Blast, but I hate Luke! He can boast all he wants and tell me I'm a drunkard, but I know the truth!

• "Which would be?"

He's a coward! Ha! A coward! Haha!

I told him I wanted to scout around the village, because I'm so blasted bored in here, but he told me no! It's too dangerous!

• "Well, there are a lot of undead."

Then maybe you should do something about that, mister high-and-mighty Daeva! Why don't you get out there and do your job?

• Accept.
• Decline.

If you can take care of those Stinking Zombies and Sneering Boggarts outside the village, I can do my job again.

They won’t be a problem for you, I assume?

Then I won’t have to drink all the time, and I can call Luke a coward to his face for not wiping out the undead himself!

Now go, quietly, and deal with them.

• "Sounds like a plan."

Help clear out the undead around the village.

You! Did you kill the undead? You promised, remember? I remembered, did you?

• "I did."

Hey! Hey Luke! You hear that! This Daeva's no coward! Not like you!

Coward! Coward! Coward! How do you like to hear that, you coward! I bet you love it, because that's what you are!

Kravis wanted to prove his comrade Luke was a coward. You killed the undead that Luke refused to deal with, giving Kravis full license to call Luke whatever he wanted.