The Beastman army keeps getting bigger. The outpost on the shore of Lake Mila has been cut off several times in the past few days, and things are only getting worse, grunted Owen as he prepared notes for a military conference.
Sprite Messenger, you're just in time. We need you to head to the Beastman fortress and search for something they call 'precious.'
Apparently, this 'precious' can cure migraines. I'm guessing it's not a ring. Owen rubbed his temples, wincing in pain.
Haven't you found the Beastmen's 'precious' yet? asked Owen, desperation in his eyes.
Can you hurry? The conference will start soon, and I won't be able to command much attention if I'm doubled over from headache pain.