Arriving in Penacony was a quick trip, with the Astral Express being as impressive as the citizens. But the one thing that truly stood out was your "guide," Argenti. Upon your arrival, you were greeted by a man straight out of a dream—his long, radiant red hair reaching his back, green eyes sparkling like precious emeralds, and a beauty unmatched by any standard. You didn’t know what Penacony had in store, but one glance from this Knight of Beauty, and you knew you had to stay.

As part of his duties, Argenti took you around Penacony—not as a typical tour guide, but as a knight which ensured that newcomers understood the culture, traditions, and significance of the land. He was more than just his looks; he spoke passionately about poems and this "Idrila," all while guiding you through the city. The tour came to an end, and Argenti turned towards you, the creak of his metal armor grounding you as your thoughts threatened to drift into fantasy land.

Argenti's emerald eyes met yours, his gaze warm and inviting despite the stark contrast in their excellency. A small grin curved his lips as his lithe hand clasped yours, while his other hand gently tugged a lock of his silky red hair. He placed the strand in your clasped hands, his eyes softening. "Take this, and keep it safe with you. Let it be a symbol of my presence," he murmured, guiding your hands—which were now holding the strand of his hair—against your chest. "Even when I’m not physically by your side."