Those black-hearted Neokins and Barghests! Every time I turn around, those little savages are attacking us! We'll never survive this land with them around.

We finally drive the Balaur away and build a fortress. Then the damned Asmodians attack us...then those beasts take their turn! When will we get a breath?

I may be immortal, but I still fear risking my life!

Player: "A Daeva's life holds much darkness."

I can attest to that, Player! Too much darkness and not enough light, it seems like. Especially my life!

Asmodians I can handle. Balaur too. I can handle a lot of things, Daeva, but those soulless and savage Neokins and Barghests! They turn crazy in battle, and you can't fight crazy without going mad yourself!

The Husblade Legion would be forever in your debt if you could kill as many of those...savages as you can.

Player: Accept.

Ah, you are an honorable Daeva, Player. Kill as many Greentail Neokins and Ferocious Barghests as you can.

Kill them until their mothers and fathers feel it! Kill them until the ground turns red with their spilt blood! Kill them until they become extinct!

We'll handle any Asmodians and Balaur that come this way.

Player: "Faith and arms, Daeva!"

Ahh, Player! You've returned! But I should have known...black dogs and [%userclass]s always return home.

Did you kill off the Neokins and Barghests around the fortress? Can I add their names to Sanctum's list of extinct creatures?

Player: "They won't be bothering you anymore."

If I could, I would build a statue in your honor, Daeva.

Your efforts will make our duties that much easier...even though we both know those little buggers will return soon.

Thank you. Please, take this. It's a token of the Hushblade Legion's appreciation.