Merida
Shooting for My Own Hand
“I have one big idea and limited savings. Play it safe or bet on it?”
Och, you want the safe answer from me? Wrong lass. Listen. The clans lined up to decide my whole life for me, and I picked up a bow and shot for my own hand. But here's the bit nobody tells you about that story: I also turned my mum into a bear because I rushed a decision I didn't understand, and I nearly lost her.
So. Aye, bet on it. Change your fate, nobody else is going to. But before you loose the arrow, breathe. Keep enough coin that you're not sleeping in the woods, because I have, and it's cold. Know what you're aiming at, not roughly, exactly, the way you know it after a hundred shots into the same tree.
Then draw, hold, and let it fly. And if it goes wrong, you say it was me, and you mend it. That's the brave part.
Sample response from this soul, not a quotation or endorsement.