Foods too rich for other palates are often those most sought out by the Qiqirn. Pebble crabs have unusually large brains─best not to reflect too deeply upon what that means─and the Qiqirn bite into them like ripe plums after supping heartily on the rest of the shellfish.
|10||Pebble Crab||× 3|
|The Fertile Incandescent|
The lands are lean near the sea, and every few seasons, custom calls for the fields to be feasted. Called “silvering the soil,” the field is covered in harbor herring through the night so that sunrise finds it too bright to look upon. The fish are plowed under by noon, and rich grows the soil.
|10||Harbor Herring||× 3|
|My Own Private Shell|
Ain't life funny? Here I am still on the beach, searchin' fer shells. I've got me a trade now, though, and 'tain't pretties I need today but oysters what taverns can stew up in great cauldrons, or serve fresh on th' shell with salt an' whisky. I surely wouldn't touch that, but I like me a stew!
|15||Rothlyt Oyster||× 3|
|The Deepest Cut|
Good eatin', razor clams, but they sure are sharp! I sliced me feet up something bad once. Didn't go home till the cut stopped bleedin' on account of I was afraid of a strappin'. But of course, Da beat me for bein' late with water for his stills. At least the clam didn't mean no harm.
|15||Razor Clam||× 3|
|The Moral of the Coral|
It sure is nice being able to help! Got me an order from a customer what runs a fancy store in town. They got crystal doorknobs, doesn't that just take the cake? She's real nice, always got a cuppa for me like I was a proper lady. She says everything fancy comes from somethin' plain.
|15||White Coral||× 3|
|Crab Life by the Horns|
I went by an alchemist's an' jus' introduced meself, asked him can I do you some nice oysters or somethin' like that? Bold as paint, though I tell ya, my knees were shakin' something fierce! An' he says he needs hisself helmet crabs. Can you believe it? I got me a new customer!
|15||Helmet Crab||× 3|
|Sounds Fishy to Me|
They keep fish as ornaments, did you know about this? It's absolutely mad, the habits of these Lominsans. Who wants that high stink in their home, is what I was thinking, and well, it turns out the fish are supposed to be alive. Well! I'm a hunter, not a trapper, thank you very much.
|The Long and the Shortcrust|
You know the only good fish to eat? Eels. I absolutely adore eel pie─it's as good as anything you'll find on land. The only thing wrong with them is that before they're chopped up and put in pies they look─yes, they do, they really do─like snakes. I'd much rather you caught them.
|20||Black Eel||× 3|
|Food Chain Reaction|
I thought a fish farm might be a good idea, but surprise, surprise, there was something I didn't know. The faerie bass I put in─the entire flock or lesson or whatever you call them─are eating the anchovies. I need you to just fish out the bass and not the other kind, the whatsits.
|20||Faerie Bass||× 3|
Can you believe the nerve, this goblin fisherman said I wouldn't be able to outfish him even if he were blindfolded! Well, I took the bet, of course! We Keepers of the Moon do not take insults lying down, especially if they're true! Since he won't be able to see a thing, you can prove him wrong.
|20||Dark Sleeper||× 3|