An Old Timer Displeased

Thanks to us, the Catfishmen have bowed down to superior style and class! The church's assimilation project is almost ready to continue as planned! Just two more kinks to work out in this masterful engine of success. Those greenish creatures down South, known as the Rhutum, need to be dealt with. Although, the Trina Knights have been dispatched to deal with them, their best men have all been diverted to the Saunil Fortress... But I can't possibly go and face off those Rhutums, can I? If I ever get a scratch on this radiant face of mine... All the Noblewomen of Calpheon will cry to death! So...you! For the sake of my face, why not you go there again? Go see Elinke Visamin, the Commander of the Rhutum Sentry Post. His attention to detail is second to none, perhaps even on par with my own. You will have to be on your best.

It looks to be that my skin is regaining its former levels of youthful vitality. My handsome appearance is an asset to Calpheon.

What is wrong with today's youth! It is a problem that must be rectified! No will to even try, no will to do better! What is wrong with them...?!