Hm... For a long time now. Ever since I was young. I held a lyre before I held a blade, but they said once I got my hands on the second I never let go.

[She misses her dagger, really. And her gun. They were parts of her as much as anything else is, though she's gotten used to not having them now.]

It's just tradition where I'm from though. You sing, you play, you kill, you live.