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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Lichtenhart" data-source="post: 1807467" data-attributes="member: 761">"You're very kind to this old man. I could do it on my own, but it would take me quite a lot of time, and it probably wouldn't be a fine work as my love would have liked. You don't have to wait for directions, though. You've arrived here by ship, I suppose? Then about fifteen miles south along you'll found the town of Tyrulan. There's a road too, that connects the farms this way up north, but I haven't used it for a while so I am afraid the pinewood must have almost swallowed it. If you take a look around, though, I'm sure you'll find it. Would you like anything else? Mine is not the kitchen of the Magi, but everything's at your disposal. Otherwise I'll show you the work. I've already gathered paints and brushes."He stands up, and immediately Pisti flies down from the chimney and lands on his shoulder. He walks towards the house and shows you several buckets of paint colors. Then he presses his hand on the wall, and an image of how the house used to look when it was colored appears. It's strange but beautiful, though painted with few, simple colors and broad strokes, every wall looked like a landscape: the northern one like a sunrise over high mountains, the western one like rolling barley fields ruffled by the wind, the southern one like a starry sky over a rocky desert, and the western one like a stormy sea. When Fides moves away from the wall, the images fade and only the outlines remain on the walls, so you can follow them while painting."My love was a bit of an artist. If you could help me keep her house as she liked it, I'd be very grateful. There's a wall for each of you. Which one do you like the most?"</blockquote>

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