Ah, Daeva, you've come to help.

They told me no one would ever help a lowly hedge witch here in the big city. But I knew I could count on my fellow Asmodians for aid.

• "What aid do you require, friend?"

It's the visions. The terrible visions in my scrying bowl. When I gaze into the waters, I see glimpses of the future...of light, and torment, and terror.

It makes me shudder just to think about it. But I must see more! We must protect ourselves from this pending horror!

Can I count upon your aid, Daeva?

• Accept.
• Decline.

Thank you for your support. You’re truly one of noble blood.

My needs are simple: I need energy to boost the strength of my scrying. Go forth and hunt Senior Exorcist Souls and Senior Healer Soul, and bring me their Red Soul Fragments.

Those creatures are robbing me of every scrap of energy.

I can’t get any sleep!

That accursed Red Soul Fragment... Once it’s done, bring it back to me immediately!

Otherwise no one will sleep again!

• "The task is mine."

Collect the Red Soul Fragments and deliver them to Witchta.

Soon, I'm sure the Daeva will return soon. I can wait. I can wait.

They should have known better. If they'd have only been reasonable...

There you are! Did you get them? Show me!

• "Here you go."

Are you shirking your duties, Daeva?

Do you give your word, your commitment for aid, so lightly?

No, I'm sure you just need more time. Get me those Red Soul Fragments.

• "Yes, of course."

Yes! These are perfect! So tender, so smooth. Simply pulsating with energy. Mmm!

What? Oh, yes...yes, I'm sure I'll be able to strengthen the visions with these Red Soul Fragments. The energy will be tasty...tastefully focused into my spell, so we can see more details of this portent.

Blood for blood, Daeva.

You collected soul fragments for a witch who claims to be seeing visions of a terrible future.

She gave you a small reward for your troubles, which was nice, but her muttering was a bit disturbing.