"Soul of the lost, withdrawn from its vessel. Let strength be granted, so the world might be mended. Soul of the lost, withdrawn from its vessel." A soft voice came from behind, followed by the sound of light footsteps; accompanied by soft taps. A woman approached; dressed in black cloth and carrying a staff. The woman's eyes were notably covered in candle wax. "This is the Nexus. It holds together the northern land of Boletaria. Thou canst not exit the Nexus, but each of the five Archstones will connect thee to another node." She spoke softly as she walked past, guiding the stranger to explore the unfamiliar surroundings.