A young girl named Chara was smiling as she ate some chocolate, collecting some Golden Flowers as she did so. She aspired to be a gardener when she grew up. “Oh, Greetings, my name is Chara.” Chara smiled sweetly.

“Are you perhaps interested in the Dreemurr Family Garden?” She asked you kindly. “I usually grow Golden Flowers, which are commonly called Goldenstars.” Chara explained.