Lollo Marker

Crafted by Lollo Logistics, this pen has journeyed alongside Lumi throughout Solaris. She uses it to sign logistics documents and chronicle her adventures in her travel journal. In her travels, Lumi has crossed paths with fascinating and kind-hearted strangers, savored local delicacies and quirky snacks, and documented bizarre Tacet Discords that remain uncharted... even the lighthearted anecdotes shared by her colleagues find their way into her travel journal, recorded with joy and enthusiasm.

Navigator Baton

When Lumi first joined Lollo Logistics, she faced challenges in mastering her Forte. Under the guidance of a seasoned mentor, she fashioned this field command baton, which became her steadfast companion through her most anxious days. It witnessed her transformation from a trembling novice into a skilled navigator, and eventually, a trusted team leader. In the dark of night, the baton's shimmering hue casts a reassuring glow, a symbol of Lumi's growth.

Squeakie Plushie

A stress-relief squeeze plushie, designed by Lumi in the likeness of her beloved companion, Squeakie. As life unfolds, Lumi faces many unexpected challenges. While she adeptly navigates her own challenges, the struggles of others can be quite a handful—each person's wishes and expectations are as varied as the packages she manages. While she's alone, Lumi sometimes squeezes the plushie tightly, letting the weight of her worries dissipate with each squeeze.

Mountain Memories

Outside an old house in Yuezhou lies a patch of reeds beside a lake. To the north, the water narrows; to the south, it widens, resembling a sliced pear, with the surface shimmering under the night sky. The summer air hung thick with heat, lulling the world into a drowsy stupor. In the quiet of the evening, Lumi nestled in her mother's arms on a rocking chair by the window. Her eyelids drooped as she gazed out sleepily. The soft breeze from a fan brushed her skin, making her squint with contentment. The chorus of insects filled the yard, and Lumi curled even closer to her mother, lulled by the comforting sounds of the village. This small place was Changzhuang. No one could quite remember why it was called that, but they grew accustomed to this name over time. The disasters following the Lament had spread across all of Huanglong. Even here, deep in the mountains of Yuezhou, they had left their indelible mark by cutting the village off from the outside world—technology crumbled, and the villagers returned to the old ways—farming, hunting, surviving as their ancestors once had. Life was dictated by the rising and setting sun. Over time, people in Changzhuang became used to the peace and simplicity of this lifestyle. The day Lumi was born, the whole house lit up. The swaddled infant glowed softly, catching the eye of every villager. They gathered in the yard, curious to see the newborn who shone like a small beacon. Resonators were rare here, and ones like Lumi, with such innate power, were even rarer. But in a village as tranquil as Changzhuang, there were no grand challenges that even needed a child Resonator to solve. Therefore, Lumi grew up carefree, just like other ordinary children in the village. She learned the ways of the mountains and fields—how to track wild animal traces and how to distinguish which plants might sate a hungry belly. People in Changzhuang enjoyed cooling off under the shade of a tree. As Lumi ran through the trees with her friends, her inborn light flickered as if performing a cheerful dance. The village elders lovingly called her "Sunshine," while her friends dubbed her "Lumi the Firefly." Yet Lumi often wondered about her strange gift, unsure of its purpose. More often than not, it was a nuisance. On hunting trips, her light would flash uncontrollably, startling prey. After being asked to temporarily sit out from the hunts, Lumi's heart sank with a pang of frustration. Alone, she wandered to the marshes by the reeds and sat down. Her glow flickered, dimmed, and then brightened again as she practiced, trying to control the light. Finally, exhaustion set in, and she drifted off to sleep. Despite her struggles, Lumi never felt rushed. Life in Changzhuang was slow, and there was always time to grow and to learn. The shimmering surface of the lake returned to darkness. The night breeze ferried the croaks of frogs away. Tomorrow was another day.