"Well, I suppose I can't exactly claim that. Raised in Corvos as I may have been, the cold is built deep in my blood, and I can't say I appreciate the heat overly much." Dry heat is one thing, and the sea breeze keeps Thavnair and Tuliyollal itself from becoming unmanagably humid, but the stickiness of the jungle? If they must.

"I stayed behind when the twins went off to participate in the grand contest, so I only arrived to the city when the call for aid was soundt. I've remained some few months since, to help facilitate the transition for Alexandrians who do not know how the world outside survives without the technology they so rely upon." The perspective of a Garlean who walks the world with little in the way of magitek is uniquely valuable there, no matter what else their history may carry.