Oh, Daeva...could I speak to you for a moment? Just a moment--I won't take up too much of your time.

You must know Sanctum well. Perhaps you came across someone I know...or, used to know. Someone by the name of Thersites?

He is a Daeva like you. A fine, handsome Daeva, with wings soft and strong at the same time....

Player: "Friends, were you?"

Oh, excuse me. I'm embarrassing myself going on in this way. Yes, we were friends, of a sort.

Then one day, he just...stopped. Stopped looking at me the way he used to, stopped visiting...stopped everything.

I hoped that my passions would be quelled in time, but it rages on, Daeva--so much that I am afraid of what I will do without him.

Player: "What can I do?"

You could find Thersites for me. I am embarrassed to ask, but pride means nothing in the shadow of my solitude.

I know he is in Sanctum. I never stop thinking of him.

Will you speak to him? Will you remind him of the woman whom he once loved so dearly, and ask him to come and see me?

Player: Accept.

I thank you, Daeva. I was beginning to lose all connection with life.

Here, take this necklace. Thersites will know from whom you have taken it.

Surely the necklace will convince him to return to me. Even if only for a final encounter...

Player: "I will speak to him."

What do you think of Sanctum? So peaceful, so beautiful....

Yet, it can drag on a bit...get a bit boring. Hard to keep the mind occupied when there's nothing to fight.

Ah...these are strange troubles to have, I know. You wouldn't understand. Tell me, what brings you here?

Player: "I've brought this...."

This...this is Eninte's...where did you find this? I gave her this gift with my own hands...it seems like an eternity ago. So much has come to pass since then.

You say she gave it to you herself?! Impossible! Why would you say such a thing?!

Eninte is dead! You're a despicable fraud and I won't hear any more of your lies! Get away from me! Get away, and don't open your mouth again.