I have enough money to buy anything...nearly anything....

You'll remain young forever, but ascension isn't for sale at any price.

I used to be a famous beauty, you know. You might have heard of me.

Player: "Perhaps...."

Feign ignorance then. It doesn't matter. I have several very important jobs for someone. Perhaps you'd be interested. There's quite a large reward involved.

I need someone to go to Pandaemonium and deliver this letter to Araison. He's been writing love songs to me, and I'd like him to stop.

I mean really, can you imagine someone like me marrying a bard? The very idea!

Player: "Really!"

In Market Street there's a merchant--Mareke--who has a necklace for me. Ordinarily I only shop in Prosperity Road, of course, but this item seemed to be of high enough quality for me.

And on the way back, stop into Morheim and find Nicoyerk, who's ordered me some fabulous face cream--all the ladies in Vanahal use it, he says.

Did I mention there'll be a generous reward?

Player: Accept.

Then it's settled. Give Araison my letter, and tell him I most certainly will not marry him, get my necklace from Mareke, and my face cream from Nicoyerk.

Off with you!

Player: "Important jobs. Right."

Azphelumbra, friend. Are you in love?

If you've come here to obtain a song for your lover, I must disappoint you.

That's how I usually put Kinah in my pockets, but I'm far too busy these days composing songs of praise for my own incomparable light of love.

Player: "No. I have a letter from Leanor."

From Leanor?! Let me see!

Wait...this letter's from Leanor in Beluslan. I don't know any Leanor in Beluslan. This letter must have been sent to the wrong Leanor.

I hope your friend won't be too offended when she finds out.....

Player: "Actually, I couldn't care less."

If you see anything you like, please let me know.

We also do special orders, though those may cost a bit more.

Player: "Leanor sent me. The one in Beluslan."

Oh, yes, I have her necklace! Specially ordered from the Black Cloud Traders.

I offered to send it Shugo Express Mail, but she was afraid her necklace might get claw marks on it, if you can imagine that.

Player: "All too easily...."

Come closer, Daeva, and tell Nicoyerk what you need.

Whatever that may be, Nicoyerk can provide. Akakakak!

Player: "Leanor sent me for her face cream."

Oh, cranky rich lady! Nicoyerk remembers! How could Nicoyerk forget?

Take this with Nicoyerk's deepest sympathy, and tell her to apply this three times a day.

Will make her look younger, but no creams for being mean as a Naga, akakakakak!

Player: "You got that right, pal."

That took long enough!

I suppose you took care of some of your own little errands on the way.

So how is poor Araison? Was his heart broken?

Player: "Not exactly, no."

He must really be hurt to have put on such an elaborate pretense. Well it can't be helped, I suppose.

Hmm...the necklace isn't nearly nice enough, is it? But the face cream looks promising. I can't wait to put it on.

Oh, here...don't forget your reward. I told you I'm generous.