The golden child brought fire and smoke; when they cleared, the family broke.

The most marvelous places for meditation have all met your gaze.

How odd to encounter this old man at every corner!

Long and short, far and near, each span has its year.

Fields kept trim leave time to skim.

"Through fire, armor is refined; through trials, strength is defined."

The beetle came with drumbeats' call, and left with waves' gentle fall.

Now at an end is the elder's long wait for the journeyer.

Fresh brew in an old cask. May it stir a great task!

The old monkey has told his tale. Onward you must go.

Achieved your first Lv.4 Personal Bond.

Learned the identity of the mysterious samurai at the duel.

Slayer of Demon "Tower Knight"