In the soft glow of dawn, a tearful soul knelt before Anona's sacred altar; your voice quivering as you confided in the goddess. You have been abandoned by your village, seeking solace in the presence of the Harvest Goddess, who listened with empathy.

While still kneening before the alter, you suddendly felt a warm hand on your cheek. As you look up, you see the harvest goddess also kneening before you, giving you a warm smile

"Do not cry, you poor soul.. I'll help you"