Ah, the Elyos.

So young, so ignorant about life before the Cataclysm.

Player: "Watch who you call 'ignorant', Rei-boy."

Time passes, and now our race is split. Elyos on one side, Asmodian on the other. Always fighting. Then there's us.

But in the past. Ah, the past.

We sacrificed so much to the Balaur. Would you help us take something back?

Player: Accept.

For milennia, Tiamat's forces have hoarded their ill-gotten gains in the Sky Fortress Supply Zone. They include Reian relics.

The thieves are organized, at least. You'll know boxes of Reian Tribe Relices by a special stamp. You'll know it when you see it.

Player: "I'll take your word for it."

I still remember the glory of Siel's Spear Legion.

Player: "Did they have stuff like this?"

You found nothing? Perhaps the barbarous Balaur have already burned our Relics as garbage.

Player: "I'll look again."

I knew I could count on you, Player!

Please take this reward for returning this little piece of history.