There are some... unfortunate rumors going around about the Reian Tribe. A lot of people believe that they're allied with the Balaur. Obviously, this is... not ideal for them.

I have a thought on how to help. If you're willing, you should interview Savinus and Gelon. They have been around for quite a while and have more insight on past events than most.

If you do, record their stories and deliver the book to Tonis. What do you say?

Player: Accept

What do you want?

I don't have the patience to fight with anyone today.

Player: "Actually, I'm here to write down your story."

Oh.... Well. I didn't expect that.

I'd like to set the record straight. All this nonsense about us being friendly with the Balaur is... infuriating at best.

What should I talk about?

Player: "I'd like to know more about the Reian Tribe, please."

Well. There aren't any records left, really, and half of the stories we used to pass down by word of mouth have been lost, but... we were followers of Siel.

We were just... normal Atreians. Siel came to us with missions, and we gladly followed her. We called ourselves Siel's Spear.

We were infiltrating Balaurea for her when the Cataclysm struck.... We were left there, helpless. Some managed to survive--some were less fortunate.

Player: "You were trapped in Balaurea?"

It was... awful. Those of us who endured the conditions wound up settling in Inggison. That we managed to survive at all is a testament to the ferocity of the Reian Tribe.

None remember the name of Siel's Spear these days, but the tribe still understands pride for our roots. We were the first--the first, elite legion to gladly swear our hearts to Siel herself. We endured where others would have perished.

Help Elysea remember.... Please.

Player: "I will."

Go away....

Player: "Wait, I want to write down your story."

Hah, NOW you all want to remember? YOUR people lost Atreia while WE were left cold and lonely in our own war against the Balaur.

Our lady Siel was in the Aetheric Field while we fought her battles in Balaurea. We waited, frozen and battered. Many of us did not survive.

While WE were trying to find ways to die with our dignity intact, the Elyos were worried about the future of Atreia! If we hadn't fought the Balaur, more forces would have gotten through the field. Your precious homeland would have cracked like an egg.

Player: "That... sounds dire."

The Elyos would do well to remember that we were all human once, long before Elysea or Asmodae! The Reian Tribe seems to be the only ones who see that fighting amongst ourselves is as pitiful as it is pointless.

You do not know the old battles--the old tears, the scars, the grief.... While we scraped by in Inggison, struggling to survive, Atreia forgot.

Our people died for them, and they forgot.

Player: "I'm so sorry."

This is... quite a story. This book needs its place in the library. Perhaps that will... help ease hostilities against the Reian Tribe.

I was worried my trip to Inggison would prove fruitless. Thank you for this.