I'nairoh: When night falls and I can no longer work the vineyards, I oft gaze up at the moons and follow their celestial dance across the heavens.
I'nairoh: It is commonly held that the larger of the two is the embodiment of Menphina, the Lover. The legends surrounding the smaller moon vary, though. While there are some who believe it to be Menphina's daughter, others swear that it is her lantern. However, the most popular tale tells us the moon is actually Menphina's loyal hound, Dalamud, ever vigilant in his watch over the goddess.
I'nairoh: Grapes picked on the mornings when Dalamud's eyes shine brightest are said to produce the finest of wines, which is why many of us here in this hamlet rise before the cock's call and check the skies before attending to the day's tasks.
I'nairoh: As for grapes picked when Dalamud appears a bloody red, like he has been of late... I regret to say that winemakers' lore tells us little and less of this phenomenon. Some few of my peers have been quick to point out the similarity between the color of wine and blood as auspicious, but I find myself struggling to adopt such a positive outlook.
I'nairoh: Never in all my years have I seen Dalamud in such an inflamed state, and it's all I can do to stay the dread that's welling up in my stomach. Ill change is afoot, my friend, and I fear it's something that will affect far more than the quality of wine. For now, though, I intend to keep these sentiments to myself and I ask that you do the same, lest panic engulf this quiet little community.Now, where were we? Ah, yes...
I'nairoh: Personally, I find that I can get a better view of the moons on the relatively flat plains of Bloodshore, as opposed to this sheltered valley. The problem is, the plains have been teeming with frenzied creatures of late, and I would be fortunate to return from thence with all of my limbs.
I'nairoh: The harvest is fast approaching, and if I cannot accurately adjudge the brightness of Dalamud's gaze, a whole season's wine could be spoiled. Would it be too much to ask of you, an able-bodied adventurer, to slay the beasts which keep me from my observations?
I'nairoh: Your generosity is most appreciated. I shall trail you from afar, and once I see the path is cleared, I will make my own way to Bloodshore.