Your name is Daeva, is it not? My partner Craig and I have been told much about you. Yes...much.

I know things about you that you don't know. It all concludes in one thing: someone I can count on.

• "Uh, count on for what?"

I am part of a covert organization overseen by Lady Lumiel herself. We take on tasks across Atreia no one else will, or can, touch.

But no one is perfect. My latest mission met with some problems that have thrown off my entire schedule.

I need someone to fix these problems in my stead. I think you're the one.

• Accept.
• Decline.

Let me get right to the point: I need you to fight Star Debris.

Bring back the Sticky Herbs they stole from me. Be careful handling them.

I'm sorry I can't tell you more, but the less you know, the safer it is for you. Good luck.

• "Hope I don't regret this...."

Find the Sticky Herbs that the Star Debris stole and return them to Heloise.

Hmmm.... He definitely needs some persuasion.... If I can just get the iron hot enough...

Oh! Daeva! I didn't see you. Can I assume that you got those herbs I need?

• "They sure SEEM ordinary...."

And how would you know what Sticky Herbs are like? You've obviously not seen enough to tell.

The Star Debris shouldn't be too horribly tough for a Daeva of your calibre.

Nothing I've heard indicates you're a coward.

• "And just what HAVE you heard about me...?"

Well done. Now give those to... Careful! Lucky we were both wearing gloves, or we'd...be sorry.

You've certainly impressed me, Daeva. You're as good as they say.

There's another task to be done, and you've just proved that you can handle it.

A circumspect Daeva named Heloise asked for your aid in retrieving special herbs stolen by Star Debris.

You retrieved the herbs and returned them to Heloise, who felt enough confidence in you to make another request.