Shadows take you, can you not just SHUT UP!!!

Oh! Shards! Um....sorry. Didn't see you there.

Player: "Is there a problem?"

Balaur take you, can't you hear it? It just goes on and on and on...I can't make it stop! Can't you hear it? That noise that gets on your nerves.

Those Windwisps are jumping on my very last nerve. It's enough to send a Daeva over the Edge! And it's worse at night! I haven't had restful sleep in ages and ages....

Player: "Why don't you get rid of them?"

You think I didn't try? The problem is...I can't stand ghosts. You won't tell anyone, will you? There are always ghosts where there are Windwisps, and they're so...dead. Gaaaah.

I'm not afraid of much, but ghosts.... You understand, don't you?

Would you...could you possibly...Please will you get rid of some of those Twisting Windwisps for me? I'll make it worth your time, I swear.

Player: Accept.

Thank you! People think that when you become a Daeva you leave behind all your worries and fears, but I've got two words for you. Ecto. Plasm. It's just so...gaaaah.

I can't tell this to everyone, but I figured you'd understand. There are tons of Twisting Windwisps at the Patema Ruins. If you could get rid of even 10 of them, it would make a huge difference.

Player: "Sure. Who else would you call?"

You're back! Did it work? Did you do it? It's seemed quieter lately, but I thought perhaps I was just going deaf.

Player: "I went, I saw, I caught some Windwisps."

Thank you so, so much. I owe you a debt. My thanks, Player. I'll finally--yawwwwwn--be able to get some sleep.