Trou's tasked us to clean up Medeus Manor. He wants us to be gentle and return the undead there to the flow of Aether with mercy.

The priest is living in a fantasy world.

Worrying about the undead is a luxury. We have people--living, breathing souls--who need homes and good land to farm. The undead may suffer, but they're foul, vicious creatures.

Player: "Time to kill some undead, eh?"

That's the size of it. If we want to resettle this land, we need to clear the way.

The trouble is we don't have enough Guardians. The undead population is too large. And Heiron can't dispatch support troops--the Balaur keep him busy.

Player: "Need an extra pair of wings?"

If your wings are available, we could use them. Medeus Manor West is just overrun with undead. We need to eliminate them.

Think you can handle it?

Player: Accept.

The Undead Sharecroppers and Undead Peons account for the largest population among undeads. Start with them.

Take five Farmer's Picks as proof.

Player: "Faith and arms!"

That priest! He's sabotaging all my recruitment efforts! "The poor undead can't find rest. I had a dream. I had a vision--blah blah blah." We've got a job to do, and the quicker the better.

Oh, Player--I didn't see you there. What news?

Player: "Undead dispatched as requested."

Is that right? Undead dispatched? Where's your proof?

We've got refugees in Eltnen waiting for resettlement. I don't have time for this nonsense.

You said you'd get rid of Undead Sharecroppers and Undead Peons at Medeus Manor West and take five Farmer's Picks as evidence. Get to it!

Player: "By Ariel's wings, I will!"

Five picks. I'm impressed.

Good work, Player, and thank you. We've got a lot more work to do over at the manor, but you've helped.