Yvlena walked into the old training room where the suit of armor that had formerly attacked her rested. Now left alohe suit had gathered dust all over its shinial.

  Yvle bad for the visage of the Harvest Guardian and resolved to it up with one of the rags she had made after she was done sweeping and mopping the training room.

  “Let’s get started,”

  The sweeping came easily, Yvlena took the old broom and with the strength she could muster began moving the broom bad forth. The light st of dust was all arouig her nose and promptio sh the dust she had kicked up from sweeping.

  “Achoo!”“Achoo!”

  The elf sniffled, praying to finish up so she could begin mopping the hall. At least the water would keep any further dust from rising to disturb her senses.

  The game made the dust vanish as soon as she had packed it up into a er at the end of the room. Yvlena jumped, surprised all of a sudden by the game’s a.

  Now came the mopping.

  It was exhausting work mopping the rge training hall. The bucket of water could only hold so mud would darken very easily after a few soaks of the mop. Yvlena would squeeze the mop fibers until her delicate hands pinked from too much force.

  The dirty water piled and piled but Yvlena would not stop until she had fihis room aored some more of the Manor.

  Without this, she knew she couldn’t restore it to its inal glory and Yvlena wanted so badly to reinstate the legacy of the previous Harvest Guardians.

  Her mi back to Beatrice’s family, how would Twy feel knowing the role had fallen to a stranger and not her as expected?

  “I bet she’d be pretty pissed,” Yvlena said with a humorless chuckle.

  With the st of the mopping dohere were only a few things left within the hall to be repaired. The gss from the window remained untouched but the curtains were moth eaten, with rge swaths of fabric missing.

  Yvlena walked up to the fabric, toug it then grabbing hold of two sides to spread it apart and study what could be dohe material felt familiar to her, surely it was the same linen fabric she had been using all this while to make rags.

  “ I use it to make a curtain? I’m pretty sure I could make a dress too but I’d need a needle to sew,” Yvlena said, letting go of the curtain so it was once agaiing against the walls.

  She took the linen rag out of her iory and approached the armor with a bucket of water from the well outside.

  “Let me just give you a wipe like I did the statues,” She said to the suit of armor.

  With the damp rag, she wiped the dust until she could see her face reflected ial before her. The Visage of the Harvest Guardian looked so much better now that she had ed it.

  Iing it now, Yvlena noticed the armor had the same intricate designs as Vaelindor’s armor oatue outside.

  “Could the Visage be a relic of the first Harvest Guardian?”

  [Story of the Harvest Guardian 17%]

  “Look at that! My dedus were correct again,” Yvlena said nodding, she worked until every inch of the armor was , including the sickle it held in its hand.

  “It looks like the Moon Sickle but there’s something more a about this one,” Yvlena said washing the rag until it was free of dust. “Well, I’ve done all I do for now,”

  [Special Subcss Quest***Restoration of the Rose Manor 7% pletion]

  “Not bad,”----------

  “Ah it’s so o be outside again, the Manor was getting stuffy,” Yvlena said as she rexed under her favorite tree overlooking the garden she had started.

  She used her free time to check the final summon slot and examihe summon she had gotten from Bavga.

  If Yvlena’s suspis were correct, Bavga had probably meant to give the summon to Lilian but unfortunately, the previous Harvest Guardian had passed away before she could receive the gift, leaving Yvlena to be the oo carry on.

  “What are the ces that I would be a summooo, maybe it’s based on what css you have?” Yvlena tried figuring out the logistics of the game before deg she was there to py a game not work on its meics.

  [Kuti the doll Summon Stoype: Summon (Rare)Once a doll belonging to Lilian Flores, Kuti deals direct attacks to an enemy’s HP by afflig them with status ailments]

  “Oh that’s super useful, I’ll have to try it during my foray into the Verdant Woods when I fight the Minor Miasmitity,” Yvlena got up and dusted herself off.

  She hree things from the Artisan district.

  To visit Laurent and to see if Madame Pratt sold the crafting recipe for the curtains at the Manor and a needle.

  The walk to the Artisan District was quiet as her boots ccked across the cobblestoreets, it wasn’t long before Yvlena found Madame Pratt’s shop aered without hesitation.

  This time the woman had a er with her. The er seemed to be of noble in, Yvlena could tell from the way the silken robes moved in tandem with the er’s motions as they spoke.

  Yvlena silently walked up to the ter, trying not to interrupt the two NPCs who were dug their business.

  “Thank you,” Madam Pratt said accepting her payment, the er turo Yvlena, finally allowio see it was a woman.

  “You seem familiar,” the er said to Yvlena. The woman narrowed her eyes and sched up her face, trying to remember where she had seen Yvlena around town.

  “I’m frequently around town, I think our paths may have crossed once or twice,” Yvlena said before the NPC could speak further.

  “Ah that’s true, have a nice day,” the NPC said leaving.

  “Ah, Yvlena, what I do for you,” Madam Pratt said from behind the ter. She stood on a small stool folding fabric to pce ba the shelves, Yvlena wondered where she got them from. Did she make all her fabric with a loom too?

  “I was w if you had any crafting recipes for linen curtains?” Yvlena asked.

  “That’s easy enough to find, give me a moment will you?” Madam Pratt said patiently as she tio fold.

  [Affinity with Madame Pratt +1]

  “I see you took my advice to weave something a little easier than silk,” the woman said stepping down from the stool.

  Yvlena nodded.

  “Yes and the linen came out better than the silk, I wonder what else I could weave,”

  “You could spin wool too with that loom, but it’s slightly harder than spinning linen, I would purchase from you as well if you happen to spin wool into yarn for me,” the seamstress said.

  Madam Pratt allowed Yvlena to purchase the curtain recipe from her.

  “What else do you need?”

  “A basieedle,” Yvlena said, recalling she would to patch up the holes in the curtains that were left standing.

  “Wise,”

  [Yvlena Acquired***Linen Curtain Recipe (on) x1Iron Needle x1]

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