More orders. Listen to this. "Due to your outstanding work in the Manduri Forest, General Telemachus has authorized you to carry on ridding the area of the Vespines and Moss Spirits that threaten the peace."

Does Centurion Maximus deliberately torment me? I can't do all this alone!

Player: "You're looking for more help then?"

Yes, I am. If you would be happy to carry on your work, that would be a relief to me. At least that way I would not have to get others involved in this dirty, unfortunate work.

What do you say?

Player: Accept.

Thank you, Player.

Well then, there is little more to be said. Come back when your work is done.

Faith and arms.

Player: "Faith and arms."

Ah, you're back already.

Is your work done? Have the quotas been filled?

Player: "Yes, I've done everything asked of me."

Thank you, Player. Someday I hope this bloody business will be over, and I will have to buy you a drink or two in Sanctum's Dionysia Tavern.

If you can stomach more of the same, then I have more work for you. For now though, take this. It is truly deserved.