We've been noticing some strange movements down below. Beritra's forces it looks like, but it's hard to tell from so far away.

We have to maintain this vantage point, so you go inform Otur.

Hurry, Segarunerk's Bazaar could be in danger.

Player: Accept.

You never come unless you're on business.

Report.

Player: "Nona says Beritra's on the move."

Yes, we've been getting similar reports from our forces in the field. I'm glad she sent you to me though.

We're having trouble reaching their positions from the front, so we need someone to sneak in the back and see if they can push them out. You'll find the Insurgent Soldiers gathered at the Clawed Fist Garrison.

You shouldn't have too much trouble with these ones. Our intelligence tells us they're broken Tiamat forces who went over to Beritra. Cowards, in other words. And our forces will meet them as they come out of their hidey hole.

We'll give them a death more honorable than they deserve. It will shame them even more.

Player: "Blood for blood!"

You've returned from your foray against the Insurgent Soldiers?

That was, uh... quick.

Player: "Yeah. Where were you?"

Oh, I... This is embarrassing, but I had some paperwork to submit regarding Brif and it, uh... slipped my mind. Family business, you understand.

If Brif were less persistent about requesting a transfer, I wouldn't be so distracted, believe me.

At any rate, you've done a wonderful job, and you deserve a reward! Blood for... blood?