I've always thought of the Manduri as hopelessly cowardly creatures, and yet they've mustered the courage to take shelter in one of our abandoned villages. I heard they even attack travelers, and loot them! And to think they used to cower at the slightest trace of humans!

They don't even belong in Eltnen. Their natural habitat is limited to Heiron.

Player: "And now they've attacking humans here?"

Odd, isn't it? They should know we'll take it back, yet there they are, acting as if they own the place.

Centurion Maximus says we can't spare any Guardians, but he suggests we gather a force of our own and drive them from the village without official support.

Player: "We can't leave them alone?"

No, of course not! The Manduri can't be allowed to impede trade routes to the Fortress, at the heart of our military base, no less!

I want you to go to kill as many of the Manduri as you can. That's all, [%userclass]. Faith and arms!

Oh, and one more thing. Archelaos, one of our scouts, has seen paper gliders flying by near the village. It's probably nothing, but check it out.

Player: "By your command."

(URGENT! PLEASE SEND HELP.)

(TRAPPED IN MANDURI STORES.)

Player: "Hmmm...."

Ah! At last!

You must have seen my little contraptions! And just in the nick of time, because I was running low on paper!

Player: "How did you end up in here?"

The Manduri, you see, were once Humans. Years ago, Lady Yustiel gave the villagers the Life Seed, along with the duty to protect Eltnen.

But we were fools. We ignored her orders, and used the Life Seed for our own petty ends. Eltnen suffered because of our neglect, and as punishment, Lady Yustiel turned the villagers into the Manduri you see today.

Player: "But not you?"

I was the one who used the Life Seedt...but I was the one who escaped the curse. The Manduri were enraged by this, and locked me up in here.

Please. I want to make it up to my people, and seek forgiveness from Lady Yustiel. Help me get out of here.

Go to Celestine, and more help will come.

Player: "It will be done."

What is it, Player? You don't look so well.

Player: "Well, you see..."

I have served under Lady Yustiel as a Daeva of Life for countless years, and yet have never heard this tale. It must have been buriend in time and secrecy.

I will send forces at once to save this person, Go and tell Centurion Aurelius of the situation.

Player: "Understood."

Ah, Player!

Are the Manduri dead? Did you look into the paper gliders? I've been getting curious.

Player: "Well..."

That is astonishing. What can be done? I don't think Lady Yustiel will remove the curse just becase we ask her to.

But at any rate, I will have your findings documented, and our scouting parties and guards informed of the Manduri's origins. Here is your reward, Player. Such diligence and ability must be fairly rewarded.