I envy you, Daeva. You can leave any time you want. I can't leave without orders from my superiors.

If I became a Guardian, I'd have a comfortable job in Sanctum with a soft bed...oh and baths, lovely hot baths. Look where I am! Staring at dusty, dry roads and waiting for the next assault.

• "It could be worse. Trust me."

Daeva, you don't know how bad the situation is here! What do you know anyway? You're just passing through.

I'm not complaining about protecting the residents from Lepharist Revolutionaries; that's the duty of a Guardian. But they also expect me to find food for them.

Lepharists, desertification, and even food problems.... It's just all too much!

• "I'll help you out."

Are you serious? Promise me that you won't change your mind?

Well, we could use a ton of Tipolid meat. That ought to last for several days.

• Accept.
• "Nah, I'd rather pick flowers."

Hunt for Tipolid Hip Meat near the brook in front of the village.

There are many Mottled Tipolids there. We only use the hip meat. The rest of those beasts are inedible.

• "Tipolid hips--you want potatoes with that?"

You were told that Agairon Village doesn't have enough food. Gather Tipolid Hip Meat and take it to Beramones.

Took you long enough. We're starving! You did bring only the hip meat, right?

• "Even the hip meat looks chewy to me."

What is this? You promised to bring five pieces of Tipolid Hip Meat!

If you were gonna do it half-heartedly, you shouldn't have agreed to help me.

Right now we don't even have enough food for tomorrow morning! Go get more.

• "Right away!"

It's still warm! Fresh meat is always best. Good job.

We won't need to worry about food for at least two days. Here, take this token of my thanks. Maybe I can finally get some sleep.

Beramones complained that not only does she have to protect the locals from Lepharist Revolutionaries, but she must also feed them.

You caught Mottled Tipolids and brought their hip meat to Beramones to help her.