Mylla: You look well, (player name). I hope you are ready for your next task, because I require your immediate assistance. There have been several violent murders recently, the victims of which were all Hyuran men. Based on the multiple spear wounds found upon the bodies of the deceased, we believe that lancers are responsible for the crimes. Not only are these murders a blight upon our city, I fear it is only a matter of time before one of our own is targeted. I have just received reports of foreign lancers skulking about in Stonesthrow. Considering the circumstances, I find it likely that these are our culprits. We cannot abide any more murders. Go to Stonesthrow, outside the Gate of Nald, and speak with any you find in the area. With luck, we may find these lancers before they strike again.
Gutless Gladiator: Don't kill me, please! I'm not the one you want!
Gutless Gladiator: Thank you, thank you! Th-They appeared out of nowhere, asked me if I was Aldis at spearpoint. I said no, but they attacked me anyway! Wh-What did I do to deserve this?
So they were indeed the murderers we sought! But what brought Duskwight sellswords all the way from the Black Shroud? And why were they murdering Hyuran men with swords?
Bruce: First Sword!
Mylla: What is it?
Bruce: Lancers, First Sword! A gang of 'em, hidin' in the tunnel south of Black Brush Station!
Mylla: Hmph, it seems we're not rid of them yet. (player name), you might as well finish what you started. Go to Central Thanalan and dispatch the last of these sellswords. Bruce, accompany (player name). See that s/he doesn't die.
Bruce: Well, I can't keep the lad/lass from gettin' skewered, but I'll patch him/her up best I can.
Mylla: (player name), defend Bruce. He knows powerful healing magicks, but he cannot employ them unless you keep all your enemies occupied. Do not forget to use your Flash technique.
Bruce: Aye, I'm countin' on you to keep those bastards away from me. Watch me back and I'll watch yours.
Mylla: You have your orders, gladiators! Send those sellswords to the Seventh Gate!
Bruce: Looks like we're done here. Let's head home, (player name)--I could use a drink.
Mylla: Congratulations on a job well done, (player name). Bruce says you acquitted yourself well. I must say, you have shown tremendous growth since you joined us... I wanted to ask you--Bruce believes the sellswords were out for a bounty. What is your opinion on this, (player name)?
>They were tracking a man named Aldis.
Mylla: Aldis!? Are you certain that this is the name you heard!? He's...he's alive? But how...?
>Their motives died with them.
Mylla: I see... Mayhap it is best that we put this sordid affair behind us. Still, I cannot help but wonder...