Another day, another blessing, words sung by a lady who is becoming more and more of a stranger by the day. Aurum is awakened by the light beams that enter his sleeping space. Unable to stay for long because of the memories that stalk him like a ghost. He goes about his regular routine and then leaves. He sometimes forgets he has a home, his mother's home. But he felt that with each new day came new strength and ideas. This was a notion he shared with his mother. He stretched his arms, eager to enjoy his day and think about something else, perhaps the lads who usually rush across the streets, or the old lady who misses her pet. "Right, best I find something else to do," he said, quickly regretting having considered the previously given choices.

As he walks through Magnolia, he arrives at the magic shop. "I wonder how old man Saton is doing," he muses before approaching and entering the business. As the bell rang to announce his presence, a powdery green explosion erupted, and Aurum quickly aided the guy by opening the door and waiting outside for a while to enable the smoke to disperse. After it was all gone, he entered, snapping at Saton, "I see you up to your same habits old man," and the older man instead answered with pleasure to see Aurum in his store. He turned out to be in need of aid.

It merely took a few minutes to learn of his task. Aurum seemed to be going to the forest, so he decided to go swiftly and take advantage of the early light since the foggy woodland becomes more dangerous at night. So Aurum set out into the woods, carrying a parcel of food, to meet with the Old Hermit. It was easy for him to go to the woodland because he was already familiar with the region. However, locating an enormous tree with a door in a forest full of large trees proved difficult. It was a long trek, but Aurum ultimately found the strange-looking tree and the matching door. "How could anyone choose a tree as a house," he scratched his chin with one of his hands. "I'd better get it done already," he grumbled as he approached the door and knocked three times on its surface.

It didn't take long for the Old Hermit to open and allow him in. "Here you go, Sr..." his jaw drops as he notices the ornate and exquisite inside of the tree. The Old Hermit managed to bring forth its full aesthetic potential despite the rustic setting. "Are you an interior designer?" he said, inadvertently. The elderly guy smiled, not startled by Aurum's reaction, but he was the first to admit it out loud. Time passed while they chatted about the house, and Aurum also learned about Khalash and the Old Hermit as a bonus. They're excellent friends, and they've come to an arrangement. This revelation warmed his heart, and he wondered whether he had any pals like that. His mind was soon assaulted by recollections of his guildmates, prompting him to grin.

Aurum rose from his seat. "Here, before I forget," he remarked before handing over the parcel, and the Hermit thanks him, handing over a bag containing various herbs. The Hermit raced to deliver Aurum an unusual licorice root stick to chew on as soon as he passed past the door's threshold, promising him that it is very excellent. Aurum then returns to Khalash's shop and chews on the plant the Hermit gave him. Soon after, he felt energy flood through him as his magical power increased somewhat. "I wonder where he got it," he thought for a second before dismissing it entirely.

"Perhaps I'll ask him the next time I visit the forest," he added before opening the magic store, which was met by yet another explosion. Following that, Aurum chastised the old guy for conducting his experiment in such a confined space. He then extended the packet of herbs, and Saton praised him before shoving him out of his shop to resume his strange experiments.