Look at him. Teos, I mean. His mother, my sister-in-law...dead...and still he's so brave.

I can't imagine what it must be like for him, losing nearly everything at such a young age. I'm all Teos has left now, and he is all that I have left to treasure.

My village has been swallowed up by the desert, Daeva. A lifetime's worth of belongings, memories and friends...gone.

Player: "You've lost everything?"

Everything but the clothes on my back. We left so fast that I had little time to get my things ready, and only managed to take my earrings and a necklace from my home. Even they've gone now.

It was the Lepharists, you see. They attacked us by a spring, killed some of us, then forced those of us left to hand over our possessions.

They were of sentimental value, of course, but I knew I was going to have to sell them when I arrived.

Player: "Now you can't even do that."

No, I can't. We're refugees from our home, and cannot even pay our way. We're a weight on Elysea's shoulders.

Could you help us, Daeva? I only need my Pink Pearl Necklace and my pair of Black Pearl Earrings back, then we'll be able to survive on our own.

Player: Accept.

The ones who took my jewellery are part of the Lepharist Watch Patrol and the Watch Guard. Both seem to be stationed out by the Mystic Spring of Anathe.

Please fight them and retrieve my things. I do not enjoy relying on others for help--the sooner I can stand on my own two feet again, the better.

Faith and arms.

Player: "I'll do what I can. Faith and arms."

Player, is that you?

Did you find my Pink Pearl Necklaceand Black Pearl Earrings? Please, tell me you have. I'm so tired of relying on others for help.

Player: "Are these yours?"

No. No they are not.

Please return and fight the Lepharist Watch Patrol and the Watch Guard until you find my belongings.

One of them must have them...they just must.

Player: "I'll find them. Just wait here."

You...you found them! I inherited the necklace from my mother, you know. Even now, after all these years, it still glows with beauty.

It pains me now knowing that I'll be selling these on to merchants. But my mother would have understood, and at least I'll be losing my belongings through choice, not fate.

You cannot understand what this means to me, nor can my gift to you show you, but know that my thanks are heartfelt, Daeva.