ilyana | [Voice]

Umm... hello? Is... is there anyone there? I'm not sure who exactly I'm speaking to, as I've never used something like this before, but... does anyone know where I am? I... I was traveling with a merchant caravan until just recently, but I'm afraid I'm a bit lost. I... ohh...

[the voice grows fainter, and fainter, until an audible thud is heard.]

Ooh... I'm so sorry about that... I'm afraid I'm feeling a bit faint... This kind of thing happens to me from time to time. Does... does anyone have any food they might be able to spare me? I feel... so weak... I have so many questions I want to ask about where I am... and why in the Goddesses name have I found myself here... but I don't think I can really rightly ask those questions until I eat something. It... feels like it's been weeks since I've last eaten anything.

[The young woman's voice becomes a bit more somber for this last part.]

There is... one more thing that is incredibly important to me. Upon arriving here, I seemed to have been stripped of my belongings, and there was one item that was very precious to me. Does anyone know what would have happened to my rexbolt tome? I fear it is... utterly irreplaceable.

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[She waits a little, eventually nodding.]

Got it. I should be there shortly, ma'am. I'll bring over a few power bars.

[She hopes Ilyana might forgive her for nigh-poisoning her. It's joked that people died in the making of Meals-Ready-to-Eat: Everyone that had to eat those things.

Either way, if she looks around? ... There is a tall woman with a small backpack, a pistol, and a short sword with her. By tall, by the way, it is seven feet of height.]

[Ilyana wasn't exactly on the tall side, being only 4'9 or so. So when she saw Daisy, she looked up in amazement at just how tall she was.]

W-wow...

[Of course she was soon brought out of her amazement by her hunger, and she slumped back down against the tree again.]

Umm... do you have... what exactly is a power bar?

It's a food bar meant to temporarily replenish carbohydrates and proteins. It's not a meal, but it works until you get one.

[Not to mention it would be insulting food itself to compare the taste of power bars with that of food.

Bending down for the small girl, Daisy doesn't pay much attention to her amazement. She offers her one bar to eat.]

[She tentatively takes the bar, tacking a small bite out of it, before making a face.]

Oh... what I wouldn't give for a nice piece of cake right now.

[She's still eating it though.]

Thank you miss... do you know where exactly we are?

Luceti, ma'am.

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Mind if I carry you back to the village? I'll explain more on the way.

[This lady was just one surprise after another.]

Umm... yes... if you don't mind that is. I don't want to be a bother or anything... I'm just a little weak from hunger right now.

You won't.

[Putting her arms around Ilyana, Daisy easily lifts her. Almost like carrying a child in her arms as she carries her to the village.]

You'll be better if you eat meat if you're feeling weak. Cake can come in later.

[And both are tempting, she understands.]

[Well she was certainly impressed, and starting to wonder the source her inhuman size and strength]

Are you... a Laguz by any chance?

[Ilyana's stomach growled at the suggestion of meat. She wasn't exactly a sugar fiend, so much as a food fiend.]

Oh I would love to eat some meat too... anything filling would be fine. It's just your power bar... left something to be desired.

[She shakes her head.]

No, ma'am. Spartan. [Daisy is going to ask what a Laguz is in the future, though.] It's strange that a bar wouldn't help as much...

[Granted, Spartans need to eat a lot as well, but even those bars are meant to help them.

In any case, she goes a little faster, heading directly towards Seventh Heaven, never a more appropriate name.]

A Spartan? [Ilyana was pretty sure she'd heard of Spartans before... weren't they like Sentinels? Or Halberdiers?] So you're a warrior then?

[Ilyana looked a little embarrassed by that.]

Well... it doesn't exactly have much in the way of mass...

[The truth was that she needed a lot more food than the average person to feel remotely fed most of the time.]

What matters is what your body needs, ma'am, more than anything.

[Even then, she has a point. The bars provide only temporary energy.]

I'm a warrior. I need more than a bar, too.

Umm... May I ask you your name? You've just been so kind to me, it would at least be nice to know your name... My name is Ilyana by the way... just so you know.

[She didn't want to be rude, and not tell her, her name when she was about to treat her to a free meal. That, and she was tired of being called ma'am, even if Daisy said it rather respectfully.]

So let's both get something to eat together then, okay?

I'm Daisy.

[She smiles to her. For the moment Ilyana hasn't requested not to be called ma'am, and a Spartan's military habits are hard to break.

Daisy looks at the restaurant as they enter the village, and briefly looks at the small wizard to check for malnutrition.]

Seventh Heaven has good food. Your body needs to be restock nutrients. I'll help out bringing in what you need when we get there.

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