An Elyos! It's been a long time since I've seen one of you!

So long, in fact, that I don't even think of myself as one anymore.

You see, I may look Reian, but I too was once an Elyos too.

Player: "How is that possible?"

I wish I knew. I was a member of the Storm Legion. During the encounter with the Asmodians, I somehow fell into Balaurea.

Trapped for many years, my body changed. Perhaps something about the Aether...?

Ah, I have fond memories of the Storm Legion, especially of my friend Akarios. I wonder what happened to him.

Player: "Akarios? That I know!"

He's still alive? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. I always knew he'd turn out well.

I wish I could see him myself...but my soul is now bound to this incense burner.

Could you please tell Akarios what happened to me? I like to think that he still wonders.

Player: Accept.

Thank you. The Reians were so kind to me after I found them. So my change into one of them seemed...almost natural.

But seeing you stirs things. There is much in Elysea I left undone.

So his name is Pernos now, is it? Heh.... Perhaps I'll tell you someday why that's so funny.

Player: "I look forward to it."

Arieluma, Player. Nice of you to visit.

But Daevas of your stature don't often make social calls. Is there something you need of me? Or...?

Player: "Actually, I have something for you...."

Paudav? Really? I'd think you were making that up, but there's no other way you could even know that name.

Paudav.... That old egg-hatcher lived a long life after all, eh? I knew he was too stubborn to die that easily.

Shame that he's dead now, but one of my oldest questions has finally been answered. My thanks to you, Player.