Every scout I sent to the Sulfur Tree Island has been killed. They're soul-healing in Primum Landing now.

Such a waste of time and materials! I drill and drill them on proper stealth....

Player: "Stealth won't always finish the job."

That's true. Still...scouts should be more alert. The Sulfur Fortress Garrisons are strong, which we knew from the first scout reports.

But they had hidden reserves, who my men bumped into....

Player: "Listen, warfare's chaotic."

Well, no use whining about it, anyway. I need that garrison brought to heel.

Maybe you could get in there? If you assembled your talented allies, surely you could take down the Sulfur Fortress Garrison.

They are numerous, but I know your reputation. You could swing it.

Player: Accept.

Your words give me hope. I've needed that lately. We've just...been out here so long....

While you're there...please retrieve the Red Hasia Insignias they looted from my soldiers. I want them feeling the sting of failure, but then I need them inspired again!

Player: "I'll be quick."

Welcome back!

I received a message from the Primum Landing that my soldiers are returning. We'll be back up to strength soon.

I'll need their Red Hasia Insignias to motivate them. Did you retrieve them?

Player: "Here they are."

Haven't you left yet?

My men will be back soon!

Player: "On my way."

The bloody insignia of Red Hasia. Thank you.

And you slaughtered plenty of them to get these, so we're avenged.

Please accept this for your troubles.