Reports have been received of a wild aevis of striking size making its nest atop the hill adjacent to Eastpool. Though all efforts are being made not to rouse the beast’s ire, it is surely but a matter of time before it needs to feed. I hereby petition any brave volunteers to march to the northern border, that we might cut the fiend down before it makes trenchers of the nearby villages.

• The Broken Hilt, Rosaria

B

While passing along the trail from Lostwing to Caer Norvent, one of our order was met with a sudden blast of wind so strong that it bent back the trunks of the old oaks, and heard a cry so terrible that he ran for his life. Questioning the locals revealed that this area was the nesting place of the elder griffin known as “Dozmare”—a beast much hated for its appetite both for chocobos and for children.

• Caer Norvent West Gate, Sanbreque

B

While minotaurs have long dwelled in the mountainous regions of Rosaria, it is only recently that they have come down from the highlands to hunt in the swamps surrounding Martha’s Rest. Among their number is one whose sheer size suggests it to be a chieftain, who appears to be spearheading the push south. He must be stopped, lest the beastmen develop designs on the Rest proper.

• West of Rhiannon’s Ride, Rosaria

B

A particularly belligerent breed of echo has recently awakened amid the Fallen ruins near Martha’s Rest. It is known to activate on the approach of any human, armed or unarmed, and sets about them with a burning jet that has already reduced much of the surrounding marshland to ash. This is one echo that the Cursebreakers would fain see forever silenced.

• North of Sorrowise, Rosaria

B

Among republican merchants, reports abound of caravans being crushe by a “black boulder”—a creature indeterminate in nature, but quite decided in size, strength, and spite. He or she who took it upon themselves to seek out and slay this black mass would earn the eternal gratitude not only of the desert traders, but of the Cursebreakers who risk life and limb with every trip through the Velkroy.

• The Velkroy Desert, Dhalmekia

B

A Cursebreaker aiming for the Imperial Chase took a wrong turn into a nearby wood, within which she discovered the ruins of a Fallen airship—and within them, a beast akin to a great ball of fire that chased her screaming from the grove. The soldier later identified the creature in an almanac of echoes, but was firm in her insistence that the “bomb” she saw was near ten times the size of the one depicted therein.

• The Crock, Sanbreque

B