Ah, Player. I was hoping you might help me with something.

Do you see the Elim standing by me? His name is Noah, and I think he wants help with something, though for the life of me I don't know what it is.

What makes matters worse is that Elim hardly ever speak to Humans, so for Noah to contact me like this--there must be something seriously amiss.

Player: "What can I do to help?"

If you plan on heading to Lake Cliona anytime soon, please speak with Feira. She has conversed with the Elim before and may be able to understand what Noah is asking.

You'll find her by Cliona Lake. I'm sure she'll be willing to help.

Player: Accept.

Thank you so much. Please hurry.

I fear something is wrong and we've not noticed yet.

Player: "I'm on it!"

You look concerned, [%userclass]. What's wrong?

Has Namus sent you? Is he all right?

Player: "Namus is worried about the Elim..."

Namus was right to send you over. The Elim are such a private species. I wonder what this means.

I'm afraid I don't know what is wrong with Noah, though. I can only suggest you head to Akarios Village and speak with the priest there--a man named Asteros.

Please make haste, Player!

Player: "You can trust me!"

Ah, you must be Player.

I have heard stories about you. In fact, I hear you're quite the [%userclass].

My name is Asteros, I am the priest of this small village--how may I help you?

Player: "Feira sent me, on behalf of Namus..."

You were right to come to me with this. Problems in the Daminu Forest often have implications for the rest of Poeta, so this is certainly something I should look into.

I'll consult with your mercenary captain and ask for his thoughts.