Back for more training, huh? You'd bet I still have a thing or two to teach you.

As it turns out, though, you'd lose that bet. I've seen you through your fair share of trials, Player, but what you need to learn next is for a more skilled preceptor than me to teach you.

Does the name Iostes ring a bell? It should. He's put down more Asmodians than you've ever seen. You'll find him in the Cloister of Kaisinel.

Take this letter of recommendation. That's right. I'm recommending you, for all the good it'll do you. Now scram!

Player: Accept.

So you got a shiny pair of wings and immortality. You think that makes you a true Daeva?

I expect more from my gunslingers. More than you can possibly imagine.

If you're here because you think I'm going to make life easier on you, you're dead wrong.

Player: "Uh, Oakley sent me over with this.... I didn't mean to..."

That's right, Daeva. Know your place with me, and you may just survive my "training."

Now give me that letter. "... isn't worth the mud on my boots... lacks discipline and always charges in guns blazing... doesn't respect authority..."

"In short, one of the most talented Gunslingers I've ever met and will probably be teaching you a thing or two in a couple weeks."

Well, we'll just see about that, Player. Oakley speaks highly of you, but I like to see my trainees in action myself. I'll work with you and we'll see where things go.