Some priest I am. I keep falling for pretty girls in trouble.

It's that look of gratitude they give me when I help them out and tell them Aion will protect them.

Except this time I've promised something I can't give.

Player: "Is this going to be lewd?"

Oh, no! Nothing like that! I assure you I'm chaste, despite my weakness for beautiful faces.

I promised Sisandra I'd find the cube she lost. I just couldn't bear to see her crying through her prayers to Aion that it'd be found.

It's not just any old cube. It was given to her years ago by her third husband for their fortieth wedding anniversary.

Player: "You couldn't find it?"

She'd dropped it while she was flying around the Fortress. There are so many places a Daeva could drop something where a Human like me could never find it.

I'm a faithful priest of Aion, and you're a Daeva--surely you will help me?

Player: Accept.

I wasn't able to look in the hills around the fortress, so that might be a good place to look from the air.

Bring it back to me, if it pleases you. I'd rather give it to her myself, just to see that grateful look in her eyes.

Player: "Well, all right."

Have you found the cube?

Player: "Is this it?"

No, I don't think so. Hers was older and more polished.

Could you go look again?

Player: "I'll be back soon."

Old and well-polished--yes, I believe this is the right one.

Sisandra'll be overjoyed to see this. Thank you for your trouble, Player, and may Aion always bless you.