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. Your timing is fortuitous. There is a request I would make of you, one on the more perilous side.
As you know, we are working day and night to escort this city's residents to safety. Unfortunately, some magitek colossi seek to undermine our efforts, but to directly engage them would result in catastrophic collateral damage.
Luckily, it need not come to that. Garlond Ironworks has a product known as a magitek plasma cannon. That means nothing to me, I confess, but word is this creation of theirs is capable of stopping a warmachina dead in its tracks.
Sounds too good to be true, I know. Well, here's the rub: this silver bullet is a damned costly thing to develop, and they don't want just anyone handling it. Cid put your name forward, though. He thought you would acquit yourself well of this task.
I know it is a deal to ask, but should you decide to aid us in our efforts, we will be waiting near the station.