Ugh. Have you ever been attacked by angry bees? It happens to me all the time.

No matter where I go, what I wear, or how careful I am.... BAM! Angry Bees come out of nowhere!

I've been wearing my helmet all day every day to keep them out.

Player: "Doesn't that get hot?"

Hot? You bet! And stuffy! But I know the moment I take it off...

And they're everywhere! Every time Danomdel and I go on patrol, they're there! And, of course, they only go after me.

It's just not a few bees, either--it's always huge blasted swarms! It's like they hate me or something.

Player: "They can't hate--they're bees."

Danomdel says the same thing! But he's not the one who has to deal with the blasted things constantly.

I know why this is happening. It's my fate--I'm cursed with balfired luck.

But maybe your presence is a sign it's improving. Could you kill some of the Angry Bees for my sake?

Player: Accept.

Oh, thank you, thank you! I might get to take this helmet off yet!

I'd ask Danomdel, but we're always too busy. Besides, he just says "take a bath once in a while and you'll be fine!" As if it were that simple!

Be careful, though--with swarms that big, those bees can cause as much pain as a Balaur.

Player: "Consider me warned."

I have the luck of the Balaur, I tell you. It's always my food stolen, my tent leaking, my repairs undone....

And now these bees! I consider myself a strong citizen of Asmodae, but this is too much! I hope you were able to relieve at least part of my suffering.

Player: "The bees will bother you less now."

You can't imagine how much I needed to hear that. Now I can breathe freely once in a while!

You never realize how important simple things--like the wind on your face--are until they're gone.

Have this, with as much thanks as I can muster.