薇莎露的日记

A harbor city at the southern tip of the continent: the autonomous region of Saint South. The west side street - full of street merchants lined up next to each other. When heading into one of the street alleys, the lively bustling of taverns and inns isn't far.

Should you live in this area, you'll get used to the noise rather quickly. The usual sight of Vizal's office in a corner of a back street - unremarkable, peaceful and tranquil.

One day, a big wooden crate gets delivered to the office. Inside, there is a puppet carved out of wood. The puppet then speaks to Vizal: