You there. You. [%userclass].

I've developed an instinct for integrity. I sense strongly that you are worthy of the trust I am about to give you.

Player: "And what do you want?"

I am an agent of a...covert organization that answers to none but Lord Nezekan. We perform...missions all across Atreia.

I have been running an important operation with my colleague Emeele. Unfortunately, I've run into a...stumbling block.

I'd fix my own mess, but I can't let my schedule slip any further. I could use the assistance of an able Daeva like you, for Elysea's sake.

Player: Accept.

I knew I could count on you. To explain: I was attacked and robbed by Star Debris.

Kill them and take the Strange Herbs stolen from me. They may look like ordinary leaves, but they are a deadly poison vital to my mission.

I'm afraid that's all I can tell you. Good luck, and be careful handling the herbs.

Player: "What have I gotten myself into...?"

Right on time. I've had you watched.

Fortunately for you, it's so far, so good. I already know the answer to this, but did you accomplish your mission?

Player: "Er...here you go...."

The reports said you do, and did, good work. I'm glad to see they were not mistaken.

Oh, yes, we've got a file on you. We've got a file on everyone.

So no, our meeting was not coincidence.... In fact, I have another task for you, if you're up to it.
Like I said, I already knew your answer. Remember to get all the Strange Herbs from the Star Debris.

I can't wait for you much longer. Emeele must be getting impatient, and our targ...er, quarry will be on the move soon.

Don't disappoint us. You do NOT want to disappoint my masters.

Player: "I'm sorry I got involved in this."