May Azphel's wings shade you.

It's been two months since my pilgrimage to the Great Temple. Long enough for most people to see everything, but not for me. Ever since I arrived here, I've wanted to stay.

I don't see any way I can go back to my hometown. I feel like part of the city, another of its landmarks.

I've enough Kinah for now, but what'll I do when it runs out? No one becomes a pilgrim for the glamorous lifestyle, you know.

"I'm sure you'll think of something."