You would hear some of Aion's Crab Tale?

Let's start where the mother does not trust her son. "My son," says she. "Potcrabs don't talk."

• "This one does, though. Right?"

The story will wait. Crab Fest will not!

Do you have plans for the parade? I could use your help.

• Accept.
• Decline.

Hah! We are Asmodians in arms, you and I, Daeva.

With Team Glimma slicing at the problems, the parade will run smooth--like a body sliding off a well-honed blade.

Go find some Stunned Starcrabs. We'll get them ready to march!

• "Team Glimma towers over the others!"

Deliver Stunned Starcrabs to Glimma.

King Zugog sent back my last messenger to the Obelisk. He's too busy killing Daevas to march in the parade.

• "But dawn's frost is never too busy!"

(To the sky) Oh, Aion. Help me to survive linking my soul to this.

(To you) No, no, little Daeva. We need Stunned Starcrabs.

Do you need Aunt Glimma to come with you?

• "No need to be patronizing. I'm on it."

Hah! Because it settles every morning!

You are clever, Daeva. And you've guaranteed the parade's success.

Right. Where was I? So, the widow tells her seventh son...

Glimma needs marchers for the Crab Fest parade. You brought her some Stunned Starcrabs, and she gave you a present.