Objectives

Rewards

Part 1

Brandon Lann: You're here. Good.
Brandon Lann: It might interest you to know that we've at least decoded Fawkes' Communique.
Brandon Lann: "Save me," Fawkes pleads. "I must speak with Lord Arphaun. I have what we need."
Brandon Lann: Some communique...
Brandon Lann: If only the good doctor left coordinates.
Brandon Lann: Regardless, we know Fawkes to be a man of some significance; Thus, I am assigning the necessary knights to locate and secure him.
Brandon Lann: You're going to be among them, <playername>.
Brandon Lann: I'm taking a chance here, make no mistake.
Brandon Lann: Just sending you out, inexperienced as you are, seems a grievous error in judgment.
Brandon Lann: But you did well by the Seraph Joeseph.
Brandon Lann: You honored his name with action and have earned the right to see this through.
Brandon Lann: I cannot ignore that.
Brandon Lann: I may be a fool in this decision, but I am no reckless fool.
Brandon Lann: I will not have you gallivanting about distant lands getting yourself killed.
Brandon Lann: I want you close - within reach.
Brandon Lann: Your search for Fawkes will be limited to Covent Garden Market. A restricted area adjacent to this very station.
Brandon Lann: Scour that zone.
Brandon Lann: Report any sign of Fawkes directly to me.
Brandon Lann: Above all, keep well, <playername>.

Part 2

Ophanim Dellum: Fawkes- *bzzzt* -lost.
Ophanim Dellum: We had him! Now he's lo- *bzzzt*
Ophanim Dellum: They have- *bzzzt* -out of nowhere!
Ophanim Dellum: I don't know what. But it was something big. Something- *bzzzt* -too much.
Ophanim Dellum: *bzzzt* -leaped after him.
Ophanim Dellum: They took him into the rift!
Ophanim Dellum: Tell Lann to send help!
Ophanim Dellum: Send lots of help!

Part 3

Murmur: Poor Fawkes... You're too late, <playername>.
Murmur: But you tried. I know you tried.
Murmur: Now, get what you can from the doctor's remains and head back to Covent Garden Station.
Murmur: It's a gruesome task, but we know how valuable this man is- rather, how valuable he was.
Murmur: See Lann as soon as possible.

Brandon Lann: Dr. Fawkes, delivered at last.
Brandon Lann: Well, at least now we know.
Brandon Lann: This is a terrible gift you bring, <playername>. But this...sack of Fawkes is a gift nonetheless.
Brandon Lann: My men searched tirelessly and many died to secure the good doctor.
Brandon Lann: That you were in the exact area of the Rift to salvage their mission - and even what was left of Fawkes himself - was most fortunate.
Brandon Lann: It seems in trying to keep you safe I subjected you to the worst possible danger.
Brandon Lann: And yet I picked well, did I not?
Brandon Lann: Check back with me after the Smiths have examined the doctor's remains and belongings.
Brandon Lann: We'll take it up from there.
Brandon Lann: Oh, and <playername>...
Brandon Lann: You've certainly made your point.
Brandon Lann: We can use you.
Brandon Lann: I can use you.