I had a strange experience yesterday. I'd transformed into a Snowy Mosbear so I could scout near the places where they congregate, and suddenly I lost my concentration and reverted to my natural form.

The Mosbears were not pleased to see me. Luckily someone threw a stone to divert their attention, and I was able to get away.






Believe it or not, it was a Sprigg named Gark! I was speechless! It actually asked me if I was okay!

I'd heard about talking Spriggs before, but I'd never met one.

He said they used to live around there but the Mosbears kicked them out. He seemed to have lost track of his tribe.


Who knows? Probably fewer than there used to be, thanks to the Mosbears.

He was hungry, but I didn't have anything to give him. I was in a hurry to get back, so Svera wouldn't worry.

But Gark the Sprigg weighs on my mind. I should have helped him. Player, will you check on him for me?




I think an Asmodian should repay debts, even to such a lowly creature as a Sprigg. It's what makes us better than the Elyos.

Gark was hiding behind the tree in one corner of the Mosbear Snowfield. I don't know if he's still there, but that's a place to start.

See if he's okay, and get him something to eat.


A Daeva has business with a Sprigg? Very strange!


Ah, the Asmodian that I helped.

I'm glad he was able to return safely.

It's generous of him to remember me.