You! Player! You don't know me, but I know you.

I know you've got the strength to work for all Asmodae...and the sense not to tell anyone about it.

Player: "I'm not sure what you mean."

I'm a member of a...covert organization that answers only to Lady Lumiel herself. We run operations all across Atreia.

My partner Heloise and I have been on a particularly important one recently, but I've run into...unforseen roadblocks.

Time is precious, and short. So I need someone who can take care of these roadblocks while I work. Can you be that one?

Player: Accept.

I knew I had you pegged right. First thing you need to do is fight Star Debris.

They stole some Odd Herbs that I need back. They may seem ordinary, but I assure you they're not.

How and why is on a need-to-know basis. And you don't need to know. Just that this is very important to the future of Asmodae.

Player: "I'll trust that...for now."

In this business, trust is a precious commodity that's usually hoarded. I'm sticking my neck out by giving some to you.

Player: "Trust me, I have something for you."

Ahh, nice work! Now I can get that...

No, don't go away, Player. This isn't over yet. There are still things that need to be done.

I don't suppose you'd consider becoming one of our agents permanently...?
I'm going to chalk this up to forgetfulness, rather than malice or stupidity. Don't prove me wrong.

I need the Odd Herbs stolen by the Star Debris. That's all there is to it.

I hate to rush you, but it's the fate of our entire people at stake. Nothing big.

Player: "Then tell me what I need to know!"