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. Go forth and hunt Professional Exorcist Soul and Professional Healer Soul, and bring me their Yellow Soul Fragments.

Those creatures are robbing me of every scrap of energy.

I can’t get any sleep!

I’m certain that Yellow Soul Fragments have a type of energy that I can use to channel my visions more effectively and make them clearer.

If you could get those critters off my back and return the Yellow Soul Fragments to me... then I could carry out my scrying and maybe find out why they have their sights set on my life.

• "The task is mine."

Collect the Yellow 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 Yellow 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 Yellow 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.