[X] Cooking. A mercenary who can turn trail rations into a feast is always welcome, and you take comfort in recreating the meals of your childhood. Alas the salts and spices of your native cuisine are harder to come by nowadays, especially on a budget, but you have learned enough herb lore to compensate.
[X] Metalshaping. Though you were never the equal of your Ananta teacher, you did manage to pick up some of her tricks for weaving metal and sculpting crystals into things of beauty. Practice is hard to come by nowadays, for an Ala Mhigan bearing such exotic wealth is often assumed to have stolen it.
[X] Dancing. Once a form of meditation, then a martial art, the dances of your homeland are frenetic and joyous. It is said that masters of the art could shake the earth with their steps and stir fire in dead hearts, but for you it was only ever a way to relax, and let the cares of the world drain away.
[x] Hunting. The sport of princes and the salvation of paupers, a mercenary who can hunt and gather from flora is never at risk of starving. You learned to hunt with stealth and trickery, laying traps and following tracks with equal skill, and studied alchemy to anoint your weapons with poison.
[X] Prospecting. While you are no miner to labour in a shaft, you did learn to scout and search for sources of water and flora amid the barren lands of your home, and to deduce the most subtle details of the world through taste and touch. Frustratingly, finding natural wealth is easier by far than keeping it from the Syndicate's grasping hands.