Player, you've returned innumerable spirits to the flow of Aether. Surely you are blessed by Lady Yustiel herself.

Sanctum was pleased with the report that we put to rest the undead who hurt Humans and Daevas.

But our work is never complete, and I mourn for those who wander the world still, without solace or respite.

Player: "We've done our best."

That may be so, and yet the tortured undead still walk among us. It's heartbreaking to see the many we failed to protect rise again.

Look at Medeus Manor--Anubite Warriors still patrol its ruined hills and farmland.

We must help them. May I rely on you to return them to the flow of Aether?

Player: Accept.

That's such a relief! I know you'll give them peace as painlessly as possible.

Be kind to the Anubite Warriors and offer them final rest.

Player: "Ariel's wings carry me."

Not long after you left, I felt cold, damp Anubite energy dwindling away.

I suspect you've completed your task. Am I right?

Player: "I've taken care of the Anubites."

You have my gratitude, Player.

In Heiron there are many more spirits who suffer this way.

I won't be able to rest until all find peace.

I'm reassured that such a brave, kind Daeva is helping me.