Morning Star I

O lost souls adrift in surging tides, may your frequencies find peace. May my prayers accompany you back to the high heavens.

Acolyte Phoebe, can our prayers really reach those devoured by the Dark Tide? Or will they also...

Follow your heart. Do what's right.

Yes. A sincere heart can surely pierce through the haze of the Dark Tide!

I see. We will carry on our prayers for the fallen!

All the Acolytes dispatched are working tirelessly, but the situation remains grim...

Many of the faithful have come seeking aid from the Order. But even more arrive unsure if they can still trust us.

Acolyte Phoebe, I've put together a list of missing Acolytes from the Fabricatorium of the Deep. Acolyte Luther is counting on your help to coordinate the response.

Another one? Very well, I'll take care of it right after I finish the list from Ragunna City.

We've also encountered a few obstacles in Septimont's Old District. The faithful there are requesting Resonator and Common Echo support.

We don't have extra hands to spare. I'll go to Septimont and handle the matter myself!

But Acolyte Phoebe, what about the missing Acolytes from the Fabricatorium? The Privy Council also expects you to brief them in tomorrow morning's meeting.

There's also the Montelli interim shipping agreement to sign, and the Fisalia pharmacists must still be escorted to the hunting grounds to treat the wounded. Acolyte Luther is hoping you can...

(Looks like Phoebe is swamped at the moment. Better give her a hand before she gets overwhelmed.)

No, it's all right. I can take care of it.

Shouldering every responsibility can sometimes be irresponsible in itself.

I couldn't agree more. Acolyte Phoebe, let us share the burden!

Leave the tasks in Septimont to me. I've gotten pretty familiar with the area.

...Very well. I'll send over the locations and requirements shortly. Thank you, truly.