I guess I am really lucky to work in a place like this.

Not many people come and go around here, either because it's an isolated area, or because there are more Shugos than Humans.

Whatever the reason, I have plenty of free time to write.

• "What are you working on?"

Nothing a Daeva like you has ever heard of, I'm sure.

But since you asked, I compile legends into a record called "The Nymph in Folklore"

Stories like the love of a woodcutter for a forest spirit, that sort of thing.

• "I have heard of it!"

Well, that's surprising! As far as I knew, only the head librarian at Sanctum and his son have ever shown an interest in my work. I still have so much to learn as a writer.

I practice whenever I have time, but the pens cost so much! I use one a day, and it really adds up. I guess I could get the materials myself, but my post here is too important to leave, even for a short time.

Say, You've read my work--would you like to sponsor me?

• Accept.
• Decline.

It would really mean a lot, and wouldn't be all that hard. All I need are a few Virago Feathers.

The feathers of the Virago Fighter hold up the best. Sometimes I can go two days with one of those.

They're a bit violent, but I have a feeling that a seasoned Daeva like you can handle them easily.

• "Consider it done!"

Get some Virago's Feathers so that Thesaly can concentrate on her writing without worrying about paying for her pens.

Well, hello there. Do you know a five letter word for higher being?

Oh, of course: Daeva. Where was my mind? I didn't even ask you about the Viragos!

Isn't it odd how their feathers are so soft, in opposition to their natures? Were you able to gather any Virago Feathers?

• "It's been an interesting day..."

Oh, I though you were going to get rid of some Virago Fighters.

If you could hurry just a little bit, I'd appreciate it.

I only have this one pen left...and nothing to write with tomorrow.

• "No Problem."

Wow, this is great! Not only prettier, but much stronger than the ones I buy from Shugos.

This will do nicely. Now how do you spell Daeva again? I'll write a poem about you!

Wait. I almost forgot. This is a little something for you.

Thesaly spends her spare time writing, but she goes through so many pens that she wanted to find an alternate supply.

When you returned with feathers for her to use, she thanked you very much.