The Centurion is such a great man!

Lately he just pores over the campaign maps of Reshanta, worrying over each new Asmodian gain.

He said last night that if we can't reverse the trend, we'll never retake the fortress.

Player: "He's likely right."

See? Defeatism in our best soldiers! It's true we're short-handed, but we can still make a difference here!

I've heard of your cunning and power, Player. Couldn't you do something to raise the Centurion's hopes?

I don't expect you to take the fortress, but...maybe you could assassinate some of the Krotan Refuge Elite Garrison?

Player: Accept.

Good, good! We'll show the Centurion we can turn the tide!

Our pressing need is to stop the spread of Asmodian influence in Reshanta, so you should attack while they occupy the fortress.

When the fortress next enters the vulnerable state, infiltrate the fortress, slay some Krotan Refuge Elite Garrisons and take their Archon Flags.

Player: "Suppose it can't hurt..."

Here, sit!

What a fight it must have been. You're covered in sweat!

Player: "The flags you ordered."

Centurion Menelaus is already upset at me for sanctioning this mission, and now you're empty-handed?

If you don't bring me those Archon Flags, my career will be ruined!

Player: "How'd I get into this?"

You're a national treasure, Player.

Please accept this, it's all I can give you now.

I must report to the Centurion. I can't wait to see his smile!