing runes in the air.
Calm. Focus. These were the absolute requirements when drawing and deciphering runes. Stroke by stroke, the runes formed before her. And all the while, the Exoswarm bore down, their fury heating the very air, melting the snow beneath their pounding steps.
Three... They carved deep, stretching grooves across the ice. Runes flickered on their bodies, but did nothing to slow them down. Driven by the single command to charge, they only accelerated, faster and faster—
Two... Sigrika tapped the final point with her blade. She vanished. At almost the same instant, every rune on the Exoswarm ignited, and Sigrika slipped between them, shuttling through their ranks on the paths her runes had carved.
One! The rune trap activated. Chain explosions erupted. Wind blades tore through the Exoswarm, cutting off their advance. And at the center of it all, Sigrika's dagger found its mark—the key to the riddle. When the shockwaves finally faded, she landed lightly, pulled forward by a
"That was… close."
If not for Soliskin steadying her, she would have collapsed right there. Her hands were still trembling. Her heart hammered against her ribs. She knew why. The most important rune had never lit up. It hadn't responded to her deciphering. It hadn't worked at all. If the pre-set traps hadn't triggered exactly as calculated… If the wind blades had been even the slightest bit weaker…
In that moment, she understood her limits. And she understood that the gift she relied on was far from omnipotent. There would be times when runes could not be deciphered. Her gift, too, had boundaries.
And this—only this—was what she had to rely on. She had to read the runes correctly. Because if she made even a single mistake, everything would turn out differently.
No one said those words to her. So now, she said them to herself.
4Her Shadow
Students streamed past her, some eagerly debating club activities, some rushing to class, others grumbling about the weight of their coursework. They flowed past her into the Academy in an endless current, a stream that didn't seem to run dry.
And there she stood among them. A stake driven in place, struggling just to hold her ground.
This was the new life waiting for her.
Sigrika jolted awake. It took her a moment to realize she wasn't home anymore. She was a freshman at
What awaited her wasn't just runes. New courses. New knowledge. New people. A buffet of novelty lay spread before her. But the light of it all cast shadows. Heavy ones.
She still hadn't found her footing here. Just yesterday, working as a teaching assistant for the first time, she had been asked to explain Royan customs to her classmates. Halfway through, a strange confusion and pressure had washed over her, something she had never felt before. Two days ago, she hadn't even known how to make TARD-E stop its incessant singing. And before that…
She had stood at the Academy gate, watching people pass by, unable to decide which way to go.
All of it was new. Vast. Overwhelming. Unlike runes, these things weren't built from points and lines. They offered her no familiar handholds.
Sigrika threw off the covers and sprang out of bed. She washed up quickly, then gathered her things: the notes she had organized yesterday, her Bionics assignment, the preview materials for Ecology and Communications, and...
Moments later, arms full of books, she hurried out the door and merged into the stream.
She would bite into these shadows. She would find their shape, their structure. And she would wrest the knowledge from inside.
5Her Words
Ah... It was still hard. Hard to say everything out loud, to admit how tired she was, how unhappy. Even facing her own family, she found it difficult.
Or maybe... it was because they were her family that made it so hard.
After all, she didn't want them to worry.
"It's okay," she comforted herself. "If I can't even face my own family, how can I ever face myself?"
At last, she made up her mind and reached to turn the handle—but the door swung open on its own.
Her mother stood there, looking at her with helpless fondness. "Why didn't you come in?"
"Mother..."
"What's wrong?" her mother asked gently. "You've been out there for so long. Did something happen that you're afraid to tell me?" She smiled softly. "It's alright, we can take our time."
Sigrika stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her.
Something inside her crumbled all at once. Maybe it was the wall she had built, brick by brick, stone by stone, between herself and her family. Built from her pride. Her exhaustion. Her love. She had wanted so badly to be someone they could be proud of, so she never spoke of how tired she was. Never let it show. But now… she felt that she finally could.
"I've met some friends," she began. "Really good friends."
And there was so much more she wanted to tell them.
Voice Lines
Thoughts: I
Hey, are you free next weekend? Want to come with me to <te href=700021>Bjartr Woods</te>? I know a secret spot there with lots of Dusk Honeypots!
Thoughts: II
These <te href=700026>Soliskin</te> are my friends. I know one day they'll eventually return to the Solistrees, turning into tiny sparks. It's sad when friends leave, of course. But they told me that this is their choice.
Thoughts: III
I've been studying these runes since I was very little. To me, they're never flat in my palm. They have depth. A piece of history, or a coordinate... like the grooves etched into Ashen Ironwood to mark the past. When I decipher them, I see projections of civilizations not yet known. What I see feels so vast that it makes me wonder. When I'm deciphering them... are they, in their own way, deciphering me?
Thoughts: IV
After what happened, I called Mother and told her everything. About the riddles we solved together, how I'd been scared I wasn't good enough, and the times I almost gave up. And how every time, you were there to comfort me, telling me it was okay, even if I failed. Maybe that's how I managed to overcome the version of me in the Dark Side. Mother... She went quiet for a long time. When I asked if she was alright, she finally said, "You've been carrying so much all this time." I... I never thought she'd say that. But then I closed my eyes and thought: That feels really, really good.
Thoughts: V
Now, I want to learn more interesting things and see places I've never been. I won't run away from what everyone hopes for me, but I also want to listen to my own heart a little more. To try things that only I can experience. You've told me about so many amazing places, like <te href=850091>Jinzhou</te>, <te href=850097>Ragunna</te>, Septimont... If I ever get the chance, I'd really love to visit them! And when that day comes, would you come with me?
Sigrika's Hobby
Back home, a hug means something special. When someone leaves, we send them off with a hug full of blessings. And when they return, we welcome them with a hug full of joy. The frostlands are so cold that it feels like the air itself might freeze. In a world like that, what you need most is the kind of warmth that's light as feathers. So... would you like a hug, Senior?
Sigrika's Trouble
If possible, I really wish we could all stay friends for a long, long time. But... I know time has a will of its own.
Favorite Food
Every time I leave home for school, Mother packs a huge jar of Fruit Crackle for me. She makes it all herself, and it's always so sweet. She wraps the jar carefully in ice so it stays crisp until I open it. That's why the jar always feels so heavy when I carry it… It's heavy with a warmth too big to hold.
Disliked Food
Have you ever tried Grilled Fern Spore? Don't, seriously don't! It's so bitter just thinking about it makes me grind my teeth... If I ever had to eat something that awful, I'd rather eat at the cafeteria! Not that we actually call the cafeteria food "food," right? ...Wait, you're saying the cafeteria's serving Grilled Fern Spore Jelly tomorrow? Oh no, no, no, no! Grilled Fern Spore is already a nightmare, and jelly made from it? I...
Ideals
I still want to live up to everyone's expectations! But now, I won't push myself too hard, and I won't stop just because I'm afraid of failing. Because now I know... this is the path I chose. And I want to give it everything I have!
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Chat: I
This hair accessory? It was a gift from Father. He's always trekking across the frostlands, bringing home all sorts of strange trinkets. He used to tell me that our lives shouldn't end within <te href=700021>Bjartr Woods</te>. Well, someday, when I get the chance, I want to travel around too. Then maybe... I can bring back some interesting stories of my own, bright enough to make the little ones in the tribe smile.
Chat: II
When I was little, Mother would take me out to the frostlands to herd the <te href=700022>Exoswarm</te>. At night, I'd lie on their backs and look up at the stars, one by one. Mother said stars are the endpoint of a riddle. She would connect them, one to another. And just like that… everything looked different! The stars were no longer scattered pieces of gold. Each one held its own meaning. That was my first understanding of "riddles." What is a riddle? What is the solving? What is the answer? The riddle is the <ano=Rune>starry sky</ano> itself. The solving is finding the hidden connections within it. And the <ano=True Name>answer</ano>… is in the very moment you see those connections come together.
About Denia
Nia always says, "If you can't finish it, just drop it. Toss away whatever's hard or sad. Running away makes everything so much easier." But whenever I'm up late studying, she's always right there beside me. Sometimes I think… maybe she's actually the one who least wants to run away. She never talks about herself, so I can't quite see what's going on in her heart. Still... I hope we can stay friends for a very, very long time.
About Lynae
Lynae always comes and goes like the wind. Wherever she passes, she leaves behind these dazzling colors. Those colors are her riddles, and the smile on her face? That's always the answer.
About Aemeath
I really, really love Fleet Snowfluff's songs! But the last time she held a fan meeting, I was out on a frostlands field study... I-I hope I'll get another chance to attend! I would love to see her!
About Luuk Herssen
After the New Solar Celebration incident, some students said we should make a banner for Dr. Luuk. It seems that whenever someone's feeling down, he's always there, checking on them, talking with them for as long as they need. They suggested things like "<te href=851069>Startorch</te>'s Best Counselor" or "Best Doctor and Best Advisor." But if you ask me… I think I'd just write, "The One Who Always Has Candy."
About Lucilla
President Lucilla's classes are so much fun. When she taught the history of Royan clothing, she even turned it into an impromptu styling workshop! But getting into her classes is almost impossible. Every time the course listings go up, I have to glue myself to the screen and click as fast as I can, or they'll be gone in seconds! And on the professor review forum, her page is just full of students complaining, "How can someone who teaches everything have classes that fill up in seconds?!"
Birthday Wishes
Today's your birthday, right? Happy birthday, my dearest Senior! This whole box of gifts is for you! Look! A jar of Fruit Crackle, a scarf woven with rune blessings, and a fluffy Soliskin plushie… and this Sunstone I made. No matter where you are, it'll always point you toward the sun. I hope sunlight always follows you, and that every wish you make comes true!
Idle: I
Smile for the camera... Three, two, one...
Idle: II
(Effort Sound)
Idle: III
Hello. Mother—Mm, I'm doing well. Made a few new friends...<br/>How are you doing? ...Yes, I know. Just promise me you're looking after yourself.<br/>I really want to eat the Fruit Crackle you make... <br/>My grades? Oh, not bad! Come on, don't worry about me! Yes, yes, I will. I promise...
Self-Introduction
Hi, I'm Sigrika! Want to understand the meaning of runes? Need a hand with something? Then I'm the one to ask!
Greeting
I'll keep all of this in my heart forever.
Join Team: I
Precious like gold...
Join Team: II
I will find a solution.
Join Team: III
The runes will be our guide.
Ascension: I
Now, time to mark the next starting point...
Ascension: II
When the True Name is unveiled, the rune illuminates.
Ascension: III
I can see more now... So <i>that's</i> what was troubling me all along.
Ascension: IV
From something flat to something with great depth, the meaning of the runes unfolds before my eyes. It feels infinite...
Ascension: V
Am I... crying? I-I never imagined I would touch the True Names themselves. They're beautiful, dazzling... To come this far and see so much... Thank you, Senior.
Basic Attack
Leg cannon!
Heavy Attack: I
Hyah!
Heavy Attack: II
This is it!
Heavy Attack: III
Found you!
Heavy Attack: IV
Be my aid!
Heavy Attack: V
Chuluu!
Heavy Attack: VI
Slide.
Aerial Attack: I
Guluuluu—
Aerial Attack: II
Gently...
Aerial Attack: III
Hey!
Aerial Attack: IV
...Down you go!
Resonance Skill: I
The wind's True Name.
Resonance Skill: II
Feel the breath.
Resonance Skill: III
Uh-oh, careful—
Resonance Skill: IV
One, two, three...
Resonance Skill: V
Know what "explosion" means?
Resonance Skill: VI
Boom!
Resonance Skill: VII
Detonate!
Resonance Skill: VIII
You're gonna remember this!
Resonance Skill: IX
Cool your head!
Resonance Liberation: I
True Name, illuminate!
Resonance Liberation: II
Straight to the stars.
Resonance Liberation: III
(Effort Sounds)
Intro Skill
Let me.
Hit: I
Ouch! That hurts!
Hit: II
I flew!
Hit: III
I should be more careful.
Injured: I
Just a tiny slip.
Injured: II
Can I keep going like this?
Injured: III
This doesn't define me.
Fallen: I
Couldn't live up to... those expectations...
Fallen: II
Even stars fall sometimes...
Fallen: III
Was it... my fault?
Echo Summon
Greet my friends.
Echo Transform
<te href=700026>Soliskin</te> Sigrika!
Enemies Near
Leave this riddle to me.
Glider
Just like a bird...
Sensor
The answer is nearby.
Dash
Faster than a rabbit.
Supply Chest: I
Shining like a star!
Supply Chest: II
A reward for solving a riddle.
Supply Chest: III
I'll keep it safe.