At last, the sun-cursed Elyos have been driven back from Gelkmaros.

Thanks to your help, and the help of your fellow Daevas, we stand triumphant.

Both Mastarius and Lord Marchutan send their thanks for your assistance.

Player: "It's truly an honor."

An honor that you deserve. Unfortunately, the war still rages on, and the Elyos hold firm in Inggison.

Assistance from a Daeva of your skill in capturing Inggison would be greatly appreciated, Player.

For your service, I can offer you materials that will enhance the power of your harp.

Player: Accept.

I knew you weren't lacking in courage, Player.

We need to defeat the Guardian Generals of both the Temple of Scales and the Altar of Avarice.

This is far from an easy task, but if they fall, Inggison falls with them. The Shedim Lords guide your hands.

Player: "Blood for blood!"

I wouldn't have believed it if it wasn't you, Player.

Both Guardian Generals dead, and Inggison within our grasp.

Please, show me Athana's Harp. You deserve a reward for your efforts.

Player: "Here it is."

Didn't I give you the harp? Perhaps I was mistaken.

I don't doubt your power. But I'm afraid my reward is reserved for the one who wields Athana's Harp.

Please understand. I'll find some other way to repay your courage.

Player: "Think nothing of it."

Do you have the harp I gave you, Player?

I'm afraid that my promised reward will be useless without it.

If you don't have it, there's nothing more I can do. Please return should you find it again.

Player: "I will, at once."

I'm glad. It still feels odd to have my name on a weapon. Lord Marchutan's faith in me is humbling.

But our ultimate goal is the complete demoralization of the Elyos. Everything else is a means to an end.

I shall consult to see if our purpose has been achieved. If it has, I shall give you the enhancing material at once.