Do you respect Aion? Do you fear creatures with claws, though you would never back down from a fight?

Then this is the time to celebrate! Crab Fest approaches!

They wear hard armor. Their pincers slice always at the ready. They never run from attack.

...And they're Aion's chosen, after us.

Unfortunately, I'm running out of ornaments for our festival trees. Would you lend me a hand?

Good. Go out and stun Dawn Frost Potcrabs.

Return with their still living bodies to cloak our trees in energy!

Pah! Are you an Ellie under your Asmodian armor?

Aion looks at you and despairs.

Once on a time, there lived a widow with seven sons.

Six of her sons traveled far away, making names for themselves as famous Daevas. Each one returned home to watch his mother and seventh brother age, though the visits became fewer and farther between.

The seventh son found a Potcrab, much like the Dawn Frost Potcrabs I sent you for, and brought it to his mother.

Strange indeed. I see no Potcrabs in your cube.

Go stun the Dawn Frost Potcrabs for the Crab Fest!

Go, I say!

Yes, just like those. You've brought plenty for today.

Thank you, your character.

And so. The seventh son brought a Potcrab home to his mother. "Mother!" he cried. "This Potcrab says...

1. Deliver Stunned Potcrabs to Glimma.

   [Event] Stunned Potcrab x20

Deliver Stunned Potcrabs to Glimma.

You brought Stunned Potcrabs to Glimma for her Crab Fest decorations. She was very pleased and gave you both a present and more of Aion's Potcrab story.