One day, not long before Dragonyule...
Dear Saint Starfall,
I would like an Arianna, please.
Gauld: Well this is a pickle. Angie's given me a letter for Saint Starfall, which is all well and good, but...
Gauld: What in Ilia's name is an Arianna?!
Gauld: Here I thought I could just gussy myself up as Saint Starfall and give Angie a gift.
Gauld: But if I can't suss out whatever this Arianna thing is, Angie might find out that Saint Starfall's as real as soft bedrock!
Gauld: Even so, I can't well ask her directly.
Gauld: If I let slip that I'M the one out present- hunting for her, why, it'd crush her dreams!
Gauld: No recourse left now but for me to go around asking folks who might have a clue.
Gauld: (Angie's a rokkan girl, so I figured I'd ask one of her peers. Lazry oughta know.)
Lazry: And...done. You try making a Yuletree ornament too, Gauld.
Gauld: (Bah. Here I thought I could just do a quick Q and A. How'd I end up hunkering down to help Lazry and co. with their work?)
Ramona: What is it, Gauld? You stopped working.
Rena: Keep that fire burning inside! We've got a lot to make, after all!
Renee: The castle is too big! I call shenanigans! How many decorations is it gonna take?!
Cassandra: So, in the end, they didn't know what this all-important Arianna was?
Douleur: Ha ha ha! What a massive waste of time and effort!
Gauld: My shoulders are stiff as a board after hunching over to do all that fiddly work. Not every rokkan's a crafter, I'll say that.
Gauld: Ahhh. Nothing like tea for a tired body.
Cassandra: Your grandfatherly love is an inspiration. Alas, I cannot assist in your endeavor. I know not what an "Arianna" is, you see.
Gauld: Shame. I'd heard you were quite the scholar, but I s'pose I expected too much.
Cassandra: My knowledge is rooted primarily in the realm of things magical. Surely there must be someone more qualified to help. A merchant, perhaps?
Gauld: Hey, you might be on to something there! Actually, we've got just the gal here at the castle!
Gauld: I'll go bend her ear a bit. Sorry to bother ya, Cassandra.
Cassandra: Goodness. Such a fierce-looking man, yet so desperate to give from the heart.
Cassandra: Heh. Inspiration strikes. Perhaps I should select a nice gift for the young lad in turn.
Francesca: Arianna? As it turns out, I HAVE heard whisperings that something by that name has picked up popularity around the castle.
Gauld: Really?! So what the heck is it?! Spill!
Francesca: Not so fast. I can't just give away trade secrets for FREE, y'know. What do you say to buying this new product I've got?
Francesca: It's a kind of fruit cake called stollen that's eaten in a foreign land on Dragonyule. Bet your little granddaughter'd love it!
Gauld: Yeah, yeah, twist my arm, why don'tcha? Fine. I'll buy one.
Francesca: Oho ho! Much obliged, good sir. Actually, while you're at it, buy THIS, too.
Gauld: Oh, c'mon! You're gonna bleed me dry!
Gauld: All this searching and I've only found out one thing: Arianna is really popular with the children in the castle.
Gauld: I oughta confirm with one such kid. Aha! Perfect, there's Maribelle.
Maribelle: Oh, it's Angie's grandpa. You need something?
Gauld: Sorry to spring this on ya, but I was wondering if you knew about this Arianna thing that's all the rage.
Maribelle: Oh, that. Yeah, sure do.
Gauld: Finally, someone who'll tell me! What in Ilia's name is an Arianna?!
Maribelle: It's a suuuper interesting book!
Gauld: Arianna is the name of a BOOK?
Maribelle: Yeah! I love it! And my friend— I mean, Angie loves it too!
Maribelle: She read my copy of Arianna and told me it totally touched her heart. Sweet, huh?
Gauld: Oho, so you and Angie are friends?
Maribelle: Mhm. I saw her and she looked kinda lonely, so I struck up a conversation.
Maribelle: At first, she was kinda shy, but once she figured out I was nice, we really hit it off.
Maribelle: And now we're good friends! We talk about all kinds of stuff together.
Maribelle: Like the other day, when Angie told me what she wants to be when she grows up!
Gauld: You got her to spill something like that?!
Gauld: (Even I've never heard her talk about her dreams before...)
Maribelle: Angie wants to be an author.
Maribelle: See, Arianna is about a girl of the same name who goes around stopping fights and making everyone get along.
Maribelle: And after Angie read the book, this is what she said:
Angie: I feel like if everyone read heartwarming books like Arianna, the world would be a better, more peaceful place.
Angie: That's why I want to write wonderful stories that will spread warmth, joy, and kindness all across the world.
Gauld: Oh, Angie... What a sweet dream. I'd expect no less from my girl.
Maribelle: That's why she wants her own copy of Arianna, so she can read it over and over.
Gauld: I see.
Gauld: (She's got a dream that came from talkin' to her friends. Looks like my granddaughter grew up right under my nose.)
Gauld: (I'm glad, but...it also makes me feel kinda lonely.)
Gauld: (Without me even bein' aware of it, my Angie's world has been getting bigger and bigger. Brings a tear to my eye.)
Gauld: (But it's my duty as her grandfather to help her spread her wings and fly.)
Gauld: Thanks for everything, Maribelle. You be good to my Angie, you hear?
Maribelle: You bet I will!
And before long, the day of Dragonyule arrived...
Gauld: Angie, a present's here from Saint Starfall.
Angie: Wooow! He really came!
Angie: And he really got me a copy of Arianna! Thank you so much, Saint Starfall!
Gauld: Ain't that something? And to top it off, we've got a little treat called stollen, too. C'mon, let's celebrate the holiday together.
Gauld: (Had a heck of a time findin' the book, but it was pretty cheap, all things considered.)
Gauld: (This is about all I can do to help support your dreams, baby girl.)
Angie: Um, Grandpa? I, um, wanted to talk to you about something.
Gauld: Anything, love. What is it?
Angie: When I grow up... I want to write wonderful stories like this one, and fill everyone with warm and happy feelings.
Angie: But it's not easy to be an author, is it?
Gauld: (Now that I've heard it from her, I finally get it. Angie's dream is still taking shape.)
Gauld: (And as part of her family, my role in helping her achieve it is clear!)
Gauld: What makes you say that, kiddo? You can do it! I know you can!
Gauld: You're the nicest girl that ever did live. I'm a hundred percent certain you'll write the best stories this world's ever seen!
Angie: Aw, thank you, Grandpa! Y'know what? Maybe I CAN do it!
Gauld: That's the spirit, love! I'll be rootin' for you every step of the way.
Gauld: Whatever happens, Grandpa Gauld will always be watchin' over ya!
Angie: That makes me so happy. You saying that is the best gift of all, Grandpa!
Angie: Dragonyule is the best day ever!
Gauld: Gotta agree with you there, kiddo. Sure am glad we came to this castle.
Gauld: Now, the day's only just begun. Let's you and me have some fun, Angie.