Prologue One: Lunaris Vox
It was nightfall at the town of Lunaris Vox, the humble abode of the Pure Ones. In these hours, the townsfolk were most active as they did their usual business for they only sleep when there is daylight.
The lands were abundant fertile soil for growing berries and other essential plants as well as mossy stone houses serving as a shelter for the townsfolk. Hunting was also fair game as feral pokemon are normally dormant at this time and it is easy to hunt.
Among the farmlands, a Skiddo is busy plowing the fields making sure he has put enough rows of Noctem Berries. He hums to himself as he enjoyed the work he was doing.
The Skiddo heard his name being called as he perked his ears up and tried to find who was calling him. A Wooloo gallops up toward him excitedly, his two hooves skipping along to the cobblestone ground beneath.
"What brings you here, Aster? Aren't you supposed to be taking care of the little ones?"
"I am, however … one of the acolytes offered to tell them stories around the Hearth Flame. She says I should need some rest. I just wanted to see you! Aren't you supposed to be hunting with your group?"
"I was hunting. We managed to take down a few feral Boufallants tonight, that should be more than enough for us all. I just offered to do some farming. This shouldn't be too long." Cedar immediately continued his work while whistling to himself.
"Want me to help you?" Aster smiles, trying to get another gardening hoe.
"You don't need to help, Aster. You have been taking care of the young ones since sunset. I'll join you later in the Hearth Flame once I'm done here. You don't have to worry about me." He gave him a reassuring wink as he went back to work.
Aster can be seen singing to himself by the Hearth Flame, the city’s large bonfire at the center. The azure flames seemed to be dancing around as he hummed to himself with the aid of his lute.