"Congratulations," Ramza told him. "We shall be in good hands."

He set down his pack, filled with clothing, food, potions, everything he could anticipate needing on this quest and could easily carry. He hoped he was prepared; he was not used to being so limited in holding space. Usually, supplies were spread out amongst his ranks of allies.

He wondered who else would reply to Lady Ashelia's summons. "Do you plan to venture to the Lost City, or does your employment interfere?" he asked his little companion. He knew Ales did not seek out battles, but he had joined in for that previous conflict.