One of the advantages of being Human is growing old with the ones you love.

I count myself truly blessed to live happily with my wife Heraloene.

We're both healthy. I don't want anything else.

Player: "That's...a refreshing change."

As men grow old, they become more and more grateful for their wives. They give us so much, and the things that are truly important we are too shy to give as young men.

I never cooked for my wife when I was young. I feel terribly sorry about now.

It's not too late, though--I'd like to cook something for her before I die.

Player: "I'm sure you have plenty of time."

Not these days. Her favorite dish is Spicy Litreas. But there's a problem in cooking that for her. There are plenty of Litreas in the waterside, but also plenty of Crasaurs and Starturtles.

When I was young, I could get around them easily. As an old man, not so much. But you, you'll be young forever.

If you help me, I think I can make the Spicy Litreas for Heraloene. Daeva...could you help me?

Player: Accept.

I knew you'd help! Just hunt for Litreas down by the waterside.

While you're gone, I'll start the water boiling. Heraloene will be so surprised!

Get them back here as soon as you can--they spoil quickly.


Player: "It shouldn't be a problem."

Ah, you've come back. The water is hot, and I've prepared the spices and other ingredients.

It wasn't easy--it's my first time as a cook!

Did you get Litrea?

Player: "Smells great!"

You must have been busy with something else. I see all you Daevas running to and fro, trying to get the Bollvig situation in hand.

But without the Litrea, all this effort will go to waste.

Player: "Keep stirring the pot. I'll be back."

Ooh, look at them, they're so fresh! Thank you so much, Player!

Spicy Litrea for dinner tonight--I can see Heraloene's face now...

I'd better get busy!