Player, I have a job for you. It's physical, involves fighting--the kind of thing you're good at.

Easy job, of course, but I've more to do than time to do it.

Player: "Well, what are you doing?"

You'll notice I haven't told you. That's no accident.

Just know what I do serves all Asmodae, and if I could tell you, I would. Now, no more questions.

I need your help clearing the Lava Barghests from around here. They're in the way of my research.

Player: Accept.

Good. Zikel thirsts, and you can fill his cup for him.

Kill ten Lava Barghests for me. No...for Asmodae. They've troubled me for the last time.

Blood for blood, [%userclass].

Player: "It will be done."

I don't trust Kellan. He's become too quiet, too observant. I'd send him packing, if only the Shadow Executors took orders.

Enough of him. Is your work done?

Player: "And plenty of it!"

Then take this. It's been earned, not given.

Thank you, Player. Few have such discretion these days. I was lucky to find you.

Blood for blood, [%userclass].