You've come to the wrong place if you're after information. I only arrived here recently. You've probably heard more than I have, stranded out here on the coast. Not that I'm complaining.

Still, it would be nice to get my hands on something a little more substantial than the odd jobs.

When I'm not gathering up flotsam or fighting off Potcrabs, I'm preparing meals for everyone.

Player: "You do all the cooking yourself?"

Yes! And there are so many mouths to feed. You'd think at least one of them would ask if I needed help.

And they're always whining--nothing can please them! Something's always wrong, no matter what I do.

Player: "That sounds frustrating."

Frustrating. That's putting it delicately.

At least they all like the Venera. Haven't managed to pick that dish apart yet, so I'm sticking to it. The trick now is getting enough of it to feed everyone.

I don't suppose you have time to help? You don't seem too busy, and I really could use a hand.

Player: Accept.

Good to have you on board.

Veneras can be found in abundance all along the coast around here.

Please hurry, though. I'm falling behind schedule and the troops are getting restless.

Player: "I'll be as quick as I can."

You don't mess around, do you? Got the Veneras already, have you?

Well, let me have a look then. I'd better make sure you didn't skip about collecting seashells.

Where are they?

Player: "Here."

What were you doing? Taking in the scenery?

I've gathered twenty by myself. I would have worked harder had I realized you weren't going to bother.

I thought I explained this quite clearly. You have one more chance to gather those Veneras.

Player: "I'll be back."

Hmm...they could have been a little bigger. Really, though, these will do just fine. I'm not feeding the Seraphim Lords over here.

Now, I'd better rinse them off and prepare the fire.

Here's your reward. You got me out of a tight spot there.