Oh Player, I miss quiet Alsig Village and my family there. I'm so lonely!

None of the Daevas here respect a Dado farmer like myself. Do they turn their noses up at you for your...um...early days? No?

Back home we'd be harvesting the first of the fruit for our wine. In the evenings, we'd sit around drinking and telling stories. Don't you miss your home, Daeva?

Player: "Not really."

Well, the truth is, I never wanted to be a Daeva. I wanted a simple life living with my sweet wife and working a Dado field we could call our own.

I don't know why I was chosen to become a Daeva, or how I ended up here fighting alongside these cold-hearted soldiers.

I just want to quit everything and go back to my village. Oh, if only I had some of the Alsig Special Wine.... It would relieve my homesickness for a while. Player, would you help me get some?

Player: Accept.

Only the finest taverns in Pandaemonium carry the sweet, heady wine my village produces. But every year, we send a few bottles to the supply depot here to show our support for the war. Perhaps the supply depot still has a bottle or two?

Please go to quartermaster Blir and get a bottle of Alsig Special Wine for me. But don't tell him that it's for me. We're not supposed to drink while on duty here and we're ALWAYS on duty. Blasted war, will it ever end?

Player: "I'll see what I can do."

Everyone thinks supply officers have it soooo easy. We're not just sitting around braiding our manes! We may not fight, but we have important work to do.

Do you have any idea how hard it is to get supplies to Reshanta? And when supplies run short, I hear nothing but whining and complaints!

Player: "Do you have any Alsig Special Wine?"

You too? Everyone wants something!

But, since you asked, yes we do have a few bottles of that wine.

Drinking alcohol here is forbidden--after all, we can't let our guard down even for a second--so I put the wine away for legionaries who are taking leave.

If you really need a bottle, see Leban in the Primum Training Camp. I gave him all three remaining bottles. Maybe he'll share....

Player: "I'll check with him."

Shards! I was on my way to see my family but all leave has been canceled by order of the governor! Evidently there's a bunch of fledgling Daevas on their way to Reshanta, and they're in need of training, fast. So the whole plan has gone scaly.

I'm madder than a wet Qooqoo, but what can I do?

Player: "What indeed. Hey, do you have some Alsig Special Wine?"

What?! Who sent you? I admit it, I shouldn't have...but, but, I was so blasted mad when my leave was canceled that I drank it all.

If you really need the Alsig Special Wine, go ask Asmu guarding the fortress gate.

His leave was canceled too, but he's too "responsible" to drink on duty.

Player: "Thanks. I'll go look for him."

Go away! I don't have time for chitchat with the likes of you.

Tell me your business. If you've come here just to flap your wings, then leave now.

Player: "I need some Alsig Special Wine."

Alsig Special Wine? Ah, you mean the stuff the quartermaster gave me when I was about to take leave.

I was going to bring it home as a gift. When my leave was canceled, I gave it to Enno, the Archon of Dusk.

I gave her three bottles. If you need some, ask her. She's in the fortress.

Player: "Right. Thanks."

Hmm, very interesting...hmm? We Archons of Dusk prefer to gather information quietly, but Reshanta is too vast for us to sneak into every corner, hmm? So we gather information from Daevas.

If you see any new or unusual creatures or hear any interesting information, please let me know, hmm? Oh, did you want to know something?

Player: "Yes, do you have any Alsig Special Wine?"

Ewww! You mean that stinking wine? Asmu gave me some as a gift, but I could not drink it, hmm? I took a sip but spit it out. That wine stinks like a fresh brax patty.

Anyway, I gave it away to Huset, he'll drink anything, hmm? He may have guzzled it down already, but if you hurry.... He's up on the second floor, hmm?

Player: "Hmm, I mean, thank you."

I've heard about you, Player. Word of your, ahem, past, has spread quickly through the Archons.

They say that your reputation is tainted because you used to be a raider, and because of your connection with that exiled Munin fellow.

Let me give you a little advice: don't even whisper his name around here. It'll bring you nothing but trouble.

So, was there something you needed?

Player: "Yes. Do you have any Alsig Special Wine left?"

Well, Enno brought me the wine a few days ago. She called it a gift, but frankly, I felt a little offended. She'd already opened the bottle and drank some. She just left me the dregs!

I drank it anyway. I may have been insulted, but I'm no fool. Wine is hard to come by in Reshanta!

If you need wine, go to see Haug. I've heard that he visited Morheim recently. He might have a bottle.

Player: "Sigh. Thanks."

I haven't had a visitor, in ages, eons even.

So, I am pleased to meet you today, or is it yesterday? Tomorrow? Anyway, did you have a question?

Player: "Do you have some Alsig Special Wine?"

Ah yes, I was in Morheim recently, or was it a while ago? Anyway, I did have some Alsig Special Wine, but not any more.

I gave it to Ammu, for a wise Daeva always stays on the good side of the Shadow Executor.

You'll find Ammu at the Broken Nobelium outside the fortress.

Player: "Thank you for your help."

Now what? What brings you here?

The Shadow Executors are in charge of weeding out corruption and unveiling threats to the security of Asmodae, not of mediating personal affairs. Yet every Qooqoo-brained Daeva comes to me to complain.

Well, tell me what your trouble is.

Player: "I'm just looking for some Alsig Special Wine."

Huh! Well, this is a first. Most visitors I get are here either to bring "gifts" or complain about something. No one's ever actually asked for anything before.

I don't like wine, so I accepted it only because Haug insisted. I gave it to Iva.

She kept bellyaching about her woes, and I hoped the wine would help her sleep so she'd stop bothering me for a while. She may still have some. She's in Primum Plaza.

Player: "Walk in Azphel's shadow."

My comrades give me the cold shoulder lately. They haven't said anything to my face, but I hear the whispers.... They think I'm selfish.

Is it selfish to pick up good stuff? Isn't it natural to want good items? After all, good armor can save your life on the battlefield.

Player: "Sorry to interrupt. Do you have any Alsig Special Wine?"

That smelly stuff? Frankly, I was insulted when Ammu gave it to me.

I went to Shadow Executor Ammu to ask his advice. You know what he said? He told me to drink the wine and go to bed!

I was dumbfounded! How dare he treat me like that! I don't need the wine, you can have it. Just get it out of my sight.

Player: "At last! Thank you."

Alsig Special Wine! Thank you for all your trouble. You didn't have to go that far for it, but I appreciate that you did.

I will keep it safe and drink a drop when my homesickness gets to be too much to bear.

Thank you very much.