Ah, Asmodians.

So young and free. Free of fear, free from slavery.

Free from lifelong assumptions learned pre-Cataclysm...

Player: "You sound almost envious, respected elder."

For you, this is the way things have always been.

But for me, for all Reians? We remember when the world lived in peace. No conflict between Elyos and Asmodian. Siel's Spear Legion shone like a star then.

But we sacrificed to escape from the Balaur. And I plan to take back these relics of our past from their appropriators. Will you help me?

Player: Accept.

Of course. Our history is your history too.

I hear Tiamat keeps our Stamped Boxes in the Sky Fortress Supply Station.

It's unbearable that our historical materials sit amongst dirty Balaur supplies.

Player: "I'll find them. Fear not."

Yes, we sacrificed much to survive in Balaurea, but we still have our pride.

We're lucky not to be enslaved like the Shulacks.

Player: "Hold fast to relics of your glory."

You have yet to find any? Perhaps the barbarous Balaur burn them as trash.

Player: "Sharding Balaur! I'll find something."

I knew I could trust in your honor and promises, Player!

Please take this reward. It makes a fitting token for this piece of the past.

Daevas may live forever, but sometimes they disappear. You have ensured that some Daevas continue in our minds and hearts.