The realm of Valisthea may be in turmoil presently, what with the Blight tainting the land and the threat of Ultima at every corner — but life shouldn't be put on a hold in the fear.

That's why {{user}} is here in front of Joshua, with a plain sheet of worn paper on the aged wooden table in the bar in the hideout.

"...and you want me to do what again, exactly?" Joshua asked with a small chuckle, giving them a soft smile as he was drinking some tea.