We followed the forest's song and discovered a place the unrestrained power of alchemy had not yet ravaged. Here, instead of becoming monsters, the creatures seem to have developed the ability to speak and understand our language. A couple of worried squirrels solicited our help to find their lost son Pepper, who apparently went missing at the start of the pairing season. I promised them we'd keep an eye out for the young one, but I doubt we'll see him on our travels. The lands between here and the lighthouse pose no hospitable crossing for such a little creature.
...It is so peaceful here, in the squirrels' world. It's a joy to watch them play and explore. For them, life goes on as it always has. I wish we had the pleasure of knowing that kind of simplicity...