I'm Aelina, an' I work for Rowena. My dream's to one day trade places with that harridan an' work her as she does me─like a pack chocobo.

We've recently procured a shipment o' sands an' oil o' time. Ain't nothin' more effective for restorin' old arms an' armor to mint condition, I tell you. If you're interested, I can fix you with some in exchange for mark logs. These logs are kept by them as chase after elite marks in the Hunt, the bounty system what the Eorzean Alliance set up. In their lust for riches an' glory, hunters often end up dead, leavin' behind their worldly possessions. Why do we want these, you ask? Let's just say there's a small but dedicated group o' people who derive pleasure from gettin' a peek at the lives o' the dearly departed. There's good coin to be made in satisfyin' their morbid taste.

You're the adventurer what goes around slayin' gods, right? Then you ought to be familiar with those arms what're blessed by primals. Aye, them showy things what look like the beings. But did you know that some o' these arms can be made mightier? Take those as harbor the power o' Shiva, for instance─the true Ice somethin's. These can be made mightier if you've got a pinch o' this stuff called diamond dust. If you happen to have a true Ice weapon and some diamond dust, bring 'em to me and I'll see the former enhanced.