Most Daevas of Zephyr were dispatched here to Heiron with the sole glorious purpose of studying either the Balaur or the undead.

I guess you could say that I got the...dirty end of the stick. I was chosen for undead duty. I'd trade in a heartbeat for Balaur duty, though.

I could honestly care less what sends zombies back to the flow of Aether...I just want them gone!

• "I hear you there."

They've put me in charge of this whole shadow-cursed area, Daeva! I'm but a single Daeva!

But my superiors don't want to hear that. They just want to hear that I've found out how to destroy zombies in a simple and quick fashion.

Any chance I could get you to go to Orton Farm and get rid of the Sobbing Banshees and Ragged Boggarts again for me? I'd pay you.

• Accept.
• Decline.

Ahh, thanks, Daeva. Remember, just head east from here...you'll run right into Orton Farm.

Watch your back. Kill the Sobbing Banshees and Ragged Boggarts and get out...come back here. The night draws them out.

• "I'll kill them twice, then."

Get rid of the Sobbing Banshees and Ragged Boggarts at Orton Farm.

Six bones...a pound of flesh and--ah, you're back, Daeva! I was thinking out loud again.

How did the extermination of the Banshee and Boggart go? Are they dead...again?

• "They're dead for good!"

Thank you, Daeva. You've saved my hide today.

Here...here's the reward I promised you.

Gamedes said that he had to eliminate the undead at Orton Farm, but he had no time to do it.

You went to Orton Farm for him and killed the Sobbing Banshees and Ragged Boggarts, to his gratitude.