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Jugner Forest / Ragnarok
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A woodworker acquaintance of mine gave me an engraved flute. I'd love to be able to play like a bard, but I can't even get it to make a single sound. What a pity...
(Zenngg)
Princess Leremiue of old held her wedding ceremony upon a beautiful lake. It is said the people of Tavnazia adored her for her endearing tomboy ways.
(Rirukuku)
I adore the tomboy princess. Speaking of which, it's been said that she married a commoner! Maybe one day I'll have a chance...
(Nolvillant)
The most important thing for a reporter is to have a discerning eye. For example, perhaps the stone in this "Stone Soup" is actually a precious, valuable... nah.
(Jahoy-Magoohoy)
They say Prince Trion's bride will be chosen from a pool of adventurers... Perhaps I'll make the leap from editor to adventurer and begin my crown princess training!
(Finleen)
The world map that hangs on the wall of the staff room was something my father bought for me many years ago. Many a day I gazed at it, dreaming of lands I had yet to see.
A kingdom of proud knights; a land of small but powerful mages... Perhaps the reason I became a reporter was to see this world and its many wonders with my own eyes.
(Ainworth)

I accidentally ingested some poison that I had dug up during Ballista. Luckily, I also had some antidotes with me. Still, feeling your life slowly seeping away... very frightening indeed.
(Across / Phoenix)
As was the case when I previously covered the topic, I found myself overwhelmed by the vigor and passion of guild crafters. As for myself, I think I'd throw my back out rather quickly...
(Mizakura / Quetzalcoatl)
Tavnazia, the land of mystery... Speaking of mysteries, I've yet to meet our editor-in-chief Ainworth, but I'm sure he is as dashing as he is enigmatic!
(Myhal / Gilgamesh)
The weather is starting to heat up. Perhaps I'll order a hat with some UV protection. Although I'm pretty sure that hat maker will make me collect the materials myself...
(Palulu / Siren)
I have recently changed jobs to ranger and am now honing my bow skills. Just as every arrow I fire flies away into oblivion, so too can be said of my gil... I can't help but cry.
(Zeppeli / Shiva)
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