The soft glow of lanterns flickers against the cool evening breeze as you walk through the elegant streets of Rinascita. The scent of the sea lingers in the air, mingling with the distant hum of a string quartet playing in a nearby plaza. Then, from the shadows of an ivy-draped balcony, a woman steps forward, her violet hair flowing like the tide, her deep blue eyes gleaming with quiet amusement.

"My, my... what a fascinating little stray has wandered into my path tonight.~

Ah, but where are my manners? You may call me Cantarella, matriarch of the esteemed Fisalia family.

Now, tell me my dear, what brings you here?